Chapter Thirty-Five The Results of No Intersection
"Is it because of Tezuka?" His voice was a bit hard to hide. Otoyu, Otoyu, because of him, you have turned yourself into this, isn't it enough? It's been such a long time, and you are still
Do you think of him like this? He is really not worth it for his sister, really
Otoyu shook her head and looked at the cup in her hand. The white porcelain cup, under the warm white light, had a delicate light color on the edge, and there was a faint stream of light flashing across it. Her fingers gently touched the rim of the cup, feeling the rim.
the warmth left behind
"Brother, whether you believe it or not, Tezuka and I have really passed away. In fact, when I met him again yesterday, I didn't have much trouble in my heart. There was no sadness, no heartbeat, and no heartache.
Some, just because of the relief brought about by his recovery."
She said, with a real smile on her lips. Yes, he and she have really passed away. Zeng Jin held the wrong hand and finally let go. He and she also returned to their original lives.
Wouldn't that be great?
Sayato just stirred the milk tea in the cup gently, her eyes turned hazy. Perhaps, he still couldn't believe what she said. Indeed, she was not Saye Otowa, and she didn't know how deeply she loved Tezuka Kunimitsu.
,Although she is not her, I have also liked her, but I have already missed it.
It wasn't until a long time later that Sayato put down the cup in his hand and looked at her. At this time, he only saw a slight smile, still with a warm feeling. "I will think about it. After all, there are many things to consider. Transferring schools is not just a matter of time."
It can be turned around”
Yes, there are still many things to consider. Her body alone is already a big problem, not to mention the surgery during the summer vacation.
It's not that he disagrees with transferring her back to Qingxue. After all, he can feel relieved after seeing her from time to time. However, he has to admit that Hyokui's side is more suitable for her. After all, her life there is better than he imagined.
Even better, he hoped that she could continue to maintain this mood until the day of the operation.
However, now, he did not really face the reason why she wanted to transfer schools. It was precisely because of that reason that made her mood even more uneven. But, he didn't know, he still didn't know.
Otoyu lowered his head, this is already the best result, isn't it? He said that he would consider it, then there would be a chance. She really couldn't tell the real reason, because that reason would make him more and more worried.
Therefore, concealment became the best way, but since when did she become accustomed to concealing everything about herself?
There are people you meet, people you lose, and people you miss. This is the passage of life, like a flash in the pan, and the ending is just that.
Picking up her schoolbag, she had to leave because of time constraints. It would be a few days before she would meet her brother again.
He waved his hand and sat in the car, leaving only a thoughtful Sayato standing in front of the door. After she left, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and after a few clicks, he found the person.
number, but finally put the phone back in his pocket
Maybe, she was just talking
Being so troubled seemed to be out of character for him. He walked back to the room and looked at the watch hanging on the wall. The time was now a little past 7 o'clock, which was still early for him to go to school. He sat on the sofa.
, the maid is cleaning the room. Without Otoyu, the room seems to be much empty.
He poured himself a cup of coffee. The color was very delicate. He looked down at the cup in his hand. Maybe it would be impossible for her to transfer to Qingxue.
An hour later, the car arrived at the gate of Rikkai University. Otowa got out of the car and looked at the weathered Rikkai University gate. He couldn't help but sigh again. One month will pass soon.
She lowered her head and smiled, a blurry figure slowly walked in and stood in front of her.
He raised his head and met a pair of extremely gentle eyes inadvertently.
"Jingshi," she called his name, but the young man just smiled slightly. In an instant, like a hundred flowers blooming, she saw the young man's face, stunning and unparalleled.
"Let's go, it's time to go to class," the boy just said. We haven't seen each other for two days, so it's natural to miss him.
"Yes," she responded lightly and followed him to the classroom. The two of them walked side by side. From time to time, other students would look at them. Tatekai's famous tennis club director, the gentle and prince-like Yukimura Seiichi
, this combination with this year’s model, Saya Otowa, who was transferred from Hyotei Tobihara, can’t help but make people a little surprised.
They seemed to have known each other for a long time, both of them had gentle smiles, quiet temperaments, such a comfortable feeling, like a spring breeze. This warm scene was as dreamlike and beautiful as in a fairy tale. The sun in the distance fell and shone on it.
There was more gentleness on their bodies, and it seemed that at this time, even the light was slowly becoming gentler.
Maybe something will happen between them, maybe something will happen between them. Will such a predetermined encounter really be touching, or will it be eternal?
And no one can know
Sitting in the coach, she took out books and other things from her schoolbag, but the notebook stayed in her schoolbag. Her fingers trembled slightly. She closed the schoolbag and turned around, only to find Seiichi Yukimura smiling faintly at her.
He looked up, and in those gentle and watery eyes, at this time, it seemed as if a little sunlight had fallen.
And the weather outside the window is still infinitely beautiful
Lowering her head, she was getting used to looking at his overly focused eyes and his gentleness. It seemed that he treated everyone the same. However, she felt that she could really feel that he really treated her.
She especially didn't want to think too much. She looked up at the blackboard. The teacher's voice, like the sound of bees, kept ringing in her ears.
What a terrible class
In the afternoon, Otowa made tea for them in Rikkai University's tennis club. Except for a few people, they all now like her scented tea, especially Yanagi Renji, because he knows some tea ceremony and thinks it is a good choice.
It is a very healthy and nourishing habit. In addition, this person has always had a relatively light taste, so he likes it even more.
As for those who don’t drink, they are just used to drinking drinks. Personal tastes are different, so they can’t force it.
On the rest chair, Sanada was holding a cup and was silent all the time. Although he was usually like this, but now he was a bit colder than usual, and his whole face showed no change in emotion at all.
He raised his head and looked at the two people sitting together. He closed his eyes and took a sip of water. After waiting for a while, he picked up the racket and walked in front of them.
"Yukimura, play a game with me." He clenched the racket tightly, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes. Only they themselves know the reason.
"Okay." Yukimura smiled softly, picked up his racket from the side, and the two of them walked into the court. Otoyu looked at the two people walking away and leaned on the rest chair. At this time, they seemed a little strange, but she couldn't guess.
What on earth are Toru and the others thinking?
I sighed lowly. Which of these people is not unpredictable? They are really difficult to understand. I took out the book from my schoolbag, looked down and quickly found that I couldn't concentrate at all. At this time, I always felt a little restless.
Damn, she really doesn’t know what to do about the matter between her and Yukimura Seiichi?
One kind of trouble has not been cleared up, it seems that a new one has come
If she read it correctly, then Yukimura Seiichi was really too kind to her. He was different from ordinary people. He really made her feel a little at a loss. She knew very well that she could not respond to him.
feelings, so we really can’t let him continue like this, otherwise, one day, he will really hurt this beautiful young man.
However, she can't just run up to someone and tell him, you can't like me because I won't like you. Or just say, we are suitable. No matter what kind of statement it is, it will always be unacceptable.
What's more, this is just her guess. After all, that person's thoughts are so hidden that she can't tell clearly. What on earth is he going to do now? What is he thinking about?
Too much attention will only make her feel more guilty
What's more, such a person will really make her feel distressed
A dedicated and gentle person, if she had never met that person or gotten used to that person, maybe she would really like him. After all, such a boy is really irresistible, but they still missed it.
If there hadn't been three seconds, if there hadn't been her turning around, the second turning around, maybe this wouldn't be the case now. Missing it, everything is a beautiful miss.
Holding the book in her hand tightly, she stood up and walked towards them. The stadium was independent, so no one was there for the time being, only Sanada and Yukimura Seiichi.
The game between the two started with one goal. After a few balls, the outcome was already clear. Yukimura Seiichi would never show mercy as long as he was on the court. Even if the person standing in front of him now was his teammate, Sanada, he was the last one.
Trusted people, best friends, are no exception
During the game, as long as he enters the court and stands on the other side of the tennis court, he can only be his enemy, not his friend.
When the last ball fell, Sanada picked it up. Although he had been hospitalized, Yukimura's tennis was obviously stronger than before. He was always improving, but his tennis was also more ruthless. He was still the same,
Nothing has changed
The two of them stood in front of the net, both holding their own rackets in their hands
Although they had played a game, the atmosphere between the two of them was still peaceful.
"Yukimura, does she know?" The brim of the hat blocked Sanada's face, and his expression could not be clearly seen at this time. Only his voice was calm.
Yukimura Seiichi leaned his whole back on the tennis court, looked up at the sky, and answered softly, but his voice seemed to be sighing, "I don't know? After all, I never told her."
"Then you want to continue like this. Don't forget that she will only be here for one month." Sanada reminded him. It was not cruel, not cruel, but he just told him the result in advance. He couldn't imagine what would happen to these two people.
As a result, I can’t imagine how heavy and deep the intersection between them will be.