Otoyu came back to her senses and looked forward. When did Taocheng get so close to her? He glanced slightly and he recognized her...
Momoshiro looked in panic at the girl in front of him who was almost hit by the ball. He couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. Who is she? She is Saya Otowa, that terrible woman. The ball can fly to anyone.
He just couldn't do it to her. He was miserable. He didn't know what she would do to him. He had seen many of her methods. For Tezuka, she was like a devil. What he remembered most clearly was,
She pierced hundreds of tennis balls by herself just to stop them from practicing. It's terrible. It's terrible, but it's even more hateful.
Seeing his panic, Yinyu lowered her eyes, her long and fluttering eyelashes were a bit golden. Suddenly, she raised her face and smiled softly, as suddenly as the wind...
"I'm fine." He heard her say this. These three words made him unable to react for a long time. This was too impossible. This was not something she could say.
Taocheng recalled in his mind what she should say now:
"Taocheng, wait..."
"Taocheng, do you dare to hit me with a ball?"
"Momocheng, are you tired of living?"
All possibilities are like this. It is impossible that her words are just fine. Has she transformed, or is she not Saya Otowa at all?
"You guys play first, I'm leaving." She knew what he was thinking? She didn't want to say anything more. She didn't want to explain, and she wouldn't explain. We'll talk about it later... She waved to them, and she didn't let go of the smile on her lips.
Otoyu, you have to work harder...
She turned around, took off her glasses, and saw the world through the wind. Her eyebrows and eyes were even brighter and more delicate. The girl's face was reflected in the sunlight, and it was cold and clear, with a hint of dust.
The color came, and the long shadow on the ground became longer and longer...
"Taocheng, do you know her?" the red-haired boy asked
"Yes!" Taocheng nodded, and after a while he said another sentence: "It seems that I don't know him again. It's not the same feeling as before. It's so difficult that I really recognized the wrong person? That's not right! Is it her?"
"Bang..." The sound of someone falling down at that time
"Hey! Kamio... Kamio... what's wrong with you? Could it be that you fainted from the sun? But the sun isn't that big! What a useless guy, you fainted so easily."
Kamio gritted his teeth, I was so angry with you
Otoyu looked back occasionally, and her black hair was dyed with a light color, like a delicate gold foil color, light and soft, blurry and clear, but with a special feeling, what is it, envy, or sadness... What is it?
What……
It was another morning. She carried her schoolbag and sat in the car. She was the only one in the car. Sayato said he was helping her look at schools. Did she transfer to another school? She was a little reluctant to leave. Although she didn’t know many people, she
, she is really reluctant to give up
What is she reluctant to give up? Her chest tightened, is it that person? Even though no one interacts with her, she always inadvertently thinks of those eyes that cannot be seen through, the expression that cannot be seen through, and the expression that cannot be revealed.
My eyebrows have opened and my soul has changed, but is my body still in love?
Tezuka Kunimitsu, that unsmiling boy
He is a thorn in her heart. Inadvertently, it will always prick her heart from time to time, causing her heart to feel faint pain and loneliness.
When she arrived at school, she seemed to be early, but no, she was late. It was already a class. When she walked into the classroom, her classmates were only quiet for half a minute, and then they went back to doing their own things. She held up her chin,
The eyes hidden under the lenses have a touch of melancholy, and the slightly trembling eyelashes are like butterfly wings, soft and gorgeous
I will say goodbye soon, Qingxue...
After school, she refused Minzenka's invitation and did not go to the vocal club. She walked alone on the road to school. The leaves that kept falling from the trees fell on her shoulders, like a beautiful rain of leaves.
During the transition, the thoughts left behind by someone seemed to be empty, jumping, flipping, and then going away...
As she walked, she came to the place where the boy named Haitang often practiced ball. She pulled out the leaves, but there was no one there, and there were many ball marks on the wall.
Today, he didn't come either!
She sighed softly, not knowing why she sighed. It was easy to leave, just a few steps, but to come back, it took a thousand steps, which was very difficult... very difficult...
Turning around, the wind lifted her hair, carrying the scent of jasmine.
While walking and thinking, she stopped and looked into the eyes of the lonely girl in front of her.
How could it be her? Qingmu Qiaojia!
She is afraid,
And I am calm
she is panicking
It’s natural on its own,
"Shaye, noon...okay..." She heard her voice trembling, which was the sequelae of being bullied for a long time!
"Good afternoon" she nodded to her, but actually she didn't like this girl.
However, in the future, this girl will be happy, and many people will be happy, and she will never appear in this school again. She lowered her head, with a wry smile on the corner of her mouth, but in Qingmu Qiaojia's view, it looked like a