At night, she lay on the bed, with MP3 in her ears, and some lyrical music, which made her heart calmer and calmer. Outside the window, the fragrance of jasmine flowers bloomed...
Under the same sky, in a strict Japanese house, a young man is wearing white home clothes, with two shirt buttons missing. His slender collarbones are thin, with clear and round lines. He looks extremely smooth. Take a closer look.
Next, I discovered that it was so delicate and sexy. His face was breathtaking, cold and aloof. A strand of broken hair hung down in front of his beautiful forehead. He slightly opened his eyes, but it couldn't block his sharp and clear eyes, which were like those of a cold mountain.
That piece of snow, pure cold...
He held a teacup in his hand, which contained a cup of black tea. The tea was already cold, but he still didn't take a sip.
After standing for a while, he walked to the computer, opened it, and entered a few characters with his slender fingers, and then the computer displayed a series of pages.
He opened them one by one for a long time. He pursed his lips slightly, stood up, and stood in front of the window again. The stars outside kept twinkling. It seemed that tomorrow would be another good weather.
The fine breeze slightly ruffled his hair, as if carrying a burst of quiet music... making his eyes a little dreamy...
The phone rang. He walked over, picked up the phone and put it to his ear. The unique cold voice was very nice.
"Hello……"
For a long time, there was no sound that day
He frowned
Still didn't speak
His fingers clenched the phone, his eyes changed, but he looked a little impatient.
"Hey..." was heard again. If he didn't speak again, he would die. If he knew who was making fun of him like this, he would never... spare him...
"Tezuka...Tezuka...senpai..." An extremely suppressed female voice finally came from the other side.
"Who are you?" Tezuka picked up the phone and sat on the sofa with an unknown person, making his voice more familiar and rigorous.
Didn't speak for a long time again
He hung up the phone, then picked it up when it rang again, "Hello!"
"Tezuka-senpai, this is Kiyoki. I just want to say good night to you. Okay, I have nothing more to say. I'm sorry to disturb you." The words over there kept exploding like cannonballs, without giving him a chance to react.
Then, there was a beeping sound...
Tezuka put down the phone with a calm face. He walked to the table and picked up the already cool teacup. The shape of the teacup was very simple but very elegant. He took a sip. The cold tea had a slight bitter taste.
He stirred the small spoon in his hand unconsciously, not knowing where his mind went...
On the other side, after hanging up the phone, Kiyoki Hashika sat on the bed, hugging the phone tightly, her small face was completely red, she was so embarrassed, and her face was so hot. Did she talk to Tezuka-senpai? Tomorrow, yes
Tomorrow, she got out of bed and opened the book. Tomorrow is the weekend. The blush on her face slowly spread to her neck. Tomorrow, she will be able to see him. She thought, although Tezuka-senpai is usually cold,
Yes, but for her, it was definitely different from others. She remembered that he would always say hello to her every time he saw her, even though she took the initiative first... She stuck out her tongue...
She fell in love with him from the first day she met him. Although he had a fiancée at that time, he never liked the girl who was his fiancée. Therefore, she had many opportunities, although because of Saya Otoyu's relationship
, she brought herself a lot of trouble, but she was saved by Tezuka-senpai every time. He was like her prince, protecting her from the witch. Of course, she was that princess, that witch, right now.