Male god collapses daily

Yukimura's answer was very straightforward. He is not a straightforward person, even if the other party is holding a racket that is exactly the same as his own, it is the same, "Before today, I have never seen you, so what will know you."

In a word, Feng He almost changed his color when he said it, subconsciously took back the racket he handed over, and his hand holding the racket was a little tight, it seemed that only in this way could he restrain his stalling heartbeat.

Calm down, he must calm down now.

No matter what happened, if he couldn't calm down, he couldn't cope at all.

Just when Feng He was shocked, Yukimura, who was opposite, was also looking at this boy who appeared suddenly.

At the first moment when he was stopped by someone, for a moment, he really thought that the other party was someone he knew.

Feng He's attitude is too normal, too natural.

The feeling of familiarity seems to have been infiltrated into the bones, so that there is such a sense of familiarity that can be reflected without deliberation.

But Yukimura is confident in his own memory. After carefully looking at this person, he is sure that not only does he not know him, but he has never seen this blue-haired boy at all.

After all, the other party is not the kind of ordinary-looking boy who can't be recognized even if he is thrown into the crowd. He is an exceptionally good-looking boy who attracts attention wherever he goes.

What's more, he is not only good-looking, but also has a cool and cool temperament, which is rare and outstanding.

It's almost unforgettable, even Yukimura's friends who are used to watching the tennis club are no exception.

Next, Yukimura heard the other party mention tennis and rackets, and said that they would practice together.

It was a special period when the national competition was about to start, and it was also a critical time for Lihai's third consecutive championship, so Yukimura couldn't help but think too much.

If they want to practice together, could it be that the other party came to him on purpose to investigate in a different way?

Yukimura suppressed it almost as soon as this thought came to him.

Without him, the other party's eyes are too clear, too transparent, too clean, when looking up at someone, it even reminds people of the sky after the rain, a clear blue without the slightest haze.

A person with such eyes would not try to do such a thing.

Then this is worth thinking about.

A person who feels so familiar to me is holding a racket that is said to be borrowed by him.

If it wasn't for Yukimura who was also holding the silver-blue WingHeart in his hand, he would have thought that the racket in the opponent's hand was his own.

You can buy the same racket for the same model, but even the tape is wrapped in the same way, which is too unreasonable.

Unless, it's really the same racket.But is it possible?

A person who appeared suddenly, a racket he was so familiar with that he could not be mistaken, if he hadn't met him today, with Yukimura's rather pragmatic character, he would have listened to it as a joke.

Seeing that Fenghe seems to have fallen into silence now, Yukimura glanced at the racket again, and repeated the question just now, "So, who are you?" If you don't know, just ask directly, it's better than meaningless Well guessed.

Yukimura's question brought Fenghe back to his senses. After all, he had encountered various incidents. He had come through the wind, frost, rain and snow. He even resisted such a task that related to his life, and his psychological quality was also extraordinary. unusual.

It took a moment to clear up her mood, and Feng He's thinking also returned to her usual sharpness, "If you don't know me, probably my name is meaningless to you."

So just answering Yukimura's own name in front of him probably couldn't fully contain the answer to the question he wanted.

Yukimura was also a little surprised at the quick response of the other party, but, "Yes, but even if it's the first time we meet, a title is a must."

The name is really not the whole story, but the name is the beginning.

Feng He nodded, no matter why Yukimura didn't know him, but this realistic character remained the same as before, "Feng, my name is Feng He."

"This name?" Yukimura also felt that this name did not sound like an ordinary Japanese name.

"Well," Feng He, who had already been asked once, replied subconsciously, "I am Chinese."

Yukimura nodded slightly, "Okay, then Feng-kun, can you tell me, we," he deliberately emphasized, even the dullest people can't misunderstand his meaning, "How did you know each other?"

"Wait a minute." Feng He exhaled, and then put the racket in his hand back into his tennis bag. Since the person in front of him is not his master, he has to put the racket away.

Otherwise, when the time comes to go back and let the Son of God know that the racket is still the wrong person, he feels that he doesn't really want to do this kind of behavior of spreading his wings on the verge of being hacked to death.

His Patriarch is absolutely, absolutely, absolutely terrifying at certain times!

Looking at Fenghe's meticulous movements, this Yukimura also raised his eyebrows, "Didn't you say it was my racket?" They were all the same person, so it is conceivable that this person is not a cheap lamp.

"It's not yours." Anyway, it's not your own owner, so Feng He wasn't afraid, and spoke very directly, "Although I don't know what happened, but you are not the Yukimura Seichi I know."

At least for him.

Fenghe spoke in such a serious manner, Yukimura also felt amused, but he hadn't laughed yet, "You mean, there are still two Yukimura Seichi in this world?"

"I don't know what's going on," Fenghe put the racket back, stood up again, and looked directly into Yukimura's eyes, "I don't know if there are two Yukimura Seichi in the world, but at least you are not the one I know. one."

At least, no matter what, his Patriarch would never fail to recognize him.

Yukimura crossed his arms, no matter which one, the aura of the Son of God is still astonishing, he has never been a gentle person, "What can you prove, you know," he paused, and then said, "Seiichi Yukimura?"

The so-called unsubstantiated words, although the racket is unusual enough, it is not enough for Yukimura Seiichi.

I'm not a fan of porcelain, do I still say such things indiscriminately?

After calming down a little bit, Feng He complained in the bottom of her heart with bitterness, and then said with a calm and cold face on the surface, "Wait a moment."

As he said, he took out his mobile phone from his tennis bag and opened it. Then he found out from the photo album that when the three of them were together in Hokkaido, Buer took a photo of him and Yukimura, flipped the phone over and handed it to Yukimura, "Can this prove it?" ?”

Yukimura was also a little surprised by this photo.

To be honest, it was just an ordinary photo, and it could be seen that it should be a snapshot, but the person who took the photo was skilled, and the expressions of the two people in the photo were very natural.

The blue-haired boy in the photo still looks cold, but from his movements, he and his companions look very familiar.

Of course, none of this surprised Yukimura. What surprised him was that the companion next to the blue-haired boy was exactly what he had seen in the mirror countless times.

Blue-purple half-curly hair, with a natural smile on the side of the head, even the eyes are smiling, it is only when facing a very familiar person that the alienation and intimacy will fade away.

"This is really..." Surprised him, Yukimura can be sure that he has never taken such a photo, let alone took a photo with others.

Yukimura only spoke half of what he said, but Fenghe suddenly thought of other aspects, and almost blurted out, "This is not mine."

No matter how you say it, he hasn't deviated to this extent yet.

Yukimura was a little surprised at first, but he couldn't help but burst out laughing when he heard this, "I didn't say that." Why does this Feng Jun look so cold, but his words are unusually interesting.

Seeing Yukimura laughing, Fenghe wanted to look up at the sky, he really didn't mean it, but he had seen a lot of such things in his previous life, so he wanted to clarify almost subconsciously.

And now that no one sets limits, some of his nature, ahem, seems to be a bit hard to hide.

Although he knew more or less, his little friends probably also knew his nature.

At least Yukimura and Fuji definitely know something, and of course Nioh Yagyu and the others...

No matter what he thought in his heart, Feng He still took back the phone with a flat to indifferent face. Anyway, his expression would not show any flaws, "Can this prove it?"

"Yeah." After laughing, Yukimura also restrained his expression, "So, what's going on now?" This is what he wants to know the most.

"I'm not very clear." Feng He frowned. The only thing he could think of was that there was a problem with Honosuke when he used the time converter in Honmaru, but if the time was just inconsistent, he knew Yukimura when he was in the country. Two, the Yukimura in front of me now doesn't look like Sai Kuniichi.

As Feng He said, he looked carefully at Shimoyuki Village again, and then lost again. For a person whom he sees every day, it is really hard to see any difference.

"What's the matter?" Yukimura was more sensitive than himself, and naturally noticed Feng He's gaze.

"What grade are you in now?" Feng He decided to ask, in case there were any strange differences that he couldn't understand.

"National three," Yukimura was also a little puzzled by Fenghe's question, but he still answered truthfully, "Is there any question?"

Country three?If it's summer again, look at how Yukimura goes in and out of the tennis club...

Fenghe glanced at Yukimura again, "Have you finished the operation?" If you have already brought the tennis bag to the tennis club, then you should have recovered.

Yukimura was slightly taken aback, and then thought that if they were really familiar with each other, then it would not be difficult to understand, "Yes." However, the Son of God is not a passive defensive person, he is also good at taking the initiative to attack, "You and I Same age?"

"Yes, we are the same age," Feng He has already sensed that something is wrong, if Yukimura is in the third country and still doesn't know him, it seems that it is not just a difference in time, it seems that there is no such a person as him in this world. "But this year we have already entered the first year of high school." So, has he entered another world of tennis princes?

"Then how did we know each other?" Yukimura asked this question before, but now it's just a rehash.

Feng He is of course telling the truth, even if the Yukimura in front of him is not the person he knows, but that is Yukimura, as long as it is Yukimura, it is enough for him to trust, "I transferred to Lihai University from the second year of junior high school."

Yukimura recalled the conversations between Feng He and him, almost using declarative sentences, "Tennis club?" So, it's the same club?

"Yes, the tennis club." At first, it was to complete the task. Later, it was a real sense of belonging. "We are still in the same class."

Yukimura also nodded slightly when he heard the words, if they were from the same department and class, then no wonder they would be familiar with each other.

No, or not just familiar, but very close.

Yukimura, who knows himself very well, can deduce the relationship between him and Fenghe just by looking at his expression on that photo.

"Then the question now," Yukimura pondered, "what is the situation?" This is the most important thing.

Feng He picked up the tennis bag, and now he is not in the mood to play a practice match, "I already have a guess," which also slowly surfaced in the conversation with Yukimura just now, "I'm going to confirm it."

Seeing this, Yukimura frowned. As a very powerful and domineering tennis minister, his character rarely allows too many things to happen outside his control, "Wait a minute."

This guy doesn't know how to run away after half-speaking, does he?

Having been with Yukimura for many years, Fenghe also knows that his patriarch only looks gentle on the surface. He has a sharp mind and a strong style. People who are valued.

So when Yukimura spoke, he knew what he wanted to say.

So Feng He didn't ask him to say more, and said directly, "After I confirm it, no matter what the result is, I will come and explain it to you."

He spoke very briefly, but his eyes were looking straight at the other party seriously, the light blue eyes were pure and sincere, as if as long as he made a promise, even if he had the determination to shake the tree, he would definitely do it.

Under such eyes, even the tennis minister of Lihai University was defeated, "Okay."

Although he still can't talk about knowing this Feng Jun, since the other party can gain the trust of another self, then let him trust the other party once.

Fenghe nodded, put his tennis bag on his back and ran, the only clue he could think of now was Fox's side, he had to go to Honmaru immediately.

But before that, he had to make sure whether there was no such person as Feng He in this world.

While running towards his home, Feng He's phone rang unexpectedly.

With some indescribably weird feeling, he stopped and took out the phone, then his eyes narrowed, it turned out to be the same?

That's right, he called Bu Er before. His friend is a polite and good boy, and he will definitely come back when he sees a missed call.

After figuring this out, Feng He answered the phone directly, with some politeness, "Hello?"

On the other end of the phone, Feng He's familiar voice soon rang out, with an unfamiliar tone, politely asking who made the call.

Feeling that the matter was already complicated enough, and didn't want to involve Bu Er, Feng He didn't say much, only apologized and said that he was sorry, he made the wrong number, and prevaricated the matter.

After hanging up the phone, Feng He also wanted to sigh, Guo San.

I don't know if it was before or after the national competition. At that time, Yukimura and Fuji were not familiar with each other.

When the two of them get acquainted, it will be after the U-17 training camp. Feng He remembers that they graduated not long after the World Cup.

It's just that he didn't expect that there would be a day when he told his best friend that he had made a wrong call.

I really don't know, if that black-bellied bear finds out, what will it look like?

Heh, he actually began to miss the days when he was hacked, which is really amazing.

Because Feng He had already made some mental preparations, he was not too disappointed when he didn't see the familiar house and nameplate in the place that was supposed to be his home.

Only in this way, it can be confirmed that this world is definitely not the world where he exists.

It seems that although he has no one to set himself free after completing the task, without the system, anything can happen.

Like when he exchanged bodies with Yukimura before, he never doubted that he was not in that world.

After thinking wildly in his mind, Fenghe turned to Honmaru again.

Although Honmaru is a different space that does exist, there is still a connection with this time and space, that is, the place where Fox Nosuke brought Fuhe in and out.

Almost when Feng He had just walked to that place, he saw a little red fox running out in a hurry, looking extremely anxious.

"Fox's Help." Feng He called out.

Hearing Fuhe's voice, Foxosuke looked up, and then showed a surprised expression the moment he saw Fuhe, "Master Feng, it's great to see you."

It was only when he was trying to debug the time converter just now that he discovered something went wrong.

Feng He quickly walked up to her, without any nonsense, but directly said, "I feel that something is not quite right in this world."

Well, it's actually a little bit wrong, but it's hugely wrong, his entire existence has been obliterated.

"Yes, Master Feng." Foxnosuke restrained his expression and said solemnly, "I also discovered this just now, so I was in a hurry to find you." After a pause, he stretched out his little paw, "This is not talking Let’s go back to Honmaru first.”

"Okay." Fenghe agreed, and immediately picked up Foxnosuke, "Let's go."

So the next moment, one person and one fox disappeared into the air.

Of course, no one saw such a scene.