"Yinyu" he quickened his pace a little and called her name. Yinyu turned around and saw the young man's exquisite face again, such a clear face, with purple hair rising slightly as he walked, and behind him
It is a light blue sky, gentle, peaceful and quiet. It feels like all the colors in the world have fallen on the young man, but the surrounding scenery has become much darker. Apart from the blue sky and white clouds, he is the only one.
He walked to her side and was used to walking side by side with her.
When two people walk together, they are no longer alone.
It turns out that you can really be happy if you have someone by your side
Happy?
What if it were that person instead?
Will you be happier? Will you be happier?
She doesn't know anymore
The steps of the two people have gone from being slightly chaotic to now being consistent. They are habitual and accommodating to each other. I don't know whether he is slower or she is faster.
When they walked to school, Otoyu had already discovered that the classmates they met no longer had the initial surprised expression towards her. Maybe, they were really used to it. She was an ordinary person, so it was best.
After attending a few classes in the morning smoothly, she discovered that Seiichi Yukimura also had the habit of taking notes. His fingers touched the notebook that had been kept in his schoolbag, and he lowered his eyes lightly. His fingers gently stroked the notebook.
The name above, do you still have this habit? Have you forgotten it? Forgot to take notes for a person, because that person has always been stupid, very stupid
She raised her chin and looked up out of the window. A few white clouds fell into her eyes, soft and slightly hazy white. Suddenly, she remembered a sentence
How strong a person must be to be able to remember someone forever
She lowered her head and looked at the book, only to see Yukimura Seiichi's somewhat focused eyes. The images in the pupils were two little ones of her.
She smiled at him, as misty as a cloud. Even she didn't know how much was true, how false, or how forced. When she came back to her senses, the teacher had already looked towards her.
She touched her forehead lightly, but Yukimura gave her a faint smile, which seemed funny.
Oh, she was distracted again
At the same time, in the classroom of Group A of the third grade in Hyotei School, Atobe Keigo closed his notebook with one hand and threw it on the desk. Then he looked at the empty seat next to him, and his usually arrogant and gorgeous eyes darkened slightly.
half a degree
A person's seat, where he is the only one
Rikkai University only had self-study classes that afternoon, so the people in the tennis club did not go to class, but were waiting for the practice match with Fudomine. Although it was said to be a practice match, the two teams,
It seems that everyone attaches great importance to it. Of course, there are winners and losers in the two-practice competition, which is similar to a competition. People from Lihai University will never lose to others, especially those in their own school. After lunch,
They were already waiting at the tennis court
Otoyu looked at the box in his hand, then hugged it tightly and walked into the tennis club. It was also because there were no classes in the afternoon, so when the school students heard that there would be a practice match with another school today, many of them were already gathered around.