[comprehensive] true love
Chapter 23
The wind on the roof late at night is too cool.
It's already winter.
I don't know how to feel this way.
Yue Dao Liuyi glanced down, and from the bird's-eye view, the brightly lit business district, just at the beginning of the night, is unbelievably beautiful.She is suspended in the mid-air of the city, the hovering overpass is like a crouching orange golden dragon, the road is stretched with bright fire trees and silver flowers, which are connected into a long bead chain in the eyes, and the rows of high-rise buildings are rendered by the giant LED screen. color.
There was a man standing with his back to her in front of the protective fence, a silver-haired boy, wearing a stand-up collar and looking very thin from the back, humming an out-of-tune song.
Tsukishima Ryuki was in a daze for a moment, as if vaguely aware of what was going to happen, she slowly walked towards him.
The layer of clouds that covered the jade plate in the sky gradually dispersed, and the moon became very low, as if it was within reach, but the moonlight falling on her seemed a bit chilly, like a gust of cold wind blowing across her open mouth. On the collar of his shirt, a fine layer of goose bumps immediately appeared on his neck.
As she got closer to that person, the silver-haired boy seemed to have heard footsteps, and the tune became more and more brisk. He straightened up from the guardrail and looked at the vast and brightly lit city.
"Ah, the moonlight is so beautiful, isn't it?"
She suddenly heard someone say that.
The familiar voice stuck in her chest like a choke, she had a little difficulty breathing, and suddenly stopped in her tracks, wanting to turn around and run away.
However, when she turned around suddenly, she realized that the vast sky behind her was swallowed up bit by bit, the original splendor was gradually covered by the invading shadows, and the faint moonlight was gradually blocked by the clouds, leaving only The crumbling tuft, illuminated, was the only direction leading to the silver-haired boy in front of her.
The haze in all directions forced her to step forward——
"I came here to take pictures of night scenes, may I ask what you are here for?"
The silver-haired boy seemed very happy, and even shook his body from side to side, like a restless white cat jumping up and down.
"My name is Shishu Tadara, how about you?"
A breath of hot air surged up from Tsukishima Ryuki's chest, making her eye sockets a little hot.
And the silver-haired boy suddenly laughed out loud, Tsukishima Ryuki felt a strong sense of fear, as if he had already foreseen what was about to happen.
There was a sudden gunshot.
Yue Dao Liuyi froze, and there was a "buzz" in her head, and she saw a string of dazzling blood at a glance.
The teenager looked at her with those innocent eyes and smiled a little.
Tsukishima Ryuki knelt down with a "boom", twitching all over, met the boy's crazy eyes, the white shirt under his jacket was already stained with blood, but he danced with excitement: "I am the Seventh King, Colorless King, waiting for someone here, you say the moonlight is so beautiful? Yes, it is indeed not bad."
He raised his gun at her again, sneered, and shot her.
It was like an old TV set that had been broken. There was a chaotic snowflake in front of her eyes, and the boundless darkness swept everything with a sense of suffocation. Everything was shielded from her consciousness. The air was evacuated little by little.
Maybe that's what death feels like.
After an unknown amount of time, the rushing air swept across Tsukishima Ryuki's throat like a gust of wind, forcibly disturbing her consciousness that was about to slacken.
In the embrace was that familiar face, with blond and soft half-long hair, silver earrings on the left ear, blood-stained placket and the blood hole on his body that pierced her eyes straight into her eyes. All the fears that had been shielded turned into a late flood, which drowned her unexpectedly.
Her body trembled more and more, she could hardly hold him, she whispered as if she was about to collapse: "Please, I beg you..."
She didn't even know what she was praying for.
He raised his hand, gently stroked her cheek gracefully and unhurriedly, "It's okay, it's okay, there will always be a way."
"sorry."
Tsukishima Ryuki woke up suddenly.
She was sitting in a hotel by the sea, and the sound of the isolated waves seemed to echo from a conch shell. She was flipping through the materials handed out at the seminar, and saw that she was half asleep.
She got up and opened the window, and a cool wind with the smell of the sea and damp came in from the window. Outside the window was the hot and sunny summer day, which formed a sharp contrast with the cold winter night in the dream. Tsukishima Ryuki leaned against the By the window, the documents on the table were rattled by the wind, and for some reason, she remembered the upside-down dream just now. A gust of sea breeze blew by, and she couldn't help shivering, only to realize that her back was already wet with sweat.
Tsukishima Ryuki, who was haunted by nightmares, really wanted to light a cigarette, smelling the pungent nicotine smell, she could always get some kind of strange irony.
The sun illuminated a square piece of light by the window, and the dust swirled and danced in it. In addition, the light in the room was a little dim. bright.
Tsukishima Ryuki stared at the mobile phone that almost jumped up from the table without moving, thinking indifferently, "Don't talk to me."
The owner on the other side of the phone seemed to know her thoughts through the signal, and after half a minute of silence, he called again relentlessly.
Tsukishima Ryuki walked over with her eyes downcast, picked up the phone, her voice was lower than usual because she just woke up, "Hello?"
"Sister!" The cheerful voice in stark contrast to her voice squeaked like cicadas on trees in summer, "Is your seminar over? Why didn't you answer the phone just now? Did I bother you? Yes I put rice balls for you in your bag, have you eaten?"
Like countless beating notes hitting her ears involuntarily, Tsukishima Ryuki felt more and more headaches. She rubbed the center of her brows, trying to recall Kise's question, and replied slowly: "Yes, I ate it, thank you."
Seemingly aware that her voice was a little cold, Huang Seto paused, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with you?"
"Not getting enough sleep."
Kise's voice immediately became tense, and he asked unnaturally: "Did I wake you up? Then go back to sleep now, well, if you haven't been awake for more than 1 minute, you can still fall back asleep."
Tsukishima Ryuki chuckled, "It's something that falls on the ground and can be eaten within five seconds after being picked up."
Listening to Kise's energetic voice, Tsukishima Ryuki felt that the dust in her heart due to the dream just now was lightly cleaned, and the warm sunlight shone in from outside the house.
"What are you doing?"
"Endorsement, I failed the history subject, and the school arranged for a make-up exam. I think it's all Xiao Qingfeng's fault. Since I met him, my academic performance has plummeted. I can completely understand Mitsuhide's hatred for Nobunaga. Ah, by the way, what year was the Honnoji Change, why do you need to memorize the chronology, this kind of thing is not necessary..."
The boy's distressed voice reached her ears like a feather, lightly sweeping over her ear, Tsukishima Ryuki laughed: "Strawberry is so fat."
Kise, who was flipping through the book in a panic a second ago, suddenly changed his face, and froze in an uncomfortable posture. The crackling sparks in his mind could almost kill Nobunaga in a sea of flames. After a few seconds, Only then did he ask in a stiff tone: "Sister... sister, what did you say just now?"
"Strawberry fat time." Tsukishima Ryuki said words that needed to be harmonized, but her tone was extremely upright, she asked a little strangely, "Strawberry fat time is a homonym of 1582, which is a common saying used to record chronology, you Do not you know?"
Kise's fingers gripping the phone suddenly tightened, and her whole body froze.
The middle school student, who had lost his mind, endured the burning temperature on his face, purposely lowered his voice and shouted angrily: "There is no teacher teaching this kind of thing in class."
"Ah." Tsukishima Ryuki, who immediately got the reason for Kise's fried hair, laughed: "You shouldn't have expected patterns, but I have always been really not interested in that kind of kawaii pattern." Interesting, well, if you beg me seriously, I can still consider meeting your expectations..."
The topic ran wildly in a strange direction, and the adolescent boy's heart was easily aroused. Kise heard Tsukishima Ryui casually speaking on the phone, not knowing whether it was provocative or provocative, and he could almost see her with With peach blossom eyes with a wicked smile, the big devil seemed to be able to know what he was thinking from the sound of his breathing thousands of miles away. Kise hurriedly cut off the thoughts that he couldn't pull back and ran around all over the sky, and moved away forcefully and abruptly. Topic: "My sister seems to have a good history, but things like chronology are really too difficult. What about Pingchengjing and Pinganjing is completely setting people up."
"The yellow oriole crows (homophonic 794), and Pingcheng capital begins to stand."
Listening to the sayings she came up with easily, Huang Lai couldn't help sighing, "It's amazing."
"I can tutor you in history. Although science is difficult, I'm good at history and Chinese. Well, I'm not bad at English."
"really?"
Huang Lai's voice seemed to be brightened suddenly, and then she acted coquettishly: "Then it's done."
"Well, I can read you a history book before bed."
The other side was silent for two seconds, and then immediately heard a muffled "boom", and the sound of books collapsing to the ground, followed by Huang Lai lowering his voice and crying out for pain.
Tsukishima Ryuki sat on the window and couldn't help laughing, her tear mole danced lightly with her smile, she squinted her eyes and looked at the crowd running on the beach in the distance, as if a cheerful breath was coming from afar.
"It's almost time for dinner, you have to eat well." Kise suddenly jumped up from the old lady Midorima, "Don't always think about work, the body is the most important thing, if you can't go out to relax, don't stay up late."
"Okay, Ryota is the same. The plan to read the history books will probably not be implemented until I go back. Don't lose sleep."
Kise sighed helplessly: "You say such things in such a tone, I wonder if I have false expectations."
"Ah." Tsukishima Ryuki raised her eyebrows, her tone was gentle as if she was grooming a small animal: "I'm not the kind of guy who has no integrity at all."
"That's all right?"
"we have a deal."
"Okay, see you later."
"Wait a moment!"
"doing what?"
"Kiss me."
Huang Lai's nerves suddenly tensed up, and he couldn't remember the words that had been choked back into his throat at all, and the palms of his hands holding the phone were sweating.
"mua!"
With a heartbroken heart, he responded to Tsukishima Ryuki's childish request. Hearing her gentle laughter, the depression that was tortured by the historical chronology to the point of headache was swept away.
He really wanted to kiss her.
It's already winter.
I don't know how to feel this way.
Yue Dao Liuyi glanced down, and from the bird's-eye view, the brightly lit business district, just at the beginning of the night, is unbelievably beautiful.She is suspended in the mid-air of the city, the hovering overpass is like a crouching orange golden dragon, the road is stretched with bright fire trees and silver flowers, which are connected into a long bead chain in the eyes, and the rows of high-rise buildings are rendered by the giant LED screen. color.
There was a man standing with his back to her in front of the protective fence, a silver-haired boy, wearing a stand-up collar and looking very thin from the back, humming an out-of-tune song.
Tsukishima Ryuki was in a daze for a moment, as if vaguely aware of what was going to happen, she slowly walked towards him.
The layer of clouds that covered the jade plate in the sky gradually dispersed, and the moon became very low, as if it was within reach, but the moonlight falling on her seemed a bit chilly, like a gust of cold wind blowing across her open mouth. On the collar of his shirt, a fine layer of goose bumps immediately appeared on his neck.
As she got closer to that person, the silver-haired boy seemed to have heard footsteps, and the tune became more and more brisk. He straightened up from the guardrail and looked at the vast and brightly lit city.
"Ah, the moonlight is so beautiful, isn't it?"
She suddenly heard someone say that.
The familiar voice stuck in her chest like a choke, she had a little difficulty breathing, and suddenly stopped in her tracks, wanting to turn around and run away.
However, when she turned around suddenly, she realized that the vast sky behind her was swallowed up bit by bit, the original splendor was gradually covered by the invading shadows, and the faint moonlight was gradually blocked by the clouds, leaving only The crumbling tuft, illuminated, was the only direction leading to the silver-haired boy in front of her.
The haze in all directions forced her to step forward——
"I came here to take pictures of night scenes, may I ask what you are here for?"
The silver-haired boy seemed very happy, and even shook his body from side to side, like a restless white cat jumping up and down.
"My name is Shishu Tadara, how about you?"
A breath of hot air surged up from Tsukishima Ryuki's chest, making her eye sockets a little hot.
And the silver-haired boy suddenly laughed out loud, Tsukishima Ryuki felt a strong sense of fear, as if he had already foreseen what was about to happen.
There was a sudden gunshot.
Yue Dao Liuyi froze, and there was a "buzz" in her head, and she saw a string of dazzling blood at a glance.
The teenager looked at her with those innocent eyes and smiled a little.
Tsukishima Ryuki knelt down with a "boom", twitching all over, met the boy's crazy eyes, the white shirt under his jacket was already stained with blood, but he danced with excitement: "I am the Seventh King, Colorless King, waiting for someone here, you say the moonlight is so beautiful? Yes, it is indeed not bad."
He raised his gun at her again, sneered, and shot her.
It was like an old TV set that had been broken. There was a chaotic snowflake in front of her eyes, and the boundless darkness swept everything with a sense of suffocation. Everything was shielded from her consciousness. The air was evacuated little by little.
Maybe that's what death feels like.
After an unknown amount of time, the rushing air swept across Tsukishima Ryuki's throat like a gust of wind, forcibly disturbing her consciousness that was about to slacken.
In the embrace was that familiar face, with blond and soft half-long hair, silver earrings on the left ear, blood-stained placket and the blood hole on his body that pierced her eyes straight into her eyes. All the fears that had been shielded turned into a late flood, which drowned her unexpectedly.
Her body trembled more and more, she could hardly hold him, she whispered as if she was about to collapse: "Please, I beg you..."
She didn't even know what she was praying for.
He raised his hand, gently stroked her cheek gracefully and unhurriedly, "It's okay, it's okay, there will always be a way."
"sorry."
Tsukishima Ryuki woke up suddenly.
She was sitting in a hotel by the sea, and the sound of the isolated waves seemed to echo from a conch shell. She was flipping through the materials handed out at the seminar, and saw that she was half asleep.
She got up and opened the window, and a cool wind with the smell of the sea and damp came in from the window. Outside the window was the hot and sunny summer day, which formed a sharp contrast with the cold winter night in the dream. Tsukishima Ryuki leaned against the By the window, the documents on the table were rattled by the wind, and for some reason, she remembered the upside-down dream just now. A gust of sea breeze blew by, and she couldn't help shivering, only to realize that her back was already wet with sweat.
Tsukishima Ryuki, who was haunted by nightmares, really wanted to light a cigarette, smelling the pungent nicotine smell, she could always get some kind of strange irony.
The sun illuminated a square piece of light by the window, and the dust swirled and danced in it. In addition, the light in the room was a little dim. bright.
Tsukishima Ryuki stared at the mobile phone that almost jumped up from the table without moving, thinking indifferently, "Don't talk to me."
The owner on the other side of the phone seemed to know her thoughts through the signal, and after half a minute of silence, he called again relentlessly.
Tsukishima Ryuki walked over with her eyes downcast, picked up the phone, her voice was lower than usual because she just woke up, "Hello?"
"Sister!" The cheerful voice in stark contrast to her voice squeaked like cicadas on trees in summer, "Is your seminar over? Why didn't you answer the phone just now? Did I bother you? Yes I put rice balls for you in your bag, have you eaten?"
Like countless beating notes hitting her ears involuntarily, Tsukishima Ryuki felt more and more headaches. She rubbed the center of her brows, trying to recall Kise's question, and replied slowly: "Yes, I ate it, thank you."
Seemingly aware that her voice was a little cold, Huang Seto paused, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with you?"
"Not getting enough sleep."
Kise's voice immediately became tense, and he asked unnaturally: "Did I wake you up? Then go back to sleep now, well, if you haven't been awake for more than 1 minute, you can still fall back asleep."
Tsukishima Ryuki chuckled, "It's something that falls on the ground and can be eaten within five seconds after being picked up."
Listening to Kise's energetic voice, Tsukishima Ryuki felt that the dust in her heart due to the dream just now was lightly cleaned, and the warm sunlight shone in from outside the house.
"What are you doing?"
"Endorsement, I failed the history subject, and the school arranged for a make-up exam. I think it's all Xiao Qingfeng's fault. Since I met him, my academic performance has plummeted. I can completely understand Mitsuhide's hatred for Nobunaga. Ah, by the way, what year was the Honnoji Change, why do you need to memorize the chronology, this kind of thing is not necessary..."
The boy's distressed voice reached her ears like a feather, lightly sweeping over her ear, Tsukishima Ryuki laughed: "Strawberry is so fat."
Kise, who was flipping through the book in a panic a second ago, suddenly changed his face, and froze in an uncomfortable posture. The crackling sparks in his mind could almost kill Nobunaga in a sea of flames. After a few seconds, Only then did he ask in a stiff tone: "Sister... sister, what did you say just now?"
"Strawberry fat time." Tsukishima Ryuki said words that needed to be harmonized, but her tone was extremely upright, she asked a little strangely, "Strawberry fat time is a homonym of 1582, which is a common saying used to record chronology, you Do not you know?"
Kise's fingers gripping the phone suddenly tightened, and her whole body froze.
The middle school student, who had lost his mind, endured the burning temperature on his face, purposely lowered his voice and shouted angrily: "There is no teacher teaching this kind of thing in class."
"Ah." Tsukishima Ryuki, who immediately got the reason for Kise's fried hair, laughed: "You shouldn't have expected patterns, but I have always been really not interested in that kind of kawaii pattern." Interesting, well, if you beg me seriously, I can still consider meeting your expectations..."
The topic ran wildly in a strange direction, and the adolescent boy's heart was easily aroused. Kise heard Tsukishima Ryui casually speaking on the phone, not knowing whether it was provocative or provocative, and he could almost see her with With peach blossom eyes with a wicked smile, the big devil seemed to be able to know what he was thinking from the sound of his breathing thousands of miles away. Kise hurriedly cut off the thoughts that he couldn't pull back and ran around all over the sky, and moved away forcefully and abruptly. Topic: "My sister seems to have a good history, but things like chronology are really too difficult. What about Pingchengjing and Pinganjing is completely setting people up."
"The yellow oriole crows (homophonic 794), and Pingcheng capital begins to stand."
Listening to the sayings she came up with easily, Huang Lai couldn't help sighing, "It's amazing."
"I can tutor you in history. Although science is difficult, I'm good at history and Chinese. Well, I'm not bad at English."
"really?"
Huang Lai's voice seemed to be brightened suddenly, and then she acted coquettishly: "Then it's done."
"Well, I can read you a history book before bed."
The other side was silent for two seconds, and then immediately heard a muffled "boom", and the sound of books collapsing to the ground, followed by Huang Lai lowering his voice and crying out for pain.
Tsukishima Ryuki sat on the window and couldn't help laughing, her tear mole danced lightly with her smile, she squinted her eyes and looked at the crowd running on the beach in the distance, as if a cheerful breath was coming from afar.
"It's almost time for dinner, you have to eat well." Kise suddenly jumped up from the old lady Midorima, "Don't always think about work, the body is the most important thing, if you can't go out to relax, don't stay up late."
"Okay, Ryota is the same. The plan to read the history books will probably not be implemented until I go back. Don't lose sleep."
Kise sighed helplessly: "You say such things in such a tone, I wonder if I have false expectations."
"Ah." Tsukishima Ryuki raised her eyebrows, her tone was gentle as if she was grooming a small animal: "I'm not the kind of guy who has no integrity at all."
"That's all right?"
"we have a deal."
"Okay, see you later."
"Wait a moment!"
"doing what?"
"Kiss me."
Huang Lai's nerves suddenly tensed up, and he couldn't remember the words that had been choked back into his throat at all, and the palms of his hands holding the phone were sweating.
"mua!"
With a heartbroken heart, he responded to Tsukishima Ryuki's childish request. Hearing her gentle laughter, the depression that was tortured by the historical chronology to the point of headache was swept away.
He really wanted to kiss her.
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