[Net Wang] Tennis rackets also chase male gods

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Xiyuan Temple Yuye turned her head, and her younger sister Yan Ye was standing at the entrance of the tennis department, standing in the center where everyone's eyes met.

Such an effect, of course, is not enough to cause a single call.

Xiyuansi Youye has always known that her younger sister Yan Ye is a natural luminous body, and she is the subject of discussion wherever she stops.

Once, she was proud of such a younger sister.

Later, she was jealous of such a younger sister.

Now, she has lost her identity as Xiyuan Temple Yuye, and among the crowd, she looks at her with the sunshine of a stranger.

Xiyuan Temple Yanye was wearing a refreshing tennis skirt, with a high maroon ponytail, probably because she had just exercised, her cheeks were dyed with two red clouds, which made her beautiful face even more beautiful.

She is a refreshing and sunny girl - such a personality seems more suitable for the little girl next door, rather than the campus goddess.However, she is the latter.

Many followers commented on her in this way: "Girls who are sunny and energetic often lack delicate emotions, and girls who are gentle and friendly often lack inner strength, but Xiyuansi students perfectly blend them into their own characters. Even The hair of Xiyuanji students is warm, bright, and the color of the sun."

In Xiyuan Temple Yuye's heart, it was not like this.

The Yanye in Xiyuan Temple Yuye's heart is a patchwork of two completely different images.Just like a shattered mirror, it was only broken into two pieces, but they were clearly separated, and so was her words.

Yan Ye, who was young and sick, was her loving sister.

The excellent and dazzling Yan Ye is the existence she can't help but be jealous of.

Jealousy is a derogatory term.

Xiyuanji Yuye, like all girls, does not want this word to appear on her body.

But in the depths of her heart, such an emotion was truly buried.

I just thought that this person was Yan Ye...

The Yan Ye whom everyone praised, the Yan Ye who made his parents proud, and the Yan Ye who always made his sister Yuye a foil...

Even the humble Xiyuansi pomelo leaf has the right to be unfair to herself.

Xiyuanji Yanye had already obtained the consent of Genichiro Sanada, and she walked into the tennis court step by step, stepping on the afterglow of the setting sun, and approaching Xiyuanji Yuye step by step with nervous anticipation.

There was a small pendant shining on Saiyuanji Yanye's collarbone, stabbing Saiyuanji Yuye's eye.

"Are you calling me?" Xiyuanji Youye heard her own voice, as if it came from a distant horizon.

The person she asked was Xiyuanji Yanye, Xiyuanji Yanye walked straight towards her, and nodded slightly, as if he was afraid that a little heavier would break the current illusion.

"I think you have misunderstood the person. My name is Sakaki Kuba."

As Xiyuanji Yuye said this, it was strange to find that there seemed to be a faint smile on her face all the time.

"Obviously... looks like the same person..."

Xiyuanji Yanye looked at Xiyuanji Yuye in disbelief, refusing to let go of any of her sister's characteristics.

It may be that Xiyuanji Yanye's expression was too disappointed, and the kind jackal Sanghara answered her: "Student Xiyuanji, you have mistaken the person." He said, pointing to Xiyuanji Yuye: "This She's a classmate from Sakaki who transferred from Tokyo's private Hyotei Academy, and the current manager of our tennis club."

Nioh Masaharu casually played with his pigtails, and added a prefix to the title given by Jackal Kuwahara: "The current manager who will start the 'one-month trial period' from today."

Xiyuan Temple Pomelo Leaf: ...

"Naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa?" Marui Bunta suddenly appeared from Jackal Kuwahara's shoulder, shouting: "Jack! Look, even Saiyuanji classmate can't recognize that Sakaki is not her sister. I put Sakaki at first. It’s no surprise that it’s Xiyuanji pomelo leaf!”

"No one seems to say you're weird," Masaharu Nioh cast a glance at Fumta Marui, and said with deep meaning, "Or—do you think that someone mistook Sakaki for the older sister of a classmate of Xiyuanji, and it was widely spread in school that Liu was confessed to by a ghost?" strange events?"

Marui Fumta, who was caught black history, jumped his feet angrily, and before he had time to scold Masaharu Nioh, he heard Genichiro Sanada shout: "Nioh!"

Nioh Masaharu glanced at Xiyuanji Yanye, saw her pale face, knew that he had lost his sense, so he had to apologize: "I'm sorry, Xiyuanji classmate."

Hello!

Nioh Masaharu!The person you should really apologize to is here!

Xiyuansi Yuye had a slumped face, but his eyes were emitting protest signals.

She was widely rumored to be a monster or something, but she was the real victim, right?

and many more!

Σ(っ°Д°;)っWhy doesn't she know that she has become a ghost, or the ghost who confessed to Liu, or the ghost who confessed to Liu and was publicized? !

Please explain!

Xiyuan Temple Youye thought hard, but her heart was still heavy.

As if sensing Xiyuan Temple Yuye's bad mood, Xianzi called her in a low voice: "Youye..."

Even if she refuses to admit it, she is still Xiyuanji Yuba.

Xiyuanji Yuye still smiled lightly——

It is also because she is Xiyuanji Yuye, so she will not admit her identity at this time.

It's another dusk.

The clouds in the sky were burning red and bright, but not as dazzling as the pendant on Xiyuansi Yanye's neck.

Xiyuanji Youye let out a breath, and for the first time since meeting Xiyuanji Yanye, she looked at her long-lost sister.

Yan Ye of Xiyuan Temple was in a trance.

Sakaki camphor leaves.

The person in front of him who looked like Yuzuba in appearance and demeanor was called Sakuraba.

Xiyuanji Yanye, what are you thinking?

She clearly knew that her sister Youye was still lying on the hospital bed, and she might never wake up under the doctor's announcement.

What are you expecting?

Xiyuan Temple Yanye's nails dug into her palms, she bit her lips tightly, the blush on her cheeks gradually dissipated, she looked pale and tired.

"I'm sorry, Sakaki-san!" Xiyuanji Yanye bowed deeply, Xiyuanji Yuzuha took a step back subconsciously, only to hear her reluctantly say: "I misidentified the wrong person and disturbed Sakaki-san. Then, I'll go over to the women's tennis first." The last sentence was said to everyone in the tennis club, and the hesitation of Xiyuanji Yuba stuck in her throat.

Xiyuanji Yanye walked towards the gate of the tennis club, Xiyuanji Yuye stood in the distance, almost unable to restrain her impulse, she wanted to run over and hug her sister fiercely.

But... that shiny necklace flickered in front of Xiyuansi Yuye again.

Xiyuanji Yuba lowered her eyelids.

It should be her who should really say sorry, dear Yan Ye.

In fact, the cleverness belongs to Yan Ye, and the stupidity belongs to her. The jealousy caused by being treated differently is not Yan Ye's fault.

——Even if you know it’s like this.

Xiyuanji Yuye smiled softly.

Even so...

How could you not care?

Xiyuan Temple Yuye is not jealous of her frail younger sister who takes away the love of her parents with her illness, because such illness brings more pain to Yan Ye, and when Yan Ye is in pain, she wants to give all her life away just like her parents. It's easy to hold it in front of Yan Ye.

What really makes Xiyuanji Yuye jealous... is Yan Ye's extraordinaryness and the treatment she has suffered because of it.

Xiyuan Temple Yuye's jealousy stems from inferiority complex.

Because Yan Ye's extraordinaryness contrasts her ordinaryness... Even if there are more ordinary people in this world.

Because of Yan Ye's extraordinaryness, she became a haze beside the clouds... Even the most cherished family members chose to ignore her haze and not give her a gleam of brilliance.

So, to become an extraordinary Saiyuanji Yuba!

Only in this way can she untie the knot in her heart and become the one who is worried because of Yan Ye's illness and happy because of Yan Ye's health. A good sister for Yan Ye's sake.

Only in this way can she reap her own happiness that she doesn't have to take from Yan Ye.

Xiyuanji Yuye's smile became real, replacing the emptiness of the previous second.

Liu Lian'er watched quietly, her expression indifferent.

At this time, Marui Bunta was instilling his ideas into Kirihara Akaya, and couldn't explain it for a long time, and his voice couldn't help but grow up: "That is to say, 'twins have telepathy' or something, that is all a lie! Look at that Yuansi classmate, my sister and strangers can't tell the difference, this is a strong proof!"

"So Marui-senpai still believes in telepathy ╮(╯▽╰)╭." Kirihara Akaya's point was wrong.

Marui Bunta followed Kirihara Chiya and made mistakes again and again: "Hey, you are contemptuous! Boy, you are really enough to talk to senior like this! Fight with me, senior will teach you a good lesson!"

The militant Kirihara Akaya's eyes lit up, and he did not forget to use his special skill of attracting hatred: "Senior, you want to be taught a lesson, I am happy to help."

"Why are these two pinching again?" Xianzi's voice rose slightly, revealing some evil taste of being a bystander.

Chi Feng corrected her mistake: "I don't use 'only' when referring to people, Xianzi."

"Pfft," Zhiya launched his taunting skills: "Chifeng's Chinese is not bad—as Kirihara Chiya's tennis racket, it's really surprising!"

Chifeng also yelled like Marui Bunta, and Ushiwakamaru said: "From this point of view, Chifeng looks more like Marui Bunta's tennis racket."

"Don't be melancholy," Xianzi comforted it: "Only you can act as its tennis racket for a stupid and cute existence like Marui Bunta."

Ushiwakamaru: ...

#立海大男冰营司有几个选择 and how many tennis rackets#

#They&They are crooked building masters#

The summary of pomelo leaves in Xiyuan Temple has countless lying guns ┑(￣Д￣)┍.

The author has something to say: Because I revised the previous chapter, I simply published this chapter together, so as not to cause false changes.

Anyway, it's not too long before the usual update time.