I want to stay with you till the end

Atobe Keigo went downstairs, looked around, and saw the red-haired girl squatting at the door of the building at a glance. The red hair was shining brightly in the sun, but she hugged herself and remained motionless, like a sculpture.

Atobe Keigo walked up to her and said, "Stand up."

Xiang Ridong finished his meal, but still crouched motionless and hugged himself.

Atobe Keigo frowned slightly, "To the end of winter, you—"

Halfway through, Keigo Atobe sighed helplessly, "Forget it."

He knelt down/body up, raised his palm to caress the girl's red hair, and whispered, "What's the matter, huh?"

"Atobe...I want to see you." The girl's voice was trembling with sobs, and her back was slightly trembling because of crying. She raised her volume and said, "I want to see you."

Caressing the girl's red-haired palm, Atobe Keigo's eyes were deep, and he said, "So you squatted in front of the student union building crying like this?"

Xiang Ridong choked with sobs, but didn't make a sound.

The breeze blows gently.

Atobe Keigo brushed away the red hair that was hanging down at Nifujin, "Raise your head."

She buried her face in her arms, her voice trembling with tears: "Don't..."

"Why?" he asked patiently.

"Ugly."

Atobe Keigo chuckled, the tear moles at the corners of his eyes were gorgeous and seductive, "It wasn't so pretty at first."

"..." Xiang Ridong didn't bother to refute.

Atobe Keigo put away his smile, then slowed down and said, "Look up, huh?"

The haughty and elegant voice carried a hint of coaxing.

Xiang Ridongjin struggled a bit, and slowly raised his head, the face covered by the red hair was crying, with tears all over his face, his eyes were also red, and so was the tip of his nose.

Atobe Keigo took out a handkerchief, gently wiped a tear that was about to fall from the corner of her eye, and said mockingly: "It's really ugly."

Xiang Ridong didn't care whether he had an image or not, and just stared at him.

Atobe Keigo shoved the handkerchief into her hand disapprovingly, then stood up with noble and elegant movements, "Wipe clean, huh?"

Xiang Ridongjin picked up a handkerchief and wiped it on his face indiscriminately, closed his eyes, and the previous scenes kept flashing in his mind, the cold eyes of Ninzu Yuuji, the gentle smile of Takeuchi Kiyoshi...

Didn't he say that he would always be by her side? Didn't he say that he would believe in his love...

But why, why...

Atobe Keigo frowned, and said impatiently: "Why are you wiping more and more tears, ah?"

He forcefully took the handkerchief from her hand, lifted her chin with his big hand, raised her face to face him, and wiped her tears with the other hand.

"It hurts, it hurts..." Xiang Ridong felt helpless because of Keigo Atobe's strength.

Atobe Jingwu glanced at her contemptuously: "This uncle has never wiped away tears. If it weren't for watching you cry while wiping, it would be troublesome. This uncle would not care about you, so I just let it go, ah kindness?"

The words are arrogant and arrogant, but the movements of the hands are light.

Atobe Keigo stuffed the handkerchief into Xiang RiFuJin's hand, "Come to my office, huh?"

The person who stopped Xiang Ridongji before saw the president coming downstairs, and now he personally brought the red-haired girl into the building with a look of astonishment.

"Xiang Ri Dong Jin," Atobe Keigo stood on the stairs, turned around and looked at Xiang Ri Dong Jin behind him, "Are you a turtle?"

Xiang Ridong rubbed his nose, "I'm not a turtle!"

Atobe Keigo's lips curved into a smile, "Then go faster."

But now I really can't be active, I wish I could find a quiet place to stay motionless for a whole day... Xiang Ridongjin moved slowly while thinking negatively in his heart.

Finally, Keigo Atobe couldn't take it anymore, he backed up, and stood in front of Xiang Ridongjin: "It's really rare that our red-haired little witch will look so weak one day."

She just curled her lips, not even wanting to refute.

Atobe Keigo's eyes froze, and he grabbed Xiang Ridongjin's wrist, "There is really nothing I can do about you."

×××

After entering the office, Keigo Atobe closed the office door and let go of Xiang Ridongjin's wrist. He raised his chin and nodded towards the sofa, "Sit there, huh?"

"Oh." Xiang Ridong sat down obediently.

Atobe Keigo sat next to her, his eyes fell on her red hair, "I'm really not used to such a lifeless end to the sun."

"Lifeless?"

"Like a useless puppet, at the mercy of others."

"..."

Atobe Keigo felt that the air was stuffy, and Xiang Ridong was not as full of vigor and vitality as usual.

"What happened, huh?"

Xiang Ridong fell silent, and clasped his hands unconsciously.

Atobe Keigo waited quietly for a while, but didn't hear Xiang Ridongjin's next words, so he stood up, "I'll get you a glass of water."

Xiang Ridong seemed as if a switch had been pressed suddenly, as if a marionette had suddenly moved. She raised her head and watched the young man standing up beside her, with the noble figure facing away from him.

—I'll get you a glass of water.

That is the emperor of more than 1000 Ice Emperors...

"Atobe," she called him hastily.

Atobe Keigo turned around and frowned at her: "——Ah?"

Xiang Ridong hurriedly stood up, "If you want to drink water, I can pour it myself, you..."

Atobe Keigo chuckled, his noble and handsome eyes were full of charm, and he looked at her lazily: "Who do you think I am?"

"...Who?" Xiang Ridong repeated this wording in a daze.

Atobe Jingwu pursed his lips into a smile, and said, "Do you think this uncle is someone who opens his mouth with clothes and hands, ah?"

"...But you are the only young master of the Atobe family." Such a noble and coveted low position.

"But I'm just a 15-year-old middle school student." Keigo Atobe continued to walk towards the water dispenser, with a lazy and leisurely voice: "It's not a rich man who needs others to serve him even to pour water."

Xiang Ridong opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

She sat back on the sofa again, and after a while, Keigo Atobe came over with two cups, and handed her a glass of water.

Xiang Ridong held the glass with both hands, the water in the glass was clear and transparent, bubbling with dense steam.

"Atobe..." Xiang Ridong sorted out the emotions in his heart, and then said: "What is our relationship?"

The boy sitting beside her paused, his eyes were deep, "What do you think it is, huh?"

Xiang Ridong squeezed the cup tightly in his palm, "I think we are friends, a very good kind, but I think again, Atobe has never said anything like being friends with me, and I'm afraid Saying we are friends is my own way of being too sentimental..."

"I think so much." Atobe Keigo chuckled.

Xiang Ridong was startled for a moment, then lowered his head in frustration, a strand of red hair fell down, "You said the same..."

"..." Keigo Atobe looked at her silently.

"You all say that I think too much. Is it true that my personality is so suspicious and I always like to think too much." The hand holding the cup couldn't help but try to restrain the emotions that he had finally calmed down: "This way Isn't it...very disgusting."

That's what Xiao Yuan Qing'an said, she always thinks in a mess.

Aya Riho said the same thing, she just tends to think too much.

She didn't think so until Yuji Ninzu also said...why do you always think too much?

Now, Atobe says the same thing.

Is it true that I love to think too much, is it that I really hate this kind of self...

Something rolled down from the corner of his eyes and fell into the cup in his hand, causing small splashes of hot water.

Atobe Keigo raised his hand, and tucked Xiang Ridongjin's strand of red hair that had fallen on the side of his face behind his ears, and looked at her eyelashes that were still a little wet, and her fair face was full of tears from crying. His face was embarrassed, and his red hair made him look even more pale and helpless.

With such an expression, Keigo Atobe couldn't help but soften his heart.

He sighed softly, gently stroking a strand of her red hair, "I don't hate it."

Xiang Ridong was startled, "What?"

Gently stroking a strand of red hair next to her ear with his fingers, he looked at her deeply, "I don't hate you."

"why?"

The corner of Atobe Keigo's lips could not help but smile: "Where do you get so many why, huh?"

Xiang Ridong asked stubbornly, "Why?"

"Why do you ask why?" Keigo Atobe raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "Don't I need a reason if I don't hate you, huh?"

Xiang Ridong rubbed his nose, "Look, you just dislike me for thinking too much. I just asked why, and you... became impatient."

Atobe Keigo laughed, the moles of tears at the corners of his eyes were full of charm, "Okay, put away your little grieving woman's expression, it's really not gorgeous."

Xiang Ridong glared at him: "You are the little bitter woman!"

Atobe Keigo smiled: "The face is wrinkled like a bun, and you still say no, huh?"

"You are like a bun!" She glared at him again.

Atobe Keigo laughed a few times, and then looked at her carefully, with a soft expression, "This is how she looks like a red-haired little witch, to the end of the sun and winter."

"It's really hard to get used to seeing you lifeless."

"Knock, knock..." There was a knock on the door.

Atobe Keigo glanced at the direction of the door, then stood up, "Sit down for a while."

Xiang Ridong looked at Keigo Atobe and opened the door, "What's the matter, huh?"

Xiang Ridong heard the person at the door whispering something, she looked at Atobe Keigo, and saw that his brows were gradually frowning.

Probably something more important?I should let people come in and talk slowly...

She looked at herself, and then suddenly realized that it might be inconvenient for Atobe to let people in?

Xiang Ridong rubbed between his brows, he really is a trouble wherever he goes.

I shouldn't have troubled Atobe. This time happened to be the time when Atobe was dealing with the affairs of the student union. I really would make trouble.

To the end of the sun, you are a big problem.