[Net King] I have someone I like

"Finally finished moving." I brushed my messy hair back, feeling a sense of satisfaction that I was done.As soon as I moved, there was a sudden pain in my knee, "Hiss—" I didn't feel it when I was moving just now, but now I relaxed, I felt pain instead, and I subconsciously stretched out my hand to rub it.

Then, being blocked by someone, "Sit down." Yukimura Seiichi's gentle voice was tinged with coldness, I was stunned for a moment, and sat down obediently as he said, "Are you angry?" It wasn't during the last meeting That gentle feeling of black belly is a rare emotion that is directly expressed.

"Why didn't you say the painful thing just now?" Yukimura squatted down in front of me, and I shrank back almost subconsciously.

"Don't move." He stopped me.

Smiling, I wanted to explain, "Well, the fall was actually not very heavy." I also looked down at my knees, because of the heavy rain, the place had been washed away, and now that there is no rain, the scratched wounds began to Blood was slowly oozing out, and it looked bruised and swollen, a bit miserable.

"Is this what Igarashi-san can bear?" Yukimura didn't listen to my explanation, but asked back with a little anger.

It has been a long time since I was called a classmate, my heart shrank, and I still tried to show a kind smile, "It was really accidental, the fall was not serious, just go back and apply the medicine, if it is serious, I stopped just now , I'm not the kind of person who just ignores it when I get self-willed, I remember you and the teacher reminded me, "After thinking about it, I said, "And you think about it, these flowers are the painstaking efforts of us... so many people , you came here on purpose because you are reluctant to waste all your hard work."

In response to my sincere explanation, someone's face finally cleared up, "I'd better go to the health room." He said, turning around in a half-squatting position in front of me, "Come up."

"Ah?" I was really stunned for two seconds, and it wasn't until the boy looked back at me that I quickly moved on the ground.

Although it doesn't look strong, the arm that has been practicing tennis is actually surprisingly strong, and it lifted me up with a little effort.

I lay on his back, put my hands on his shoulders, my face was already flushed, and I asked in a low voice, "Will I be heavy?" A little bit of worry stemmed from the gradually accelerating heartbeat, and it was the first time I met him. In such contact with someone you like, apart from being at a loss, there are also dark, surging emotions.

"It won't be heavy." The voice that answered this time was smiling again.

"Liar," the feeling of dizziness surged from the bottom of my heart, and I didn't know what I was talking about. "Although I look a lot thinner, people who learn to dance actually have a lot of muscles."

"Remember now that I am a dancer?" Because he was lying on his back, when he laughed, his laughter seemed to be directly felt from the physical contact, "This is the foot of a future ballet dancer. Careless." The young man's back still looks a little slender, not particularly generous, but it is carrying me steadily, even in the wind and rain, it is also unbelievably warm.

My eyes were a little hot, I wrapped one hand around his shoulder, and put the other hand in front of his forehead, trying to shield him from more wind and rain, "Then this is the body of a future tennis player, so don't be careless."

The change in posture caused him to scold him not harshly but with concern, "Be careful, don't fall down again."

"How come, I have a good sense of balance." I replied slightly dissatisfied.

"Is your sense of balance useful now?"

"Of course it is useful, and it will be very stable when lying down." God, what am I talking about.

Sure enough, such a nonsensical answer made Yukimura laugh even in the wind and rain.

"Hey, it's embarrassing for you to laugh like that." Even though he muttered in an extremely unfriendly manner, his hands were still held there steadily.

"That kind of thing, didn't you lose it when you fell down and got nosebleeds when you met for the first time?"

"Yukimura Seichi!" I was really angry.

"Huh?" The voice with a smile, when humming this sound with a nasal voice, has a soft feeling like a baby.

The anger that just popped up just melted away like this. After I got to know him well, I realized that his jokes were actually more aimed at his own people. What about permanent scars?"

"No." He answered in the affirmative.

"Why not?"

"No," he affirmed again, with complete confidence in his voice, the confidence that everything is under control, "Igarashi is neither a stingy person nor a person who stagnates because of small setbacks , will not lack the courage to look forward."

"..." A word was caught in my mouth.

"What?" Apparently, Yukimura Seiichi, who had eyes and ears, couldn't hear clearly sometimes.

"I mean, the health room is here." Taking advantage of the moment he let me down, I leaned closer to his ear and whispered sincerely, "Thank you."

Actually, what I want to say is not this sentence, but that sentence, I can only say it to myself: Hey, if you are like this, Xing will like you very much.

Although I got caught in the rain and fell again, my physical fitness has always been very good, so I didn't even sneeze.Someone is even more powerful, and the next day he still went to the tennis club to train in high spirits. People can't help but sigh, athletic teenagers are in good health.

I was in a particularly good mood these two days, so when I arrived at the classroom early in the morning, I was still smiling all over my face, until Zao Ji ran in with a strange expression.

"Zao Ji, what's wrong with you?" I asked strangely.

"It's okay, the skin on my hand was scratched a little." Zao Ji squeezed out a smile.

I frowned, and stretched out my hand to hold her hand, "Why did it cut the skin, is it serious, I will accompany you to the health room."

"It's really all right, I just accidentally scratched it when I opened the locker. Class will start soon. I can go and get some medicine by myself. You don't have to accompany me." Zao Ji broke away from my hand, and rolled up like a gust of wind. gone.

My brows were furrowed even tighter, the appearance of an early girl is too strange, she would never be so perfunctory to me before, and how could she cut her hand when opening the locker?

When Zao Ji came back from the health care room, I pulled the stool to her desk with a serious face after class.

Seeing me rarely show such an expression, the smile on Saki's face was a little embarrassed.

"Is someone bullying you?" Although I have heard of campus bullying incidents, I have never encountered them.

Early Ji's expression drifted a little.

"Can't you tell the truth to me?" I was a little angry, "Is it right?"

Seeing me getting angry, Zaoji nodded, then quickly lowered his head.

I was outraged this time, "Who did it, do you have a clue in your mind?"

Zao Ji bit his lip, "It's really fine, after a few days they will feel bored, so they won't play anymore."

I slapped the table hard, "No, the murderer must be punished!"

Zao Ji hurriedly took my hand, "Xing, listen to me, I can handle this matter myself."

"But……"

She took my hand and begged softly, "I really can, okay? Okay?"

I was dizzy from her shaking, "Okay, okay."

Although I agreed on the surface, I didn't just give up. I knew her too well in the early years, and she was not the kind of weak and deceitful person. There must be something weird about this matter.

I won't just let it go if I bullied someone early.

The next morning, I got up early on purpose, and ambushed next to the locker, ready to see who was bullying Zao Ji.There was nothing abnormal on the first day, and nothing abnormal on the second day, but on the third day, someone moved.

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