She looked at the beads in her hand. She could still focus on them at first, but soon after, her eyes became blurry and the beads in her hand changed from two to three.
"Well" the needle suddenly pricked her finger accidentally. The sudden pain made her wake up a lot. It turned out that she really almost fell asleep. A drop of blood quickly appeared on her index finger, red.
She put her fingers in her mouth, and tasted the faint smell of blood on her tongue, and her fingers were numb and painful.
But this is okay. Although it hurts a little, she is already awake. She puts down her fingers and continues to string the beads with the needle. This time she is more careful. She knows that she can't prick herself again, isn't it?
I'm afraid of pain, I'm just afraid, there's no way I can string it together tomorrow
"Knock knock..." All the sounds in the middle of the night were extremely clear. She put down the needle and thread, looked at the table and checked the alarm clock. It was already past 2 o'clock. Who was it?
Opening the door, a somewhat tired Atobe Keigo was standing at the door. His hand was still in mid-air, showing that he was still preparing to knock on the door again. There was dim light in the corridor, which made him, who was wearing white pajamas, look more clearly than usual.
Sounds much gentler than usual
"It's so late, what are you doing?" He walked in and frowned tightly when he saw the pile of beads she put on the desk, "What are you doing?"
He pointed at the beads on the table and was extremely unhappy. Was it because he wanted to string this string that he stayed up so late at night? When did she have such a strange hobby? It was so ungrateful.
"Yes." Otoyu just smiled good-naturedly at his obviously displeased question. However, she seemed to have disturbed his rest. Recently, she always went to bed very late. He should have noticed it long ago.
, can the matter really continue to be hidden? It seems that she will have to be more careful in the future. I wonder if it will be safer to use a flashlight at night.
She was so immersed in her own thoughts that she didn't even notice Atobe Keigo's eyes getting darker and darker. He tugged at the corner of his mouth, then directly pulled up a chair and sat down, picking up the needle on the table awkwardly.
Wearing beads, this is the first time for his young master to do such a thing
Otowa actually wanted to stop him, but she knew that Atobe Keigo's decision would never change. However, he made it even harder for her to let go of him. His outwardly flamboyant narcissism was difficult to understand.
However, it is really easy for a young man with such a careful and gentle heart to fall in love with him.
Then, leaving him seems to be a more difficult thing. She doesn't want to leave, really doesn't want to
"Little maid, you see, as expected, I am omnipotent. How can such a trivial matter be so difficult for me?" He raised his head and pointed at the bead that took him ten minutes to put in, feeling a little proud.
said
"Yes." Yinyu nodded, his eyes were as moist as water, and he lowered his eyes slightly, as if his heart was broken. In fact, he would rather he let her stay here alone, she would rather let him go to sleep, she would rather this
She was the only one in the room, and she didn't want to let him stay here, staying with her, sleepless
But, in the end, she could only look at him like this, stringing beads one after another very quietly and seriously.
Time passed by like a fleeting moment, passing through the fingers of the two people. The bead chain on their hands was slowly returning to its original shape. The beads were shining brightly. Under the dim light, it was really beautiful.
is very beautiful
Until Otoyu threaded the last bead and tied the knot, it was completed.