Beauty is destined

The quiet sunlight sneaked in through the gaps in the bookshelves, forming a beam and hitting the ground, and the tiny floating dust in the air circled around the beam of light.

Akina Fujiwara's fingers were pressing on his back, and the other hand was on his lower abdomen as if to keep a distance.

She stepped back, her fingers brushing his shoulder blades and his abs seemingly inadvertently.

"Thank you." She lowered her head and said softly, twisting her fingertips together.

Although her Mr. Diamond doesn't look very material, but his muscles are very tight, he must have been well exercised.

The slightly bulging muscles, the sweaty abdominal muscles, the slightly undulating mermaid lines...

She bit her lower lip tightly, feeling inexplicably hungry.

"You've always been so reckless?" His tone was extremely light, with a bit of superior indifference.

Not for you?

Fujiwara Haruna looked up at him.

Facing those eyes that were like floating shards of ice, he found it difficult to utter all his words.

Such a self is really too pathetic.

He reached out to press his forehead, and hooked the corners of his mouth in self-deprecating, "What's your name?"

His abnormality finally prevented her from ignoring her anymore, Qiu Nai looked at his face carefully, and said softly: "I think you probably know."

Atobe Keigo suddenly put down his hand, his gaze was like a sharp thorn.

She lowered her head and exhaled softly, as if she was mentally preparing for something.

"Atobe-kun, your behavior is really weird." She withdrew her hand and stepped back step by step, as if she was about to melt into the sunlight behind her.

He stretched out his hand subconsciously, as if he had done it countless times in his dream.

"Who are you looking at through me?" Her words were like sharp knives, instantly brushing away what he was trying to hide.

He stood in the distance, his eyes were dark, while she stood in the sky and smiled at him.

It's not okay if someone else's name is engraved on her diamond.

"Huh?" Atobe seems to have regained his position, broke away from her rhythm, put his fingers on the side of his nose, and gently brushed the tear mole at the corner of his eyes, trying to pull some uncontrollable emotions away, and looked at her again .

He thought he knew her well enough, but he found that it was just the tip of the iceberg. For example, the appearance of Akina Fujiwara at this time was something he had never seen since he was married to her for many years.

It was as if he had been bitten by a poisonous snake in his heart, the pain was piercing, the wound was numb and festered, and the venom was lingering in the blood vessels.

"Are you Akina Fujiwara?"

"Yes, I'm Akina Fujiwara."

He suddenly let out a chuckle, turned around and was about to leave, but her voice came from behind——

"It seems that the person you know is also called Fujiwara Haruna..."

He really wanted to say to her, "That person is you," and see what else this little liar, the woman who had lied to him almost all his life, could say.

He is really blind. He has never seen through her essence for so many years. Is it because she pretends so well, or is it because the essence of love is blind?

Why did he fall in love with Akina Fujiwara? It was obvious that their status and status were extremely mismatched before her father went bankrupt, not to mention her miserable scene after her father went bankrupt.

However, if love had a reason, the city of Troy would not have been breached.

"……sorry."

He stopped again, with a puzzled look on his face, "Why are you apologizing to me?"

"Probably because I let you down." She smiled warmly, "I don't want to let you down..."

His expression was tense again, as if he was facing an enemy.

But she walked towards him step by step on the beam of light, stretched out her hand towards him, tilted her head and said softly: "Now that you have figured it out, let's get to know each other again, my name is Fujiwara Qiunai."

He lowered his head and glanced at her white palm, but there was a red scratch on the side of the palm, like a scratch on the precious white porcelain, which was very annoying.

He lowered his brows slightly, and his purple-gray broken hair fell from his forehead, covering the expression in his eyes, as if he had seen through her tricks, he chuckled lightly, turned and left.

This time, Akina Fujiwara didn't stop him, but looked at his tall and straight back with a slightly distressed expression.

In the afternoon, a dull-looking boy stood in front of her, raised his glasses expressionlessly, "Fujiwara-san, you haven't been to the literature club for a long time."

Qiu Nai withdrew her gaze from the window, her eyes widened suddenly, and she let out a panicked "Ah", it was so cute.

The boy raised his glasses again, "So, you won't be able to go again this afternoon, can you?"

"Yes... I'm sorry." She lowered her head, her shoulders couldn't help shaking, "I...I..." almost cried.

No one would be willing to embarrass such a beautiful girl, even the well-known and boring president of the literary club.

"Okay." He only said one word, but Qiu Nai couldn't figure out whether he was angry or not.

He turned around and left, but she timidly grabbed the back of his shirt.

"President..." She raised her head and smiled slightly, like a shy cherry blossom outside the window, "Thank you."

He went to poke his glasses again, but almost poked his eyes with a trembling hand.

"That... this... it's okay... I also know about your family's situation, um..." He was at a loss, his pale face was slightly flushed, "That...do you need my help?"

Fujiwara Haruna laughed softly, and he became more and more at a loss.

"No need, I will thank the president in my heart, and I will hand in the book report on time," she winked at him playfully, "Then I'll leave it to you."

"Yeah!" He nodded vigorously, and when he was about to go out, he was still on the same hand.

"It's not my problem..."

She seemed to be experimenting with something, but the result made her even more confused, "Then why is his behavior so strange?"

Qiu Nai pushed open the window and stared blankly at the direction of the tennis court, only to see that radiant figure jumping high and smashing the ball into the opponent's court.

"As expected of a king." She held her face in both hands, staring in a daze, her fingertips brushed her cheek unconsciously, showing a smile that was bound to win, "...It's also my diamond."

The girl's screams went straight into the sky, she closed the window without hesitation, glanced at her watch, and left the classroom with her schoolbag.

She was running out of time.

The glass door of a uniquely decorated coffee shop in the commercial street was pushed open, and there was a pleasant wind chime.

Qiu Nai lowered her head, her silver hair slid down from her shoulders, and some of it fell between the two peaks along the wide lace collar. She looked a little shy, with one hand in front and the other behind, trying to pull it up to her thighs root maid skirt.

After not hearing a reply for a long time, she peeked suspiciously, like a cat carefully watching its owner's face.

He raised his chin, coughed softly, put one hand on his chest, and kept stroking the tear mole in the corner of his eye with the other, covering up his panic with arrogance.

Aware of this, Qiu Nai immediately became calm. She raised one hand, curled her fingers slightly, and placed it on her cheek, making a gentle scratching movement like a cat. Her voice was soft and trembling, "Meow—Master——"

Atobe Keigo suddenly felt that the whole person was not well.

She jumped a few times on the spot, turned a circle, and the tail on her buttocks swayed accordingly, and she looked at him expectantly.

He even felt a little dazzled, otherwise why did he see the cat ears on the top of her head moving a few times?

However, before he had time to act, Akina Fujiwara became more daring, and even hugged his arm with both hands, squeezing his arm to her chest, and she herself stepped back in small steps, pulling him to the seat beside her go.

"Is it the first time Master is here? I really miss Master!"

Atobe quickly adapted to her tone of voice, but he still felt a little ashamed. He sat on the seat that looked like a scallop, and said in an inexplicable tone: "Since it's the first time I came here, how can I miss it so much?" ?Um?"

He just wanted to point out her bad language in such a pink and ambiguous place.

Qiu Nai was a little annoyed by him, but her face blushed, Qiqi Ai said: "That...Master, because...Because I have been thinking about Master."

It was obviously a lie, but he immediately repelled his pressing questions. He turned his head to look out the window, and let out an "ah".

Qiu Nai held the menu and tilted her head to look at him, until he finally turned his head unbearably, she gave a soft and sweet smile.

"It's too fake." After his initial shyness faded away, he no longer showed the helplessness that other boys faced her, and his sharp eyes seemed to have seen through her.

After all, it is His Royal Highness...

Akina Fujiwara blinked her eyes, as if she just realized it, she brought the menu in front of him, and then smiled slightly, "The master is shining like a diamond, so I can't take my eyes off."

This is absolutely true.

In the sea in his eyes, a wave surged up and hit her, depositing her icy blue in it.

"Akina Fujiwara, do you say that to everyone?" He clearly had joy in his eyes, but sullenness appeared on his face. This anger was not only aimed at her, but more at himself.

"How could it be?" She showed a look of surprise, the corners of her eyes were drawn down, and the corners of her mouth were turned up, outlining an extremely gentle expression, but that expression made him feel uncomfortable, as if a crack had been torn open in his heart, which would always be buried in his heart. Some emotions in the bottom of my heart came out to the world again.

He didn't know what he saw in her eyes, and his expression struggled.

Akina Fujiwara slowly straightened her body lying on the table, distanced herself from him, and pushed the menu in his direction again.

"Master, please order."

Every note seemed to bounce from her lips.

He tapped one at random with his fingers, then crossed his hands in front of his lips, his eyelashes drooped, as if he was thinking about something.

Akina Fujiwara took back the menu, turned to leave, and when passing by a table, the man who looked like an elite, who was incompatible with the sweet pink aura here, accidentally dropped the coffee spoon on the ground, which happened to land at her feet.

The two looked at each other, and the elite raised his glasses, "Sorry." Then he bent down to pick them up.

She also squatted down and stretched out her fingers, which just slid past the back of his hand, saw his fingers tremble and then stopped, and she picked up the spoon.

"Master, I will give you a new cat~"

The sugar-like ending seemed to make him a little uncomfortable, and he tried his best to pretend to be calm, "Then I will trouble you."

His eyes avoided her.

Adults really like duplicity.

She smiled sweeter.