I want to stay with you till the end

The huge room was so quiet that one could hear the sound of his own blood flowing backwards, Xiang Ridong opened his mouth after a while and said, "I feel a little uncomfortable...can we go there later?"

Atobe Keigo walked straight over, and without waiting for Xiang Ridong to retreat, he stroked his forehead with a big hand.

"Where does it hurt?"

Xiang Ridong shook his head, "No, I don't understand..."

"Then sit down for a while. If it doesn't work, then change another day. It's a bit late today." Keigo Atobe probably saw her face turning pale, and her tone of voice was soft.

But speaking in such a tone...is it really Keigo Atobe?

When had she ever seen Keigo Atobe who spoke like this? The young man she remembered always had a noble and leisurely look, as lofty as an emperor.

"Atobe, have you ever cared about someone?"

Atobe Jingwu was startled, and then laughed: "What's the problem, ah?"

She said it again, "Have you ever cared about someone?"

"Ah."

"You care about a person... what is it like?" She found that she was a little afraid to look at his face, and she didn't dare to look at his smiling eyes when he lowered his head to talk to her. She was afraid of those eyes, afraid of those always Can see through the depths of oneself.

She buried her face in her arms and said sullenly, "Is it as gentle as it is to me?"

Gentle seems to be the wrong word to use?A flamboyant person like Keigo Atobe seems to have nothing to do with the word tenderness. It may be that she has too few words accumulated in her brain. She thought of Keigo Atobe's concern for her, his careful movements and carefulness. She is so considerate, she can only think of the word "gentle".

It doesn't matter if it's not used right... She thinks the word is not wrong.

Atobe Keigo should also have a gentle person in his heart, although he always looks like "no one is gorgeous" on the surface.

"Gentle, huh?" Atobe Keigo chuckled with disdain.

Sure enough, the use of the word "gentle" is not in line with the uncle's wishes?

Xiang Ridong held his chin and said, "If you were not gentle, you could have left me in the park and left me alone. In the final analysis, you still can't rest assured that I am alone."

"That's just..."

"If you are not gentle, you will not appear in front of me again and again. I still remember that you once said to me, 'If you can't solve it with patience, what will you do? I don’t even know anymore’, in fact, it’s none of your business at all.”

"..."

"If you weren't gentle, when you saw me practicing tennis alone in school, you wouldn't come up with the idea of ​​training your left hand, and you wouldn't have a camp in Kanagawa."

Xiang Ridongjin still didn't dare to raise his head to look at her, he lowered his head and said in a muffled voice: "Actually, you pretend to be a bad person on the surface, but you are obviously a soft and good boy in your heart."

"My uncle just saw that you are so stubborn and desperate. Anyway, it doesn't take much effort to help you, huh?"

Xiang Ridongjin smiled, "Do you want to watch anime?"

"..." Keigo Atobe had reached his limit patiently discussing unnutritious topics with the person beside him.

"Did you know that you resemble a certain character in an anime character?"

He glanced at her.

"It's Tsundere."

"..." Keigo Atobe fell silent.Tsundere... what is it?

Xiang Ridong felt that his mood gradually calmed down, and sure enough, the boring conversation was very healing, "It's nothing, I was joking, and you don't watch anime that is not gorgeous, of course you don't know."

She raised her head and looked at Keigo Atobe's side face, "But I just thought of one thing, and I feel that your heart is actually very gentle."

"The word can no longer be gentle, huh?" He frowned.

"Don't worry about these details, the point is not here, the point is why there is "Andersen's Fairy Tales" in your bookcase?" Xiang Ridong looked curious.

Atobe Keigo was startled, "Andersen's Fairy Tales?"

Xiang Ridong nodded, "It's the one I was looking for just now."

"..." Keigo Atobe paused and said, "I watched it when I was young."

"Did you also read fairy tales when you were young?" Why do you think that fairy tales have nothing to do with Keigo Atobe, even Keigo Atobe when he was a child.

"Of course it's not my uncle's book, that kind of not gorgeous book..." He whispered, "That's not my uncle's book, it was given to me by a playmate when I was young when he left Japan."

At that time, I really couldn't laugh or cry, why did you give him a copy of "Andersen's Fairy Tales", did he look like a little boy who read fairy tales?

But she smiled and said, Atobe-kun needs fairy tales, Atobe-kun seems not very happy, this is my favorite book, Atobe-kun will be happy in the future.

He was helpless, but it was very impolite to refuse a gift from others, so he accepted the book.

The fairy tales you like may not necessarily bring me happiness, because I don't like those childish things.

After a while, Keigo Atobe asked, "Do you feel better?"

"It's okay..." But I don't know how to face you, let alone go to see your mother. I didn't think much about it, but now I somehow misunderstand the parents and talk about marriage... Sure enough, I am very sad. Do you like to think too much?

"Let me take you home, huh?"

Xiang Ridong raised his head, "Is this okay?" Didn't your mother want to see me?

"It's not a must. If you feel unwell, go home early, huh?" In fact, the doctor at home should be called to take a look at her, but it seems that she is not feeling physically uncomfortable, but in her heart.

Hearing Keigo Atobe said to prepare a car, Butler Yamamoto asked, "Do you need a driver?"

Atobe Keigo raised his hand, "My uncle will send her back."

Xiang Ridong sat in the co-pilot's seat, and Keigo Atobe turned to fasten her seat belt. The close contact brought out the unique smell of Keigo Atobe. She was a little nervous and her body was stiff. .

"Actually, you don't have to wear a seat belt. Anyway, it won't take long."

Atobe Keigo chuckled, "You trust me so much, huh?"

"Where is this and where?"

"The co-pilot position is the most unsafe position. If something happens to my uncle's driving..." He raised his eyes and looked at her. "The most injured person is you sitting in the co-pilot position."

The depth and content of what he said carried the meaning of life and death.

"So put on your seat belt obediently, huh?" With a little coaxing tone.

"I believe you will protect my safety." She didn't know why she could trust Keigo Atobe wholeheartedly, obviously he was still a 15-year-old boy, not even old enough to get a driver's license.

But he seems to be using his dad's driver's license...you can get away with it.

Hearing Xiang Ridongjin's words, Atobe Keigo looked at her face, with a smile on the corner of his lips, which seemed different from his usual arrogance and arrogance, that smile was satisfied like a child, he quietly Looking at her face, he whispered, "Good girl."

When getting out of the car, Xiang Nidongjin waved to Atobe Keigo, "Then I'll go in, see you tomorrow."

"Have a good rest, huh?"

"I know, the chairman must be quite tired after a busy day today, and SAMA Atobe should also pay attention to rest!" She wanted to smile a little more happily, after all, things like thoughts should not be revealed casually.

After saying goodbye, Xiang Ridong started to walk towards her home. When she walked into the gate, she turned her head and took a look, and found that Keigo Atobe's car was still parked on the opposite side of the long street. Looking carefully, the car The people inside were still looking at her.

For a moment, the eyes are a little moist.

Xiang Ridong abruptly changed the direction and ran towards Atobe Keigo.

Atobe Keigo rolled down the car window, watched the red-haired girl walk safely to the door of the house, closed the window, started the car and was about to leave, but suddenly saw the red-haired girl turn around and run back.

"Did you forget to take something, huh?"

Xiang Ridong leaned over and patted the car window, "Can you open the car window?"

After the car window was opened, Xiang Ridongji's voice came in clearly, and her shortness of breath after running just now, he asked, "What's the matter, ah?"

"Atobe, you..." She paused, "Do you have someone you like?"

He was startled, and looked at her with heavy eyes, "Why are you asking this?"

Atobe Keigo's reaction seemed a little unhappy, and Xiang Ridong touched his head: "I just want to ask...all boys of this age have been in love, not to mention you are so good, so Many people like it."

"I made a special trip here just to ask this kind of question, Xiang Ridongjin, you really are a gossip."

Keigo Atobe said this. It seems that this question is really too sharp. After all, it is their privacy. It is normal for people not to tell you, and it is really not polite to ask such a question... look.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I just suddenly... wanted to ask..." She smiled awkwardly, "Don't be too angry at Atobe, maybe I'm a bit of a gossip."

But he was quite unwilling, probably because Atobe had never rejected him, so he took it for granted that he answered his question.

You just saved him once by mistake, and you think you are the most special existence? It's really shameful to take advantage of other people's gratitude.

Xiang Ridong turned around and walked away.

"Have."

The footsteps of leaving froze, and Xiang Ridong turned back in a daze, "What? Are you answering my question just now?"

"Ah."

Under the sky rendered by the setting sun, the gorgeous light seems to be dyed on the girl's red hair, which is very beautiful. "Then what kind of girl is she?"

What kind of girl?

Atobe Jingwu pursed his lips, and after a while, he raised his head and looked into her eyes. The eyes of the flamboyant and rebellious young man unexpectedly revealed gentleness, and his voice was low, "She is a..."

He looked straight at her, and when his eyes met, her heartbeat was as erratic as the evening wind.

"It's a self-righteous and heartless stupid woman."

"Aha? Master, why is your aesthetic like this?" She didn't realize that her voice was a little obscure.

The evening breeze ruffled her hair.

After a long time, she heard his deep and good voice, "I also find it incredible."