can not say

Let's go out first. "

"Yukimura..."

"Get out, next time next time, I never want to hear that word again."

No one has ever seen the furious Yukimura Seiichi, even his playmate Sanada Genichiro was shocked.What kind of disappointment and even desperation caused a person who has always been proud and self-sufficient to be on the verge of losing control.

"I see."

Chuanhe Jiuya, who hadn't left the door, hurried towards the nurse's desk after hearing Sanada say "I see".I felt uneasy in my heart, thinking that a week was enough for Yukimura to calm down.He is a keen person, so he naturally knew that even if Sanada hadn't come, if Jiuya hadn't told him the good news about the tennis match in the past few days, something must have happened.So tennis is really so important to him, even if he knew it a long time ago, he still can't accept such a fact and such a defeat.

"Jiuya! Chuanhe Jiuya!"

"Ah? It's Qicao? How did you come to the hospital?" Jiuya, who had been thinking for a long time, suddenly heard someone calling herself, and turned around to see Qicao in surprise.

"Why are you like this at school, and you are like this in the hospital too! You look out of your mind, I think you should ask Uncle Asai to look at your mind for you to see if something is wrong."

Uncle Asai?Hearing Uncle Asai, Jiu Ya unconsciously thought of a week ago, but Yukimura was undergoing surgery. At that time on the lawn of the hospital, Uncle Asai was hesitant to speak. He didn't care at first, but now that he thinks about it, he might be the same as Yukimura's. About rage.what is it?

"Jiuya, do you know who is looking for you today?"

"Nakasa, I have something to do, I'll tell you later, I'm sorry!"

After speaking, Jiuya ran towards Dean Asai's office, leaving Nanakusa standing there dumbfounded, unable to recover.

Jiuya, why don't you listen to me?It's not someone else who came to you, but your younger brother, your favorite brother——Jiuyue!Although Nanicao really wanted to drag Jiuya down and shake her hard, and then yell at her loudly, but she was gone.

Turning her head, Nanakusa thinks it's better to tell Jiuyue that his sister is busy, forget it!But I don't want to, the person standing behind him is surrounded by a thin layer of golden light, with pure white skin and translucent eyes, like an angel left behind in the mortal world, this child has already cultivated the pure whiteness of an angel after three years. The temptation, people want to take good care of.

"September...September, didn't you say you were waiting at the gate of the hospital?" Nanicao is a mortal, indeed a mortal, so it's normal for her to be unable to withstand the temptation of an angel. She is not ashamed at all. No.

"Well, I thought it would be better to see my sister in person. But it seems that my sister is very busy, so we'll talk about it later." Jiuyue looked at the direction where the thin figure disappeared, her radiant eyes seemed dizzy In the moonlight, the coolness makes people heartache.

"Yeah, she has...too many things going on recently. But that's because she didn't know you were here. If she knew, she would definitely visit you first. "

"I know."

I know she will, because she is my sister, the sister of Chuanhe Jiuyue who puts me first.Thinking this way in Jiuyue's heart, she turned around and was about to leave the hospital that he used to feel warm but now he was bored with.

Watching Chuanhe Jiuyue turn and leave, Nanakusa followed unconsciously.After leaving the hospital building, Chuanhe Jiuyue found a bench on the lawn outside the building and sat down, turned his head and smiled at Ran Nanicao, then looked at the seat beside him, and motioned for her to sit down too.

Chuanhe Jiuyue is a calm person, but Ran Qicao dares to swear, never at that moment is he so firmly convinced of this.Because this person asked others to sit down, but half an hour passed without saying a word. Is this something a person can do?

"That... Actually, I've always been curious. With you being so clingy to your sister, why didn't you ask to stay?" In the end, it was Nanakusa who couldn't help herself.

"That's right, why didn't I stay? If I had stayed, would everything have been different?" Jiuyue, who was wearing a handsome and slim down jacket, raised her head slightly, looking at the blue sky, her eyes were full of youthfulness In an instant, it was like a well swallowing people's hearts.

"Uh..." Nanakusa was very embarrassed, is this an answer?If it were someone else, Aunt Nanicao would have greeted her with a punch, but because of this super black-bellied young master whom she had heard about since she was a child, Nanicao honestly admitted that she dared not.

"At that time, my sister said she wanted to stay, but she didn't say she wanted us to stay. That's why I parted ways with my sister without turning a corner." Jiuyue sighed regretfully, letting people know that this was really true. Winter.

"So she didn't say she liked Yukimura Seichi at the time?"

"Does that even need to be said?"

"That's true."

The topic that was finally found came to an end in such a hurry. When Nanakuo was considering whether to propose to go back to each house and find each mother, the person who had always insisted that silence is golden spoke first.

"Actually, I used to hate Yukimura Seichi."

"How is it possible, your sister knows Yukimura Seiichi because you like to play with Yukimura Seiichi?"

"Well, that's true, but that was before I knew he liked my sister."

"It is said that you always asked him to teach you tennis at that time! Wait, what did you just say?" Nanicao heard the terrible news. Although she had repeatedly tried to figure out the news, she couldn't find any evidence. So it has long been forgotten by Nanakusa.

"I said he likes my sister." Seeing such a startled Nanakusa in Jiuyue, she was a little impatient, but she still repeated it a little louder.

"Really? How do you know? I used to doubt it, but Yukimura Seichi is too calm. Although he is always smiling, no one can see what he is really thinking."

"Isn't this kind of thing clear when you think about it?"

"Hey, don't think everyone is a genius like you."

"Really? I think Yukimura Seiichi is even more genius than me."

"It seems that you are really in love with your sister, don't you hate her just because people like your sister?"

"If it was someone else, I wouldn't, but Yukimura Seiichi is different. He is good at keeping other people's eyes firmly locked. At that time... I would be afraid, afraid that my sister would no longer pay attention to me alone." September again The head was raised back, and the black hair on the forehead swayed with the movement.

"Well, I can understand that, as it is now. But since you hate him, why do you want to learn tennis from him?"

"It was my sister who asked me to learn from him. My sister hopes that I will be healthy and sunny. Naturally, I don't want her to be disappointed."

"But Jiuya said you like tennis?"

"Hmph, when did I say I like tennis!"

"Then how... oh, could it be..."

"Sister Nanicao, you are actually quite smart sometimes."

"It's too rewarding, then you can tell your sister!"

"Do you think I will refuse my sister's kindness? Or will I tell my sister that I hate someone and there is no reason?"

"No, you care so much about your sister, you definitely don't want to leave bad memories in her heart."

"So~!" Jiuyue threw her head back completely and sighed a long time.

The meadow, which I gazed at countless times when I was a child, is golden in the afterglow of the setting sun.Jiu Yue used to hate Yukimura Seiichi, because his sister's eyes would only stay on him, and he never worried that his sister would give her eyes to others.But when he knew that Yukimura Seiichi liked his older sister, he was afraid, because unlike other people, Yukimura Seiichi was such a beautiful person, always plundering other people's attention easily.He was afraid that his sister would one day be like other moths, jumping into the flame recklessly, and in the end he could only look for the fragments of his sister in the residual candle.

Girl, I was hesitant to tell you the day Yukimura Seiichi had surgery, but hey!

Girl, don't worry, medical care is changing with each passing day. There is no way in China, but it doesn't mean there is no way abroad.

Although Seiichi Yukimura can return to normal physical activities after surgery, he may not be able to play tennis as before.

In fact, he is still young now, and he still has time to change his hobbies. There is no need to be so pessimistic. After all, it is not a big deal not to be able to play tennis well.

Yes, for a third-year-old child, it’s nothing if he can’t play tennis to his fullest potential. After all, tennis is not a lifelong career.But the third-year-old child is Yukimura Seiichi and not someone else. His pride is really like the son of God, inviolable and unquestionable. If he can't play tennis to his fullest potential, is Yukimura Seiichi still Yukimura Seiichi?

"Do you need me to peel an apple for you?" Back in Yukimura's ward, the afterglow slanted on the edge of the bed, and Yukimura Seichi, who turned his back to Jiuya, seemed to be lying in the darkness, closing himself off and not allowing others call.

After waiting for a long time, he still didn't hear Yukimura Seiichi's answer, and even his breathing was terribly quiet.Chuanhe Jiuya's already pale cheeks turned even paler now, as if her vitality had been washed away and her vitality was gone. She was not at all like the previous Chuanhe Jiuya, who was always calm and confident, who didn't know what it was. scared people.

Jiu Ya turned around, wanting to leave some peace for Yukimura Seiichi.

"Where did you go just now?" Yukimura Seiichi's voice sounded, still charming and gentle, but more indifferent and domineering.

"I just...went to Uncle Qianjing's place." Jiuya didn't turn around, the two of them were back to back, the setting sun slantingly added a bright ridge between the two, and the two sides were dark, as if they had buried their emotions Unwilling to extricate themselves.

"...so...you know everything?" After another long silence, Yukimura Seiichi's voice became pale, as if he was panicked by the uneasiness after someone discovered a great secret.

"Well, yes." Jiuya buried her head deeper, staring at her toes, as if there was nothing in front of her, as vast as night.

Relatively silent, the two of them didn't move or speak, like dried paraffin, even their thoughts were missing.

"Let's go, in the future...don't come here again." The pale voice became a little hoarse, and it seemed that he had no hesitation, not like that elegant and confident Yukimura.

Jiu Ya suddenly turned around, opened her red eyes wide, full of disbelief, her lips parted slightly, but she never uttered a word.Standing on the side of the slanting sun, his hands were tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened, blue blood was floating on the fair skin, and a pair of young hands were also infected with pain.

Jiu Ya walked over, one step, two steps, three steps... Standing at the head of Yukimura Seiichi's bed, she slowly bent down and hugged the person on the bed tightly from her back to the quilt.She could feel him trembling suddenly, and he was suddenly hugged by her warmth, his heart ached, and he couldn't bear to let go.

"It doesn't matter, it will definitely recover. You are Li Hai's pride, and you will definitely be able to."

Jiuya's hand tightened slowly, she didn't know if it would hurt him, but she wanted him to feel how much her heart ached.

"Tennis...is all about me."

Yukimura Seiichi closed his eyes tightly, and spat out coldly.

"Yukimura"

"Yukimura"

"Yukimura"

……

Jiuya yelled like this, the lower the yelling, until the tears fell down the corners of her eyes and dripped on Yukimura Seiki's delicate cheeks.

"Yukimura Seiichi, you said that tennis is all you have, so you should get better. I don't believe in miracles, but I believe in you, Yukimura Seiichi."

Yukimura Seiichi did not speak, his breathing became murky, seeing Jiuya hugging him, Yukimura Seiichi turned around, buried in Chuanhe Jiuya's arms, stretched out his hands from under the quilt to hug Jiuya tightly waist.The two were leaning on each other on the bed, as if they were connected by nature. The bright light on the side looked weak and feeble, slowly glowing, gradually disappearing with the sunset of the sun.

☆、Junior high school that ended in [-]

At the national competition, a group of people full of tennis enthusiasm marched towards the final trophy.Some newcomers who participated for the first time will be surprised to find that Li Hai is mostly a purple-haired beauty, and some even mistake that person for a girl at the beginning.Some people who participated in the second or third time either showed fearful expressions after seeing that person, or smiled to express their gratified gratitude.

"How is it possible? Li Hai University will never lose." Chi also watched his seniors lose to a group of foreign devils on the sidelines, his eyes almost turned red, and although his minister had just been discharged from the hospital, it is not appropriate to get angry or something , but it is too wrong to be so indifferent as if staying out of the matter. Is Li Haida really going to lose here?No way.

"Are they really last year's schamps," said one of them across the way.

"In my country, even a little kid can beat them," said another.

"Senior, what is he talking about?" The seniors lost, and when Chi Ye was about to play, he heard the man mutter a word that he couldn't understand.

"Are they saying that we are really the last champions? In their country, even an elementary school student can beat us." Yagyu didn't get angry, but patiently explained to Kirihara, the lens was just being pushed by his slender fingers A cold light reflected on his face, with some forbearance.

"Bastard." Chi Ye's cheeks turned red with anger, and the fire in his heart became more and more intense.

New hatred and old hatred, the simple Chi turned into a demon again in this way, his blood red eyes let people know his determination to win.After a match, Nagoya Xingde was easily defeated by Chiya.

"It's the same one whose incrucial condition" full of doubts emerged in the opponent's mind.

"Unbelievable!" The companion was equally dumb.

When Li Haida regained the advantage with an absolute disadvantage, Nagoya Xingtoku was stunned, and Kirihara Akashi who was beside him was also in a daze. The one who dyed red'.

"Senior... what's going on?" Chi was also confused as he stared blankly at the current situation.

"Just let our children wake up." Lianji ignored Chiya's words, but said to Nagoya Xingtoku who was opposite, with a relaxed tone, not arrogant, but showing a moment of domineering.

"Xianichiro, let's end this game." Seiichi Yukimura, who had been sitting on the coach's bench, remained in the same posture, without any intention of moving, as if he had already expected that he would not have the chance to play.The purple bangs swayed lightly in front of the forehead, swaying a kind of intoxicating obsequiousness, but mixed with the heroic spirit of the king.

As Yukimura predicted, the competition came to an end easily and perfectly in the hands of Genichiro Sanada, a victory that belonged to Li Hai.

Outside the arena were cheering crowds, shouting 'The King Li Hai Da', which made Yukimura suddenly think of the dizzy afternoon when he was about to successfully complete his physical therapy a few days ago.

At that time, there were not many people in the rehabilitation room of the hospital, and there were very few people there most of the time, because few people could withstand the physical rehabilitation that was not only painful.And Seiichi Yukimura was still there, working tirelessly to restore his physiology.

I remember that at that time, the faint yellow light cast light spots on the rehabilitation room through a large piece of transparent glass. Chuanhe Jiuya had been standing by the wall closest to the door, with his back pressed against the wall, and his whole face was facing Yukimura Seichi. The direction of the eyes, the eyes are plain, without waves.She was standing all the time, as long as Yukimura Seiichi practiced, she stood for as long as possible.

"Um...the competition in three days...do you need me to help cheer?" Jiu Ya opened her mouth softly, her voice was soft, and she played the peaceful An Ran in the room in harmony with the warm rhythm of the sun.

"Why did you come? I don't need other people's support, you know that." Seiichi Yukimura didn't stop his recovery, but was slightly distracted, and answered heavily, without looking at Jiuya.

"...That's right." Jiuya's tightly closed lips opened only two words, still calm.

After that, Jiu Ya didn't speak any more, but there was some longing in her eyes, and unknown light waves rippling in her pair of bright black eyes.Yukimura Seiichi also didn't speak a word, he was concentrating on his recovery.

"Yukimura?" Genichiro Sanada's voice sounded in Yukimura Seiichi's ear.

"Huh?" Yukimura knew that he was distracted, and the moment he raised his bewildered purple eyes, he regained that intoxicating smile and the sternness of a king.

"What are you thinking? It's time for us to go to the next game." Sanada picked up the hat and put it on while talking.

"It's nothing, let's go." He pulled the clothes on his shoulders, picked up the tennis bag, and got up, with a calm face and no waves.

On the day of the national competition finals, the sky was very blue, without any cloud to cover it.The sun that gave light no longer had a round arc, but instead became a dazzling starburst, with a few more spikes.Fortunately, the sun was mild and shrouded layer by layer, neither rush nor slow, it was the same in the fierce competition field, and it was also the same in the parting airport.

"Flight xxxxx is about to check in and board the plane. Passengers, please prepare accordingly." In the spacious and transparent waiting room, Chuanhe Jiuya listened quietly, typed the last word on the mobile phone in his hand, and then: send success.

In fact, from Kanagawa to Tokyo, Jiuya does not need to take a plane, and the high-speed train is more than enough.But if it's a high-speed train, it's not like leaving for Jiuya, but rather sticking to this land to drag Si Lian to Tokyo, and then continue her unfinished dream.Chuanhe Jiuya has always been a trustworthy person. She borrowed from her parents for [-] years and promised [-] months to September, so everything should end on the [-]th day.

Dream, it's time to wake up.

So Chuanhe Jiuya chose the plane, she wanted to leave this land, leave completely from the bottom of her feet to the bottom of her heart, and then return to that plain but excellent Chuanhe Jiuya, to be that brave and gentle Chuanhe Jiuya.

The weather is just right today, and there are all kinds of people on a certain avenue in Tokyo, except that there are very few people in school uniforms, because it is the time for classes.So apart from Jiuyue's exquisite and beautiful face, his handsome school uniform is also a strange and eye-catching scenery.

Chuanhe Jiuyue didn't know why he skipped classes. He never skipped classes since he was a child.Three years ago, I was afraid that my sister would be unhappy, so I would not skip class even if I didn’t want to attend classes; three years later, I was afraid of remembering the past, so I would not skip class even if I wanted to.But today is very strange, he escaped, he just has some vague impressions, today seems to be some special day.

He just vaguely remembered that today seemed to be a rather special day for someone to come back.

He just vaguely remembered that today seemed to be an important day related to his sister.

He just...

Well, he admitted, he has always remembered it, and it has always been deeply imprinted in his mind. Today is the [-]th day after the countdown in his heart three years ago, when my sister will arrive in Tokyo.

Well, he admitted that he had been looking forward to, longing for this day, this moment.

Jiuyue stopped walking slowly, and suddenly raised his head back, staring at the dazzling sunlight, when tears were about to fall, he smiled, as bright as an angel's white wings.He strode forward abruptly, towards a direction that had been established for three years, disturbing the quiet but anxious crowd.

The wind stirred up his short black hair, exuding the joy of bursting out of the cocoon after he had been preparing for a long time.

"Sister, welcome to Tokyo."

Thousands of dialogues that have been thought hard at night can only be monotonously turned into a single sentence.

A boring and bloody TV series was playing on the TV. Ran Nanakusa watched happily while making complaints. At the critical moment when a hero got cancer and had to leave the heroine, Nanakusa's cell phone vibrated.Nanicao glanced at it impatiently, and gave up the idea of ​​ignoring it when she saw the word Jiuya.Patiently turned on the phone, flipped through the text messages, was silent for a while, then smashed the phone slightly into the sofa, sank into it, but ignored it.

He looked at the TV again, but he couldn't even utter a half-sentence, as if there was a switch that forcibly closed the gate of Nanakusa's speech.After staring blankly at the TV for a long time but didn't watch a plot or listen to a sentence, Nanakusa let out a heavy breath at this moment, sank half of her body into the sofa, looked up at the ceiling slightly, and said: " Smelly girl, she still sends out mass messages, she has no conscience."

"Ah... ah... ah..." A higher-pitched voice jumped out of Hua Shu's beautiful voice, and the vocal instructor next to him was full of admiration.

"Okay, it's the students in the courtyard, you should take a break first, and the others will practice again." Huashu in the courtyard has always been excellent in music, so although the other students are a little frustrated, they are not unwilling.

"Yes, teacher." Hua Shu's obedient and sweet voice broke up some uneasy atmosphere in the classroom, she obediently stepped aside, opened her bag, saw the screen of the mobile phone flickering, opened it, and checked the text messages.

"Teacher...she is a classmate in the courtyard..." A classmate said hesitantly.

When the vocal teacher looked back, it was Hua Shu from the courtyard who had already run out of the classroom with her bag, and couldn't wait for her to say, "It's a classmate from the courtyard, where are you going?" '.

why?

How did that happen?

It must be impossible, go to Wen Ruo, Wen Ruo will definitely say: Hua Shu, you are confused again, right?

Most definitely.

There are some small tables and chairs in the bookstore behind the alley, specially for those who like to read in the store. The owner is a considerate middle-aged woman who smiles every day.She has long been used to a short-haired girl wearing glasses nestling in her small shop on weekends, flipping through newly arrived mystery novels, watching the girl thinking hard and earnestly, as if she could see her whimsical and reckless behavior when she was young , You can relive the sweetness and bitterness of that time.

But today is very different. For a long time, the girl has been sitting there, not turning a page of the book, not drinking a sip of water, just propping her chin with one hand, and resting the other on the armrest, with her eyes unfocused. on the page.

The store owner was arranging the bookshelves while watching the girl, and then saw a cute girl with pink curly hair rushing into the bookstore.The girl put her hands on the table panting, and said anxiously to the girl with short hair and glasses.

"SMS... that text message... did you receive it?" Hua Shu panted heavily, breathing heavily, but said eagerly.

"Yes." Wen Ruo pushed his glasses, still staring at the pages of the book, not daring to look up into Hua Shu's eyes, because they must be full of crystals.

"How could it be? Jiuya...Jiuya she... Didn't we agree before that even if we are not in the same class, we must be in the same school! Lihai University...Lihai University does not have a high school...Why why? It takes a long time to go to Tokyo...it takes a long time to drive! Like this...we can't have lunch together...we can't...we can't go to the concert together...we can't laugh together under the cherry blossom tree Is it?" Hua Shu was trembling, teardrops hit the table in big drops, making a 'pop', 'pop', and 'pop' sound.

"Huashu...Qicao said...she said that Jiuya had only told her parents to study here for three years, and she would go back after three years. We...we can't do this." Yes, we can't do this, This requires Jiuya to stay for us.

If Xiao Liwen knows.

Even Hua Shu in the courtyard knew about it.

Ran Seven Grass knows better.

But, they really wanted to do this, really wanted Jiuya to stay for them and complete three years and three years together until they couldn't make up a complete three years.

In fact, time is very long, none of us can touch the future, the days are very short, [-] hours, [-] minutes, [-] seconds is another new sun.

Maybe, the next day.There will be four youthful girls, generally older, with a slender or thin body, one with glasses and blue hair that makes people feel alienated and intellectual, one with wine red curly hair that is very lively and beautiful, one The pink curly ponytail has a pleasant voice, and the long black hair is slightly curly and beautiful.

In the place where cherry blossom petals are strewn all over the avenue, there is filtered delicate sunlight all around, talking and laughing quietly, the brilliance on the face has never passed through time, never faded in the blue years, it is still so intimate, it is still the same innocent romance.At that time, Hua Shu must still have a beautiful voice in the courtyard, Xiao Liwen Ruo must still be sensible and sensitive, Ran Qicao must still be noisy but wise, and Chuanhe Jiuya must still listen quietly and smile.

Recipient: Dye Seven Grass; Xiaoli Wenruo; Huashu in the courtyard

Nanicao, Wen Ruo, Hua Shu, I'm so sorry to tell you now that I can't go to the same high school and college with you.Please forgive me tolerantly, please?My dearest sisters.I am very happy to have been intertwined with your lives in the past three years, and it is difficult to separate each other. This kind of fate is the luxury of many people, but I have easily obtained it.I should thank God that when I send such an official text farewell so hypocritically, I can still firmly believe that you will not blame me in the slightest.

A few years ago, I stayed in Kanagawa in order to see more, listen more, and think more around the people I like.But after three years, I can't tell how much is for him and how much is for you.The Chuanhe Jiuya who left Kanagawa is still your Chuanhe Jiuya, with the same appearance and same friendship.

Goodbye, sure goodbye.

Sender: Chuanhe Jiuya

On this day, three girls with very different personalities received this text message at the same time, sad, reluctant, angry, and confused, they all deeply believed in the sentence: Goodbye, goodbye for sure.

On the central court of the National Junior High School Tennis Tournament, the final match is about to take place, Li Haida VS Aigaku.Many people are excited about this game. Some people guess that the rising star Seigaku has unlimited potential and may create miracles. Some people firmly believe that the king Li Haida has no dead ends, let alone the presence of the son of God Yukimura Seiichi.

In the preparation room, Seiichi Yukimura checked his phone, then put it back in his bag.Leading a group of the proud sons of Li Haida towards the Holy Land.

The text message read: Goodbye.Sender: Chuanhe Jiuya.

So, goodbye?Chuanhe Jiuya? ——Seiichi Yukimura

☆、[-] Three years later

Three years later, people as old as Jiuya are preparing for the college entrance examination, and the atmosphere is very tense, but the relationship between Jiuya and Nanakuo has never been broken.Although Jiuya didn't go back to Kanagawa for three years, and Nanakusa and the others rarely came to Tokyo, but ordinary letters, ordinary phone calls, and ordinary text messages let them know everything about them in the past three years.

For example, on Valentine's Day, how the chocolates on the desk piled up like a mountain.

For example, how Wen Ruo's mystery novels became popular on the Internet.

For example, how distressed Nanakusa is in the exam, how can't bear Ueno's obsession.

For example, Lihai Daxin was dumbfounded when he changed the principal.

……

For example, three years ago, at the National Tennis Competition for Junior High School Students, Yukimura Seiichi looked like a god but failed miserably.

……

For example, in the past three years, how many roses and gifts filled Yukimura Seiki's small desk and square locker.

……

For example, in the freshman year of high school, Seiichi Yukimura was the head of the tennis club, and Genichiro Sanada created a new miracle.

……

For example, during his sophomore year in high school, Seiichi Yukimura went to the United States to deeply and thoroughly heal his illness.

……

For example, in the third year of high school, Seiichi Yukimura was admitted to a well-known university in advance because of his genius-like talent for painting.

……

Yukimura Seiichi.

Yukimura Seiichi, Yukimura Seiichi.

Yukimura Seiichi, Yukimura Seiichi, Yukimura Seiichi.

Or Yukimura Seichi.

Jiuya repeatedly wrote, wiped, wrote, and wiped repeatedly on the misty wall in the bathroom.

In the past three years, Chuanhe Jiuya was not without people who liked her, many people told her that they liked her, and among them there were not no outstanding ones such as Yukimura Seichi.They said: I like you, I like you Chuanhe Jiuya.But she didn't agree, it's not that she hasn't been moved, it's not that she is obsessed and unwilling to give up her childish dream, it's just that she is afraid of letting her down, afraid that she will let others down.

In the past three years, it's not that Chuanhe Jiuya didn't have a good impression of others, and she also paid special attention to a certain person.It's not because they have the shadow of Yukimura Seiichi, and it's not because they want to use them to explain their feelings for Yukimura Seiichi.But she never took a step forward, and she was still afraid of being let down, afraid of being let down by others.

After leaving the bathroom door, Jiuya was still wiping her wet black hair when the phone on the table rang.She walked over to answer the call without paying too much attention to the caller ID, thinking that at this time only Ran Qicao would be bold enough to disturb the people.

"Hello~" Jiu Ya's sweet voice contained a smile.

"Hi, hello, is Qingwan here?"

"..."

"Hello? Ah! Sorry, I made the wrong number. I'm really sorry."

"..." The voice on the phone was so charming that people were so drunk that they couldn't utter a single word.So Jiuya stared blankly for a long time, not even aware of when the phone was hung up by the other party, or when the phone slipped from her hand.

Pick up the hair dryer, dry your hair, pick up a pen, finish your homework, close the curtains, turn off the lamp, lie on the bed, cover the quilt, reach out, turn off the bedside lamp, close your eyes, and fall asleep.

Hello, hello, is Qing Wan there?

Hello, is Qing Wan there?

Is Qing Wan here?

Is Qing Wan there?

Qing Wan?

Are you there?

Qing Wan?Who is Qingwan?

I deliberately do not care, but inadvertently missed what?Is it really, missed? ——Chuanhe Jiuya

In the early morning, Jiu Ya woke up when the alarm clock rang for the first time, and she couldn't remember when she fell asleep, let alone how many hours, or how many minutes, or how many seconds she slept... millisecond.

Staring into a pair of black eyes, Mrs. Chuanhe's steps from the kitchen were startled.Jiuyue, who was sitting at the dining table preparing breakfast for her sister, saw her sister's beautiful eyes, which looked like they were stained with ink, and stopped what she was doing.And Chuanhe's parents, who originally wanted to put down the newspaper and greet their daughter for breakfast, let the newspaper hang in mid-air when they saw the big dark circles under their daughter's eyes.

"Sister, what's the matter with you?" Jiuyue got up and helped her sister to his seat, and asked with concern.

"I'm fine, I read too late last night." Jiuya avoided Jiuyue's gaze with some dodge, and buried herself in her breakfast.On the other hand, Mrs. Chuanhe and Chuanhe's parents looked at each other, and tacitly chose not to ask questions. They always believed in their children's choices.

On the way to school, a few green leaves fell unexpectedly, the birds broke through the sky, and their cries brought out the warmth of the red sun.Jiuya's jet-black lower eyelids have healed a lot, but they still hurt a little due to lack of rest, so she rubbed them with both hands while walking.Chuanhe Jiuyue, who was walking beside her, looked at her sister with some distress, but in fact, she most likely knew the reason in her heart.

"Sister, yesterday I heard the sound of your mobile phone ringing in your room. It seemed to be very late at that time. It must be Sister Nanicao~! No wonder you go to bed so late. Even if you want to reminisce about the old days, you have to watch the time. Going to bed late is not only bad for you You are not in good health, and you are prone to wrinkles. Don't blame others for mistaking you for my mother!" Jiuyue teased and made faces at Jiuya, but her voice was full of tenderness.

"Stinky boy, I dare to laugh at your sister when I grow up. I know, I won't do it in the future." Jiu Ya laughed and cursed, not at all blaming, but full of pampering, and suddenly feeling overwhelmed by Jiu Yue's words