No two ambiguous records

(16)

Although you can only walk in the quiet and dark corridor on this side, let the boundless silence sandwich your single footsteps echoing around, but after turning the corner, you can hear a faint click sound, vaguely like raindrops falling on the drum. Crisp on the skin.

The sound increased by one decibel with every step closer, and Ruosi's panting and footsteps gradually emerged from the silence. The rapid pace slowly slowed down, but step by step, she walked extremely firm and calm.Although he had no intention of hiding his footsteps, the faint footsteps were still captured by Buer.He stopped his movements, turned around and saw the gradually clear figure under the light.

"Shiraishi, what are you doing here?" The words that were not soaked in the smile lost their usual gentleness, like a thorn that had been wrapped in honey.

With his back facing the scorching light, the bead of sweat dancing on his chestnut hair shone wantonly under the light, and a bead of sweat dripped down the tip of his hair and meandered down his snow-white slender neck, revealing a crystal-clear and seductive luster Sliding over the collarbone to hide in the collar, but a shadow covered Fuji's face, almost blurring his expression completely.The only thing that is certain is that face hidden behind bangs and haze, definitely not smiling.

Not the same, definitely not the same as usual.The decisiveness of this backlight clearly draws a cordon on the ground to reject all those who try to approach.

Glancing at Shiraishi who was standing still, Fuji casually put away the ball and racket, walked to the bench, reached for the tennis bag hanging on it, but was caught by a bandaged hand wrist.Looking up at the owner of that hand coldly, now I don't have the energy to hide it at all, in other words, I don't have the strength to bring up the mask, so at least I have to leave.

Otherwise, you will only hurt others and yourself.

but……

The strength on the wrist didn't decrease at all, so there was no other way.It's like when the performance is over, you finally take off the mask and lie down on the bed to rest, but suddenly something happens on the spot, even if you are exhausted, you can only pick up the mask and put it on again.

"Hey, Shiraishi, you're back." The gentle smile mask was put on again, and the soft voice formed a sharp contrast with the autumn wind blowing around him.

The icy blue eyes instantly lost all the bitterness, and the sapphire that was unusually bright and chilly in the darkness was suddenly exposed under the dazzling light, softening the edges and blurring the luster.It is almost impossible to tell which is the light and which is its own luster.Bai Shi frowned, and lowered his eyes half a little, as if a little sad.

But it was only for a moment, and in the next second, he put on a hearty smile: "Going back so early? Isn't it practicing? Let's practice together. It's better than being alone."

Slightly stunned.

Some do not understand such a development of events.

Obviously, I had treated him very coldly before, and I had rejected him very politely a second ago.This made Bu Er a little overwhelmed.He no longer has the strength to continue to maintain this mask, at least the current chaotic mood makes him feel tired of pretending.

At least until he sorted out his mood.

At least until he's redisguised and everything is on track.

Not long until tomorrow.

But not now.

Buer pulled that hand away, with such a force that the owner of the hand was momentarily let go.He lowered his head and hurriedly tidied up his backpack, the one-sentence smile disappeared, and his long bangs fell in front of his eyes, covering the pair of sapphires, almost covering his entire face with the extended shadow.

"I'm going back." After leaving a sentence with a trembling ending, Buer turned around without hesitation, and never looked at Baishi from the beginning to the end.Now I just want to escape.Stay away from the person who approaches you when your defense is weakest. You don't want others to see your fragility. You don't want others to know your shaking.Right now, he has no energy to hide.

Draw the line clearly and clearly.

Deeper and colder.

At least Buer thinks that this line has been drawn sharply enough, but he doesn't know whether he didn't pay attention or deliberately ignored it. Shiraishi took a big step to close the distance with Fuji, grabbed Fuji who was about to slip away successfully, and then Said in a happy and mocking tone: "Ah, my hands are not poisonous hands, so you won't be infected by Xiao Jin, right?"

……

……

Speechless state of no second.Almost dumbfounded.This kind of divine development can only be achieved by the Baishi circuit.Now his head has been successfully churned into a mess, unable to think.

"Practice with me, can you fight for a while?" Baishi pulled back his shoulders and looked into those blue eyes with a smile of sincerity.

At this point, Fuji sighed slightly, put down his backpack, took out his racket and walked straight towards Baishi, and said quietly the moment he passed by: "Thank you, Baishi." Almost at the same time, Ye Feng Blow away and disappear without a trace.Even I almost couldn't catch it, but I knew that I did say it, and I put my heart into it.

A breeze falling from the side of the body gently brushed the collar and hair on one side, and quietly pulled a curve from the corner of Baishi's mouth, although it floated up, it had a tendency to curl down.It is more like carrying the unique loneliness of night.Without turning around, she just murmured to the night: "Fu Er, if you don't want to laugh, then don't laugh. Am I really so unreliable?" Just like that, you were drawn to the other side of the line miserably.Even if it's not me, I hope you try to rely on others and don't wrap yourself so tightly.However, no matter how coldly repulsive it is, I will still cross that line without hesitation.Just like this time.

The figure behind him was still going further and further away, the wind was blowing head-on, catching up to the thin figure past his ears.Didn't stop, didn't hear it.But it doesn't matter, at least I heard it, so let's take it as what I said to myself.Baishi turned around and walked towards the court, always feeling that as long as he persisted, he would definitely get closer and closer to that figure, just like now.

The extraordinarily strong spotlight hit the empty practice field, immediately dwarfing everything around, and could only obediently hide in the more chaotic darkness with a little heat, only the crickets still sang triumphantly, as if they were not tired .Under the glare of the lights, it is impossible to determine whether there are twinkling stars in the night sky. The only thing that can be confirmed is that a piece of monotonous dark cloth has been coated with several layers of halo yellow.

"It's a pity, the stars can't be seen at all under the light." After Shiraishi handed Fuji a bottle of water, he propped his body behind his hands and looked up at the night sky.With the unsteady breathing up and down, a bead of sweat slid down from his forehead.

Buer next to him couldn't stop panting, with a towel drooping on his head, but he still couldn't absorb the overflowing sweat.To be honest, the practice of two people is indeed much more effective than one person.

A shallow smile was fleeting, and Buer pulled off the towel on his head, looked up along Baishi's line of sight, and softly echoed: "The light is too strong to cover the stars." Without such burning The target light is unable to see everything clearly, and the eyes are filled with this blazing white mixed with dim yellow, which is dazzling and slightly hot.It is too eye-catching and transparent, covering up all the beauty that originally belonged to the night.I didn't see the bright stars, I didn't see the green fireflies, so I ignored the existence of those delicate and beautiful illusions in my unconsciousness.Do you regret it?sorry?Encounters that belong to the night.

"But, the stars are still there, you can see them as long as you turn off the light." Shiraishi flicked Fuji's forehead lightly, and his handsome smile was even more dazzling under the light.

"Thanks to this light, we can play ball happily. Otherwise, wouldn't it be dark. I don't have the pupil of your heart. There is nothing more speechless than playing in the dark." Baishi stood up straight and sat down, solemnly Said to the person next to him.

It's like saying, don't regret it, don't regret it.There is nothing wrong with subjective neglect, even if the stars shine only for you, and the fireflies dance only for you.As long as you are tired and turn off the lights, these are still by your side, and will gradually appear in the fading halo, outlining the charm and tranquility of the night.It was a dazzling scene not inferior to the lights.

Slightly moved.Ahh, I was healed inexplicably again.Obviously, most of it is still my own subjective conjecture.You really know how to say ambiguous things, Shiraishi.

Bu Er withdrew his blank stare, changed to a sullen gaze, rubbed the forehead that was hit, and there was a faint threat in his soft voice: "Bai Shi, if I remember correctly, you just played the ball as if nothing happened. Hit my forehead, right?"

"..."

"Hehe, you should be mentally prepared."

"That...not..." Seeing Baishi's panicked expression as he wished.He couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled warmly.

The light goes out, and the light halo that has lost its light source is torn into dark filaments by the night, which become thinner and lighter, and disappear into the twilight.It's like ink bursting in the Milky Way, washing the whole sky clean, revealing crystals, and blinking wantonly to convey a unique bright brilliance.

The packed backpack, the sound of scattered footsteps, and the shadow of the night.Go hand in hand and gradually be wrapped in twilight.

I went back.

Then it's time for me to go back.

At least get there before those two, and open the door to greet them.

This result was not unexpected.

But at least the ending is not bad, no matter what the process does.

As long as it is victory, there is nothing to be unhappy about.

Now it seems that the party of the three may not be impossible.

Yukimura turned and walked back, the draft came from the depths of the corridor, and the coat draped over his shoulders bulged.The arc is slightly opened, and the smile on the corner of the mouth is like the epiphyllum quietly blooming at night, quiet and peaceful.

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This volume ends here.The beginning of the second volume is the return of the defeated group.Relaxing as always~