season sakura story

Qianye glanced at the notebook lying in front of him, with embarrassment on his face, and he was familiar with it in an instant.She glanced back at the owner of the thing, Oda was looking at her innocently and indifferently, she wanted to dig a hole to get in, and was annoyed at Oda's meddling in her heart.

My voice was flat, without breaking through the embarrassment of others, "Atobe, you asked me for the information before. I recorded the content in the notebook."

There was a slight smile in Atobe's voice, "Yeah." I don't know if I think the matter is funny, or I think it's funny that I opened my eyes and said the vernacular.

I tried to look calm.

The people around looked at the movement here, and they were quite speechless and amused at the action of me sending something out and just lying in the middle.But looking at the atmosphere here, I had to pretend that I didn't see anything.

I stood up, "I'm going to the bathroom." Then I left the box.

Unexpectedly, Chiba also followed me out of the box.

The two parties went out, and the atmosphere of gossip in the box became active again.

A boy bumped Atobe's shoulder, "Atobe, do you really have any relationship with that Oda?"

Others also looked curious, but some had a better relationship with Qianye, "How is it possible, Qianye looks much better than her, Qianye is versatile."

Atobe's voice was flat, "Friend."

A few people looked at Atobe with some understanding.Atobe's friend is one step closer than Oda's deskmate.

Atobe stroked the mole, "Don't guess. They are just friends."

Atobe knew that if someone noticed too soon, she would run away.

Seeing Atobe's calm expression, everyone had no choice but to stop gossiping.

Atobe pressed the corners of his eyes, "I'll go out for a while."

Enduring a smile at the corner of his mouth, he thought to himself, "There are times when Atobe can't stand the gossip and ask and run away."

I went out of the bathroom, just in time to meet Chiba standing at the door.I looked at her suspiciously.

She said directly, "I'm waiting for you."

I asked with my eyes, "what am I waiting for?"

She said with a bit of embarrassment in her tone, "Did you do it on purpose?"

I wiped my hands, "You said when you were in the box?"

She looked at me like you knew it.I didn't play around, "I did it on purpose."

She was about to ask me why, and I told her all directly, "You guessed right, I want to be Atobe's girlfriend, but I don't have that kind of relationship with him now, and he doesn't think that way about me either. "

Her tone was a little accusatory, and she frowned, "Then what is your identity to stop you like that?"

I looked at her and said seriously, "But I'm working hard. I don't care if you usually don't see him, but you can't when I'm around. Although you are not his girlfriend, if he is with other people When a person has an ambiguous relationship, I will not take one step closer. Similarly, if he has a girlfriend. I don’t want to be his girlfriend in the end, so I will definitely stop others from treating him like this.”

Qianye looked at me, shocked by my frankness and domineering, she pointed at me, speechless for a long time, and finally could only accuse, "You...you are simply incomprehensible!"

I was noncommittal to her words, and continued, "So, if you don't want me to obstruct you, the best way is to have evidence to convince me that you and Atobe are having an affair, or you just let him admit that you are his girlfriend, Then I will be far away."

"Are you mocking me?" Her face turned red and white.

I said honestly, "Why am I being sarcastic. I'm just telling the truth."

I bypassed her and walked to the box, "Then I'll go in first."

She pulled me back, "Are you kidding me?"

I looked at her strangely, "Why did I laugh at you?" Seeing the embarrassment and embarrassment on her face, I turned around and stood still, "As a girl, why should I laugh at you?" After a pause, "But your method is wrong."

Her expression suddenly became haughty and sharp, "Why do you teach me that I used the wrong method?"

I glanced at her, "Actually, you don't need to stab me like this. You can judge right and wrong in your heart, and you don't need others to remind you."

She let go of my arm, "You are a very interesting person." After a pause, "It's a pity we can't be friends."

I straightened the folds on my sleeves, "Yeah."

Atobe looked at the figures walking towards the box one after the other. He leaned against the aisle. Chiba thought that Oda was being sarcastic, but Atobe knew that Oda was telling the truth. She had a bottom line in her heart. She won't touch her girlfriend's boy at all, even if she has a last resort reason, not because she is particularly arrogant and clean, but because she thinks it is immoral.

Atobe wondered if he should be thankful that he has always kept himself clean, and Oda has her reasons to stay by his side.

Atobe put his hands in his pockets and walked to the box.

The following gatherings were much more normal, and nothing embarrassing happened.

The party ended at four o'clock in the afternoon.Atobe said to Chiba, "You go back first, I still have things to do."

Chiba looked at me as if I was going to go with Atobe, pointed at me and asked, "What about her?"

"She has a job." Atobe waved to the friend who was going away.

"With you?" Chiba asked suspiciously.

"Hmm." Atobe replied.

Chiba stood behind Atobe and me for a while, then raised her head and said to Atobe, "Atobe, I want to visit the place where you work."

Atobe looked back at her, "Then let's go together."

I am now listening to them talking next to Chiba, and most of the time it is Chiba who is talking, and Atobe returns one or two monosyllables.But even so, I can see that Atobe has more patience with Chiba than with ordinary girls.

The friendship of childhood sweethearts cannot be faked.Then I will be gentler with Chiba next time.

When I got on the train, I found a seat and fell asleep. Chiba and Atobe were sitting next to me and chatting.

Atobe has been paying attention to Oda, seeing that she has no intention of intervening in the chat at all, and she still falls asleep with her head tilted as before when she gets on the tram.There is always a slight cyan under her eyes.

Atobe closed his eyes, and Chiba who was sitting in the middle didn't speak anymore.

When we arrived at the hotel, Atobe said to me directly, "Go to my assistant and he will arrange it for you."

"Yeah." I left the two of them alone and went to the secretary's office by myself.I thought to myself, "A new assistant?" Recently, it seems that Atobe has directly told me about work.

I stayed in the small box where I worked before to translate the documents. I looked down at the documents for more than an hour. My head and shoulders were a little sore. When I raised my head and beat myself, the door of the box opened and Chiba walked in. .

She glanced around, "You work here?"

I nodded.

Chiba took another careful look at the facilities in this box. It was not as good as Atobe's office, and Atobe would not come here even if he wanted to.

"Are you working here by yourself?"

I looked at her suspiciously, "Why not?"

"Can't you take the translated documents home?" she asked again.

I turned my head to let myself relax, Qianye obviously disliked my indecent movements, but he let out a sigh of relief.

I didn't bother to guess what her mental activities were, so I just replied, "Probably there is a confidentiality requirement." So I didn't let her take it back.

Qianye sat here for a while, and finally left after seeing that no one came in.But I really didn't notice when she left, and when I looked up, it was already gone.

I murmured softly, "Strange, why do you have time to stay with me?" Shouldn't you be staying with Atobe?

I didn't know that Atobe really didn't say anything when he was sitting at his desk.Qianye was still very discerning and didn't take the initiative to chat with him to disturb him.But it was boring after sitting for a long time, so she wanted to come and see me, her rival in love.

She told Atobe to go back directly, but she abducted to me.I also sat for a long time and didn't notice any movement. I thought that although I worked with Atobe, but there was really no communication, so I went back to Atobe's house with peace of mind.

Of course, I don't know her series of thoughts.

Atobe raised his wrist and looked at the clock. It was already seven o'clock, and it was usually time for dinner at this time.He called and asked his assistant to bring the meal to the office.

Someone knocked on the door, "I'm Assistant Sato Sai." I said, "Come in."

He came in and said to me, "Master Atobe asked you to go to his office."

I looked up, "Okay, I'll go right away."

Sato Sai stood at the door and seemed to be waiting for me to go there together, so I didn't hesitate, just about to put down the documents and leave, Sato added, "You take everything with you."

I was a little confused, but thinking that it might be the same as last time, there were some precautions to be mentioned on the document, so I packed my things and held them in my arms, "Let's go then."

When I arrived at the door of Atobe's office, Mr. Sato said to me, "Okay, you go in."

I nodded to him, "Thank you."

I knocked on the door and went in. Atobe looked up and saw that it was me, pointing directly at the sofa next to the coffee table, "Go and sit."

I looked at the two meals on the coffee table and pursed my lips. I was indeed a little hungry.

Atobe came over and sat down next to me, "Let's eat."

I hesitate.

Atobe opened the lid of the lunch box, "I work here, and the meals are provided by the hotel for free."

After hearing what he said, I didn't hesitate and opened the lunch box directly.In fact, I was planning to eat it, but I just wanted to know where the meal came from.This time has passed the meal time, and it is a bit strange to still be able to deliver food.

I looked at the dishes, and it was indeed a relatively ordinary staff meal in the hotel, but it was rich enough.

I looked at the eye mark department, "You eat this too?"

He glanced at me lightly, "Why, I can't eat it?"

I waved my hand, "Of course not." He added, "It's just a little strange."

Atobe picked out what he didn't like, thinking to himself, "Why is the food here so not gorgeous?" He said, "Save the trouble."

I glanced at the piles of documents on his desk, and it seemed that he was really busy.

I haven't used my chopsticks yet. Seeing Atobe being so picky, I feel like laughing.Thinking about his good intentions, eating the same food as others must be out of concern for the other party's feelings, and he does not want the other party to feel class differences.I used to see him always like this with his friends, but his friends are not as sensitive and stubborn as me, so he can take advantage of the situation and offer the other party the same as him, but I would definitely refuse.

I gave him what he liked in my bowl, but put it on the lid of the lunch box so as not to touch his bowl, in case he didn't like it, so he didn't have to eat it.By the way, he explained, "These chopsticks are clean."

He gave me a slightly surprised look at first, and then gave me all the things in his box that he had picked aside.

I:"……"

I thought he had a strong cleanliness, but now it seems that I am a bit cleanliness... I looked at the extra dishes in the bowl, and looked at Atobe's calm expression, did I make a big deal out of a molehill?He probably didn't use chopsticks to eat it before serving it to me...

I was embarrassed to be too obvious, so I had to eat in silence.

Atobe ate the food, thinking to himself, "It tastes good." He looked at Oda next to him who buried his head a little deep and lowered his head to eat, his brows and eyes stretched a little, "By the way, the book you gave me today has Is the information I want?"

I turned to look at him, Atobe looked serious, I thought, he wouldn't know why I said that, right?

"Are you sure it's for me?" He asked again.

I don't think I'll admit that it was to avoid Qianye and him kissing, I stood there deliberately, and then I had to say that.If he pretends to be stupid, do I still want to tell him that he knows, and then he deliberately asks me what I know? Is it possible that I have to explain it to him?It's embarrassing to think about it.

I had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Yeah."

"Oh." His voice was cheerful, "I just flipped through it, and there happened to be more than a dozen love poems in it." He turned his head and looked at me, there was a small light in his eyes, and there was a little joke, "So it is written For me to see?"

I really forgot, that notebook is the record of my translation of Chinese poems, and it just so happens that I have recently submitted to the love column, so all the translations are love poems.

I had no choice but to explain dryly, "I took the wrong one." I added, "Give me back that book."

He ate his meal gracefully, and after chewing the food in his mouth, he said to me unhurriedly, "My uncle thinks those poems are very interesting, the left and right are just your drafts, please leave them with me for now. "

"But, that..."

He continued, "My uncle also knows some literature, so I want to keep it for a look. Besides, you didn't write those poems, you are a translator, so why are you so nervous?"

"That's right..." But I always feel that there is something strange...

I want to add that after Atobe finished eating, he put down his chopsticks and said to me, "Clean up this place after you finish eating." Then he returned to his office seat and began to read documents.

I saw that he had entered the working state so quickly, so I had no choice but to stop bothering him.

Atobe looked at the girl sitting by the coffee table with a confused expression on his face. He picked up the water glass next to him and took a sip, with the corners of his mouth raised a little.

When I walked out of his office with Atobe at night, I looked at his calm eyebrows and thought about what I heard when I had a party with his friends today, and I felt a little strange emotion in my heart.

His straight back seems to have always been so reliable and gives people a sense of security, but how many people really care about what he went through when he was a child to grow up like this.

Atobe stopped, and when he turned around, he saw Oda's distressed and thoughtful expression that he hadn't had time to hide.He paused, and walked up to the other party, "What's the matter?" His voice was flat but couldn't hide the concern in the sentence.

I looked up at his resolute eyebrows and shook my head with a gentle expression, "It's nothing."

Seeing that I didn't say anything, he didn't ask anything, "Then let's go."

When I got to the door, I still couldn't restrain my inner feelings.Just like a person with normal emotional communication, reciprocate, and I should suppress the usual range of concern?

"Atobe, have you always been like this?" I asked in a slightly unsteady tone.

He stood still, his back stiffened for a moment, "What is it like?"

I slowly walked in front of him, looked at his shoulders that were level with my head, "I have been such a little adult since I was a child."

I looked up at his facial expression.

Atobe looked at the girl in front of him with a soft expression and undisguised concern in his eyes, his heart softened, "That's great, this girl understands everything, she can see everything."

Atobe thought of the past, was in a daze for a moment, and his tone was a little distant, "I don't remember some of them."

When I was very young, I carried some responsibilities on my back for too long, and I had already forgotten the days when I walked alone in the past. Now I think of those pictures of falling down, crying, and gritting my teeth. It’s not my own experience, but occasionally I feel in my heart Missing a little bit.What is missing?Probably it is normal to do the best on your own, so you lack the care and encouragement that ordinary people deserve.But now it is completely unnecessary, and others will feel redundant if they don't need it.

Maybe this is a bit ridiculous?

I saw that Atobu's face was in a trance for a moment and then regained his calm and confidence. I laughed to myself, "Actually, he doesn't need it, but I still feel a little bit sorry for his experience."

I put my hands on his shoulders, "Atobe, your shoulders are very tall." Then I looked up at him with a smile, "You are like this now," with affirmation in my eyes, "It's really good."

The girl's gentle and firm face was imprinted in Atobe's eyes, and his heart was a little overflowing, "So this is your truest appearance?"

Atobe felt that the corridor of the hotel seemed brighter than before.

Atobe didn't have any superfluous expressions, but his eyebrows looked softer than usual, "Let's go, it will be too late if you don't go back."

"Well." I followed him and walked out of the hotel.

Whether the plum blossoms grow on the plains or on the cliffs, the difference lies in the growth experience. The person who appreciates the plum blossoms the most is the one who felt sorry for the plum blossoms on the edge of the cliff in the past, but also appreciates and likes the proud scenery it has grown into now.

The author has something to say:

I have to write a thesis in the next few days, and I don’t think there is much time to update~ Dear readers, I’m so sorry, but my time is really tight. I will definitely continue to write when things are finished or when I find time in the middle. It's been a long time!It's about a week. I'm afraid that readers will be anxious to wait for the article, so let me tell you in advance.sorry sorry~