for whom did sakura fall

As soon as Master Atobe came home, he felt strange.Why did the butler smile so reluctantly when he stood in front of him?Walk in without thinking too much.

Yusa was sitting on the sofa in the lobby reading a book, and stood up as soon as Atobe came back.Xu was affected by the housekeeper's words in the afternoon, and her mood seemed to have changed. She put on a slightly bright smile and greeted her, "Minister, you have worked hard."

Atobe stopped taking off his coat, and his dark blue eyes looked at Yusa with a bit of inquiry.The smile on Yusa's face became stiff when he saw her, she...was she acting so unnaturally...

Atobe quickly looked away, "Is your face better?"

"Well...it's not swollen anymore."

The butler walked in fluffy, "Master Jingwu... dinner is ready..."

Yousha quickly glanced at the butler, as for what, she just let the butler try it, why hit her like this...

Atobe looked at the two with some doubts, and responded with no change in expression.His eyebrows twitched slightly when he saw more than a dozen rice balls on the dining table.

"This is... my uncle's dinner?"

The housekeeper looked embarrassed, "Master... I should order the chef to do it again?"

Yousha sighed pretending to be aggrieved, "Grandpa housekeeper, you asked me to make rice balls, which took me a whole afternoon?"

The butler also sighed, "But I seem to have overestimated Miss's level..."

Atobe raised his eyebrows, grasped the point, looked straight at Yusa with charming eyes, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "You did all of this?"

Yusa nodded, "Because the butler said that you like eating balls recently, I just made some when I have time." She knew that the taste might not be very good, but at least she put in her effort.

God knows how long it took her to make a decent rice ball!The look on the housekeeper's face after eating one really hit her self-confidence.

Atobe pulled back the chair, pretending to be plain and couldn't hide the joy, "Although I know your level, I can eat a little for my face."

Yousha pulled the chair over and sat down beside him, looking at him expectantly.

Atobe bit his mouth, not seeing anything unusual.After a while, he swallowed and said, "What kind of non-gorgeous thing is this that makes my uncle sick?!"

Yusa looked shocked, "Then why don't you spit it out?" Then she got excited, "You must be trying to embarrass me deliberately, but the taste is not bad, right?"

The butler waved his hand beside him, "Miss Sakurauchi, I can assure you that this taste is absolutely unbearable."

Atobe glanced at her, "My uncle has always respected others. If you don't stand here, I will ask someone to throw these things out immediately."

Yusa dejectedly asked, "Is it really that bad?" She reached for one, took a bite, and then chewed.

It's hard for her to describe how she feels now, her mouth is sour, astringent, sweet and spicy, she swallows it forcefully, and then laughs dryly, "I think... the taste is not bad..." This thing...Fuer should like it very much, I thought He has a sense of taste that ordinary people can't understand.

Then she looked helplessly at the dozen or so rice balls in front of her. It took her so long to make them, and she couldn't bear to throw them away...

When the maid came up to tidy up, Atobe stopped him unexpectedly. He stroked his gorgeous and seductive tear mole, pursed his lips as if he was talking, the housekeeper smiled clearly, and then ordered the maid to put all the rice balls into the box took it down.

It would be even better if his young master could be more frank.

Atobe glanced at the butler lightly, and the butler smiled politely back.

After dinner, Atobe went to the study. He always liked to read in the study when he was alone.Yusa remembered that the book she had taken out of the study in the afternoon hadn't been put back in its original place, so she took the book and went to Atobe's study.

Knocked on the door, and it took a while for Atobe to answer. He didn't like to be disturbed when he was reading a book. He frowned slightly and looked at the person who came, and then stretched out again, looking at the book in Yusha Yang's hand , and then a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

As soon as you enter the study, you can hear the slightly lingering music flowing in your ears, and the soft syllables are romantic and lyrical.The light in the study was a bit dim, only the European-style classical desk lamp on the table illuminated the sight of the people in front of the table.There was an ancient scholarly scent in the study, and she suddenly felt in a trance.

Thick yellow cloth curtains hang down to cover the light from the window. There are no blankets or even expensive Italian tiles on the floor, but ordinary wooden floors. The unique smell of rotten wood slowly spreads.

She raised her eyebrows, "rumba?"

Atobe put down the book in his hand and looked at her with interest, "You also like Latin music?"

"No, I don't really like it. I just like Juanes' "lacamisanegra" very much, so I went to find out afterward."

She walked over gently, her shoes made occasional muffled creaking sounds on the floor, she looked for the place where she took out the book in the afternoon, "I'm surprised that the minister likes Latin, according to your arrangement of this study, it should be Prefer... Viennese classical music?"

Atobe seems to be in a good mood, "I really like classical music, but the music of the Viennese Classical School is generally flat and the rhythm is not clear enough. In this regard, I prefer Latin music with a strong sense of rhythm." He said slightly Closing his eyes, his fingers tapped the rhythm of the slowly flowing music on the table.

She ran her fingers over the books displayed on the bookshelves, and she could tell that they were old, the edges of the paper were yellowed, and some of them were even sewn with string. The sound of fingernails hitting the table, paused for a while and smiled slightly, "Minister's sense of music is not bad."

Atobe opened his eyes, his dark blue pupils had a strange look under the dim light, "Although you can't cook anything edible, you do know a lot about music."

Yusa curled her lips, "I'm not useless, okay?"

Then she leaned her head and looked at the book on Atobe's desk, "Is this... German?"

"Ah."

Yusa sighed, "Minister, what do you know? Spanish? Greek? French?"

Atobe brushed the broken hair in front of his forehead, and had a charming illusion under the slightly ambiguous light, "I don't have hard subjects, whether they are compulsory or elective subjects. How do you think I became the president of the student union?" ?”

Yousha replied honestly, "If you have money, you have power."

Atobe glared at her nonchalantly, then turned his attention to the book.Yousha unconsciously cast her eyes on him, her perfect and delicate face looked a little soft against the light and shadow, and the tear moles under the corners of her eyes were well decorated, highlighting the unique gorgeousness of Atobe.His eyes were focused on the book, and his thin lips did not evoke the indifferent arc in the past, but there was more invisible temptation.

"Not gorgeous woman, if you stare at me again, I will suspect that you are in love with me."

Although it was a somewhat frivolous tone, Atobe's face revealed a hint of concealed tension and anticipation, and he pinched the pages of the book unconsciously with force.

You Sha was taken aback, her face turned a little red, she hurriedly looked away, the atmosphere became a little ambiguous, and the soft and lyrical music flowing in the room was even more lingering.

If it was normal, she would definitely deny it immediately, because in her understanding, Atobe is a person who doesn't really care about feelings. Although she does like him, she can't accept his casual feelings.But after talking with the housekeeper in the afternoon, this idea has changed somewhat.

Knowing that those girls don't really like me, I still choose to associate with them, I just hope that there are people around me.In the middle of the night, I hid in a corner and suppressed my voice to cry, for fear that others would discover my fragility.Listening to the butler narrating such Atobe, my heart seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand.The young man in front of him was still so proud and noble, and the shining golden light made it impossible to look directly at him. It was hard to imagine that there was still loneliness in his heart.

Yusa herself is not very good at hiding her feelings, and at the moment her mind is a little confused, and her brain has no time to think about anything. Now her mind is full of echoes of the housekeeper's words, he just needs someone who really cares about him.

She opened her mouth and was about to say something when her phone rang inappropriately.She smiled apologetically at Atobe, and breathed a sigh of relief when she turned around. Fortunately, her phone rang, otherwise she would have just confessed her love inexplicably... No matter what Atobe's reaction was, she still hadn't Mental preparation.

Atobe watched Yusa's figure walk away step by step, opened his mouth to say something and put it in his throat again.

He walked out of the study, closed the door behind his back, and pressed the answer button, but there was only silence over there.

You Sha glanced at the caller ID, and suddenly felt uneasy for no reason, "Zhou Zhu?"

After a while, Fuji's slightly deep voice sounded, "Xiaosha, don't lie to me, why didn't you go to Hidei school today? Why did Echizen say you were not at home?"

Yousha shook her hand, suppressing her flustered emotions, "Zhou Zhuyou... how do you know I didn't go to school?"

Qingxue’s department work ended early today, and Buer just went to Bingdi to pick up Yusa and go home together on a whim, but learned from Bingdi Zhengxuan that she didn’t come to school for a day. When he asked, those people kept supporting her. She seemed to be hiding something, and when she called Echizen, Echizen said that she would not be home for two days, and it was said that it was something temporary in the tennis club.

The tennis club is busy, so why is Ice Empress' club active as usual, but Yusa is the only one absent?

"Xiaosha, answer me."

"..." Only right, Yusa has never wanted to lie to him, "Zhou Zhu, don't worry, I have nothing to do, I'm staying at the minister's house, and I'll be home tomorrow."

Fuji was silent for a while, with a strange voice, "The Atobe family?"

"...Hmm." Both of them remained silent at the same time as if they had touched on some sensitive topic.

"Tell me the reason why you didn't go home." It was no longer the usual gentle tone, and even a bit cold.

Yousha sighed, knowing that if she didn't say anything, she would only think about it in a worse way, "Well... I saw the minister's girlfriend being made things difficult by some girls yesterday, so I just passed by and helped... But she It seemed that he was very hostile to me, so he hit me... I didn't go home because I didn't want you to worry, this kind of minor injury will heal in a day or two."

She seemed to be able to hear Buer's breathing became a little rougher, she remained silent, and she didn't speak, and when she heard his voice again, she returned to the usual way, "Xiaosha, I wanted to tell you a long time ago, turn to How is Qingxue?"

Yousha was stunned, and transferred to Qingxue? ...

"Last time in the hospital, I have already said that I will not let you suffer this kind of injury again. If you stay in Bingdi, you will only be injured. Then come to Qingxue and let me protect you."

"I know you may not be able to accept it all at once, but think about it carefully, I don't want to hear the news of your being hurt again."

He hardly finished speaking out of breath, as if he was afraid that he would hear Yusha's refusal answer as soon as he stopped.

Yousha's hand holding the phone was quietly tightened, Buer's slightly eager tone was like a thorn, piercing deeply into her breath, making her breath a little intermittent.

She has never been able to refuse Fuji, but now she hesitates.

She exhaled, "Zhou Zhu...I have to think about it..."

"... If Atobe can't give you what you want, don't hesitate, okay?" Fuji seemed to understand Yusa's thoughts very well, and what she said made Yusa's heart tremble.

She bit her lip in response, then turned off the call.Standing at the door of the study, she held the phone tightly, her palms were a little sweaty.Opening the door, the room was still the same as before, but she lost the feeling she had just entered.