Peach Blossom with Human Face.

Things are wrong.

Guan Yue finally felt the great malice of the world when he saw the boy with iris-purple hair skillfully draw a small racket on paper for practice.

——Is this world too small?No matter how you go out to relax, you can meet someone playing tennis... Really, enough.

Guan Yue raised his forehead and couldn't help expressing his despair at this world full of tennis.

Iris's head turned around, turned to his side, gave him a smile that could fascinate all living beings, and then asked him—"Can you play tennis?"

Guanyue shook his head, trying to make himself look more believable, his answer was still the same as when he answered Buer Zhouzhu before, "I have called before."

"Really? That's such a pity. Tennis is a very good sport." Ibiza's head turned back to draw again. The piece of paper on which the tennis racket was drawn just now has been turned over, and Yukimura is still there. A few pens added a tennis ball.

Yes, tennis is a good sport, it's a pity he didn't have the courage to pick up the racket again.Guanyue smiled wryly from an angle Yukimura couldn't see, raised the camera, and took pictures in a disguised way.

The sunset over the Kanagawa Sea lives up to its reputation and is quite spectacular.At the place where the sea and the sky meet, a round of red sun, surrounded by golden light, slowly begins to sink, from a complete circle to a semicircle. The sun and the reflection in the sea form a perfect symmetry, but the sun in the sea There is a sparkling light that cannot appear in the sun in the sky, spreading round and round.

The time when Yukimura wrote the pen was when more than half of the circle was left. At this time, the reflection and the real body together look nondescript, but they also have a unique sense of beauty.This kind of beauty is difficult to grasp. Yukimura also wants to see what kind of beauty he can draw with his own painting skills.

Quite willful, but his willfulness is based on the fact that he has tried many times, and he can barely be regarded as acting in a planned way.

The paint is mixed with water, spread layer by layer on the paper, the tip of the pen hooks the color, and with a little bit, it smudges on the background color, either dark or light.There is a strange fusion of strong red and serene blue at the junction, which no longer looks like the beautiful scenery that can be seen in reality.

but--

Guanyue looked away from the drawing paper, looking at the distant sun and sea that were about to completely set.

What he painted was the sea of ​​Kanagawa. After watching most of the process, Guanyue was sure that Yukimura just added a little artistic technique, but the effect was surprisingly good.

"Let's go, Moon-Guan."

When Guan Yue realized it, Yukimura Seichi had already put away the portfolio, and the half-finished painting could only be taken back after it was dried, so it was still floating in Yukimura's hand at this time.Yukimura showed him another soft and gentle smile, as terrifying as ever.

"So fast?" In fact, he was still a little dazed looking at the moon. Although the sun had already set, the sky had not yet darkened. The sea of ​​Kanagawa in this period had a different kind of tranquil beauty, and he hadn't lifted the camera in his hand for a long time.

Guanyue flipped through the photos just now, and was about to take a few more photos to develop, when she suddenly found a photo where the protagonist was not Kanagawa Kai.

——Gods make ghosts.

The protagonist in that photo is a teenager with iris-purple curly hair, a slender and straight back, holding a paintbrush in his hand, as if he is thinking about where to put his next stroke.The background is half blocked, but still the Kanagawa sea and the setting sun remain undiminished.

The young man bathed in the golden sunshine is so beautiful that he is not like ordinary people.

"What's the matter?" Yukimura, who had finally put the dried painting back into his portfolio, looked back a little strangely, seeing the boy who just came to Kanagawa today holding up his camera like an idiot and kept watching, "Don't you feel that the live version of the sunset is more beautiful?" Does it look good?"

Guanyue hesitated to speak, looked at the one in the camera and then at the live version, finally shook his head and spoke——

"Do you mind if I tell the truth, Yukimura-san?"

"Huh?" Yukimura was even more confused now, but he remained polite, "I don't mind."

"You are really beautiful, even a little too beautiful."

Guanyue's words were very sincere, even too sincere.

--roll.

Yukimura Seiichi's eyes showed the word brightly.

As a guest, the Yukimura family will accommodate his choice most of the time, but there are also some principles that cannot be lost, such as tennis.

Guan Yue never thought that there would be a family who would regard watching tennis as a family activity, until Yukimura Seichi refreshed his three views.

There is no doubt that Yukimura Seiichi is very good, but the indulgence of Yukimura Seiichi's family to Yukimura Seiichi is still unique, even his younger sister who is still in kindergarten and has no interest in tennis can still support the game broadcast on TV. Come on cheers.

Guanyue, who didn't want to participate in the activities at other people's homes, was going back to her room to read after dinner, but Yukimura's sister grabbed her forearm and didn't dare to break free, so she had to walk stiffly in front of the TV.

"Kana?" Guanyue sat down, Yukimura Kana leaned against him tightly, he was sandwiched between the siblings, and the way Yukimura Seichi looked at him made him feel a bit out of place.

"Kana, you don't like brother, do you?" Yukimura pretended to be hurt, and looked at the profile of Yukimura Kana across the moon. The little girl snorted and turned her head at a wider angle. This time, Yukimura could only look at To the back of the iris-purple head that was exactly the same as her own.

After a while, Kana's angry voice came, "I don't want to sit next to my brother, it's too shocking, and I'm not a tennis player, how do I know so much, brother, you really like to ask me..."

"It's my brother's fault, okay? Kana, come and sit down, you can see that Kanyue-kun is so stiff." Yukimura Seichi said with a smile.

Obviously when facing Kana, he was still a 24-year-old good brother, but in a blink of an eye he started to smear others, Yukimura Seichi, you are really despicable.

"Hmm, heh, it's okay, Kana, you can sit wherever you want." Guanyue raised her hand that was originally placed on her thigh, and began to rub against her fingertips and hair. With a familiar touch, he smiled, After a pause, "Anyway, the brother who likes you the most won't have any objections, will he?"

Kana, who had never seen Guanyue like this before, was stunned for a moment, and then she blurted out words without thinking, although even if she thought about it, she would not think of anything, "Brother Guanyue, you So beautiful! Although not as good-looking as my brother, but also so beautiful!"

stiff.

Yukimura, who was defeated by the army just now, suddenly felt better. Although his sister's words also involved him, but if it was his sister, he didn't mind being teased. The enemy, the enemy who is said to be "beautiful".

If this is the real Guanyue, it is much more pleasing to the eye than the lifeless look before, at least he has the appearance of being a "human".

Yukimura Seiichi thought about it, frowning.

——What exactly happened to make a person who loves tennis so much choose to give up?

Guan Yue's every move shows his own contradictions.Mingming likes tennis very much, but refuses to even take a tennis racket; Mingming knows many tennis players well, but still says he has only played for a while; Mingming is so proud, but still pretends to know nothing... …

Does he have confidence in himself or does he think everyone around him is a fool?

——Looking at the beginning of the month.

He sighed.

Two people who know tennis watched silently, and three laymen commented chatteringly. No one said it was good, and no one said it was bad.

"Watch the moon."

When going up the stairs, Seiichi Yukimura suddenly called out to Guan Yue who was next to him, and got a puzzled look, and both of them stopped.

"As you said, you don't play tennis anymore."

There is a lamp above Yukimura Seiichi's head. I don't know if he chose it here on purpose, but under the warm yellow light, Yukimura's expression can't be seen clearly. The face that countless people call "beauty" At this moment, it is hidden in the shadow of the light, leaving only a vague sense of beauty.

But with Yukimura Seiichi like this, he also has the ability to make countless people scream for him. Sure enough, the innate beauty can do anything well.

Guan Yue withdrew his gaze, and his reaction was very cold.

"Yes."

"Would you like to make a bet?"

Guan Yue: "Ah? What bet?"

Yukimura Seichi smiled inscrutablely: "I bet you will pick up a tennis racket again, dare you bet?"

Guan Yue's reaction was still cold: "Okay."

Yukimura Seiichi didn't mind what he said at all, or he knew he would agree, which was the pride of the two of them.

Guan Yue, do you know that you love tennis more than you think?

And people who like tennis to this extent, even if they want to give up, it will not be now.

The author has something to say:

"Peach blossom with human face" and "things are different from people" are synonymous terms, which means seeing the scenery you have seen before but now it is different.

The second half is very painful to masturbate, so it is certain that the writing is not good, everyone just read it and don't dislike me.

Yukimura has been ooc for a long time, so I won't say more, Kana's little sister is super cute, do you want to marry me?

"Yukimura Seiichi, it's salvation."

Ask for comments!Little angels!

2016

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