Those broken and messy tiles in my heart,

Try to get out of the room without you,

Sofa for one person,

Memories are like a merry-go-round,

How can I lock the room of memories?

The alarm clock is still ticking,

No longer will I be tortured by the haze of longing.

A piece of paper flew to the ground, and the sad words on it came into view, making people fall into sadness.

Under the sun, his hair color looks like gold, and his gentle smile reminds people of Prince Charming.

Picking up the piece of paper, Fuji smiled and opened his eyes the moment he saw the words. His ice blue eyes looked at the things on the paper faintly. Even he himself didn't know what was going on and felt a little heartbroken.

Her beautiful ice-blue eyes looked forward, and after shifting her gaze for several corners, she finally landed under the tree where the leaves were rustling in the wind. The sunlight shone through the leaves and cast colorful light on her body.

The straight black hair like a waterfall is scattered on the shoulders, dragging on the grass. The closed eyes seem to have never been opened. The delicate face and tightly pursed lips can no longer see the blood. They are obviously so stunning.

, why does a woman who doesn't eat fireworks show such an expression? There are papers scattered around her hand... It seems that she fell asleep while writing.

Although it violated other people's privacy rights, Fuji was not a good student, so he picked up the papers scattered around her. All those papers were filled with paintings, and only the one in his hand had words.

And all the paintings are of a violin.

Fuji's ice-blue eyes looked at her sleeping face with a hint of sadness.

It's the first time I've looked at her face so close, why...? Your smile only shows up when he's around? Am I not better than him? Your eyes have never been on me, even if

You didn't even defeat Echizen.

Fuji is a genius, a genius without a doubt, but geniuses always have fragility. He is very devoted when he is interested in prey, but this is the first time that he feels so deep that it is difficult to breathe and accept someone's feelings. It is very difficult for him to breathe.

It's so difficult that I can't help but feel empty and boiling when I see her.

His dignity forced him to endure it. He wanted to roar. For some reason, he really wanted to do that. Obviously that look was not in line with his image. It was impossible for Fuji Shusuke to do that. Absolutely, but...but...

"Why is it like this in front of you?!" He said these words helplessly and struggling as if he was enduring some great pain.

The butterfly-wing-like eyelashes slowly separated, revealing a pair of coquettish golden eyes.

A fluorescent screen is next to it.

Messy papers are scattered around.

There was no one around.

The cool wind blew by, as if it had taken away the young man just now.

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Fuji’s image, Bu Fei seems to have been ruined, right? I always feel that it’s very inconsistent with my image, but there’s nothing I can do about it. In Bu Fei’s eyes, Fuji’s perspective should be like this. If you have any concerns, please tell me.

Fei will revise it later.
Chapter completed!