Qingto, who was immersed in the perception of "the beauty of Souji", completely didn't notice that his eyes were staring directly at Souji's pretty face.

"Tachibana-kun? Tachibana-kun?"

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Qingteng, who was shocked by the soft voice of the Souji, came back to his senses and responded quickly.

"What's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly become stunned just now? Is there something dirty on my face?"

Souji asked as he raised his hand and rubbed his face vigorously several times.

"No, no."

Qingdeng laughed haha.

"Trickster" and "Emperor's Art" activate!

Qingdeng's expression was natural and he said in a serious tone, half truthfully and half falsely:

"It's just that I rarely see you wearing it, and I think it's very rare, so I couldn't help but look at you a few more times."

"Hehe~"

Hearing Qingden say this, the general manager showed a cheerful and silly expression, raised his hand and touched the green silk draped on his shoulders.

"It's true that I rarely loose hair, how about it? Do you think my loose hair looks good?"

As soon as the director finished speaking, Qingto immediately replied:

"Well, it's very beautiful."

As soon as these words came out, Qingdeng was startled for a moment - because his lips and tongue had just escaped the control of his brain.

Before his brain even started thinking, his lips and tongue started to move on their own, and he blurted out this compliment to Souji automatically.

Souji's smile became even happier and brighter, with a hint of sweetness in it.

"Thank you~I'm so happy to hear you say that~"

After saying that, the general manager sat up slightly, placed his arms on the floor on the left and right sides of his body, raised his head, and looked up at the night sky.

"Ji Jun, it's rare that you are here, so come and enjoy the breeze with me."

What's the point of blowing this damn cold wind... Qing Deng cursed.

However, he still sat down on the verandah as the DG wished, and moved his position in the direction of the DG, getting closer to him.

The General Secretary is now in a state of confusion and frequently making shocking moves. Qingto is really worried about leaving the General Secretary here alone.

He didn't dare to go back to his room and sleep until he was sure that the general manager was safe.

"Ms. Okita, you said you don't want to sleep because you can't sleep, so what is the reason why you would rather stay in the yard and enjoy the cold wind than get into bed and sleep?"

Qingden cleared his throat and returned to the topic.

The director lowered his eyelids thoughtfully:

"Once you close your eyes and go to sleep, when you open them again, it must be morning or noon the next day, right? I... I don't want today to end like this..."

"Don't want today to end?"

Qingteng raised his eyebrows and asked the general manager with his eyes and expression: What does this mean?

Souji habitually put his hand behind her head, trying to stroke her ponytail.

But because she didn't tie her hair tonight, she could only touch the black hair that was naturally hanging down "according to local conditions".

"Tonight...is the happiest, happiest and liveliest New Year's Eve I have ever had in my life."

"On New Year's Eve in the past, at most, I only had my sister, brother-in-law, Brother Kondo, Mr. Hijikata, Uncle Gen, Master, and Aunt Abi to accompany me."

"Although it is also very happy and lively, after all, it cannot be compared with tonight."

Having said this, the director's voice paused for a moment.

When she moved, she smiled sweetly:

"Calm down and think about it carefully. In the past year, our trial gym has really gained a lot of new faces."

"The loyal and honest Mr. Kyuubei; Saito-kun, who is taciturn on the surface, but is not as cold as he appears on the inside; Nagakura-kun, who is both big and thick, but also rough and thin; Harada, who is informal, bold and unrestrained.

Jun; Todo-kun, who is capable of both literary and martial arts and has outstanding character. And..."

Souji quietly moved his head sideways, his beautiful eyes looking straight into Qingto's eyes.

"Tachibana-kun, you."

Qingteng's body seemed to be controlled by the Souji's voice. He stared blankly at the beauty in front of him without blinking.

He felt that he had to look into Souji's eyes - Souji's soft voice and her face filled with full emotion had such magic power.

"Tonight... thank you so much. Thanks to you, I had an unprecedentedly wonderful night tonight."

"However, sometimes, when something is too good, it can actually have disadvantages."

A look of regret appeared on the Commander-in-Chief's face, and he sighed silently.

"Because I'm so happy tonight...I'm a little worried about gains and losses."

"I'm so scared...these precious friends I made with such difficulty will leave me one day."

"I'm so scared... From now on, I will never have the chance to recreate the lively scene tonight."

"When I think of this, I feel sour and stuffy in my heart..."

"So I don't want to sleep...I don't want to see the sun tomorrow...I don't want to welcome the arrival of a new day..."

The Chief's voice became quieter and deeper as he spoke.

At the end of her speech, she looked down at the fingertips of her hands folded on her lap, feeling shy.

After listening to Souji's monologue quietly, Qingto unconsciously recalled the joyful and lively scenes he had experienced before drinking the cut... He actually understood Souji's sentiments very well.

idea.

Because he had similar feelings.

Tonight's New Year's Eve dinner was a rare moment for Qingdeng to completely indulge himself.

Tonight's happiness and tonight's memories will surely be engraved in the depths of his mind forever, and he will never forget them for the rest of his life.

Although I accidentally overplayed the game and ended up with a funny ending where I accidentally drank the film, I was still busy.

The good things I experienced before I lost consciousness are still before my eyes, clearly visible.

When he thought that such a beautiful night was over; when he thought about how long it would take to encounter such a beautiful scene next time... maybe he would never have the chance to encounter it, Qingdeng felt inexplicably lost in his heart.

"...I can understand."

Qingdeng did not lie and said sincerely:

"I have almost the same feeling. I also had a lot of fun tonight, and I also have the feeling that I really want time to slow down or stop, and I really want this night not to pass so quickly."

Souji blinked his beautiful eyes vigorously a few times, his expression seemed to be surprised that Qingden had the same idea as her, but the corner of his mouth was smiling, first making a brisk arc, and then the arc became deeper and deeper.

, getting bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a bright and charming smile

"It turns out you think the same thing as me, Mr. Ju, hahaha~"

Souji's pair of pink feet hanging outside the corridor swayed happily back and forth with his laughter like silver bells.

After the laughter gradually subsided, the general manager moved his gaze from Qingden's body to the distant sky outside the eaves.

Qingdeng's eyes subconsciously followed the movements of the General Secretary and moved together, looking up at the sky with the General Secretary.

"...I like this life very much."

A faint female voice reached Qingdeng's ears.

"When I open my eyes every day, I can meet a lot of friends, and I can practice swordplay and play with everyone all day long. I am very satisfied with this happy life now, and I really want to keep it like this... I really hope it can be like this forever.

, and have been together with everyone.”

The director paused for a moment.

After a while, she exhaled:

"Tangerine-kun..."

The words of the General Secretary carry a very strong meaning of inquiry and prayer.

Qingdeng was concerned about the tone of this sentence and turned around to look - before his eyes were beautiful eyes flashing with fear and worry.

"Can our current life... continue like this forever?"

The director-general asked this question carefully, as if he were touching a fragile mirror.

Although the volume of the questions is not high, they contain strong will and emotion.

She seemed to want to get something from Qingdeng, but she seemed to be afraid of getting something.

As if a switch had been turned on, Qingden suddenly felt a wave of emotion welling up somewhere in his heart.

Qingdeng didn't know the name of this emotion, and he had no time to find out.
To be continued...