Yinuha put Yukimura's uniform next to it. The dark yellow one looked like the color of autumn.
Holding his team uniform, she lowered her head, and a deep dark sieve glanced past her eyes. If it is love, please be kind.
She really wants to do whatever she wants...
But, if it is true, is there a possibility that her surgery has not been completely successful, and maybe half of it failed, shook her head
She looked to the horizon. At this time, Jingwu was also looking at the same sunset?
Unconsciously, I fell in love with it, but I never regretted it. It would be better if fate chose her again and abandoned her, then what qualifications would she have to love
Love and being loved is just another exchange for one's own despair and others' sadness
Keigo Jibu was standing by the tennis court, a yellow tennis ball happened to fall at his feet. He bent down and picked it up. The color of the sunset successfully dyed his hair into golden squints.
The boy's face has endless exquisiteness and gorgeousness. He seems to be really suitable for the word gorgeousness.
Holding the ball in his hand tightly, he turned to look at the sky. In his purple-gray pupils, there were a few gentle shatters hidden under his eyes. He looked at the tennis ball in his hand, and his beautiful fingers tightened and then clasped them tightly.
Then turn around and outline a few perfect smiles
"Sure enough, let's play another game"
He patted his forehead and sighed, "Master, what game is this?" Can you always ask him to go back to play the violin? If you continue playing like this, he probably won't even be able to pick up the violin.
After moving, his wrists were almost numb
However, after thinking about it, he still picked up the racket, and a light silver light flashed in the flat mirror.
Keigo Jibe has made great progress in tennis recently, and he can't stand it anymore, so he has to work hard too.
Yinyu spent the first day at Rikai University in a peaceful manner. After school, nothing special happened. Her identity might have spread in school.
However, the students here may be normal because of the school rules. Unlike the girls who are Bingdi, they are almost crazy and terrible.
Everyone in the tennis department walked together, and they carried ball bags on their shoulders, reflecting a gentle sunset, the young boy became more and more handsome
"Sayah, where do you live, I'll take you back." When he walked to the door, Liu Lianji suddenly stopped and turned around and said to Yinyu. He had not forgotten what Shizui had entrusted this girl. This month he was all his.
Responsibility, for the first time, don't get lost
"I know the way not far away," Yin Yu put her schoolbag in front of her and said with a smile. Although Liu Lian Er rarely speaks, she always remembers what she promises others.
She still really thanks him. It’s not about him. The people in the tennis department are really taking good care of her. These teenagers are really kind and cute, just like Qingxue and Bingdi people.