[King of Nets_Trails] Birds and Fish

*

The girl I shared with moved out.

She plans to move in with her boyfriend.

She cried when the mouse crawled into her bed and decided to move out within a few days.While directing the people from the housekeeping company, she cried and called her boyfriend to complain that the rental house was damp, leaky, and there were many cockroaches and mice. She endured nausea and killed two cockroaches that day.

In fact, I slapped the two cockroaches to death with my slippers.

The girl's voice was sweet and greasy, and when she was on the phone with her boyfriend, she carried the delicacy of a girl in love.I thought for a while that if I spoke to Echizen Ryuya in this tone, he would think I was crazy.

Her boyfriend didn't come.

I watched her get into the car of the housekeeping company alone.and countless suitcases.

Before leaving, she asked me, "Artemis, when are you going to move out of this damn place?"

I can't tell.

"Why don't you move to live with my boyfriend like me, it's not an option." She couldn't help cursing, "Go to his damn place."

I shook my head, smiled and waved her goodbye.

I watched the truck carry her away slowly.

I don't know when I will see her.

……

When I was packing things at night, I found moss growing on the walls of the room, and a dead mouse was lying in the bedding.The leaking water from the roof filled a basin again. The landlord of such a rotten house received a lot of money, all of which were black-hearted money.

I cursed: "Go to his ghost place."

Then I laughed.

Maybe if I make money, I'll be able to get out of this damn place.

·

The person who invited me to paint last time was very satisfied with my works, he sent me money intermittently, and seemed to want this series of paintings.I was so happy that I was dancing when I called Long Ya to tell the good news.

He's a little noisy.

I asked him what happened.

He replied calmly and said: "It's nothing, it's just a game. A group of guys who can't afford to lose."

"Oh."

I didn't think anything was wrong, so I didn't think much about it.I still couldn't figure things out, so I said to him embarrassedly: "I may have to retreat for a while."

That money is more than I sold a hundred paintings in the past, there is no way I don't want it.

"it is good."

He complied.

So I started painting day and night.Finally, I fell ill.

When I woke up again, the first thing I saw was Long Ya who was asleep lying on my bedside, his soft hair brushed against my skin.I don't know how long he stayed with me, my heart is astringent.

He woke up suddenly, looking up at me with those bright amber eyes.

"woke up."

"Ah."

"..."

He suddenly held my hand and rubbed his thin beard stubble against my palm: "Lengxi, come live with me. I'll take care of you."

Time stood still.

half an hour.

I nodded:

"it is good."

*

I moved to Long Ya’s apartment, he often left early and returned late with a tennis racket on his shoulders, and when I came back I was half asleep, he would come into my room, get under the covers, hug me and kiss, I always hated him Annoying, keep waking me up.But he couldn't stand his offensive again and again, and let him gnaw again. He almost missed the gun several times, and then retracted it with a quick kick.

Living with him has been the most daring thing I've ever done.

Then I locked the door before going to bed.Long Ya complained to me coquettishly, but I ignored him.

He seemed disappointed.

So these days when gambling, they abused people extremely hard.

When he came back after earning money, he would happily pick me up and circle around, and told me in that ruffian tone that we would be able to change to a bigger house soon, and he would be more than enough to support me in the future.

He was trying on clothes when he picked me up, and I was so surprised that I punched him on the back with my fist.

He leaned over to me shamelessly and asked, "Who are you going to meet with such a nice dress?"

"The previous client, this time suddenly said that he wants to deal in person." I took the skirt and turned it around in front of him a few times, and asked, "Does it look good?"

"It doesn't look good."

He has some taste.

I giggled.

But I still went in that dress.Long Ya got angry and ran to play again.

I suspect that something will happen to him if he continues like this.

·

The client booked a box in a high-end restaurant, and when I arrived at the address he gave, only he and one of his bodyguards were there.

"senior."

I shouted.

He turned his head, his face was clear and meaningful.He smiled gently: "Sit."

The client was a senior from the same school that Shirai introduced to me. When she mentioned him, her eyes sparkled, and she said that the senior was a well-known school girl.

I pull out the chair and sit down.

He has ordered all the dishes.

I took a look, I like all these dishes.But this is not the main purpose of my coming here, today I brought a painting.

It was indeed a happy conversation at first.

Until the bodyguard quietly exited the box.

His hands were on my lap.

I looked at him in surprise, but saw him leaning close to me and whispering in my ear with an extremely flirty/ambiguous gesture: "Be my girlfriend."

I stiffened and leaned back slightly, the smile on my face couldn't hold back.

I heard the sound of my own machine.

"I have a boyfriend."

"……senior."

"It doesn't matter."

He lazily rolled his eyelids: "Follow me, you have everything you want."

Chill creeps into my toes.

Go straight up.

I pushed him away and ran out frantically.His bodyguards didn't stop me, I lost my shoes and my heart was bleeding.For the first time in a foreign country, I felt alone and helpless.

I ran home.

The lights at home were not turned on, and the dim moonlight reflected in the small living room. I saw Long Ya sitting on the sofa.He lowered his head and carefully applied the medicine, seeing his rolled up sleeves and the bruises on his arms.

I saw his face.

He saw me too.

The messy heart suddenly fell silent.

He was still holding the cotton swab in his right hand. The moment he saw me, his face was filled with astonishment. He subconsciously hid his arms back and smiled relaxedly: "You're back."

"Ah."

"You are hurt."

I approach him.

"Today's game was too simple, and I was distracted for a while. I was accidentally hit by the ball."

"Oh."

But he never loses his game.

He never gets hurt.

"Why did you come back so early, didn't you go to talk to the client..."

……

I did the bravest thing in my life.

Later, there was no one who could make my heart beat crazily just for him.

……

I kissed him.

Stopped his unfinished words.

I squatted down, propped my arms on the sofa, kissed the bruise at the corner of his mouth as if I had lost my mind, and gave him the warm breath bit by bit.

This time we didn't misfire.

I am completely exiled.

I smelled his breath, orange smell.I really like the clean and bitter smell on his body, his body is as hot as a branding iron, dragging me down step by step.I know I'm totally screwed.

In the end, I was in so much pain that tears came out.

He grabbed my hand and kissed me over and over again.The water on my lashes brushed his eyes, where my reflection was reflected.I hugged him, tilted my head and smiled.

I've never loved someone like this before.

……

I thought I was alone.

But it turned out I wasn't.