[comprehensive] true love

Tsukishima Ryuki looked around Kiritani calmly. The soft and light silk shirt on her body exuded a high-end luster, her slender ankles were exposed under the cropped suit pants, and she wore stiletto sandals on her feet. Showing round toes with bright red nail polish.

Her voice was low and soft, and she complained to Huang Lai in a plausible way. There was a long and tender hidden in her voice, but there was a little girl's innocence in the expression on her face.

Kise did not dare to turn around to see the expression of Tsukishima Ryui at this moment.

When the "air crash" happened that year, he had indeed been debauched for a long time. He felt that his soul was pulled out, and he looked coldly at the self who was drunk and dreaming for unknown reasons, living a life of walking corpses but was extremely sober and suffering.

Wherever he goes in school, it will cause explosive turmoil among girls. With a top model figure, good taste, and a face that looks like he can play, Kise, who has half a foot in the entertainment industry, takes it for granted Attracting countless women, he never refuses anyone who comes, but he doesn't go out of his way to keep them. When a girl claims to be his girlfriend, he will save enough face for the other party not to refute.

Even Kise himself didn't know how many girls claimed to be his girlfriend.

But he understands what this means to Tsukishima Ryui—

betray.

Even if he saw the collapse of thousands of sketches in the study and said countless words that made Tsukishima Ryuki go away in despair, he also knew that they were all ridiculous excuses, and the real reason was even his own. Don't dare to touch it.

All the minutiae of those years were pondered over and over again by him, almost shattered into ashes and melted into his blood, and they were always firmly engraved in his mind, lighting up a desperate path for him to this day pointing to her.

The sound of the pencil rubbing against the paper behind him made his scalp tense.

It was only at this time that Kiritani recovered from the eyes that had been examining Kise, and her eyes suddenly flickered when facing the absent-minded boy. The unexpected encounter aroused the emotions in her heart, the independent and proud woman, facing It is really a loss of composure to be aroused by the unwillingness of the boys in Gaozizhong who used to be carefree and playful.

But she also clearly grasped the desire/desire in her heart that she wanted to fight for.

Kiritani smiled coquettishly, and finally remembered the work she neglected because of her personal feelings, and slowly put a label on Kise that "the future will be long", switched back to a professional attitude, and jokingly said: " I was so fascinated by chatting with Ryota for so long, I almost forgot, Mr. Tsukishima, I am here to pick up the drawing for this issue."

Relying on the fact that she and Yue Dao Liu Yi have been in contact for half a year, she is confident that Yue Dao Liu Yi will not care about this little episode.

After all, that woman who is always dressed in black always has a face that has nothing to do with her, and she will show an impatient expression if she talks to her more than three times.

She looked at Tsukishima Ryuki on the hospital bed, and was surprised to find that her pair of peach blossom eyes showed a rare three-point smile, which was refracted from the cold lenses, and her aura was strong and mysterious, almost giving off some demonic aura. Come.

"Not drawn."

Tsukishima Ryuki said with a half-smile.

Perhaps it was because of her coffin-faced rare bloom, Tong Gu thought she had heard it wrong, and subconsciously glanced at the document box where the drawings were placed on weekdays, and asked, "What?"

"I'm sorry to let you go for nothing."

"But the phone said..."

Kiritani stared at her innocent, almost provocative face, belatedly thinking——

Why is Kise here?

Cold sweat suddenly seeped from the back.

"Then before the deadline tomorrow..."

"I'm not sure either."

Her voice was like a cold knife, piercing straight into people's hearts.

"Can you talk to me? Maybe I can help you, teacher?"

"I haven't healed from my injury yet, and I'm a little tired. Kise-kun, when you go out, help me send editor Kirito off."

My surname is Tong Gu.

The sentence stuck in her throat, and she would be an idiot if she hadn't heard that the ancestor was losing his temper.

Tsukishima Ryuki's smile seemed to only last for a few seconds, and she regained her casual expression, and with a gloomy face, both of them were thrown out of the ward.

Kise went back and forth quickly, and when she opened the door of the ward, she heard her on the phone: "Editor-in-Chief, yes, I'm going to suspend the publication for a year, because I can't resonate with the emotions of the characters. Defective product. In the coming year, I hope to continue to cooperate with Maeno editor... Yes, I have said more than once that he is [-], but when I cooperate with [-], my serialization is relatively smooth."

Kise: "..."

"Liuyi..." He opened his mouth with some difficulty, feeling that he had caused trouble to others, but he wanted to explain clearly to her that the words "ex-girlfriend" stuck in his throat.

Tsukishima Ryuki didn't even raise her head, her eyes were fixed on the computer screen, her hands kept typing, and she asked, "Why are you back again?"

The pencil she had put on the table was about to roll off as she typed, and Kise recognized that it was STAEDTLER92525, a gift from Tsukishima Ryui's deceased grandmother.

Kise subconsciously reached out to pick it up, but Tsukishima Ryuki suddenly reached out and held down the body of the pen, accompanied by an almost sharp sentence: "Don't touch it!"

She drew a line silently with her eyes, not giving Kise the chance to explain.

Kise froze in place.

Just when Huang Lai was about to turn around and leave, Tsukishima Ryuki suddenly said in a neutral tone: "You don't need to have any psychological burden."

Kise: "..."

He deeply realized that now is not a good time to discuss this topic, and the smell of sex in the air is almost on the verge of breaking out.

Unexpectedly, Tsukishima Ryuki would not let her go behind her——

"Anyway, I've never liked you as Kise Ryota."

Kise turned around abruptly, almost with a fierce look in his eyes: "Enough!"

He felt that his heart was clenched tightly, and the disordered and sudden intensified heartbeat made him almost out of breath, and his palms were covered with cold sweat.

He couldn't help but think of the sketches that filled the room, the half-length blond hair, and the stud on his left ear.

And that line: "She said you looked like a friend of hers."

The violent anger almost overwhelmed him, making him want to cut off all his hair, pinched her neck and yelled, "I'm not ten bundles of Tatara!"

Tsukishima Ryuki sneered: "Even the little girl who put love letters in your shoe cabinet knows what you like to eat, what you like to play, and what magazines you have been in. It's not like me. I just like your blingbling appearance superficially. I failed to love your essence and connotation, failed to touch your deep soul as Kise Ryota, just liked you as a blinding firework..."

Before she could finish her sentence, a large swath of blood red suddenly flashed across her eyes, Yue Dao Liuyi's heart trembled violently, and she raised her head——

Huang Lai tore off the stud from his left ear.

The sticky blood smudged down the curve of his cheeks, and the blood spread.

Tsukishima Ryuki's pupils contracted sharply, she got up from the bed abruptly, overturned the table on the bed, and the computer, books and drawing utensils fell all over the floor.

She grabbed Huang Lai by the collar, her lips trembling slightly, pushed him to sit on the bed, turned around and ran out to call the doctor.

Kise didn't seem to realize what he had done, his honey-colored eyes were smudged into scarlet, and felt unspeakable panic for the first time in his life, he suddenly stretched out a hand unexpectedly, and grabbed Tsukishima Ryuki with his backhand Come back: "You are not allowed to go!"

The strength of the sports boy restrained her so that she couldn't move, and at this moment, her aggressive and predatory nature broke out again. Tsukishima Ryuki felt that the wounds all over her body were about to be torn open. Tsukishima Ryuki, who had suppressed the destructive impulse in the past, was full of blood at this moment. Tumbling, almost about to make a move, but when he saw Huang Lai's ear bubbling blood, his heart was pricked, even struggling for fear of accidentally hurting him.

She cursed angrily, "I'll call the doctor!"

Kise ignored her, pressed her knees, and forcibly separated, Tsukishima Ryuki reached out to push her but was restrained and held her hands high above her head.

This insecure posture made her panic, she bent her knees and bumped into him, but Kise didn't dodge, after suffering this, there was a muffled sound from her hard knees, they stalemate for a long time, Tsukishima Ryuki She felt a drop of warmth fall from her face. She thought it was blood, but when she opened her eyes, she realized that strings of tears were falling from the corners of Huang Lai's eyes, but he was like a desperate little beast, trying in vain to resist something, but found No sound.

She paused for two seconds, and tried to push him away, and this time she broke free easily. When Huang Set let go of her, her eyelids trembled slightly, and then she lowered her eyes, and her wet eyelashes stuck to her face.

Obviously looking forward to it for so long, obviously at the top of jealousy and anger, obviously holding the most desired happiness.

He let her go anyway.

Huang Lai trembled slightly, thinking that what was in front of him might be a big dream that he let go of in ignorance back then, that's why the pain continued to this day, so longing, so anticipating, but he didn't dare to hold on, afraid of waking up from the dream, telling him that he never Lost, but never gained.

He lost his way in a trance.

But in the next second, someone gently hugged him into his arms, reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and patted his back again and again, as if smoothing the fur of a small animal.

He froze, dazed for a while, unable to distinguish the boundary between reality and illusion, but vaguely felt that he had touched something, and the idea in his chaotic head became clear again——

"Let Tsukishima Ryuki belong to me."

This time, he will not let go no matter what, she is his, and it is his.

The author has something to say: what am I doing, don’t I make a living by selling glass slag? What is this kind of atmosphere that may come at any time? !