Many times, when students of Qingxue pass by the tennis club, they will always see a quiet girl sitting on the lounge chair of the tennis club. Sometimes there will be a colorful bird on her shoulder. That seems to have become A unique scenery that makes people remember it unconsciously
Listening to the wind lightly, watching the rain carefully, every emotion is completely entangled in her black hair
She was really quiet. Sometimes, she would sit there for several hours without moving. If she moved, her eyes would suddenly light up. That was because she saw the new vegetable juice made by Senior Gan. This kind of look, maybe more prepared should be called novelty
At this time, the competition in Kanto is about to begin, and these teenagers seem to be working very hard.
There was a person sitting next to her, and she was really a hindsight. Sometimes even she felt that she was too easily distracted. Once she was immersed in a certain emotion, she would ignore everything around her, and this time was no exception. After a long time, she slowly turned her head
"Senior Fuji"
Fuji Shusuke smiled and asked: "Saya, what do you think about every day?"
"I have a lot to think about," she replied, with a faint smile on her lips, but under her quiet face, sometimes there was always an unnoticeable sadness.
Fuji Shusuke took a sip of water, said nothing and looked at the sky with very blue eyes...
Then there is silence, the silence of two people, maybe more people
And this silence
They all seemed to enjoy it
Time passed so fast, so fast that she had no time to recall it, and it was already lost. What did she lose? Besides time, what else? Some people really miss it if they miss it...
For example, she and him
For example, she and him
For example, she and him
Flowers bloom and fall, which is the history of the entire spring. The time when a flower blooms is the beginning of spring and winter.
But, can she start over?
Ryoma put the racket under his arm, looked at the two people sitting together with his big and bright eyes, and thought to himself, the same freaks, don't know what to think about all day long?
Fuji stood up, with a smile on his face, his eyes were as warm as water, as warm as the morning breeze. He hit her on the head with the racket, gently...
"Shaye, Zeng Jin's fault cannot completely deny a person, and everything today will not last forever. Sometimes, retreating will only make you farther away from the goal. Moving forward, you may miss it, but escaping does not mean you should have emotions. Nothing can be gained by being negative?"
There was something in his words, and he was talking about her. She understood and listened to it, but she couldn't respond.
The bird on her shoulder flew up and screamed happily in the sky. She raised her head and a white cloud fell into her eyes.