honey color

"I turned my head to look at him on the side. The boy was looking up at the bright lights of the tram. Then, he closed his eyes, smiled and looked at me who was slightly puzzled.

"Do we look like an elopement couple?"

"Huh?" I was frightened by his astonishing language, and I blushed instantly in panic.But the boy didn't seem to give up, he raised his finger and added while gesticulating:

"Look, there are still student couples in school uniforms!"

"..." I was at a loss for words and didn't know how to answer him. There was no smile on the boy's face, but he let out a long breath.

"Occasionally, it feels really refreshing to do a bad thing boldly."

"..." I looked at his expression that was much more relaxed than before, and silently thanked the vast ocean of Kanagawa that had created miracles.Seeing me staring at him non-stop, the boy joked again and said:

"Are you still concerned about the elopement just now?"

"..." Then the cheeks that had subsided from the fever turned red again.

……

When I went home that day, I was inevitably reprimanded by Aunt Matsumoto.I promised her that such a thing would never happen again, and she softened her expression and forgave me.

The days passed.Next, things still developed in a not-so-good direction.

Around us, the breath of Fuji Yuta is getting weaker and weaker.The boy's strong self-esteem finally pushed him to drift away towards another world that we don't know.

The summer festival that lacks Yuta, the moon view that lacks Yuta, the maple viewing that lacks Yuta...

Even when I was sitting in front of the TV and watching the Red and White Song Concert on New Year's Eve in 1999, I would lament the memories of when I went to the shrine with my two brothers to pray for blessings last year.

On the day of the third grade, Fuji and I went to school together just like when we first entered junior high school.

Although time has made the wound where Yuta left less ferocious, but in fact, there is still a trace in our chest, which belongs to him.

Therefore, on the first day of the third grade, Fuji and I did not have the pure state of mind we had in the first grade.

This year, he and I were in the same class by coincidence again.

It feels inexplicably wonderful, from dependence to independence to reunion.It's just that various events: Yuta, entering school, and the club in the last year made us more mature than three years ago.

"Ah! Are you Hua Tianmi???" On the first day of school, the boy sitting next to me suddenly asked with great interest.I was surprised by his full of vigor, and turned my head to find that it was a boy with cat eyes, with OK bandages on his cheeks.

"Hmm..." I nodded uncertainly.

"Ah~ So you are the legendary Hanada Mi!!!"

"Legend...?" The corner of my mouth twitched slightly. This prefix adjective made me feel a little weird.

"Just say that you are the best childhood sweetheart, meow~"

"Uh, sort of." Thinking that it's bad for that guy to spread data everywhere.

"Ah, that's true!" The boy nodded as if he understood something, and then his bright eyes became strange.I felt chills down my spine when he looked at me, "You are...the perfect underground girlfriend!"

"..." I looked at the young man's eyes that seemed to be clear in my heart, and my words were lost for a moment. From the notebook on the corner of the table, I learned his name, "Kikumaru-kun, your opening remarks are very gossip."

"Did I guess wrong...? But didn't you even elope before? Meow..." the boy sighed in disappointment.

"Eloping..." Suddenly recalling what Buer said on the tram that seemed both joking and unavoidably worrying, he wondered if the boy in front of him really meant looking at the sea?

"Just jump on the train to Kamakura~"

"How do you...?"

"That guy Fuji himself said meow~"

I turned my head suddenly, and the quiet young man who was sitting a few rows away was looking at a classically packaged book with his chin propped up.As if noticing my gaze, he raised his head and asked "what's the problem" with a smile.

I lay helplessly on the table and looked at the boy named Kikumaru from a low place.After all, the quiet young man not far away put down his book and approached us.He kindly put his palm on Kikumaru boy's shoulder, and then looked at me who was clearly devastated:

"What's wrong?" the boy asked.

"You guys have indeed eloped, haven't you!" the OK boy asked without hesitation.

"Hahahaha..." The laughter went from light to heavy, and Buer laughed for a while, and finally smiled and looked at me who was "dead in battle", "Almost." He replied vaguely.

So I was surprised by his confused answer, and my expression became more and more surprised.

"Look, I'm not wrong!" Kikumaru shouted happily like a cat, and I deeply felt that the eyes of the whole class were gathering here.

"The behavior is the same, the relationship is not what you imagined." After a long circle, the boy finally explained the matter clearly.

"Hey~ I'm a little disappointed." The cat boy said a little discouraged.

I was still lying on the table, buried half of my face in the crook of my arm, and looked at the gentle boy opposite with one eye.The sun was shining on my face, but the smile at the corner of his mouth was still clear.

There are many things that gradually change over time, such as classmates, teachers, environment, and even your state of mind.

Although I have never rejected my slow change, but soon, the biggest turning point in my life will eventually be mixed with this late change, pushing me to the edge of silence.

18Chapter18. Dissolving Contradictions

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The three years of life are not as colorful as imagined.

It is self-evident to face the pressure and nostalgia in the face of entering school and facing the club in the last year.

In the third year of entering Qingxue, the tennis club finally matured.

The boy named Tezuka took all the main candidates and started on the road to the national championship.

On the other hand, I also know that Yuta, as a player of St. Rudolph, has become an enemy on the court who really wants to catch Fuji and Qinggaku.

In fact, one night at the beginning of the new year, when I went to the convenience store for Aunt Matsumoto to buy forgotten ingredients, I once met Yuta alone with a tennis bag on the road.

The boy's gray eyes are much more resolute than half a year ago, and the daunting desire for victory mixed with the resoluteness makes him no longer so pure.

Although Zeng was hesitant to call him to stop, but action preceded thinking, I still called out:

"Yuta...!!"

Hearing the sound, the young man finally fixed his gaze on me under the orange street light:

"honey……?"

"Yuta, it's been a long time... I haven't seen you!... And... Happy New Year!" My expression finally changed unnaturally, and the corners of my mouth tried to rise, just to keep the distance between us.

But this idea is very naive. Yuta has indeed changed, at least I think he has changed completely at that time.He no longer loves his elder brother, no longer gets close to my childhood sweetheart, and even doesn't want to get close to the family that once doted on him.

"..." He curled his lips, and finally squeezed out the words "Happy New Year" through his teeth with great difficulty.

I wanted to use my unnatural smile to dissolve the embarrassment between us, but obviously the effect was very little:

"Yuta, what are you going to do?"

"Practice."

"Now?" I asked in surprise, the weather in January was extremely cold, and it was already dark now.

"Hmm!" The boy frowned and looked at me. "Next year, our St. Rudolph will definitely win the national championship."

"..." I fell silent.His hunger for victory and glory did not go well with some of my natural spontaneity.But even so, I tried my best to say, "Come on!"

Yuta looked at me with complicated eyes, maybe the boy originally thought that I would focus on the matter of reconciliation between brothers.So he nodded after a while:

"I will."

Immediately, I watched the young man's back gradually disappear into the cold night, but my heart was beating wildly.Only then did I realize that since I met him just now, I have tried my best to endure the thousands of words in my stomach.

Because I was by the sea, I made up my mind that this matter must be resolved by the two of them.

……

On the last day of the third-year school festival, after the stage play, everyone packed their schoolbags and went home one after another.

It was too early for me to go back to class because of something.Only then did he realize that in the empty classroom, the quiet young man was looking at the school at dusk outside the window.

The glass of the building in the distance reflected a violent sunlight, and a light orange was printed on the dark walls of the classroom, and the shadows showed a light gray in the dull reflection.

"Bu Er, do you want to go back?" I walked to my seat very naturally, and packed my schoolbag. The sound of paper rubbing echoed in the quiet classroom, which seemed a bit abrupt.

The boy didn't make a sound, as if he was thinking about something. After a long time, when I walked up to him and saw his face that didn't smile, he suddenly said:

"Hey honey, Qingxue and Saint Rudolph will have a match next week." He didn't take his eyes off the noisy campus outside the window, the warm wind brushed his cheeks, and his hair fluttered gently.

My heart skipped a beat for no reason, and I knew what he meant, just like what is said in many vulgar novels, the time for the decisive battle between brothers has finally arrived.

"But now, I can't express how I feel in my heart." The sky is full of red light, and the huge setting sun dyes the Huoshaoyun into blood, which is as miserable as it is.The young man's azure eyes were mixed with such red, but he was still so lonely that he was chilling.

"No two, I will go to that game."

The quiet young man turned his head to look at me, his expression was neither hot nor cold, it was just that