[Comprehensive] I could have HE!

The young man seemed to have just come out of the shower, and the ends of his hair were still damp, which softened his cold demeanor for a moment... Or maybe it was because he was indeed in a good mood right now.

Bei Chuan Eri stared at him blankly, the first thing he thought of was, Xu Wang Huancheng is not lying to me, this man is really handsome.

Such an outstanding appearance is too recognizable, so Eri quickly pulled out related events from memory-they happened to meet on the street on the way to the repair shop to pick up the mobile phone a few days ago.

And at that time...

Eri thought of her behavior at that time, and now that she had admitted the wrong person, she immediately felt a little tricky, bit her lower lip nervously, and did not speak.

Tezuka walked up to her, looked at her expression, didn't ask why the girl appeared here, and didn't ask about the last time, but just said to her lightly, "Let's go."

"Ah?" The girl didn't react yet, but seeing that he had already left, she couldn't help but follow him.

Behind them, a group of onlookers picked up the broken glasses one after another.

"Wait, wait, who will tell me..." Takeshi Momoshiro swallowed, and said with difficulty, "What's going on...???"

Qian Zhenzhi pushed his glasses, looked at their leaving backs, and showed an inscrutable smile, "Ah, this is the story that only the seniors know."

Tezuka Kunimitsu took her to a dessert shop near Aigaku.

Eri didn't know how to start, so she kept silent uneasily. Tezuka Kunimitsu didn't seem to notice her abnormality. Seeing that she didn't speak, he helped her order drinks and snacks with ease when ordering.He was very familiar with her taste, which made Eri feel even more guilty - after all, she didn't remember anything.

The person who came to deliver the desserts changed from a waiter to a shop owner. When she saw Eri, she smiled and waved to her several tables away.

Eri looked at her, a little confused.

"Numata Akiko." Just when she didn't know what to do, she heard the cold voice of the young man opposite, "You can just call her name."

"Eri!" As soon as the words were finished, the shopkeeper's sister, who looked cheerful and generous, had come to their table and said with a smile, "I still miss you recently, so you just came over!"

"...I miss you too," Eri smiled, "Akiko."

"Eh?" Akiko looked a little surprised, and after a while said with relief, "Eri's personality has changed a lot...well, she's more straightforward."

"...Really?" She was suddenly embarrassed.

"Eri like this is also very cute." Akiko turned her back to Tezuka and blinked her left eye, "I won't bother you guys, Eri, long time no see, this time I need to get along with her!"

Perhaps it was because of Qiuzi's special arrangement that there were no guests at the tables around them, leaving a large space for conversation, so Eri said the first sentence to the boy who helped her out twice, "...Thank you .”

"You're welcome." He raised his eyes and looked at the girl, "What's wrong with you?"

Of course he wasn't asking about amnesia, after all...he seemed to have completely figured it out.

Eri hesitated for a long time before confessing in a low voice: "......... fell from a tree."

The boy stared at her forehead for a while, and then looked away until he felt uncomfortable with his thick skin like Eri.

"is it serious?"

"At the beginning, I was a little dizzy and nauseous." Maybe it was because the boy's aura was too strong, but Eri unconsciously became honest in front of him, "However, it's almost fine when I'm discharged from the hospital."

Afterwards, the boy asked some basic things, and after confirming that her injury was really all right, he nodded in relief.

As a result, the conversation paused. From the corner of her eyes, Eri noticed a group of people surrounded by green potted plants outside the window. She tried to ignore it at first, but because the sight from there was too hot, she finally lost the battle. .

"Your friends..." She couldn't help but asked the young man for help, and she thought about her words, "Well, are they free?"

There seemed to be a hint of a smile flashing across the boy's cold eyes, but when she tried to probe further, she couldn't find any trace.

Instead of looking out the window, he said directly to the girl, "Let's go to another place."

Eri didn't know what was going on. When she realized it, she had already followed this young man whom she had met for the first time to the streets of Tokyo. When she just left, Akiko made a cheering gesture to her, as if she was looking forward to them What can happen in between.

The boy didn't walk fast, so even if she was absorbed in thinking wildly, she could still keep up with him. When he reached a certain place, he suddenly stopped, and Eri didn't react, and just bumped into him straight away.

"Hmm..." She stretched out her hand and rubbed her nose, looking at the boy's straight back, "What's the matter?"

They were stopping at an alley, the walls on both sides were covered with art graffiti, Tezuka Kunimitsu was standing here... well, in front of a very abstract painting, turned sideways, the setting sun slanted from the sky, casting his indifferent figure Rendered in intense colors.

"here."

He paused, as if to make the next words appear more serious and solemn.

"It's where we first met."

Eri followed his gaze.The wall was painted in a mess, and there were many handwritings all over it. Even so, the memory seemed to be engraved in the soul. She found her name in the graffiti in an instant—she finally knew why she was in the hospital. The chair was scratched, after all, it has a criminal record.

There is also another name belonging to a boy with the same handwriting next to her name.

The traces on the wall had gradually faded with time and were blurred in the dim light. It took her a while to make out the characters.

So she faced the wall and whispered the name.

"Tezuka... Kunimitsu."

Only then did the young man shift his gaze to her, as if some kind of emotion weighing more than a thousand catties was pressed in his eyes inch by inch, he finally stared into her eyes and said, "...it's me."

[Two years ago.

Before taking over the Youth Tennis Club, Tezuka Kunimitsu was just an ordinary boy who was strict with himself, except that he was more serious than other main candidates.

On the way home from school, he would often see a girl. Sometimes she held a schoolbag in her hand, sometimes she held snacks, and sometimes she simply hugged a dirty wild cat. The only thing that remained the same Unfortunately, she was always alone, walking alone.

Maybe it was because she had met him too many times, she would occasionally cast her eyes on him, nodding coldly as a greeting.

Tezuka Kunimitsu had always vaguely felt that if she was willing to smile, she must be very pretty.

Then one day, when he was passing by the alley, he found someone else beside her.

The two teenagers with colorfully dyed hair forced her into a corner and joked maliciously, "Xiao Eri, I heard that your family is very rich, can you borrow some to buy a pack of cigarettes for your friends?"

The girl's expression was still very cold, although Tezuka felt that she didn't need help at all, but perhaps because of his sense of justice, he still stopped in front of the girl.

"Hey," after the two left uninterested, the girl chuckled behind his back, with a hint of knowing, "I've been wondering if you'll come over to strike up a conversation."

Tezuka Kunimitsu turned his head.

It was the first time he saw a girl smile, and that smile hid a coldness, as if she was having trouble with the whole world, without any malice, but she refused to put away her edges and corners.

"...I'm very nervous." The girl said, reaching out to his straight back.

The warmth that could be felt through the shirt came from her palm.

"Well," the girl noticed that his body had become more rigid, and pointed out mercilessly, "now I'm more nervous."

Tezuka Kunimitsu turned around, her hand fell in the air, and then she took it back as if nothing had happened.

He looked down at her and frowned, "A girl like you..." He thought for a while, and said what he had always wanted to say to her, "It's not safe to always appear here."

The girl obviously did not expect to hear such a sentence.

She seemed to have discovered some novel toy, tilted her head and looked at the boy in front of her, not only ignored the warning in his words, but instead grabbed another word and repeated it, "I am like this?"

"..."

"What am I like?" The girl seemed to be aroused, and approached him maliciously, her ambiguous breath intertwined in the air, she pretended to be curious, and asked, "Boring? Strange? Inexplicable ?”

Tezuka Kunimitsu didn't do what she wished - he hurriedly retreated like an innocent boy being molested.

No matter what was going on in his heart, he looked quite calm. His cold eyes looked into her eyes, negating all the definitions she had set for him, and stated in a low voice, "...she looks pretty."

His tone was very serious, and in the eyes of girls, he seemed extraordinarily honest.

There was a hint of surprise in the pair of eyes he was watching, and then a simple smile gradually emerged.

Sure enough, it looked as good as expected. 】

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Girl, you used to be very bad (mother's worried face