Net King's Waiting

"Boom!!!" Accompanied by lightning bolts, bursts of thunder came one after another, and for a while, there was a strong wind, and the thick trees were swayed from side to side by the wind, and the leaves made a "squeaky" sound. It was the prelude to the approaching storm.

The teenagers who were sleeping soundly just now didn't feel sleepy at all, they were all busy making preparations, in case when the storm came later, there wasn't even a place to hide.

As the only two girls present, Donglin Zichen and Qiuwu Fengran were not allowed to join the "overtime" team, they got together and watched everyone busy.

"Hey, Feng Ran, have you settled with Yukimura Seiki?" Zi Chen asked suddenly.

Feng Ran withdrew his gaze from Yukimura Seiichi, pursed his lips and said, "My grandfather doesn't know..."

Zichen laughed, "He still wants you to marry Atobe?"

"En..." Fengran pursed her lips, and said dissatisfiedly: "I don't know what's so good about that peacock, so I let grandpa be so stubborn." But it was a look at a certain uncle who was in a panic.

Zichen stretched out his index finger and flicked Fengran's forehead lightly. Although it didn't hurt, Fengran still covered his forehead and looked at Zichen to show his dissatisfaction.

"You said you were stupid and you said you were smart." Zichen looked like he hated iron but not steel, seeing Fengran's puffy face, Zichen's hands itched for a moment, and he grabbed Fengran's bulging face Pick up the meat, pinch it, "If you want your grandfather to get rid of this idea, try hard to help Atobe find a girlfriend. At that time, even if your grandfather wants to marry you to Atobe, it won't work, yes no?"

Fengran's eyes lit up, "Then is there any girl you like in Atobe?" If there is, she will rush back tomorrow to tell grandpa the great "good news"!

"As far as I know, there isn't one yet." "It's okay! If there isn't one, let's "create" one for him!!" Feng Ran clenched her fists, and for the bright future of herself and Jingshi, she will fight this time!

"Zi Chen, I'm going to help re-build the tent!!" With a goal, there is motivation, Qiu Wu Fengran can't rest for a moment now, she ran to the direction of Yukimura Seiichi after she finished speaking.

Zichen looked up at the dark sky, frowned, the storm might come sooner than she expected.Zichen thought about it, and decided to help them, she didn't want to be drowned by the rain.With the addition of Fengran and Zichen, the speed of tent construction has also been accelerated. After all, when the two of them were training in the jungle, they were already familiar with this kind of thing.

Before the storm came, the tent was barely reinforced, and they were not afraid that the wind would blow the tent over. After the tent was set up, everyone quickly hid in the tent, fearing that they would be wet by the rain. There was no hot water for them to bathe, so they could only make do with it, and even the young master Atobe didn't say much, who else would complain.

Listening to the sound of "swooshing" rain outside, "whirling" wind, and the thunder that resounded through the sky, the teenagers are deeply repenting in their hearts. Why did they decide to stay here overnight in a moment of enthusiasm!No matter how regretful they are, after a tiring day, everyone is tired. Even though the noise outside is very loud, they all regard it as a "lullaby" and slowly fall asleep. ． ． ． ． ．

"Wake up!!" The teenagers who were sleeping soundly were awakened by the "Hedong Lion's Roar". They rubbed their sore eyes, some continued to fall asleep, and some put on their shoes and dallyed to the outside of the tent. Walking and opening the "door", what they saw was the red clouds in the sky. Looking around, they left behind the greenery after the rain. As the leaves dripped down, some dripped into the soil, some into the grass, slowly infiltrated into the soil, dripped into the lake, or in the small water, all made a crisp sound, all of a sudden, It seems that there is only the drop-by-drop sound left in the world, sometimes mixed with the sound of birdsong, which makes people feel refreshed.

Seeing the few people who came out, Coach Saito stared at the distant sky and said to them: "Go and wake up everyone else, or it will be too late."

"Yes!!" After a while of jumping around (note: mainly due to the "hard work" of some bad-tempered ones), everyone finally arrived. Coach Saito didn't have any other orders, and he still looked at the sky. Everyone casually found a comfortable seat and sat down, talking about the gaze of Coach Saito, their breathing suddenly stopped, and they were fascinated by the bewitching scenery.The sun in the sky has not yet risen, but its light has already shone out. It may be due to the storm last night. The transparency of the air is much better than usual. They can see the light "breaking through" from the surrounding layers of white clouds out", rendering the sky into their own colors. ． ． ． ． ．

At this moment, they seemed to understand Coach Saito's intentions.

With a "click", the picture was recorded. Under the illumination of the rising sun, a group of teenagers stared at it, and their backs looked even taller. ． ． ． ． ．

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"After going down the mountain this time, you two will be separated, so let's talk now if you have anything to say!" At such a time, people who would say such destructive words, except for the bad coach Saito, don't think of him.

The scene fell silent for a while, and then there were voices of saying goodbye to each other and encouraging each other.

Zi Chen quietly approached Bu Er who was standing at the side, and took his hand, and the two quietly moved away from the crowd with a tacit understanding.

By the lake, Bu Er took Zi Chen into his arms and whispered in her ear: "We will be together forever..." Because I love you, no matter what dangerous things you do in Italy, I will always With you, waiting is enough, we have to stay together. ． ． ． ． ．

The author has something to say: it's over. . . . . .

☆、End Announcement

Although it was a bit hasty, I still finished this article.