Quanzai Cone

Chapter 25 The coming spring

I held Zhijun with both hands like a child, and kept smiling silly.

The fever made me want to fall on him uncontrollably. I felt sleepy and excited at the same time, and subconsciously tried to open my eyes wide and stare at his movements.

Zhijun sighed and smiled, raised his unfettered right hand and gently pressed it against my forehead.The rough texture, which is very different from the skin, made me pause in doubt. I slowly moved my gaze upwards, and vaguely saw a piece of plain white fabric.

"Ah, I forgot..." Zhijun rolled his eyes, withdrew his hands and bowed his head.

The foreheads were pressed against each other, and my scalding temperature was transmitted to him without any hindrance, making him frown very slightly.

"Zhijun, are you done?" I became dizzy even more.

"No." He backed away a little, and looked down at me, "Because I know the news about Miss Guang's illness, I'm not in the mood to care about those boring things for now."

How do you know?I obviously didn't tell anyone, and I bought the necessary food at the grocery store and cafeteria in advance...

I blinked blankly, and decided to throw this question into the column of "The Miraculous Ruler".

The door of the dormitory was closed by Zhijun casually, and I unconsciously changed into the appearance of me being led by him and following behind him.We stopped in the house and he turned to me and asked.

"Would you like to sleep and rest?"

I shook my head slightly, and refused: "I've slept too much, I don't want to sleep now."

"Then let's move your body a little bit." Zhi Jun didn't object, and responded with a chuckle, "I just made an appointment with Miss Guang to listen to records..."

He took me two steps closer, stopped by the record player, and stretched out a hand to pick up the vinyl records on the shelf and put them into the machine.

One-handed debugging is a little awkward, but he never reminded me to let go of his hand.

After a few uncoordinated noises, music with a strong atmosphere of the times flowed out.Zhikun bit his fingertips, took off his gloves, put them beside the record player, and held out his hand to me.

It was only later that I realized that he was wearing the same uniform as the guard and white gloves. No wonder the body temperature just felt wrong.

Let go of one hand to hold the dry and warm hand stretched out to me, and the other hand unconsciously clung to his arm, I looked up at him blankly.In the music, his fingers intertwined with mine, and his free hand gently fell on my waist.

The violin and the piano played together, the notes intertwined and swayed, and the spring breeze also shy.The fragrance of flowers on the branches quietly flowed into the room along the fluttering gauze curtains, covering my bare ankles.

I stepped through this faintly scented fragrance, and danced in the singing.

【Good きな人と结ばれたい... くくかるわ

(I hope to grow old with the one I like... I pray deeply)]

The noisy personalities disappeared, Zhijun clasped my hand tightly, and an unknown supernatural power spread silently, blocking the tinnitus.

"Mind Reading" fell silent tamely, replaced by clearer music.It seems that when it comes to the chorus part, the singer's gentle voice suddenly rises.

【Youth の云が切れる，Nianqinghuoきしめ——

(Farewell to the white clouds of youth, embrace the wasted years——)]

Zhijun bent down, and the hair tail and cheek dyed with soft moisture came close to mine, sending out a subtle coolness.

The raindrops danced on the windowsill, mixing with the drumbeats sounded in the record.The wind swirls around me, and the severe headache goes away.

I can't help but get close to Zhijun.

【Who もみんなひとりぼっちだから，优しさを爱おしむのね

(Because everyone is living alone, the feeling of love makes people cherish tenderness)]

The setting sun is gradually sinking to the west, and the unique lonely light and shadow of dusk and the afterglow of the sunset glow pass by the window sash side by side, and it is frozen into a wonderful scene that no skilled painter can paint.Only one ten-thousandth of the dazzling color is left on us, and it immediately gives people the illusion of being in a dream.

The raindrops were still tirelessly keeping pace with the beat, I snuggled into Zhijun's arms, staggered back and forth with his movements, and spun round and round.

He was wearing an ill-fitting uniform, and I only had a simple white nightgown, surrounded by ordinary and somewhat messy old dormitories... Everything is not perfect, but this dance party with only each other is better than any splendid and gorgeous upper class The feast shakes my heart even more.

The song is coming to an end——

【抱きしめて从常くあなたの桌の，生命の声きに満ちる梦……

(Embrace the dream that is full of echoes of life in your chest that is far away...)]

The drums stopped, and the strings remained, accompanied by the low piano accompaniment, which gradually faded after a while.

I couldn't stop, so I leaned back, and my waist fell into Zhijun's arms.The eyes of the two parties were fixed, and neither of them wanted to move away.

After a long silence, Zhijun bent down, and a kiss floated down my neck like raindrops, and burned on my chest through the long skirt.

The heartbeat is momentarily disturbed.

I don't know how many songs are on the record, the melody has sped up a lot, and it's still a song praising love.

Zhijun's kite-colored eyes stared at me. Under the backlight, everything except these eyes was hidden in the shadows.One of his hands was still firmly on the back of my waist, and he didn't let go even though I was standing still; although the hand that was clasped was hanging by my side, it was also strong enough not to allow me to move.

I stared at him blankly, as if I had been cursed by Medusa, and I couldn't look away no matter what.

The low music rose again, which seemed to have awakened Zhijun.Mr. Medusa, whom I took off the bandage on my left eye and tied here with my own hands, suddenly approached and gently kissed the end of my eye.

In the record player, the new song has been played to the end.The female singer sang lingeringly and movingly, her voice flew past my heart like a butterfly.

【振り向く私はもう, Fossilになってもいい

(If I turn around, I will become a fossil)]