season sakura story

Time flies by.

At the end of high school, I said to Atobe, "I want to go to China."

He ignored the volunteer book in my hand and nodded, "Okay, I'll go and have a look with you." Then he turned around, "Then you pack your luggage for a few days, and we'll go after the graduation ceremony."

I stopped him, "Atobe, you know I'm not talking about..."

"I have something to do later, let's go first." He raised his hand forward, and I was forced to let go of his sleeve.

In the next few days, I wanted to talk to him about my decision, but he avoided seeing him.

At night, I heard voices in the corridor. As soon as I opened the door and went out, I saw the door of Atobe's room closed. I walked over and knocked on the door, "Atobe, it's me. I have something to tell you."

It took him a long time to open the door, "What's the matter?"

I glanced at him, he seemed to have just finished a shower, in a bathrobe, with water still dripping from his hair.

I look away, "Do you have time later? I want to talk to you."

He said as he wiped his hair with a towel, "Right now."

The bathrobe loosened a little because of his movement, revealing his strong chest, and I took a step back.

Atobe leaned to the side, "Come in if you have something to say."

He saw that I didn't move for a while, and held his hand on the doorknob, "Good night then."

I arrived at the door, "Wait a minute."

Atobe turned around directly, "Then close the door."

I closed the door slightly, he glanced at me, didn't say anything, then picked up the hair dryer and started drying his hair.

I saw that his hair was already dry, and he still kept the hair dryer humming while holding it on his head.After waiting for a long time, I stood up, went to the door and closed the door.Atobe glanced at me with raised eyebrows, and then continued blowing his dry hair.

I walked up to him, tiptoed to reach the hair dryer in his hand, turned off the switch, and put it on the table.

Atobe watched my movements without saying a word.I lowered my head, stroked his neckline, and put my bathrobe back together, "Your hair is already dry."

After finishing this series of actions, I sat on the chair in front of him, "Atobe, I have something to tell you."

He didn't open his mouth, he came very close to me, stretched out his hand behind me, and pressed something standing on the table back up.

I leaned back, and he pulled my hair back, exposing my ears, a little red.He took a look, "I thought you were wood."

I pushed him, "I thought you didn't mean it."

There was a narrow smile in his eyes.Taking advantage of his good mood, I said, "I want to tell you about filling out the school."

He sat on the bed with a crooked body, "You've been wanting to talk about it for days." He pressed down his messy hair, and said in a calm voice, "You think about it before you talk about it."

I was silent for a while, then picked up the towel next to me and handed it to him, "Your clothes are wet."

He didn't answer, and talked about other things, "The servants at home have been saying that you are not considerate enough to me?"

I pursed my lips, compared with Atobe's contribution, yes.I tightened the towel in my hand, then wrapped it around the back of his neck, and wiped the water off his shoulders.

In such a posture, I am very close to him, and the breath of his words disturbs my eyes, "Oda."

"Huh?" I whispered back to him softly.

"What do you want to do?" he asked.

"Don't you know? I want to go to China." I replied without thinking.

After a long time, he sighed, the feeling of fluff attached to my skin, I moved away uncomfortably, "Okay, it's almost done."

He looked up at me, "Tell me your plan completely."

I smiled, "What's the plan? I just want to visit China."

The corners of his mouth curled up a little, "Really?" He took the towel over, "No. You go out."

Judging by the appearance of Atobe, he couldn't be convinced today.I walked to the door and heard Atobe whisper, "I always lose to you."

I turned around, "Huh?"

He approached step by step, "Okay, then let me ask you, why did you break away from your father?"

"Because I don't want this..." I breathed out, and I couldn't utter the next words in front of Atobe.

He said that he wanted me to be honest, "It's nothing, just break it if you want to." I turned my face away and looked away.

"Are you persuading your father to surrender himself recently?" He was already standing in front of me.

I was surprised, "How do you know?" I didn't realize that I was exposed until I said the words.

I shut up.

"What are you thinking? Traveling secretly between China and Japan? Or if the circumstances are serious, go to jail with your father and tell the outside world that you have gone abroad?" Atobe's tone was serious.

I retreated inertially, and closed the door again with my body, with an unnatural expression on my face, "Atobe, what are you talking about."

"It's not important what I'm talking about, what's important is that you understand." He seemed to have lost his patience.

Atobe stroked my forehead, "I understand you very well. You will feel guilty to see your father surrender, but you will definitely ask him to do so. As for you, it is very likely that you will take the blame when you feel sorry."

I forced a smile, "How is it possible? How could I be so stupid."

"You always say you can't do it, but you are emotional." His tone was flat but affirmative.

I laughed, "It's definitely not possible."

He seems to have seen through me, "If your father said that all this is for you and your brother, and tearfully gave you the money he saved to let you take care of the family, wouldn't you?"

I slowly suppressed my smile, "That's the truth."

"But you will say that you are also involved in the kidnapping." His tone was sharp.

I opened my mouth, and finally just nana said, "The truth, that's it..."

He snorted, and the ending sound was a little long, with a little dissatisfaction and unknown emotions, "Afraid that I will stop you, so you are talking nonsense?"

"I didn't..." Atobe's movements stopped my next words, he stroked the end of my eyebrows very gently, with deep pity in his eyes.

The look in his eyes filled me with emotion, "I'm not that good..."

Atobe didn't speak, but he was answering in his heart, "That's because you didn't know it." His voice was soft, with a slightly raised tone that was seductive, "Tell me."

I looked up at him, my eyes unfocused in a daze.He held my face and kissed the corner of his mouth. I could feel the importance of preciousness from his actions.

He always gives me such a feeling, giving, reliable, domineering and warm.

"Let's talk about it tomorrow." I turned my face away and finally made up my mind.

Atobe smiled relievedly, "Okay." He took a step back, "Go and rest, good night."

"Good night." Before I left, I glanced at the photo frame that was pressed by Atobu before, and it turned out that I was smiling so happily in front of him.