[Net King] Only you can see me

Another day to review.For the current Qianchuan Muhe, it is already commonplace.

Sometimes she felt that the only thing left to her by that accident was "re-examination".It's very subtle, she would occasionally be in a trance, thinking that this is not the case, more than that, in a hidden corner, God must have hidden surprises.

It's just that she couldn't remember where the surprise was placed.

Not nothing.

So, where is it hiding?Qian Chuan Muhe leaned forward and leaned on the railing of the hospital garden.The review sheet in hand shows that everything is normal, which means that such review may not be necessary in the future.

See, now there is nothing visible.

Feeling... a little depressed.

Raising her hand to cover the sun that was slowly shining on her face, she let out a breath.

"Sister, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

A little girl of three or four years old stopped in front of her, looking up at her.The girl's face was flushed, and her eyes were round. She asked her in a childish voice, and then replied to herself: "If you are sick, the nurse sister will recover after an injection. Don't be afraid, sister. I will give you this flower." , you'll be fine."

As he spoke, he handed over the carnation that he had been pinching in his right hand.

Qian Chuanmuhe took the flowers, bent down, and laughed: "Thank you, you gave me a flower, and I will give you something too."

After speaking, he pulled out a palm-sized fluffy "little rabbit" from his sleeve like a magic trick.

The little rabbit came alive, and the little girl yelled "wow" when she saw it, and happily took it.

That "rabbit" was bought by a handmade doll shop she happened to visit on the way here. It was very realistic and cute, and she kept it in the pocket of her coat.

"Thank you sister!"

The little girl hugged the rabbit dearly, rubbed her face several times before thanking her, and ran back happily.

Qian Chuan Muhe straightened up, watching her small body run into the pavilion in the garden.

There is a person with his back to this side, and he can be seen holding a book in his hands, surrounded by a circle of children.

With a very strange intuition, Qianchuan Muhe only took one look and decided that this was the person he had met in Lihai University.

Just a back view made her familiar.

Through the exposed corner, Chikawa judged that the book should be a book of fairy tales.

Those children don't seem to be very old, and they probably don't know how to read, so the boy should be reading stories to them.

Looking at the smiles on the faces of those children, one can imagine his gentle and soothing voice reading those words.

That boy is a good brother, right? !

It was Friday afternoon when I received the ice emperor's practice match request.

Yukimura stood outside the tennis court, watching the contest between the second-year freshmen on the court.

"Sorry, Atobe, I don't think we can go tomorrow."

Yukimura stared at the second grader named Kishimoto on the field, observed his every subtle movement, and noted down his every deficiency.He is now in the third grade and is about to graduate.It is obviously not enough for Lihai University's tennis club to have only one trump card, Kirihara.

"Huh? I am really looking forward to the contest with you, Yukimura."

Atobe on the opposite side was dissatisfied.

"Sorry, I look forward to the duel with the Ice Empress in the future."

He spoke euphemistically, but there was always an indisputable momentum in Rourou's tone.In this regard, he is not much more than Atobe.

"Ah...in that case—"

Atobe spoke regretfully, but was interrupted in the middle of the conversation, and another man's voice came from the microphone: "President, Santa Maria Academy has sent you what you need for tomorrow's game, please go and see it immediately." .”

Santa Maria.

The name of this school has been repeated in Yukimura's ears these days.

The fox mask girl I met on the day of the Unabara Festival.

After that day, he also asked Akie Sanada, she painted all the masks that day, each one is different, maybe she still has some impression of which one was sold to whom.

Sanada Akie heard him ask about this, and said casually: "Fox masks? Those were painted by Cang Ji, and only five were drawn, and they were all given to friends from the former school."

Yukimura and Akie Sanada have known each other since they were young, and he still remembers the name of the school she attended before—Santa Maria. Not long ago, he heard it from Sanada.

Hearing the name now, he couldn't help but think of those eyes.It was emerald green, and there was a lake of water shrinking deep in the pupils of her eyes.

"Atobe, I think we can now discuss the details of tomorrow's game."

Yukimura said this without warning.

Atobe was a little surprised, as meticulous as he was, he had a keen sense of the sex between Yukimura and "Santa Maria".

The weather was fine for the weekend.

Chikawa and the members of the choir stood backstage, making the final adjustments to the clothes.

There was a chorus competition today. Although it was just an ordinary competition in the Tokyo area, as the first competition he participated in after he recovered from his illness, Chikawa Muwa was still a little nervous.

He closed his eyes, let out a deep breath, and after hearing the applause outside, he followed his companion and stood on the stage.

Chorus is not a matter of a single person who sings well, it pays attention to coordination.

The cello sounded, took a deep breath, and opened my mouth.

The solemn and magnificent religious song "Ode to Joy" was sung piously by these religious believers, and it was tinged with mystery.

Yukimura deliberately arrived at Ice Emperor in advance to catch up with this first track.

Holy, cleansing sound.

This feeling is too familiar, familiar, as if I have redeemed myself in pain.

His gaze swept over the people on the stage one by one, and finally settled on the people in the middle of the second row.

Due to Atobe's reasons, he sat in the front row, very close to the stage, and could clearly see every face there.

The owner of those beautiful green eyes finally appeared in his eyes—he felt that he must have imagined that face countless times in his dreams, with fair, flawless skin, slender, slightly raised eyebrows , her lips closed lightly when she was not moving, and her eyes seemed to have sharp flashes in a blink of an eye, standing quietly, she was quite heroic.But when she sang, her expression softened all of a sudden, and her eyes also curved into soft arcs, giving her more sunshine and vitality.

His heart was beating in his chest, and his blood was rushing in his ears. The excitement felt completely different from the passion on the field, mixed with the satisfaction of fulfilling a long-cherished wish for many years.

Sometimes a glance is just so magical.With just one glance, Yukimura remembered that face, and even when he just looked at those eyes and that face, and didn't know this person well, he felt... slightly moved.

Unbelievably, he could almost imagine her character from this face.

It must be cheerful, kind and brave.

Chikawa Muwa also saw Yukimura in the audience.

Compared to his throbbing, she was only puzzled by the scorching eyes he looked at her... with a hidden knife in his smile.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a pervert...

Qian Chuan Muhe trembled all over, and almost sang the wrong lyrics.

Fortunately, she maintained a mediocre position in the choir. She didn't sing very well, and she wasn't the best-looking. She rarely had a good voice. Not many people will notice.

However, she quickly glanced at a certain place off the stage - she really cared a little bit, what on earth attracted that boy's strange gaze.

The author has something to say: I have been dizzy from being busy these days, and I have a lot of work at night.This chapter is written in a particularly bad state, intermittently.I changed it several times, and I can barely read it...