Banished Twilight Sky

Excited but calm on the outside, Cai Qianguang calmly "reported" and walked to his seat as if nothing had happened. It was only after he sat down that he realized that there was a strange "Mediterranean Sea" standing on the podium.The atmosphere in the classroom was very subtle, completely missing the usual relaxed and lively Sitianbaosi style.The last point is—their squad leader, the majestic and capable Ms. Qing Yuanming, who is actually very cute, sat at the end of the classroom, leaning against the wall with a calm and relaxed attitude.

And she was just behind Cai Qianguang.

(PS: Cai Qianguang was moved to the last row after adjusting the position)

Under the guidance of Saito Yohei, the puzzled Zaizen Mitsu roughly understood the course of the matter:

In the early morning of a certain day of a certain year, Mr. Kawasaki asked for leave due to some business, and Mr. Yoshida, a strange old man from the next class, came to inspect and substitute for the class.This grade director is an extremely discordant existence in the eyes of the students of Sitianbaosi Middle School, and no one can understand why such a teacher who lacks humor and is even very old-fashioned entered this school, and he was stunned. Have you been content with it for so many years?

By the way, the moment Mr. Yoshida walked into the classroom, monitor Kiyohara was standing in his seat and talking about something. It was probably approaching class at this time, and Mr. Yoshida was particularly displeased with the girl who was sitting on his seat? ?Then he ordered loudly:

"That classmate, you just keep standing and don't sit down!"

"Why?" As expected of Akira Kiyohara, he was unequivocal.

"You don't want to, right? Then you stand behind me!" Old Mr. Yoshida had a few blue veins on his forehead.

"Excuse me, which one of the school rules have I violated? Well, I can try to sit in the back."

So Ming Qingyuan picked up the chair decisively, and "casually" found a place to sit in the open space behind the classroom. Whether it was out of selfishness or rebellion, in short, it seemed to be a bit pleasant, and the seat he chose happened to be in the Behind Cai Qianguang's empty position, the position chosen at will is not random after all.

——Anyway, Mr. Yoshida, I am really grateful to you, and the visual angle of sitting at the end of the classroom occasionally is also very good.

Since Mr. Yoshida's anger has already burned to a certain level, if it is added to the fire, it may boil or even explode. In order to ensure the safety of the lives and property of the whole class, Ming did not say what he just said, but just laughed in his heart.

The astonishment of the students in front and Mr. Yoshida's speechlessness can be seen at a glance.

Maybe it's because the spirit was a little stimulated just now?Mr. Yoshida was still thinking about the scene when he was late and calmly entered the door, so that he completely ignored the boy, and just nodded mechanically to express his approval for him to enter the classroom.If he didn't throw a tantrum in normal times, he wouldn't let it go.To some extent, Qing Yuanming saved Cai Qianguang.

Mr. Yoshida on the podium was probably too cold, and his fingers were shaking.Akira Kiyohara went straight to the podium without any permission, and took out the special chalk case made by Class [-] of the first year, handed it to Mr. Yoshida, and quickly returned to the temporary office in three steps as if nothing had happened. seat.

During this period of time, Cai Qianguang completed a series of procedures such as opening the schoolbag and taking out the textbooks.The "Fifty Tone Composition Class", which should have been very relaxing, was turned into a blunt Mandarin class by the old gentleman. After listening to it for [-] minutes, the students in Class [-] began to silently mourn for Class [-], the sibling class.

"It's really hard to listen to such a boring class every day." This is Saito Yohei's last words before falling asleep.

Cai Qianguang, who has not been listening to the lecture, and Kiyohara Akira, who is wandering in mind, are the only two non-sleeping minors in the classroom.

"Hey, look at this..." Cai Qianguang, who was looking for something, made an unexpected discovery. When he picked up the geographical atlas that fell under the table, it happened to open the page on the Mediterranean Sea.The sinuous silhouette coincides with Mr. Yoshida's hairline and cannot be resembling.

"Haha, sure enough." Akira Kiyohara, who was a little nervous around Cai Qianguang, suddenly became interested.

For a few days after he had entered the lecture state and was completely intoxicated by it, Mr. did not notice the lively conversation of the two children in the back row.The students who woke up one after another looked at Mr. Yoshida, who was beaming and spitting stars on the podium, and laughed unconsciously.It turns out that Mr. Yoshida is the biggest joke in himself.

The atmosphere gradually became normal.When Qing Yuanming turned his head to pick up the book, he saw the atlas again.In fact, the dark blue sea sample occupies most of it, and the rest of the land is filled with colorful blocks.The coastline is tortuous, the Mediterranean Sea seems to exist between the huge plates, and the dots of islands constitute an unknown world.

With a compass unpredictable wandering.

Three weeks later, winter break after final exams.

In order to facilitate the supervision of Zaizen, Akira Kiyohara and Hikaru Zaizen exchanged mobile phone numbers and online accounts. The students around were not surprised, only Saito Yohei had a smirk that saw the clue.But this kid did not spread any "rumors" without evidence.

On this day, before going to bed, Qing Yuanming turned on his mobile phone to adjust the alarm clock, but found a small envelope-shaped icon in the upper left corner.

Click to view, it turned out to be Caiqianguang.It's really strange that he would take the initiative to send a message?

After reading the content of the message, Ming hurriedly dialed the phone, and a familiar voice rang through the receiver.

"The teachers said they wanted to transfer you to Class [-] when you were in the second year of junior high school, and that's what the strange old man Yoshida asked for."

"Why? How do you know?"

"I heard what they said when I went to the library. The old man is the grade director, so Kawasaki-sensei had no choice but to agree."

"Oh—you're not happy?"

"Yes. Oh, it's fine."

There was a silence.The two suddenly didn't know what to say.

——In the future, there will be fewer chances to meet each other, at least we won't be able to talk often.

——Actually, this is also good, I think of him more and more recently.Could it be that he fell in love with him?

——In short, it doesn’t matter which class you study in.

The girl comforted herself like this.After saying "goodbye" and pressing the hang up button, I was still faintly disappointed.

The boy actually wanted to say - I don't want you to take care of others, I just want you to take care of me.It's just that how could they tell each other such a small thing.Their own small thoughts are hidden in their stomachs, whether it is the uncontrollable girlish heart, or the seemingly selfish thoughts of the teenagers.

The author has something to say:

☆, companion

The author has something to say: just added a few words at the end

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So from the second year of junior high school, most of the exchanges between Qing Yuanming and Cai Qianguang were carried out on the Internet. Although they were separated by a wall, it always seemed so unfortunate.That's because this is a real campus, and there is not so much free time and so many coincidences to facilitate the so-called "chance encounters".

"Actually, there's nothing interesting, and it's not like I haven't seen him before," Ming murmured to the screen after reading Cai Qianguang's message on his phone before going to sleep, the more he said that, the more uneasy he felt point.

In fact, looking at it from another angle, when I met him, I had nothing to say.It's like a convention, I don't know when this "symptom" appeared, and now it's getting worse, and I'm speechless when I see him.Even if he sometimes goes to the tennis club under the guise of work, he still rushes back and forth like a guilty conscience. When he pretends to be calm and communicates with Minister Shiraishi and Minister Koishikawa, his eyes are a little wandering, looking for something involuntarily.When I found it, I was shocked again, and occasionally I couldn't find it, and my heart sank.

When it is necessary to communicate, the intersection of language will not exceed ten sentences, and it often has to be when no one is around.If there are people around.Ming will silently recite "I don't know him...I don't know him..." a thousand times and a hundred times in his heart

That is to say, it is nothing more than some irrelevant things, most of the time, Caiqian is a silent audience.

Ming began to worry about whether Caiqian would get bored?

Sometimes Ming secretly complains about Caiqian's "silence is golden" and can barely judge his emotions by relying on very inconspicuous expressions. It is really a high-end thing that requires excellent psychological quality and judgment ability.

In fact, if it were someone else, how could Caiqian be willing to listen to her?

But having said that, what is surprising is that the account named "zenzai" is really difficult to connect with the silent person in front of him. String after string of text.

Under such "training", Ming's typing speed has improved by leaps and bounds.

Well that's actually not bad.In this digital age, let tens of thousands of optical fibers connect the two minds together.

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A long time later, when Ming recalled this period of time, he always had a half-smile, and his eyes seemed strangely struck by electricity.She misses it very much, but she can't let herself miss it, because the past is gone, there is no need to pretend to be sad and melancholy. .How young she was then, how young he was then.But it seems to be looking at the protagonist in the novel, so close and so far away.If a person knows that their future will not be as good as the present, then they will not complain, but who knows.

At that time, she lived the life that all girls should live.In fact, none of us can give a correct definition of how to live a life. Even if we look at it according to the principle that the minority obeys the majority, everyone still has different ideas in their minds.

Akira Kiyohara likes the feeling of shutting herself in the room that only belongs to her. Even if she walks out of that room, all the items seem to be labeled with the surname "Kamiya", which makes her uncomfortable, but she has gradually gotten used to it over the years.

Kiyohara Akira's mother's name was Kamiya Sakura.

She can't tell which is more important to her than family and school, but at least, in the heart of a 14-year-old second-year middle school girl, both are very important.

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Inadvertently, Mr. Time leisurely refreshed the colors of the season,

In a blink of an eye, it was the national competition again.Everyone knows the strong strength of the Shitenbaoji Tennis Team. As the No.1 in Kansai, it went all the way from the regional preliminaries to the top four in the country. All of them were overwhelming victories with big scores.

But they met future champion Youth Gakuen in the semi-finals.A strong player has a strong player, and the result is self-evident.

The last ball fell before his eyes, and bounced a long arc after touching the ground.And the astonished face of Senior Chitose.

lost?

Indeed, in tennis, if you lose, you lose.

Obviously it was a doubles match, but he became the completely redundant one.

Although called a genius.But in this national competition where there are so many masters, will it be useful?

The answer is of course no.

Really angry with myself.

So what, if you can't even see the trajectory of the ball, so what, so what!

So the game is over.Minister Shiraishi greeted everyone with a smile on his face. Even though he lost to coach Watanabe, he still did not forget his promise—to invite the members of the tennis club to eat running water noodles.Although the running water itself is not attractive.

"Hey, shiraishi, I want to eat that."

"Qing Xue went to eat barbecue!"

"Oh, let's go!"

The summer night was extremely hot, Cai Qianguang asked Minister Shiraishi to ask for leave on the grounds that he wanted to visit a nearby CD store. Shiraishi thought that since the game was over, why not let everyone relax, so he agreed to his request.

Walking alone in the unfamiliar streets of Tokyo.

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It was so hot.At a time like this, I still have to travel all the way to such a far place.Akira Kiyohara shouted impatience on the surface.

It wasn’t that the school said they would come to cheer on the tennis team members of Sitianbao Temple. They were scheduled to start at 3:[-] in the morning, so they could catch up with the whole semi-finals of Sitianbao Temple. Bloody thing - traffic jam.

In fact, according to the teacher's instructions, it should be "organize students to go to cheer up and express condolences." The so-called support groups and the like actually don't need to bother our president Qingyuan to go out in person, just arrange for students to go.However, our Ms. Qing Yuanming seemed to be in a hurry and out of control after receiving this task. Maybe it is true that the IQ of people in love will decrease. How could Qing Yuanming be willing to give up this rare opportunity? On our way to Tokyo, we encountered the above-mentioned unfortunate situation.

Arrived there in the afternoon.After Akira Kiyohara got in touch with coach Watanabe Osamu, he hung up the phone and touched his pocket, and found a very serious problem - he forgot to bring his compass.Carrying a compass with him is a little secret for Qing Yuanming, who is naturally insensitive to direction, to prevent going the wrong way, so many girls who are crazy about roads are very envious of Qing Yuanming who often walks alone without going the wrong way. Holding a map or a GPRS positioning system in one hand and a compass in the other ensured that she was not dazzled by the intricate roads. Although this method is primitive and simple, it is really suitable for people who can't tell the direction and have no chance to meet gentleness, kindness and enthusiasm halfway Well-intentioned prince's girls draw.

No, no, it's okay, there is a driver specially sent by the school, so there is no need to worry about it yourself.

Akira Qingyuan sat in the first row of the bus, uncharacteristically calm, surprised and surprised Nanase Zili stared at her for several seconds.

After successfully merging with the tennis club, the game has long since ended.Moreover, it has already lost.

lost?

That's a shame.

Our Sitianbao Temple is always the best.

The winner is king!

Mmmmm...Ectasy!

……

Qingyuan, who was carrying a backpack, couldn't hold back in the early morning, because he found that there was one person missing in the team at the first sight.But with her personality, she held back for a long time. After the atmosphere where everyone was excited, regretful, or sighing, all kinds of emotions were intertwined, she walked cautiously to Senior Xiaoshichuan's side (because at this time Shiraishi The minister was already surrounded by support groups) and asked:

"Senior Koishikawa, are all the members of the tennis club here?"

"Kiyohara-san, Hikaru Zaizen from your grade said he wanted to relax, so he acted alone."

Koishikawa didn't notice the anxiety in Akira Kiyohara's calm tone, and said unhurriedly.

"Then where is he?"

"It's inconvenient for us to interfere with the details, but we will keep in touch with him at any time. Please rest assured everyone and the teacher."

Koishikawa raised his voice and announced to everyone.

God, don't know exactly where he is?how so?Qing Yuanming took out his mobile phone, thought about it and put it back.The situation of the game has been briefly understood in the communication with coach Watanabe. All the fragmentary words and sentences related to the words "money", "front" and "light" were accurately remembered by Kiyohara Akira In my mind, and in the theater in my mind, pictures related to Caiqianguang were formed.

He lost.Not only did he lose, but in such a situation, standing on the sidelines became a dazzling decoration, holding a racket in his hand at the moment when the entire Sitianbao Temple was about to stop in the semi-finals, he watched helplessly. Qiuqiu mocked his incompetence arrogantly. He put in so much effort for this game, but...

Maybe the reality is so cruel.No, the reality is so cruel.What you suffer is just because your strength is not as good as others, so don't complain.

Knowing that Caiqian is not the kind of person who gives up on himself, nor is he the kind of person who is entangled in such a little thing.Maybe he went to watch a CD, maybe he went to relax, maybe he went to practice...

In short, he must not go too far, but where?Qing Yuanming found that his heart told himself countless times not to ask him.Don't interfere with him.

But still can't stop wanting to find him.Where can I find it? This is in Tokyo, not Osaka.

Fortune ahead!Fortune ahead!Fortune ahead!Qing Yuanming's heart was churning non-stop, he lost his demeanor as a president, ignored the backpack that had not yet been put down on his shoulders, and ran like crazy in the night under the watchful eyes of everyone.

I am really crazy.

Qing Yuanming ran a few steps, and couldn't help laughing, this is almost like the scene in the novel when the nympho heroine chases the hero.

Then let me go crazy for a while, I have been a high-ranking strong woman since I was a child, and the principle of supremacy of reason has affected her for more than ten years.

Cai Qianguang, let me be a little girl who runs for you.

God, where do I go to find you?

God, please help me, Emmanuel!

Gradually slowed down, and after analysis, several directions where Cai Qianguang might be discovered were determined.

A gust of evening wind blew, Qing Yuanming simply untied his hair tie, and let his black hair hang over his shoulders.

At this time, as if ordered by the heavens, all the street lights lit up one after another from far to near.

It illuminates the figure of the girl running wildly on the road that has never been taken, and the reflection is long and short, gradually extending into the distance.

I am living in a novel.A smile bloomed on Qing Yuanming's face, and he became more unrestrained.

Perhaps, the person who will make me change many people is that boy—Cai Qianguang.

【Walking into the heart of my former self, the same beating rhythm in the same body has different feelings.I felt the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of the past, but maybe not so real.

Looking back at the past on the tail of the teens, I am gradually mature, but I can still have a child's mentality.If it was later, maybe I couldn't even understand my own heart.

If one day I feel that my past is childish and ridiculous, is that a kind of maturity or a kind of sadness? 】

☆, walk towards the dream

【Good night, hikura】Genius is not something that can be achieved by talent alone, only by real polishing can it show its dazzling color.Are the capable ones hiding their secrets, and even the practice time and practice methods are little known?

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Later, Ming Qingyuan miraculously found Cai Qianguang, and none of them would tell the specific situation, even Ming's friend Nanase Zili had no way of knowing.Therefore, the silence of the two gave the boys and girls enough space to imagine, and they either enviously or jealously compiled all kinds of things that might have happened in another corner of Tokyo on the night of "Prince of Yakiniku".Human imagination always has infinite possibilities.

all in all. The incident of "Akira Kiyohara, the vice president of the student union, acting alone in order to find the missing members" has gradually spread into two versions: one version is "Akira Kiyohara searched hard in the unfamiliar streets of Tokyo for the sake of Cai Qianguang. The other version is "our vice president Akira Kiyohara and future tennis club president Hikari Saizen met at a mysterious place on the streets of Tokyo".The latter has become an indispensable raw material for girls to construct their own love stories.In order to protect their glass hearts that are about to shatter to the ground, the rotten girls firmly believed in the former rumor and "stared" sourly at the door of the student union studio when they passed by the door until they pretended nothing Seeing Qing Yuanming got up and gave them a gentle smile, he greeted them with a little embarrassment and then left sadly.

As if they had made an appointment, when Cai Qianguang and Qing Yuanming met, they hurried past pretending not to know each other.

"They all know that I like Cai Qianguang." A few days later, Ming lightly whispered to Nanase Zili in the afternoon.Nanase Zili is the only one who knows what she wants, and she will keep it a secret for her. "If you know it, then you know it. So what can I do?" Qingyuan Ming has always been calm, but now he is a little too calm, Nanase Zili faintly felt the unrest in Qingyuan Ming's heart, as if it should have grown desperately Grass, but hesitated amidst many troubles.

"What a bunch of boring people." Cai Qianguang, who was in different places at the same time, walked lightly around a group of nympho girls and came to the tennis court, feeling a little irritated in his heart.

If it is said that the feelings of puberty should be like this, then they only attract more attention than ordinary people because of their own prominence. Although there will be some small troubles, it is the trouble caused by the little girl's little thoughts in Qing Yuanming's mouth .However, Qing Yuanming herself is actually a 14-year-old girl, and she will not mature much.

When the classmates laughed loudly and asked Cai Qianguang whether he liked Qing Yuanming, Cai Qianguang didn't walk away like facing all the questions he didn't want to answer, but stood aside like a cold and delicate sculpture.

"Oh." This is the consistent answer of Cai Qianguang.This ambiguity sounds a lot like "um."

For Saito Yohei, Akira Kiyohara heard that word very clearly. "yes."

Akira Kiyohara, who knows his character well, still has a flash of joy in his heart, but not too much joy. She has always been "high above" with the posture of a queen, which gives her a hidden sense of superiority. Of course, this sense of superiority is Only related to Caiqianguang.

"The light boy belongs to my sister, don't think about it." Such domineering and even domineering words loomed in a corner deep in Qing Yuanming's heart.But the affection of the little girl who matched her age was exploding at a speed beyond Qing Yuanming's imagination.Finally, at some point in the summer of her second year of junior high school, she clearly realized that she liked Cai Qianguang.

In fact, she is probably the last one in the world to know about this matter.

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Autumn is coming, but the heat has not subsided.The tired cicada also chirped unabated, as if it was doing its job with all its heart and soul.Qing Yuanming, who was buried in the pile of books at home, received a call from the teacher, and remembered that the grade roster was still lost in the school.

The light yellow light casts a large tree shadow, trembling slightly.The evening breeze is also very gentle, and it is very comfortable to blow on the face.The campus is full of the tranquility and solemnity of the ancient temples.

I trotted all the way to the teacher, and walked back slowly like walking.Akira Qingyuan subconsciously walked towards the tennis court, because she was no longer as unrestrained as she was before, and she used the guise of "visiting the tennis club" just to stay in the air next to that boy for a while longer.

There should be no one in the stadium at this time.Only when facing the empty stadium can I look at it with peace of mind, imagine the appearance of a boy swinging a racket on the other side of the net, and then smile without any scruples at the theater in my mind.

When I walked back from the classroom and passed the tennis court, I heard the sound of "bang-bang-" objects hitting the wall or falling to the ground.

When you get closer, you can even hear the sound of objects passing through the air and accelerating the air in a relatively static state.

Probably Senior Shiraishi is practicing again?It's really hard work.

No, everyone in the Sitianbaosi Tennis Club is already on their way to the U17 camp.

"Tch, that sucks!"

A familiar voice came.Min subconsciously turned his head away.

The profile of the face under the night is a bit blurred, the black hair hangs down on the earphones, and the transparent liquid flows down the roots of the hair little by little.The colorful earrings are extraordinarily shiny,

Looking at the ground again, it is obvious that one place is darker than others, and there are yellow balls scattered under the feet.

Sure enough it was him.

He is a person who refuses to admit defeat, seeing his sleepy eyes in department work on weekdays, so even Qing Yuanming underestimated the hard work he has put in.Genius is not something that can be achieved by talent alone, only by real polishing can it show its dazzling color.Are the capable ones hiding their secrets, and even the practice time and practice methods are little known?

I still don't know him well enough.He would actually define him as a lazy and unmotivated person when he was making petty awkwardness and entanglement with him.Big mistake.

Cai Qianguang, I thought I knew you well enough.But what I really want to know is how little do I know about you?

"Qingyuan?" Ming's thoughts were interrupted by a voice from inside the tennis court.

"Well, hikura." Ming let go of the hand that was on the wire rack just now, and hesitated to speak.

"You will be a good minister." Kiyohara Akira said quickly.

"Um……"

A moment of silence.

"You're going to Kanagawa next week for the English competition finals, aren't you?"

"Yes, our school only has one place," Kiyohara Akira raised his head, his icy blue eyes fixed on Cai Qianguang's chin, "Actually, I hope you win me in the rematch! I'm still No.2, But--"

Ming lowered his eyes.

"What's wrong with you, isn't No.1 much better than No.2?"

"Don't let other people beat me, okay? I hope you can win me, I just hope it's you who wins me. I don't want to lose to anyone, but the final is the most brutal competition, I'm afraid I will lose, Lose to anyone but you. If you win the rematch, then you will be in the finals, and I believe you will win. No matter what the result is, I will think you are the winner, and..."

"Why don't you believe you can win?"

Qing Yuanming lowered his head and spoke incoherently, he didn't know what to do for a while.

"I'm sorry..." The girl's series of words gave him an inexplicable feeling, but he was a little at a loss.

"I will work hard."

There was a gust of cool wind, which seemed to be much stronger than before, and the surrounding trees waved their hands together, as if calling the children to go home.

Cai Qianguang seemed to feel something. "Go home now."

Another moment of silence.

Qing Yuanming still stood there without moving half a step, as if waiting for something.He couldn't figure out what was going on in her mind.

Cai Qianguang quickly returned to the court, "I will practice for a while before leaving!"

I have to practice again.It looked like it was going to rain.

Then you must remember to go home early!

Qing Yuanming regained the smile on his face. It might be a good thing if he wants to practice for a while, so, good night!

Falling behind are a few leaves blown by the wind.

And a silence.

Before he could say "good night" that he had considered for a long time, Cai Qianguang raised his head and saw the girl's back going away.

And the phrase "I'll take you home" was swallowed hard.Cai Qianguang bent down to pick up the tennis ball on the ground, stared at it for a second, and then threw it high into the air.

With all their dreams, they are struggling to rise, as if there is a powerful force in the invisible, pushing them to the distant sky.

However, no matter how high you rise, you will still come back.

A white air current streaked across the air, clapping up and down.

A faint imprint was left on the opposite wall.

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Cai Qianguang, who was about to go home after work, walked under the sycamore tree on the campus. Although the tree was full of branches and leaves, it still couldn't hide the growing sense of autumn.

"Hey ╮(╯▽╰)╭"

Cai Qianguang let out a long yawn as he walked around the corner.When I came back to my senses, I found a girl in black and white plain clothes standing in front of the campus gate.It's Ming!She hasn't left yet.

"Ah Guang, I want to ask you, do you improve faster by practicing alone or with your companions?" Qing Yuanming's face was calm, but his expression was obviously very serious.

"With my companions, of course."

"Then is it better to have a coach to guide you or to practice alone?"

"There is a coach."

"Then I still want to ask you, do you think the U17 practice is boring now? Trouble?"

"..." Cai Qianguang vaguely guessed Qing Yuanming's intention when she asked this series of questions.

"I see. I will go to see a certain senior with a certain senior." Cai Qianguang had an imperceptible smile on his face, and then put it away.Qing Yuanming raised his head, and what he saw was still that cold face, but the lines were very soft.

"I'm sorry, I didn't want to interfere with you so much." Qing Yuanming became more and more aware that she was so cautious in front of this young man, even though he could actually tolerate her a lot, she still added a word with some worry.

"It's fine. I do."

I would.

The girl's heart was like an opened walnut box, emitting a burst of fragrance.

"Good night, Hikura." Akira Kiyohara ran out of the school gate without hesitation, the red clouds on his cheeks betrayed his thoughts again, fortunately no one could see clearly in the night.

【actually.In fact, someone will see clearly.And have already seen it.After many years, I saw the boy's smile clearly. How could Cai Qianguang not smile?He was just awkward and refused to show a smile easily in broad daylight because he thought it was "selling his luster"! (…)

I laughed again, immersed in the river of time in the past, as if I would never wake up. 】

The author has something to say: I changed the name of the heroine to Qing Yuanming.Because the Qingyuan family is still a surname with a long history.If the other chapters are not here, wait until the weekend.

☆, former Minister of Finance

When Qing Yuanming was in the third year of junior high school, he accidentally fell and injured, but in fact it was not very serious. Physical pain was never considered pain. It will always be accompanied by pain like poking with small scissors, but since there is no injury to the muscles and bones, Qing Yuanming, who has always been strong, declined the kindness of his classmates, and walked back home slowly with his schoolbag on his back.

"Give me the bag." Qing Yuanming, who was walking down the stairs, was stopped by a familiar voice, and what he saw when he looked up was the expressionless face, his eyes turned sideways, as if he was so bored that he was looking for ants on the ground, absent-minded.

"What are you doing?"

"Aren't you in pain? It's much slower than usual."

"How do you know I'm here?"

"I can see it." Cai Qianguang answered this question in the simplest way that he usually didn't want to answer, because Qing Yuanming would walk by the door of their class every day after school, so how could he not see it? Can't you be brave?"

Qing Yuanming was speechless, and still stood there without moving half a step.

"Don't forget it." Cai Qianguang took off the tennis bag on his shoulder, held it obliquely and shook it in front of Qing Yuanming's eyes, then turned and left.

"What, I didn't say no!" Qing Yuanming didn't dare to yell loudly, but there was excitement in his tone, he subconsciously covered his mouth and lowered his voice, "Okay..."

In a few seconds of silence, the boy stepped back step by step.Qing Yuanming's heart began to intensify all kinds of mental activities, as if he heard the crisp sound of layers of ice breaking.

Walking one after the other, silently.

On the boy's shoulders were three heavy packages, two schoolbags and a tennis bag.

The competitive girl restrained all her arrogance and walked behind like a docile kitten.Ming suddenly discovered that the little boy who used to be as tall as him was already much taller than him.It has been more than two years since I met him for the first time. By the way, is he now that cold-faced, vicious-tongued, arrogant and awkward Xiaoguang; but——Minister Cai, after taking over the important task of Minister Shiraishi, Cai Qianguang seems to have gradually matured and became more stable. He began to set an example and strictly abide by all rules and regulations, followed the management method of Minister Shiraishi, and took care of the young red-haired boy like an elder brother.

Just a few months ago, Cai Qianguang was still worried about whether he would be able to lead the entire tennis club well. Now... Wait, wait, Qing Yuanming is in a daze, feeling that the way he is walking is not right... This is not The road I usually take, I have been walking behind Cai Qianguang, and he has never been to my home, to be precise, it is my current residence, is this going to get lost?

"Wait...Where is this place...Hey Cai Qianguang, where are you taking me?"

"This road can lead directly to your house," Cai Qianguang said as he walked, and added, "Senior Xiaochun said."

Well... Qing Yuanming felt secretly in his heart