Miss Shimizu's perfect ending

"That... what I meant by licking my lips actually didn't mean anything else. It's just that your lips are a little dry, and that's what happened subconsciously..."

The panic was because she cared. After all, in the previous memory, Saki Koi hated taking possession, and she had to respect Saki Koi's opinion.

I have never been mercifully cast down by the gods, this hard-won glance, of course, must be carefully held in the palm of my hand.

Happiness comes too suddenly, you can't act too hastily, you have to slowly enter Saki Koi's heart bit by bit.

Aoi Ayase held her breath and observed Shimizu Sakiren very restrainedly, for fear of seeing a trace of disgust in her eyes.

Fortunately, not for the time being, Shimizu Sakiren is just a little strange, maybe it is because of shyness to dodge.

Aoi Ayase breathed a sigh of relief, and took out a pink lip balm from the coat pocket of her school uniform. The white and pink shell was exquisitely packaged, and with the huge luxury LOGO label, it was very expensive at first glance.

Nervously, she leaned her cheek slightly to this side, turned the small lip balm around, and asked carefully: "Do you need me to apply it for you? Hmm... lip balm."

Aoi Ayase stretched her legs and clamped them tightly, her clear eyes looked expectant.

How can you live up to such eyes?Just put on some lip balm.

Shimizu Sakiren stared at her motionless for a long time, and the girl's breath was also held for a long time, before finally nodding her head.

"it is good."

Aoi Ayase's bright almond eyes widened in surprise, and at a certain moment fireworks exploded from her heart.

Filled with sweetness, the whole person becomes light and light as if stepping on the soft clouds in the sky.

The excitement was hard to calm down, the girl's cheeks were as red as the sunset, she beckoned and said softly: "Then come here a little bit."

"it is good."

Shimizu Sakiren's body was pulled by the words and approached.

The distance between the two is very close, which is the distance between kissing and hugging.

Just looking at each other between lovers is enough to be thrilling, the golden sunlight flows in the ambiguous gap, and the dust like mayflies on the seafloor flutters in the air, small and beautiful.

The quiet and gentle atmosphere is enough to make Aoi Ayase fascinated, and it is a sweetness that cannot be prayed for even in dreams.

Summer is always related to romance. At this moment, the slightly hot early summer condenses the beauty, cleanliness and innocence of the whole boyhood.

With a slight bang, the lipstick opened, and Aoi Ayase supported Shimizu Sakiren's head with one hand. The pink lipstick began to touch the slightly dry lips, and then her cheeks heated up with her breath.

I just used the lipstick of... half an hour ago.

Although it was just a simple interaction between the girls, Aoi Ayase felt as if she had fallen into a deep kiss and was exhausted.

Those blue eyes envelop themselves like raging waves.

Shimizu Sakiren closed her eyes again, and the tide receded, but Aoi Ayase couldn't calm down her tense heartbeat.

Obviously the previous memory has been very close, but it is still too nervous.

I heard that when a girl closes her eyes, she wants you to kiss her——for some reason, this rumor came to mind.

The long curled eyelashes trembled slightly while waiting, and the lipstick moved along the heart-shaped lips and was covered with light pink.

Finally, the cherry-colored lips have been covered with a layer of glossy translucent cream.

Good for kissing, but not for kissing.

In a daze, the nervous hand shook slightly and the ointment slid out, leaving excess residue on the lips, and Shimizu Sakiren frowned slightly.

This is a lipstick with color, the pink part must be wiped off, otherwise it will not look good.

Therefore, Ayase Aoine's slender index finger touched Shimizu Sakiren's lips, and wiped off the excess lipstick bit by bit.

If the lipstick is kissed... it will look good too.

And Shimizu Sakiren also realized something, opened his eyes, and looked at Aoi Ayase silently.

Aoi Ayase saw her own reflection in Shimizu Sakiren's eyes, the only self.

There is an inexplicable impulse in Aoi Aoi's heart. She wants to write the most lingering haiku like Natsume Soseki, to draw her own Mona Lisa with the most touching brush, and to kiss the person in front of her eyes.

"Saki Koi, can I kiss you?"

The voice was as thin as a mosquito, so small that even the beating of the heart could not be suppressed.

"Huh? What?"

"It's nothing."

Finally finished painting, Aoi Aoi's forehead was wet with sweat.

Obviously, the air conditioner in the infirmary is making low white noise and the machine is running, but it still feels hot and dry.

"It's finished."

Aoi Aoi retracted halfway, then covered the lipstick and put it in her pocket like a treasure.

Shimizu Sakiren also opened her eyes, and she pursed her lips to feel the film on her lips, "The lips are not dry anymore."

"It's very useful, next time I will give you a set..."

Shimizu Sakiren shook her head, "Xiao Kui, no need."

Aoi Ayase smiled happily, "Then next time I will paint it for you?"

"That's fine."

"Speaking of which, this class is still very long..."

Aoi Ayase squinted at the wall clock on the medical room, perhaps to tell the students to cherish the time. There was also a round brown wood wall clock on the wall of the medical room.

The time is stuck at 10:58, and there is still long enough time to squander myself.

"Saki Koi, why don't we talk about something?"

After finishing speaking, Aoi Ayase leaned against the wall and sat beside Shimizu Sakiren.

The vine-like arms of crabapple are next to each other, intimate.

Shimizu Sakiren turned her head to the side and nodded, "Yes."

"what's the topic……?"

Aoi Ayase nodded her chin, trying her best to find topics in her mind, Saki Koi likes idol activities, watching "Naoki Hansawa", and "La La Land", and...

"I mean...what you said when you put on your lipstick, okay."

Because there was a third person in the infirmary, Shimizu Sakiren only covered her hands, and could whisper in her ear that only two of them could hear.

There was a second of silence, and then it exploded. Aoi Ayase's brain had already lost its function, and it was only functioning according to the instinct of a creature.

This is an invitation, Saki Koi's invitation!An invitation that cannot be declined.

Aoi Ayase raised her head slightly, moved closer and closer, closed her eyes, already felt Saki Koi's warm breath, and then - kissed with a unique touch.

It wasn't Saki Koi's moist lips, but her slender index finger.

Shimizu Sakiren waved her index finger, admonishing softly: "Xiao Kui, but if you are here, it is not allowed..."

……

Everything comes alive in early summer, and even in humid Japan, the weather is surprisingly bright.

Xia Chuan Tianyin lay weakly on the bed, subconsciously only feeling an uncomfortable hot flash.

It turned out that Sunshine's cheeks were tinged with a sickly red, and his forehead was covered with a thick layer of wet towel, wrapped in the quilt like a chubby Antarctic penguin.

The girl's brows were tightly knit together, her eyes were closed tightly, she was anxious and panicked, and she was deeply plunged into a nightmare from which she could not escape.

Swish!Finally at a certain moment, Xia Chuan Tianyin's eyes suddenly opened and she woke up with a start. The deep confusion and unknown fear melted into the dripping sweat, and her whole body was icy cold.

The feeling of being sick is not good, the torment of the disease and the helpless loneliness are gnawing at the mental state of the self.

Like the sun has lost its vitality, sullen, boring.

Xia Chuan Tianyin's head was a little groggy, she tried to raise her eyes, the warm yellow curtains in the room were closed by someone at some point, blocking everything outside the window, leaving only a ray of escaping light.

The thin quilt weighed on my body like a heavy mountain, and my weak body was sweating profusely after being sick.

The wet towel on her head, the wet sweat under the blanket, and the sickly hot flush in the whole room made her feel very uncomfortable.

Is it already the second day?

She tried her best to prop up her heavy body from the bed, her lips were sickly pale.

Today I dreamed again...that small room.

In the past few days since I was ill, in every dream I closed my eyes, the content was very different from the previous ones.

It's not that I'm worried about dreaming about the special content related to my senior, which makes people blush, nor is it that I'm dreaming about death full of pain and despair.

As a normal girl in adolescence, when she sees such... countless pictures of school warehouses, congressmen's desks, open-air yachts, basements, glass windows, etc., she will still follow her basic physiological reactions.

The dreams about senior sisters are very perverted, so every time I have a dream, Xia Chuan Tianyin will inevitably get up in the morning and put on a new fat time.

Although there is no need to change to a new fat time in the morning these days, the content of the dream makes Xia Chuan Tianyin feel a little uneasy.

It was a gloomy dream surrounded by gray mist, illusory but real.

An old house, the wooden floor has been damp for a long time and slightly turned outwards, and the whitewashed walls have begun to turn yellow.

Dolls, desks and dressing tables, the not-so-luxury room is exquisitely arranged, with a touch of comfort, it is a girl's boudoir with a quiet time.

A cozy little bed for girls, the blue and white striped quilt makes people feel at ease and feels like home.

A table full of textbooks and test papers. The test papers and books are full of black and red notes, which are enough to show hard work and seriousness.

Of course, the most important thing is the owner of the room, a girl about 13 years old who is writing a diary at her desk.

The long hair hangs down to her chest, and the girl's brushwork moves with the strength of her wrist.

She writes gently and calmly, recording the beauty of a certain moment in ordinary life.

"On August 8.13, the whole family went to climb Mt. Fuji together. After climbing to the seventh chome of Mt. Fuji, we couldn't climb anymore. Next time we must climb to the top of the mountain!

8.14th, I went back today!Although I haven't finished climbing Mount Fuji, I went to Tokyo Amusement Park. I like the Ferris wheel very much. My sister said that she will bring me to play next time... Great! "

Like a disembodied gray ghost, Xia Chuan Tianyin floated above the room, watching the immature girl write slowly, and the time of the dream was like a long river flowing dimly.

"It's time to eat." As I wrote, I could vaguely hear a gentle and loving voice from outside the room.

"Okay, okay, sister, I'm coming to eat, don't rush!"

The girl stopped writing, responded sweetly, and hurriedly left with the sound of Pata Pata's slippers.

The brown-yellow door opened, letting in the lights of ordinary people outside the white mist.

Xia Chuan Tianyin wanted to use this light to float away, but was blocked by the thick fog.

Therefore, she could only watch the girl leave, seeing the incandescent light prolong the girl's shadow, and finally disappear.

Then, the door slammed shut and darkness fell.

These impenetrable darkness gradually turned into colorful filters, twisted and deformed, the structure of the room was reshaped, and the door opened again.

The girl who was still childish just now has grown to around 16 years old exuding youth and vitality, with a slender and graceful body.

It's just that she is no longer as innocent and carefree as she was in the ignorant period.

Without turning on the light, in the dark and silent night, the girl opened the silver window indifferently, and the clear moonlight illuminated her face extremely pale, like some kind of fragile white porcelain pottery.

Then she fell back on the bed as if she was falling down, and finally she was able to let go of the tense pressure in her whole body. She covered her eyes with her thin arms like vines, weak and crying silently.

Maybe it was infected by this rich atmosphere, maybe the moonlight is too poignant.

"Are you ok?"

Xia Chuan Tianyin wanted to comfort her subconsciously, following her heartbeat, for some reason, her vision immediately came to the girl's side.

She stretched out her hand, but saw her right hand passing through the girl's forehead like a ghost.

I can see it but I can't touch it. It turns out that this is a dream.

Xia Chuan Tianyin stared blankly at her hands, and could only stand by the bed and watch silently while waiting for the time to flow.

She saw the girl's fragility but was helpless.

In the long and long silent crying, there was only a slight sob for a long time, and clear tears flowing slowly along the corners of the eyes.

Xia Chuan Tianyin watched the girl stand up, walk through her body, staggered to the desk, and easily found the diary she had written before.

A blue diary filled with emotions.

The girl tore up the diary bit by bit with sadness and resentment, and knelt down on the ground in despair, crying like a weak rabbit with red eyes, and her chest heaved and heaved to suppress the out-of-control emotions.