Fujiwara Ikumi's eyes were red and tears kept falling. She felt really uncomfortable being so ignored and disliked by the person she liked. She opened her hand and found a beautiful bead chain in her palm. This was something she had not seen all night.
She was dressed for sleeping. Did Saya Otoyu also work hard to string it together at that time?
He handed the bracelet over and said, "Atobe, I know you can't forgive me for what I did, but I really want to apologize. This is my favorite. Please give it to Saya."
Atobe Keigo glanced at the bead necklace in her hand, jumped over her and walked towards the court.
"Atobe, can't you forgive me?" She stood there and said sadly
Atobe Keigo turned around. The slightly curly hair on both sides looked a little dim in the backlight. He looked at her very unfamiliarly, "The person you want to apologize to is not my uncle, but my maid." After saying that, he
He took out the tennis ball from his pocket and hit it out all at once. The purple-grey hair quickly made a few ripples.
What's the use of forgiveness, what's the use of apologizing? If it's really useful, then how can the hurt suffered by his little maid disappear?
Fujiwara Ikumi looked at the bead necklace in her hand, feeling a little overwhelmed and sad. She was not even qualified to be forgiven.
She didn't know when a shadow blocked her body. Looking up, she saw Huadi's tall and strong body, blocking all the light in front of her like a mountain.
A dark palm stretched out in front of her, and she saw that his eyes were as pure as water. She tremblingly put the bead necklace in his hand, clenched it tightly, then walked back and stood
In the original position, watching Keigo Atobe play ball
And she knew that this place would no longer be the place for her to stay. When she walked out of the tennis club, she looked at the young man who was as dazzling as the sun for the last time, and her lips moved slightly.
Goodbye, her first love, and, sorry
From that day on, Fujiwara Ikumi, who was called the princess by the boys, never returned to Hyotei. I heard that she had returned to France. There was one less person to discuss in the school, and it became even quieter.
However, how can the so-called gossip end? Yesterday it was her, today, maybe it is you.
The warm sunshine continues to fall on the various buildings of Hyotei Academy. The slightly hot wind blows through the green sycamore leaves, shaking out countless clear and shallow shadows. As the leaves sway, they are constantly changing.
Then, the clouds are calm and the wind is gentle
Looking up at the light blue sky, the distant clouds on the other side seem to be even further away.
The breeze, the fleeting years, the rush of settling down at this moment, there is nowhere to follow after that, and I can never forget it again
Otoyu stood at the door of Qingxue. She had been standing here for a few minutes. She took off her glasses and put them in her pocket, then walked in. Along the way, she would always meet a few familiar people, either familiar to her or familiar to her.
Others are familiar with her. Some people will bow their heads and walk by when they see her. Others will give her a smile when they see her. She is no longer the same person she used to be, and they are no longer the same person they used to be.
Time will always change everything. Vicissitudes of life will change, let alone people.
What I once hoped for the most has been achieved so far, but I still have some regrets. It would have been better if it had been earlier. Time is like quicksand on my fingertips, but many things cannot go back to the past.
She is, and they are even more
If she had not transferred to Hyokui at that time, how would she be now? She took off the hat she was wearing, and a sudden gust of wind raised her hair, and then quickly returned to her.