No two ambiguous records

(10)

When the last tungsten sand cloud carrying continuous rain drifted away quietly, it meant that the tail of the storm had finally passed, and the golden sun was shining on more than a dozen tennis courts, wiping off the remaining liquid, just like It's like the storm never stops.

Fuji's injury is largely unharmed, and he rejoined the training when the outdoor tennis court opened, with the same smiling face, black belly, and gentleness.It was as if everything was back to the beginning, holding coffee in the morning to watch Qingxue laughing and playing, and the mode of watching the competition in the plant group was also unchanged.They will say hello politely when they meet, and they will squeak when they leave, just like warm boiled water.

Although the boy is still like this, he feels that in this long story line, it seems that the packaging has not changed, but everyone has changed.Taking a step back, he could see things that he couldn't see before. He didn't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but because he was in this mountain, but now the young man in front of him was no longer shrouded in mist. Gradually clear.Some things that were originally incomprehensible and unstoppable made people anxious, but gradually emerged, making people feel at ease and at the same time feel a little sad.

In fact, he planned to find Buer just after he came back, and he has been pulling the rope tight all the time. Thinking about it carefully, he really didn't have a good chat with Buer.But after being endured for a moment, the steps he had already taken were abruptly taken back.Although it was already planned, but after Ninzuzu raised it, I felt a little annoyed that I could do whatever I did. This feeling made Atobe very unhappy, and it ended up being delayed until now, but Fuji took the initiative to come to the door Come.

To be honest, he was stunned when he saw Buer's initiative, but he was really dissatisfied with the location of Buer's choice.To drink black tea, of course there should be exquisite utensils, sitting on an elegant wicker chair, close to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and slowly sipping indoors, just like when negotiating the secret photo of Tezuka. Of course, the atmosphere should be completely opposite .But now, he is sitting on the stand with this innocent person holding a paper cup of instant black tea and blowing the cool breeze, how gorgeous it is!

He glanced at Buer next to him, who was drinking black tea wholeheartedly.The slightly cool wind blew up, brushing up a few strands of chestnut hair, the slightly raised chin and the slender neck were coated with a layer of orange red by the setting sun, and some longer hairs hung down and stuck to his neck, looking like Delicate and soft.

Seemingly sensing Atobe's gaze, Fuji put the paper cup aside and turned his head with some doubts.Against the light, he couldn't see his expression clearly, but Atobe felt that he had never seen it so clearly before.He wanted to try to see if his feeling was an illusion, so he reached out to shake Buer's hand.I could feel that the hand I was holding was a bit stiff, and Fuji seemed a little surprised, but he didn't forcibly withdraw his hand, and the cold hand just lay safely in his hand.

It was Atobe who was surprised. It turned out that it was not an illusion. Even if the surface was the same, what had changed had already changed, and it would not return to the original point.

"If only I could hold you like this at that time." He murmured unconsciously.

Fuji smiled lightly: "This is really not like Atobe. In my impression, Atobe is a person who will not regret it."

Because regret doesn't do anything either, he's always been a man looking forward.

"That's right." Atobe looked at the sky, half of the Huoshaoyun was particularly gorgeous, the magnificent gradient color covered the whole piece of blue, and slowly disappeared into the dark blue belt in the east, "Then now, should we be lucky to be able to hold the cloud?" ?”

"In this way, it seems to be true..." Fuji thought for a while and replied.

"Then do I still want to congratulate you?" Atobe asked helplessly.

"If you insist on congratulations, I have no objection to bringing a gift." Fuji looked seriously into Atobe's eyes.

"You are really cruel. Before that, do you want to send condolences first?" Atobe raised his forehead.

Fuji pointed to the black tea on the side of Atobe, Atobe had no choice but to take a sip, but before swallowing it completely, Fuji added: "The dry soybean juice you want to try." Atobe was surprised Almost spewed out, barely held back, but coughed continuously.What slid into the throat was the familiar sweet smell, with a faint tea fragrance, and Atobe raised one eyebrow.

Fuji suppressed his smile, and explained solemnly: "So, this is a punishment, so it will be written off."

Atobe understood that this was done on purpose by Fuji, and he must have done it because he seemed to be still feeling guilty about what happened before, and he didn't confess it.Buer must know that no matter how many times he says he doesn't care, he won't really accept it, so it's not as effective as doing so.

Atobe finished his black tea and put the cup aside.There is still a faint sweet tea fragrance in the throat, a little greasy and a little bitter, but with that burst of fragrance, these are the charms of black tea.

"To be honest, I'm a little surprised that you are willing to take a step forward." The hand that was always retracted before is now willing to be held safely by the companion.He received exactly what he wanted to express, and he was sincerely happy.It is also miraculous to say that it is miraculous, the thoughts that I could not figure out before, but now I can easily understand it.Maybe it's because you're too close that you can't see it clearly. Can you get a brighter future if you take a step back?

"Sometimes I also want to look forward." Fuji looked up at the sky.

"This sentence should become an absolute sentence."

"I want to look forward? It's really your style. Well, then we must look forward!" Buer compromised, and the golden orange sunset wrapped him, a little dazzling.Atobe squinted his eyes, the hand in his palm had already warmed up, so he let it go.

"Then I don't need to worry about it." He stood up, facing Bu Er and the fading sunset.

"If you need help, just ask." Atobe stretched out his hand, Fuji smiled, grabbed his hand and stood up.

"You underestimate my determination too."

"Oh~ is that so?" Fuji in front of him smiled confidently, more gorgeous than the sunset behind him.It's clear with just one glance that they've all changed, but the change isn't bad.Fuji is trying to take a step towards the fog. There are knots one after another in front of him, but he will untie them patiently. There is no need to doubt his success.Atobe has always believed that as long as Fujisuke is serious, he will gain the ability to overcome everything.

"Then I will wait and see." Atobe gently hugged Fuji, the sun was like a lukewarm boiled egg, leaving only a small orange tail, covering his face with a rose-colored veil, even if In this way, Atobe still felt that the beam of light was too strong and hurt his eyes. Fortunately, he closed his eyes, and he whispered: "Don't look back."

Looking back too much is tantamount to being in a cocoon, and no one can change the past.He had always hoped that Bu Er could understand this truth, and this wish has been fulfilled.Another road has also been opened, and he is crossing that hurdle.

The corner of Fuji's mouth raised a natural arc, and he hugged back: "You too." Although he knew that Atobe would always be a forward-looking person, he still couldn't help exhorting, just hoping that this would be a blessing, become a convention.The most sincere blessing between a friend, a promise that a companion needs to abide by for a lifetime.

Seeing Fuji's figure fading away in the afterglow, he really felt that that person really wanted to disappear in the beauty like this, and Fuji didn't look back, and kept his pace firmly, which made Atobe feel relieved.This way, you can climb up the high slope by yourself.

A gust of cool wind blew past, and it seemed to be a bit chilly. The figure was getting smaller and smaller, but the outline was extremely clear.Atobe felt that he had not violated the agreement, and he never turned around, but since he turned around, he would go straight forward.Atobe adjusted his collar that was blown by the wind, and was about to turn back. He seemed to catch a glimpse of a figure from the corner of his eye. Is the next knot?

but--

He took a step.The afterglow of the setting sun finally fell into the horizon behind him.

—He never doubted what he believed in.

There was no one on the court, and the surrounding trees shook and dropped some dark haze, and then returned to silence. Another night was approaching.Baishi withdrew his gaze and put on the bracelet on his right hand. Although he had been back for many days, he didn't take it off, maybe he was used to it.Now, it's time to take it off.

No matter how far away he is, he can still see the unique smile, with more perseverance and less alienation.The smile is still standard, but there is a slight difference under the skin.I want to know what Bu Er saw after clearing the fog, and who made him willing to take a step closer.Ever wondered what Yukimura Fuji talked about that night, and actually had to leave himself alone in the dormitory, all kinds of insinuations finally made the calm and composed person impatient.Fortunately, the village just put down the morning coffee very heavily, and then smiled brightly: "Do you think I am good at talking?... It just happens that one thing is for another thing, and we are even."

Yukimura's meaning is obvious, referring to the incident where the two of them slipped away to look at the stars in the middle of the night, thinking that he was so naive that he didn't know, Shiraishi felt more and more that Yukimura was unfathomable.

"If you look carefully, you will always see something different." Yukimura continued with his morning coffee.

Maybe it is, but why can't he see a flower when he keeps looking at it?Maybe you can see it, but it is actually a grass?It might as well be that the flower is purely subjective.

But you have to try everything, try hard, and he has always done this.

There was a not-so-obvious imprint on the wrist. After taking it off, I felt a chill seep into it, and I was very unaccustomed to it. Maybe I need to change something and put it on again, Baishi thought as he walked back.

Fuji's smile is still not consistent with what I remember, and everyone has changed on the whole.This change is so subtle that it can hardly be observed by oneself, and can only be refracted through the eyes of other people.Suddenly I have some doubts, maybe I have changed.

The evening wind mixed with a little dust rushed towards the face, it was a little cold and a little confusing, Shiraishi gathered his collar and quickened his pace.Be happy though, because Fuji's smile is real and contagious.Thinking of it this way, I felt that my tight heart was slowly relaxing, and the illusion of trembling dissipated, and I wanted to accept it even if it was subjective speculation.