moon watch boy

"I have something to say whether you want to hear it or not, even if everyone rejects it, I will tell you." An affectionate voice sounded through a wall.

"No, I don't want to know, it's enough for us to be together, isn't it? Why say it." Another very different voice vented with painful emotions.

"No, not enough, far from enough, I want everyone to know, why don't you agree?"

Before Guanyue and Yachen came back from get off work, they heard two voices of different styles intertwined in the living room, as if they were interpreting some story. Guanyue brushed the hair on his forehead, and stared at the closed door with a delicate expression.

Brother Zi and the others are confronting scripts again. He doesn’t seem to be doing well when he goes in at this time, and the lines sound weird, and it feels very strange. He was chilled by the voice full of friendship, and rubbed his hands. hesitated.

"Xiao Chu, why don't you leave?" Yachen parked the car and came in from the door, looked at Guan Yue who was stuck in the door and couldn't see his expression clearly, and glanced in front of him, the door was ajar, why didn't he go in and stand outside? ?

"I, I'm fine." Guan Yue watched Ya Chen approaching and asked curiously, the corners of her mouth stiffened, she coughed lightly, covering her expression, watched Ya Chen open the door for him modestly, and walked in first.

He couldn't say that he heard brother Zi and Chunhe confiding in each other again and then he felt embarrassed to disturb them.

Although he knew that they were talking about the lines, there was no way this strange line made him feel that there was always something between the two of them. It seemed inexplicably inconsistent, especially the intimacy between the twins was a bit scary in Azusa and Tsubaki. Yes, it always makes people think crooked.

"Brother Yachen is back, did you get off work so early today?" Chun looked at Yachen at the door, put away the script in his hand and stacked it on Zi's body to say hello.

"Well, I don't work overtime today, by the way, Xiaochu, come in." Yachen looked at the smiling Chun and nodded, and looked at the unmoved Guanyue from the corner of his eye, and turned around and shouted.

"Xiao Chu? Guanyue is here?" Chun heard his elder brother turn around and look at the door, his face changed into a bluff, he threw the notebook in his hand and jumped up from the sofa and ran to the door to see Guanyue standing there. It's not like to retreat, or in a blink of an eye, he curls his lips deliberately.

"Chun! Xiao Chu is here, come in first." Seeing Chun's bad attitude, Zi from behind furrowed his brows to secretly warn his elder brother. When looking at Guanyue, his brows and eyes softened a lot.

"Brother Zi, Chun, Brother Chun." Guanyue looked at the kind Zi, smiled and said hello, glanced at Chun who didn't want to see him, and her expression froze for a moment.

He didn't want to see him in the first place, so what to do with a reluctance, and he couldn't be rude, Guanyue could only grit his teeth and yelled coldly, but there was a difference in his attitude when he heard that Guanyue was reluctant to call him , and returned to the living room with a cold snort, leaving behind a brother and a brother who were quite troubled.

"Tsubaki!" Yachen's expression darkened when he saw Tsubaki's impolite manner, and he looked at him warningly.

"Ann, I see." Chun hugged the pillow and looked at the angry elder brother, and looked at the moon with a blank look.

"Zi, haven't the others come back yet?" Ya Chen watched as Zi poured black tea and handed it to Guan Yue, and felt that the house was much deserted. It was already five o'clock and they still hadn't come back.

"Yusuke and Ema are upstairs, and Qizhi is in the flower room. I want my brother not to come back tonight. He said that there is something to do at the temple. Lucy hasn't come back yet, and neither has Subaru. Brother Youjing went to pick up Mi." Azusa looked at the elder brother, Report the whereabouts of the brothers in the family like a stream.

Guanyue sat on the sofa and listened quietly, and from time to time accepted the malicious gaze from Tsubaki Asahina.

He and Tsubaki didn't know why they didn't like to see each other. He remembered that he didn't do anything to annoy him. Anyway, Asahina Tsubaki's attitude was getting worse and worse. From time to time, she would be angry with herself. It felt like a one-sided fight Hate.

"Yeah, then you guys talk first, I'll go change clothes." Ya Chen looked at Zi and nodded at him, then looked at the well-behaved Guan Yue who entered the door, his brows softened, and he went upstairs to change clothes.

"Xiao Chu?" Azusa looked at Guanyue's stiff sitting posture and then looked back at Tsubaki who was staring viciously, squinting at Tsubaki.

Tsubaki became more honest in an instant, looked away, turned her head and continued to look at the notebook on the coffee table, seeing this, Azusa stretched out her hand to push the loose glasses, and called out tentatively.

"Uh huh, what's wrong with Brother Zi?" Guanyue watched Chun withdraw her gaze, raised her head and met Zi's deep purple eyes, which couldn't be blocked by a layer of glasses. Cha was actually attracted by the purple eyes of An Ran who smiled.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Chun held the script and looked at them absent-mindedly, looked at Guanyue and Zizi, sat up straight in an instant, covered his lips and coughed loudly, and as a result, he was short of breath and choked his throat, his face turned red, and his fake cough turned into a cough. It became a real cough.

When Azusa heard Tsubaki's cough, she turned her head and looked blankly at Tsubaki, whose face was flushed with coughing, covered her mouth with an uncomfortable expression, and frowned, Tsubaki caught a cold?

Guanyue looked at Chun with tears in her eyes and stared at herself, then she figured it out. The corners of her lips raised slightly and she slowly picked up the teacup, took a sip, the smooth and fragrant black tea entered her throat, and she squinted her eyes comfortably.

"I'm fine." Chun waved his hands and patted his chest, panting. Seeing that Guanyue, who made him cough, was still in the mood to drink tea, his expression changed instantly. He didn't know why he couldn't help but think of Guanyue. Tease him a bit, watch him jumping in anger, Guan Yue seldom pays attention to him as time goes by, clinging to other brothers, the more Chun like this, the more he wants to attract Guan Yue's attention.

Seeing Tsubaki's childish look, Guanyue staggered her gaze, Zi looked at Chun and understood instantly, raised her hand and couldn't help giving him a shudder, Chun covered her aching head and looked at Zi with tears in her eyes, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu , Azusa, you don't love me anymore."

"Pfft——" Guanyue couldn't hold back and almost spit out a mouthful of tea. Seeing Chun's misery, wildly wagging the non-existent tail behind him, he couldn't bear to look straight away and look away from other places. He was afraid that he would take another look. I really couldn't help laughing.

He is very sympathetic to Zi now, Chun can act better than Yanagisawa, it's really hard for you, brother Zi.

After Ukyo brought Xiao Mi back, people from Asahina's family also came back one after another. In addition to Guang, who was far away abroad collecting inspiration, Fengdou, who ran around making announcements all day, and Zao, who moved out of Risheng's apartment, and tonight Those who can't come back are basically all here.

As soon as Xiao Mi entered the door and saw Guanyue in the living room, he broke away from Youjing's hand and ran straight to Guanyue, and then stayed by Guanyue's side all the time, making Yachen look at Xiaomi, who he was taking care of, getting close to Guanyue and forgetting himself, saying in his heart It doesn't come out sour, but thinking about it, Xiao Mi hasn't seen Guanyue for a long time, so he let him cling to Guanyue.

After dinner, Guanyue and other people gathered in the living room to chat. Looking at Ema surrounded by everyone, Guanyue curled her hair and looked around without a trace, observing everyone's state.

Ukyo was still busy in the kitchen, while Masami was hugging Xiao Mi and listening to their conversation. Tsubaki squeezed against Azusa as if he had no bones and squeezed beside Ema. Yusuke, who had been looking at Ema with a blushing face, was sitting on the other side, and Kiori, the little prince of the black hole, was sitting alone on the single sofa with his eyes downcast, wondering what he was thinking.

After looking around, Guan Yue felt that it was not easy for Brother Yachen and Brother Youjing to take care of the big family. Compared with him alone, the older sisters in the family were much more busy when they went home occasionally.

His eyes finally fell on the cramped Ema. She has a gentle temperament, a good face, and a flaxen ponytail. No matter how you look at it, she fits the image of the younger sister of the Asahina family. It is no wonder that Tsubaki, the younger sister, has been crowded in beside her.

After chatting for almost half an hour, Guanyue listened to their daily conversations, and occasionally responded to questions from Yachen or other people. The atmosphere did not become restrained because of Guanyue's arrival, but was filled with warmth.

In the end, seeing that it was getting late, Guanyue got up to bid farewell, declined Masaki Masaki and You Jing’s repeated stays, but still shook his head and refused, he had to go back to school before the gate control time, and Akazawa and the others had a game tomorrow, he had to be the manager turn up.

Seeing this, Youjing couldn't resist Guanyue, so he suggested that he send Guanyue back. Guanyue agreed after thinking about it. Along the way, Youjing and Guanyue chatted about the past, and in a blink of an eye, they arrived at St. Rudolph College. Guanyue He bid farewell to You Jing with his things, and watched him drive away before walking towards the school.

Looking at the quiet alley in the school, Guanyue walked all the way with the help of street lights, and vaguely heard the sound of banging, like coming from the tennis club, but who else is in the tennis club so late, Guanyue frowned Frowning in thought, he felt worried and walked towards the tennis club with his things.

Under the dim light, the black shadow in front of the side wall of the tennis ball is not quite waving its arms, the sound of thumping resounds in the silent tennis club, the sweat oozing from his forehead slips down his neck and wets his thin skin He weighed the tennis ball in his hand and threw it high, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the racket in his hand was hitting hard against the wall, and the dark shadow kept jumping and changing under the dim light.

Guanyue looked through the net at the people whose backs were turned to concentrate on practicing, her eyes fixed on the side face through the light, her expression became gloomy, she pursed her lips and walked in through the main entrance.

"Concentrate on watching the ball and don't worry about other things. You need to exert strength in your steps, and coordinate the speed of the ball and your body." Guan Yue watched for a while, put the bag on the chair, cupped his fists to observe, and corrected the shortcomings aloud.

Hei Ying heard a familiar voice behind him, lost his mind for a moment, and then quickly adjusted the speed of his body and tennis balls, doing as Guan Yue said, the more he hits, the strength in his hands tends to be stable and the control is within a fixed range Tired, fatigue is also dispelled After a while, he can barely keep up with the changing speed of returning the ball.

After a game, he put away the ball, looked back at Guan Yue who was staring at him groping his jaw, pulled the towel hanging from the bag, and asked casually, "It's over?"

"Well, I'm back, why are you still practicing so late? Could it be that I hit you?" Looking at the drenched Akazawa, Guanyue thought of joking, and looked at the other racket in his tennis bag. Started to itch.

"Well, it's about the same, why don't you play a game with me?" Akazawa watched Guanyue staring at his other racket, bent down to pick it up and handed it to him, and then responded with a frown.

"Hmm, then I'm not welcome." Guanyue reached out to take the racket, weighed it, it was still light, and the weight was restrained on the racket for competition, reached out and unbuttoned it, took off the light-colored coat and threw it on the backpack. Ignoring Akazawa's complicated eyes, he provocatively.

He knew what Akazawa was thinking, but he couldn't tell him that it was between him and Yuechu. One less person knew how safe Yuechu was. I put it on the training list, but I didn't expect that he would come to practice alone at night.

"Come on, let me experience the skills you used before. Don't be polite, I will be serious." Akazawa stood up and stretched his muscles, looked at Guanyue and said unconvinced, and then took the racket to face Race to go.

"Hmm, let the horse come here." Guan Yue pushed the glasses that were sliding up and down the bridge of her nose, and said with her thin lips.

The "bang bang——" sound of hitting the ball kept echoing in the tennis club as the two moved. Akazawa seemed to be tireless. He had practiced for an hour and hadn't rested for a while before fighting against Guanyue. The whole body seemed to have inexhaustible strength, looking excitedly at Guanyue, who was facing the same face, the excitement in his heart became more and more intense, and the way of hitting the ball became sharper, as if he wanted to compete with Guanyue .

Returning from the study room to the dormitory, Yuta saw that there was no one there, and Yuta, who could not see Akazawa, looked at the single tennis bag hanging behind the door. Without thinking too much, he knew where the minister had gone, and he probably went to practice against the wall again. , Since the manager said this, the minister went to practice every night.

At first, he wanted to go too, but unfortunately, his English teacher often made mistakes in his homework recently, so he had to go to review and do it again at night. For this reason, he even complained to the deputy minister, but the deputy minister cared for him instead. For an afternoon, who let himself talk about his favorite girl, alas.

Looking at the tennis bag, Yuta sighed and withdrew his hand, returned to the desk and continued to prepare with the English textbook. He didn't want to be picked wrong by the English teacher again, and he wanted to practice with the minister.