[King of Nets_Trails] Birds and Fish

Chapter 63 [Vol.013] Green

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Long Ya pressed me against the wall before I finished speaking.

The walls are icy cold, and the coolness seems to soak into my skin through my down jacket.I shivered, and then I was pulled into his arms tightly by him.

"Clap" sound.

The lights are off.

I hit the switch.

I hooked my toes around his neck, and my whole body seemed to be curled up in his arms, staring at the burning eyes in the night.

Long Ya picked me up with one hand and sat on the shoe cabinet, leaned over and kissed me with her arms propped up.

I stretched out my hand to gently trace the contours of his eyebrows and eyes, and heard my vague, trembling voice submerged in the overwhelming kisses, with a bitter tongue: "I'm becoming less and less like myself, Long Ya."

Both look forward to and fear.

I closed my eyes.

——I look forward to such a change breaking into my life with a strong attitude, but I am afraid that I will slowly lose myself.

The stabbing pain in my shoulder made me cry out in pain, and I woke up suddenly.Echizen Longya rubbed back and forth between my temples, I patted him angrily, and then he raised his head, showing his white teeth, with a triumphant smile in his eyes.

"You can't drive me away."

He said every word with a firm gaze: "I won't leave, Qiu Yuan is cool."

Two clusters of flames ignited in the eyes, I don't know if it was anger or obsession.

I was a little dazed, and in a trance, he broke my jaw and gnawed indiscriminately.

I was so kissed that I couldn't breathe, and my limbs were so limp that I almost slipped off the shoe cabinet.He even spared his energy to hold my waist, the scorching heat made me blush and heartbeat.I can only climb his shoulders, hold on to his lapel and let him do whatever he wants.

We rolled from the living room to the bed again.

……

His fingertips stopped at the bare chest, and he took a deep breath.

My throat was dry: "...what is this."

"Tattoo."

Echizen Ryuma rolled up the quilt and smiled casually: "Artemis. It's your name."

The heartbeats of the two collided in the cold air, and all the senses were amplified in the darkness.My ears were ringing, and my mind went blank.

"Autumn is cool."

He read my name: "——this name is too long, I'm afraid of pain."

I hugged him, kissed his rolling Adam's apple, and swallowed his unfinished words.The tears in the corners of the eyes slid slowly and slowly into the mattress.

Its daybreak.

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After I woke up, Long Ya was no longer by my side.

With my arms propped up, I struggled to get my phone from the bedside table, squinting my eyes to see the time on the screen: it turned out that it was already midday and the sun was up.

On the dining table was the breakfast he left behind and a note, the handwriting was so elegant that it took her a long time to recognize it:

[I am leaving.Remember to eat breakfast. ]

I squeezed the note and smiled: "No one eats breakfast until noon."

But I still pulled out the chair and sat down. The mild sunshine of Los Angeles swayed through the beige curtains and fell on the not-so-big table.

It was the first ray of sunshine in early winter, and she thought that her appearance could lighten the haze.

The milk with the note on it is still steaming, but I don't know how many times it has been heated from the microwave to the dining table.

I tore a piece of bread and ate it in small bites.

Then quietly made a decision.

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The woman holding the machine saw my bleeding lip from being bitten, stopped what she was doing, and reminded me softly and kindly: "If it hurts, you can shout out loud, Miss Qiuyuan. No one here will laugh you."

Sweat from the severe pain dripped down my cheeks to my collarbone, and I forced a pale smile: "It's okay."

"I told you before you got the tattoo, the collarbone is too painful, you can't bear it."

"It's ok."

I gripped the sweat-soaked sheets under me/under me, deforming myself.But I still struggled to hook the corners of my mouth, presumably my face must be pale and frightening:

"continue."

She couldn't resist me, so she sighed: "Miss Qiu Yuan, please bear with me."

I smiled: "It's okay."

...and then I passed out from the pain.

The last thought before losing consciousness: Fortunately, I didn't think about tattooing the name of "Echizen Ryoga", - EchizenRyoga, it's too long.Otherwise I'd have to throw my life here and be the first person to die from the pain of a tattoo.

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I waited several days for the inflammation on the collarbone to go away, but I didn't dare to let Long Ya touch me.As for how the Echizen Longyana man was able to beat me to death with strength after the tattoo was done, it is still an unsolved mystery.

So when Longya hugged me pitifully and acted like a baby, I pushed him away indifferently. This secret and great secret made me feel nervous, scared, and excited for no reason.

But he found out anyway.

When I was woken up again in the morning, I opened my eyes and saw a black head buried in my collarbone.

I was startled, and pushed him away a little annoyed.

He raised his head and stared at me with burning eyes, his amber eyes sucked me in like a whirlpool: "When did you get the tattoo?"

I turned my face away unnaturally: "The day I found out you got a tattoo."

He raised his arms and smiled and kissed my side face with a coaxing tone:

"Good girl."

"...Get out."

Echizen Ryuya rolled as I wished.

He turned over with a smile/smiled and got up to get his coat, then winked at me and said, "I have something to do later, so I'll go first. Wait for me to come back."

I know he's busy these days.

According to Ms. Eve, the organizing committee is still considering the arbitration of Longya. The regular tennis competitions in various places dare not accept an underground tennis player with a bad record who has played match-fixing. Everything seems to be at the end of the road.

But Longya worked very hard.

At least I thought so.

Until I saw Echizen Ryuya talking to the group of former opponents in the underground tennis court again. Although he just happened to bump into him and said a few more words at that time, I couldn't help but quarrel with him.

Rather, it was a one-sided tantrum.

It seems that I can't control my temper more and more. All these are like timing/bombing/bombs, destroying the peaceful life I have finally won.

Just his understatement of "Miss" with his arms folded is enough to break me down.

He is always the first to bow his head after a quarrel.

A kiss or a coquettish act from him can always easily soften my heart.

However, the name "Qiuyuan Liangxi" was like a moat between the two of us, hanging over our hearts like a sharp knife, and still pierced each other's blood.

He cared more than I thought.

But the past of the Akimoto family makes it hard for me to tell.

Repeatedly.

……

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Within a few days, I received a call from Miss Eve, who told me in a very tired tone: "Sorry, Artemis. I tried my best."

"The organizing committee decides."

"...disqualified him," she said.

……

The matter that seemed to be anxiously waiting for the final verdict was finally settled.