[Golden String + Net King] Arc

【Three】First Appearance

Countless emotions flashed across the purple pupils, including astonishment, astonishment, heartache, guilt and even guilt and regret...all of them were intricate and intertwined.

Faced with such questioning, Qing Yu dared not look directly at him like this.

After all, she has single-handedly controlled the disappearance of these years.

The sound of the door leading to the stage opening lightly broke the eerie silence. The dark-blue-haired boy pushed his gold-rimmed eyes, exchanged glances with the brown-haired man beside him, and politely turned to the contestants in the stage. He nodded in greeting, and then turned to the dazed girl, "Xiaoyu, are you free? Let's have dinner together tonight." Known as the "Military Master", Bingdi Genius naturally didn't miss this weird atmosphere.

Qing Yu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and for the first time felt that Ren Zu's face was not so annoying.Rarely nodded obediently, "Okay." Just as he was about to turn around, the force of the grasp on his right hand increased instantly.

"Leave again?" The suppressed anger leaked out bit by bit, and the golden eyes were fixed on the girl in front of him.

Qing Yu's heart trembled, and finally he sighed.

In any case, his leaving without saying goodbye at the beginning gave him too much impact.

But this time, she seemed to have lost the courage to turn around resolutely.

Stretching out his left hand, he put the bowstring he was holding on the violin bag beside him, and in the eyes of everyone, he gently hugged the boy without hesitation. So much taller. "Lian, I won't leave. This time, I won't leave. Huh?"

Yuesen's rapid breathing gradually calmed down, and his mood was no longer the excitement just now, and he gradually calmed down.The icy blue hair sticks to the side of the cheek, trembling slightly.

Confirming the girl's promise, the golden eyes still stared at the girl, "Okay."

Slowly let go of his right hand, and watched the other white hand withdraw from his palm with some reluctance.

Qing Yu laughed lightly.

"Yu!" Yuesen was a little annoyed.

Qing Yu pursed the corners of her lips pretending to be serious, but couldn't hide the smile flickering in her eyes.He lowered his head and rummaged through his pockets to take out his mobile phone, and handed it to Yuesen.

Yuesen took it knowingly, entered a series of numbers to save, and then dialed.Satisfied when he heard his cell phone ringing, he pressed the button.

There is a kind of tacit understanding, no need for words, it permeates naturally.

**

Qing Yu took a sip of the barley tea in front of her, and carefully looked at the cup in her hand.The cyan porcelain cup has the pattern of green bamboo, and the light brown of the barley tea and the cyan tea cup blend into a harmonious color, which makes people involuntarily quiet down.

The two teenagers on the opposite side took their seats.Both sides are looking at each other.

Her silvery-purple hair curled up unconvincingly, and her indigo eyes were too deep for her age, and it wasn't hard to find the arrogance in them—a natural leader.

Qing Yu secretly admired the boy's natural aura in his heart.

Atobe on the opposite side was also looking at the girl.An ordinary white T-shirt can hardly conceal her temperament, her sitting posture is elegant, and her demeanor is very elegant.The shadow cast by the white peaked cap made it difficult for him to directly see what kind of face such a girl had. Now, the peaked cap was placed on the seat beside her, and her long, smooth black hair hung down to her waist. Under the refraction of the light, it was She adds a softness.Under the shallow slanted bangs, the purple eyes are shining with agility, the tall and delicate nose has a beautiful curvature, and the two pink thin lips are lightly pursed.

Lazy yet noble, delicate yet majestic.

Withdrawing his scrutiny, the corner of his mouth curled up, and the emperor first started the introduction, "Hello, my uncle is Keigo Atobe."

Qing Yu almost choked, and subconsciously pursed her lips.Immediately correct color. "Hello, Qing Yu."

He pushed his glasses with patience and did not make a speech.Instead, Qing Yu glanced at Ren Zu from the corner of his eye curiously and provocatively.

Renzuzu's eyes were complicated before.In any case, the embarrassment of yesterday is still there.But at this time, she subconsciously clenched her fist in front of her lips to cover her upturned mouth—why didn't she realize that this cheap little girl was pretty, ahem, cute.

Even though.

Shaking his head secretly, it might be him who has always been biased.

What she said yesterday also woke him up.Could it be that his identity as the young master of the Ninzu family blinded him and made him ignore the most basic way of dealing with people.

"Yo, cough, Xiaoyu." Renzu smiled gracefully, "When will you be free, would you be willing to show me your violin?"

Qing Yu took another sip of tea, then glanced at him lightly, "Tickets."

Shinobu silently twitched the corner of his mouth.cute?He takes it back.

Atobe retracted the ring in front of his chest with one hand, and brushed his hair on the sideburns with the other hand, "Ah, Shinobu, it's really not gorgeous."

Qing Yu suppressed a sharp smile.

"Atobe, don't mind if I call you that." Qing Yu put down her teacup, but her tone was not inquiring, trying to suppress the corners of her mouth, "I don't know if the gorgeous Atobe knows someone."

"uh-huh?"

"Isaac Lewis."

Before Atobu could open his mouth, Ninzu said, "That young violinist known as a 'genius'?" The legendary Isaac Lewis was only 19 years old, similar to their age, but his violin level had already reached At a professional level, he is the violinist of the world-renowned St. Lawrence Orchestra.Although he has not yet taken the position of chief violinist, it is amazing to have such strength at such a young age.

After sighing, Renzu realized something, and burst out laughing.

The veins on Atobu's forehead jumped happily.

The teenage prodigy, Isaac Lewis, was as famous as he was for his prodigious violin playing, for being -- narcissistic.Therefore, he was jokingly called the "Narcissus", the holy flower of St. Lawrence.

Qing Yu also raised the corners of his mouth and relaxed his body a little.

The mobile phone that was placed on the table vibrated, and the slender hand took it to browse the text messages. "Jing Wu, Yue Ren and the others seem to be arriving soon. Don't mind having a few more people?" The second half of the sentence was aimed at Qing Yu.

Qing Yu frowned subconsciously.She has never liked crowded places.If it wasn't for the fact that Renzu happened to break the weird atmosphere backstage today, she would not have agreed to the dinner invitation.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

The brief silence was broken by the melodious sound of the violin, and the tune of the Hail Mary sounded.Qing Yu tilted her head, took out a white mobile phone from her pocket, gestured apologetically to the two boys opposite, and picked it up, "Hi, I'm Qing Yu."

"Ah, Aunt Misa."

"Yes, I'm outside."

"Well, the teacher helped me arrange accommodation and found a hotel next to Xingzuo. I'm looking for a house for rent these days..."

"Yes……"

"Eh? Is that okay? Will you bother me?"

"That's it... um, okay. I'll trouble you then, Aunt Misa."

"Yes."

"Well, see you tonight."

Putting the phone in his pocket casually, the smile on the corner of his mouth could hardly be concealed.

Her little boy, still grown up.

but--

This way of playing the parental card is really enough-heh.

"Sorry." Qing Yu got up, "I have some things to do, I will leave first. Thank you for today's dinner, Atobe, and—" Tilting his head and looking at Renzu, Qing Yu bit his lower lip lightly, "Yushi. Thank you for your dinner."

Call it Shinobu, she hates this last name.

Call him brother, it's too cheap for him.

So, that's it.

Holding back a laugh, he rubbed the corners of his brows.

Yoshi?also good.

Qing Yu walked out in a good mood, and when she went out, she met a group of teenagers who entered.She moved sideways to give way, and almost bumped into the flower stand by the door.A hand stretched out to support her, they smiled friendly, nodded and missed each other.

It's just a bland episode.

After walking a few steps, the tall silver-haired boy suddenly turned his head, and the back of the girl who almost fell just now had gradually disappeared around the corner.Thinking a bit blankly, it seems, a little familiar?

"Changtaro, hurry up, I'm starving to death!" The red-haired boy bounced and turned around in front of him.

"Understood, Senior Yue Ren." The silver-haired boy scratched his hair, and a video suddenly flashed in his mind.Ah, my God!She seems to be the one!But looking back, how can there be a half shadow of a person?

Quite a bit frustrated.

"What's the matter, Chotaro?" Ninja looked at the always gentle junior with a little bit of research, curious about his frustrated expression.

"Ah, just now..." Chotaro paused, "It's nothing, I probably misunderstood..." Right?

**

It took some time to move the luggage from the hotel to the trunk of the taxi, and then watched the car stop under a small white western-style building.

The door was ajar, presumably it was opened for her.Qing Yu smiled, feeling a bit like going home.

The melodious sound of the violin came from the upstairs window, breaking the tranquility of the night sky.

He knocked on the door lightly, and met the woman's gentle smiling face.Hugging her generously, "Aunt Meisa..." sniffed with emotion.

Misa Hamai smiled and rubbed the hair of the girl who had already caught up with her, "Silly girl, why are you acting so coquettish?"

Qing Yu cuddled in Hamai Misa's arms coquettishly, rubbing against her for a while, flattering her, "Well, because I missed you."

"Oh. Alright, come in quickly." Helping the girl carry her luggage to the guest room on the second floor, she smiled.

Qing Yu looked nostalgicly at the room that had hardly changed in these years, with a light blue warm style and clean white curtains.Here is the purest time since she came to this world for more than ten years.

There are no grievances and hatreds of the previous generation, and there are no complicated twists and turns.Here, she's just a whisper to everyone.

"I'll call Ren over." Misa Hamai covered her lips lightly, smiling a bit.

Qing Yu was stunned, and tentatively said, "Aunt Meisha, you won't..." Didn't you tell that kid that I would live here?

The response was as gentle as a virgin, at least in the eyes of others.

The author has something to say:

Grandpa Atobe makes a gorgeous (maybe overdone) appearance...

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