Miss Shimizu's perfect ending

But Aoi Ayase was not too entangled, that was not her character, she readily grabbed the skirt of the dress and took it off from the top of her head.

Aoi Ayase's figure is far inferior to that of Shimizu Sakiren, and her petite breasts are exquisite and cute, which is a bit sad.

But there is a very obvious vest line in the lower abdomen, the thigh muscles are tight, and the curvature of the hip line is particularly prominent, which has an inexplicable sex appeal.

The expensive clothes were casually thrown aside by her, she sat down and hugged her chest, facing Shimizu Sakikoi who was completely drunk.

"If you have any questions, just ask."

Having never chatted with others in such a way before, Aoi Ayase's hair stood up nervously, and her arms were tightly hugged to cover the scenery on her chest.

The golden retriever puppy seemed to have completely lost its mind, and staggered to the front, looking at him with watery brows and dimly stained drunken eyes as if looking at his lover.

The body got closer and closer, and then the air at the tip of the nose became the girl's slightly drunk breath.

Aoi Ayase's throat moved slightly, and she asked in a low voice:

"What... are you asking?"

There was a flowing desire floating in the sparkle in Shimizu Misaki's eyes, she pursed her lips, then slightly moistened her lower lip with her tongue, and asked:

"Do you want to kiss me? Right now."

A stone is thrown into the calm spring water, falls into the deepest lake and disappears from sight. It splashes a hundred drops of water, causing thousands of ripples, making people feel uneasy.

What does this, this, this mean?Why kiss her?What is she going to do?Was she totally drunk...?Why?

Is she lesbian?Why did she let herself kiss her?Am I lesbian?

Aoi Ayase was completely confused, and countless thoughts popped up in her mind like an explosion.

But the girl didn't give Ayase Aoi a chance to think at all, her pink lips were getting closer and closer, the fluff on her face was clearly visible, and in the next moment she might cover her lips like a lover kissing.

Aoi Ayase wanted to run away, but her body was refusing. She couldn't use any strength to push away. Suddenly, a piercing warning whistle sounded in her mind, sending out a dangerous signal.

The beautiful eyebrows and eyes occupy the entire pupil like a picture, and in the hazy mist, Aoi Ayase saw her somewhat flustered figure.

The two of them didn't have much clothes on, so they could feel the danger signal between their skin to skin.

Unable to refuse her, the body has issued an order to move forward.

That dirty instruction grows wildly like a flame after fueling it. If it is not restricted, it will take away the purity and beauty that belonged to the girl out of control.

No kissing! !Can't be lace either!

Aoi Ayase tried her best to push her away, but the moment her hand rested on her shoulder, she directly hooked Shimizu Sakiren's slender neck, and then pulled down.

Lips fit perfectly, but only lightly dabbed to stop at the surface.

Nothing sexual, a simple kiss.

But the softness and slightly moist feeling on her lips are all clearly in my mind like an engraving.

Then a strange picture suddenly appeared in my mind.

An elegant and beautiful purple-haired woman is holding a blood-red rose and wearing a white wedding dress. On the empty Tokyo Dome, she walks step by step and slowly walks up to the eight-meter lifting platform in the middle of the stage. On her ring finger It is a dazzling diamond ring.

She seemed to be waving to the non-existent audience, and then threw flowers decisively like a bird falling in flight, falling from the stage.

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Volume 98: Chapter 91 Chapter [-] She who fell from the sky

This paragraph continues the beginning of Ayase Aoi be timeline

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Aoi Ayase is a young lady who is surrounded by thousands of people and was born with a golden spoon in her mouth. She is an extremely beautiful girl of heaven. Countless people can only look up at her beautiful back and feel ashamed of themselves.

In a smooth and smooth life, she can get what she wants, and there has never been anything she can't get.

Except of course love.

Not being able to love is just the suffering of "not being able to get what you want" among the eight sufferings in the world in Buddhism. It is the easiest suffering in this world, but also the hardest suffering.

As far as those at the bottom of society who are truly impoverished and impoverished, the unrequited suffering that torments Aoi Ayase is what these people scoff at and are the easiest to discard.

But for Aoi Ayase, it was as if she was sinking in the dark bottom of the sea, unable to escape.

How can I get out?

Some people dug out the heart with blood vessels and veins from the chest cavity, and dug it out fresh and bloody. The feeling is deeply entangled in the soul, and every time I think about it, I feel as painful as Ling Chi.

How, how can I forget.

……

"Four days ago, at 2026:9 p.m. on September 15, 47, artiste Shimizu Sakiren, a contracted artist under Stardust Communications, unfortunately fell from the TV Tokyo building and died. The police are currently conducting a close investigation into the accident... ..."

The sound of the news echoed in the empty Japanese room. Aoi Ayase wore a dark black dress and knelt silently in front of the huge wall-mounted TV.

Hearing the death news announced to the whole society, Aoi Ayase silently turned off the TV.

Her face was expressionless, and the hollow red in her pupils had lost all color.

Just listening numbly like this, neither wanting to cry nor laughing, I don’t know why I’m living like this unconsciously, floating like a wandering soul like this.

The orange sunset glow outside the window casts into the slightly dark Japanese room, nothing has changed, and in the long time memory, I also thought about the back of the same person under the same sunset.

In an atmosphere as silent as a cemetery, Ryuji Ayase sat cross-legged beside her, took out a pack of peace cigarettes from his skirt, and ignited the weak flame with a "snap".

His eyes were clouded, his brows were wrinkled, and smoke rings were blowing out.

The mist lingers in the Japanese room, adding a layer of unreal illusion to the cruel and painful world.

Ryuji Ayase patted Aoi Aoi on the shoulder, comforting:

"Her death has nothing to do with you. You don't have to blame yourself anymore. It's okay. I have already paid off the police and I won't bother you in the future. You should take a good rest these days and calm down. Why don't you go to Fiji for two days to relax one time?"

Even though Ayase Ryuji has been in the pole dojo for many years, now, his calm and oppressive voice is also a little cautious.

Ayase Ryuji didn't feel sorry for a fresh life, he just wanted his daughter to cheer up quickly.

Ryuji Ayase has also experienced the pain of losing a loved one, but no matter how painful and tiring life is, life must continue, right?

"Well, I understand, but I can't go for too long." Aoi Ayase nodded, and then replied blankly, "I have a concert in Dongdan in a month, and I have to rehearse."

Ryuji Ayase hid his worried expression in the smoke, and asked with concern: "Dong Dan? Are you able to perform in your current state?"

"OK."

Ryuji Ayase shook the ashes of the cigarette, and firmly refused, "No! You should rest first, and let the limelight of this matter pass."

Aoi Ayase raised the corners of her lips and smiled slightly, "Father, it's okay, it's already the fourth day, and I've slowly come out."

But even with such a bright and sunny smile, there was no brilliance in the eyes at all. On the contrary, the deep black gauze skirt was very eye-catching, like a gorgeous and solemn mourning dress.

……

The desolate heart was chopped up in a mess, and when the pain became a habit, Aoi Ayase couldn't feel the pain for a long time.

Aoi Ayase stood there with dull eyes, waiting for the long elevator to fall from the roof.

"Ding dong." The elevator not only fell to the first floor, but even climbed up to the 32nd floor again amidst the prompt tone ignored by Aoi Ayase.

This is already the fifth time I missed the elevator, and it's like this again...

Recently, it's always easy to get distracted, whether it's eating, taking a bath, or drinking. Last time I didn't feel it when I cut my hands from the cooking. It seems that after she left, there was no feeling of happiness or pain in life.

Aoi Ayase struggled to raise her arm, pressed the up button with difficulty, forced her to concentrate, and finally arrived at the apartment on the 42nd floor.

However, when Aoi Ayase was about to enter her fingerprints to open the door, a slender and powerful arm stopped her.

Aoi Ayase turned her head. The uninvited guest was wearing a black hooded sweater, and her soft white hair was tied into a neat ponytail.

Her identity is ready to be revealed——Tianhai Saori, who slapped her "good friend" hard twice.

Tianhai Shazhi's purple pupils shoot out a sharp edge, as if they want to cut people into pieces.

"Let's talk." The hearty voice became deeper and more mature than before.

It's okay to be mature, mature people won't get hurt.

Aoi Ayase didn't have any obvious disgust, she didn't bother to care about these things, love and hate were beyond comprehension.

Wandering around like the walking dead is tiring enough.

"Then come in."

The fingerprint lock was unlocked, and Aoi Ayase took off her slippers and walked into the warmly decorated room, then sat heavily on the sofa.

All that remains of his body and mind is his breath, which is still alive.

Amami Saori took off her slippers, strode directly in front of her, looked down at Aoi Ayase and said, "She's dead."

Aoi Ayase didn't even lift her eyelids, she just said perfunctorily, "I know."

"Before she jumped from upstairs... she was at your house."

"Ah."

"Then before she jumped off the building..." Saori Tianhai raised her voice, her voice was a little trembling, she sighed at Aoi Aoi's cold blood, she almost gritted her teeth and asked, "Don't you know how to keep her?".

Alone, moths to the flames, she has exhausted the gentle eyes of this life, she can only look at Tianhai Saori coldly with her eyes, and then read her name word by word to warn:

"So? People are dead and question me? Are you qualified? Sky, sea, yarn, weaving."

Tianhai Saori clenched her fists and leaned forward, her anger had reached its limit, her chest was heaving violently, and she said loudly: "That is a fresh life, it is our friend, it is my childhood sweetheart who grew up with me! "

"Us? Who is us? And you said that this has something to do with me?"

Even though Aoi Ayase is at the bottom in terms of height, her sharp aura does not let her down in the slightest.

"The police didn't find you, but I want to say that I am qualified to ask about this matter."

"Haha," Aoi Ayase couldn't help laughing angrily. She pointed at Tianhai's Saori's nose and scolded in a voice that was almost a roar:

"Tianhai Shazhi, you are the least qualified to say such things, get out of here quickly, I feel sick when I see you, get out!"

"I don't know what you did to her... But when I called her that night, she was still in a good state of mind. If you still have a little humanity and treat her as a friend, you should keep her, Shouldn't have done that to her."

Tianhai Saori gritted her teeth and tried to suppress her anger, and finally her fair face flushed with anger and blood, and she finally cursed:

"I'll keep an eye on you, beast."

Then he slammed the door hard and left.

Aoi Ayase finally lost the strength to support her body, and fell on her back like a dying fish, sinking deeply on the sofa.

Beast?

She laughed at herself, sometimes people are worse than animals.

And the intimate memories on the sofa came to mind again.

Aoi Ayase hates herself so much, hates herself for remembering everything so clearly, and remembers the touch of her lips exactly.

She fled numbly, dragged her tired body, and came to the balcony with excellent lighting. The sky was as clear as blue.

Saki Koi also fell from the sky like flying flowers... Will it hurt?The ground...is pretty hard.

She looked down, and the vastness of Amano suddenly turned into dense steel buildings, and the busy traffic circle in Tokyo never changed.

The ring tightened his neck, and a feeling of suffocation hit him, covering his throat, making it impossible to breathe.

Aoi Ayase staggered back a few steps, her whole body was wet as if she had just been fished out of the dark deep sea.

There used to be someone who was the lonely other half, but now no one in this world can hear their cries for help anymore.

……

Time always goes by quickly.

Suffering is like a long-term chronic disease.It occurs continuously every day, but every time it occurs, the memory of her is a little less.

So Aoi Ayase used scissors to cut out the beautiful outline of Shimizu Sakiren's Polaroid every morning, and then pasted it into a self-made photo album.

Gradually, the numbness sank.Give up the idea of ​​instant recovery and recovery, and live peacefully with the pain of forgetting.

Time is still passing, just muddle through.

When I went out to buy fruit one day, I actually forgot that Saki Koi didn't like apples.

Forgetting has become indifferent, and struggling in pain has become a kind of life.

Aoi Ayase was scared, very scared.Will one day be immune to forget her.