At night, in the Atobe mansion, the English teacher looked at the homework handed in by Otowa with satisfaction, "This time was good, Ms. Saya, please keep up the hard work." His voice was still flat, and even the person who praised him had a formal tone.
Otoyu finally breathed a sigh of relief and passed the test. She really felt like vomiting while copying the text. Finally, she didn’t have to copy anymore. Her efforts over the past few days were not in vain. Of course, she should be most grateful to that narcissistic boy, Ji.
Bu Keigo has really given her a lot of help. Although it is said that all this happened because of him, one thing is one thing and everything is clear. Those who deserve thanks should still be thanked.
This night, she finally went to bed early. Lying on the soft bed, there was a faint fragrance of roses in the air, which was emanating from the rose fields outside. She closed her eyes, and soon opened them again,
Then I sat up from the bed with some frustration. It seemed that I was used to going to bed late. It was so early today and I really couldn't sleep. I took out the alarm clock on the bedside. The ten hand just pointed to 10 o'clock.
She got out of bed, walked barefoot on the carpet without slippers, then walked directly to the window, opened the curtains, the moonlight poured down the window, shining gently on her face, and a slight breeze blew,
It brings more rose fragrance, clusters of silver, and an intoxicating soft wave. Only sparse stars mark the loneliness in the night.
Outside the window, you can clearly see the large clear-water swimming pool in the Atobe mansion. The water surface is calm and waveless. Under the soft moonlight, it is reflected with patches of light-colored ripples. The light color, transparent water, and a layer of silver
Surrounded by fog, vaguely embroidered with some blue light
Suddenly, as if the clear silver waves were shattered, a vague but familiar figure could be seen in the water waves.
The figure emerged from the water, it was indeed him
Does he still want to swim so late? He is such a strange person.
Although she thought so, she still walked out of the door. There were rows of halo-yellow wall lamps in the corridor of Atobe Mansion. They were controlled by sound and kept lighting up as she walked.
Passed by, extinguished again, clearly in the process of extinction, the girl's face showed a faint sense of peace.
Atobe Keigo swam up from the swimming pool, with water drops still dripping from his hair. He sat on the lounge chair next to him. He was the only one here at this time, not even the birch floor was there. The moon waves were gentle and quiet, making him feel like a boy.
On his body, a light halo of light was reflected in his hair. The falling water droplets were as transparent as crystal. The shallow flowing light was like the stars in the sky, fragmented and beautiful. And his naked upper body looked like under the moonlight.
Jade-like and crystal perfect, although not muscular, but very well-proportioned. Year-round exercise has given him a good figure even though he is only 15 years old. He is definitely not as obese as the current rich second generation. He is strict with others.
, even more strict with oneself
He closed his eyes, leaned on the chair, raised his head very high, the wind blew gently, the water droplets on his hair kept falling, and there were also traces of water on the ground. There was a sound of footsteps underneath him, and a gentle
, is also very familiar. Before he opened his eyes, he could already hear whose footsteps it was so late. Why wasn't she asleep yet?
There was a soft touch on his hair, and the corners of the towel kept brushing against his face. He opened his eyes slightly, and then closed them again. Only the smile that kept rising from the corners of his mouth, and at this time, the boy's
What she carries on her body is more charm and elegance that does not belong to men, and more importantly, her face, which is delicate and gentle.
Otoyu frowned, holding a towel and wiping his wet hair. The white towel with light blue flowers swept up the boy's naturally curly silver-gray hair, criss-crossing it, looking elegant.
The color of dust
"Little maid, would you like to try swimming at this time? It will feel very good." He tilted his head and smiled warmly at the corner of his mouth. His blue eyes were now filled with a hint of silver. For some reason, when she was here
When he looked at it, it turned into a pure purple, which was very similar to her potted chrysanthemum. The tear mole under the corner of his eye was light brown, as if someone had deliberately clicked on it. As his eyes moved,
Gorgeous and dazzling, but also unintentionally with a touch of sadness, making her dazzled as if seeing a sky full of stars.
But at this moment, she remembered this young man's smile and will never forget it for the rest of her life.