"It's realistic, Hashima-san." Sumire Kiriyama had a cold smile on her face, and her eyes were clear and transparent.

Hashima Sine frowned and said, "Are you doubting my abilities?" Sumire~sauce~"

Sumire Kiriyama frowned, clutching her arm with her fingers, her pink nails leaving meniscus marks under her soft skin.

She took a deep breath of concern, and after digesting it, she said teasingly: "I definitely don't think that you got the male lead because you were entangled with a rich girl." ”

This tone sounds completely antithetical.

"Do you know how much effort I put into being the person at the peak? I care about my body every day, keep my teeth in a state of zero cavities every day, and often go fishing in Tokyo Bay, and I am also a delicate boy who drinks a glass of pure milk before bed, do you know how I have spent my time from birth to the present? No, you don't know. ”

Sumire Kiriyama looked at the traffic on the street and slightly pulled the corners of her mouth: "Here it is again, take the opportunity to emphasize that it is very remarkable." ”

“...... Kiriyama-san, do you want to quarrel? ”

"I didn't name you, you took your seat."

"This is simply Sang scolding, right? From the very beginning of the meeting, you treated me badly. ”

"I don't want to, maybe you're too annoying?"

Hashima turned her head, watched her snow-white skin gradually appear bloody, bowed slightly and said with a smile: "Kiriyama-san, you shouldn't be jealous, right?" ”

Sumire Kiriyama didn't want to pay attention to it anymore, and didn't look at him.

The wind pressure blew her bangs, and Sumire Kiriyama gently caressed her bangs with her fingertips, and under her skirt, her small movements of closing her soft long legs were extremely beautiful.

Everything is so lovely, there is nothing but this feeling, the wind in the distance disappears from the senses, Hashima string blinked, and the intersection in front of him lit up a green light.

While waiting for Kiriyama Toko, he squatted down and was busy playing with his mobile phone to push the box.

At this time, someone gently patted him on the shoulder, and when he turned around, he saw that Hitomi Kurosawa was also squatting on the ground and looking at him.

The setting sun cast a blush on the side of her face, and the shadows that extended from the building swallowed up her shadow, and the snow-white skin that could be seen contrasted beautifully with the orange-red sunlight that fell on her.

With an ominous premonition in his heart, Hashima String stared at the girl in front of him, subconsciously quenched his saliva, and a feeling of trepidation crossed his back, hoping that he was too worried.

Hashima immediately stood up and looked at her, and Sumire Kiriyama looked at the two silently.

Kurosawa stood up at the same time, and a faint smile was drawn on the flap of his lips: "Congratulations." ”

"Thank you."

"Also, I love you."

“......”

In May, the weather in Tokyo is just right, the scattered 300-meter cherry blossom road has disappeared, and the various sounds of the street space are mixed and intertwined, melting into the May air.

The wind blowing in his face, carrying the steaming heat of the city, reminded him of the countryside in summer, with the off-white curtains swaying uneasily in the wind.

Immediately after, the dusty air tickled the tip of Hashima's nose, and he couldn't help but cough.

Sumire Kiriyama raised her hand and stroked her long hair, and she could see the outline of the ear bones under the skin, and she smiled in a teasing tone, "I didn't do anything." ”

- Is it time for you to repeat my words! How can it be repaired!

Hitomi Kurosawa seemed to have just noticed Sumire Kiriyama, lazily raising her long eyelashes, her lowered pupils catching her figure, and slightly loosening her thin lips that were pursed into a line.

"Who are you?"

"It's my comrade."

"Hashima-san, I'll be angry even if you say that."

The eyes of the two beautiful girls were in the air, and they didn't seem to want to look at each other at all.

"It's my clumsy mouth, she's my classmate, not a friend, it's me who is amorous." Hashima said.

Sumire Kiriyama gave him a meaningful look and chuckled, "What's wrong?" Your words sound a bit of a complaint. ”

Hashima looked up at the sky expressionlessly, listening to the sound of passers-by's shoes stepping on the asphalt road strongly: "No, I was just thinking that today's clouds are too thin and the surrounding sounds are too noisy. ”

"Yes, yes?" Sumire Kiriyama was stunned for a moment, and she saw the tram speeding away not far from her sight, and the warm light came through the window.

Kurosawa Gong Hitomi glanced at the two of them, and immediately stretched out his hand to hold Hashima Xian's arm: "What you said to me that day, it still counts?" ”

Sumire Kiriyama's eyebrows raised slightly, and Hashima instantly felt a chill behind her.

He looked at the white arm sticking out of the cuff beside him, and swallowed back the yawn that had rolled to his mouth: "What comes out of my mouth always counts. ”

I don't know which sentence I'm referring to, though.

Hitomi Kurosawa looked up with a beautiful face, and a smile of disdain appeared on her face.

On the street surrounded by people, Hashima String, who originally wanted to deal with it casually, had his heart pounding.

"If you want to win among so many opponents, give me the privilege that I haven't seen for a long time."

The whisper that floated into his ears made Hashima String suddenly come back to his senses, and when he looked at it, Kurosawa Gong Hitomi grabbed Hashima String's collar with one hand, and the two of them approached each other and kissed mouth-to-mouth.

The girl's lips are soft and soft, like a beautiful thing in the world.

Kissing is the supreme reward of the Garden of Eden.

The wind that wanders through the city of Tokyo drifts in a direction that I don't know if it's north or south.

Hashima's brain went blank, and the skoban game in his hand was lit up, and he was stuck in a ten-second countdown to failure.

Passers-by cast their eyes on the two of them, and felt in their hearts that Tokyo deserves to be the first metropolis in Toei! The level of openness is also first-class!

Coupled with the excessive handsomeness and beautiful touching, it is like a scene in an innocent movie.

“OH！ Japanese！ ”

"Sudden kiss ~ hot eyes ~ rhythm of love ~ don't disrupt ~~"

There are trendy young people with guitars, singing in the street.

In the breath of the two face to face, a sweet breath was brewing, and Hashima did not expect the other party to make such a dangerous move.

What he didn't expect the most was that he was also defeated by her beauty, and her warm breath, his hands had unconsciously supported her thin waist, and even his body temperature could be felt through his clothes.

If it weren't for being on the street, he didn't know what he would have become.

- Man, your name is Desire.

Kiriyama Toko's car happened to be coming, and when she saw Hashima String and a beautiful girl kissing in public, she almost forgot to step on the brakes.

Kurosawa's long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings: "I'm now your inheritance in the Garden of Eden?" ”

"I'm ......" Hashima Sine spat out a tone that was a little hoarser than usual, but suddenly felt the cold gaze around him.

He pretended to be calm, pretending not to notice the heat that was gradually concentrating on his cheeks.

Sumire Kiriyama glanced at him, turned around and got into the car, and after saying something to Toko Kiriyama, Toko Kiriyama cast an admiring look at him, and the car drove away directly.

Hitomi Kurosawa took a step back, and the light deftly pierced through the gaps in the shadows and landed on her long black hair.

"You're not skilled at all, so I'm relieved." After Hitomi Kurosawa's slender and slender fingertips gently arranged Hashima Koto's collar, he turned around with a light face, got in the car and left.

Hashima stood alone in place, letting the wind blow his bangs, his vocal cords "grunting" unnaturally, his throat vibrating slightly, and the silence seemed to condense time into several times.

Feeling the sight around him, Hashima String's face was rarely red, and he was ashamed of the restraint he was proud of, and walked quickly to the station and went home.

Damn! I didn't expect that for adolescent men, this trick would make people fall into death!

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Hashima String, who had finished taking a shower, crossed his legs on the bed and talked to his mother back home on the phone.

He felt more and more that the words of this Kurosawa Miyahitomi were all related to Hojonomiya Hitomi when he was a child.

"Hojonomiya Hitomi? Who is it? ”

"That's the one who often follows my ass and even follows me home, and finally you give her my food and make me tighten my belt and wait for it later!"

"Have I ever let you eat? I'm your biological mother, not the stepmother on TV! ”

“...... You don't remember? Every time she came, I didn't have anything to eat, and I kept taking the initiative to wash the dishes. ”

"I remember this! Is it Hitomi-chan? What's wrong with suddenly asking her? ”

“...... How is she doing? ”

"Ah, that's really amazing, I heard that her current grandfather is the president of a leading domestic company."

"Wait, what do you mean by 'Grandpa now'?"

"So, Xiaoxian, don't just study, go outside for a walk, talk to the elderly more, Xiao Hitomi's father was abducted at the beginning, and after re-identifying his relatives, he changed to Kurosawa and became very rich, which can make your father greedy."

“......”

"Also, Hitomi has changed a lot! I posted a few photos not long ago! It's getting prettier! ”

"Wait, did she send a picture? Why don't you tell me? ”

"Why did I tell you? Who are you? ”

The night breeze penetrated into the gap between the skin and the skin, and Hashima felt suddenly cold.

“...... Forget it, can you send it to me? ”

Soon, Hashima's mother sent a photo, and sure enough, it was Hitomi Kurosawa, and it was a variety of literary and artistic award-winning photos, a gold medal in the Tokyo Junior High School Knowledge Competition, and so on.

"That's really out of control, do you know the Hojo family who adopted them? was directly sent 100 million by her grandfather! People have gone to foreign countries to buy villas to live a happy life, so Xiaoxian, my mother and father don't have too high expectations for you, I just hope you can ...... well."

"Okay, the phone is in arrears, hang up first."

This..... Is this the expected reward of Hitomi Kurosawa, the so-called "strong luck"!

But it's too outrageous, just rewrite the trajectory of life, hey! It's even more inspirational than his life!