Net King's Summer Cherry Blossoms

"Little one, little one! Why don't you get up meow, we're going back meow!" Senior Eiji's voice penetrated the shackles of the wall, and Mulan stood up from the bed in shock.

What to do, the seniors are coming, how can I explain this scene to them.Mulan was so anxious and at a loss, she jumped off the bed.

"Hey, what is Ryoma doing?" Momoshiro-senpai opened the door at once, saw Ryoma leaning against the door frame, strode forward, and patted him on the head.

What surprised Taocheng was that Long Ahmo didn't knock off his hand this time, and he didn't say anything that made people feel embarrassed. "Hey, what's wrong with Ryoma today, it's become docile, this is not common!" He said, rubbing Ryoma's hair more vigorously, "Hey, what are you doing?" Ryoma finally couldn't help it, raised his head fiercely She stared at Taocheng, then straightened her hair.

Mulan was extremely nervous behind the door, what if the seniors opened the door, otherwise it would be impossible to clean up by jumping into the Yellow River.The door of the room was ajar, and Ryoma didn't close the door tightly when he went out.

But fortunately, when Senior Taocheng came in, Ryoma gently closed the door with his back.And, so far, no one wants to come in.

"Ryoma, have you packed your things? You have to go." Oishi-senpai walked in and signaled Ryoma to open the door and pack up his things.

Senior Ying Er also came in immediately, "That's right, little one, we're going back, and I'm still a little bit reluctant, meow. Oh, yes, little one, look at Mulan, meow, I didn't see her when I went back yesterday, meow."

Mulan had a black line, "Senior Yinger, you didn't care about me long ago, why are you caring about me at such a critical moment." She silently slandered in her heart, and at the same time wanted to draw a circle to curse him to death.

"That's right, I haven't seen Mulan get up yet." Senior Taocheng also interrupted, "But, Ryoma, weren't you the last to leave yesterday? Did you see Mulan?"

Ryoma would really like to take a tennis racket from Taocheng to the moon, just like Senior Eiji, he would carry whatever pot he didn't open.

"Echizen, open the door of your bedroom." Ren Zuzu walked in leisurely, sat on the sofa, smiled slightly at everyone, and faintly had an aura more cunning than a fox.

Ryoma replied lightly: "No." He quickly and bluntly rejected Shinozu's proposal, without any change in his face.

Mulan was looking for a place to hide in the room at this time, but there was no place at all. It was designed by some pervert. There were transparent glass everywhere, and there was no place to hide at all.Hearing Ryoma's calm answer, Mulan was astonished. Ryoma is a Ryoma, and he can remain so calm in this situation. There is no panic at all, and nothing can make him pay attention.

"Hehe, so what if you open the door?" Ryoma's shoulders were hooked with Renzuzu's hand, and he gently pulled it aside, holding the handle of the door. The door opened with a "click", and Mulan, who was in a daze, suddenly appeared in front of everyone. in sight.

"Yoxi, no wonder I can't find Mulan!" Taocheng slapped Ryoma's shoulder with a smirk, "Youth, this is youth full of passion!"

Eiji jumped in front of Mulan: "So you're here meow, let's go, we're going home."

Gan didn't know when it appeared, silently took a pencil to write down and write down in his notebook, and said, "According to my analysis, the probability that Mulan stayed here last night is 70.00% three."

"Wow." At some point, a large group of people gathered in front of the door, people from Bingdi and Qingxue seemed to be gossiping about the same thing.

Seeing so many people, Mulan hurriedly explained, "Hey, it's not what you think, really, I have nothing to do with Ryoma."

Everyone black line, oh my god, this is nothing, is there no silver 300 taels in the legend? "Hahaha" burst into laughter.

"What are you laughing at?" Mulan felt aggrieved, and at the same time worried that Longma would be angry.

Unexpectedly, Ryoma walked into the room indifferently and began to pack his things.

Everyone became quiet immediately, and looked at Ryoma quietly, this kid must have been too calm.

However, everyone started joking and laughing at random, Ryoma is such a person in the first place, ah, no matter what.How could it be possible for others to see his embarrassment? He was pretending, this must be all pretending.

Renzu left the room quietly, and took a meaningful look at Mulan who was depressed, "Little girl, you still don't understand." He said softly, and then melted into the sunlight in the corridor.

Mulan saw that Longma was indifferent, and felt as if she had fallen into an abyss. Indeed, he still didn't care about herself at all.

Why bother here, pretending to be passionate.

Mulan laughed at herself wantonly, even if it changed the world in which she lived, how about it?Even if I met Echizen, so what, anyway, I can only look at him from a distance, watching him, and gradually, the light shines brightly.

I am still as timid as before, the same, cowardly, the same, and cannot attract anyone's attention.

No one noticed that outside the gate, Ying Nao's figure quietly passed by, and a crystal teardrop floated from behind her back.

On the tour bus back home, everyone intentionally let Ryoma and Mulan sit together, smiling inexplicably.

Ryoma returned to his previous indifference to everything, while Mulan carefully looked out of the window, not looking at the scenery, but the reflection of Ryoma's closed eyes on the glass window.

"Echizen Ryoma, what kind of person are you?" Mulan asked herself quietly.I used to think that she knew Ryoma very well, seeing him sweating on the tennis court, watching him pretending to be reserved to help his friends, and seeing her treat Sakurano's liking dullly.I thought I knew him well enough.

Why, now I feel that he is so far away from me?I can't figure out his thoughts at all.

Maybe he doesn't care about himself at all.

Sakura was behind the car, staring at Ryoma's side face obsessively, her eyes were red, it was obvious that she had been crying for a long time.

Ryuzaki-sensei sighed, and patted Sakurano's back with rough and warm palms: "My child, sometimes these things cannot be forced."

Ying Nao turned her head to look at grandma's kind face, couldn't help feeling sour in her heart, and cried loudly.

"It's okay kid, kid, you can continue to work hard, happiness is what you strive for."

Sakura is sobbing softly, can you still fight for it?She closed her eyes and tried to put on a smile.

☆、Chapter 31 Sakurano's Confession!

In the empty library, only the sound of shoes rubbing against the marble floor can be heard, echoing far and wide in the solemn library, a slightly harsh and strange touch.

"Mr. Longma..." The girl's cheeks were slightly flushed, she lowered her head shyly, her long brown braids were undulating with her chest, she was very nervous, the simple three words were silent It took a long time to say it, repeatedly suppressing great courage.

The upright and indifferent young man didn't feel the slightest touch, his hands were in his black trouser pockets, his eyes were dim, apparently he didn't pay attention to the girl in front of him, and his dark green hair quietly shone with moist light.

Ying Nao finally mustered up the courage, lowered her head, and said loudly: "Ryoma-kun, actually I have liked you for a long time!" After finishing speaking, she still refused to raise her head, and kept hanging down, her back trembling, although she was very nervous, But the river that had been blocked in my heart finally broke out in a turbulent and unruly manner, with a sense of relief like a heavy burden.

Sakurano hadn't seen Ryoma much since she came back from the seaside. Today, she happened to meet him in the library. She just wanted to say hello to him, but the two of them felt a little unnatural for some reason.

Sakura remembered her grandma's words, as well as her own love for Ryoma, and exploded with her own emotions.

Finally, I can face my true emotions without shrinking or dodging.Sakura smiled slightly. Today, she understood her wish for so long, and she is no longer bored in her heart.

"Um..." Ryoma's reaction was very indifferent, he nodded slightly, "Got it." He turned around and left.

This reaction...is it still the reaction of the person who was confessed?At least it should be: "Oh, is that right? Thank you, but I..." Either turn her head shyly, or embrace Sakura in her arms domineeringly.

"Understood." What kind of answer was this, and it couldn't compare to the excitement of the grandma downstairs when she heard that the price of cabbage had dropped by a dime.

Sure enough, Ryoma is Ryoma, but fortunately he didn't answer "madamadadane." Otherwise, it was really the most bloody and coldest confession answer of the year.

Sakura Nao twitched the corner of her mouth, raised her head, did she still not be noticed by him?Just like being forgotten by him when we met for the first time, is it still such a humble existence in Ryoma's heart?

"Echizen Ryoma!" Sakura shouted in pain, but the glistening tears in her eyes kept streaming down her cheeks, dripping from her chin, and fell to the floor, breaking into countless crystal fragments. "Is that why you don't care about me?"

Ryoma stopped in his tracks, facing Sakurano with his silent back, like a sculpture.

Sakura frowned and bit her lips: "Do you know how long I have liked you? Since the first time we met, I have been attracted by you, sitting quietly in the carriage, very lonely and stubborn. But when When you got up to teach those people a lesson, you had unruly eyes and unparalleled self-confidence. Why, why should I like you, you guy never paid attention to me, damn it! I thought you were passionate I wanted to help me out, but I thought you would remember me. I paid so much for you, but you didn’t care about it! Echizen Ryoma, why don’t you like me, you know how much I like you Is it?" Her body trembled, and more tears flowed, yes, the emotions that had been suppressed for so long finally broke out.

When you were a teenager, you liked him and he liked you, which was the most beautiful thing. You liked him, but he didn't care about you, which was the most painful thing.Even in the future life, it is the deepest memory and the purest beauty.Boys, cherish it. In the future, if you feel tired of love, you will have no chance.

Don't be afraid of being hurt, don't be afraid to face yourself, as long as you really like it, don't hesitate, because your momentary hesitation will cause a lifetime of regret.

"Sakura..." Ryoma's voice seemed to have some kind of magical power, which suddenly stopped Sakura's trembling world, "I know, I know you like me."

"Ryoma-kun..." Sakura looked at Ryoma in surprise, her big eyes stopped crying, she looked unbelievable, and felt much happier.

"I can feel that you have been watching me silently, knowing how much you have paid for me..." Ryoma's voice sounded softly in the huge space, a little hoarse.A little gloomy.

"I thought that after a long time, I would fall in love with you. But tennis is more important to me than anything else, so I don't have time to sort out these thoughts. You all think that I don't care about anything, except tennis, right?"

"Ryoma" Sakura called softly.

"But she's different, she can feel my emotions, she can feel my pain, my dreams. Also, I don't know how to explain the feeling of seeing me with you Where did her disappointed eyes come from. I feel distressed, and I really want to heal the pain between her brows. Outsiders never know her forbearance. When I accidentally touched her heart, I discovered that , She is so fragile, what she has experienced, I don't know, but it is definitely pain that we can't imagine."

Sakura tried her best to muster a relieved smile, but couldn't hide her disappointment: "So, is this a rejection?"

Ryoma didn't speak, but still stood there silently, Sakura sobbed softly, and pursed her lips: "Ryoma, when did you notice my existence? What's the difference between me and Mulan? You just ignore me like this." me?"

"I don't know." Longma gently closed his eyes, Mulan's sunflower-like smile appeared in front of his eyes, and the loneliness behind that smile, like a flying wild goose flying across the sky lightly.

"I know, I will never be able to match her, I noticed it a long time ago, but I have been deceiving myself, but, Ryoma, I still like you." Sakura's voice became deeper and deeper, and finally it seemed to be whispering.

Suddenly, she hugged Ryoma violently, feeling his breath, her cheeks were flushed, and she returned to her usual shyness, but she still tried her best to say: "Mr. Ryoma...I just... want to I want...to give you a hug..." In the intermittent voice, the arms were tightly hugging Ryoma.

Longma stiffened his body, stretched his brows, opened his eyes, and said softly: "Okay." There was still a little unnaturalness in his eyes, and he was still not used to it.

At the entrance of the library, Mulan's figure fled in a hurry, and a pile of scattered books lay quietly on the steps, waiting for someone to come and pick them up.