The season of falling flowers has passed, and the lush leaves cover the former prosperity. From the thick layer of dust, it can be seen that no one has lived here for a long time. Prosperity requires the accumulation of many people, but desolation only requires the presence of no one. The tree in front of the door
The branches of the cherry blossom trees are covered with withered cherry blossoms, some of which have rotted slightly and melted into the soil, while others have been soaked by the rain and broken into pieces, unable to form complete petals.
Xianyu sat on the stone steps under the cherry blossom tree, half leaning against the cherry blossom tree, looking at the desolate scene in front of her. She opened her mouth to speak, thought for a while, and then slowly closed it. No wonder she went to Sanada's house that day, and the Takeshita couple and
The maids looked at her with such sad eyes; no wonder every time she wanted to go home for a visit, Aunt Sanada always tried every means to stop her.
Jibu slightly bent his knees and moved his right foot to shift his weight back. The sun danced wildly on his face, and mottled shadows swayed up and down on the left side of his face. He gently rubbed Xianyu's hair, not too much.
He was good at comforting her: "It's all over, stupid woman, don't be sad."
"Knowing that I'm sad, you still call me a stupid woman..." Xianyu's soft facial lines suddenly became tense. She raised her head and looked directly into Adobe's eyes. The breeze lifted her purple hair, covering half of her face but
She couldn't hide the sadness in her eyes: "You said your cousin is gorgeous, but am I gorgeous?"
That was the first time she heard Atobe praise someone, and she felt a little uncomfortable at that time. Although she also knew that this kind of jealousy was ridiculous, she just couldn't help but wanted to ask: Is it your cousin Hua Li or me?
gorgeous?
"A stupid woman is a stupid woman, even the questions she asked are so ungrateful..." Atobe raised the corners of his lips and looked at Xian Yu. It was the first time he saw Xian Yu like this, not so indifferent, not so calm, not so
Out of reach, like an ordinary little girl next door, worried that she will disappear if she turns around.
The answer was obvious, and Xian Yu lowered her head in frustration.
"Even if you are not gorgeous at all." Atobe sat next to Xianyu, hugged Xianyu with his strong arms, leaned his head on Xianyu's shoulder, and said vaguely: "I don't want to be either.
I will dislike it, but I will always like it very much... forever."
Until he no longer has the energy to play tennis, his love for Xianyu will never change.
"Actually, I'm not sad. This is good. I don't like prosperity by nature... This kind of light freshness suits me quite well." Xian Yu stiffened at Atobu's words, and finally the corners of her lips were touched by a touch of warmth,
She had never thought that such an awkward person could say such sensational words, and her feeling could hardly be described as touching.
Perhaps, this is the change he promised her that day. The words "I can try to learn to let down my guard and bow my head for you, a stupid woman, but remember, it is only for you." It is still in my ears, as if everything is gone.
Changed.
Isn't this a bad change... She couldn't explain clearly, her sixth sense told her that something must happen.
