No two ambiguous records

(13)

The condition has obviously improved, and Bu Er's mood has also become much clearer. If it was a bottleneck period before, it can be regarded as successfully crossing the bottleneck period and entering the expressway now.

You can clearly feel the warmth of your companions.Competing with Shiraishi on the court, it can be said that Shiraishi's playing style can indeed stimulate his growth to a large extent.Yukimura sat by the court, sometimes he set up an easel to sketch from life, sometimes he flipped through picture books, and sometimes he just quietly watched the two players competing on the court, and then passed towels and water between games.In any case, this kind of life is indeed very fulfilling.Too happy not to want any change.

But just like the fact that the relationship between the plant group is getting closer, some things are also quietly changing under the will of outsiders.Obviously, most relationships are not what they seem, no matter who they are.

I don't know how many times they went back to the dormitory together. As usual, they walked back to Room 201, panting, talking and laughing, with the exhilaration after exercising.

"Oh, wait a minute, don't move, Fuji." Yukimura stopped Fuji, pressed his head with one hand, and pulled out a leaf from his chestnut hair with the other, "It's another leaf."

Fuji stroked his hair in a daze, and smiled warmly: "It must have fallen on it accidentally while playing. Thank you, Yukimura."

Another leaf.

Involuntarily thinking of Yukimura's unpredictable eyes that day, Shiraishi turned his gaze to Yukimura who was looking at Fuji gently, no different from him normally, Yukimura Seichi is always so unpredictable, unlike Fujimura Sample.

At this time, Buer, who was packing his tennis bag, stopped his action: "It seems that the sweatband was leaked on the field, I will look for it." Said and disappeared in a flash.

……

After a period of silence, Yukimura finally couldn't help sighing: "Shiraishi, how long are you going to stare at me? Fuji has already left. Do you have anything to say?"

In fact, I didn't have anything to say at first, because subconsciously I felt that even if I asked, there would be no results, but since I said so, Baishi felt that it would be better to talk about some things.

But before he could speak, Yukimura spoke first: "Shiraishi, you probably won't just go on like this."

The purple-blue eyes are deep and deep, and it is impossible to see what is at the bottom, like the bottom of a lake where the sight is confused by aquatic plants.The opposite amber eyes are clear and clear, as transparent as crystal.

Shiraishi smiled slightly, and seemed to be a little lonely. He sat back on the chair and put his hands on the back of the chair: "Xingmura, sometimes you are really surprised by your insight. Actually, I confessed to Fuji, but He fell asleep."

He didn't show much surprise, he had expected that Shiraishi would do something.Although he would make mistakes from time to time, messing with the treasures to make a little joke, but he does have a delicate heart and is also a reliable actionist, otherwise how could he manage such a group of people who are so easy to play with in Sitianbao Temple? Just right.

Yukimura poured some water, leaned against the window with a teacup, and looked out at the gradually darkening scenery outside: "But you don't seem to be planning to tell him recently." Regarding this, he was really puzzled, and sometimes, he would It's unclear what Shiraishi was thinking.Sometimes it's clear just by looking at his face, and his frankness is enviable, but sometimes he is impeccable, and people can't figure it out, this perfect man.

"It should be affected by this kind of life. Looking at his real smiling face, anyone can't help but become unwilling to change. After all, this is the only wish. However, one day, I will make my own Send your heart to the past." The amber-colored firmness shone brightly in her eyes, sparking brilliance.

But this is a bit dazzling in Yukimura's eyes, isn't it, he has already confessed, because he fell asleep and didn't hear it?Some recent things seem to be a little clear, does Shiraishi feel it?Even so, must it be communicated?This insistence on approaching is so similar to the beginning, but no one knows the result until the end.

But only one thing is indisputable.

"Baishi, I don't care what you do, but if you hurt Fuji, then I won't treat it as if I didn't see it." The water plants in the depths of the lake with deep blue eyes gradually dispersed, slightly revealing the cold reflection of the bottom of the lake, which was so cold that there was no warmth at all. .

The choice is always a different path, but the purpose is the same.

But Yukimura, are you going to turn a blind eye to your own feelings?

The breeze in the setting sun blew, slightly tugging at the red coat, and Bu Er gathered the coat, and continued to run to the court. The empty court seemed unusually empty.Immediately, he saw the sweatband on the bench, so he picked it up and prepared to go back.But things often backfire.

"Fuji Shusuke."

"What a coincidence, Atobe." What a coincidence, on the way back, I ran into someone I didn't want to meet.What can be done?You can only put on a standard greeting smiley face.

Atobe frowned visibly, he was very dissatisfied with Fuji's standard smiling face, probably because he didn't know when he felt this kind of smile was an eyesore.Especially when it comes to myself.

Although Atobe really doesn't know what attitude to use to face Fuji at this moment, such opportunities are not everywhere, and he will never allow opportunities to slip away from his hands in vain: "Fuji Zhouzhu, I have something to say to you explain."

"Eh? Didn't use my uncle? It's so strange."

The intersection is raised.

I have to say that I have always been bold in making jokes.It's like holding the awareness that even if you die, you have to laugh at it.

But now Atobe decides to ignore it, and the priority of the matter must be clearly distinguished.Maybe Atobe's performance was a little boring, so he tilted his head in doubt, and obediently followed Atobe's footsteps.

"Then, what's the matter?"

"I think there are some things between us that have to be made clear."

Blinking his eyes, he still couldn't understand what he meant, and it was a little difficult for him to grasp the current situation.

"Is there a misunderstanding?"

It seems that there is no misunderstanding.There was neither quarrel nor estrangement.

Oh, thinking about it this way, there seems to be some misunderstanding, so I really need to make it clear.

"Well, Atobe, in fact, you don't need to care about me. I have given up on Tezuka. I have already figured out some things, so you don't need to treat me as a rival in love. Maybe you showed some hostility towards you before, but It's all over now, if it caused you trouble, then I can apologize."

Originally prepared, it was smashed to pieces by Bueryi's long series of flying horizontal words, completely preempted, and ran counter to his own theme.So what should I say now?Could it be that Bu Er still hopes that he will forgive him, and then thank him, thank him for helping himself and Tezuka?Completely thrown into chaos.

wait wait wait.Have hostile consciousness before?In other words, did you see yourself as a rival in love before?What an explosive shock.The misunderstanding is not resolved now, but deepened, okay?

"It's not like that." Finally squeezed out these words.

"Huh?" She was in a state of astonishment, and to be honest, she was really kind of dumb and cute.But the premise is to ignore some sharp elements in those ice blue eyes.

"It's me who should apologize. In fact, I have nothing to grab from you. Some misunderstandings. But it's all resolved now. Also, I don't like Tezuka." It should be clear, it should be.

"Don't like Tezuka?" Fuji repeated blankly.

"Ah, no, it's not that I hate it, it's that I don't like it, that kind of like." Feeling that he was going to be incoherent, Atobe was going crazy.Who will tell him why it is so difficult to explain something, and he must deal with the culprit Ninzu Yushi when he goes back.

It seemed that he was a little surprised at Atobu's words, the obvious inconsistency, and it was obvious that the two sentences were said by him himself.What kind of misunderstanding is there to make a mistake about liking this kind of thing, Buer is also a little speechless.But it seems that those conflicts have really become extremely ridiculous, forget it, they are all in the past tense.

It felt like the conversation was about to end like this. Although I wanted to find some more topics to keep it, there was really nothing to say. Just when Atobe felt speechless, a "miracle" appeared.

A white figure who had leaped over just hit Fuji's back impartially. The momentum made Fuji lose his balance and fell forward directly. Atobe caught the thin body firmly.

He swears that although the setting sun blurred the lines a bit, the cold light of the glasses clearly shone on the white figure.Is it Shinobu?On purpose?

I suddenly changed my mind and didn't want to deal with him today.

In fact, Gan saved the life of an innocent lying on the gun in this way.

I can feel that the pair of strong hands that caught them did not intend to let go, but tightened their grip even more. This made the word "thank you" stuck in Fuji's throat abruptly, and the sweatband in his hand unconsciously It fell to the ground and rolled far away.He really wanted to remind Atobe to let go, but he couldn't seem to find the time, the atmosphere was so delicate that it was scary.

Being pushed away suddenly, Atobe didn't seem to fully react, the person in front of him had already flashed a few meters away.The icy blue eyes have been fully revealed, filled with serious calmness, and there seems to be a faint bitterness, but Fu Er just said indifferently: "It seems that the sweat belt has gone somewhere, I will look for it, Goodbye then, Atobe-sama."

was escaped.

This was Atobe's first reaction.

The rolling sweatband finally hit something and stopped, a bandaged hand picked it up and gripped the small wheel-shaped object tightly.

The author has something to say:

Probably the last few chapters may be a little bit cruel to Xiaogongs.