Through the voice of the king of the net drifting

When I came to the tennis club, there was no one there, everyone was in school, it was very quiet

She looked at the sky, the blue sky, the white clouds, the birds circling in the sky flew down and landed on her shoulders, the bright colors were beautiful, and the sky at this time was without a trace...

"Jialin, are we leaving here tomorrow?" She leaned against that small body with a faint smile, tears kept rolling in her eyes and then falling down

She sat down, and the bird on her shoulder was quietly accompanying her

An hour later, the field began to liven up, the door opened

"Saya, it's so early." It was Haitang, his face was unusual, as if he had some awkward panic

The bird on his shoulder flew up and landed on his shoulder. It seemed that Jialin liked this young man's vicious face, but he actually had a kind heart.

"Yeah" she smiled at him, just like before

Before long, there were more and more people, and finally even the last dragon horse came half an hour earlier than usual. Everyone came, and there was a special atmosphere on the court, as if dignified. Things passed so fast, everyone must know up

"Sister, do you really want to go?" Long Ma stepped forward, the boy had a clean face, big and bright eyes were full of stubbornness

"En" she nodded, and stretched out her arms to hug his thin body unexpectedly, "Thank you, Ryoma"

This action, everyone was stunned, the racket fell to the ground, the ball fell to the ground, and the jaw dropped

And Longma blinked, his face was a little crooked, and his face was slightly flushed. He has grown so big, besides his mother, is he the first female to hug him and want to talk about his feelings?It's actually pretty good

There are accidents, there are surprises, but the more reluctant he is, he is really reluctant to let this senior sister leave, except that she cooks them food for them from time to time, especially giving him an extra portion every time, just to be a senior She drank a lot of that terrible drink by herself

He has too many reasons to be reluctant

"Wow... I don't want it, I don't want it, I don't want Yeyin to go" Ju Wan yelled, he was so reluctant, they all hated her before, but now, they like her very much. What a quiet girl, there is stillness in the quietness, It's quiet and comfortable, and it's so quiet that it makes people feel distressed. Now, why is he suddenly going to transfer schools? Then it's not like we can't see each other every day in the future, he doesn't want it

"Senior Kikumaru, don't cry." She approached him, her smiling face was like dewdrops in the morning breeze, clear and soft

"I don't want it, I don't want it." Kikumaru gave her a bear hug directly. He really couldn't bear to part with this school girl, so he just transferred to another school

Kikumaru hugged her tighter and tighter, she was almost out of breath

"Eiji, let go of junior girl, she's about to be strangled to death by you." Oishi hurried forward and pulled Kikumaru's hand away. This guy is too excited

She took a breath of air. She was strangled by Kikumaru for too long, and her neck hurt a little. After regaining her freedom, her face was slightly pale, but she really wanted to say, Senior Oishi, thank you

"Junior girl, remember to come back to play often in the future, Qingxue Tennis Club will always welcome you." Dashi pulled Kikumaru who was still moving and said to him that he is much calmer. After all, he is the vice minister, so there is no way not to be calm. In fact, he is also very reluctant to part with this school girl.

Otoyu just smiled and said nothing, they welcome him, but what about him, will it?

These are no longer things to think about.

She walked towards the boy who had been standing outside all the time, under the sun, the boy who smiled a little lonely, Buer Zhouzhu

"Will you be happy in this way?" His voice swept across her heart like a feather, bringing a slight touch

happy?She doesn't know anymore, maybe stay away, it'll be a new beginning just let her think so

"I think I will," she said, yes she would, she would

Looking back on the past, every detail, every moment, is all integrated in her memory, and some even don't want to remember, all of a sudden, it is necessary to write down everything.

"Senior Fuji, thank you" I don't know how many words of sorry she said today, and how many words of thanks she said, in fact, she couldn't say any more

Farewell, the setting sun outside the mountains