Wow -

The wind was blowing gently, the leaves outside the window were ringing with the sound of waves, and the sunlight crept in through the window and fell on the table in front of it, and the golden light added a little warmth to the cold classroom. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's time." Tezuka glanced at his watch, spoke coldly, and then walked down from the podium, his eyes fell on the test paper on the table, and when he saw the familiar style of painting, his eyelids couldn't help but droop slightly, and sure enough, it was the same style of painting.

"Now, Tezuka, don't you accept it yet?" Seeing Tezuka stop at the table but not make a move, Fuji spoke.

"Ahh A calm voice slipped out of Tezuka's thin, condensed lips, and his slender hand picked up the roll on the table and put it in the file bag, handing it to the third-grade teacher in a moment.

"Is that so?" Fuji spoke lightly, however, when his eyes fell on Tezuka's purse at eye level, the white scroll with sketches instantly came into view, and suddenly, Fuji's elegant smile froze slightly, and his eyebrows frowned without a trace, it turned out that ・・・・・ Tezuka had such an idea.

But what a pity.

"Now, Tezuka," Fuji slowly got up, looked at Tezuka, and said intriguingly, "It turns out that you will hesitate too." ”

Hearing this, Tezuka's hand curled the thread for a moment, and the golden streamer was fleeting on the lens, and then he buckled the last bit of thread into the button of the file bag, turned his head to look at Fuji, and said coldly, "Ah." ”

Tezuka understood what Fuji meant, knew that Fuji should have seen the picture scroll he had prepared, and also knew that he didn't hand it to Edogawa because he hesitated, so he missed this opportunity, in fact, for a good student like Tezuka, he was not good at cheating at all, so he hesitated, so Fuji seized the opportunity so easily.

"Yes." Fuji looked at Tezuka, his face still with a soft smile, his chestnut hair hanging quietly, and he didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

Meeting his gaze, Tezuka didn't speak, his expressionless face didn't change the slightest, but the sharp phoenix eyes were a little deep, and the streamer on the lenses stagnated for a long time.

The two of them were like this, neither of them spoke, and the dull and strange atmosphere gradually spread, and the sunlight on the ground shrank and quietly shifted, as if they were afraid of the strange atmosphere between the two.

Squeak -

"Hey," the table and chair were gently pushed away, and Sakuraichi stood up, pressed the brim of his hat lightly and looked at the two people in front of him, and said indifferently, "Okay, okay?" ”

She found that this group of teenagers seemed to like to make trouble in front of her, and the last time it was Yukimura and Jibu, it seems that they also agreed on a practice match, uh, it seems to be this week, right? Now Fuji and Tezuka, what is even more depressing is that she has no idea what these teenagers are making trouble for, and why is it always when she stands in the middle of them when they are ・・・・・ making trouble?

Hearing Sakuraichi's words, the two of them turned their heads to look at her in unison, Tezuka twitched his eyelids and took the lead in speaking, "Coach Ryuzaki is looking for you." ”

"She's looking for me?" Sakuraichi frowned slightly and glanced at the two of them, "Then I'll go first." Saying that, she nodded to the two and passed between them, and suddenly, her wrist tightened, so that she had to stop, and before she could turn her head, she heard the young man's soft and elegant voice ringing in her ears, "Na, Sakuraichi, don't forget what you promised." ”

Sakura turned to look at Fuji, and he slowly stood up straight, the breeze hit, the fallen leaves crossed the delicate and beautiful face, and the elegant smile was obviously the same as before, but if you look closely, it seems to be a little more, compared to before, it seems to be deeper.

"Oh?" Sakura raised her eyebrows, and a sly arc blurred at the corners of her mouth, "What did I promise?" ”

"Sakuraichi ・・・・・" said helplessly, with a faint infatuation and subtle doting in the soft voice.

However, before he could continue to speak, Tezuka's eyebrows frowned imperceptibly, and his eyes fell on Fuji's hand holding Edogawa's wrist, his eyelids drooping slightly, "Fuji, the coach has something to do with Sakuraichi." ”

Sakuraichi・・・・

Not to be stunned, Tezuka... actually changed his words.

Sensing the strange atmosphere between the two, Sakura narrowed his eyelids, not knowing what the two of them were messing with, so he moved his wrist, held Fuji's hand, and said to Tezuka under the surprised gaze of the two, "I'll go first." ”

After that, without waiting for the two of them to react, they pulled Fuji out, and under the sunlight, the silhouettes at the feet of the two gradually approached on the ground, and then blended and disappeared at the place of the wall・・・・・

Looking at the back of the two leaving, Tezuka's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the hand holding the file bag couldn't help but tighten, and his fingertips gradually whitened.

In the silent corridor, the two walked one after the other, the golden sunlight wrapped around the two of them through the layers of leaves, and the warm feeling gradually spread, faint, soft, and even the air, also rendered a warm feeling.

The eyes fell on Sakuraichi holding his hand, the smile on Fuji's face became more and more elegant and soft, in the invisible place, the silk at the bottom of the heart was like a sandalwood flower gradually blooming, integrating that expectation and affection into it, touching this love, the fragrance of flowers overflowed, so deep, so quiet・・・・・

With a flip of his wrist, he took her hand into his own, her hand was as small as it had been two years ago, so small that he could completely cover it with one hand, as soft as if it had no bones. Holding it gently, a strange feeling instantly spread in the bottom of his heart, and the silent heart began to jump excitedly, warm and faint, making him even more greedy for this feeling.

"Hey, what are you giggling about?" Sakuraichi stopped and turned sideways to look at Fuji. Although the smile on his face was still as soft as before, she still noticed the faint pleasure in his heart, and she was depressed because of the make-up exam in her heart, and when she felt that he was in a good mood, she couldn't help but want to hit him,

"Huh?" Fuji was slightly stunned, and the expression on his face was a little stunned, but when he saw the corners of Sakuraichi's slightly treacherous curved mouth, he knew that he had been tricked by her, and he couldn't help but laugh a little, but the revenge that should be avenged was still to be avenged, so he said mercilessly, "Sakuraichi has to take a make-up exam in the afternoon." ”

Sakura's body stiffened, and his tone was quite gritted and said, "You care about me!" ”

"Well, I don't care," Fuji smiled, turned his head to look at the trees outside the window, and whispered as if recalling: "Make-up exam, I've never made up the exam, when will I have this opportunity to make up for the exam." ”

"Nope! Two! Week! Help! You bastard, you were born a bastard, bastard stupid stupid, you give me a fuck-"

As soon as the words fell, the door behind him suddenly opened, and a middle-aged teacher wearing glasses walked out, staring at Sakuraichi and roaring, "Hey, you whisper to me, I still have to go to class!" With that, there was a thud and slammed shut.

Suddenly, Sakura's face sank, and she suddenly turned her head to look at the young man who was still smiling gracefully like the wind on her side, and the fire in her heart rose slowly.

"Sakuraichi ・・・・・" looked at the fried Sakuraichi, Fuji couldn't hold back a smile, and held her hand tightly, "The coach has something to do with you." ”

"Bastard! Let go!! Sakura shook off his hand one by one, took two steps forward angrily, and then stepped back as if remembering something, glared at Fuji and stretched out his hand, "Give me back the chopsticks." ”