[Net King] Gently kill the crane

Angrily complained: "That's not it, it's not because of that trace..." Her eyes fell on the slightly lame leg of the other party inadvertently, and she was dumbfounded for a moment.

"Former... senior."

"Ok?"

"You...have you ever been the president of the student council?"

"Yes. Do you recognize me?" The thin, tall, lame man tilted his head and hooked his lips, "I thought Guo Yisheng wouldn't remember me at that time."

Tsurumi lowered his head deeply, for some reason a trace of guilt crawled into his heart, "I'm sorry."

The other party looked at her in amazement, "What?"

"No, nothing."

That was Keigo Atobe's fault, why did she say sorry?Tsurumi was astonished at the apology he subconsciously said.

Ambitious to question Atobe because he used his sad past as evidence?Rather than embarrassing Atobe, in fact, Miyoshi Tsurumi has never had extra sympathy for the misfortune of the former student council president.It's just pretending to be filled with righteous indignation for his own little secret purpose.

Seeing the limping young man in front of him who couldn't walk, the first thing that came to his heart was the joy of "fixed evidence".It wasn't until this moment that she truly realized her own cruelty.She who said those words in a righteous way was more cruel than the onlookers who watched with cold eyes.

Is this the justice that Miyoshi Tsurumi prides himself on?She didn't want to admit that that person was herself at all.

After that, she lowered her head and remained relatively silent all the way.

"Senior." Before parting at the door of the ward, Tsurumi called him in a low voice, "You..."

"Huh?" Seeing that the girl didn't continue for a while, the tall and thin former student council president looked at her suspiciously.

"How are you doing now?"

"Ah!" Looking at the girl, and then at his own legs, the other party suddenly realized, "Very good." He raised the corner of his mouth slightly. "It's not inconvenient. After all..." He pointed to his head and smiled, "It's not broken here."

In an instant, warm liquid rushed straight into the eye sockets.Tsurumi sniffed hurriedly, trying to hold back the tears that almost fell.Yeah?Good to see you happy.

"Then, thank you." He whispered in a barely audible voice.Tsurumi hurriedly lowered his head, trying to hide the embarrassing tears that almost welled up in his eyes.

"Goodbye." The former student council president nodded.

At this moment, the door behind the ward opened.

"Eh?" The tall and thin boy was slightly startled, looked at the person at the door, then at Tsurumi. "Oh, so the little girl came to visit you." He laughed.

Tsurumi turned his head back, subconsciously took two steps back, hit the former student council president behind him, and almost fell down.

Standing at the door, Atobe reached out his hand to stabilize Tsurumi who was about to fall, and looked at her coldly.

"You know each other." He said in a low voice, not a question but an undoubted affirmation.

"It just so happened that I met a sick and weak girl who helped me casually." The thin and tall boy answered him instead of Tsurumi with a restrained expression.

"You..." Atobe seemed to have noticed his existence just now, and diverted some of his attention rather stingily, mostly still focusing on Tsurumi, "Long time no see."

"Ah, long time no see. I'm doing very well, so don't worry about it." The thin and tall boy looked at Atobe with a smile, "It's really surprising that Atobe-kun would live in such a simple ward. Are there no roses?"

"It's not me who was hospitalized." Atobe finished correcting the misunderstanding of the other party's understanding, and turned to Tsurumi's impatient whisper, "If you want to go in, go in quickly."

"I..." Tsurumi looked at Atobe and then at the smiling former student council president.The enemies were extremely jealous when they met, and this eerie calm foreshadowed the more brutal storm that would follow.If the two clashed here, the president of the student council with a handy leg would definitely not be able to take advantage of it.This person helped her just now, how could he let her go...

"You should go." Atobe calmly drove away the tall and thin boy.

"It's rare to see you, so why bother to see outsiders like this." The tall and thin boy seemed to be in a good mood, and teased the other party with words.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, but I've grown a lot."

"That's natural. After all, people will always change. It's rare for me to be a little older than you."

Tsurumi, stuck in the middle like a wooden pestle, was confused by the verbal confrontation in front of her eyes. This strange scene of falling in love and wanting to kill was more like meeting enemies than enemies, so she didn't know how to react for a while, so she looked left and right stupidly .Suddenly, seeing Atobe, who had lost the wind in the verbal battle, suddenly moved, as if she was about to explode, she rushed forward and slammed Atobe whole into the door frame.

"Run." Before the drowsiness struck again, Tsurumi Buwang used his last bit of energy to remind the boy with handicapped legs.

"Eh?" The other party was stunned, and the eyes looking at Atobe suddenly became confused, "Did I disturb you?"

"Tsk." He spit out in displeasure, and Atobe, whose back was hurting from hitting the door frame, stretched out his hand to push Tsurumi, probably thinking that the other party was still ill, and then changed from push to push like he was dealing with the lazy Jiro, Push her aside.Unexpectedly, Tsurumi's feet went limp again, and he fell backwards.In desperation, Atobe had no choice but to roughly pull her towards him again, and pressed her against the door with his arms, finally straightening her up.

"Don't worry about this stupid woman." With so many situations happening in front of this person, it was almost impossible to hold on to the face.

"Hehe." The tall and thin boy smiled even wider, "He's such an interesting junior."

With such sticky eyes lingering ambiguously on his face, Atobe's composure finally gradually sank.

The author has something to say: I finally updated...

It's very difficult to squeeze out a chapter... ORZ still hasn't packed the original things.

I really liked the former student council president even though he was lame.

Thank you all for coming this time, so~ let me leave a message~ especially, this kind of Kawen's work that was barely written (you actually admitted Kawen)

PS Thanks to Jing Xiaoshu and Yan Jing (sorry, I always see it as Kariya) for mine~

35 The battle of two men

Chapter 35

"Aren't you too busy, huh?" Embarrassed, Atobe quickly turned his finger on Tsurumi, raised his eyebrows unnaturally, and exaggeratedly showed arrogance, "If you want to go in, it will be faster to find a doctor and give you an injection." Let me make the decision, don't stand here stupidly."

"I'm just a little weak in my feet, just drink some water." He replied weakly, being squeezed between the uncle's arm and the wall saved a lot of support strength, Tsurumi gasped heavily.The anti-inflammatory medicine I just swallowed seems to have worked, and now I don't have the urge to vomit, but I don't have the worries of the uncle of the vomiting department.

After all, the other party is not a good-tempered ninja Yushi, and if he loses his image in public, he will definitely pick her up angrily and spin her around a few times before throwing her like a discus.

"Oh?" Atobe glanced at the disheveled woman who looked like dried salted fish, and turned her head with disdain, "Sanji Nagamori, my lord..."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Atobe-kun, I have to catch the last bus." The former student council president named Sanji curled the corners of his lips reservedly, "There are many things to do when you are older, after all, you are not as leisurely as Atobe-kun. "

The inside and outside of the words are full of condescending overlooking of Atobe.Self-esteem is as strong as Atobe Jingwu, how could he suffer such contempt in vain, raised his eyebrows and was about to fight back, but was dragged by the suddenly revived salted fish next to him, "Atobe-sama, Atobe-sama, Atobe Grandpa, help me pour my saliva."

Taking advantage of this time, Sanji Yonghu-kun, who is not very convenient in his legs, walked away Shi Shiran, not forgetting to turn around ten meters away and throw a narrow and ambiguous look at the front.

Atobu, who had suffered a lot, glared at the dried salted fish that was obviously deliberately disrupting the situation, "You..."

"His legs are so inconvenient, can you have a little sympathy, Atobe-sama."

"Are you implying that my uncle wants to sympathize with you?"

"I'm just trying to persuade you to be kind. You're worrying too much, Atobe-sama."

"What do you think my uncle will do to him? Push him downstairs?" His eyes suddenly glared sharply, and Atobe looked into Tsurumi's eyes without hesitation.

"I don't think so." After a pause, Tsurumi added with a little embarrassment, "I mean now. Now I believe that the Atobe-kun I know is not such an excessive person."

The complacent old man seemed not at all interested in the words "trust Atobe-kun". His face was filled with the trust of fools like me, but his tone softened a lot.

"Hmph, in the first grade, that guy once challenged me to win the next semester's election and regain the position of student council president. I have been waiting for his application for election in the student union with great interest. But he quietly transferred to another school during the summer vacation. He is the first person who dared to release my uncle's pigeons."

"That's because he was injured and broke his leg. There is still a record of him falling from a building in the health room." Tsurumi couldn't bear to correct him, "Hey, Mr. Atobe, have you ever thought that maybe it's your follower What extreme things did you do to him because of the challenge book, forcing him to jump off the stairs?"

Hearing this, Atobe didn't even frown, and said Shi Shiran, "Huh? If that's the case, it's impossible for me not to hear the news. The different factions of your support club like to come to me very much." Make a small report on the opponent."

I wipe.Tsurumi couldn't help but rolled his eyes on the spot, it turned out that he really knew everything.

Atobe, however, dismissed Tsurumi's contemptuous white eyes, "Why do you think your support club has never had any serious incidents that cannot be handled?"

Was he implying that he was blocking it secretly?Tsurumi looked at Atobe in disbelief.

this suspicious