[net king] light as fleeting

Three days is not long, but if you concentrate on counting the passage of time every minute and every second.That is not only long, it is suffering.This sentence can be perfectly reflected in Atobe.

During the agreed three days, Fujiwara Ri still disappeared as soon as the get out of class was over.However, Atobe returned to normal, and the gloomy face of a few days ago no longer appeared in front of everyone.

The heavy air pressure surrounding the tennis club finally showed signs of dissipating, and all the members of the club breathed a sigh of relief.It's good to be fine, it's just right to see the bright and clear sky,

"Xiaojing, I think you're in a good mood these two days." Renzu changed his serious state these days, and changed back to his original rather leisurely and lazy appearance.

"Uh-huh." The high-pitched ending sound, the mood of the uncle is self-evident.

Xiang Hiyake, who didn't understand the situation at all, jumped over, and asked curiously in a low voice, "Atobe, you are sick, so you don't have time to get angry, right? You have been sullen for the past few days...or you are learning to change your face ?”

Reluctantly, he raised his hand to support his forehead, and if he didn't pay attention, his partner ran out to cause trouble.

Atobe turned a blind eye to Xiang Hi's words, and casually took out the earphones from the side cabinet and connected them to the phone.After turning on the music playback function of the mobile phone and putting on the headphones, the whole person relaxed and leaned back on the red sofa in the lounge.Close your eyes and listen to the music quietly.

"Um, Atobe-senpai..." Feng took two steps forward, and was about to start a conversation, but Mingto, who was standing beside him, grabbed his wrist.

"Don't talk to him, be careful it's an illusion." Minghu looked at Feng's confused expression and gave a reminder.

"I, I think so too." Cilang secretly took back his schoolbag from the other side of the sofa, pushed it to the door and stood there, saying submissively: "This kind of Atobu is even scarier than a few days ago. .”

After speaking, he directly opened the wooden door of the lounge and stepped out.The few people in the lounge except Atobe looked at each other in blank dismay, each carried their schoolbags silently, and walked out through the opened wooden door one by one. Shinozu, who was walking at the end, also kindly helped close the door.

"Ah. Xiaoli, what are you holding in your hand?" Baby Cilang stared at the bag in Fujiwara's hand with bright eyes: "Is it food?"

"Wow, is there something to eat?" As soon as Xiang Ri heard about the food, he tried to rush forward, but Minghu, who was standing behind him, grabbed his schoolbag and couldn't move.

Fujiwara Ri glanced over the faces of everyone who came out, but he didn't see the person he wanted to see: "It's not for food..."

"Oh." She couldn't hide her disappointment.

The focus of Ren Zu's attention is naturally not on food, he smiled like a fox, and asked unhurriedly: "Oh? Then can you explain why you disappeared these days?"

Hearing this, Fujiwara Ri could not help lowering her head.The right hand holding the bag subconsciously clenched a little more.After hesitating for a while, he murmured vaguely: "Yes...something, yes..."

Halfway through the conversation, the curiosity of the regular candidates in the tennis club was aroused, and their ears were pricked up, waiting for the answer.Fujiwara Ri suddenly bit her lower lip and stopped talking.

"Cough, what is it?" Ninzuzu, as a representative, took the lead in expressing doubts.

"Can I not say it?" Fujiwara Ri asked their opinions carefully, looking at Shinozu for help.

"Okay, Xiaoli, you don't have to be nervous, we're just curious."

"Hmm." Fujiwara Ri responded in a low voice: "I want to find Atobe, isn't he here?"

"Yes. Of course, in the lounge." Shinozu replied, while giving way to the lounge door behind him, and considerately opened the door for Fujiwara who came forward, and closed it for her after she thanked her.

"Yushi, I want to know the reason, why don't you let Xiao Li say it."

Ninja raised up his index finger and put it on his lips to signal to hiss to the sun.Quietly, he half-bent down and secretly opened a crack in the door, peeking inside.

Seeing this, the others stepped forward lightly.

"Atobe." Fujiwara Ri looked at Atobe who was leaning back on the sofa, and shouted hesitantly.Not sure if Atobe, who was wearing headphones, could hear her.

When Fujiwara Ri was thinking about whether he needed to shout again, Atobe slowly opened his eyes and took off the earphones he was wearing.Sitting up straight, he looked at her silently.

"Me." Fujiwara Ri lowered her head subconsciously when Atobe saw her, and she could still feel Atobe's eyes still lingering on her.

Staring fixedly at the floor under her feet, Fujiwara Ri tried to speak several times, but no sound came out.Clenching his hands as a way to cheer himself up, he quickly walked up to Atobe and handed over the bag in his hand: "I have something for you."

It's rare to see Ri Fujiwara showing a shy look, with a smile naturally drawn on the corners of her lips.Atobe reached out and took Fujiwara Ri's bag.The slender fingertips accidentally touched Fujiwara Ri's, and Fujiwara Ri quickly retracted her hands behind her back in fright, and took a few steps back.

"Didn't you give it to my uncle?" Atobe suddenly became interested in teasing Fujiwara Ri, and said in a low voice with a straight face on purpose: "Or did you suddenly regret not wanting to give it away?"

"No... I, no." Fujiwara Ri hesitated for a long time, but still didn't say a complete sentence.Moving closer to Atobe little by little, he handed over the bag in his hand.

Looking at the reddish cheeks of Fujiwara Ri with his head down, Atobe was attracted by the silver necklace on Fujiwara Ri's neck.This stupid woman must not know the secret of the necklace.

"Atobe?" Before Atobe reached out to pick up the bag for a long time, Fujiwara Ri slightly raised his eyes, looking at Atobe's reddish ears suspiciously.

"Ahem. My uncle was just thinking about something just now." Atobe quickly looked away, swayed around for a while, and then turned back, taking the bag in Fujiwara Ri's hand.

Looking at the exquisite gift bag in his hand, Atobe Sedouwara glanced at it.Only then did he reach out to untie the hemp rope wrapped around the bag, and then opened the bag.Inside was a neatly folded, silver-gray scarf.Atobe froze for a moment, reaching out to take out the scarf.

Seeing his movement, Fujiwara Ri subconsciously reached out to stop it, but was still a step slower.A small white note fell out of the scarf and landed on the sofa.

Atobe reached out to take it, but Fujiwara Ri withdrew his hand and blushed and stepped back, but was grabbed by the wrist.

On the small white note was written 'To Atobe, a belated birthday present, happy birthday' in beautiful fonts.

There is also a line of lettering on the edge of the corner that will be missed if you don't look carefully.

'Atobe makes me feel very warm, my favorite...'

The smile on the corner of his mouth widened, and Atobe slowly put the note back into the bag.A bit of tenderness and satisfaction flashed in the bottom of the ice blue eyes, looking at the blush on the originally pale cheeks of Fujiwara Ri before him.

"I, I don't know, I don't know if you like it, if you don't like it..." Fujiwara Ri stammered, not daring to raise his hand to look at the trace department.

"Hey, stupid woman." Atobe suddenly interrupted Fujiwara Ri.

"Ok?"

Atobe stood up under Fujiwara Ri's suspicious gaze, and Fujiwara Ri's head, which was originally lowered, followed Atobe's rise and looked up.

Warm fingertips caressed Fujiwara Ri's chin, and she only saw blue eyes that were getting closer and closer: "You have always said that you like me, then."

In the next second, the four lips touched each other.Atobe's dull and deep voice passed through the air and slowly reached Fujiwara Ri's ears.

"Li, I like you."

Just five words, but the blush on Fujiwara Ri's face deepened a bit.She stiffened, and then, a wide palm covered her eyes.

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