[net king] light as fleeting

When Fujiwara Ri woke up in the morning, her mind was still not clear.Lying on the bed and squinting her eyes for a while, she vaguely recalled that she fell asleep leaning against Atobe last night.

Atobe must have sent her home.Fujiwara Ri looked at the familiar room, rubbed the white pillow under her head, and slowly got up lazily.In the early morning of autumn, it is better to have a warm bed.

"Good morning, miss." The maid said hello to Teng Yunli who appeared in the dining room indifferently. After Fujiwara took her usual dining place, she respectfully served breakfast, placed it on the table, and Step back a few steps from the dining table.

Fujiwara Ri looked at the empty dining chairs around her, but couldn't tell what she felt inside.Such things seemed to make her accustomed to it.

Only one day after the day her brother and father left, her grandma also took the housekeeper uncle out for a trip.

Alone, it's fine.Thinking about it, Fujiwara Ri lowered his head and ate the cold western breakfast in his hand.

It was Sakurai Azusa who was still standing at the school gate waiting for her to come. When Fujiwara got out of the car, Sakurai Azusa immediately rushed forward.Holding something similar to an envelope in her hand, she put it lightly in her palm: "Xia Zi's reply."

Seeing that the edge of the light yellow envelope was deliberately drawn with a black signature pen, a small Q-version character was drawn, smiling and waving.Fujiwara Ri could not help holding the envelope tightly in her hand, for fear of losing it.

"I also received a reply, so I took it apart last night and read it." Azusa Sakurai held Fujiwara Ri with one arm, and leaned close to her side, trying to arouse Fujiwara Ri's curiosity: "Do you want to know?" What did Xia Zi write to me?"

"Do not want to."

"Hey!" Sakurai Azusa finished being surprised, and lowered her head deafly: "Don't be so inquisitive."

Following Sakurai Azusa's words, Fujiwara replied, "Well, I'm not curious."

"Don't do this." Azusa Sakurai buried her head on Fujiwara Ri's shoulder, coquettishly: "Come on, I'm curious, I want Kanri to chase me and ask, what's the content of the letter, hurry up."

"..."

Fujiwara Ri's attention was focused on the road under her feet, for fear that the two of them would suddenly bump into someone during this fight.

Not far from the middle of the school gate, a girl from the same class stopped in front of them: "Xiao Zi, I'm sorry, the teacher asked me to ask you to go with me to the student meeting to find a spare document."

"Looking for information?" Sakurai Azusa stopped playing with Fujiwara Ri, and left with that girl, not forgetting to turn around and ask: "Ri, you go back to the classroom first, don't run around."

"Yeah." Fujiwara Ri nodded, stood in place and watched Sakurai Azusa leave, and waited until Sakurai Azusa's back disappeared into the crowd of students walking towards the teaching building.

Withdrawing his gaze, Fujiwara Ri turned his footsteps, walked around the fountain on the right hand side that was spraying gorgeous water, walked under the cherry tree behind the fountain, and stopped: "Is there anything you can do for me?"

"Your acuity is quite good, you can actually notice that I have been following you." The girl leaned lazily on the tree trunk behind her, wearing the dark blue school uniform worn by the first graders of Hyotei.

The slightly curly light yellow hair just reaches the shoulders. At the back right of the head, a small group of curly hair is tied up with a pink hair band. She has a fair complexion, rosy pink cheeks, and a small nose. With pink cherry lips, the whole person looks noble and proud like a doll.

Fujiwara Ri pursed her lips and did not answer.She knew that the girl in front of her was looking for her and wanted to say more than just these things.

"Lanze Yumo, please be more direct." The girl introduced herself with a sweet voice, with a cute smile on her face, and she had no intention of reaching out at all, as if even the act of reaching out was superfluous.

Saying her name seems to be just to let Fujiwara know her identity.

"You are a little different from what I imagined. I thought that if someone warns you, you will know how to back down." Lan Ze Yumo raised his hand and put his index finger on his lower lip, with a bit of annoyance in his tone and expression : "However, judging by your appearance, it seems that you have not listened and learned the lesson at all."

"I don't know what you want to express." Fujiwara Ri finally interrupted Lan Ze Yumo's self-talk.

Lan Ze Yumo stopped talking, but her open water blue eyes clearly showed her displeasure at being interrupted.The originally cute aura, but the moment she lowered her eyes, brought out a bit of strength that didn't match her pretty and immature face.

The atmosphere froze for an instant, as if the invisible flowing air had also quieted down for the current atmosphere.

Fujiwara Ri blinked, and looked at Aizawa Yumo with a calm expression.Looking at the look of disgust that flashed across the opponent's eyes, the eyes that met Lan Ze Yumo did not deflect at all.

"You'd better stay away from Atobu. You are not qualified to snatch the person this lady wants, let alone pay the price."

Lan Ze Yumo snorted coldly and threw down the threatening words, turned around, stepped across the green grass and left.

A few minutes after Lan Ze Yumo left, Fujiwara Ri gently flapped her butterfly-like eyelashes, and murmured: "Maybe."

She remembered what her mother once said: If you like it, you need to fight for it regardless of the cost. Even if you regret it, at least you will not leave any regrets.

After receiving so many warnings, how could Fujiwara really not understand, the fact that Song Hui was under house arrest in the warehouse, and the injury of Teacher Forest, everything implied a full warning, how could she not think of it.

"I still don't want to give up." Fujiwara turned around halfway and looked at the fountain not far away that was spraying water continuously. The clear water in the pool scattered into the air along with the momentum, reflecting the autumn morning sun, shining brightly The color fell back to the bottom of the pool again.

"Regret becomes regret." The words, like an oath, fell back to the pool with the splashing water, and sank to the bottom of the pool. Fujiwara Ri's deep purple eyes seemed more and more deep like an ancient story that has been silent for thousands of years because of the firmness in his eyes. .

……

When Fujiwara Ri returned to the classroom, everyone in the classroom looked at her with a strange and impenetrable look.

Fujiwara Ri walked back to her seat, put down her schoolbag, took out the required materials, and calmly opened the seat and sat down.

I started to flip through the class notes that I didn't have time to read last night, concentrating on the formulas in the notebook.The low-volume discussion sounds from all around entered her ears intermittently.

"Why, yes."

"You have heard."

"Someone bumped into her with Atobe-kun last night."

Shaking his head, Fujiwara Ri tried to gather his spirits again, while persuading himself that it was enough not to care.

"What's the matter? It seems a bit listless." A pair of warm palms stroked his forehead, and Azusa Sakurai's concerned expression overflowed his face.

"I'm fine, just a little sleepy."

Saying that, Fujiwara Ri wanted to raise his hand and rub his eyes.But he was stopped by Azusa Sakurai next to him: "Don't rub your eyes casually, it's not good for your eyes."

Someone tapped her forehead lightly, Sakurai Azusa took away all the notes on Fujiwara Ri's desk without saying a word: "Now, lie down for a while, I will wake you up during class."

"Yeah." With the pen and books taken away, Fujiwara Ri looked at the empty desk, nodded obediently, faced out the window, and closed her eyes on the desk.

You are not qualified to grab it, let alone pay the price.

Silently thinking of Aizawa Yumo's warning in her heart, Fujiwara Ri secretly opened her eyes and looked at the slightly blue sky outside the window.A few thick white clouds are floating on it, and it makes people feel very comfortable to look at it lightly.

"Xiao Li, let's go to the restaurant."

"En." Fujiwara Ri closed the notebook in her hand and put it back in the drawer under the desk.Standing up, Azusa Sakurai dragged her out.

"I'm going to the music room in the afternoon. When I think of the music room, I think of Xia Zi playing the flute."

"Me too." Fujiwara Ri looked at Azusa Sakurai who was almost stuck on her body, smiled faintly, and took up the topic.

"There are only two people left, so boring." Sakurai Azusa turned her head and rubbed on Fujiwara Ri's shoulder: "It would be great if Xiaoli would play for me too."

Fujiwara Ri silently turned her eyes to the trees on both sides of the road, just when Azusa Sakurai thought she was angry and wanted to apologize.She turned her gaze back again, and promised softly: "I can try it."

"Yeah! That's great." Sakurai Azusa immediately cheered after hearing this, and couldn't hide her excitement as she tugged on Fujiwara Ri's arm: "That's great, I promise not to go back on my word."

"I will not."

Entering the crowded restaurant, Fujiwara Ri subconsciously searched for Atobe on the surrounding tables.Looking around the restaurant, she didn't find Atobe, Fujiwara Ri lowered her head and pondered: the club in the tennis club should be very busy.

"Xiao Li, find a seat first."

Fujiwara Ri turned around and was about to walk to the empty dining table in the far corner, but someone grabbed his arm and pulled him aside.

"What are you doing in a daze? Sit with me." Atobe held Fujiwara Ri forcefully, looking around as if announcing his possessions, surprised at the crowd who cast their gazes.