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She called him Ah Zheng.

When hearing this address, Akashi's fingers curled up unconsciously.He has always looked people in the eye when he speaks, not just for politeness, but because it makes his words seem more convincing and compelling, thus taking advantage of the dominant position.

But at this moment, he moved his gaze away first, not wanting others to notice his wavering eyes—especially, he didn't want to be noticed by the girl in front of him.

Akashi tried his best not to let his expression soften, but he found that it became an extremely difficult thing when facing Ah-chan.

For a moment, he doubted whether anyone could keep a straight face to her.

She called him Ah Zheng, which reminded him almost instantly of that night that may never have been forgotten for a moment-the night moon and stars hang down on the sky above their heads, and she bends over like the sky and the earth. The beloved daughter of God, who loved and pityed her, closed her eyes and kissed a mortal tenderly.

And that dream.

She called him Ah Zheng and said...she liked him.

Even though it had been a long time, Akashi found that he still clearly remembered the softness of her lips, and missed the intoxicating, moist and warm breath between her lips and teeth.

"sorry that I had you worried."

A love scene is like a battlefield, and Akashi's temporary concession and retreat instantly gave Ah-chan the upper hand and the initiative.

The girl snuggled into his chest softly, she said softly: "...But, thank you..."

She raised her face, and smiled at Akashi's calm face, even though his mood was turbulent, but there was still no clue on the surface, "Thank you, Ah Zheng, for worrying about me."

There was a smile and tenderness in her eyes, staring at that handsome fair face, as well as those clear and bright red eyes—the expressionless look on his face didn't seem to frighten her, she felt confident She was very focused, so focused that her eyes seemed to see through the appearance of intimacy shrouded on his surface, and saw the pride and indifference hidden deep in it - but she was not satisfied yet.

She seemed to be still searching, searching for the hidden deepest, deepest thing—his most sincere tenderness.

—perhaps she came close to finding it.

So it's hard to say whether Akashi's sudden pressure on her lips was because she was looking at her for too long, or his last self-defense wanted to divert her attention.

Ah-Chan put the hand behind his back, curled up her fingers with pandering intimacy, and wrinkled his coat.Then she felt that under the clothes, the boy's body was well-proportioned, with tight muscles, but still a little thin.

Although puberty should be the time of fastest development, Akashi obviously hasn't entered that accelerated period.Therefore, when Ah-chan put her arms around his waist, she realized that the boy's body was even slimmer than he usually looked.

But usually Akashi's figure is always upright and dignified, his aura is calm, his expression is gentle but with a maturity far beyond his peers, so that people rarely realize that his body is still so young.

And Akashi's kiss was as reserved and restrained as he showed his character. After a while, he left Ah-chan's lips, but his hand was still on her waist.The boy sighed softly, and finally admitted: "Yeah, I'm a little angry."

Ah-chan laughed.She gently leaned her face against his shoulder, and gently pressed her cheek against the side of his face.Then, with a sense of cherishment, he rubbed his ear affectionately, "I like Akashi's angry look, so I have a special reward for you."

The girl's voice was soft and brisk, and she didn't seem to feel any fear or guilt at all because of his anger, but seemed to be very happy.It was as if it was something to be proud of to make him angry.

...However, from a certain point of view, this is indeed something to be proud of.

Because Akashi has rarely been angry since he was sensible.

His home education was devoted to turning him into a person who could remain calm and composed no matter what happened to him.

But this girl named Sakurai-chan seems to have always told him that she wanted to see him angry since the first contact.

Is it because of a bad desire to conquer?

According to the principle that what is rare is the most valuable, to make the indifferent people who rarely smile smile, to make the gentle and gentle people angry, to make the cynical and meaningless people serious, and to make the rebellious and violent people docile and obedient... Always exciting.

This is like a match without a referee, and no one knows when it will start. In the end, the girl's opponent always loses without knowing it.

But at this moment, that soft body was tightly attached to his body, and the girl's hug had already exceeded the longest time limit a simple hug could have, so it revealed some other meanings.

[I still want your body. 】

[I want more contacts. 】

【I want you. 】

……

Before Akashi reached puberty, he had read many books about love.At that time, young children could understand every word in the poems, and they would also marvel at the exquisite structure and beautiful diction.

But the scene he described often confuses him.

——[The person I love deeply, in order to fulfill your wishes.I would exchange my brocade for gray velvet and weave a web of pain to please you.Every line of even the most splendid net is a wasted time. 】【The person I love deeply, in order to fulfill your wishes.The house of my soul shall be a place of torment.There shall be an unquenchable flame and an undead worm. 】【If it is to fulfill your wishes, I am willing to bear all of this.Sell ​​ambition, put on the gloomy clothes called failure, let sorrow stay in my heart forever. 】【Many people once believed that love is a tight shackle that encircles the soul that should be free.They didn't notice that love turned me into a flying eagle, gave me wide wings to fly through the mysterious heights, and went to some steep mountain where no one has ever traveled, trying to catch the last few strands of your hair. 】【I am like a daisy following the sun, thinking with longing eyes, every casual glance you land on me is like the sun crowning its halo on its leaves. 】【I deeply understand that it is the love that drives the sun and all the stars. 】For a person who has been educated since childhood with reason as the top priority, it is hard for Akashi to imagine that one day he will become like the people described in these books, fascinated, humble and fragile, with ups and downs, all Emotional perception is controlled by others.

This kind of powerlessness is like walking in the world, the armor that surrounds you is solid and reliable, but suddenly one day, you meet that cursed and unprepared person.Your defenses were suddenly breached from the inside, and you were exposed soft and fragile to the world. From then on, even a little wind and rain could put you to death.

The young Akashi once looked at the verses in the book and decided in his heart: I will never become like this.

But thinking about it now, he was really too naive and naive back then.

In fact, even an hour ago, if someone had said to Akashi that he was going to meet someone who would one day be even more important to him than himself, he would just smile and forget about it. back.

but now……

Akashi suddenly had to admit that if the current momentum continued, that sentence would become a prophecy.

Today's Sakurai-chan doesn't make him like this, but he can already see the future development between them.

He will be angry and angry for her, worried and anxious for her, and smile and be happy for her...

Then, it may only be a matter of time before the verses he read when he was young are staged in him.

You can't guard against her touch, she can touch wherever she wants.If she is holding a sharp knife in her hand and venom in her mouth, even if your reason has already seen the great pain and trauma clearly, your emotions will control your body and attack you head-on.

You even can't wait to expose your dead point, so that she can know where it stabs you, it is more deadly.

You turned into a kite uncontrollably, and the other end of the string will be tightly held in the hands of others.

Akashi couldn't help but frowned.

And when he realized this, he got a chance to choose-this may be the last chance to choose.

The road on the left is to withdraw in time, while the road on the right...may lead to the abyss.

He thought about it for too long, or in other words, he was unable to make up his mind.It wasn't until Midorima pushed open the door of the student union office and walked in that Akashi came back to his senses.

A tall boy with hair that matches the color of emerald is the vice president of the student council.The recent school anniversary is approaching, and the work of the student union is increasing day by day, so that not only the president needs to sit in the student union for a long time during lunch breaks, but the vice president is also busy everywhere.

After school, there is still work for the basketball club, so Midorima used to try to solve most of the paperwork at noon.He habitually walked towards Akashi, but suddenly saw the red-haired boy put his finger up at him and put it on his lips, signaling him to slow down and lower his voice.

This somewhat sudden instruction finally made Midorima realize the difference between today's student union office and the past.

—— On the sofa in the corner, there was a slender and beautiful figure curled up.

It wasn't a member of the student council, but Midorima knew that face very well.

Because that is Sakurai-chan.

Sakurai-chan closed her eyes, as if she was sleeping during her lunch break.Her jet-black hair was scattered on the white sofa, and her white and beautiful face and ruddy soft lips were contrasted in black and white, making her even more beautiful and shocking.

She was just lying on an ordinary sofa, but she looked like a sleeping goddess, sunken above the soft clouds.

Midorima felt that his sanity was still very clear, far from being "stunned", but when he turned his eyes away from her and landed on Akashi, the red-haired boy's inquisitive look was still the same. It clearly reminded him - he had watched it for too long.

"...This is the document I just got back from the teacher."

Midori paused, but didn't explain anything.He pushed his glasses, and in line with the belief that "explaining is covering up", he put the document in his hand in front of Akashi as if nothing had happened.

It was only after getting closer that Midorima vaguely sensed a greater sense of disobedience.

This sense of disobedience has been haunting him since he entered the door just now, but the fact that Sakurai-chan appeared in the student union was a bit too sudden, so that he didn't notice it until now.

——This sense of disobedience does not come from Sakurai-chan, but from Akashi.

His shirt is always straight, and his hair is always neat, but today... for some reason, there seems to be a little wrinkle on the water-blue shirt, and his short red hair is also a little messy.

That wasn't a big change, but Midorima would see Akashi sitting in this position almost every day, with a straight shirt and neat red hair, so his little bit of abnormality today was particularly obvious in his eyes.

Midorima frowned slightly, looked at Akashi who had already opened the file, and finally asked: "Speaking of which, Sakurai-chan...why are you here?"

And Akashi's answer was almost without stagnation, he replied naturally and without any flaws: "It's too much to be harassed by rumors."

He seemed to think that there was nothing wrong with this matter, so he could answer the reason freely without concern, "Sakurai is very troubled. She said that she felt that no matter where she was, someone was staring at her, so she ran over and asked me if she could take a rest." In the student union lounge."

Having said that, he finished flipping through the documents, signed his name at the end, and raised his head, "Speaking of which, it's time for class in the afternoon, Mr. Midori, please wake her up, let's go together Shall we go back to the classroom?"