He thought that maybe the encounter between him and her was really destined, and it started to be destined in that pot of cornflowers. Then, if it really was this level, he would protect it well and protect this destiny.
Purple meets like his tennis
The girl next to him listened to the class quietly. She would look back at him from time to time and give him a clear smile, which was very graceful and comfortable.
The lessons were not too long or too short. Maybe it was because I was lucky enough to have Muraseichi here, or maybe it was because she adapted to everything very easily. Her life was much better than expected, and she adapted much faster than usual.
He is not actually familiar with her, but it seems like he has known her for a long time
And she also got to know most of the people in the class. Most of them came to her first to introduce themselves. Some of them might be shy, so they were always embarrassed to move forward and just kept looking at her with their eyes.
Li Haida's month may be much better than she expected.
However, Yukimura Seiichi, she didn't understand what kind of person he was? She was confused again, and what did he mean by that sentence? He said she would live a good life here.
Is this his promise? She lowered her head and lowered her eyes. The hair on her forehead covered her eyes, and a faint light flashed in her eyes. A young man as elegant as a cornflower was really beautiful.
After school ended at noon, Otowa closed her book. Although it was the first day of class, there was no pressure. Compared to Hyotei, the girls from Tatekai University were obviously much quieter.
She was flipping through the book, and when she looked up, she saw several girls walking towards them. Yukimura Seiichi had been smiling lightly, as soft as water, very clear and clean.
"Yukimura, I don't know a few questions, can you help me explain them later?" One of the girls said softly, with a certain expectation in her eyes.
"Okay." Yukimura Seiichi nodded, still gentle and polite.
"Yukimura, I want to join the painting club, but I don't know how to draw yet, can you teach me?" It's another girl, who looks more generous than the previous one, but the blush on her face still gives her away.
her shyness
"Well, I will introduce you to the painting club. As for other aspects, you don't have to worry." Yukimura still answered gently, without any hesitation or any intention of rejection.
Yinyu turned her head and saw the smile on his face, and her eyes trembled slightly. It turned out that he was really used to this. He treated everyone like this.
After putting the book away, she looked at the young man carefully and frowned slowly but slightly.
She saw that his smile was very gentle, but if she looked carefully, she could find that there was an alienation thousands of miles away in his eyes.
He is said to be gentle, but in fact he is the coldest one. He refuses nothing but everything.
The most brilliant are often the loneliest, and the most easy-going are often the most distant. Yukimura, are you also one of these people?
The so-called distance, it turns out, is not just between distances. She lowered her head, looked at the notebook on the table, stretched out her fingers and stroked it gently. On her face, there was another lonely smile,