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You like her so much, why don't you tell her?

This... what should he say?

Sentimental crushes are like unripe oranges, sour, astringent, and bitter. On a sunny summer day, the juice splashes, and the curtain will end before reaching the climax. Those with a short shelf life are like fireworks.

Not all love can be declared, especially the one you like is very special.

"Huh? Confession? To me?" Seiichi Yukimura pushed open the door of the classroom, and saw several girls standing in a crowd by the second-to-last row of seats by the window. Holding a rolling pencil, "When did it happen? I don't know at all."

"Xuejian-san, don't be joking. I saw Ikeda-kun hand over the love letter with my own eyes. Didn't you spare noon to go to the rooftop to attend the appointment?" The girl with the ponytail covered her mouth and smiled, "He's pretty handsome Yes, there was a girl in the next class who chased him for three months and didn't give him a good look. Let me tell you, isn't this kind of cruel boy very attractive?"

"I don't like men who are rude to women." Zhizhi, who was wearing Lihai University uniform, shook her finger, showing disapproval, "Besides, it's too cheap to describe him as handsome, and I'll walk with me after school today If you say it, you can wash your eyes and let you see what the real Yokohama Ichika is, the pinnacle cowherd level of the boyish industry."

The person Yukimura Seichi met before was a handsome young man who would come to pick up Yukimi Mie after school on a whim.A pair of slightly raised kite-colored eyes are captivating. If it doesn't look like a normal person to invite others to die in love every day, the matchmaker who proposes marriage will probably trample the threshold of his house.

"Is that letter a love letter?" The girl in the middle of the topic suddenly realized, and said lightly, "I thought it was a letter of challenge, and I brought a bamboo sword there... You ask Mr. Ikeda? Ministry, the minister said that I had already completed the KPI for the whole year for him in a week, and this is not enough to save my department's living expenses.

Except for a very small number of true kendo enthusiasts like Genichiro Sanada, the rest of the members of the Kendo Department are either Yukimi Mie's younger brother or Yukami Mie's admirers. The atmosphere is very harmonious, friendly and prosperous together. Nioh Masaharu jokingly called Kendo The first part is "Zhizhi's Harem".

It's a pity that the emperor didn't get enlightened, and all the winking eyes were thrown to the blind man.

"Men will only affect the speed at which I can draw my sword." At lunch time, Xue Jian Weizhi hugged her bento box with too much sugar and bursts of black gas, and said solemnly:

"Only by severing love and desire can one realize the Dao. A messenger of justice born to save the world like me will never indulge in the love of men and women-what is sexual obsession? It doesn't exist, and my cold heart will no longer beat because of it gone."

You are very good at escaping into Buddhism at a young age.

"Don't say it so absolutely." Nioh Masaharu stole a piece of egg waffles from the Zhizhi bowl, and was poisoned to drink water like crazy. He coughed for a long time and silently moved his butt away from the source of all evil, secretly poking and prodding, "You Don't you want to experience the feeling of dokidoki?"

"I don't really think about it." Zhizhi said honestly, "It sounds like some kind of cardiovascular and cerebrovascular disease."

Nioh Masaharu was defeated, he was defeated by the textbook straight female quotations.

Yukami Mieda walked with Yukimura Seiichi after school today.It is very rare that Xue Jian, who is as windy as the wind, did not fulfill his campus legendary business, carrying a schoolbag and walking with the crowd under the warm glow of the sunset.

"What's going on with Nioh-kun today?" Yukimie Mie asked Yukimura Seiichi, holding his schoolbag shoulder strap and tilting his head, "Didn't he always stay away from my bento box? Could it be that he realized the true meaning of deliciousness after his taste buds exploded? Really That’s right, should I make two egg waffles tomorrow and share half with him..."

"I still don't want it anymore." Adhering to his weak conscience, Yukimura Seichi stopped a tragedy from happening, "Next week is the national competition, Nioh has diarrhea and is suspended, who will replace him?"

Nioh: You won't save me if there is no competition, will you?So love goes away, doesn't it?

"National competition?" Xuejian Weizhi rummaged through his memory, and it seemed that there was such a thing, "I see, no wonder Sanada-kun escaped from the job of the Kendo club, I thought I finally caught him It's a pity, what a pity."

Zhizhi: Tsk, I really want to see him write a self-criticism, and there is no limit to the [-]D.

"Come on, come on." The girl clenched her fists and cheered, full of energy, "Lihai is number one in the world!"

However, Seiichi Yukimura seemed to catch something all at once, and the question hit his soul directly: "Will Zhizhi come to the game?"

"No." Xuejian Weizhi shook his head vigorously, "I'm not interested in tennis, but you can take me to the yo-yo game."

"It's too unfeeling." Yukimura Seichi smiled helplessly, "I thought you would come to cheer us on."

"I remember that the selection of the cheerleading team started half a month ago. It swept away all the female junior high school students in Lihai University. The Disciplinary Committee caught up with the appearance and appearance of the students who violated the rules in the auditorium this month. There should be no shortage of cheerleaders?" Zhi Zhi asked.

It was a terrible selection contest, and the girls were rushing like crazy in order to stick to the beloved princes. If they could turn this will into energy, it might not be able to cover Yokohama's power supply for three years.

While talking, Xue Jian Weizhi stopped in front of the vending machine, dropped two crisp coins, and held up his fingers to hesitate on the selection button.

Yukimura Seichi stood behind her, his voice couldn't hear the emotion: "Because there are many people cheering for us, so Zhizhi didn't come?"

"No." Zhi Zhi bent down to pick up the soda with cold water vapor, turned around and stuck it to Yukimura Seiichi's face.

The cold touch also makes people feel excited in summer. The water drops wet the boy's eyelashes, and a hazy mist envelops him.

Through the mist, the black-haired girl approached with a smile in her voice: "I think you will definitely win, I don't want to watch the game without any suspense."

Yukimura Seiichi looked into her obsidian-clear pupils as the mist rose in the summer heat.

For just a moment, all her eyes were on him.

"Here, take it." The momentary illusion was like a shattered ice mirror, and Yukimi Mie signaled Yukimura Seiichi to catch the soda in her hand so that she could turn around and buy a bottle for herself.

Seiichi Yukimura clenched the can in his hand, and the girl with her back to him wore a playful high ponytail today, and the light-colored bow in her hair was beautifully tied. It is not difficult to imagine this is a masterpiece created by a pair of dexterous hands.

The boy's fingertips moved, suddenly wanting to tear the bow off.

Black hair like a waterfall, looking back slightly surprised, he would make a gesture of surrender in Zhi Zhi's puzzled eyes, and recomb her hair.

The girl who can naturally hold her cold, silky black hair and leave a deep mark in the hearts of countless classmates will stand obediently with her back to him, and her white and delicate nape is completely exposed to the boy's eyes.

"Yukimura-kun?" Yukimi Mie waved her hand in front of Yukimura Seiki, "What are you thinking in a daze?"

Yukimura Seiichi lowered his eyes like a cover-up: "I'm looking at your bow, it's so well tied."

Zhizhi rolled his eyes with a smile, and said proudly: "It looks good! It was tied for me by Jun Zhi."

The wind stopped suddenly.

"Ji...kun?" Short syllables came out of his lips and teeth, Yukimura Seiichi lost his mind, and asked in a rare hurry, "Is that the man who picked you up after school?"

"You remember it so clearly." Zhizhi admired, she is such a lazy person who can't remember people's names at all, she can't understand you shorthand geniuses who want to engrave DNA into the DNA of passers-by like a radar scan, "Zhi Jun is called Yokohama The man who unlocked the little prince, with a pair of skillful hands entangled with so many bank safes to the end of the world, mere bows! Overqualified!"

Zhizhi: Hey, did you switch from youth literature to the legal channel all of a sudden?

Yukimura Seiichi met Dazai Osamu more than once.That man doesn't come to Lihai University very often, and when he does appear occasionally, he looks lazy and out of shape, with a pair of smiling eyes, romantic and affectionate, a long and thin figure wrapped in a windbreaker, and the gazes of all the females within a radius of 800 meters. Gou Lianlian held onto his cuff, so that it was enough to make people at a loss for words.

In Osamu Dazai, the juvenile feeling and the unique calmness of mature men are intertwined, and they are mixed into a very unique charm.He is so cute and headless that people can't laugh or cry, and the calm eyes that occasionally raise the corners of his lips make people scream. Even if he just stands there, all the lovers of his dreams have prototypes.

Such an outstanding person, those who are watching him are still puzzled.

Do you want to continue exploring?

Why do you have to struggle in vain when you know you will fail?

The butterfly fluttering in the chest broke its wings, and the boy quietly tore open the tab of the can.He raised his head and took a big gulp of the sparkling drink, letting the sour feeling explode between his lips and teeth.

"Thank you for the soda." Yukimura Seichi smiled at Zhieda as usual, "This time the national competition, the winner will still be Li Haidai."

"That's right!" Yukimi Mie clinked glasses with Yukimura Seiichi with a can, "We won't lose."

The days are endlessly long, but the summer days fly by with astonishing speed.

The referee's sharp whistle blew, and the dazzling white lights of the stadium flowed into people's eyes along with the sweat. Seiichi Yukimura closed his eyes while holding the tennis racket, and the noise of victory was deafening.

Lihai's sophomore championships have ushered in the era of the Son of God.

"Phew." Covering his eyes with a snow-white towel, Seiichi Yukimura walked around the shoulder-strapping teammates and walked to the locker room.Sweat dripped down against the towel, and his vision was only a small area under his feet.

The dangling sneakers stopped by the wooden bench.

Yukimura Seiichi froze in place.

A bottle of icy-cold orange soda stood quietly on the chair in front of him, sweat-like water droplets wet the wood grain and the attached post-it notes.

[Although I can't understand it, it feels very exciting!Congratulations on the second consecutive championship! ——By a passer-by friend who does good deeds without leaving a name]

The words are still written with the left hand deliberately, which is really anonymous.

Yukimura Seiichi stared at it for a while, holding the bottle covered with water vapor.

He knocked on the pull-hook and took a sip of the soda, a sweet and sour cold feeling poured down his throat, and his tired limbs rejoiced like the land moistened by rain.

The boy suddenly developed a kind of courage, an indescribable courage.

At graduation, I'm going to give her the second button.

Even if this young crush ends without a problem, even if the words under the tongue will never be spoken, even if the parting exists at an unpredictable second——

At least at this moment, he is sincerely happy.