[Comprehensive] Yukimura, take medicine

In the afternoon of July, there is plenty of sunshine, shining through the clean glass windows of the hospital into every ward on the sunny side, and shining on the beds makes the resting patients in the hospital feel drowsy.

Yukimura, who has been gently enveloped by the sun, is not sleepy at all, maintaining a single movement, occasionally tilting his head slightly...

"Hey, don't move." Qingjian sat right in front of the hospital bed, with an easel in front of her, and a few strokes on the white drawing paper outlined the appearance of the boy in her heart.

A pencil can hardly describe half of the boy's demeanor.

The purple-blue pupils are full of affection, and the slightly upturned ends of the eyes are full of smiles.Even Yukimura, who has lived in the hospital for so long, has not acquired the gloomy aura that is exclusive to the hospital. He is still the head of the Rikkai University Tennis Club. Sitting quietly, people can't help but be impressed by his aura .

Such a person is her boyfriend.

Thinking of this, Kiyomi also curled the corners of his lips, and looked up at Yukimura.

"Did I ever tell you you were good-looking?"

Yukimura tilted his head slightly, showing a puzzled expression, as if he didn't understand why his girlfriend suddenly mentioned this, "You often said that I look like a girl when you were young, does this count as a compliment for my good looks?"

Qingjianwenyan's brain started to work quickly, but after a few spins, it got stuck. Letting her, a person with a bad memory, recall things from her childhood, is like letting a scumbag start the master mode, how difficult it is.

"I was so discerning when I was a child?"

"When you were young...actually, you liked playing with Rina more." Yukimura lowered his eyes, his slender fingers intertwined, "But at that time, Rina was very naughty and often couldn't take care of you."

"But I remember that you always bullied me, otherwise why would I be so afraid of you before." Kiyomi put down the pen, got up and turned the easel to the position facing Yukimura, walked over to sit beside her boyfriend, and poked Yukimura's chest with his hand, " Then why didn't you take good care of me when you were young?"

Really... Yukimura was a little dumbfounded, he really didn't know how to say to his girlfriend, you really interpreted the four words of kindness, revenge and revenge to the fullest.

Yukimura spread out the girl's palm, and gently rubbed his fingers on the thin callus left by holding the pen all year round, as if he was thinking about how to speak.

Qingjian was not happy anymore, she was very concerned about the shadow her boyfriend left on her when she was a child, she pouted and said unhappy, "You must have thought I was stupid when you were young... They all said you were smart, even your father said that Ashi Ah, what a very clever boy that is."

"No, why do you think you are stupid? In my heart, you are the best existence."

"I said when I was a child."

"When I was young, I felt that you were different from others. Rina was the same age as you, but she often cried when she was ignorant. The first time I saw you was in the hospital. At that time, you and Rina were not the same. I was born in half a month, my father took me to the hospital to see the baby, you lay next to Rina, sleeping quietly, and Rina next to you couldn't wake you up no matter how noisy you were, at that time, I really thought you were cute."

……

what the hell.

"It's because I don't cry and sleep soundly, so you think I'm different...? Your brain circuit was very strange when you were young."

"If I really liked you at the beginning, it was because you were good-looking, would you think I was too superficial?"

Yukimura thought for a while, but he couldn't tell a lie. It was because the girl was as tender as a doll when she was a child. She wore a princess-like skirt and was hugged by her brother Kanata, with soft blond hair hanging on her shoulders.

The appearance of her sleeping peacefully leaning against the arms of Zenta is very similar to the blond angel in Hebrew mythology, as sweet as the candy prepared by her mother for her younger sister.

Thinking of when I believed in angels in this world when I was a child, I felt that he was a fool at that time.Then when I think of Akaya who still believes in the existence of Santa Claus, I feel... the future of the Rikkai Tennis Club is also worrying.

Qing Jian leaned on Yukimura and thought about it seriously, "Actually, I am too."

"kindness?"

"Because you're good-looking, because I thought about it, if you were so ugly, maybe I wouldn't even play with you, and I would only play with Rina."

"You are really direct. Fortunately, I look after you."

Just as the two of them were chatting about their childhood, Qing Jian's cell phone made a dull vibrating sound on the quilt.

Qing Jian reached for the phone, and with a swipe of her finger, a text message popped up on the screen.

[Hocho Taro: Kiyomi, do you want to go to the Kanto competition together this weekend? ]

"Hey, a text message from Chotaro."

Since Feng helped Qingjian in the police department, the relationship between the two of them has become much better than that of their classmates who were slightly alienated before. In addition, Qingjian's friend who met in Bingdi has been secretly in love with Feng for a long time, and the few of them often go out together.

"I feel that Feng-kun is very enthusiastic." Yukimura held the girl in his arms, resting his chin on her shoulder.

Qingjian flinched slightly, the hot air sprinkled on her neck made her a little itchy, and she quickly returned it to Feng [I have this plan, but I may be with the Lihai University Tennis Club, depending on their game, Changtaro that day Is there a game too? ]

[Feng Changtaro: Well... it started in the morning. ]

[If I go early, I will cheer for you, um and Haruko w. ] Haruko is one of Qingjian's good friends in Bingdi, and she has a crush on her classmate Feng for more than a year.

Feng put down the phone, threw himself on the bed, covered his face with the pillow, his ears were a little red, he felt that his behavior was simply too bad, it just stimulated his shame...

Knowing that the minister has a strange feeling for Kiyomi, although he doesn’t know why there are so many girls in Bingdi, the minister is interested in Kiyomi who transferred to Bingdi halfway, even if he knows that Qingjian already has a very good boyfriend However, the other party is still as good as the head of the Lihai University Tennis Department, who is no less excellent than his own head.

Why.I hope that Qing Jian will not turn the corner, and the skill of being full of poisonous tongue against the enemy will not be activated on the minister.

Because he really couldn't refuse the minister's request. When the other party asked him casually, can you bring your friend who entered the police station to watch their game, the slight expectation in the minister's eyes still revealed that he hoped that the girl The idea of ​​being able to go, from the fact that he would go to the police station with him nervously to often chatting with him about the situation in the class, he knew that Minister Qing Jianyu was indeed a somewhat subtle existence.

It's clear that two people don't even know each other.

"Actually, I don't want to go." Qing Jian rubbed Yukimura's arms lightly, as if he was being coquettish with his master, "I want to be here with you more. If the game time is too long, after you wake up What if you can't see me?"

Yukimura hugged the girl's hand and tightened it, "No, Rikkai's games have never been held for too long."

Many schools chose to abstain from Shanghai Lihai University, how could it be too long.

"By the way, when you get better, let's go to Akashi's game. They seem to have a game, and it's about the same time as your national competition." The two people who met unexpectedly because of a one-day trip to the police station are very compatible, hobbies and so on Pretty much the same.

"Okay. I'm also curious about what Akashi is like." He should be able to treat anyone who is good to her as a friend.

The author has something to say: I’m looking for a collection, I’m asking for a comment w But... I’m still quite afraid of being criticized oao This is the first time I’ve written a long story, there are a lot of bad things

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