[Net King] Fantasy White Night

Bai Ye stood in front of the park sign and said to the phone, "It says Zhusen Park..."

"Ito-kun." A familiar voice came from behind, "I'll take you home."

"Hey? Wait a minute, Xiaoguang." Bai Ye said quickly, "You don't need to pick me up." After all, the other party is not that familiar with Kanagawa.

After hanging up the phone, the long-haired boy turned around and smiled at the purple-haired boy: "I'm sorry, Liu Sheng."

"Why did you get lost again?" Liu Sheng asked calmly.

After all, the hospital was the one Bai Ye went to when he was injured last time. It stands to reason that this road idiot is familiar with the route in this area.

"I was thinking about something just now," Bai Ye explained, "If I didn't pay attention, I went the wrong way."

"Are you worried about Yukimura's condition?"

Bai Ye caressed the folding fan, without denying it: "Everyone is worried."

Liu Sheng said softly: "He will recover." I don't know whether this remark is to comfort the other party, or to persuade himself.

Bai Ye nodded lightly, he didn't gossip about some endless topics as usual - compared to his calm state, these teenagers who have known Yukimura for a long time are now really uncomfortable and frightened!

Silent all the way.

When passing by a bookstore, the two went in to have a look. Bai Ye bought a new novel, and Liu Sheng bought some study materials.

He really is a good student.Seeing the stack of books, Bai Ye silently sighed.

When he reached the stone steps in front of the shrine, Yagyu stopped in his tracks: "Let's say goodbye here."

Considering that there was a guest at home, and he was the head of the tennis club of another school, Bai Ye, who was usually quite hospitable, didn't invite him into the room for a sit-down, and expressed his thanks by pursing his lips.

"Ito-kun," Yagyu didn't leave immediately, but took out a book from his backpack, "This is a birthday present."

——Bai Ye's birthday just happened to be during the camping period, and people were on the top of the mountain where supplies were scarce. Everyone gave some small things as birthday presents symbolically.

Bai Ye curiously took this very thick book: ""Complete Mathematical Problem Types for Junior High School"..." The corners of his mouth twitched.

"Byakuya, why can't I get through to your phone all day?" As soon as I got home, Sayuki Ito greeted me and asked, "Tezuka-kun has been waiting for you for a whole day..."

When Bai Ye was being educated by his sister, Tezuka walked out of the residential area, stood in front of the corridor, and called out: "Bai Ye."

So the boy took the opportunity to get rid of the girl's verbal offensive, dragged his good friend, went upstairs and hid in his room.

Tezuka stood hesitantly at the door.

Bai Ye looked over suspiciously, and beckoned to him: "Come and sit," he said in his mouth, "Shajiang is getting better and better at chanting, if I stay here, I'm afraid my ears won't be clean for a long time!"

Tezuka walked into the room silently, looking around inadvertently.

The main color is light blue, giving people a fresh and clean feeling. Except for a pair of desks, chairs and beds for sleeping, there is only a large bookcase on one wall, full of books-basically novels-computers that most people of the same age like, There are no TVs, game consoles, etc.

"Hey, where's your gift?" Bai Ye asked very bluntly.

"Ah, wait a minute."

The tea-haired boy, who hadn't had time to sit still, left for a while.

What Tezuka sent was a Japanese reprinted Chinese novel—obviously, he knew someone's preferences very well.

Bai Ye was really satisfied. Recently, the scope of his reading has expanded to Chinese history books and novels, which is very interesting.

"What are you holding in your hand?" Bai Ye flipped through the catalog page of the book, glanced at something in his friend's hand from the corner of his eye, and asked casually.

Tezuka hesitated for a moment, put the things on the floor, clenched his left hand into a fist, covered his mouth and coughed lightly: "This is what I planned to give you that year."

"Ok?"

Bai Ye strangely picked up the puppet doll on the ground - more than ten centimeters long, the handwork is very delicate, especially the movable joints, giving people a very flexible and vivid feeling.

"This is..." After a while, he suddenly remembered, and said in surprise, "You really made this doll?"

When the two followed the adults to a local festival gathering, Bai Ye fell in love with a puppet doll at that time, but the child had no money and didn't want to ask his grandfather, so he played in front of the stall for a while, and regretfully let go.

Little Tezuka saw his friend's love for toys, and he usually thought about carpentry, and promised to make him a better puppet.

Of course, shortly after that, Tezuka returned to Tokyo, and Bai Ye left Japan before the other party finished making such a complicated doll.

Tezuka pushed his glasses: "Ah."

Bai Ye quietly looked at the young man who should be uncomfortable, and the corners of his lips could not help but rise: He has never been a real child, so he is not obsessed with this kind of toys, but he was still curious about everything in the new world back then. In the state of exploration, seeing the chic and small handmade puppets with small mechanisms will naturally feel novel and fun.

Unexpectedly, his friend always remembered the original promise and fulfilled it.

"Hey, Xiaoguang," he said with a smile, "I'll treat you to dinner tonight, you haven't tasted my cooking skills yet, have you?"

"No," Tezuka said softly, "It's getting late, I should go back to Tokyo."

"It's because it's getting late. If you don't have any urgent matters, you can spend the night at my house tonight. It's not too late to go back tomorrow morning."

"I..." Facing his friend's beautiful eyes with a smile, Tezuka swallowed the words of rejection, "Excuse me."

Bai Ye snickered inwardly: I never thought Xiao Guang, who had grown up, would still be immune to such an expression to himself—he discovered this by accident back then, so he often put on such an expression, intentionally teasing the rigid and dull Little boy doing this and that...

"Let's have eel tea tonight!" the boy in a good mood announced.

night.

Tezuka, who got permission from his master, was about to pull out a book from the shelf, and accidentally scanned the test papers scattered on the shelf. He respected people's privacy, and he didn't intend to peek at it, but the red marks on the paper... Really striking.

Picking up the test paper and reading it carefully, Tezuka couldn't help saying in his heart: Bai Ye, you are too careless.

"Is there anything you don't understand?" Tezuka gave up his plan of reading, and walked to the side of the boy who was struggling with the math materials Yagyu sent.

Bai Ye's eyes lit up: "Xiao Guang, can you understand this question?"

The brown-haired boy silently read the questions, stretched out his hand to push his glasses, and began to explain to the other party without complaint.

"In the future, if you encounter something you don't understand, you can send me an email."

"Xiao Guang is really considerate... Don't worry, someone has been tutoring me."

Tezuka heard this, and his mood settled down: "It will be the third year of junior high school soon, so don't be careless."

"Hi, hi." Bai Ye replied helplessly.

——Every time he heard Tezuka or Sanada's mantra, he felt a subtle sense of joy.

One night passed, Tezuka returned to Tokyo early in the morning, and Bai Ye, according to everyone's agreement yesterday, went to the hospital again to visit the sick Yukimura.

After a night of adjustments, everyone seemed to have calmed down a lot. Although the atmosphere was still a little dignified, they wouldn't all be silent as if they were all dumb.

"You don't need to visit me every day." Yukimura's condition is also adjusted well, at least it looks like this, he has the same smile on his face, "This year's national competition is about to start, everyone don't relax at this time .”

"Don't worry, Yukimura," Sanada said with a serious face, "The champion will only be Li Hai."

Kirihara said even more vigorously: "There is no dead end in Lihai's third consecutive tyrant!"

"Then, I'll leave it to you." Yukimura replied gently.

In the few days before the start of school, the tennis club resumed its previous schedule. Seiichi Yukimura's absence didn't seem to affect everyone's training, but Bai Ye felt the undercurrent turbulent under the calm appearance.

Sanada trained even harder, the expression on his face became more and more serious, and his anger became more terrifying when he was angry;

Liu Lian'er was even more reticent, and the training plan for everyone was much harsher;

Nioh and Yagyu seem to have not changed, and they are more serious in training than in the past;

Kuwahara is always honest and low-key, while Marui is much quieter than usual;

Kirihara continued to fight frantically with his members for several days...

Bai Ye was as calm as ever, completing his tasks in an orderly manner. However, in such a delicate atmosphere, his occasional chatter completely disappeared.

However, after seeing Yukimura in the hospital, who was quite optimistic in all aspects, everyone adjusted - after all, they didn't want to bring negative emotions to the sick, and they couldn't make Yukimura worry about them anymore.

And Yukimura's concealment of his illness completely calmed down the teenagers who didn't fully know about it.

Marui Bunta finally regained his previous look, carrying the cake box and sniffing it from time to time.

"Pfft, this cake is a gift for the minister, Mrs. Wen wouldn't want to steal it, would she?"

"Smell it, just smell it." The red-haired piggy retorted without confidence.

"What is Senior Ito carrying?" Konbutou, who was walking beside Bai Ye, sniffled, and couldn't help but glance at the other party's square handbag.

Bai Ye lifted the thing in his hand and shook it: "Replenish the soup."

Marui rushed over immediately: "What a tempting aroma..."

"You're so virtuous, Xiaobai!" King Ren joked.

Bai Ye explained: "It's Sha Jiang who said that when visiting patients, it's best to give supplements." The idea of ​​stewing soup was of course the girl's idea, but he also felt that it made sense. When he was hospitalized before, he had eaten the so-called nutritious meal in the hospital, which was a bit difficult. The following mouth.

"I really want to taste what it tastes." The greedy little pig sighed.

"Hey, this is for Yukimura." Bai Ye reminded.

"Minister's words," Marui said confidently, "I'm sure you don't mind letting me have a taste!"

"..."

"Quiet me," Sanada reprimanded, suppressing his voice, "This is a hospital!"

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