After school, Otowa came to the tennis club with Nazenka. Maybe someone's departure gave her another courage. When everyone passed by her, they all showed strange expressions, which can be called surprise.
The black hair, like ink dye, reflects a bluish light, the dark pupils are like the stars in the night sky, and the shallow smile on the lips is, from beginning to end, faint, faint...
Even Nazenka would turn to look at her from time to time. The first time she saw Saye Otowa's face without glasses, she was really shocked.
Very beautiful, really
It's a very comfortable feeling, soft and fresh, unobtrusive, like a piece of light white, slowly passing through your heart. It seems that she really didn't understand her before, but she has changed too much in a short time.
, it’s really hard to accept that we always look like two people, but we’re still one person.
When they walked to the tennis club, they didn't know what they were training for. Everyone seemed to be a little sad, including Ryoma who always didn't take others seriously.
When she got closer, she discovered that he was holding a light pink drink in his hand. But, are there any pink drinks?
What about the beautiful colors?
"Ryoma, what are you drinking?" She asked him standing outside the net. It was really strange. She had never seen him before.
"Saya-senpai." Ryoma was just about to drink. When he saw her, his eyes flashed, "Senior, do you want to drink?" He stretched out his hand and handed it to her, but it was separated by a net, so he could only look at it but not take it.
"Is that okay?" She smiled, wondering if it was the same as that day and she felt nostalgic.
"Yes." He nodded, "Come in." He opened the door for her, and she walked inside. Everyone's eyes turned to her, including that person, Qingmu Qiaojia. It turned out that she was still there.
Without giving me a chance to think too much, there was suddenly an extra cup in my hand, and the light pink drink.
"Saya-senpai, you'd better not drink it, no, don't drink it." Oishi ran up to persuade her, they haven't tried this kind of thing yet? If anything happens, Saya Tohru will
what they ate
"Saya..." Everyone started to worry about her, except for three people, Ryoma, Fuji, and Qingmu Qiaojia
Of course, Ryoma and Fuji believed in her. In fact, they wanted to know whether she was immune to this kind of drink. However, Kiyoki Hashi Kazuo was the opposite of them. She had been in the tennis club for such a long time, so she naturally knew how to do it.
The drinks Sadaharu made were so terrible. She wished she could drink them. She was always so annoying.
But Yinyu just smiled, lowered his head, and finished the drink in one breath while everyone was stunned.
Putting down the cup, she frowned. Such a beautiful color tasted so bitter and sour, but it was indeed a memory again.
"How does it taste? This cup of my dry juice is called pink vinegar." Dry's glasses shook for a moment, but what he was thinking about was another question. I wonder if the formula is wrong, why didn't she react at all?
Turns out he was doing it to the senior
This drink is called pink vinegar
She smiled and replied, "It's not bad, it tastes like memories." Yes, it tastes like memories.
I squinted my eyes under my glasses, but unfortunately no one saw me.