[net king] light as fleeting

Ri Fujiwara took advantage of Suzuki Yukihime's nap time, lying on the window of the room, watching the tennis player on the beach who was working hard on running training.Probably because she is not used to the sand on the beach is always soft when stepping on it, and it is easy to sink into it if she uses too much force, Fujiwara Ri stared intently at the crooked postures of Xianghi and Jirou running among them.

A group of people finished their run, rested for a while, and then started doubles tennis training on the beach.Fujiwara Ri leaned against the window sill and watched intently all afternoon.

During the period when the holiday was approaching, Fujiwara Ri followed Atobe to the tennis club every day after school. She had nothing to do but could only watch the tennis club conduct various trainings to pass the time, and she never felt bored.

"Xiao Li." A gentle female voice sounded, and Fujiwara Ri immediately ran to Suzuki Yukihime's bed, pulled out the chair and sat down.

"Mom, do you want to drink water?" Fujiwara Ri put his hand on Suzuki Yukihime's forehead, feeling the obvious drop in temperature, and then breathed out.

With the weather approaching autumn, it seems that many people are prone to catch a cold and have a fever. Even though she closed the window when she left last night, Suzuki Yukihime still caught cold.

Seeing her mother nodding, Fujiwara quickly stood up and ran outside to pour a glass of warm water before running back: "Mom."

After drinking the water, Suzuki Yukihime still felt a little groggy, so Fujiwara Ri let her continue to sleep for a while.There was a soft knock on the door, and when the door was opened, the butler deliberately lowered his voice: "Miss, your friend who came to the house last night wanted to ask you to hang out."

"Yueren and the others?"

Fujiwara went downstairs, Xiang Ri enthusiastically ran forward and pulled her out, Fujiwara followed behind him in a daze: "Xiao Li, let's play together."

"...Aren't you going to train?" Fujiwara asked back.

"Tea break. Come on, I want to play tennis with you!"

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Fujiwara looked at the tennis racket in her hand a little at a loss. It was a bit heavy in one hand, and she turned it around with ease and looked at it, but she didn't see anything. Xiang Ri on the opposite side was puzzled: "Little Are you left-handed?"

"Huh?" Looking at his left hand, Fujiwara Ri flipped the racket over to his right hand and made a swing.She was just curious why Atobe had tennis rackets for girls.

Fujiwara Ri clenched the racket with both hands, and tried to swing the racket a few times, trying to familiarize herself with the posture and movement.

"Wrong, the hand is raised too high." Atobe couldn't see it, so he stood up and took a tennis ball from the maid beside him and pulled Fujiwara to the corner of the wall along the bank: "Practice against the wall first."

"En." Fujiwara Ri held up the racket and followed Atobe's reminder, lowering her hand slightly.

"This time the hand is stretched too straight." Atobe frowned, raised the right hand holding Fujiwara Ri's racket slightly, and straightened her posture for her: "This is the height to remember next time. How long have you not held a tennis racket?" ?”

Fujiwara Ri froze, as if remembering something.After a while, she realized that Atobe had been staring at her, so she forcefully raised the corners of her lips and smiled to ease the momentary embarrassment: "I forgot."

The two of them relearned the standard tennis posture here, Xiang Ri wrinkled his face and looked at Renzu pitifully, hoping that he would not make excessive demands.

Renzu looked meaningfully at the two people not far away, looked back at the pitiful look his partner put on, and said mercilessly: "Yue Ren, it's useless if you look at me like that, you lost the bet I have to admit it."

"How could Atobe really teach in person?" Xiang Ri lay down on the casual table, regretting and making a bet.

Shinozu caught sight of Fujiwara Ri lying on the window sill watching their training early in the morning. He teased his partner first, then urged Xiang Hi to bring Fujiwara Ri out, and test everyone present except the two of them. Teach yourself.

"Ah, why don't you go, Feng." Xiang Ri started to shift his target and complained to Feng Changtaro beside him.

"I wanted to go just now, but Atobe-senpai." Feng shyly scratched his silver-white hair, and his voice still had a warm and delicate feeling that boys rarely have.

Xiang Ri pushed Ci Lang, who was sleeping on the side, and continued to complain: "Ci Lang, why don't you go."

He was silent for a while in response, and Xiang Ri secretly made up his mind that he would never bet with Ninzu again. The Kansai wolf with glasses is so shrewd, and as his partner, Xiang Ri understood completely at this moment.

"Miss, madam is looking for you."

Fujiwara Ri just adapted to the rhythm of the swing and was able to gradually hit several shots in a row.Her own housekeeper appeared behind her, deliberately lowering her voice to remind her.

Stopping the movement of the hand, the tennis ball hits the wall along the elasticity and rolls to the ground.Fujiwara Ri picked it up and held it in her hand, wanting to take it back and return it to Atobe, but seeing him instructing others to train, so as not to disturb him, she turned and handed it to the maid of Atobe's house.

"I need to go home first, please say thank you for my Adobe."

After Fujiwara finished speaking softly, she bowed deeply to salute before following the butler back home.

As soon as Suzuki Yukihime saw her daughter appearing in her sight, she relaxed.Holding Fujiwara Ri's palm tightly, he asked nervously, "Xiao Li, where have you been?"

"I'm learning to play tennis with my friends." Fujiwara Ri put his hand on Suzuki Yukihime's forehead to make sure her body temperature had returned to normal: "Mom, I'll cook you dinner."

"Hmm." After hearing this, Suzuki Yukihime still held on to Fujiwara Ri's wrist tightly, and after a while, she reluctantly let go.

For Suzuki Yukihime's peace of mind, Fujiwara specially emphasized: "I will do it very quickly."

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"Xiao Li." "Fujiwara-senpai."

Fujiwara was notified by the housekeeper to go downstairs, and a group of people from the Hidei Tennis Club were sitting in their living room and greeted her warmly.

"Why are you here?" When Fujiwara Ri said this, she looked at Atobe.

"We are here to visit, Xiaoli's mother." Ren Zuo pointed to the gift on the table: "Xiaojing specially ordered to buy it."

After Ninzu said this, Fujiwara Ri remembered that her mother seemed to know Atobe's mother.But the only thing Fujiwara can be sure of is that she has never seen Atobe's mother in her memory.

Realizing that she was thinking too far, Fujiwara immediately turned around and ran up the stairs to call her mother.

Atobe suddenly said: "Wait a minute."

"Huh?" Fujiwara stopped and looked back at Atobe stood up and walked to stand in front of her. Fujiwara blinked and looked at him, his eyes full of doubts.

"My uncle will go up with you." As soon as Atobe's voice fell, it immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of others.

"Hey, Atobe, how could you do this."

Xiang Ri was the first to express dissatisfaction, followed by Ci Lang: "That's right, we also want to meet Xiao Li's mother."

"Senior sister's mother must be very gentle and beautiful." Feng scratched her soft hair and discussed.

"Let's stay here for my uncle." Atobe stood on the stairs, with the unique momentum of a minister in his tone.After a few words, the whole hall fell into silence.Xiang Ri and Ji Lang lay pitifully together and secretly slandered Atobe.

"Hello, Auntie, I'm Keigo Atobe." Fujiwara Riko stood aside, raising her hand in disbelief and rubbing her eyes with the back of her hand.Atobe suddenly restrained his usual arrogance, and at this moment, he lowered his head slightly and gave a standard greeting ceremony to Suzuki Yukihime.

"Atobe? Is that the Atobe family?" Suzuki Yukihime seemed to have remembered something, and repeated in a daze.