"Sakuraichi wants the ring back?" Fuji looked down at her with a soft smile on his face, compared to two years ago, Sakuraichi's height has grown from the short 130 to 155, although it is not short among girls, but Fuji has grown to 180, so she has to raise her head slightly when she looks at him, but Rao is so, her whole face will not be fully exposed, at most it is half, although Fuji has seen it a long time ago. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Forget it." Retracting his gaze, Sakuraichi said indifferently, "I'm just asking." ”

"Yes." With a slight bow, Fuji reached out and took the necklace out of her collar, the silver ring swaying on it, the crystal light flowing thin on the beautiful and delicate ring, gliding over the iconic K of spades, attracting her gaze. The corners of Fuji's mouth were raised, and he said in a soft voice: "Na, Sakuraichi, will I give it back to you?" ”

Sakura raised her eyebrows, and her dark red pupils reflected her delicate and beautiful faces, and she was courteous and either a traitor or a thief.

Sure enough, I saw Fuji smile and speak: "However, there are conditions." ”

Sakura tucked his eyelids and didn't speak, quietly watching what tricks he wanted to play.

"Sakuraichi ....." Fuji slowly spoke, his soft voice was faint, like the warm wind of March, like a melodious turn, "As long as you are my model, I will return the ring to you." ”

Mannequin?

Sakuraichi's dark red eyes blinked, as if ..... She didn't know what a model was. It seems that I don't know enough about the things in this world~

Since she didn't understand, she naturally refused, turned her head and said, "No, thank you." "As for the ring, she will find a way to get it back herself in the future.

"Ah, that's a pity." Fuji smiled and put the necklace under the collar, he knew Sakuraichi's character very well, so he didn't have much hope, but when his eyes caught the corners of Sakuraichi's mouth that pulled slightly, the smile on his face deepened a little, nay, forget it, there will be opportunities anyway, and he doesn't care how long the time is.

"What are your plans for Sakuraichi's spring break?"

Sakura looked at the approaching vehicles on the road, and replied indifferently, "Training," after a pause, and then said, "Closed." ”

"Closed training." Fuji whispered, following Sakuraichi's line of sight, only to see a silver car coming quickly towards this side, he didn't care about the vehicle and didn't know this kind of model, but from the outside, the performance should be very good.

Soon, the car stopped in front of the two, and a middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper stepped out of the car, opened the door, bowed down and said respectfully to Sakuraichi, "Miss." ”

"Hmm." Sakura nodded and said to Fuji, "Get in the car." Then he sat in, nodding his head, and his elegant face did not change in the slightest, and he sat in with his steps.

The car drove smoothly and quickly on the road, and the scenery outside the window flew backwards. The rain was pouring down, as if it would never stop. As a result, a hazy mist of water was covered with the algae-black glass, which eventually slipped down on the glass as the raindrops gathered, leaving a zigzag droplet, which then became taper and disappeared.....

In the back seat of the car, neither Sakuraichi nor Fuji spoke, the atmosphere was quiet but not weird, and there was even an indescribable affection in the air.

Looking at Sakuraichi's reflection from the car window, Fuji's smiling face was a little flat, and one day, Sakuraichi was going to have closed training, and it was hopeless to see her at all. Thinking of this, Fuji frowned imperceptibly, turned his head to look at Sakuraichi's side face and withdrew his gaze.

From the ignorance of the first acquaintance to the later forgetfulness, he was in a state of confusion, until he saw her number appear on Tezuka's mobile phone, he found that his heart throbbed and uneasy, so with his good memory instantly memorized her number, half a year of communication, not only did he not let go of her, but the luxury of wanting to have her became stronger and stronger.

Now she was going to be away for a month, which was a short time compared to the previous two years, but he found that he had already begun to miss himself before he left......

Crash~

The splash of water interrupted his thoughts, and the car stopped in front of Fujiya, opened the door, and Fuji got out of the car with his tennis bag on his back, walked a few steps to his house and stopped, as if remembering something, turned around and walked towards the car.

Watching him go and return, Sakuraichi was a little surprised.

"Now, Sakuraichi," Fuji tilted his head slightly, and the ends of his chestnut hair slid in a slight arc in the wind, then faded and disappeared. At the moment when the drizzle tilted, he said softly: "Let's go on a date tomorrow." ”

Under the brim of his hat, Sakuraichi's dark red eyelids narrowed, and he withdrew his gaze expressionlessly, and then .....

Boom!!!

With a loud bang, the door was slammed shut, and the car started slowly, quickly disappearing from his field of vision.

Looking at the direction of the car's departure, the curvature of the corners of Fuji's mouth became deeper and deeper, and his shoulders couldn't help but shake slightly, pursed his lips, suppressed the laughter that was about to exit, and turned around and walked home.

"Ah, brother, you're back." Seeing Fuji change his shoes and walk in, Fuji Yuta opened his mouth while chewing bread, "Sister made your favorite spicy ....."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Fuji ignore him and go straight upstairs, Fuji Yuta couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and forgot to swallow the bread in his mouth, although it was his brother's habit to go back to the room to change clothes directly after going home, but today..... Why does he feel a little abnormal?

"Ah, Yuta, is Zhou Zhu back?" Yumiko Fuji in the kitchen heard Yuta's voice and walked out.

"Huh? Well, sister, brother, he...."Yuta pointed upstairs, "It seems a little abnormal, he ignored me when I talked to him." ”

"Abnormal?" Fuji Yumiko walked to the top of the stairs, looked at the empty stairs, blinked, and finally hooked the corners of her mouth and smiled, "Well, boys always have a lot of secrets." ”

"Huh????" Fuji Yuta was startled and ran to her in a panic, "Sister, what secret?" Could it be that brother... He... He... He's in love? As he spoke, Fuji Yuta's face turned a little red.

"Well," Yumiko Fuji shook her index finger, "Secret~Secret~Oh." With that, he turned around and went into the kitchen, leaving Fuji Yuta outside so depressed that he jumped to his feet and shouted, "Ahhh Sister, you trick me"

"Now, didn't I say that? It's a secret~"

"If you say it, you don't say it!!"

Fuji returned to the room, threw the tennis bag, threw down on the bed with a thud, his shoulders couldn't help shaking, the light and elegant laughter slowly overflowed from the corners of his mouth, arched the soft quilt, and then reached out and grabbed the lying bear next to the pillow and covered his head, covering some shallow laughter, for a long time, his shoulders no longer shaking, but the curvature of the corners of his mouth was deeper than before.

The rainy night came earlier than usual, and just after seven o'clock, the sky was completely overcast, like a splash of ink swallowing the last light of the sky. Only a gentle drizzle fell silently, without any sound, and gently swept the earth like soft goose feathers.

The rain slid down on the window in a thin line, and all the process was contained in the purple eyes of the kite, and the white and slender hand gently played with the petals of the purple cornflower on the windowsill, and the figure of the girl wearing the hat with the king of spades in the afternoon flashed in her mind, and the hand couldn't help but tighten, and the deep and faint whirlpool gradually floated on the purple pupils of the kite, breaking the silence of the pool.

"Edogawa .... Sakura. Whispering, Yukimura slowly withdrew his hand, and the cornflower trembled slightly at his movements. Yukimura raised his head, looked at the rain-soaked glass window, and said in a faint and quiet voice, "Now, Koichiro, you saw her too." ”

"Uh-huh." Sanada, who was standing not far behind him, answered, the corners of his evil eyes were as sharp as ever, that kid was indeed the one who instructed him in kendo two years ago, and ..... Thinking of her standing behind the crowd this afternoon, Sanada couldn't help but lower her eyelids, her momentum ..... Compared to two years ago, it is stronger and more domineering.