The curtains have been closed, and she knows that the outside world is still so brilliant and beautiful, but she seems to have a feeling of missing out. She really missed a lot.
Holding the notebook tightly, it seems that only in this way can it bring her that shallow warmth, which is also the only warmth that can be given to her at this time.
Suddenly, a smile bloomed on her lips, but it was a little bitter.
She lay down and hugged the notebook to her chest. She knew that he no longer needed her or wanted her, but she really missed him, so much, so much.
There were some faint warm water drops in her eyes, and then they fell down her face.
But she still smiled, because every bit of it was really beautiful and happy.
The moment I found out I fell in love with him, the moment I knew he fell in love with someone else, the moment I left, such a clear and dustless memory, I can see traces of his presence in every picture.
And there are traces of him really caring about her
Closing my eyes, I suddenly remembered the love poem of the Sixth Emperor Tsangyang Jiacuo:
That day, I closed my eyes in the fragrant mist of the Sutra Hall, and suddenly heard the mantra in your chant;
That month, I shook all the prayer wheels, not for salvation, but just to touch your fingertips
That year, I kowtowed and prostrated on the mountain road, not to meet you, but just to be close to your warmth;
In that life, I walked around mountains, rivers, and pagodas, not to cultivate the next life, but just to meet you on the way.
Holding the notebook in my arms tightly again, some things, inadvertently, have already penetrated deep into the bone marrow. Do you still remember the memories that cannot be erased or forgotten? That year of me, that year
of you
The curtains were blown up by the slight wind, and only a faint ray of sunlight fell through the curtains. When it reached the corners of the curtains, it was completely blocked. The room had a light blue Mediterranean color, and the door was closed.
, the tightly drawn curtains, and the girl lying on the bed with a slightly pale face, very quiet, very quiet atmosphere
Just like, those two words
Silence...
At the same time, a stretched car was driving quickly, passing the trees on both sides and moving forward rapidly. In the car sat a young man with an outstanding temperament. The young man's fingers gently stroked his brow, and he closed his eyes tightly.
His eyes, only between his brows, were tightly knitted together
The car quickly drove to a private villa. The young man got out of the car and looked at the villa with half-squinted eyes. He rarely came here. Although the Atobe family had many villas, they were the ones he stayed in most.
He thought at Atobe Mansion, if she hadn't been here, maybe he wouldn't have come here.
The maids were already waiting for him at the door. They all lowered their heads, waiting for the boy to walk in. When they saw the only heir of the Atobe family, with such an outstanding appearance, such elegant temperament, and such a flamboyant sense of presence, they were instantly stunned.
The two young maids' cheeks turned red instantly.
The charm of Atobe Keigo, no matter where he is, can be said to be fascinated by both young and old.
Such a gorgeous young man will never be forgotten with just one glance. As time goes by, I believe that in the near future, he will be unrivaled.
Atobe Keigo walked directly into the door of the villa. He lowered his eyebrows and asked the maid standing aside: "What's going on?" His tone was low and anxious, and he was no longer as lazy and casual as before.
But it seems that he is a little more mature than usual at this moment.
"Master Keigo, it's like this..." The maid named Kazuko walked behind him and explained what happened in detail, including Otowa's extremely strange abnormality.
"I understand." Atobe Keigo didn't stop and asked the maid to take him to Otowa's room.
He walked to the door of the room, but stopped because there was a "Do Not Disturb" sign hanging on the door.
He snorted softly and reached out to push the door open, but his movements were surprisingly gentle.
He waved his hand to the maid, who bowed, turned and left. They knew that this young master was not something they could control, nor was he someone they could dream of.
Atobe Keigo opened the door and what he saw was a dim room. It was obviously daytime and the sun was shining brightly outside. However, when he walked into this room, he still felt a little cold.
The light blue room, at this time, makes people feel more and more cold.
His pupils shrank inexplicably and his heartbeat stopped for a beat.
He slowly approached the extremely luxurious-looking blue princess bed, then sat down and looked down at the sleeping girl.
"Little maid, I really suffered a lot from you." With a tone that seemed to be a sigh but not a sigh, and a feeling that seemed to be resentful but not resentful, he stretched out his slender fingers to pinch her face out of habit, but found that,
However, his fingers exerted all their strength, clenched his hand, and then loosened it again, gently touching her cheek. Her face had a temperature that was lower than that of an ordinary person.
And he discovered that, in just a few days, her hair had decreased a lot.
Sighing lowly, at this time, he really didn't know what the purpose of such persistence was. He punished himself and her. Is this really the result he wanted?
However, when he wanted to end it, he no longer knew that he had to end it by himself.
It's true for her, and it's true for myself too
When he waited a moment, he pulled the quilt under her chin and covered her tightly. His movements were still gentle, and she seemed to be sleeping so deeply that she didn't notice his arrival at all.
Moving his body slightly, the young man sitting beside the bed stood up, but took up the corner of the quilt. The quilt was lifted, he lowered his head, and his purple-blue pupils shrank again.
He sat down again and looked at the thing she was holding tightly in her arms. It was very familiar, very familiar.
his notebook
He stretched out his hand, just to see clearly, but found that she hugged her tighter.
"Kinggo..." He heard her mumbling to herself, and for some reason, his eyes felt a little sore.
"What an idiot." He cursed softly, but it was a soft sigh that seemed to be true.
However, there was joy in my heart that I had never experienced before, and there was also a graceful sense of happiness.
At this time, the young man's perfect face held a rare gentle smile, and he just looked at the girl facing him quietly for a long, long time...
He looked at the watch on his wrist, then stood up, pulled the quilt for her again, walked out of the room lightly, closed the door, and the maid stood in the hall, still cleaning. At this time every day, they would
The whole villa must be cleaned spotlessly.
"Master Keigo" When they saw Atobe Keigo walking in, they all stood up straight and respectfully. This is the excellent work attitude of Atobe family retainers.
"Yes," Atobe Keigo glanced at them lightly, "Don't let her know about my coming. If something happens, let me know as soon as possible. Do you understand?" He ordered in a deep voice, without any joke at all.
serious
"Yes, we understand." The maid agreed respectfully and watched him leave.
They saw that this young boy seemed to have matured too much in an instant, and he already had the feeling of being the leader of the Atobe family. His domineering aura had slowly become stronger.