behind the glitz of the net king

Echizen Longyue was not willing to face this ambiguous relationship until now, and she should have realized it from the gentle tilt of Yukimura Seiichi's lips.But she selectively ignored his kindness to her, and accepted those eyes calmly.

It's just because she thought Yukimura regarded her as the shadow of Bang Yi.All the emotional expressions gathered together made her uncomfortable, as guilty as using someone else's property, and the endless silence came like a tide.

"You'd better think about it, you can't tell the difference between me and Bang Yi."

In the limited space, the two seem to be separated by a long distance, Echizen Long Yue seems to hear the wind leaking from the window.

She just lowered her head and smiled to tear through the dull atmosphere, and the orchid branches and leaves with yellowed edges had no lingering fragrance.

Yukimura Seiichi's sea-blue eyes were calm, as if he expected her to say this, his tone was calm and unwavering, "Time will tell you."

Echizen Long Yue's eyes seemed to have stood still, the amber color was too clear and too clear.

The eyes were unconsciously filled with thorns, and from the beginning she just wanted to pass by as a passerby.

It wasn't until the end of the matter that they realized that they were all wrong.Those afterwords were left at the end with only the coda, because the surroundings are empty.

The way Yukimura proved it was that Seiichi Yukimura would always take a place for Echizen Ryue in the bus, separating her from the other boys, but keeping a proper distance between her and Longyue in a leisurely manner, without making Ryue Yue's embarrassment did not give Long Yue a chance to get out of sight...

Yukimura Seiichi's notebook was in the hands of Echizen Ryuetsu, the plain cover and clean and tidy handwriting made Echizen Ryuetsu feel inexplicably guilty.

Yukimura's notes are detailed but not complicated, and almost all of them are error-prone points that the teacher keeps emphasizing.

Echizen Longyue printed every word in his heart, and when reading and writing, his bangs also drooped meekly to cover the arc of the corners of his eyes.

Everything he wrote down with that feeling in his heart was never as good as the unconscious gentleness in her eyes.

Echizen Ryuue from the art department only spends more than an hour a day, and in this only hour or so, Yukimura Seichi still takes up ten of her share to talk about one thing.

It only took 10 minutes from doing enough ideological work to arguing to Long Yue's compromise.There are still a few minutes of fragmentary time to confront.

It's not that Yukimura doesn't know that she doesn't want to see his parents, she has a kind of resistance to her elders since she was a child.Because it was Yukimura Kazusa who invited Echizen Ryuue by name, Yukimura also stubbornly refused to give Ryuetsu a chance to refuse this time.

"Don't be nervous, my parents are very good-tempered people. They are the same as me." Yukimura Seiichi had a warm smile in his eyes.

Echizen Longyue tugged on La Xingcun's sleeve in doubt, and said in a low voice full of uncertainty, "That's what I'm afraid of."

After Long Yue left, Yukimura Seiichi silently moved Echizen Ryuue's work from the wall to a corner to eat ashes.

Echizen Ryuue sneezed solidly before running.There is always a bad feeling.

Only Yukimura Kazusa had an unbelievably sweet smile. Her light pink chiffon dress had delicate piping, and she tied a big bow behind her as usual.Narrowing his eyes, he walked around the swing in the courtyard.

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