[Pattern] Fragrance of loneliness

"If Makino Shancai comes, let her in." Lei needed someone to talk to him with.Before he left, he said this to Oribu Junpei.

On this day, Lei didn't wake up until he went out at eight o'clock in the morning.Looking at Hua Zelei's peaceful sleeping face, Si softly said sorry in his ear. During the few seconds when he closed the door, he watched the figure of the person on the bed become narrower and narrower, become a seam, and finally disappear. There is nothing to see behind the door, and sadness just pops up out of nowhere.

As if going this way is parting...

Si laughed at himself, thinking about something messed up, and obviously became like this again, and Lei couldn't go anywhere.

"Crack!" The door was opened again, and it was Oribu Junpei who walked in.After closing the door, Zhibu Junpei went to the bed and squatted down to stare at Hanazawa Lei's face.

"You are obviously a young master, but you are regarded as a forbidden person. You are really pitiful."

Inadvertently, Zhibu Junping saw something under the pillow, and pulled it out to see that it was a letter.

There was nothing written on the plain white envelope, but the seal was sealed with wax wax, subconsciously glanced at Hua Zelei who was still awake, put the envelope into his arms, and withdrew.

Inside the chief deacon's room.

Orimo Junpei was reading a letter.

The letter was not addressed to him, but he read it with peace of mind.

[kind:

There are so many things I want to say to you but it's too late

You must hate me when you wake up

because i tied you up again

I'm just scared of you

wait me back

listen to what i have to say

when you want to go then go

But

Before this

i don't want you to leave

and also

sorry]

Orito Junhei finished reading the letter, crumpled up the paper with the envelope, and threw it into the wastebasket beside it, turning it into a ball of garbage.

sorry?Daoming Temple Secretary, come to apologize now, don't you think it's too late?

"Deacon, Master Lei is awake." A maid's voice sounded outside the door.

Zhibu Junpei responded, adjusted his attire in front of the mirror, and walked out of the room with a positive step.

"Master Lei, you're awake. How do you feel?" Zhibu Junpei put on his usual respectful smile, but didn't mention the letter.

Hua Zelei had just woken up, and her consciousness was still not clear, and she looked at the opposite person with a slightly dull gaze.

"Master Lei, are you hungry? The servants have prepared some porridge and side dishes, and they will be served soon." Zhibu Shunping still smiled.

Hua Zelei seemed to have finally regained consciousness, and suddenly touched his right knee when he came to consciousness.

No injury? !Hanazawa looked at her knees in disbelief.I tried to move my knee joint, but it made a slight sound.

"How is this going?!"

Zhibu Shunping calmly watched Huazelei's series of actions and expressions, and said slowly: "Master Si was invited to New York by his wife, and before leaving, he entrusted someone to order a gift for Master Lei overnight."

"Gift?" Lei sneered, bitterness formed at the corner of his mouth.

Si, Si, you still refuse to let me go.

Hua Zelei's knee was indeed safe, but his right ankle was tied by a thin chain, which was tied to the marble pillar beside the bed and locked with a fingerprint lock. Only Si can open this lock.

While asleep, Class thought he had a long dream.In the dream, there was always a person apologizing to himself, how much like Si's voice.Now that I think about it, I'm afraid it's really just a dream, and the reality and the dream are destined to be the opposite... That's right, that cold and arrogant Daoming Sisi will only trap himself in this gorgeous cage, so how can he say sorry to himself? ?

"Has he nothing to say to me?"

"Master Hui Lei, no."

"Yeah, I got it." Even though he knew the answer a long time ago, Lei still asked in a bewildered manner, and the answer was as expected.However, he obviously already knew the answer to the answer, why would he be inexplicably lost?

Oribu Junpei presented the meal, and Kai ate a little before withdrawing.

When it was almost noon, Makino Shancai came.Lei was a little surprised that Si actually agreed with him to meet other people, and Lei only took it as a reassurance that Si thought he could not escape now.

Makino Shancai talked a lot about recent new things in school, mostly Shancai was talking and Lei was listening.It's all trivial things.

Shancai is aware of Lei's embarrassment, and wisely does not focus the topic on Lei and Si, but just tries to make Lei happy by saying some witty things.

The sun had just set to the west, probably because his body hadn't fully recovered, he was a little sleepy.Shancai told him to rest more and went back.Before leaving, Shancai explained that she would come back tomorrow.

The sun shines into the room through the clouds, casting a golden light.I don't know if it's because I'm used to the darkness, but now the sunlight makes Lei feel dazzling. He ordered people to close the curtains, and Lei closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Oribu Junpei stood in his room and took out a notebook from the drawer.There is a photo in the notebook, which shows a teenager in a school uniform, with a youthful smile that makes people feel warm.Shun Ping looked at the photo with a smile, there was a faint light flickering in his eyes, but nothing fell behind after all.

Put the photo back where it was, get up and go to work.

Hua Zelei slept until dark before waking up.

"Master Lei, you are awake, you have slept for a long time." Weaving Junpei waited in the room as if predicting when Hanazawa would wake up.

"Yeah, it's been a long time, and I haven't slept so comfortably for a long time." Perhaps because of enough sleep, Lei was in a good mood and talked more.

Zhibu Shunping smiled, "I'm afraid it's because Young Master Si is not here."

Hearing Si's name, the relaxed frost on Lei's face froze for a moment.As if realizing his slip of the tongue, Orimo Junpei hastily apologized.

Class waved his hand, telling him not to mind.

"If it's okay, how about talking with me?" Lei said.

"Master Lei chatting with me?"

"If it's forced, it's not necessary."

Weaving Junpei waved his hands unprepared and explained: "How could it be? It's not forced! How should I put it... It's a little unexpected that someone like you, Young Master Lei, would chat with me."

"What kind of person do you think I am? Why can't I chat with you?"

"..."

"Go ahead."

"Master Lei always talks very little and is quiet, making it hard to guess what he is thinking."

"There are a lot of words. It's just that no one is willing to listen, and I gradually become unwilling to speak."

Oribu Junpei didn't answer, but poured Lei a cup of black tea, placed it in front of him, and waited for him to speak.

"Do you have brothers and sisters?" Oribu Junpei thought that Hanazawa was going to talk about himself, but he was asking him after waiting for a long time.

"Has a brother."

"Yes, he must be very happy to have a brother like you."

"Not necessarily..."

Human didn't go into the answer that sounded a little weird, "Go and rest, I want to be alone for a while."

Zhibu Junping was a little surprised, he thought that Hanazawa would let him have a long talk with him, but he never thought that it would be just a few minutes.

The drawn curtains have been pulled back, and outside the glass window is the dark blue sky.

For a moment, Lei really wanted to tell Oribu Junpei about his past days, but what's the point of talking about those things with a stranger who has almost no intersection?Thousands of words came to his mouth, but he swallowed them abruptly, and spit out an innocuous question like do you have brothers and sisters.

Looking at the night outside the window, my thoughts seemed to be drawn back to my childhood.

On the opposite side, the spiers of the houses illuminated by the afterglow of the setting sun, the copper bells hanging between the wall holes are embedded with deep or shallow shadows, and the densely packed swallows perched under the eaves are chirping. The sun here is not warm enough, the cool wind is blowing, and the yellow leaves are falling.

This is the home Hua Zelei saw when he was a child.Everyone thinks that Huaze's mansion is as beautiful as a castle, but only Huazelei doesn't think so.

Those brightly colored flowers, the outer walls as holy as white snow, and the spotless avenue seem to be just for outsiders to see. Only Huazelei knows that this home is actually as desolate as a dilapidated temple.Even the sun here is cold, and the moon is even colder.

He has no one to talk to.Father and mother don't see each other a few times a year. The strict family rules make children of the same age shy away from his family, and the servants always repeat those machine-like words to themselves respectfully. He is an only child, and the noise between brothers and sisters It has become a luxury that I dare not have.Just like what he said to Weaving Junpei: There are a lot of words.It's just that no one is willing to listen, and he gradually becomes unwilling to speak.Until that day, a boy broke into the garden...

"Hey! Won't you ask my name?"

"Hello! My name is Daoming Sisi."

"Hey, I'll call you class, okay?"

"Lei, what games do you like to play?"

"Class, are you interested in joining my camp?"

"It's an honor for me to want to be your friend. If others wait in line, don't be ignorant!"

That child is like a ray of light, so dazzling that humans dare not approach him. He has always lived in this well with a glamorous appearance.Yes, in the eyes of others, there are beautiful gardens and Huaze Mansion like a fairy tale castle, but it is just a big well.

I have been living here like a humble worm, I never thought that one day, a beam of light would shine straight down to the bottom of the well.

Humans tried to talk to the boy, but every time they could only pop out one or two words that were slightly similar to the original meaning, sometimes even completely opposite, and wanted to explain, but they couldn't explain a word even after thinking about it.Sometimes, I accidentally said annoying things, but in fact I didn’t mean it. The boy would put his arms around his waist and yell at me, accusing myself of not knowing what to do; , the boy also seemed to be able to see one or two words of comfort, more than comfort, but trying to do something special in exchange for a shallow smile.

Everyone said that it was Fujitang Jing who helped him out of loneliness, but they didn't know that the first light that shone into his heart was Daoming Siji.

Huazelei closed her eyes, and the memories of her childhood were vividly remembered.When it comes to remembering everything, the real ones seem to be fake.

Why, will it become like this?

The silver bell rang at the ankle, which was very clear in the quiet night.

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☆、Weaving Shunping