"It's me." It seemed that he also remembered her, and she continued to smile, very faintly, lighter than the wind, lighter than the clouds, her eyes seemed to be soaked by raindrops, and she couldn't see the edge.
Not to the end, but in a very subtle corner, you can see the footsteps of time walking slowly, between the ups and downs, the lingering world of mortals, and in her eyes, it is, fleeting, distance...
"Did I really make a mistake?" Atobe put two fingers between his eyebrows. She noticed that his fingers were slender and beautiful. Between his fingers, the round fingertips were like white feathers flying in the penetrating wind.
The words fell, and he was unparalleled in enchantment. Sure enough, from head to toe, he was proud of himself, but she never noticed that the way he looked at her changed a bit, becoming sharper, more insightful, and maybe even a little bit interested.
In his eyes, she was not a gorgeous person, but she let him see her wrong, twice. She was so hidden that she even deceived him. Yes, it was really good. However, this pair
For him, it is considered a failure, so...
She saw the corners of his mouth rise slightly, and then they bloomed like fireworks. The brilliance of that moment made her narrow her eyes slightly.
"Senior, come here quickly. Senior and the others are coming back soon. The meal isn't ready yet?" A loud shout came from not far away. She turned around and saw Tomoka waving to her at the door from a distance.
Sighing slightly, the smell of green grass in the air was much lighter, and it was almost gone. She looked up at the sky, and then looked at the person standing next to her, who seemed to be even more dazzling than the sun.
This boy's smile really hurt her eyes.
"I'll take my leave first." She bent down, then turned away with the racket in hand. She walked not fast, but at her usual pace, with her black hair swaying slightly, with wisps of light golden hair rising.
She didn't look back, so she didn't see the smile of the young man behind her gradually fading away. He slightly raised his chin, and the perfect arc led to neat and soft lines, which were slightly flamboyant. The wind picked up the young man's hair and cut through it.
Light silver, gently turning, settling...
"How long are you going to stand there? Why are you still reluctant to come out?" He suddenly spoke, leaning lazily on the net, and raised the corners of his mouth again. He was so enchanting and beautiful that it was hard to resist, and the moles under his eyes looked like tears.
With life, like water droplets, it is a transparent brilliance
As soon as he finished speaking, several teenagers wearing the same clothes as him walked out from behind. He turned around, these guys had been watching the show for a long time.
"Atobe, why have your hobbies changed?" Yueto Maki, who has burgundy hair, held his cheek with his left hand and asked half-jokingly.
"Really? I'm just a person who is fascinated by my gorgeous appearance. What a waste of time." He combed his hair coolly, and when he ran his fingers through his hair, he vaguely brought up a faint fragrance, and the hair was spread out.
Circles of fascination and confusion
Atobe Keigo, the emperor of the Hyōtei, no matter where he is, no matter what time, whether it is his unintentional nobility and elegance, his natural arrogance that looks down on the world, or his profound magnificence in every gesture, he attracts everyone.
His eyes are captivating. He is a presence that cannot be ignored, as dazzling as the sun.
"Tell me, is it Huadi?" He turned his head and looked at the tall young man.
"Yes." Hua Di always talks little. Anyway, he answers whatever Atobu says? So every time it's the same, two words, yes, or one word, yes.