Chapter 61 Chapter 61 Kiss
The cold winter wind turned Orange's lips white.
She put her hands back into her sleeves and casually put on a beige coat when she went out, but it seemed to have limited warmth-keeping effect - and without a scarf, the cold wind penetrated her neck.
But I really don’t want to go back like this.
There was not a single cloud in the sky tonight. Xiangcheng curled up into a ball and stared at the crescent moon that had climbed to the center of the sea.
Gentle ripples appeared on the sea surface, swaying and stretching the moon in the sea, and the reflected silver light also scattered like stars.
These scattered stars would occasionally reflect on Xiangcheng's face and fall into her eyes as red as the deep sea.
It was as if she had also merged into the tranquility and mystery of the Kanagawa Sea.
After seeing the lonely figure on the reef, Yukimura finally felt relieved.
He made the right bet.
He slowly took a steadying breath, carefully jumped on the rocks near the shore, and successfully sat down next to Liaojie Yuan Xiangcheng.
Xiangcheng tilted her head a little slowly to look at the person next to her. When she saw his worried eyes and the faint scent of daisies, she stretched out a finger in disbelief and poked his clothes.
It seems to be true.
How come it’s been so long since we last met? So long that... she forgot what she wanted to say.
Xiangcheng suddenly hugged Yukimura and buried her head in his chest.
It's true.
The sound of Yukimura's heartbeat passed through his bones and was clearly reflected in Xiangcheng's ears.
It was like a moment of calm after the tide receded, followed by a violent tremor like a tsunami.
She couldn't see Yukimura's expression at the moment, she could only feel his arm slowly rising up and wrapping around her stiffly.
Maybe her body was chilled by the sea breeze, Yukimura's arms tightened around her, finally making her feel warm.
It took a long, long time before Yukimura's heartbeat calmed down.
Xiangcheng was wondering what he was thinking and what he was looking at - she secretly looked up and took a look.
She thought that her movement was very small but Yukimura still noticed it. After meeting his smiling eyes, Xiangcheng simply struggled to sit up.
Then Yukimura pushed him back.
After being suffocated for a while, Xiangcheng struggled again, and this time he managed to turn in another direction.
Yukimura Seiichi lowered his head, and the hair on his temples fell down, blocking the bright moonlight and all the emotions in his eyes at the moment.
Suddenly, she loosened her hands, and when Yukimura was about to pull her up, she hooked her arms around his neck again and kissed his lips lightly but firmly.
The kiss was fleeting.
It is filled with Yuihara Kaoru's fearlessness when facing her beloved.
The look in her eyes was very similar to the determination and passion that burst out every time she jumped high to smash the ball.
The calm sea surface was once again swallowed up by the roaring waves, mixed with lightning and thunder that passed through every inch of blood vessels in the body, and finally made his hands tremble.
Xiangcheng looked like he had accomplished some incredible task, with a sly smile on his face.
The next second, he supported Yuhara Orange's body and let her sit up slightly, making it easier for him to kiss her back more vigorously.
Thinking of the first time he saw her at Rikkai University, when she pursed her lips and looked cold, he even bit her lips maliciously.
Xiangcheng responded passively, and only then seemed to realize what she had just done.
But before she had time to feel shy, after being bitten by Yukimura, she was very unwilling to admit defeat and bit his lips just like Yukimura did.
Yukimura held her with his arms tightly again, and regained the initiative with unquestionable force.
After an unknown amount of time, Yukimura finally let her go when Xiangcheng felt she was about to suffocate.
Xiangcheng leaned weakly on his shoulder, and Yukimura's profile was pressed closely against him.
The temperature of both of their cheeks was burning hot.
Yukimura moved his left hand away, grabbed her right hand and interlocked their fingers.
"Orange," his voice was still hoarse, "It's my orange..."
Kazuaki laughed silently and held Yukimura's hand tightly.
Neither of their hands seemed to be delicate. At this moment, all they touched were bony knuckles and somewhat rough fingertips.
And the palms of my hands were warm and slightly sweaty.
"Thanks--"
"Thanks--"
They both spoke at the same time, and Xiang Cheng smiled and sat up, "What do you want to thank me for?"
"Thank you - for accepting the feelings I couldn't express." Yukimura leaned over and looked into Xiangcheng's bright eyes.
"Thank you - for finding me." Xiangcheng also looked at him without blinking, looking into his eyes.
It is sincerity, and it is also a flame that ignites her soul.
Yukimura withdrew his hand from her waist and gently covered her eyes.
Kiss again.
Unlike just now, this time he seemed to be tracing the shape of her lips, as softly as a feather floating by.
Xiangcheng just felt itchy and couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips.
She opened her eyes and her eyelashes brushed across Yukimura's palm. Yukimura also felt itchy and put down his hand.
Xiangcheng just blinked and looked at Yukimura who was right next to her - he actually had his eyes closed very seriously.
Not wanting to ruin the atmosphere, Xiangcheng quickly closed her eyes again, and the next second Yukimura's kiss lingered on her eyes.
"Stupid Kaoru," Yukimura finished with a chuckle, hugging her tighter again.
Xiangcheng looked up, very dissatisfied with the name.
Yukimura rubbed his chin against her forehead soothingly.
The two of them calmed down, and slowly, their heartbeats seemed to become synchronized.
Yukimura thought with a smile that the confession he had prepared for so long, the letter he had secretly written without letting anyone know, seemed to be of no use all of a sudden.
However, despite Xiangcheng's puzzled look, he still took out a small white box.
Fortunately, he had it with him.
He placed the small box in Xiangcheng's palm and said expectantly, "Open it, Xiangcheng."
Xiangcheng obediently opened the buckle at the connection, and a beautiful silver bracelet lay in the box.
"Put it on you, okay?"
Xiangcheng nodded and stretched out his left hand.
It fits perfectly above the wrist bone, as if it had been carefully measured.
Xiangcheng raised his wrist and admired it in the moonlight.
In a circle of silver beads, Xiangcheng found several different objects, including a three-dimensional daisy, the extended flower stem of which happened to be the clasp of the bracelet. To the left and right of the daisy, separated by several round beads, were two hinged discs. Xiangcheng touched the patterns on them and confirmed that they were tennis balls and volleyballs.
Gathered in the palm of your wrist is a small orange.
"Do you like it?" Yukimura held her left hand and rubbed the bracelet.
"I like it!" Xiangcheng turned to look at him: "Did you design this?"
Yukimura nodded with a smile.
"Amazing! So beautiful..."
Yukimura pinched the daisy and the orange: "You and me."
Then he pinched the two discs staggeredly: "My dream and your dream."
"So now, Xiangcheng, I give myself and my dreams to you."
Let the moonlight over the sea of Kanagawa be our witness.
Xiangcheng squeezed his hand tightly: "Now it's... our dream." Then she hid in his arms: "But I don't even have a gift for you."
Yukimura held her face in his hands and said, "Today's surprise is the best gift."
Xiang Cheng laughed: "No! I must prepare a decent gift too."
"Don't use your strange desire to win here," Yukimura lowered his thumb to her lips, "You can actually use it here."
Who wants to compete in winning or losing like this?
Xiangcheng covered her mouth and sat up angrily.
She didn't need to look in the mirror to know that her mouth must be red and swollen.
How could she face her family? Xiangcheng cried out, "Ah—" and buried her head in the quilt again.
Ms. Mikiko, her tone full of excitement, knocked on her door and said, "Xiangcheng, if you don't get up now, you'll miss the game!"
"Mom, I don't want to go anymore," Xiangcheng, buried in the quilt, said in a muffled voice, "I think I have a cold."
"No!" Mikiko said, "Your boyfriend, Yukimura, is already waiting downstairs!"
Xiangcheng sat up suddenly: "Huh?"
Mikiko said excitedly: "Dad saw him at the door and asked him why he was there. He said he came to pick you up. Dad said he was very popular among his classmates. But then he said..."
Xiangcheng knew that if she didn't show her support, her mother would keep her in suspense, so she asked, "What did you say?"
"He said that since he's Xiangcheng's boyfriend, he should go to the game with his girlfriend! Dad let him in, and he said he'd pay a formal visit another day~"
"If Yukichi doesn't get up, Mom will have to ask Yukimura to take care of her~"
"No, Mom," Xiangcheng seemed to lie down in the steam seafood pot again: "I'm already up."
She thought with tears in her eyes - people really shouldn't act impulsively.
After taking his time washing upstairs, Xiangcheng finally dug out a mask from a corner of his bedroom and put it on.
With the whole family's expressions saying "we know everything but we won't tell", I grabbed the milk and bread from the refrigerator and went out.
"You've been waiting for a long time, haven't you, Yukimura—"
It was over. Xiang Cheng met Yukimura's hurt eyes again: "Xiang Cheng didn't even want to call me 'Seichi' today..."
"No," Xiangcheng explained immediately, "I'm just used to it."
"Really?" Yukimura frowned.
"I'm sorry... Seiichi."
It felt weird, but after touching my aching mouth, I decided to change my tune.
Yukimura then laughed and said, "You should go back and have breakfast first."
Xiangcheng shook her head. Being seen by her family...that would be too embarrassing. It would be worse than being seen by strangers.
"Let's eat it while we're waiting for the bus at the station."
Yukimura took the things from her hand and stuffed them into his sports backpack.
Then he took Xiangcheng's right hand, naturally interlocked their fingers, and walked towards the station.
There were still ten minutes until the next train to Tokyo, so Yukimura took out breakfast and handed it to her.
Xiangcheng hesitated for a long time before taking off her mask with a fearless attitude. Facing Yukimura's burning gaze, she bit the bread as if to vent her anger.
Yukimura just kept looking at her sideways.
Then, seeing her surprised, he grabbed her wrist, moved closer, and took a bite of her bread.
"You you you—what are you doing!?"
Kaoru looked at the bread and then at him, the smile on Yukimura's face growing wider and wider until he finally laughed out loud.
"I'm sorry...you're just too cute."
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