Through the voice of the king of the net drifting

She was no longer in the mood to go to class. She turned around and walked towards the tennis club. She hadn't walked this road for a long time, and the tennis club no longer welcomed her.

Standing by the net, she watched their practice, while Tezuka was sitting on the lounge chair at this time, a ball fell in front of her eyes, a few first-year students who were picking up the ball ran over to me, and then watched When I saw her, I picked up the ball carefully and ran away quickly like I saw a ghost

It turns out that being hated by others is such a feeling It turns out that being rejected by others is such an uncomfortable feeling

Today, she really tried it, tried this taste, it was very uncomfortable

Tezuka stood up from the rest chair, opened the door and walked out. Kiyoki saw him and ran over quickly,

She just looked up at him, this face that she never tired of looking at, the young man's face was perfect and delicate to the extreme, although his temperament was very cold, but it made him more handsome than others, what she said Everything I do is for him, does he know

"Well, Kiyoki-san" Tezuka looked at her, neither cold nor indifferent, he had already heard about what happened today, and Kiyoki had already been expelled from school, he knew that all of this was done by Toru and Atobe. He doesn't spare any sympathy, but he also has an unshirkable responsibility

If possible, he doesn't want her to leave. After all, dropping out of school is a very disgraceful thing. However, the principal has already made a decision, so unfortunately, he can't help much.

"Senior Tezuka, can I ask you something?" Kiyoki raised his head, the girl was crying pitifully, but the boy was still extremely cold, the pupils blocked by the glasses were deep brown, showing no emotion at all

Tezuka nods

"Senior Tezuka, have you...liked...me?" Kiyoki looked forward to staring at him closely, looking into his eyes seriously, wanting the final answer

The breeze blew, and the hair on the young man's forehead was blown. Under the chaos, a pair of clear pupils were looming in the gold leaf-colored sunlight, still with the same indifferent expression

He paused for a while, then opened his lips slightly, and a cold voice came out, "No"

Although he knew this sentence was very ruthless, but he didn't want to lie to her. Indeed, for her, he had more responsibilities than ordinary people, and he also had some guilt, but he really didn't like it, never, ever

It turned out that this is the case. At this time, she really wanted to hear him say that he liked him, even if he lied to her. However, he didn't give her any chance. She has always been pestering him. It turns out that she was so wrong

"Tezuka, what are you looking at?" Fuji wiped the sweat off his face with a towel, his gentle voice blew in the autumn wind, making clear ripples

"Nothing?" Tezuka turned his head to look at the players who were training in the tennis court. Before he knew it, some injuries began to permeate

"Tezuka, why don't you go find her? Maybe, there is still a chance." Fuer leaned against the tree, the light wind blowing his honey-colored broken hair, slightly messed up

"No need." Tezuka shook his head. He sees some things clearly better than anyone else. He can no longer find Zeng Jin's madness in her eyes, nor can he find any shadow of love, so the ending, no matter what, He could already foresee everything about Zeng Jin, and I have to say, it really hurt his eyes