[Net King] It's just that the butterfly doesn't want to

The commercial street in the early morning is still very quiet.

In the sports equipment store, there is only one customer and the sleepy owner.The customer walked around the middle of the shelves, quickly selected the products, put them on the cash register and knocked on the table.

"Don't you want to look any more?" The shopkeeper opened his eyes a little.

"No need." Yagyu Hiroshi replied.

"Student, you buy things very quickly every time, don't you try it..."

The shopkeeper was muttering, and at the same time, the doorbell rang again, Nioh Masaharu just heard this sentence when he walked in, and subconsciously glanced at his partner.

"Wait for me," he walked into the store, "I'll buy a wristband."

Yagyu Hiroshi opened his pocket watch, "5 minutes."

"I'm the disciplinary committee member, and I won't be late."

Nioh Masaharu chose a new wristband and walked towards the school with his partner.

In the hot summer, the sun is very hot from the early morning, which is the weather Nioh Masaharu hates the most.

The young man wanted to lean against the wall, trying to hide in the shadows. While hiding from the sun, he looked at the reflection of his partner in the window, and suddenly remembered the inexplicable words of Yui Ogata last night, and an event from a long time ago.

"Did you know? Ogata Yui took away the script originally prepared for the Unabara Festival."

"Ok?"

"It was Yukimura who wrote the half-shelved script."

"is it?"

"You don't seem surprised."

Yagyu Hiroshi lowered his eyes, and the reason why Yui Ogata, who was almost hard-hearted, took the initiative to question him to a certain extent, was nothing more than the unexpected operation between Yukimura Seiichi and him, "Can you guess?" arrive."

"Why?" Masaharu Nioh asked innocently and curiously, "Do they know each other?"

He thought that Yagyu Hiroshi would still keep silent about Yui Ogata's questions, just like he often did, but his partner only gave his answer after a moment of distraction.

"She likes him."

King Ren raised his eyebrows in surprise, "What about you?"

"what?"

"Don't you like her?"

"Why would you ask such a question?"

"Didn't you find out? You are always like this, even if you are not present, you can guess every word and every thing Ogata Yui says, isn't it because you like it?"

When they said this, they happened to be walking to the end of the commercial street, at the intersection with the road, the surrounding wind rushed in instantly, and the leaves were flying in the air, spinning and falling quietly.

Something seemed to have settled down after this moment of chaos, Yagyu Hiroshi replied:

"I don't like it."

Nioh Masaharu gave him a squinting look, then quickly looked away, and changed the subject nonchalantly, "Did someone say that you are so rational that something is wrong?"

"No," Yagyu said, "but someone said that the tennis club needs sensible people."

"...It's me, puri." Nioh Masaharu looked at the sky, "Just now the shopkeeper said that you don't choose products, but I thought of something else."

"What is it?"

"You actually never look at what you like, and you won't admit it." Nioh said, "It's the same when buying a racket, and it's the same at school."

"Maybe I don't care at all."

"I used to think so too."

"..."

"Recently, I've started to feel like it's just a habit."

Because what Yagyu Hiroshi likes and wants the most has always been used to hiding in the most hidden corner.

Under the acquiescence of his partner for the exchange of identities, Nioh seems to inadvertently intervene between the pair of childhood sweethearts who get along with each other in a strange way, and perceive some unknown stories behind it. It is a carefully arranged illusion, which even he cannot deduce Reason.

Nioh Masaharu did not continue the topic that this partner was not so keen to discuss.

"Do you remember why I chose you as a partner?"

"Your reasons change every day."

"But I've always thought you were talented at deception, and that won't change, puri."

"That doesn't sound like a compliment."

"And you are different from me, you don't appreciate the truth and you don't need the stunned expressions of the audience." Nioh Masaharu walked into the gate of Lihai campus self-consciously, "If you want to pretend to be a lie, probably no one can find evidence to expose it you."

Yagyu Hiroshi stood where he was, looking up at the tree at the school gate.

The same petal has fallen in front of him too many times, but Nioh Masaharu's problem is the first time in so many reincarnations. Perhaps after Ogata Yui's awakening, many things are quietly changing.

But the young man stayed at the very beginning of the story for a long time, and the moment the wind blew up, it seemed that countless time flew past him.

Ogata Yui didn't know why he left Yagyu's house in a daze. When he came back to his senses, he was already standing at the entrance of Lihai tennis department. The tennis department was training. Sanada Genichiro was sitting on the coach's bench, and the atmosphere was serious.

She had no idea what she was doing here.

"Student, are you looking for someone?"

The tennis club member who was picking up the ball next to him kindly stepped forward and asked.

The second grader near the door spotted Yui Ogata earlier, and pushed Akaya Kirihara next to him, gloating: "The person who catches you to make up your lessons is here."

Kirihara shivered, and the ball in his hand fell out.

He straightened up and turned his head. He was surprised to see Yui Ogata by the door. He was stunned for a moment, then became angry, and complained loudly to her, "This is the first day of summer vacation!!"

"Huh?" Ogata Yui blinked innocently.

Kirihara Chi also continued: "It makes no sense to start making up lessons today!!!"

"..."

Just as she was about to explain, a roar came from the court, which shocked everyone in the tennis department.

"Akaya Kirihara! Who told you to chat over there?!" Genichiro Sanada said, "It's too slack!! Go out and run around!"

"--what?!"

This is truly a disaster.

Kirihara Chi also had a mournful face, and Asaogata Yui made a strange expression of helplessness.

This movement successfully made everyone in the tennis club pay attention to the girl at the door. For a moment, their eyes focused on the girl, Ogata Yui coughed a little uncomfortable, "...I want to find someone."

"Who?"

"Could you call Liu Sheng for me?"

Genichiro Sanada frowned and walked over, "It's training time now, I can talk about anything later."

Ogata Yui raised his head, withstood the shivering cold and refused to budge, "But his hand is injured, so he can't train today."

"..."

In the lounge, Nioh Masaharu lifted a corner of the curtain and said suddenly, "It looks like I'm here to look for you."

Yagyu Hiroshi was changing the bandage for himself. Hearing this, he glanced at the window and saw Yui Ogata who was confronting Sanada. His movements paused, "When did you come?"

"I won't tell you."

"..."

"Someone struck up a conversation with her just now," Masaharu Nioh said, "From this point of view, she is still very popular."

Liu Sheng didn't speak, he hurriedly bandaged the wound, opened the door and walked out.

Nioh Masaharu shook his head, "He said he didn't like it."

"Not like it." He reiterated coldly.

A sneer of unknown meaning came from inside the door, Nioh Masaharu seemed to be jokingly asking, "Is it true, are you really not attracted to such a cute girl as a childhood sweetheart?"

With a click, the door was closed, and the footsteps gradually faded away.

Nioh Masaharu was lying on the window, looking at the girl who was arguing with Sanada, and suddenly had a premonition: Although he accidentally glimpsed a mystery, he probably will never get the answer to this question.

Yagyu Hiroshi's hand injury and his own good character persuaded Genichiro Sanada to let him go during training.

When the two walked out in silence, Kirihara Chi, who was being punished, also ran to the side of the school road. He stopped and pulled the green net outside the tennis club, and said angrily to Ogata Yui, "I thought you were here Find me!"

"You don't need to make up lessons, aren't you happy?"

Kirihara: "..." I'm a little happy.

The innocent expression of the young man was written on his face, Ogata Wei couldn't help laughing, "Okay, I'll give you a few days off."

"Really?" Kirihara Chiya stared.

"Well, go back to training quickly, or your deputy minister will come out again."

"Unlucky."

Kirihara Chi also kept running around with his head sullen.

At the beginning, he was immersed in the joy of not having to make up lessons, and he didn't think about anything else.After running three laps, his speed slowed down a bit, and he turned his head to look at the empty school road, and there was no sign of Yui Ogata there.

She came to the tennis club to find Senior Yagyu, and they left together.

The boy didn't know why, this matter slowly became heavy in his heart, overwhelmed by the joy of the holiday and the reprimand from the deputy minister, he stopped in the empty training field.

Someone came forward with concern, and when he was about to speak, he saw his expression and ran away in a hurry.

Even if no one told Akaya Kirihara, he knew that his eyes were turning a terrible crimson for no reason.

He was angry.

The streets are gradually bustling on weekends, and everything looks the same as usual.

Ogata Yui looked at Yagyu who had been silent beside him, "Don't you ask me where I'm going?"

"I can probably guess."

Yagyu Hiroshi turned around at the fork in the road and took the lead to walk forward. He stopped in front of a familiar shop and opened the door——

The old store doors creaked, and dust floated in the sun.

Time is almost turning back in front of your eyes.

Ogata Yui walked into the long-lost dim sum shop. She hadn't been here for a long, long time, because this was the first hobby Hiroshi Yagyu gave up for her.

She took many flavors of chocolate bars from the shelves and piled them on the seats.

Liu Sheng looked up.

"At that time, didn't you want to ask me which flavor I like?" Yui Ogata unwrapped the package, "Although it's been a while, maybe you can get the answer now."

She took a bite and finished eating quietly, then opened the second package.

The afternoon sun shines in through the window lattice, and the wind blows the leaves outside.

There were more and more empty packages on the table, but Yui Ogata seemed to be dissatisfied all the time. She reached out and opened another bag. This time it was a strange wasabi chocolate. "I sure don't like this."

On the opposite side, Liu Sheng handed her a glass of water.

"It's too spicy..." Ogata Yui lowered his head to hide his emotions, "It's just too spicy."

"I know."

"Try this."

She was about to get another flavor when Yagyu grabbed her wrist.

"Don't eat it." Yagyu Hiroshi sighed, his emotions were always hidden so deeply that people couldn't tell the meaning, "Xiao Wei, I don't really care that much."

"But……"

"Whatever you like, or whoever you like...you can." The young man frowned slightly, as if he was considering more credible words, "I didn't make the choice because of this."

"That's why?"

"In the beginning, I just wanted to ensure that you would not be influenced by anyone." He lowered his eyes, "It's strange, isn't it, but the end result is that I imprisoned you in this reincarnation."

The young man found a precious flower somewhere, and the thorns stabbed him. He didn't know who to give it to, and he couldn't keep it for himself, so he had to hold it tightly in his hand.

Even though he knew that as long as he let go, everything would be over.

But he still chose to stay where he was, choosing the world made up of blood and blooming flowers.

The surroundings instantly quieted down.

Yui Ogata let go of his hand, and the snacks fell on the table with a soft sound.

She looked at Yagyu Hiroshi behind the lens, as if she was trying to tell whether what he said was true or not.She has faced too many different "likes", but Yagyu Hiroshi told her "it's not because of likes".

"Go out."

Yagyu stood up, looking like it was just a pointless place for him.

On an unfamiliar street, Ogata was aimless, and Yagyu, who had always had a plan, didn't object. He just followed silently, as if waiting for her to stop.

The sky is getting darker and darker, and the night is quietly shrouded, and the Ferris wheel not far away is shining in the night.

Ogata Yui pointed at the spinning Ferris wheel and suddenly said, "Let's go there."

Liu Sheng glanced at the time, "The amusement park will close soon."

"Yes..." Ogata Yui's expression was a bit pity, "Then there is no other way."

"Do you like it?"

"I just think it looks pretty." On the river embankment at night, with the evening wind blowing gently, Ogata Yui sat down on the lawn, "However, you can see it from here."

It is clear that the museum is about to close, but the Ferris wheel in the playground is still spinning round and round, as if there is no end.

Ogata Yui propped his chin and admired it for a while before realizing something was wrong, and reached out to Yanagi Hiroshi for a pocket watch.Sure enough, the time on the pocket watch kept going back and forth.

The girl showed a helpless expression.

"Hirus, don't turn back time in such a place..."

She buckled the cold metal case of the pocket watch and held it in the palm of her hand.

The slight movement of the hour hand is still trembling slightly in the hand, as if passing through the blood vessels, rushing in the blood until it reaches a certain place in the heart to resonate.

Yagyu Hiroshi obviously didn't follow her advice, the Ferris wheel was still spinning and flickering in reverse time.

"You actually reset my time of day, right?" Yui Ogata looked at the dim light in the distance, and suddenly said, "When I was sick."

"Ah."

"why?"

"Because..." Liu Sheng said, "This question is meaningful only if you ask me."

"At that time, I didn't doubt you at all," Ogata Yui was taken aback, "You have always been the only person I trust."

"Did I disappoint you?"

"No." Yui Ogata shook his head and said solemnly, "I mean, even now, I only believe in you."

The boy tilted his head, his expression was blurred by the night, "Why?"

Ogata Yui's fingertips landed on his bandage-wrapped wound, rubbed his thumb, and there was a fine itch, "I think, in this world, you are the only one who will never hurt me."

Even if she didn't feel pain, Yagyu Hiroshi would rather get hurt himself.

He is such a person.

"Last night I was thinking, if you still say to let me stay this time, I will say yes."

"But you've changed your mind now."

Ogata Yui closed his eyes, "Yes, I changed my mind."

"..."

"I can stay, but I can't let you stay anymore." Her voice fell into the night, as light as a feather, "Birus, why are you going to the tennis club today?"

"..."

"Is it a habit?"

"probably."

The too long past occupied him, and he almost lost his imagination of the future.

When she saw the empty study room of Liu Sheng's house, she seemed to see the young man's glance over the edge of the book again in front of her eyes. It was a kind of silent and silent loneliness, which was indescribable, as if it could swallow everything, and then was deeply suppressed by him. .

"I can't let you continue to live in Yui Ogata's shadow."

The ferris wheel returns to the origin again.

"To me, you will never be the same as other people."

In endless reincarnation, they constitute each other.

It is the only anchor point for each other in the turbulent river of fate, the first color of the soul.

"But let go of the responsibility I shouldn't bear, Bilushi." She held his hand, gently put the pocket watch in her palm and gathered it up, "Time can no longer restrain you. No one can."

Liu Sheng stared at the girl in front of him seriously.

For a long time, he always imagined that there was a fire somewhere, and he just watched it burn, never approaching it.

He was waiting for the wind and snow to be stronger, or for the pouring rain, no matter what, he would never get close.

He watched the fire burning in the cold wind, rolling up dead branches, trees, forests, cities, and the whole world fell into the flames, and he still didn't take a step closer.In the end, there was nothing to ignite, and there were embers all around. He stood in the embers, still handsome and spotless.

He almost used everything in exchange for a posture of staying out of the matter, and he couldn't even talk about the reason for staying at this moment.

"it is good."

He nodded, and the time eliminated the redundant words.

Time finally stopped going backwards repeatedly, the dim light in the distance went out, and the Ferris wheel stopped spinning.

The night revealed its original lackluster face.

A car sped by on the silent road, and a happy birthday song was playing in the passing car.

Ogata Yui stood up and patted the grass clippings on his body: "It's a new day, Hiroshi."

"Ah."

"What are you going to do tomorrow?"

Liu Sheng paused for a moment, "I haven't thought about it."

"I don't know either," Ogata Yui raised his head, "This is really a fresh question, isn't it?"

Yagyu Hiroshi also stood up, his figure fell into the darkness, blurred like a mist, he was about to speak, when suddenly someone embraced him, the young man froze for a moment, and gently folded his arms.

It's an almost pure embrace that doesn't care about the past and doesn't need the future.

There is no preamble, and there is no need for an ending.

He noticed that Yui Ogata was trembling in his arms, and warm tears soaked the shirt, gradually cooling down.

Someone's question hurriedly passed by his ear.

"—Are you really not tempted?"

That little girl who often invites you to play together when you are reading a book.

Are you really not interested?

The wind that whizzed by that year pierced the wound on the palm.

Are you really not interested?

Repeat the falling cherry blossoms, the vague smile of the flower shadow.

Are you really not interested?

The window opened in the morning, the tone of brisk greeting.

Are you really not interested?

……

In the time of reincarnation, Liu Sheng, who is sober, cannot have any selfishness.

Once he shows any preference, Ogata Yui will be shaped into another appearance and passively walk into his life.

So the young man firmly pressed that heart in place, extinguished his emotions with reason, stayed out of the matter, and lived every day in a regular manner, leaving nothing, not even her.

No one witnessed the heart from beating to death.

Memory is like a long letter that is soaked, the words and sentences on it cannot be read, and it becomes a waste paper that no longer has meaning.

What kind of feelings he has for Ogata Yui, no one in this world can analyze.

Yagyu Hiroshi thought that he didn't deceive anyone, this deception was just to deceive himself from the beginning.

And it worked.

The author has something to say: In short, this is Liu Sheng.

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Raylene1;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 3 for Raylene;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 17 bottles of Jiuyou yusa; 10 bottles of Wenjiu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!