"Senior, why do you wear such ugly glasses again? Just like Senior Gan." He shook the racket in his hand, a little arrogant and arrogant. He didn't regard her as Senior, nor did Senior Gan as Senior.
"Really? Echizen, do you really think I'm ugly?" A sinister voice came from behind her. People only saw two extremely bright white lights flashing by, like the reflection of glasses.
She turned around and looked at him, but really, it did look a bit like a boy named Qian. He walked out of the darkness. He also had square-framed eyes on his face, and his eyes couldn't be seen clearly through pure white lenses.
Otoyu raised her head, he was so tall, she touched the glasses on her eyes, they looked very similar. Then she took off the glasses, held them in her hand and looked at them carefully. The wind quietly blew by, blowing the hair on her forehead. The flowing sea is flying and messy. Inadvertently, the tired sound of the wind takes away pieces of silent loneliness.
"Well? It seems interesting." Qian touched his chin, then took out a notebook from somewhere, and then took out a pen. I don't know what he was writing down?
"Senpai, do you want to come in and watch me play?" Ryoma played with the racket with one hand and tilted his head. He said, not asking, just asking. There was a loud noise from the people around him. Ryoma Echizen, this first grader never treats others as such. That's the thing, I never take the initiative to ask someone out, not to mention that this person is Saya Otowa who is hated by the tennis club.
"I'm sorry, Ryoma, I still have something to do." Otoyu turned around, her shoulder-length hair slid down a graceful arc, and her black pearl-like eyes were almost transparent. She shook her head gently, her hair moving slightly, constantly will sweep into her eyes, where there is a color like water. Suddenly, it is like a smart breeze blowing into everyone's heart, bringing a warm softness.
It's not that she doesn't want to go, it's that she has no way to go. These people hate her and don't like her. If she is here, she will take away the happiness of others.
"Oh, I know." Ryoma played with his tennis racket with both hands. The red racket lit up a dazzling flame in his eyes.
"Senior, are you still far behind? Really." After he finished speaking, he looked at Qingmu Qiaojia with his peripheral vision, and there was something called disdain in his eyes.
Fuji frowned slightly, and then slowly relaxed his brows. A trace of complexity flashed across his ice blue eyes. How could it be her?
In the rain, the girl's extremely slender body was silently transparent, and a lot of loneliness penetrated the rain curtain. It was an indescribable sadness and obscurity.
Saya Otoyu, how could you be her?
Otoyu put her hands on her chest and could feel her heart beating. She turned around and slowly moved away from their sight.
"What are you all doing here?" This was Tezuka's voice. She closed her eyes and then opened them. Circles of ripples appeared in the corners of her eyes but she never stopped.
"Tezuka, maybe you want to get to know her again." Fuji turned around and smiled that tenderly.
"Who is she?" Tezuka looked forward, and the blue color had disappeared.
The expression on Qingmu Qiaojia's face seemed to be broken into pieces that couldn't be put together. She was confused, embarrassed, and panicked. How could it be? How could she look like this? Did she see it wrong? That one attracted everyone's attention. There is no way that the girl with the charming smile is Saya Otowa, right?
"Practice all, don't stand still." Tezuka looked at everyone and still didn't move. His eyes slowly darkened, even his face.
"Yes" are all scattered, the minister seems a little angry
"Well, let me do this." Qian took out a bright cup from his back, "If anyone is slower, drink this, Aqian's special vegetable juice."
"Ah, I don't want..." Everyone ran faster, such a terrible torture, the most terrible torture in the Qingxue Tennis Club, A Gan's vegetable juice, that kind of terrible thing, it will kill people.
"Tezuka, maybe one day, you will regret it?" Fuji suddenly left these words when passing by him.
"What do you regret?" He pushed up his glasses, not understanding what he meant. However, the word "two" has never been in his dictionary. He only does what he wants to do, even if he regrets it, don't regret it.
"Senior Kiyoki, is the place where you fell last time okay?" Echizen also said as he walked by Kiyohashi, but some cold sweat broke out on Qiyobashi's forehead.
He knew, when did he know
"Senior, I don't like you." Echizen suddenly turned around and told her word for word.
"You..." Qingmu Qiaojia clenched her hands, she was actually hated by a kid
"Echizen, when did you know her?" This she, of course, refers to Saya Otowa, who jumped out of nowhere and blocked Echizen Ryoma's sight.
"Oh, you ask this..." He swung his racket, and the racket fanned a slight breeze, causing the hair on his forehead to move. "We met in the hospital."
"Hospital?" Many question marks appeared on Qian's head. "What hospital?"
"This, senior, check it out yourself." After saying this, he jumped over his body. He promised senior not to tell anyone else about it, so if you want to know, just check it out yourself. Anyway, senior, it's not something he usually likes to do. These things? But whether he can find out depends on his ability.
"Yes, check, you have to check carefully." After Gan finished speaking, he took out his special vegetable juice from his back and drank it in one gulp. In fact, the taste was quite good.