Kirihara looked at his senior, bent down again, "I'll go first, thank you for your autograph" and then walked up the steps. After walking a few steps, he turned back and said, "Saya, our captain also likes Toihara Dou very much."
"One of them is for her." He raised the picture album in his hand and walked up with a smile.
Really? Is the captain Seiichi Yukimura? Otowa looked at the little bird on her shoulder. The bird's eyes were bright and bright, then she fluttered her wings and flew into the sky. The Pan clan couldn't stay above her until that day.
The gorgeous bit completely disappears before your eyes
She was left alone again
She turned around, and then her eyes stayed
Only a purple halo is left, is it you?
Keigo...
She blinked her eyes, and her eyelashes were stained with a little bit of sunlight, trembling slightly, and then slowly replaced by gray. If it wasn't him, how could he come?
Although she didn't know why, she clearly felt that he was getting farther and farther away from her, and she could no longer touch him.
The wind has started to rise, and it suddenly seems like a dream. There is no one in front of me, but it is far away. There is no longer a distance.
Raising his head, those quiet and indifferent eyes were filled with an unknown silence. Under the refraction of the sun, a piece of crystal was faintly visible.
The crisp chirping of birds sounded again, right behind her. She turned around. In an instant, the sun scattered and the breeze blew. It was like a large firework blooming in front of her eyes. It was beautiful but unreal.
"Kinggo" her voice quickly disappeared bit by bit, strand by strand, converging into an extremely simple syllable, only two words, illusory, empty, and confused.
I don’t know when the young man standing behind her approached her step by step, with elegant steps, calm and strong. There was a bright bird on his shoulder, with purple-gray hair curled up in very light lines.
The silver bird looked at her bright eyes quietly, looking very attentive.
"Little maid..." He approached her and called his special name. The voice was always accompanied by gorgeous colors. At this time, it seemed to be accompanied by a gentle sigh, which seemed to be a sigh, but not a sigh.
Catching wind and shadow, no one knows
Otoyu tried her best to raise her head and stared at him. Two perfect images gradually appeared in her calm pupils. They were his shadows. Suddenly, the boy's face became blurry in an instant, and the melting wind in the air was like a shadow.
Suddenly, she seemed to see that the seed placed in her heart began to slowly grow again.
"It's so ugly." He frowned, but there was no trace of distaste. He stretched out his fingers and lightly scratched her face. There was some cold water on his fingers. The fingertips that often held the racket had a trace of...
A thin layer of cocoon, very clear, very clear that the warmth belonging to his fingertips clearly came from her face
"Little maid" he leaned down, close to her face, his slender fingers still placed on her face, the corners of his perfect lips slightly raised, "I'm sorry" as soon as his voice reached her ears, it seemed
It was blown away by the wind in the blink of an eye...
sorry?
sorry
sorry……
She, what she heard just now, did she hear it wrong?
"Kinggo" she called his name, murmuring, a little at a loss, and a little confused. Is he apologizing? Just why should he apologize?
"It's really stupid." He put his whole hand against her cheek and stroked it gently. Then he raised three fingers and pinched her face hard. After a long time, he let go of his fingers. Her face was pinched by him.
Some places where I passed are red
Otoyu suddenly laughed, and from the corners of her eyes, she could secretly see the tears falling on the back of his hand. His body trembled suddenly. Then, this time, she clearly heard his sigh.
"Never again, never, never again" He sighed, not knowing what he was talking about? He reached out and pulled the hat on her head, lowering it a little, blocking the sunlight above her head.
Then he stood up straight
"Let's go, little maid, go have dinner with me." Zhang Yang's voice once again penetrated her eardrums. He was once again the aloof young man of Ice Emperor, but at this time, she felt really kindly moved.
In one glance, in one thought, my heart seems to be completely filled with sunshine
She knew that was what he gave
He smiled softly, with a light color of happiness. Nothing had changed. He was still the same person.