[Golden String + Net King] Arc

Rare silence.

Xiaoya glanced at her elder brother who was sitting across from her, who was eating elegantly, and then turned her head to look at her elder sister quietly sipping tea beside her, stuck out her tongue, obediently buried her head and continued to eat.

Really weird atmosphere.

They are clearly brothers and sisters, and their auras are so similar, but there is such a weird magnetic field between them, which makes people a little bit creepy.She has always been as active as her, and dare not be the one who stands out when the two of them are together.

Xiaoya complained silently in her heart, thinking that the atmosphere couldn't be more treacherous.

A few seconds later, the servant's words broke the silence and Xiaoya's judgment at the same time - the atmosphere became even more treacherous.

"Master Zima, two ladies, the old lady is back."

The corner of Yuki Azuma's mouth twitched into an inexplicable smile, clearly leaving the brightest side to Qing Yu who was seated opposite him, but his eyes never left the table.

If so, dear sister, what will you do?

Really looking forward to it.

Qing Yu's purple-gold eyes rippled, and they returned to calm.Still holding a white porcelain teacup in her white and slender hands, watching the white mist rise and dissipate in the air.

Xiaoya looked around in embarrassment, but still didn't dare to get up.

Qing Yu raised the corner of her mouth playfully, and stood up, "I'm leaving first." She had no interest in playing cat and mouse games here, "Thank you for your hospitality." You are very polite.

Xiaoya also got up hastily, "Sister, are you leaving?"

Qing Yu paused, just nodded, but didn't look back.

"Sister..." Xiaoya felt aggrieved.

I'm sorry, Xiaoya.In any case, the teak family has carried too much pain after I came to this world.Such a heavy childhood past is too dark even for an immature child, let alone for her who comes from another world and has always faced the whole world with a pessimistic attitude.You have the surname "Teak", and it is doomed that the two of us will never go back to our youth, and we will never become sisters who know everything.

After all, the teak family was her wound that was too deep.

If it weren't for the boy with ice blue hair, she might never be able to get out of the obstacle in her heart.Thinking of this, I began to miss the boy at home very much.

Stepping out of the Japanese room, you can see the hem of the deep purple gorgeous kimono at the door from a distance, and the grandparents and grandchildren will meet after many years.However, she was tired, and she no longer had the enthusiasm to participate in such a drama.

Without hesitation, he took a step back, turned sideways and walked to the courtyard wall, secretly thanking himself for wearing sports attire and never giving up tennis training to practice his arm strength.With a distance of two steps, he kicked hard with his back foot, while grasping the wall with both hands, propped up with both arms, and easily climbed over the old courtyard wall.Patting the dust off her hands, Qing Yu poker-faced, stretched out her hand to hail a taxi, and got in the car.

Really, the morning of love and hate entanglement.

Really, boring.

Azuma Yuuki, if this is what you were aiming for, then sorry to disappoint you.

At the same time, in the courtyard separated by a wall, the purple-haired boy rubbed his somewhat sore nose, and the smile on his lips became brighter and brighter after receiving strong resentment.

Such an approach is indeed somewhat unexpected—and reasonable.

My dear sister, how can I let you easily live the life of an ordinary high school student after being a hands-off shopkeeper for so many years?

You have experienced such freedom and unrestraint, but my restraint has never been reduced.

Really, a little jealous.

So, what should come, I will impose on you.Whether you hate it or avoid it, I will take this class.

**

Seeing the gate of Yuesen's house from a distance, Qing Yu actually felt like going home.Throwing down a few hundred yuan notes, Qing Yu rushed out of the car impatiently.

Hastily opened the door with the key provided by Yue Sen, and heard the absent-minded sound of the piano upstairs, Qing Yu unconsciously quickened her pace and ran upstairs.By the time he got to the door of the piano room, he was already out of breath.

The sound of the violin stopped abruptly.

Yuesen put down the violin, and saw the panting girl, with a worried expression in his eyes, "Yu? How do you..." The question that I wanted to say got stuck in the girl's sudden hug.

Qing Yu put her hands around the boy's neck, resting her forehead on his neck, and slowly calmed her breathing.Smelling the faint peppermint smell coming from the boy, Qing Yu suddenly felt that the teak family's affairs were actually no big deal.

Yuesen maintained the posture of holding the piano in one hand and the bow in the other hand, without moving, looking at the girl who threw herself into his arms with some surprise and some worry.

After a few minutes, Qing Yu finally raised his head.Seeing Yuesen's cautious appearance, he smiled with a rare mischievousness.

Yuesen frowned slightly, put the violin in his hand aside, supported Qingyu's shoulder, and said seriously and solemnly, "Yu." But the only thing he said was the girl's name.

Qing Yu restrained her teasing a bit, and became more emotional and serious, "Lian, Lian, Lian..."

Tsukimori tentatively slid one hand to the girl's back, put it on, and then tried to pat the girl's back a few times. "I am here."

Qing Yu closed her eyes, and hugged the boy in front of her tightly.

"Lian, thank you..."

Thank you, Lian.For so many years, he has been waiting for me, has been following my footsteps, and has never given up.You understand my persistence, my willfulness, my fragility, and my sensitivity, but you have always tolerated me, forgive me, and support me.

With you like this, how can I pay back, and how can I be willing to turn around again.

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Clicks are finally up a bit...albeit still pathetic. . .

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