【A9】

"It's obviously Uncle Ben's fiancée, but she ended up marrying Akaji. ”

The words of the trace department were like a bombshell, and Chun Xia was a little out of sight.

She racked her brains for the memories of Keigo Keibe in her mind.

Keigo's mother and Junnatsu's mother were college classmates, and the two had a good relationship when they were at school. After graduating, Junxia's mother became a popular anchor, while Jibe's mother went to the UK to develop. Later, after both of them became wives, Junxia's mother went to the United States.

Sometimes friendship isn't about the number of contacts you make or the distance you have. Even if some people haven't been in touch for a long time, once they meet again, the estrangement of many years seems to disappear in an instant.

Despite being half a world apart, the two women would get together once when they returned to Japan. Although the number of such times is very rare.

Junxia came to the trace house for the first time in the year he graduated from elementary school.

Her first impression of the trace department was that she was a good boy who was polite, humble and polite. Only later did she realize how outrageous this realization was. She reluctantly admits that he is a good boy who knows etiquette, but the word "humility" hardly exists in Keigo's dictionary.

Because the two mothers reunited after a long absence, there were many whispers they wanted to say, so the two children were put into free.

"What can we do?" Xiao Chunxia tilted her head, looking at her surroundings with some curiosity, although she had always felt that she had seen a lot of the market, but the huge space of the Tracebe family, as well as the architecture comparable to the style of Buckingham Palace, still amazed her.

#不懂有钱人的世界. #

After hearing this, the trace department raised his eyebrows and said wantonly: "Uncle Ben's family has everything. ”

Hearing these arrogant words, Chun Xia couldn't help but feel a little funny in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it on the surface: "Is there even a shooting range?"

And at a young age, he actually called himself Uncle Ben, which really made Chunxia speechless. And the good and polite boy she just had!

"Well, there's a small one. Traces replied.

Junxia's eyes lit up, and he didn't care about the arrogant tone of the trace: "Then let's go and see!?"

"You can shoot, huh?" asked the trace, a little confused.

Facing the suspicious eyes of the trace, Chun Xia was immediately unconvinced, and smiled provocatively: "Yes, the technology or something is definitely better than you, the little master." ”

Seeing Chun Xia's provocative smile, the corners of his mouth also hooked up a confident smile, stroked his tears, and said with a laugh: "Your challenge Uncle Ben accepted." ”

So the two started a shooting competition.

Although he learned to shoot, he never wanted to do it. His skills are tennis and fencing, and he can play the piano, but he has only practiced shooting a few times, and his results have always been good because of his good eyesight.

But Junxia is different, she is already very smart, she often practices shooting, and takes it as a hobby.

So in this game where the two sides boasted about Haikou, Chun Xia won with a one-ring lead.

Faced with the fact that his skills were not as good as others, although he was a little annoyed, but at the same time, the fighting spirit in his heart was ignited.

Just now he thought that the girl in front of him was just a bluffing vase, but he didn't expect to be a little capable.

"What else would you do?!" he began to ask.

"Karate. ”

Jibu thought about it, but he hadn't learned it, so he skipped it: "What else?"

"Dance. ”

"Ballroom dancing?"

"No, modern dance. ”

Tracebe frowned, "Change one." ”

"The King of Fighters. Chun Xia raised her eyebrows and said with a smile.

"Boxing?!" Traces were a little surprised, what kind of things did the girl in front of her learn, it didn't fit her painting style a little.

"No...... It's actually a fighting game.,Young Master Jibu, do you want to give me a game.。 Junxia laughed.

"Uncle Ben doesn't play that kind of game that doesn't have nutrition," Jibu replied with some annoyance, "Don't you have a normal hobby or specialty?"

Chun Xia pinched his fingers, and it seemed that he really didn't have any special skills. It occurred to her that at Yukimura's house, she had gone with him to learn a few lessons in tennis, and after returning to the United States, she would occasionally play a dozen.

"Tennis?!" she tilted her head, and as soon as she spoke, she saw her eyes suddenly light up.

Jibu stroked the tear mole: "Let's compare tennis, ahhhhhh ”

"I'm average in tennis. Junxia pursed her lips.

"Uncle Ben doesn't care, go to the tennis court. "The trace department is still haunted by the loss to the girl just now. I finally found something that the two of them would meet, how could they let it go?

Then on the huge tennis court, Junxia was cut by six to zero.

There was a smug look on his face, and as a winner, he could finally say his nirvana: "Indulge in Uncle Ben's gorgeous skills." ”

He snapped his fingers and smiled wildly.

Chun Xia looked up at the dazzling little boy in front of him, and had to admit that the tennis and shooting of the trace department were indeed very powerful.

However, unless she is blind, she will indulge in people like you who don't pity the delicate flowers!

This is probably the fate of a happy family.

Later, I heard from my mother that in fact, when she was in college, she made an agreement with her mother in the trace department.

"There's such a ridiculous thing these days!? Probably after coming into contact with the trace, although she thought he was very powerful, the admiration or admiration had long disappeared under the shameful words he uttered and the gorgeous snap of his fingers.

Chun Xia later recalled that it was probably because she got acquainted with the trace department, which made her completely indifferent to this similar rich young master.

She deeply felt that she and they were not people of the same world.

"You listen to your mother first," Chunxia's mother said with a smile, "At the beginning, our agreement was that you and Aunt Sha would have a daughter, and I would give birth to a son, and then marry a baby." ”

In fact, Junxia's mother and Jibe's mother thought very simply. If two children can see each other, it is naturally a great thing, if not, then it is a joke.

The Chinese died early, and the era of arranged marriages by parents is long gone. Although it is easier for people with the right door to get into the eye, there is also a saying that "nobility is not in the blood, but in the heart".

The mind returned to the present.

Chun Xia looked at the traces with a smug face, and suddenly evoked a smile: "Hehe, it stands to reason that you should be my fiancée, right?"

"You ......" Traces obviously didn't expect that Junxia at this time already knew about the joke between the two mothers, and he froze for a while.

Junxia looked at him amusedly, and continued, "And, if we really have something, according to your personality, can we still eat together peacefully?"

"Hmm, why not? Uncle Ben is not a person who can't afford to let go," the trace department quickly returned to normal, raised his eyebrows, and looked afraid that the world would not be chaotic, "I still have my own thoughts, Uncle Ben is not a young girl." ”

"I'm almost an adult, okay!" Junxia was furious, "If you love her, you have to love her all, you really don't really love me." ”

"Uncle Ben has true love for you, then you won't be able to meet Akaji. Traces laughed wildly.

Chun Xia felt that being able to laugh out loud regardless of the occasion was actually a very powerful skill that could make the crowd within a radius of a few feet speechless.

Well, it's very traceable.

She watched him silently and pretended.

If it were someone else, in the face of everyone's puzzled and strange eyes, he would have already drilled into the cracks.

Rose petals are used to rain, slender fingers are used to snap fingers, school uniform jackets are used to throw into the sky, tear moles in the corners of eyes are used to fascinate people, and laughter is used to demagoguery.

Not only can he do those exaggerated and shameful things in a blatant and gorgeous way, but he can also make those who were originally disgusted with him willingly follow him.

After watching an Ice Emperor match, Junxia firmly believes that this is definitely a new type of cult.

#迹部**Good!#

#信迹部, have eternal life!#

After laughing, he regained his indifferent expression, took a sip of coffee, and said slowly, "He's sick." ”

"Who?" Junxia tilted her head in confusion, a little puzzled by his sudden change of subject.

Jibu raised his eyes and glanced at her lightly: "Yukimura Seiichi." ”

The long-lost Takema-kun!

Chun Xia's expression quickly became serious: "Is it an occupational disease?"

Ten years ago, Yukimura was a versatile boy, and Junxia knew that he loved tennis very much, and he was quite successful in it. Deliberately brought up to be sick by the trace department, it is definitely not an ordinary minor illness, Junxia thought for a while, and felt that if he was injured because of tennis, the probability was very high.

"How could his body go to the net?!" Traces snorted disapprovingly.

"Huh!?" Junxia cried out in rare surprise.

Listening to the meaning of the Ministry of Traces, it seems that Yukimura's health is not very good, but in her impression he is very healthy.

"Why?!I don't think you know?" said Jibu frowned, "According to the time, you should be a national three, right?"

Seeing that Chunxia nodded, he continued, "At that time, he was already sick. ”

"Wait...... You said that he was seriously ill in the third country?" Chun Xia's eyes were full of disbelief.

She still remembers that a few days ago, she had sent a text message to Yukimura, in which he seemed to be very optimistic and cheerful, talking about his drawings without the slightest hint of a patient.

"yes, it looks like he's hiding it from you," he nodded, "but then he had a successful operation and started playing tennis again, but he didn't end up going professional." ”

"How many of your tennis teenagers are playing tennis professionally now?" Junxia asked, confused.

After all, being an athlete is still too hard compared to others. It's okay to be a good □□, but it's not easy to be a career.

"Tezuka Kunimitsu, and Echizen Ryoma, but you don't know the one in the back yet. The trace said calmly.

At one time, he also regretted that he could not embark on the path of professional tennis, but this thought was fleeting. After all, there is something more important to him than tennis, and that is the family business of the trace.

He was born to bear the weight of the Trace's surname. Although the Jibu family is not a famous nobleman, it is also the hard work of his grandfather's generation, and he is enjoying the superior conditions brought by the previous generation, so he is naturally obliged to carry forward the entire family.

Yukimura Seiichi is very good in talent, but with a sick body, he still can't step into the professional field.

In fact, in addition to his sick body, his mentality is not in line with the quality of a professional player. Too obsessed with victory, or because of the darkness buried in the heart of that illness, is destined to not go far on the career path.

In comparison, among their group of teenagers, only Tezuka Kunimitsu and Echizen Ryoma are suitable for career paths.

"I think so. Junxia sighed silently.

It is naturally impossible for the person in front of him to enter the job network, and he must not have thought about this problem himself. It's just that she is still haunted by Yukimura's illness.

"If you're so worried, why don't you visit in person, ahhh Tracebe raised an eyebrow.

"Forget it," Junxia smacked her lips, "I haven't forgotten that I'm in the United States." ”

"Uh-huh, what if he's also in the United States and in this city?"

Junxia suddenly raised her head and saw that her eyes were full of playfulness.