[Net Wang] If it was you

"咚咚-"

Eri came to Professor Takahashi's office and knocked on the door, and when there was a response from inside, she pushed the door open and entered, and Yukimura consciously waited for her outside.

"teacher."

"Nagano is here." Professor Takahashi behind the desk greeted her, and handed her a journal on the desk, "Come and have a look, these are the latest papers and periodicals that I just asked a friend to bring back from abroad. There are a lot of new things, take them back and have a look."

Knowing that these are the most cutting-edge materials, Eri gratefully accepted them: "Thank you, teacher."

Professor Takahashi waved his hand: "I have read the materials you translated earlier, and they are very good. Some uncommon words are also translated well. I also showed them to some old guys, and they are very satisfied."

Huili didn't know who he was talking about, so she smiled modestly: "You're too proud."

Professor Takahashi liked this student's attitude. He was not impetuous, rigorous and yet aura. He was rare and serious.If it wasn't for her having a boyfriend again, it would be a pity for Professor Takahashi to really want to introduce her to his son who only knows about work.

After Eri asked the teacher some more questions, she went out with the new task the teacher taught her.

Eri apologized to her boyfriend who was waiting outside: "Jingshi, I've been waiting for a long time."

Yukimura looked at the thick books and materials in her hands, and sighed in his heart, no one's excellence comes out of thin air, one must work hard to look effortless in normal times, just like his day-to-day training Same.

He stepped forward to take what was in her hand.

"I'll take it by myself, it's not too heavy." Eri avoided Yukimura's movements, he still had himself and his schoolbag in his hand.

Yukimura patted the top of her hair lightly, and took her hand: "Let's go to lunch first."

"Ah."

After walking a few steps, the door of the office behind him opened again——

"Nagano." Professor Takahashi opened the door and called out to Eri. When he saw the person beside her, he was unavoidably surprised: "Xingcun?"

Yukimura did not expect this academically minded professor to call out his name, and greeted him respectfully: "Yes, Professor Takahashi, hello."

Professor Takahashi said with a smile: "Don't look at my age, I still pay attention to sports events, especially tennis matches." He looked at Eri again, "I just didn't expect Nagano's boyfriend to be the famous French Open champion, but Don't bully us Nagano!"

He made jokes about the two juniors, and his words carried protection and love for his students.

Eri was a little embarrassed in front of her teacher, but after hearing this, Yukimura was very grateful for the elder's concern for his girlfriend: "No, don't worry."

"Teacher, is there anything else?"

"Oh, yes." Only then did Professor Takahashi think about the business, "I have an internship from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs here, do you want to go?"

"Hey? Can I?" Eri was surprised. For a freshman, this is really a rare opportunity, and it is very helpful for his future career planning.

"Actually, the people at the exchange meeting last time had this idea, and then I saw this document, so let me ask your intention." Professor Gao Qiao said very understandingly, "Need to work at least 20 hours a week , you can think about it, and send me an email if you have decided.”

"Good teacher, I will get back to you as soon as possible."

Saying goodbye to Professor Takahashi, Eri began to think seriously about the pros and cons of being an intern along the way.

Yukimura doesn't bother her either, he just needs to give her advice and support when she needs it.Eri likes to think independently in her own affairs, no matter what she decides, he doesn't intend to interfere.

However, when I eat, my mind is still distracted...

At the dining table, Yukimura saw that she was only touching the rice in the bowl although she was showing table manners, so she knew where her thoughts had gone.

He put Huili's favorite dishes into her bowl: "Huili, eat well."

"Ah?...Okay." Huili, who was scolded by her boyfriend, lowered her head and stuck out her tongue quietly, and ate all the food he picked up.

Well, Dad has been transferred back to China, so it's better to ask his opinion on such a matter.

After eating, the two went to the library.

There weren't too many people here in the afternoon, so Eri and Yukimura found a quiet corner by the window and sat down facing each other.

Eri focused on translating difficult literature, and Yukimura went to the bookshelf to find some interesting books, put on headphones and sat there comfortably and quietly reading.

At that time, the sun was just right, warm and clear.Warm rays of light pass through the glass windows, and fine dust can be vaguely seen flying in the light.Sun on people, warm and harmonious.

Occasionally, warm wind blows in from the window, bringing a few petals of cherry blossoms, which swirl and fall on the desk.

The two were immersed in the sea of ​​books, only occasionally looking up at each other when they changed positions.Even if they don't look at each other, they feel safe.

In the quiet afternoon of spring, only the occasional sound of paper being flipped can be heard.

After Eili finished translating a document, she lightly moved her somewhat sore wrist, then took a sip from her teacup, and paused.

At some point, her boiled water was replaced with refreshing grapefruit tea.

Taking another sip of the sweet and sour yuzu tea, Eri put down the cup, propped up her arms, and looked at him with her chin resting.

The lover sitting across from him held the book in his left hand and was pinching the corner of the book with his right hand to turn the pages. He was very focused on reading.

The dark brown crusty cover made his slender fingers even whiter.

He was wearing a simple and generous white shirt, the cuff buttons were unbuttoned, and he was casually rolled up on his elbows, casually without losing his gentleness.

Under the shroud of Chunyang, his delicate outline was somewhat blurred, and his faint shadow could be vaguely seen on the glass window.

This scene looks peaceful and beautiful like a picture scroll, and Eri always feels that he has known each other, as if he has been in a lifetime.

She covered her heart, and it was beating a little fast there.

Eili didn't know why his heart was moved back then, there was almost no reason, the first time he saw that 15-year-old boy, he fell in love and never went out again.

At that time, he stood in a place out of his reach, with the sharpness of a young man, showing his sharp edge, and Eili felt that she loved his persistence.

But now, he was sitting in front of her across the table, with the peace and calmness of youth, and Eri felt that she loved his calmness.

She often feels that she seems to be born to like Yukimura Seiichi, otherwise why no matter what kind of person he looks like, she feels good and can make her throb?

Thoughts were wandering, she unconsciously scratched on the blank paper with her right hand.

After she stopped writing, she saw the words she wrote on the paper - cursive Roman characters, Yukimura Seiichi.

Eri looked at it and was dissatisfied with the brushwork, so she wrote it again, and then, as if she had some kind of interest, wrote it again in Chinese and Japanese.

Only the names on the paper were a little thin. After thinking for a while, she drew the outline of three little people under the three names side by side with mischievous eyes.

Wearing a 'YukimuraSeiichi' suit, Yukimura is proud and resolute while holding a tennis ball;

Wearing 'ゆきむらせいいし' kimono Xiao Xingcun, the mask is half hidden, elegant and elegant;

Xiao Xingcun, who wears the Han costume of "Xingmura Jingshi", holds a folding fan in his hand, and is gentle and elegant.

It's a pity that they are all steamed bun faces~ each of them makes people feel cute.

Eili poked him in his own pen, and chuckled silently.

However, Yukimura on the opposite side has already discovered her 'bad deeds' towards herself.

He took off the earphones, closed the book in his hand, and quickly pulled out the paper while she was not paying attention.After sweeping his eyes, he looked up at the girl who smiled flatteringly at him with a half-smile.

He beckoned to her, motioning her to lean over, and when Huili leaned forward to look at him questioningly, he stretched out his finger, tapped her forehead lightly, and opened his mouth to reprimand softly, "Not paying attention."

It's just that if the smile in his eyes could be subdued, it might be more intimidating. Eri rubbed her forehead and winked at him, very cooperatively making a guilty look.

Yukimura laughed.

I don't know if all people who are in love are like him. Even though they know that there are more perfect existences than her in the world, they still stubbornly think that she is the best no matter what.

In front of her, she will be as sincere as a child; as warm as a spring day; and as peaceful as the sky, she is the best person.

But this doesn't seem to be the reason why he loves her. Yukimura just feels that no matter when and where, whether he is in a good mood or in a bad mood, he hopes to have her by his side and be able to be with her.

So, well.

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