Looking at the hands holding each other, Yukimura Seiichi's eyes briefly flashed with a faint beautiful luster, warmth and a different kind of tenderness. In the breeze, whose heart was moved and whose love was moved by the breeze.
The movement may have started a long time ago. This faint concern is hidden in my heart and has never stopped.
only to her
Whether this is a destined encounter, and what the ending will be, he doesn’t know?
Turning around and looking at the shade of the tree, he lowered his eyes lightly. Under his eyes was a dark ocean. He saw the name written on the notebook she just looked at.
Atobe Keigo
Could what Sanada said be true?
He didn't ask, and he never wanted to ask. Whatever he wanted, he would definitely get it, but now, he was a little hesitant.
Is this feeling called fear?
It's a strange feeling. On the court, only others are afraid of him, and only he can make others feel this way.
Walking back to the classroom, I suddenly felt a bit cooler. The temperature difference in the room was still quite big.
They sat back to their seats, and the classroom became quiet again. Some people are quiet by nature and like it, such as her and him.
This class is a self-study class. In fact, for Otoyu, she likes the self-study class the most because she can just daze at will.
Turning her head slightly, she saw Seiichi Yukimura just looking at her funny, with such focused eyes that she subconsciously escaped again.
Then what she saw in the morning was correct
Whether it was unintentional or intentional, she discovered that she actually didn't understand this person at all. He was as gentle as water on the outside, but extremely powerful on the inside. What kind of person was he, and what was he thinking in his heart?
, she can’t figure it out at all?
Thinking about it, maybe she just thought wrong, just because they were too close.
In the afternoon, it was time for activities of various clubs. In fact, many clubs had already sent invitations to her. The most popular ones were from the performance club. Because of her status, they thought that if she joined, there would definitely be someone in the performance.
However, more viewers were rejected by her. She knew what role she played in Lihai University.
She was an exchange student for a month, and she had never thought about joining the so-called club. She was already used to staying in the tennis club.
I have also fallen in love with watching the group of teenagers playing tennis, whether they are Seigaku's, Rikkai's, or Hyokui's
Different students, different tennis teams, but they all have one thing in common, that is, their love for tennis will always be the same, the same enthusiasm, and they will never shrink back.
Walking into the tennis club, Lihai University’s training has always been better than other schools. This kind of training makes each of their players likely to become a regular candidate for the future tennis team. Therefore, their ranking first in the country is not easy.
When they get it, people only see their aura, but they don’t see the sweat they put in behind it.
She walked directly to the table aside, took out the scented tea she bought last time from her schoolbag, then each put some in it, poured water in, and after the water cooled, they could all drink it.
Looking at the scented tea in her hand, she moved her fingers slightly. She wondered what they were drinking now. Will Fujiwara prepare it for them?
Shaking her head, why can't she always escape this kind of missing? It's as deep as the bone marrow.
Sanada put down the racket in his hand and walked over, some beads of sweat dripping from his forehead as he walked. He picked up the cup on the table and took a sip.
This is the taste, very good
However, he picked up the cup and looked at Otoyu thoughtfully. After a long time, he lowered his head and stood aside with the cup. He chose not to ask or tell because he finally chose to believe them.
Yukimura Seiichi looked at the two people standing in front of the table, raised his eyes and walked towards them. Otowa saw him, picked up his cup from the table and handed it to him. He took it with a slight smile.
He just stood beside Sanada
"Thank you, Sanada." Yukimura Seiichi didn't look at Sanada's face, just like him, watching their players practice.
Sanada tightened his grip on the cup, "I just hope you can think clearly about what you want to do?" The very calm and calm voice was still Sanada's style. No matter where he was, he would never lose all his calmness.
"I will." Yukimura Seiichi nodded, and the hair on his shoulders fell behind him, and some transparent purple light spots appeared, dazzling like stars in the morning, just like his firm gaze.
Of course he knew what he was doing? He wanted to protect that small piece of happiness that belonged to her
In different schools, Hyotei's training at this time is a little different from that of Rikkai University. There always seems to be a terrible low pressure in the sky, which makes everyone in the field extremely nervous.
It's just that, except for a few people who can endure it, they are naturally able to bear it. He leaned on the rest chair and crossed his legs naturally.
Drinking the water from the cup, he turned his head and looked at Houchotaro who was still busy.
"Chotaro, the taste is still wrong this time, it's bitter."
Hochotaro wiped the sweat from his head and looked at the cups one after another. He really couldn't understand how they could give him such an arduous task. He was not Saya, so how could he know what kind of cup to put in?
flowers, and there are a lot of strange scented teas in his hands
He didn't know them, and they didn't know him. He scratched his hair. It was really troublesome.
Atobe Keigo walked out, picked up the cup delivered by Kaji, and drank it. It tasted tasteless, and he pursed his lips tightly. The air pressure seemed to have dropped a few points.
"Yuushi, when will we be able to escape? Atobe doesn't want to exhaust us like this? I really can't stand it anymore," Xiangri lay on the rest chair, panting non-stop. Since that day
After the incident, their tennis club had this kind of atmosphere almost every day, with nearly twice the amount of training than usual. Atobe really thought they were machines.
"In the near future." Renzu just smiled softly, with a soft Kansai accent. At this time, it was still somewhat convincing. Of course, it would be fine just waiting for her to come back.
However, it seemed that he was still a little far away. He looked at Atobe Keigo indifferently, his eyes hidden under the flat mirror, and his dark blue hair were still slightly cold at this time.
Oh, Atobe, Atobe, you really can’t stand the contradictory character.
Cilang hugged his racket like a pillow and lay flat on the rest chair. He opened his eyes and looked at the blue sky. This kind of life is really boring.
He hugged the racket tightly again and turned sideways. This time, he really fell asleep.
It was at this time that the cell phone in Otowa Rikkai's pocket rang. He took it out and saw that it was a call from Kikyo.
She connected
"Shaye, it's me, I'm Juxing. We're going back in the afternoon." As soon as the call came through, Juxing's always clear voice came from inside.
Are you going back this afternoon?
"What's wrong? Who's calling?" Yukimura Seiichi sat next to her, staring at her closed mobile phone. She seemed to be in a daze. She really liked to be in a daze. This habit was really a bit strange.
interesting
Otowa came back to her senses, looked at him, and put the phone back in her pocket, "It's Xiaoxing's call. She said they will leave Kanagawa in the afternoon."
I'm about to leave. I don't know when we will meet again next time?
In this still unfamiliar place, I am actually really happy to meet so-called familiar people, but now I have to leave so soon
Some, slightly reluctant to leave
At this time of summer, there are some thin dark shadows
Sanada, who was at the other end of the court, also put down his phone and walked towards them.
"Fudomine's Tachibana just called and said that he is going back to Tokyo this afternoon, so out of politeness, we may have to temporarily suspend training."
"Yes, I understand. I will do as you wish." After hearing Sanada's words, Yukimura Seiichi had no objection and sent him off. This is what he should do.
Sanada nodded, looked at the team members who were still training, and clapped his hands.
When everyone saw it, they immediately stopped training
Of course, only the main candidates went, the others stayed in the tennis club and continued their training.
A group of people, wearing the same uniforms, walked out of the school
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