It wasn't until dinner that Yinyu woke up. She looked at her watch and saw that it was already past 7 p.m. She had slept so deeply. She sat up and felt a slight headache, but it wasn't serious. It was okay, like
She didn't look like she had a cold, otherwise she would cause trouble to others again. After getting dressed, Juxing sat at the table and sorted out her notes. She didn't go to the tennis court today because her notes were soaked by the rain, so she wanted to
Just sort out the new ones
"I'm sorry, I slept for too long and left you busy alone. I'm really sorry." Her voice was slightly hoarse after she had just woken up.
"Ah, it's okay. It's my fault. I got my share wet. Shaye, are you really okay?" Juxing was really a little embarrassed now. She looked at the piece of clothing put aside dumbfounded.
Team uniform, God, she was so careless. She actually forgot to put away that piece of clothing. Now, the already washed piece of clothing was blatantly placed on the table. It was so obvious that she had already seen it.
When she arrives, how should she explain it to her?
Tezuka Kunimitsu, look what kind of problem you have given me. She really wants to slap herself to death.
Otoyu naturally saw the clothes on the table, which belonged to that boy, but it was no longer important, and she naturally knew what Juxing meant when she said everything was fine.
What could happen to her?
"Well, it's okay, don't worry, I'll help you." She smiled, like the air after the rain, fresh and fresh, with no dust and a light color, with light clouds and gentle breeze.
"Really, is it okay?" Juxing looked at her, but it didn't look like she was panicking. She was really a difficult person to understand. But now she couldn't guess what she was doing.
Forget it, let’s sort out the notes first, otherwise, she won’t be able to sleep at night.
It took the two of them about half an hour to sort out all the notes. The clock also pointed to 8 o'clock, and it was time to eat. Juxing put the notebook away and prepared to hand it to Coach Shen early tomorrow morning.
There can't be any mistakes, otherwise, she will really be embarrassed to see others.
"Saya, let's go to dinner, it's already so late." She looked at the alarm clock on the table and said to Otoyu. The smile on her face was still unnatural. Like this, she really felt like she was sorry for her, and it was all strange.
That dress is simply too sinful
Otoyu nodded, got up and went to the bathroom to change into a set of clothes. Juxing looked at the coat on the table and kept sighing. What should I do with these clothes? I can't return them in front of Otoyu. In this way,
Tezuka was not the kind of person who let her get hurt again. His face was really as cold as hell.
Otoyu opened the bathroom door and saw Juxing's embarrassed look. She looked at the clothes on the table and understood something. She walked to the table and put the piece of clothing in Juxing's surprised eyes.
put it in her hand
"Let's go, if it's too late, we won't have anything to eat, and..." She paused and looked at the coat in Juxing's hands. Her emotionless voice was as clear and light as ever, but she didn't see any sadness.
"You have to return the washed clothes to others, otherwise what will he wear tomorrow?" She said with a smile, but there was a hint of sadness in her clear eyes.
Did you see it?
The splashes of water in the cold rain have long since disappeared, so who is remembered and who is sighing?
Opening the door, she walked out. Juxing hugged her clothes and had to follow her out. But the clothes in her hands were very, very heavy at this time.
They walked into the cafeteria, which was already full of people. They all greeted them happily when they arrived, and she replied one by one, with a light smile falling on her face. It was natural and a little bit...
No reluctance
She knows that they are all very good people
"Saya, would you like to come and eat with us?" Kikumaru stood up, grabbed Otowa who was walking, and pulled her to sit down without any explanation. Sitting opposite was the cold-faced young man.
He didn't even raise his head and just ate quietly. Otowa was really a little uneasy and just looked at Atobe Keigo's table. He didn't know what he was reading on his cell phone at this time.
"Saya, you haven't sat with us for a long time, so today I'm going to get you some food." Without any explanation, Kikumaru had already arranged everything. In his eyes, which looked like some kind of animal, she refused.
It’s really hard to say the words
That kind of movement can be imagined as a puppy that needs a pat on the head by its owner. In fact, it might be more suitable to call it a cat, but no matter how you look at it, it feels like a cute puppy.