Pure love DK is number one in the world

Kizaki narrowed his eyes, and pinched Kozu Yuuhito's arm—Kojo Yuuto didn't respond because he didn't feel the pain, and looked at Nagasaki blankly: "Why are you pinching me?"

Nagasaki: "Don't you think Fuguro and that boy are weird?"

Hu Zhang scratched his head: "Aren't they good friends?"

Nazaki twitched the corners of his mouth: "You boys got smashed halfway, and you want to show it to your good brother to admire?"

Knotweed didn't think about it: "Is it possible? After all, being hit by a flower suddenly, it feels like being hit by good luck... Wow, what expression do you have?"

"A nauseous expression."

Nagasaki quickly dodges and distances three meters away from Kojou Yuhito, "Stay away from me!"

Knotweed: "...?"

Fu Heihui found an excuse casually, separated from the knotweed and the others, and walked slowly on the sidewalk alone with Murata.A motorcycle came from the opposite side, chasing the two of them, Yinshen slowed down, swiped his leg twice on the ground, and asked Murata, "Do you want to go back?"

When he asked Murata, he glanced at Fu Heihui again.

Murata: "I'll go back by myself later, don't wait for me."

"alright."

Yinshen shrugged, not worried.The boyfriend is still here, and he can't lose it anyway, Yinshen felt that he didn't need to worry about it in advance.

The motorcycle whizzed by in front of them, kicking up small clouds of dust in the hot summer sun.

Murata leaned on Fu Heihui's body, with half of his weight on his shoulders.Fu Heihui stood straight all the time, "The withdrawal period seems to be over in a month?"

Murata: "Ah, it seems to be."

He reached out his hand to feel in his haori pocket, took out the phone with melon seed shells on it, and turned on the screen: "Today is June [-]th... Well, indeed, the withdrawal period is not completely over yet-forget it! Whatever he wants, anyway, this kind of thing is like a carp in a pot, and the disaster that should come will never be avoided."

He is used to being heartless, and he will not obey the doctor's orders if he thinks there is no problem.Slightly tiptoeing and putting his arms on Fu Heihui's shoulders, Murata closed his eyes, and pressed his cheek against the back of Fu Heihui's neck.

Fu Heihui's hair is fluffy and soft, with the aroma of his usual shampoo, very clean and refreshing.

Murata's soft cheeks pressed against it, and his tone was vague: "It's too hot, I want to go to the movies. There are air conditioners in the movie theater."

Fu Heihui didn't answer, didn't say yes or no, but walked honestly towards the cinema.The nearest movie theater was about ten minutes away. Murata hung on Fu Heihui's back like a big cat that had been sunburned, and soon he was sweating from Fu Heihui.

A thin layer of sweat, the black spots close to the neck and forehead were slightly wet and sticky to the skin.He lowered his eyes and covered Murata's wrist dangling in front of his eyes, "Ah Li, it's too hot, don't stick to it all the time."

Murata didn't let go, and said perfunctorily: "Persist a little longer, boys, don't be so delicate, the movie theater will be here soon! Come on!"

Fu Heihui, who was sweating all over while being forced to carry the weight, said, "..."

He looked back sideways, and could only see half of Murata's pale face, and his left eye with the end slightly up.Murata didn't even bother to open his eyes, his eyelashes were lowered and half-closed.

The sunlight made his pale skin almost transparent, and the corners of his eyes were slightly pink.

Suddenly, Murata opened his eyes, curled the corners of his lips, and said triumphantly, "You peeked at me."

Fu Heihui: "I didn't peek, I was looking at it openly."

"The cinema is here."

Sure enough, Murata's attention was quickly snatched by the cinema.He stood up straight, trying to get away from Fu Heihui——just stood up a little, but got stuck again, because Fu Heihui still grabbed his wrist and didn't let go.

The temperature of Murata's wrist was a little lower, and after being covered by Fu Heihui's palm for a while, he also felt a little warm.He lay down again, with a lazy and soft tone, "Hui, it's too hot, don't stick close to me."

It is indeed too hot.

Fu Heihui felt that her hands were sweating, but she still held Murata's wrist, her fingers stroking the fair skin on the inside of his wrist.Murata moved his wrist and whispered, "It's very itchy."

So Fu Heihui didn't move his fingers, and asked him nonchalantly, "What do you want to see?"

"Well……"

Murata stood on tiptoe, with his chin resting on Fu Heihui's shoulder, watching today's movie - watching and watching, he belatedly asked, "Have you grown taller?"

Fu Heihui: "178."

Murata bent his finger and poked Fu Heihui's face, "Are you happy?"

Fu Heihui scowled, expressionless: "No."

Murata continued to poke, smiling: "Obviously I am very happy, and a good boy who is honest will be rewarded."

Fu Heihui pointed to a certain movie on the small blackboard: "Heidi and Grandpa, is it okay?"

Murata nodded with difficulty because his chin was on Fu Heihui's shoulder.Every time he nodded, his chin poked the dimple on Fu Heihui's shoulder—Fu Heihui felt itchy, but didn't hide, and raised his hand to push Murata's face.

Murata's cheek meat was soft.When he pushed it up, the piece of soft flesh nestled into the palm of his hand, as if it was about to spill out from between his fingers at any time.

so cute.

Want to pinch it.

He folded his fingers together, squeezed it lightly, and withdrew his hand calmly, paying attention to Murata from the corner of his eye.Murata didn't seem to realize that his face was pinched, and he frowned slightly, and asked Fu Heihui, "Do you want two servings of popcorn for snacks?"

Fu Heihui: "...Just order one. I don't eat popcorn—I don't like sweet ones. The popcorn in this movie theater is very sweet."

Murata nodded, put his arm over Fu Heihui, pressed a few times on the touch screen of the automatic ordering machine, and ordered black coffee and popcorn.

After paying, a receipt was printed under the ordering machine, Fu Heihui tore off the receipt, and took the receipt to the counter to pick up the meal.Murata waited for him to come back to pick up the meal, and the two entered the venue together.

The movie they ordered was too nostalgic, and there were only two people in the screening room, Murata and Fugurohui.Murata was familiar with the road and pulled Fu Heihui to sit in the middle of the third row.

Before the movie started, Murata lowered his head and opened the black coffee, took a sip, and frowned.He reached out his hand to feel in his pocket, took out two pieces of sugar cubes wrapped in rice paste paper, opened them and threw them into the black coffee can.

The whole movie lasted nearly two hours, and when they came out after watching the movie, it was already evening outside.Murata threw the empty black coffee can into the empty popcorn bucket, and was about to ask Fu Heihui to bring the garbage man in, when Fu Heihui took the popcorn bucket filled with garbage from his hand, "I'll go Throw out the trash, do you want something else to eat? I'll bring it back for you along the way."

Murata blinked: "Am I waiting for you here?"

Fu Heihui: "... If you want to follow me there, you can."

"never mind."

Murata sat down on the bench and said, "Go and throw it away, I'll wait for you here. I want to eat cotton candy, the kind that combines flavors."

Fu Heihui nodded: "Okay."

After Fu Heihui left, Murata took the time to look at his phone.He had told his family that he was coming back today, so he received a lot of messages on his phone—Murata replied one by one, and opened their class group again.

【Class one for two years

Zenyuan Zhenyi: Is the exchange match coming soon?

Milun Xia: There is still half a month left.

Zenyuan Zhenyi: Will Murata be able to come this year?Didn't he just go back to school this month?

Murata: No problem, I will go this year.

Zenyuan Zhenyi:! ! !

Sanlun Xia:! ! !

Mechanical Pill:! ! !

Murata: Rabbit Probe.jpg

Zenyuan Zhenyi: Knocking on the Rabbit's Head.jpg

Murata: Really, you stole my emoji!

Zenyuan Zhenyi: a little bit

Sanlun Xia: Uuuuuu are you going back to school?What time will you return?I feel like I haven't seen you in years qwq

Murata: Back to school tomorrow.

Jijiwan: ... Is the exchange match really okay?You just got out of the hospital—

Murata: No problem! Don't worry~]

"Cotton candy, a combination of flavors."

The marshmallows mixed with various flavors are colorful, like clouds in fairy tales.Fu Heihui handed the marshmallow to Murata, who took a lick and realized that Fu Heihui only bought one marshmallow.

He looked at Fu Heihui, then at the cotton candy in his hand.Fu Heihui added: "I don't like to eat this."

Murata: "Then aren't you hungry? How about we go have a barbecue?"

The shining eyes of Fugurohui and her lover met, and Murata looked very much looking forward to the barbecue.

"……it is good."

It's hard to say no.

He is good at acting like a baby.

What is this?Natural skills?

In the end, most of the barbecue went into Murata's stomach.The owner of the barbecue stall was not so strict, and Murata did not wear a school uniform, so he asked for a bottle of canned beer.

After wandering outside all afternoon, it was past eight o'clock when they finished their barbecue.Fortunately, Murata's house is nearby, and it only takes three stops to get there by bus.

But Murata felt that he had eaten too much, so he took Fu Heihui to take a walk to digest food.He hadn't finished his beer yet, so he took two sips from the can while walking.

He is wearing a white shirt with the top two buttons habitually undone. Every time he drinks alcohol, the emerald dragonfly on his throat moves with his Adam's apple.Murata didn't seem to know how attractive the dragonfly was, and kept turning his head to talk to Fu Heihui.

At night, the smell of cherry blossoms on both sides of the road suddenly became much stronger.

After Murata drank some wine, his mood became better, which was embodied in the fact that he started humming the short tune that Fu Heihui couldn't understand.He walked briskly, sometimes walking in front of Fu Heihui, and then quickly stopped to wait for Fu Heihui, smiling with crooked eyes.

Fu Heihui walked away for a while and asked, "This tune...is it a song?"

The short tune that Murata was humming was suddenly interrupted.He paused, and said: "A song about evil spirits. Is it our folk song? It's almost like this. In fact, I have forgotten the lyrics, and only remember the tune."

"Um……"

Fu Heihui answered casually, and his eyes were unconsciously attracted by the dragonfly on Murata's neck.

Murata's skin is very pale, and a high-brightness green appears on the pale skin, which seems to be the same color as Fuguro's eyes.The color is painted on the most vulnerable throat of human beings, and it is painted like a dragonfly with wings spread.

He stares too clearly, and Murata is the type of person who is particularly sensitive to other people's gazes.

"Are you looking at this?"

Murata's tone was full of doubts. In order to confirm, he stretched out his hand like a demonstration, and touched his Adam's apple in front of Fu Heihui - the blue dragonfly was held down by his pale fingers, and the soft skin was slightly sunken .

Fu Heihui's mind was blank for a moment, and he unconsciously said something that crossed the line: "Can I... touch it?"

"Ugh?!"

Unexpectedly, Fu Heihui would make such a request, Murata was a little surprised.Fu Heihui reacted, pursed his lips, but did not take back that sentence.

He pinched the tip of the hair hanging on his forehead, his eyes drifted away, and his ears were hot, but he insisted and repeated: "The mark on your throat...can I touch it?"

Although Murata was surprised, he didn't want to refuse.He even raised his head slightly, so that the entire fragile throat was completely exposed in front of Fu Heihui, and his pale and thin fingers hooked the collar of the shirt and pulled it aside.

"Okay, let's touch it. Wow, your expression was so serious just now, I thought you were going to say something big... Well, wait, it's a little itchy to touch..."

The skin explored by the fingers is soft, but not delicate.After all, it's a boy - when he stroked his Adam's apple, he could feel the cartilage squirming nervously, and even the dragonfly was fluttering its wings.

Murata couldn't help but want to blink, feeling very strange, a little thirsty and itchy, and couldn't tell whether it was the heart or the throat.

Because of the posture of raising his head, what he sees are overlapping dense green branches and leaves and scattered crimson cherry blossoms.

The heartbeat seemed to be getting faster and faster.

He rolled his Adam's apple and said, "Do you want to kiss?"

The shade of the tree just blocked the light, and there was a dim and interlaced light under the flowering tree.When the light falls through the leaf gaps, it has a shape, like many slender ribbons.

The cherry blossom tree shook abruptly, as if it had been roughly bumped by someone.A few petals tumbled down, and were carried away by the slightly hot summer night wind.

After a while, Murata and Fu Heihui came out from the shade of the tree.They neither stood side by side nor held hands, and even kept a subtle distance.

Murata touched his neck and felt that his Adam's apple was a little wet.

Fu Heihui pinched his hot ears, and when he spoke, his voice was calm against the owner's wishes: "The color of that pattern seems to have darkened."

Murata: "Because it's affected by the heartbeat and breathing rate... right?"

Fu Heihui: "...um."

The dragonfly pressed under the palm has tooth marks at the end of its wings.

Dragonflies are wet dragonflies.