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It’s been a while since Bu Er found another flowerpot to plant the prickly pear in it. He stood in front of it and carefully cut off the overgrown thorns with scissors. It was a bright yellow thorn, but there was a slight dark red under his eyes. He suddenly remembered that Yushi was catching the prickly pear with his right hand. If he remembered correctly, the palm of her right hand should also be hurt. Walk where you sit.

Yushi was sitting in that position with her head bowed, and she didn't seem to have moved in the past ten minutes. She tried hard to instruct the fingers of her left hand to pinch a pinch of thorns in the palm of her right hand. After trying several times, she still couldn't get it out. He almost sighed in frustration, let's forget it, the injured left hand seems to be unable to do any fine operations.

I don't know how long I looked behind her, saw the fine beads of sweat oozing from her forehead, saw her pale as blood loss, suddenly felt a tug in my heart, felt a strange pain, but my footsteps seemed to be nailed in place Normally, she didn't get close to the struggling figure until she sighed before taking a deep breath and leaving softly.

Yushi raised her head and looked in the direction where Bu Er was standing just now, her eyes were a little dark, but she smiled wistfully, how could this person see her few downcasts?

This time, Fuji came back soon, holding a pair of tweezers and a bottle of disinfectant in his hand, and there was still slight thin sweat on his forehead. He walked up to Yushi and squatted down, speaking softly, "Student Renzu, Show me your hand."

Her lips were pursed into a straight line, she didn't want to tell the truth, Yu Shi stretched out her hand obediently, anyway, she was bumped into by him once when she was recuperating, so it didn't matter to cover it up.There is a long and thin scar on her palm, which was left when she blocked the knife. The wound is not deep and has already scabbed over. Because of this scar, her palm is a little red, and at this moment there are still some soft thorns stuck on it. in her hand.

Bu Er took a look and frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything, pretending not to see the obvious scar on her hand, just holding her thin wrist, holding the tweezers in one hand and carefully removing those small thorns one by one. picked out.

Yooshi looked down at the young man in front of her, breathing from time to time in his palm at close range, his expression was focused and serious, he held her hand motionless, his slender fingers nimbly held the tweezers, and the warm sunshine around him The middle is very beautiful, she watched this scene silently, her eyes slightly relaxed.

"Okay." Fuji pinched out the last thorn and heaved a sigh of relief. He raised his head and smiled slightly, "Is there any pain?"

The dark purple eyes fell, just crashing into a blue ocean. This was the first time she had come into close contact with that icy soft gaze. Calmness and gentleness coexisted, as if to soften everything around them into water. He and his His smile is so contagious.

"……very nice."

Hearing some vague murmurs, Fuji's eyes flickered slightly, showing some doubts, "What?"

Yushi restrained her mind, and she smiled at Buer with a deep meaning, "It's nothing, the same sentence, Buer is very suitable to be a boyfriend." After discovering her problem, she can go to the infirmary to buy things, Really, very sweet,

The palm tightened, and belatedly realized that he was still holding her hand, and quickly let go of the palm, "Student Renzu, let's stop joking."

Shrugged, "Okay, but it seems that I didn't see Fuji getting very close to any girl." At the end of the sentence, it became a soliloquy, "Could it be...do you like boys?"

Fuji: ...

He looked seriously at the girl sitting on the chair who didn't realize how indecent she was speaking, "Student Ninzu."

Yushi hurriedly raised her hands in surrender, "Okay, I won't talk anymore." As she said that, she really closed her mouth obediently and looked at him innocently.

Probably amused by this expression, Buer sighed, his gentle eyes wrapped around the pretty girl in front of him, she made herself helpless, there were really too many things.He unscrewed the bottle cap of the disinfectant, intending to dip it in a paper towel, but he couldn't find it for a while, but Yushi didn't care much, and spread his palm, "Just pour it, I'm not afraid of the pain " At the end, he said with a hint, "The wound is scabbed, it's fine."

Seeing her calm face, Buer hesitated for a moment, carefully poured some on her palm, looked at her expression from time to time, and felt relieved when she saw that she really didn't feel anything.

You Shi only felt prickly and numb in her palm, and the places where she had been pricked were slightly red and swollen. Her right hand looked a little scary, but fortunately, it was only temporary. When she returned to the classroom after the physical education class, the palm of her hand had recovered. Almost there, only a few red spots left.

The two who returned to the classroom together were caught by the sharp-eyed Kikumaru without accident, and he hung on Fuji with a cat pounce, "Fuji, you actually skipped class! It's hard for me to find!"

With a gentle face, he tore the big cat off its back, and explained with a smile: "I asked the teacher for leave, so it's not considered skipping class."

"You're so cunning!" Kikumaru kept yelling, "It's just a slight cold and you're asking for leave! I'll have Tezuka punish you 40 laps this afternoon!"

Yushi looked at the angrily Kikumaru from behind, couldn't help but chuckled a few times, and immediately attracted the attention of the two of them, Kikumaru immediately shifted the target, "Ninzuzu-sister too! You didn't go to gym class either!"

"Huh?" Yushi's eyelashes fluttered lightly, as if thinking of something, "Yes, I haven't gone to the teacher's to sell the leave for school today, and now I'm still asking for leave, Kikumaru-san."

"It turns out that the most cunning girl is Ninzuzu!" Kikumaru immediately exploded on the spot.

The next class is English, and the teacher who came in with a stack of papers saved two people who had returned from skipping class in time, and waved his hand, "This class! Exam!" Kikumaru at the door, the latter suddenly had a chill down his spine.

The exhausted Class [-] of the third year broke out in wailing in the physical education class. Only Yushi and Fuji looked frank and walked back to their seats. Kikumaru seemed to be drained of strength and drooped his head as soon as he returned to his seat, "It's over meow ..."

English, but the subject that this big cat is least good at.

After finishing the day's course with great difficulty, Yushi's face showed a rare look of tiredness. At this point, it's time to go to club activities.She pulled out a piece of paper from the drawer, and the five-character title was very eye-catching.

Retirement application.

She looked down for a long time before putting it in a book. She will go to the club office and give it to Coach Ryuzaki later... When she got up, she unexpectedly saw Fuji who was a little dazed, and saw his eyes falling on her arms. On the book, lips pursed slightly, "What's wrong?"

His complexion was gloomy, and his eyes turned again, looking at Yushi's hand hanging by his side, "Student Ren Zuo's hand, can it recover?" He remembered how she was struggling in the morning, and his blue eyes burst out with a little distress , if there is no big problem, most people will not retreat at this time, it can only be said that it is her hand, I am afraid...

The delicate and cold touch came from between the eyebrows, and the soft and gentle tone reminded him of Yumiko, "Fuji-san, I'm fine, don't worry."

Smoothing those wrinkled eyebrows, Yushi showed a rare gentle smile, her gaze soaked in a warm color was like an invisible hand, gently capturing her, this was the first time he saw her smile like this, without any trace. Uncovered, straight to the heart, "Thank you, Budu."

The other students in the classroom who hadn't left yet noticed that they were showing surprised eyes, "Oh my God, you smiled so softly, I feel like you're going to melt..."

"Wait! My God! The object is actually unique!"

"I'll be the one to go...don't I?!"

"Indeed! I just saw them touch!"

"What what?? Where did you meet?! Where!!"

"Hands! Hands! Look, that's it..."

You Shi blinked at Bu Er who was a little stunned, ignoring the surrounding discussions, "Then, goodbye, classmate Fuji." She walked out of the classroom with a few books in one hand.

After returning to his senses, Buer gently rubbed the center of his brows, the cold temperature of that finger still seemed to linger there, and the downcast eyes were soaked with a touch of softness. Is this magic power?

Standing on the edge of the tennis court, looking at the hot-blooded figures on the court after a long absence, there was a trace of regret in the colorful eyes, and he turned and walked towards the club activity office.

Before knocking on the door, I heard voices talking inside, and the raised hand didn’t fall down. The person who spoke seemed to be Coach Ryuzaki, and his tone was rather worried, “I don’t know whether you can hold on to the capital meeting in your current situation. It is suggested that you take a period of leave first, and let the injury on your hand be recuperated."

The response was an unquestionable determination, with the usual coldness and seriousness, "I promised them that I will go to the national competition with them."

"Tezuka, don't you think about your future? Trying your best to win the game may cause you to never be able to hold a racket again." Facing this unusually determined and strong person, Ryuzaki sighed helplessly. Tone, she has persuaded this question many times, but every time it was in vain.

Tezuka was silent for a moment, "They need me."

Yu Shi stood outside the door separated by a wall, raised her hand to knock on the door with a little hesitation, then suddenly dropped it, leaning her back against the wall and remaining silent.

After a while, the closed door opened from the inside, and as expected, she saw the stern and mature boy. She nodded her head as a greeting, but she didn't intend to go in.

Tezuka frowned slightly. He glanced at Coach Ryuzaki, who was sitting inside with his back turned. After thinking for a while, he closed the door first. He noticed her left hand wrapped in gauze bandages, and his face suddenly froze.

Yushi raised the corner of her mouth helplessly, and handed him the application for resignation in front of him. It briefly stated the reason for the resignation. Her left hand was broken and she could only maintain basic mobility.

There were not many words on the application form, and Tezuka read it quickly, which was useless for her to play tennis.Looking at Yushi with a calm face, he turned around and was about to go back into the office to look for Ryuzaki, but she stopped him just in time, and took the application form back.

He looked at him in surprise, Yushi just smiled, closed his palms, crumpled up the application form, and walked towards the stairs.

She changed her mind.

Tezuka looked at her back with a complicated expression, and after hesitating, he chased after her, "Do you want to continue playing?"

"Hmm... I suddenly changed my mind." Yushi, who was walking down the stairs, looked at the cold gaze above, and she nodded.

"But your hand is injured." Tezuka's expression was very serious. From a player's point of view, he did not support the current Yushi to continue playing tennis.

Yushi looked at the aloof young man on the steps, and curled her lips, "Minister Tezuka, aren't you the same?"

"Your injury is much more serious than mine." His hand was also injured. Coach Ryuzaki advised him to give up and rest for the sake of the future, but he refused beyond doubt. He had his reasons, but what was she for? "You don't really like playing tennis, why did you make such a decision?"

Why?Yushi gently held the injured left arm, "Probably because I think tennis and the people in the tennis club are very interesting. I didn't like anything in the first place. It's rare to have this kind of feeling. I think it's necessary to keep trying." , Maybe one day in the future I will fall in love with tennis. "

Tezuka stared at him in a low voice, piercing her eyes sharply, as if he wanted to see through everything about her. He was not familiar with Yushi and had no communication in private, so he was very puzzled by her sudden insistence, but also She didn't refute her point of view, but just nodded in acquiescence, "If the situation does not allow, I will suggest Coach Ryuzaki to persuade her to quit."

With a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, Yushi walked down the stairs calmly holding her left arm.

Back on the court again, listening to the rhythmic batting sound from all directions and the uniform slogans, there was something extra in her bright purple eyes. She unconsciously stroked the bandage, and through layers of gauze, she could feel the Warm skin and bubbling blood.

There is a voice clamoring in her heart, throw everything away, go among them, enjoy, relax, and let go of everything; another voice whispers in her ear, you are different from those people, no matter when and where Even the earth must not forget what it has carried.

There was a needle-like pain in her mind, Yushi's face was a little pale, but someone pushed her shoulder lightly, "Enough?"

A familiar call came from behind, and a chill rushed to his forehead, pushing away all the noisy voices, Yushi turned around, "Deputy Minister Yi Tian, ​​long time no see."

Yi Tian nodded, his eyes fell on her left hand, "Why are you injured?"

"I accidentally fell and broke a bone." She pretended to smile relaxedly, "It will be fine after a period of recuperation."

Heaved a sigh of relief, "It's fine, you're not here these days, and the people in the tennis club are worried about you." She pointed to a brown-haired girl in a corner of the court who was loudly practicing the junior members, "Ah Jing was so anxious that her hair was about to be pulled out."

Thinking of Fujino's turbulent character, Yushi could imagine her acting like an ant in a hot pot. She laughed softly, and then looked slightly depressed, "But I can't play the game for the time being, my hand..."

Although Yi Tian felt a little regretful, he still shook his head, "It's fine, just come back, so that everyone can play with peace of mind." She pushed her into the court, just like the day she brought Yushi to the tennis club for the first time, "Let's go , go say hello to them."

Practicing people scattered in every corner showed joy when they saw the figures walking in suddenly, and they surrounded Yushi in a short while, greetings were endless, and for the first time, she was not bored by these noisy voices.