No two ambiguous records

As night fell, neon lights lit up one after another, like sparks flickering everywhere.The lively nightlife of Ikebukuro begins.The colorful and hazy lights in the night complement each other, and meticulously outline the most charming night scene.

They returned to the observatory on the 60th floor and stood on the open-air platform on the top of the building, overlooking the firefly-like neon lights in their eyes.The huge sense of superiority 240 meters above the ground is instantly highlighted, and even the tall buildings that pierce into the sky have turned into low walls at this moment, obediently crawling under their feet with a dazzling halo.

Echizen and Yuanshan are not at all interested in Heigulongdong being dazed by the cold wind blowing in the open air, so it is better to hurry up and continue the Namco Namja City exploration plan.However, thanks to this difference in interest, otherwise it would be too unpleasant to light up two big light bulbs next to the night view.

Although the footsteps of spring have been heard, the aftertaste of winter is still there.The extremely cold cattail wind at night is pervasive.Bu Er couldn't help shrinking his neck into his collar.Seeing this, Baishi took off his clothes and put them on him.

The cold stopped its footsteps, and the warmth mixed with the refreshing dried plant fragrance on the coat slowly diffused in.The previous chill was swept away, and I felt that my body temperature was rising rapidly.

"Aren't you cold?" Baishi didn't wear much, and after taking off his coat, he looked even thinner.

"Cold." He wouldn't be brave enough to say that he wasn't cold at all, Shiraishi was unexpectedly frank.But he stopped Fuji from taking off his coat, hugged Fuji from behind, put his chin on Fuji's shoulder, smelled the unique fragrance of Fuji, and continued lazily, "So take it off for me Warm up."

The night became a bit darker, the outlines of the buildings were rendered like ink, and the new sparks tried hard to draw the new posture of the city in the dark cloth.The surroundings were quiet, and all the hustle and bustle had sunk into the Night City. What they extracted was the purest beauty and the deepest tranquility of the Night City.

The only fly in the ointment is that it is a bit hot.Fuji always felt that he could feel Shiraishi's body temperature through layers of clothes, and even hear his strong heartbeat. When he was not in a chaotic state, he could feel all this very clearly.

In order to divert my attention, I must find something to talk about.

"Are you tired from the drive?" The blemish of long-distance love.The number of meetings is limited to a certain extent, and every meeting must be covered with exhaustion.

Shiraishi froze for a moment, as if he didn't expect Fuji to ask such a question, but then he tightened his arms and buried his head deeper into Fuji's neck: "Since I got it, I won't let it go."

Live like a coquettish big child.

Fuji chuckled: "What are you worried about? I mean next time I will come to Osaka instead."

Baishi raised his head and looked at the face printed infinitely soft by neon lights, as if he hadn't fully reacted yet.Sometimes after being unrequitedly in love for a long time, you will fall into the inherent pattern unconsciously, and become unable to believe in the happiness you hold in your hands.That brief uneasiness managed to drag him into the water.

Perhaps this is the unease of all long-distance relationships.

"It's fine if I come to Tokyo, aren't you saving money?"

"How did you know that?" No one knew where Shiraishi heard about it, and Fuji seemed a little surprised, but this is completely different from that.

"Occasionally." It's not uncommon to go to Qingxue, and it's not uncommon to hear a sentence or two during the conversations of Qingxue candidates.Is the source of the news wrong?

"Isn't it?" Shiraishi confirmed.Although he is very curious about the reason why Buer saves money, he is not the type who wants to get to the bottom of trivial matters. He believes that there should be relative freedom between lovers.But since you mentioned it, you might as well ask.

"That's right." Fuji glanced at Shiraishi who seemed to be concerned, sighed, and said, "I plan to go to Germany to see Tezuka." To be honest, Fuji has never been able to bear his own failure.That disastrous defeat was a stepping stone he asked for, but it didn't mean that he could fully accept the humiliation at that time, and one day he would wash away all his failures.In the past, he would consciously avoid those contests, but now he is different. He knows very well that if he wants to go further in tennis, he must completely overcome that defeat.

But, can these white stones understand?Can he understand the reason why he can go to Tezuka frankly now?Just as a friend, as an opponent, there is no grudge at all.

In fact, I feel that no matter who stands at that angle, it will be difficult to understand this matter.After all, the traces of the past will not disappear, they will only be sealed in memory, everyone will have more or less worries, besides, Shiraishi's position is completely different from his own.That's why he didn't tell Baishi immediately. He was afraid of causing unnecessary misunderstandings, and he didn't want to lie. Since he had already mentioned it, there was no need to hide it, and he would know sooner or later.

Shiraishi stiffened for a moment, then let go of his hand immediately.He stared at Fuji, as if it was hard to believe Fuji's answer.

"Fu Er, are you testing me?" The neon lights at night flickered and grotesquely, reflecting Baishi's face flickering, and his eyes were abnormally bright, like the silver light of swords and swords interlacing and bursting in the dark night .

It doesn't matter if you try or not, because there is no need at all.Looking back at that sharp gaze, Buer said flatly, "It's true."

It's not a deceitful expression, it's just talking about one thing as simple as deciding what to have for dinner tomorrow.

Excessive explanations of some things will make them darker and darker. It may be better to let it flow plainly with its true colors.There is no impenetrable wall. In the world, it is more difficult to hide things for a lifetime than going to heaven. The more you cover up, the more special you will feel. Thinking about it this way, is there any other better way?

"Do you still love him?"

"Do you regret it?"

"Are you tired?"

He wouldn't be surprised if Shiraishi asked such a question.But just thinking about it this way, it seems that there is a gap in my heart, and I am swallowed up by loneliness.It was like being pushed into the water with one hand, and the cold and heavy water pressure hit all around, making it as uncomfortable as suffocation.Sometimes doubt can be such a hand.

Bu Er opened his mouth but couldn't make any sound. He suddenly felt that if he was hit with a hammer, all the excuses would appear feeble and turn into sophistry instead.

He may be doing it wrong.

No one would want to hear such words at this moment.

No one can start analyzing events immediately after being hit in the head without being angry or silent.

Should be taken as a joke.

What a nasty joke.

"Jealous?" Fuji asked with a smile, with a bit of satisfaction after a successful prank.

Shiraishi didn't move, his earnest gaze reached Bu Er's eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, almost blurred in the psychedelic neon.A faint voice brushed past his ears: "I should have this qualification."

The bandage-wrapped hand lightly squeezed Fuji's raised chin, and the other hand supported the back of Fuji's head.Before Buer could react, he was pulled closer by Baishi, his handsome face was magnified several times, and his warm breath was itchy on the tip of his nose.

"Close your eyes." As soon as the words fell, the soft touch fell on the lips. Only at this time did Fuji fully react. For a moment, he felt that the heat all over his body was scrambling to rush to his head, and he couldn't find a suitable outlet. It was as if the chimney was blocked, and the air flow was difficult at once.

Fuji shrank back somewhat uncomfortably, grasping the only gap to take a few more breaths of air, but the hands on the back of his head imprisoned his head, suppressing him into an airtight situation again.The lips are tightly joined together, and there is almost no leakage of breath.Shiraishi's tongue slid into the gap between Fuji's slightly parted lips, swept a row of white teeth, and searched into the warm mouth.As the lips and teeth intertwined, all the leaking liquid was swept away, the tip of the tongue felt a slight electrical sensation, and there was still a slight spicy taste in the mouth, which stimulated the oral mucosa like a fire dragon jumping up and down.This shows that jolokia has great stamina.

The colorful neon swayed and rotated, shattered and reorganized on the dark black curtain, overflowing with more mottled colors.The overlapping figures in the colorful brilliance, the outlines are blurred in the hazy color blocks, blending into the high-altitude phantom night scene, just like a beautiful and harmonious picture scroll.

I don't know how long it has passed, but it is like falling into the flora. The fragrance of Baishi's body is easy to associate with the taste of nature, which is refreshing and endlessly stable.I can feel his slender fingers stroking my hair, the gentle movements are very comfortable.It wasn't until Fuji lay softly on his chest, and the temperature around his lips rose to the point that it could almost burst into flames, that Shiraishi moved his face away, and at the end, he still didn't forget to lick off the crystal corners of Fuji's lips.

"Bai... Shi?" Fu Er panted, and the words were broken and difficult to form a sentence.Anyone would be at a loss for the sudden and forceful kiss.

Shiraishi hugged Bu Er lightly, his eyes overflowing with starlight.It's impossible for him not to know about the attachment of inseparability, but it's two different things from being jealous.Even if he understands Bu Er's attitude, it doesn't mean he can do nothing about it.Shiraishi is calm, but he doesn't suppress his emotional ups and downs too much.He will care a little bit, but he will keep understanding, there is no need to imprison him, what he has to give is respect.

but--

Sure enough, I still mind it.

"Only once, I will accompany you for the rest." Baishi asserted without hesitation.

"One time is enough, I won't lose to the same person twice, including you." Buer's gaze was firm.

Their tennis styles are almost opposites, but on the other hand, they also complement each other.It is easier for them to improve themselves in the battle, and it is easier to have fun hitting back and forth.It's trickiest as an opponent, but best as a practice partner.

Baishi chuckled, and hooked Buer's nose: "You are really confident. I will accompany you anytime."

The two of them lay on the railing, enjoying the night breeze, admiring the splendor in their eyes.Unknowingly, time passed very quickly, and Baishi still had to carry Xiaojin to catch the return trip. Don't worry about the last bus at 21:18, but it's still convenient to arrive early after all.

"This parting, I don't know when the next time will be." Baishi sighed.

"Don't talk like life and death, and there is no Milky Way between us?" Bu Er rolled his eyes.

"Then you admit that you are Weaver Girl and I am Cowherd?"

"Do you have to use this metaphor?"

"Of course not, what about the prince and princess? Hmm, ecstasy! Please the prince give the princess the strength to overcome the difficulties of longing." Shiraishi made a gesture of a gentleman saluting.

Fuji nodded his chin and thought for a while, hooked his fingers, and saw Baishi leaning down slightly with a puzzled face, and smiled strangely.Then she stood on tiptoe, and planted a kiss on Shiraishi's forehead.

"Zang, come on." He said, walking happily over Baishi, and walked towards the exit on his own.

Baishi was stunned for a full minute. When he turned around, he had already gone far away. He ran to catch up, and turned on the chattering mode: "What, just like kissing Sleeping Beauty, I should put my mouth on it and say 'I love you' ' and so on, kissing the forehead is so tiring, you should choose a place that is closer, more convenient and more romantic..."

"Baishi, if you talk again, I'm going to shut up." Unbearable, Fuji's ears began to blacken.

"Why did you change your mouth again? Let's just call each other by name, umm, ecstasy! I'm curious how you'll seal your mouth... Uh" The continuous spitting out of characters came to an abrupt end.

Don't expect too much, it is not a romantic closure, but evil.

"Jolokia, is the treatment good?" Fuji smiled brightly.

Shiraishi, who was sealed by the world-class chili pepper, finally didn't need to go through the tangled state of wanting to cry but not tears, and the tears were resolutely poured out.Sure enough, the aftertaste in Fuji's mouth is completely different from the real thing!

The author has something to say:

Not two to save money to go to Germany to see Tezuka. (From the official book, you are really enough for the official ←_←)

The protracted Ikebukuro trip ends here.Next time, make a fun blind date [Evil Heart. . 】