The Red Wall of the Net King

"So you still think that the deaths of Fujido Ryo and Yejiugi have something to do with me?" Fengji Xueying looked puzzled.

Like, really innocent.

But I've seen that look too much.

"You know best." I was noncommittal.

"Sister, these are just conjectures, right? But it's true that my sister ruined our family," she blamed.

"Based on your hard work in this family these past few months, you must have found out who is behind the scenes. Why are you blaming me, an innocent person?" Who would admit the bad things they did?

Good things don't work either.

"I believe Atobe-kun was instigated by you." Her affectionate look made me very clear that I am afraid she was just putting on a show.

Anyway, with a temper like hers, I'm afraid the more ruthless others are, the more she likes that person.

"Just because of his brilliance? I think your shadow will be heavier under his brilliance?" I remember the reason why she likes Atobe.

"It's just that you never know how to like someone." The arc of her mouth is extraordinarily delicate and innocent, which I have never learned.

"I understand the mood." I insisted.

"If you understood, he wouldn't be lying here now." She pointed to the black and white photo with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

"You still like to blame other people for your crimes." I shook my head.

My heart is cool.

"Actually, if you like someone, you shouldn't bother him anymore. I know very well that you never liked Todo Ryo, so it's just to help you wake up sooner or later." Her remarks are always ridiculous.

And sometimes it goes straight to your heart.

But why say such cruel things on the grave of a dead man?

"What about you? Have you never felt guilty?" This is what I have always been unworthy of for that boy.

Hey, Fujido, this is the last thing I will do for you, no matter what her answer is, you should let it go.

"His death was just an accident, what has it to do with me?" Her tone was calm and soothing, as if she was reading a dialogue.

Feeling cold, Fujido, have you seen it clearly?That's fine too.

"If he doesn't push you, you are probably the one who died?" I muttered to myself.

But it doesn't arouse any conscience in her.

"How do you know that I don't want to die?" She smiled suddenly, her face soft. "But I really want to thank him. If he died like that, it would be too embarrassing."

"You never loved him..." He concluded in a soft voice. If this boy is still alive, he will probably be sad for a long time.

"Aren't you too?" she retorted.

"He...doesn't love me." My voice was rough.

"Oh, it's not me he loves. At least not the real me." Her eyes looked into the distance. "Have you seen the brightest light source in the sky? The glare of the sun will hurt your eyes, but this kind of stinging glare is what I love."

After speaking, she disappeared out of my sight.

Now, Fujido Ryo, did you hear that, she won't fall in love with someone who doesn't know her true face, or her true face is only for the person she really loves.

It's going to be winter in a blink of an eye.The weather is starting to turn cold.

I am a person who is very afraid of the cold, so I huddle in the heated student union office when I have nothing to do.

No way, in order to cultivate our good quality of not being afraid of the cold, Ice Emperor did not install air conditioners in the classroom.

When the uncle came back, I was sitting on his throne, crossing my legs, having afternoon tea.

Sarah, this matter is quite big.

Atobe saw that I violated his territory, and even ate the afternoon tea that his servant had just prepared.

Standing up hastily, he said in panic, "There will never be a next time, little one."

"Put away that set for my uncle." Atobe always looks at me with a bit of disgust every time.

"Hi. I'm going out now." I bowed and prepared to flee.

"Not a gorgeous woman. Since you have the guts to sit here, you won't be afraid of being discovered by my uncle. Now who is acting like this." Atobe examined my expression calmly.

Condescending.

"You don't like my accent? Could it be... Actually, you are wearing a queen's mask..." I was terrified.

There is a smile on the corner of the mouth.

"Not a gorgeous woman, I am here to announce your pardon, but I forbid you to be like this..." It seemed difficult for the uncle to find an adjective to describe my tone for a while.

"A tone that is not gorgeous." I followed up his words, not looking gorgeous is really a universal adjective.

I keep talking about this sentence all day, and I don't know how Atobe's Chinese is excellent.

"What accent do you want me to use, Mr. Atobe? I have many choices here.

Pure girl type?too disgusting.

Cool type of cute girl?affectation.

Xiaobai type?The difficulty is a bit high...

Queen type?Forget it, this will lower my Chinese level.

Well, after counting for a long time, only the dog-leg shape is the most perfect, but why does Mr. Atobe not like this kind of adjustment? "

I muttered to myself in a disgusting balala voice.

I didn't make a decision until Mr. Atobe's face turned slightly sullen: "Then the bad girl type will be fine."

My true colors are the least difficult to act in.

Wait a minute, isn't a bad woman ineffective in front of a queen like Atobe?

In the end, I still decided that it is better to use random, and choose one at random every time, and I will definitely be satisfied with the uncle.

Amidst my smirk, Atobe arranged a bunch of things for me.

Then I fled and started a guerrilla war with Atobe for a long time.