[Net King] The girl who clashes with the sun

24-year-old Ishida Liangjing is always thinking about what her future would be like if 14-year-old Ishida Liangjing hadn't changed schools because of her parents.

She would think about this question many afternoons when she was free in a daze, but there was no result.

Perhaps you may need to be thankful that there is no if.

Because if she hadn't transferred schools at that time, her life might have been on a completely different trajectory.

You won't meet new friends, you won't learn how to communicate, and you will always bury yourself in your own little world.

You won't meet someone you like, you won't be able to express yourself, and you will live a normal life with the only social circle you have.

Fortunately, there were no ifs, and only then did Yukimura Seiki, who filled her life in the ten years after the age of 14, this boy called "Son of God"—perhaps he should be called a man now.

Yukimura Seiichi, a brilliant boy, he likes himself.

At the beginning, Liang Jing had no sense of reality about this.

Until now, she was already wearing a wedding veil, and she still felt in a trance.

After all——when she first transferred to Lihai University, she once thought that Yukimura should not like her, or even a little disgusted, but she didn't expect that the first person who asked the other party if she hated her was Yukimura Seiichi.

Through the layers of white gauze, Liang Jing looked at his hazy self in the mirror, showing a smirk that he didn't know how many times today.

Maybe because it was so boring to sit here and wait for the wedding to start, the memories of those ten years gradually came to my mind clearly.

For example, when I met for the first time, the palm stretched out towards myself with the sun behind my back.

Like the week when I was in a daze when I first pissed him off.

For example, when he was hospitalized in junior high school, I impulsively pushed him to the observation deck after he had just had surgery.

For example, when he was in the advanced department, he temporarily left to go to the United States to cure his illness, and he felt as if he had lost the half-month.

For example, after he came back, he finally fulfilled his promise of the three consecutive championships in junior high school. That day, his eyes were a little moist with happiness.

Immersed in memories, someone knocked on the door of the dressing room, and then opened it.

Looking away from the makeup mirror, it was Miasako and the others who had just gone out to get her high heels.

"Oh, that guy Yukimura is really good, what high heels? You must order them from abroad, and you don't know how to step on high heels, so you'll be dead." Mei Asako put the pure white shoe box in the box with regret. Open it on the ground, "I want to see what it is..." What shoes.

……

Crystal slipper studded with diamonds? ? ?

Exm?

Fairy tale princess dream?

Kana and Yamashita also fell silent.

"It's a bit of a pity that I'm not a bridesmaid." Yamashita sighed and shook his head.

Yukimura really spoiled Liangjing to the sky. If he was a bridesmaid, standing next to her would be a so-called Cinderella.

Wait--

The one with the crystal slipper is Cinderella, so I guess I can only serve as Cinderella's sister in friendship.

"... Tsk, if I knew I would marry a random man, today this bridesmaid is really a green leaf." Kana watched as Miasako carefully took out the crystal slipper and placed it in front of the cool well girl, then shook her head with a tone of voice. Here is full of regrets.

Fortunately, the heel and sole are not all glass, otherwise I am a little worried about whether it will be broken when stepping on the marble outside.

When the girl from Liangjing was thinking about whether she really wanted to wear it, there was another knock on the door of the dressing room.

Seeing that it was Yukimura who came, Ryoi quickly retracted the foot stretched out to compare the shoes under the long skirt.

"Excuse me, ladies, I want to have a private conversation with Xiao Jing, is that okay?"

"The groom wanted to whisper to the bride, so he disliked us. Hey... let's go." Mimako stood up swiftly, wrapped Kana and Yamashita in her bridesmaid's dress, and walked out of the dressing room together.

After the door was closed thoughtfully, Yukimura approached Liangjing.

"What? Don't like it?"

Yukimura put one knee on the ground and picked up one of them.

When it was handed to Liangjing's skirt, he looked up at Liangjing who was obviously nervous before marriage with a smile on his face.

"No, it's just - I'm worried about not fitting my feet."

"Ah .

Looking at Yukimura's movements, she suddenly remembered that once her shoelaces came loose on the street, he seemed to squat down without hesitation.

I remember being in the crowd at that time, she stayed there for a long time, and she always felt that she couldn't believe the picture in front of her was real.

With a red face, Liang Jing hesitated for a while before nodding, and slowly poked one foot out from under the hem of the skirt.

There is no hindrance when walking in.

The size is really just right like in a fairy tale.

"I just said, why doesn't it fit?" After putting a pair of shoes on Liang Jing's feet, Yukimura narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, and tapped the tip of the glass shoe with his fingertips, "Stand up Do you want to try?"

"..." Liang Jing stared at his snow-white feet against the glass material, and looked up at Yukimura, "Why did you suddenly think of giving me a pair of high heels?"

She usually doesn't wear them.

Even for the wedding, the high heels are already ready.

"Because Yuko said—" Yukimura recalled the scene at that time, the little sister's expectant eyes, as if the person who was about to get married was herself, "Every girl has a princess dream, and you, Xiaojing, are no exception."

"I'm already 24, can I still be considered a girl?" the girl from Liangjing stood up while supporting Yukimura's hand, and muttered with a little smile.

After standing up, she bit her lower lip with her white teeth and tried to take two steps.

She originally thought that the glass shoes must be very strange to walk, and maybe wearing them would make her unable to walk.

But surprisingly, these shoes feel quite comfortable to walk on - the heel is not too high, walking will not be too tiring, and the material used is not harsh on the feet, nor does it have the coolness of glass.

Looking at the girl from Liangjing walking carefully on the ground with the hem of her skirt, Yukimura smiled.

Naturally, he thought of customizing the crystal slipper not just because of Yuko's accidental words.

Xiaojing is the only princess he loves in his heart. This is his thought that has not changed since the Haiyuan Festival in the third year of his country.He has been thinking that if he can reach the day when he can talk about marriage, he must give her something to express his heart.

The crystal shoe is just a material symbol, he just wants Xiaojing to know that she will always be the one he loves in his heart.

Supporting Liang Jing to let her sit back on the stool, Yukimura took her by the back of the hand instead, and bent over to give a devout kiss, "Although it's a bit late to say this today, thank you very much for your willingness to agree." marry me."

Looking at the jealous face in front of him, Liang Jing turned his head embarrassed.

I have to say, this is very strange - no matter how many years have passed, as long as he looks at her so seriously, her heart will still beat as fast as ten years ago.

"Tch——I was just afraid that if I refused, your image as a public figure would be ruined."

At that time, it was a month ago.

It was the day after she had just received the news that Yukimura had won Wimbledon for the first time.

I bought a book and was on my way back from the bookstore, but when I passed the street tennis court, I was suddenly blocked by a homeless man with hair so long that he couldn't see his eyes.

The reason for being blocked was so speechless, Liang Jing felt like scratching someone when he thought about it now - the man said that he wanted to play tennis with himself, and that he would give himself something as a thank you no matter whether he won or lost in return.

Liang Jing is naturally not interested, but no matter how she refuses, the homeless man is determined to play tennis with him.

Although the 24-year-old Liang Jing has been watching Yukimura play tennis in recent years, at most he can only catch two balls with the ground racket like a gourd painting, and it is impossible for her to play against each other... It is impossible.

Reluctantly, more and more people gathered around to watch the excitement at that time, Liang Jing, who was never used to being watched by others, finally reluctantly agreed in order to get out of the siege quickly.

The result was natural—the Liangjing girl was completely defeated.

Although she didn't want to win, but listening to the boos around her, she still felt depressed, and felt a little aggrieved and embarrassed.

"Thank you."

"No."

After finishing speaking, Liang Jing put the racket on the seat beside the court and planned to turn around and leave, but he couldn't because someone grabbed his hand.

Realizing that it was the homeless man, Liang Jing was startled, thinking he had run into a hooligan, his first reaction was to subconsciously wave the man away.

But at the critical moment, Liang Jing paused.

For so many years, the memory left by the sense of touch is really indelible. She can be sure that she knows the owner of these hands and is very familiar with them.

In order to prove his idea, Liang Jing stood on tiptoe and reached out to pull the homeless man's hair.

This talk made her see the boyfriend she hadn't seen for more than a month because she was going to Wimbledon in the next second.

Laughing like a flower, gentle as jade, a young man here.

In the past ten years, instead of becoming a butcher's knife, time has become a diamond, polishing the porcelain [Yukimura Seichi] to such a degree that people cannot take their eyes off it, even though he is wearing tattered clothes pretending to be a homeless man.

"Yukimura Seichi?!"

Because it is a street tennis court, there are few spectators around who don't know Yukimura. After all, he has flourished in the tennis world in the past few years, and his popularity is no less than that of any first-line star.

"Hmm——I thought Koi wouldn't be able to recognize me after learning how to dress up from Nioh."

"Are you bored?" Liang Jing was so angry that he just wanted to hit Yukimura with the books he bought from the bookstore.

"It's probably a bit boring. After all, I just won the championship yesterday, and I suddenly have no goals in the near future." Yukimura shrugged, and the smile in his eyes did not diminish at all.

"Then you're going to punish me?" Liang Jing widened his eyes, thinking that he looked at his boyfriend who had been with him for ten years with a menacing look.

"Well—it's not all about you. So—"

While speaking, he suddenly knelt down on one knee, and out of nowhere a small wine-red suede box appeared in his hand.

"Thank you, do you accept?"

A discerning eye knows what it is.

There was no booing at all, only the sound of breathing and booing that got louder and louder.

A series of uproarious sounds filled her brain, and when she realized it, she had already nodded.

When he saw the light shining on his ring finger, Ryoi looked up at Yukimura who had stood up, "Why do you always have the feeling that you are playing a rascal?"

"I think so, after all, I know that Xiaojing will definitely not let me fail to propose marriage in public."

Liang Jing was very angry, thinking that he admitted it readily.

So the next day, Yukimura's proposal was not considered ostentatious, and even as a public figure, it was considered a low-key marriage proposal. Because of the rapid development of the Internet in recent years, everyone knew about it. For a while, relatives and friends almost blocked the two's phone calls.

Then, one month later, Liang Jing had no choice but to obey the precept to get married, and walked into the palace of marriage wearing those warm crystal shoes.

When the master of ceremonies on the stage asked the sentence "Would you like to?"

The two looked at each other and said the same answer.

Those three words were exchanged by Yukimura Seichi for ten years and belonged to Ishida Ryoi's life.

Well—to be exact, it took ten years for Ishida Ryoi to voluntarily change his name to "Yukimura Ryoi".