To my love Yukimura

"Hi, good morning, Yukimura-kun, it's really early—" the girl put down her portfolio and greeted the boy briskly.

"Well, Kubo-kun, good morning." Yukimura lowered his eyelashes and said softly.

I don’t remember how many times this is the first time, Yukimura shook his head secretly, trying to free himself from this inexplicable heavy heart, telling himself time and time again that it had nothing to do with him, but when the girl was struggling to climb the stairs, her fists were tightly clenched He saw the girl moving her steps, holding on to the handle, stepping up the steps with one foot, and then carefully placed the other foot, with an ignorant child behind her constantly urging her Girl, she can only make way with a smile, panting every time she goes up, she doesn't know that she is always one floor ahead of her, he looks down, watching her every move, The heart beats with the frequency of the girl's every breath.

She used to be the best athlete, the most promising seed player to enter the national team, how could, how could even going up the stairs become a luxury?

"What are you thinking, your painting of the sky is dirty." Lan looked over at the boy, "Changing it back when the painting is dry, or Miss Yamamoto will be angry."

Ms. Yamamoto is the teacher of the studio. She usually hates students who are not paying attention to painting. She thinks that every painting has life, and drawing without concentration is destroying life. Yukimura removes the water tape on the drawing paper from the easel. Tear it off, and then tear off the damaged painting directly, "If the painting is broken, don't want it."

Lan burst out laughing, "Primary school boy is the same as before, it hasn't changed—"

Yukimura was silent, did it really not change?She was probably the first person to say that.

I haven't seen each other for two years. The milk tea shop they used to go to has turned into a clothing store, and the newly opened milk tea shop doesn't have the taste Yukimura likes. Kubo doesn't seem to have anything that he particularly likes or dislikes. She ordered A wasabi-flavored refreshment, her new taste reminded Yukimura of some genius with a knack in Tokyo.

Probably seeing Yukimura's strange gaze, Kubo Arashi laughed dumbly, "I met a friend when I was in Tokyo for medical treatment. He often ate wasabi. Actually, it was quite delicious."

"Fuji from Seigaku?" Yukimura couldn't think of anyone in this world who would like to eat wasabi-flavored things except Fuji.

"Do you know him?" Lan was dumb, and looked at Yukimura, "In some ways, he is quite similar to you, but he is much more approachable than you."

"How to say?" Yukimura wanted to know what she thought, because Yukimura had heard similar remarks from two people more than one person.

"Zhou Zhu is someone who will give others a chance."

Lan didn't point it out, and said it in a word, but the meaning is self-evident. Yukimura was taken aback, and then said:

"Where in this world is there such a chance for people to correct themselves?"

"That's why Zhou Zhu is more gentle." Lan said softly, with an inexplicable look in his eyes.

Yukimura felt slightly uncomfortable, Zhou Zhu, gentle?I really don't know where she came to this conclusion.

But he quickly concealed this emotion, and these seem to have nothing to do with him.

"Minister, you're in a good mood recently—" Mrs. Wen said casually, blowing bubble gum.

"Yeah." Yukimura nodded, looking at Kirihara in the practice game on the playground. He has been worried that this junior's grades will not meet the standard for direct promotion. It is really great that he can come. The champion of this year's national competition must still be Li Haida.

"You, give me a match!" Kirihara, who was in a red-eyed state, had already entered a state of disrespect.

Squinting, looking at the bright sunshine in the sky, Yukimura put on his coat, smiled and said, "Okay."

"What, it's just bullying Kirihara..." Yukimura heard Bunta's mumbling voice behind him, although the voice was very small, he still heard it.

Being in the mood to bully people shows that he is really happy.

What it feels like to miss someone, it seems that he hasn't tried this feeling for a long time since Chiba left.

But recently, he seems to have this feeling again, and the object is a person who is completely different from Qianye's personality. This kind of ignorant affection makes him dare not speak easily, as if that person will disappear at any time as soon as he opens his mouth.

Being with her is very comfortable, this should be like liking it.

When he was young, he dedicated all his passionate love to another person, and then disappeared. Now he just wants to hold someone's hand and walk slowly.

Kubo, Arashi.

Every time you say the name, you will feel pain in your heart, it is a kind of tingling brand, sweet sadness.

Yukimura is not a literary youth, and this is probably the deepest and most hypocritical feeling about Kubo Arashi.

How should I tell him that he has passed the age where he would say "like" every day like singing "My Emperor Ruled the World", Yukimura struggled repeatedly, and finally decided to put away his little thoughts and observe for a while. Bar.

He never does anything he is not sure about.

Except for the finals, under normal circumstances he is not required to play. The defeat of "Son of God" only appeared three years ago. He lost to Echizen Ryoma of Seigaku. To be honest, losing the game really made him depressed for a while, but he knew it very well His own strength will not be questioned because of one failure. In the next few friendly matches, he and that Echizen were all point-to-point, and there was no distinction between top and bottom.

He always thought that the person he wanted to compete most would be that arrogant and infuriating kid.

When the girl called to ask about the result of the competition, because she said "Zhou Zhu also won", he really, really wanted to compete with that chestnut-haired boy.

Yukimura felt that his jealousy was ridiculous.

At the celebration meeting for winning No.1 in the county convention, his cell phone rang suddenly. It was the number he had silently recited many times in his heart.

"Yukimura, where are you?" The girl's brisk voice made him feel very happy for no reason.

"Well, with my teammates." He said softly, avoiding the probing eyes of his teammates, got up amidst the laughter, and walked to the corridor to answer her call.

"Oh, that means I'm not free, haha, there's nothing else to do, let's talk about it when we go to the studio!"

Hearing the girl say this, Yukimura quickly stopped, "Oh, no, I mean I'm free now."

"Aren't you with your teammates?" The girl on the phone said puzzledly.

Yukimura smiled softly, it is precisely because he is with his friends that he wants to see you.

But he said, "Oh, you know those people, and Marui is there too."

There is a little jealousy in my heart, she and Marui grew up together.

"Really, well then, where are you, give me an address—"

Hearing the girl say that, Yukimura finally laughed.

The author has something to say: Zhou Zhu will come out to make soy sauce, everyone has worked hard, this one has become a monthly update...

☆、To my lover Yukimura 10