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Originally thought that people who could only be seen on TV or news reports appeared in front of him. Yukimura blinked subconsciously, wiped off the snowflakes on his cheeks, and thought for a while, when will he have hallucinations?

the answer is negative.

Yukimura has full self-confidence, and he is the only one who has ever caused others to have illusions. How can he have the reason to be tricked by himself?

Therefore, it can only be true.

On this snowy winter day, he watched the oncoming girl leave deep and shallow footsteps on the snow-covered street, and slowly approached.

She was wrapped in a thick scarf that almost completely covered her face, and her usual ball cap was replaced by a thick wool beret, revealing only a pair of bright eyes.

But these burdens did not prevent Yukimura from recognizing her at a glance.

When Ryoma narrowed his eyes and raised his hand to block the snowflakes in front of him, he turned around, tilted the umbrella in his hand slightly, and covered her head: "Where are you going?"

Ryoma quickly wiped off the melted water on his face, raised his head in surprise, and only then recognized him: "Senior Yukimura?"

……

The room was well heated, so Ryoma took off his hat and shook the finely shattered ice scum.She didn't open an umbrella in the snowy day. Although she is in good health and can withstand the cold, she came back in a hurry this time, or she made a wrong judgment and didn't wear too thick clothes.

She only put on a coat over the knitted sweater, her face was pale from the cold, and her lips were dark.

Yukimura chose a coffee shop on the side of the road, took her to the seat, held her shoulders and said, "Let's drink something first."

The waiter was very discerning, and immediately brought two glasses of warm lemonade.Ryoma took a sip, let out a long sigh of relief, and complained softly: "It's much colder here in Japan."

Her return to Japan this time was not on a whim.

Minamijiro is tired of ringing the bell, thinking about moving his family to the United States to settle down - but he is lazy and just wants to live a leisurely retirement life. If he goes to the United States, he will inevitably meet a lot of acquaintances, and it is annoying to think about it .

Lunzi is also not at ease that Ryoma is working hard in Los Angeles alone.And she still has a job in a law firm. She finally transferred her affairs back to China a few years ago. Now, if she wants to move to the United States again, it will be somewhat inconvenient.

"I'll come back and have a look, and I'll persuade them by the way." Long Ma said frankly that he was quite comfortable living alone.

Moreover, the neighbors are also old acquaintances.Now, she added, Carubin is helping her.

Ryoma's face was gradually turned red by the heating, and he fearlessly ordered a large portion of ice cream across seasons.Yukimura just watched with frowning eyes, and the hot cocoa in his hand barely moved.

"Oh." Hearing this, he responded softly, "But, Shishido-kun doesn't seem to remember those things in middle school?"

Ryoma nodded.

"I have no memory, but I have a natural intuition." Yukimura thought thoughtfully.

She shrugged: "Even if it's an illusion, it's not seamless, is it?"

Hearing her mention Tian-YiSeamless in a pun, Yukimura also laughed: "It's been so long, this word is a little strange."

At that time, for a period of time, he was still very persistent in studying how to play happy tennis.For example, pay attention to maintaining a good mood, smiling and so on during training.

However, Sanada and the others knew nothing about it, they only knew how to follow the script, scaring away a group of new first-year students with a "smile" on their faces...

Thinking of this, Yukimura shook his head and smiled slightly, alas, the past is unbearable.

Afterwards, he changed the topic back: "So, you just come back for a few days... nothing important?"

"Well, after all, it's boring now." Ryoma put the spoon back into the empty bowl, twirled around and fell down, "The school is on Christmas break, and the club is also in the offseason, so I can only stroll around. Yes Yes, my cousin said she was going to participate in a fellowship, let me follow along and help her as a consultant—"

"Association?"

Yukimura's eyes sparkled.He keenly caught the key word, and leaned forward a little: "Did she take you there just to ask for your opinion?"

"It may also be to gather the number of people." Longma rested his chin and said it lightly.

Cousin Nanako’s college majors are very hard-core. From school to graduation, there are always more men than women around her. Big beauties like her are very sought-after.

The reason why she has some impressions of this is because she heard Nanako half-jokingly complaining many times: There are so many boys around me, but there are so few high-quality handsome guys, it's really sad——Hey, Ryoma, didn't you know a lot of good boys back then? ?

"How about—" Nanako dragged on, and blinked her left eye expectantly and suggestively.

Ryoma: "..."

She froze for a moment, then said, "But, does it matter if there is such a big age difference?"

Nanako sounded like someone who had come here before, and said seriously: "It's not a big problem, sister-brother love is popular nowadays, and a seven-year age difference is the most perfect!"

"Well, is that so?" Ryoma nodded his chin, and said thoughtfully, "I think I probably like older ones... No, it should be said that they are the mature type."

In this matter, she never doubted.

Because of this, although Long Ma felt that friendship was troublesome, but in the spirit of joining in the fun, she still wanted to see the demeanor of the "mature macho" in the cousin's mouth.

"..." Yukimura was silent.

Yukimura Seiichi was deep in thought, hunk?

He held the cup of hot cocoa, put his palm on it to test the temperature, then picked it up and took a sip slowly, then put it down.Long Ma stared intently at the cocoa in his hand, and asked, "Is it cool?"

"It's okay." Yukimura calmed down and said, "It sounds interesting, why don't you take me with you?"

Ryoma agreed without hesitation: "Oh yes."

In fact, it doesn't matter if you call more people, she thought, her cousin will be very happy.

The fraternity was on Christmas Eve.

Yukimura drove to pick them up.As he expected, Ryoma didn't bother to buy new clothes at all, and when he went out, he still only had the jacket that wasn't warm enough.

However, considering the needs of the occasion, or because of Nanako's reminder, she still changed out her long johns, put on a skirt and thick pantyhose, and borrowed Nanako's boots to wear them.

but……

Still very simple, Yukimura made a pertinent evaluation in his heart.

There is only one explanation for having such a face, but dressing up like this to participate in a fellowship: perfunctory.

How should I put it, it actually makes people feel more at ease?

……

However, human beings are creatures who look at faces.

And the eyes of the masses are always discerning.

As soon as Ryoma, who wrapped herself in a scarf into a hamster ball, arrived at the venue, the eyes of the male compatriots suddenly lit up. Just as she was about to move, she was surrounded by young or old female creatures.

"My God, it's Echizen-sama! I'm your fan!"

"Last year's Grand Slam was really exciting! Can you give me an autograph, my boyfriend also likes you very much!"

"Next month's Australian Open, let's work hard too, woo woo woo—"

……

Ryoma turned his head blankly, overwhelmed by the crowd, at a loss.

And they stood outside the crowd, watching silently.

Nanako sighed: "It's different from what I expected, but it's not too surprising."

Yukimura silently nodded in agreement.

It's just that they only thought that Ryoma would be very popular with the opposite sex, but they didn't expect her to be so popular with the same sex.

Careless.

Yukimura sighed softly: "It's really enviable."

"Yukimura-kun is so good, why worry about not finding a girlfriend?" Nanako smiled.

He was slightly melancholy: "I'm ashamed, maybe Longma is more attracted to girls than me."

Nanako heard the words, turned around and looked at it seriously.

Objectively speaking, Yukimura's appearance is very outstanding, he is full of momentum, and treats people with gentleness and courtesy.It's a pity that women nowadays like the young wolf dog type...

She also sighed: "Kun Yukimura is so gentle, he should be very good at caring for others. Younger girls may be more attracted to you."

Yukimura was startled, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Does my sister feel the same way?"

Nanako had a deep meaning and returned a faint smile.

……

Yukimura found a seat and sat down, and the handsome guys next to him drooped their heads and sighed.

"Why are these women so active," Handsome Guy A complained, "When I called my sister over, she was obviously not happy."

"That's right," Handsome Boy B said indignantly, "He actually robbed us of women! Damn it!"

Several people looked at each other, tears streaming down: no way, they can't grab it...

Yukimura sat among them calmly and held the juice, which stood out from the crowd and attracted their attention.

Someone recognized him and remembered that he was also a tennis player in middle school, pointing to Ryoma and asking, "Surely Yukimura-kun knows her too?"

Not only did they know each other, they even had a peak duel.

When Yukimura recalled the past, he felt slightly emotional, and the fellow men had already talked on their own.

"Oh...but, Echizen is so good, maybe he already has a partner abroad."

"Speaking of which, who invited her here today? It's too honorable."

Someone sighed and said, "Anyway, tonight's plan is a mess, I just hope..."

When he said this, he straightened his tie slightly cautiously, and made a shy expression: "I hope to get Miss Echizen's autographed photo, that would be great."

Yukimura: "..."

As he listened, he continued to drink the juice calmly.

It wasn't until the end of the dinner that Ryoma found an opportunity to sneak out. With Yukimura's support, the two left the main hall and took a breather outside.

She has actually been used to being followed by guns and short guns over the years, but this is the first time to participate in "Friendship", and she didn't expect such a development, and she was a little caught off guard.

Now that he was away from the hustle and bustle and came to the open-air balcony, Ryoma still had lingering fears: "These people are too enthusiastic."

Yukimura laughed: "It's also because you are so well-known, no wonder everyone is so excited."

It's rare for Japanese tennis to have an international star. The last time it was her father's time, isn't it popular?

Long Ma leaned on the railing, raised his hand to straighten the broken hair by his ears, and said casually: "I wanted to eat well, I heard that the evaluation of this buffet is not bad, but it's a pity..."

Yukimura couldn't help but startled: "I saw you ate a lot, and thought—"

"That's different."

She shook her head heavily, being disturbed all the time, she didn't know what to eat.

Yukimura couldn't hold back, smiled again, and straightened up: "Then, let's go."

"Hey, where are you going?" Ryoma followed and turned around.

"There's a barbecue nearby, I'll take you there." Yukimura reached out to button her coat and handed over the scarf, obviously planning for a long time, "You can't go hungry on Christmas Eve."

"Ah, now? But—"

"I've already told my sister that I'll pick her up later."

Yukimura took her hand naturally, and asked with concern, "Will it be cold?"

Ryoma shook his head: "It's okay."

She followed him out of the dining room, staring at the palms on her wrists that were wider than hers, shaking her mind slightly, remembering the stage play many years ago, she was also pulled by him in the same way, and left the stage full of drama... …

The Pianpian boy in the past has grown into a handsome young man, both in appearance and temperament have changed a lot.

But his gentleness is not much different from the past.

Ryoma stepped into the cold wind with unfamiliar high-heeled boots, tightened her scarf, and suddenly thought of divergent thinking, perhaps, what she likes is not just the label of "mature".