"Little maid, do you think that this uncle is too simple?" He looked extremely happy. It could be seen that her reaction must be within his expectations. As for what he expected, maybe only he himself knew clearly.
"Huh?" Otoyu looked at him in confusion, holding the tennis ball tightly with both hands.
"I don't understand, I'm so stupid." He snatched the tennis ball back from her, so fast that she couldn't react for a moment.
"You will know soon, so don't ask anything, don't say anything, even if you ask, I won't tell you, you know?" Atobe Keigo quickly said a bunch of words, telling her
The question that was about to escape her lips was completely suppressed, leaving her with no chance to speak.
Otoyu almost died. Of course she was angry with him and felt like she couldn't open her mouth. It was really uncomfortable. Moreover, the person next to her was famous for bullying her.
What can't be said or asked? It's really weird.
"Here you go" Atobe picked up the racket and put it in her hand, then the tennis ball
Otoyu caught it and looked at the tennis racket in her hand with a hint of envy in her eyes. She really liked tennis, but...
"Little maid..." There was some gentle breath in the space next to her ears. She turned her head and happened to see the young man's delicate face becoming clearer and more beautiful in the purple eyes of Keigo Otobe, and she saw
What bloomed in his eyes was a brilliant blue firework that flickered for a moment, time stopped, and his smile seemed to be within reach.
There was some pain in her eyes, she didn't know what it felt like
"Little maid, can I teach you how to play tennis after the summer vacation?" He pinched her face, and the uncle who never left his mouth changed to "I am less unruly and more gentle and intoxicating"
Tenderness, clear and ultimate tenderness
Suddenly, wisps of warmth were sent into her heart. The dark shadow was slowly replaced by the sunlight. The lingering, gorgeous light had no time to block it and spread to every part of her body.
Cells, every drop of blood, and the seed that was planted from unknown time is growing at an unimaginable speed.
In a trance, she seemed to see a pair of huge white light wings falling from his body, and a piece of white feathers fell slowly in front of her. She stretched out her hand, but did not catch it.
"Is it okay?" She looked at him, her eyes filled with mist. Did she still have a chance? Faintly, she knew that there must be something wrong with her body. She was not an idiot. Her brother's words flickered, and the doctor's deliberate concealment...
They all told her that something must have happened and they had no plans. She knew that she didn't look for the answer herself, maybe because she didn't want to force it, but more importantly, she was afraid.
She knows her condition, heart disease, how serious her illness is, does she still have a chance?
She died once. She really wanted to live and live well.