After entering the university for a period of time, I gradually got used to the life style here, and I also devoted myself to it, running around every day.

Ryoma is still advancing in his tennis career abroad.

***

Youth Forum.

[New][Graduated seniors gather]

[Original: We have experienced the brightest years of Qingxue Tennis Club!So much so that I haven’t canceled my follow-up on Qingxue Forum until now, woo woo woo]

[1L: Ahhh, are you the senior! ]

[2L: The photos and gossip of the tennis club selection left by the predecessors are also constantly posted by the current youths hahahahahaha]

[3L: Because they are still active now.For example, Tezuka-senpai!Ahhh I chose Qingxue because of him! ]

[4L: Hey, the past will never come again... I am also a college student...]

[5L: I am still a social animal. ]

[6L: Let’s look back at the gossip youth! ]

……

[56L: Shocked, the previous tennis clubs have been scattered all over the place, some are playing tennis and some have taken different paths, that's great. ]

[57L: That’s right, some are married, some are still single haha]

[58L:? ? ?I command you to speak out in detail! ]

[59L: To sum up, Liyue, the couple on the roof back then, got married.But there is no wedding, I heard that we should wait until we are 25 when we stabilize. ]

[60L: I don’t know why I want to cry so much, I’m always envious when I see couples who are really successful in long-distance running. ]

[61L: Hino's father is the president, and Hino also has hints of her father's success... Echizen is a good tennis player and not short of money... A winner in life! ]

[62L: I just want to know the details of the proposal? ]

[63L: They asked for it alone, but no one saw it.However, after hearing from the person involved, he said that Huo Ye asked for it, which was amazing.As for Echizen, of course he immediately agreed! ]

[64L: Awesome, Hino. ]

[65L: Awesome, Hino! ! ]

[66L: Ahhhhhhhhhh I'm so hungry! ]

[67L: I feel sad when I think that my girlfriend may still be in the distant future...]

[68L: I'm sad, even if I'm single!Occasionally knocking a cp to feel the love atmosphere is enough! ]

[69L: The above is right. ]

[70L: Wait, Hono is in college now, so he proposed! !So fierce! ]

[71L: Hino, Echizen's Superman. ]

[72L: Upstairs hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha]

[73L: Stop talking, I'm going to work after lunch break. ]

[74L: Me too, goodbye. ]

[75L: Bye. ]

……

[101L: I don't know who the rooftop couple is? ? ? ]

[102L: Freshman, it was Gao Guangnian from the Tennis Club of the Youth Academy, [picture]]

[103L:!It's Echizen Ryoma, the hottest tennis player right now!There is also a beautiful sister!Oh oh oh long black hair! ]

[104L: ah ah ah ah]

***

Something bad happened recently.

As we all know, long-distance relationships are difficult, let alone long-distance relationships.

First of all, there was no company, and then there was poor information and misunderstandings. I couldn't know what Ryoma was thinking in time, and I found out that he was sulking silently after I reacted.

Fortunately, Ryoma is the kind of awkward and angry, and he will say everything after asking a few words... Although the tone is "I don't care", "I don't care at all", "I just said you don't care".

It's even easier for me to be jealous and angry. If I say it directly, Ryoma will usually explain it in a light tone and call me an idiot.

But something happened recently.

To be honest, I confess that I have a boyfriend, but some people are weird—or they didn't ask me if I have a boyfriend at all?

I chatted with Ryoma at night, and I just walked around the playground, around and around.

Me: "So I didn't grab it."

Ryoma just laughed.

Me: "You..."

Before he finished speaking, a shout came from a distance: "Student Hino—!"

Because I turned on the hands-free, and the phone was placed flat, both Ryoma and I heard this voice.

I was taken aback, Long Ma paused, and said calmly, "Who?"

I do not recognize……"

A boy ran up to me with a handsome face, blushing face and bright eyes: "Student Hino."

I didn't hang up the phone in a hurry: "Hello?"

...how come there is an ominous premonition.

My finger was already on the hang up button, and Ryoma didn't speak for some reason.

Who knew that the boy was talking fast and closed his eyes: "Student Huino! I like you! I want you to be my girlfriend!"

... it's over.

It's not that I hang up for a while, and it's not even if I don't hang up.

Ryoma's familiar sneer sounded in his ear, but the other party might have been too nervous to hear it, so he said it cracklingly.

I hurriedly interrupted: "Wait a minute, I have a boyfriend, classmate. Thank you."

"...I know," he said.

I was stunned: "...Huh?"

The boy said embarrassingly: "It's okay, isn't Hino's boyfriend abroad? He doesn't meet often, and...and...I can always be with Hino."

I:"……"

Halfway through, I hung up the phone in panic.

But obviously, this is not a wise move, maybe Ryoma has heard half of it.

I tried my best to talk for a long time, and the handsome boy left crying with a red nose.

I:"……"

I called on the way back to the dormitory.

Ryoma didn't speak: "..."

After I explained something, Ryoma only hummed.

I was a little uncomfortable: "Don't believe me."

Ryoma: "...I don't believe you."

stuffy.

Me: "Then why are you angry?"

Ryoma: "I'm not angry."

Me: "Then just give me a laugh."

Ryoma: "..."

After a long silence, I kicked the small stones on the side of the road, and Ryoma spoke slowly.

"I can't accompany you, can I... It's still far away."

I paused and said, "...what's the matter."

Ryoma fell silent.

I moved my mouth and didn't know what to say, I really thought it was nothing, but now I couldn't bear it in my heart, so I could only say: "I'm at the dormitory floor, goodbye."

Ryoma: "Well, goodbye."

Phone busy tone.

I looked at the dormitory building that was actually still some distance away, and sighed softly, holding back the tears swirling in my eyes.

I forgot to tell Ryoma just now.

——In the same way, I didn't stay with you all the time, I felt guilty and uncomfortable, and I was also uneasy.I wonder if you will lighten up on me.

My heart is swollen.

……

Afterwards, Ryoma seemed to send messages more frequently—but it was at the right time, with my class schedule and activity news, and each message was cleverly sent in my spare time.

And there are not many, I always pick a certain time to post when Ryoma is resting, because Ryoma has other activities in his daily life, playing tennis, he doesn't know how long it takes, so I can't know the time accurately.

Not to mention jet lag, it's so hard.At the same time, there are very few online replies, only you one sentence, and after a long time, he said this.

In the dormitory, I leaned my chin on the table to reply to Ryoma's message.

A roommate rushed over excitedly: "Hey, I know the news about the boy last time."

Me: "What?"

Roommate: "It's not from our school! Lihua, it's good to be pretty! Come, come, pet me."

Me: "Hey wait!"

I fought with her for a while before stopping.

The other roommates didn't come back, she paused for a few seconds: "The dormitory next door is divided."

I paused: "Why?"

She thought for a while: "Because it's too far away, let's fade it."

I looked at her faintly.

She said: "There are very few long-distance relationships that persist, and you are one of them!"

At night, I lay on the bed and looked through the chat records between me and Ryoma boredly.

...is it one of them?

I buried my head in the pillow in frustration.

In the past, Ryoma often took the initiative—even more so now, but I can vaguely feel an unnecessary panic that is completely incompatible with a proud person.

...Really, I feel bad too.But I can't say it bluntly, because it can't be solved at present.

...How can I give Ryoma another sense of security?

If he is at ease, I will be at ease.

Strange, have I considered so many people before?

I opened the photo album, and in the past few years, there have been many photos of Ryoma unknowingly stored in it.

I was in the same place before, without any scruples, without thinking about anything in my head.I'm not in the same place anymore, and Ryoma's constant expressions of love make me feel at ease, so I really feel at ease.

But I do not know when this method has not worked.

Am I stupid.

On the weekend, I finished replying to Ryoma’s message last night, and then shared with him the funny things I encountered recently. The next step is to wait for him to reply after a while, then talk about him, and I will reply again.

I turned off my phone and looked at the ceiling.

At first, I felt a little liking and attacked.

Now there is no reason to hold back.

I know Ryoma will be more proactive in small things, but big things—

Let me do it.Longma can't finish the whole journey for a certain distance. Whether it's a confession or a marriage proposal, it's up to me.

***

After many days, I went out of school to relax and buy snacks.

The people around were noisy, I glanced at it casually, and the hand eating the octopus balls suddenly stopped.

I heard discussions in my ears.

"Isn't that... from the US? Are you on the US team now?"

"It seems that I jumped from the Japanese team before, and now I am very famous in the tennis world."

"So handsome, so handsome, so handsome!"

……

The discussion was heated but no one approached.

I paused, and approached slowly. The young man with dark green hair had his coat open, his collarbone was half exposed, and he had a slender and athletic figure that couldn't be blocked by the clothes.

He didn't speak, and when I approached slowly step by step, his amber eyes kept staring at me.

I looked up at him.

Ryoma looked down at my snacks.

I also had a notebook tucked in my arm.

Suddenly do not know how to speak.

--haven't seen you for a long time?

——It was an accident last time, don't worry about it.

... No, this is just the trigger, not the root cause.

I hesitated for a while, then took down the notebook and handed it to him: "I want to sign, can you?"

After a pause, Ryoma raised his hand to take it, his knuckle fingers slightly bent, holding the pen stuck in the notebook.

Write and write at will.

I took a look.

I thought it would be the signature of the serious Echizen Ryoma, but it turned out to be a sentence.

——"I wish Pear Blossom a smooth final exam."

I froze for a moment, then laughed out loud: "What are you doing?"

It's still early to the end of the term.

"Signature." Ryoma said calmly, capped the pen cap, but turned his eyes away to look elsewhere, "...Are you free?"

I hummed in a daze, and then realized: "Are you going to invite your fans to play? Not too good."

Ryoma: "I'm not interested in talking to fans too much. And..."

He seemed to think for a few seconds: "They know I have a girlfriend."

I suspiciously inserted a small octopus ball and ate it: "Really."

Ryoma: "Yes."

He immediately hooked his lips, and his upturned eyes were like hooks, "So, are you going on a date? Pear Blossom."

"go with!"

***

I don't know why, it's really weird.

It's exactly the same as usual, even more enthusiastic, but that's the result of our deliberate effort - I can feel it.

It's like having a quarrel with a friend. After reconciliation, there is always a deliberately sticky hot period, as if trying to mend something.

I fed him the last octopus ball, and Ryoma bent down and bit it off.

eat in one bite.

But there are still strong feelings. Maybe tonight we can talk about going further in the relationship again-it was always like this before when we had troubles, and we like it even more when we solve a problem.

We played until it was dark, and we stopped under a tree, which was sparsely populated. There was a concrete platform, and I stood on it, which was just as high as Ryoma.

Face to face suddenly silent.

The street lights were faint, and the faint light danced on Ryoma's face. He lowered his eyes, and the long eyelashes covered his dark eyes.

Suddenly, I had a sudden impulse to abandon all the plans I had in my head for the past few days, subconsciously organized my words, and said directly what I had been thinking about since I noticed Ryoma's hidden uneasiness: "That...I want to say,"

Ryoma's eyelashes trembled, and he raised his eyes, the expression inside was quiet, like the surface of a pond with an undercurrent.

I moved my mouth: "...I may have to break the agreement...I—"

"...Do you really want to be so straightforward in everything?" Ryoma suddenly interrupted with a dry voice.

Me: "... what?"

Ryoma twitched the corner of his mouth, and suddenly buried his head on my shoulder, I couldn't see his expression.

Longma: "Pear Blossom, can you not be so decisive..."

I touched his head hesitantly, and the dark green hair was peacefully in my palm.

His hidden uneasiness was conveyed to me—even though his appearance just now was still his previous proud and indifferent appearance.

Me: "...I still have to say."

I take a deep breath.

Long Ma raised his head, he was not good at expressing strong emotions, only slight changes, the sadness and retention that would never have appeared on him in the past were slowly revealed.

He looked at me inexplicably pitifully, completely different from his usual image, I blurted out, overlapping with Ryoma's voice.

Me: "Let's get married!"

Ryoma: "Anything is fine, don't break up!"

I:"……"

Ryoma: "..."

I was the first to come back to my senses: "Huh?"

Ryoma pressed my shoulder tightly, his expression blank, as if he was too shocked and his mind was too confused to process the information.

I looked at it, and was shocked instantly: "You you you you you you cry...!!"

Although there were no tears, only a circle of red eyes.

Ryoma was silent for a moment, then turned his head: "No."

Me: "Nonsense! Don't cry, once you cry, I will cry too."

Not only did Longma's eyes turn red, but now his face turned red, he pursed his lips, and said with an unnatural expression, "What did you say just now?"

right.

I was immediately taken away by important matters, and said seriously: "I said let's get married."

Ryoma stared at me.

Me: "Uh... sorry, I'm not prepared, I'm not romantic."

Ryoma still didn't speak, I deeply felt that it was too hasty.

No flowers, no delicious and expensive food, and no balloons.

Just the two of us.

After thinking about it, I took his hand, Ryoma stared at me and let me move.

I picked up a strand of my black hair and wrapped it around the ring finger of his right hand, circle after circle, like a thick black "ring".

I let go, and the strand of black hair was quietly wrapped around his fingers: "If you don't agree, take it off."

The fingers tied with black hair bent unconsciously, Ryoma lowered his eyes, his Adam's apple rolled, he seemed to want to say something, but changed his words when he came to his mouth, and said dryly: "... idiot, the man should wear his left hand. "

I was silent for a few seconds about this operation error: "..."

After a few seconds, I firmly decided to skip it: "Then do you want it?"

Ryoma chuckled, looked at me, but curled his fingers, continued to wrap his black hair, and gradually approached.

For a moment, I didn't know whether to remind him not to hurt my hair, or to respond to his seduction first.

That's right, now Ryoma is more and more used to seduce me with expressions and movements that are both provocative and implying other thoughts, and he is more and more able to poke my point.

Ryoma approached and kissed my ear, and I trembled subconsciously.

Mature voice: "Yes."

Then there's the kiss, which just sticks but feels completely different.

After sticking it for a while, the corners of his lips hooked up, and I felt it, and I couldn't help laughing.

The vibration of the sneer passed between the lips and teeth.

Me: "It's just a marriage certificate, wait until after the wedding."

Ryoma: "Yes."

I couldn't help it: "I did it first, you lost."

Long Ma laughed a few times, and admitted for the first time: "Well, I lost."

***

I can feel that now Ryoma and I have not only passed the awkward stage, but also an evolved version of getting along.

Marriage doesn't change anything.

Except for the newspaper photos of Dad crying and howling for a long time, beating Ryoma crazily in the middle of the night, and smiling the next day: "Huh? What? Dad, I'm not sad."

Mom looked complicated, seeing everything through: "Be nicer to Echizen-kun."

Me: "Just trust me!"

Echizen Minamijiro made a special trip and laughed loudly: "Not bad, teenagers! You've grown up!"

I go to class and activities every day, nothing changes.

So is Ryoma.

I stared at the words "Analysis of Echizen Ryoma's recent fierce play style" and "It's a murderous intention hidden in happiness!" on the new issue of the magazine, and I was silent for a few seconds, and then closed it.

Sometimes I suddenly feel anxious. After all, getting married means graduating and not just raising me alone.

I'm raising two of them!

When I chatted with Longma's mother on the phone, she smiled: "Don't worry about this kind of thing, Longma has already saved a lot of money."

His mother made a rough estimate. After all, the prize money of the competition is transparent, plus Longma's other high income, she smiled and said: "Maybe you can enjoy the pear blossom for a few years."

I:"……"

Even when I was working part-time during the long vacation to earn a little tuition, Long Ma said casually: "What's the matter, I can give you all the graduate students in the future."

I firmly suppressed my heartbeat, and firmly refused: "...No need."

Dad heard about it and rushed out to fight with a ferocious face: "This kid!! Do you want to deprive me of the chance to spend money for Li!! Damn it!!"

Mom calmly gnawed at the fruit: "Come on, you. You are already the president. The family business is not without money."

"Yes!" Huo Yewu reinvigorated as if he heard something, "It's time for the pear blossoms that I have broken through! Pear blossoms——!"

Me: "...Wake up, I'm still a college student."

Oh, by the way, the roommate who was the first to know the news was puzzled: "You still write the name of Huo Yelihua?"

I shook the stool and lazily said, "Because Ryoma is an American citizen, I don't need to change my surname—and I don't want to."

It is for this reason that I made up my mind to get married, otherwise I would be entangled in middle school at the beginning, and I don't know what will happen to the final choice.

After all, the surname Hino is very different to me, and it is an existence that I don't want to change anyway.

I want it throughout my life.

***

Christmas Eve, the first Christmas Eve of marriage.

Me, Ryoma, his parents, my parents, grandpa, the seven of us sat in silence around the boiling hot pot in our house.

Mom was the first to chat with Echizen's mother in a harmonious atmosphere, and grandpa didn't have to taunt dad on such occasions.

When I glanced at it, Dad and Echizen Dad didn't know what they mentioned. They both looked excited and chatted enthusiastically. Grandpa showed disdainful eyes on the side.

I:"……"

I tried to show my boyfriend strength, so I gave Ryoma a piece of meat with the serving chopsticks.

Ryoma's amber eyes turned to me faintly.

I said seriously, "Look at you, you've lost weight."

Ryoma: "You're getting fat."

Me: "...Oh, hehe. You are black."

Longma laughed softly in the hot white air of the hot pot: "Pear Blossom, do you want to see something after eating?"

I was vigilant: "What is it? I advise you not to mess around, don't spoof me."

In a good mood, Ryoma picked up a piece of meat with his serving chopsticks and gave it to me: "No."

In the last minute, seven cups collided in mid-air.

Everyone: "Cheers——"

Dad: "Hey, should I say Merry Christmas instead of cheers?"

Echizen Nanjiro agreed with a sudden realization: "That's right."

Grandpa: "..."

Echizen Rinko smiled and said, "It's okay to start over."

Mom: "Hahahahahahaha."

Me: "Okay."

Ryoma: "I don't care."

So they all agreed, and the seven cups collided in mid-air again, making a crisp sound.

"Merry Chrismas--!"

***

After eating and playing for a while, Ryoma and I entered my room, and I barely ignored Echizen's father's meaningful eyes and his expression of "Dark Shark Echizen Ryoma tonight".

The noise outside was blocked by the door, I said, "What is it?"

But Longma held my right hand, I seemed to feel it, and sure enough, there was a real ring in his hand.

The cold ring was gradually pushed to the root of the finger, I watched in a daze, Ryoma pressed against my forehead, his voice was very close, and his eyes were also fixed on the ring that was gradually put on.

Ryoma: "Your and my names are engraved inside."

The ring was just the right size.

I raised my eyes, took his ring and put it on for him, Ryoma teased, "Don't get it in the wrong hand this time."

Me: "No way."

I carefully and slowly put it on, looked up, Ryoma was staring at me with a smile, put on the ring, as if the heart was clasped, the sound of two hearts beating intertwined.

I admired it for a moment, how comfortable the silver ring looked: "Hey - you have a good aesthetic."

Long Ma said arrogantly every day: "Of course."

There was a special Christmas song outside the window, and Ryoma and I looked at each other.

I couldn't help laughing, I hugged him, Longma hugged him back, the corners of his lips slightly hooked.

Very natural, lips and teeth close together.

The cold air dissipated between the lips, and the heat rose.

I was extremely happy, my heart was beating so hard, and the corners of my lips raised uncontrollably: "Have you ever said that I love you?"

Longma sneered: "I love you."

I just laugh.

Long Ma was not happy, and said lightly: "Then have you ever said that?"

Me: "I love you."

Ryoma: "Hey, the tone is too perfunctory."

"No, it's obviously the same tone as yours." I retorted, "And I'm an activist."

I stood on tiptoe and kissed again, Ryoma hugged my waist and smiled softly. After a while, the laughter disappeared between my lips and teeth.

--Merry Chrismas.

——End——

The author has something to say: the main text is over, and there are only two or three episodes left.

ps: In terms of surname marriage, etc., if there are loopholes, they should be made empty. (serious)

Thinking carefully about this book, I have also gained a lot of experience. I can’t write it perfectly. There are many shortcomings and my weaknesses. , but I just kept my mouth shut and continued to update silently, at least don’t let me collapse first (why, the ending of the daily article is also my Achilles’ heel, and I can’t write the ending every day... _(:3」∠)_

Thank you, little angels, for your company!Ahhh thank you!I wrote that Wangwang was opened by more than a dozen pre-collected collections. I thought there would be no one, but there are so many people. I am really surprised!Your comments and support for the original made me persevere. After all, I am not a talented player. After careful calculation, I have been in Jinjiang for a year and two months!I keep writing because I know there are little angels watching =v=

Thank you for letting me know that apart from many, many shortcomings, I still have advantages!

(The disadvantage is that there are too many wrong sentences, because I just say wrong sentences in my life without knowing it, and I don’t realize it when I write too much... I’m sorry for my former Chinese teacher (kneel down gently

For example, the plot is really not compact, and sometimes I don’t even know that I’m in the water.

For example, I don’t know how to write plots, the plots are bad, etc. I know that I have too many shortcomings. I knew it as soon as I came to Jinjiang after writing the first book, but the painful thing is the long process of correction, and I often don’t know how to correct it. , seeing the pain of writing unsatisfactory and confusing things without the ability to revise them correctly is like learning advanced mathematics (?

Words of merit! (I won't praise myself...cough)

Even if there is a regression in the writing, I hope that I will make overall progress in the next few years! (Not referring to grades, but to your own satisfaction

In short, I wish you a happy life!Thanks for all the compliments!Thanks for all the critiques too!If you are willing to write this comment, or subscribe to the genuine version, you are all my angels.

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