"Yinyu, are you worried about me?" he tried to ask, with a light purple in his warm eyes.
Loosening her hand, Otoyu nodded. She looked at his slightly thin body. Is he really okay? Didn't he just undergo surgery? Can he do such strenuous exercise?
"Yukimura, will you force yourself?" Looking up at him, the young man's face was still very beautiful even though it was against the light, and he seemed to have an elegance that was falling to the ground.
"It's okay, don't worry, I'm fine." Suddenly, as if he understood what she meant, Yukimura Seiichi smiled, his lips naturally opening into a perfect arc and as gentle as jade, a pure smile, very genuine,
A warm color, as clear as a wash, slowly and vaguely appeared on his face.
At this time, the sky above his head was almost transparent blue.
After walking onto the court, everyone warmed up and started running around the playground. The speed was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, with no intention of stopping. Their training seemed to be very strict. It turns out that everyone has such a deep love for tennis.
Beliefs are all in their hearts. They are working hard for the tennis they like and their dreams.
Persisting in dreams, dreaming in smiles, this is their heart
After running for an unknown number of laps, Sanada raised his hand and everyone stopped. This marathon-like physical training was finally completed. Otowa looked at them with wide eyes.
Sure enough, everyone was in good physical condition. She looked at Yukimura Seiichi and her worries were all gone. This young man was in much better health than he looked.
Yukimura Seiichi smiled at her, then walked towards her and sat next to her. He had already taken the towel given by others in his hand. The sweat on his face fell from his beautiful face like dewdrops on lotus leaves.
Luo, because of the exercise, his face showed an extremely healthy blush. The extremely delicate skin is really not something a boy can have. The tiny pores hidden under the skin seem invisible.
This young man is blessed with an amazing beauty.
She always smiles when she sees him, and the smile on his face is always that half-incomprehensible smile. When you try to interpret it, it has been blown far away by the wind.
It's obviously just one step away, but I always find that it's actually the farthest distance in the world. Maybe it can be called, so close to the end of the world.
While she paused and stared, she found that his smile was very beautiful. Even for distance and time, this young man's smile would be unforgettable.
Yukimura Seiichi put the towel on his neck, wiped the sweat with one hand, turned his head to look at her, only to find that she had been staring at him, and what was reflected in her eyes was his figure. He put down the towel, closed his eyes slightly, and smiled.
It’s always been hard to understand
It's a destined encounter, isn't it?
The sun has quietly receded, and the sky in the distance is dyed with a gentle light orange color. The clouds also add a bit of warmth, but the wind seems to have cooled down a lot, and the sweat on my forehead has been dried quickly.
, what is left behind is a somewhat green and youthful appearance.
He raised his face, and the breeze blew on his face, blowing away the heat around him. It was obviously a very light smile, but it was also the softest smile.
When he lowered his head and put his clothes on his shoulders, Sanada was already standing in front of them