I didn't expect you to be such a bear Er!

"Then are you happy? No two. Are you happy playing tennis?"

Qiandai raised her hand to grab the wrist that was as smooth as a jade bone, and gently pulled it down and put it on her green skirt.

She was asking this question seriously.

This recognition made the smile in Buer's ice-blue eyes more intense, flowing slowly like water breaking ice in spring.

Fuji laughed, "Qiandai, I enjoy the excitement and fun brought by tennis."

He didn't answer her directly.

Qiandai was still very serious, "In fact, you are even more unconvinced than me."

Buer was taken aback, then smiled gently, "I know."

At this time, Qiandai slowly moved down the hand holding the second wrist, and gently covered the white hand with the utmost tenderness, "But it's not important, no two."

"Just like you said. No two, just be happy. No matter when and where, just be happy."

"..." Buer looked at Qiandai inquisitively, and he always felt that there was something hidden in Qiandai's words.

And Qiandai met Buer's gaze, and smiled softly.

As the president of the literary club, Qian Dai actually doesn't need her to do many things herself.

She is only responsible for planning the literature column in the school magazine, publishing some literature posters, and occasionally guiding the writing and reading of the members.

"Miss Nishikori, this is the manuscript I wrote for this issue, please give me your advice."

Qiandai raised her head and looked at the handsome and immature boy standing in front of her. Well, he seemed to be a newcomer in the first grade, habitually raised a soft smile, "Well, just put it there. I'll let others read it later. Give it back to you."

After finishing speaking, she continued to immerse herself in reviewing this issue of literary manuscripts for the school magazine.

It's just that she didn't expect that when she had finished a section of the exam, the first-year junior was still standing upright in front of the desk, motionless.

"Do you have anything else to do?"

Qiandai looked at the young man in front of her with some puzzlement, but found that the young man's face turned redder and redder under her gaze, immediately turning like a ripe tomato. If it was normal, Qiandai would have thought he had a fever. It's over 40 degrees.

"That... I... that..."

Hemming and hawing, fragmented like a broken piece of tape, the boy buried his head lower and lower, until in the end he could only see the red earlobe that seemed to be bleeding.

Seeing that there is still something in the dream here, Qiandai sighed helplessly, and she just wanted to speak tactfully to let this young and immature boy quit.

But the young man seemed to have misunderstood Qiandai's sigh, thinking that he was causing trouble to his favorite senior, so he raised his head abruptly, his clear eyes filled with tears in an instant.

"sorry."

The standard ninety-degree bow, Hong Liang's loud apology shocked Qiandai who was completely unsuspecting.

Then Qiandai saw that the boy seemed to be being bullied by someone, covering his mouth and running away as if fleeing.

Qian Dai, who is suspected of bullying her junior: "..."

Qiandai, who was a little confused, said she didn't know why, but she didn't take it to heart.

I just focused on the name of the junior who was crying today when I was reading the manuscript.

Hiroo Inoue, uh, a mighty name, a fragile boy, it doesn't fit well.

It’s just that she was a little worried after all, so Qiandai specially gave Hiroo Inoue’s manuscript to her good friend and vice president of the literary club Keiko Kojima, asking her to help bring it to him, and wanted the other party to notice that there was something wrong with Hiroo Inoue .

"Hiroo Inoue? I seem to have heard of it somewhere."

Kojima Keiko rubbed her chin, thought seriously, and then tapped her right fist, "Isn't that the handsome first-year student?"

"Yes, it's him."

Qian Dai nodded, "After you give him the manuscript, take a look at him..."

It's just that Keiko Kojima didn't let Qiandai finish speaking. She grabbed Qiandai's shoulders and looked at Qiandai excitedly, "Why, are you finally going to give up Fujisuke and choose another spouse?"

"what are you talking about?"

Qiandai was about to be defeated by Kojima Keiko's peculiar brain circuit. She looked helplessly at her friend who had a cute face but a girlish heart, "I'm just a little worried about that junior."

Then, without waiting for Kojima Keiko's wild thoughts, he told the whole story of what happened today.

At the end, he said solemnly: "So, don't think about it."

After hearing the whole story, Kojima Keiko sighed sadly, "I thought there would be new material. What a pity."

Her good friend is infatuated with Fuji Zhouzhu. If she suddenly fell in love with someone else, something earth-shattering must have happened, and it must be very good material.

Knowing the habits of her good friend very well, Qiandai pushed Keiko Kojima, who was still looking regretful, to the door, "Okay, okay, you go quickly. Go early and come back early."

"I mean it, Chidai."

Kojima Keiko stopped in her tracks, turning her head back, the cute Baozi's face was serious, "Sometimes giving up may give you better things. Only if you give up, you can get something."

At least it's better than being in love like this.

This was a bit nonsensical, but Qiandai still understood, her heart was filled with warmth, and she raised her hand to pinch her friend's bulging cheek, "But the better one is not what I want most. , willingness, it depends on what is giving up and what is gaining."

If it's not what she wants, then she would rather not have it.

Can't give up, no matter how much you give her, she will never let go.

She was very clear about this from beginning to end.

The author has something to say: Ah, little angels, Xiaozhi is back.

The collection is long, and the little angel gave Xiao Zhi such a high evaluation, Xiao Zhi expressed that she was very happy.

Thank you little angels (*′ェ`)つ≡≡≡≡爱爱爱爱)Д`)

☆、Chapter6, Doubt