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Chapter Thirty-Two An Awkward and Cute Person

She walked forward without looking back. After taking a few steps, she started to jog, forgetting that her body could not carry out strenuous exercise at all.

She ran faster and faster, and the wind blowing in her face kept blowing the hair around her ears. The wind under the sun was very hot, but she felt very cold.

Leaning against the wall, she covered her chest and breathed with difficulty. Is this the price? Is this the punishment? There were waves of suffocating pain in her chest. She raised her head, and the sun shone on her face.

pale color

Why do you want to cry?

why?

She covered her eyes with her fingers. In front of her eyes, there was darkness. Only the warm sunlight shone on her body. There was some water on her fingertips. Under the sunlight, they were extremely crystal clear.

Suddenly, something appeared on her head, covering everything and everything in her eyes.

She put down her hands and looked at the darkness in front of her. She breathed a familiar light fragrance, a very familiar smell.

Jingwu, Jingwu

My nose was sore and tears finally fell.

Pulling off the clothes on his head, his eyes suddenly lit up. His blurry eyes saw the young man standing in front of him. The corners of his lips that had been raised had been pursed into a straight line.

"I'm sorry..." The voice was as soft as a mosquito's, and disappeared immediately after she said it. But, who was she talking to, who was she apologizing to, and who was she saying this to when she didn't care about her body?

Is it yourself or him?

The sudden pain on her face made her vision finally clear, and her heart gradually became clearer.

A slight sigh came from above the head

"You, why aren't you a little smart?" The young man's voice was very clear, without the usual laziness. At this time, it was a little gritty. After he finished speaking, he put down the fingers that were pinching her cheeks, and her pale face finally turned.

It's half of the light red color, but it's not natural.

"Yeah" she chuckled, she was never a smart person

"Come on, do you still want me to accompany you to be exposed here? You can't afford to pay for the sunburn on my delicate skin." Although he said this, he put his coat on hers again

The top of her head shielded her from the heat waves of the sun

Otoyu slightly curved the corners of her mouth. His small movements did not escape her eyes. He was really a guy who said what he said and what he meant.

Keigo, actually, is really awkward and cute.

Following him, his clothes blocked a shadow for her, and the young man's elegant steps in the sun quietly broke the tranquility of summer.

"Tezuka, what are you doing here?" Fuji was surprised to see Tezuka standing in the shadow aside, not saying a word, just looking in a certain direction, as if he was lost in thought.

Tezuka turned around and saw Fuji walking towards him. He turned his head and looked at the empty road. Only the shadows of the trees were moving further and further to the left, but there were no more people.

People who don’t understand, situations that don’t understand, anyway, everything will be known soon.

Fuji followed him and stood under the shade of the tree. The sunlight swept through his honey-colored hair and gently fell on his face, making his already fair complexion even more gentle and jade-like.

"Fu Er, I have something to ask you." Tezuka looked at Fuji, his eyes flashed under the lenses, and his dark brown eyes were cold to freezing temperature even in such strong sunlight.

Being next to him was like standing in front of a moving iceberg. Fuji shook his head and thought, in this way, he saves on air conditioning. It turns out that there is such a benefit in being cold. It seems that he really ignored it before.

"What's the matter?" Fuji's faint smile was like a crescent moon, and his clean smile was dyed with the color of the sky.

"Is Tobihara's model also here? Who is she?" Tezuka's voice came so coldly, like a breeze blowing the broken hair in front of Fuji Shusuke's eyes.

He opened his eyes slightly, his ice-blue pupils revealed a calm mirror lake. At this time, the ripples spread out in circles in the breeze. Then he closed his eyes again, and his unique voice was very gentle and delicate.


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