"Shake the apricots, you are really good! It's a shame to be at Chitori High School! ”

"yes, I think you'll be strong even if you go to Tokyo!"

"Hehe, my ball was very good just now, right? If I replenish my physical fitness a little bit today, I will definitely be able to pull it apart! ”

Shaking the apricot in the air wiped the sweat from her cheeks with a sports towel, blushing and drinking Pocari in a heartbeat, and closed her eyes comfortably.

The wind was blowing, and my sweaty body felt very comfortable.

"Ha, if Jiang Yuan can feed her mouth-to-mouth, she will definitely be able to pull it even wider!" Naoko Takimitsu squatted on the asphalt and laughed.

Her words were like a sharp Japanese chai knife, hitting the nail on the head.

"Shut up, cough cough, shut up——!" The water in the mouth of the apricot squirted out of the air, and glared at her with a red face.

"Huh? Do you hate this thing? Feed by Jiang Yuan. ”

Takimitsu Naoko squeezed her eyebrows and smiled, and the girls around her were also laughing.

"I just hate it when you're talking to yourself!" The strands of apricot hair that shook the apricot in the air fell lightly on the lips, and the rosy cheeks said it all, "Really! Your personality sucks! ”

"Slightly~~~"

At this time, I heard a group of boys screaming and running in the direction of the tennis court.

"What's going on?" The girl who played basketball together asked curiously.

"Who knows? The things that interest these boys are outrageous, last time they bought bread and watched the ants transport food and watched a whole gym class. ”

"Haha, boys are such a bunch of strange creatures, let's continue to play, shake the apricot serve."

Chao Kong shook the apricot absentmindedly looking at the boys who were wriggling like insects, and for some reason, she could always feel that Jiang Yuanshen was not among them.

He guessed where he and Ken Shimizu were talking about strange topics.

- Are you talking about me?

Shaking the apricot in the air and pursing its water-soaked lips, a warm wind blows, and it is wrapped in more and more warmth day by day, and it will send summer steadily in the future.

She wiped the sweat from her temples and threw the basketball on the floor.

"I'm sorry, I'm going to wash my face."

"Hurry up."

"Hmm!"

◇

When Jiang Yuanshen accepted to play tennis with Jinghai Shenyue, she seemed very surprised, but soon returned to normal.

Snap——!

The sound of swinging a racket pierced the air, and the tennis ball shot like a bullet into Jiang Yuanshen's court area.

"It's Jinghai Shenyue, she can actually play tennis?"

"I've never seen her exercise, and even the PE teacher wouldn't force her to run."

"Who's the guy fighting her?"

"I know, Shen Jiangyuan, who transferred from Tokyo, is the childhood sweetheart of Asakura."

"Ah...... ...... like this"

Many students gathered around the tennis court, watching the two men face off in the court.

Jiang Yuanshen was quite surprised-

I don't know if it's a preconceived reason.,In his mind.,Jinghai Fukatsuki is like the aristocratic lady of the Edogawa era.,Spoiled by a disease.,A boudoir girl who will pant slightly if she exercises a little.。

But now he realized how foolish his preconceived delusions were.

She has a brisk pace, quick movements, flashy technique, and will lose the ball if she relaxes a little.

Jinghai Shenyue's fast and powerful serve hit again, and she was on the edge of the corner in the middle, and her agility made people feel very fresh.

Seeing that he was about to fly out, Jiang Yuanshen stretched the racket to the limit and struggled to save the ball, causing many students to exclaim in disbelief.

Most people were dumbfounded, let alone playing tennis, since they realized that until now, they have never seen the Jinghai Deep Moon Movement.

Now I have not only seen it, but also crushed most of the students in terms of strength.

This made the image of Jinghai Shenyue in their hearts like a piled up tower collapsing, like dominoes falling one after another, and no one did not feel shocked in their hearts.

If you think about it carefully, because of Jinghai Shenyue's cold personality, coupled with her mysterious sense of being the queen of Zhitori Island, it gives people an unattainable sense of mystery, and no one knows her true nature at all.

And many people began to pay attention to Jiang Yuanshen, and began to speculate about the relationship between the two.

"Jiang Yuan, should he ...... It's over, right? ”

"I heard that he also came back on Daughter's Day, if you meet your eyes as rumored......"

"It's not good, Ito-senpai won't let him go."

"What about Asaka-san? Aren't they childhood sweethearts? ”

Even though there were constant discussions around, Jinghai Shenyue didn't say anything from the moment she held the racket, and just swung the ball sent by Jiang Yuanshen.

She dances like an elf on the court, whether it's a return shot or a serve, it's a great performance.

Gradually, as the duel between the two became longer and longer, everyone began to discuss Jiang Yuanshen again.

Knock on your heart and ask yourself, if it is not Jinghai Shenyue who is standing on the field but themselves, can they withstand Jiang Yuanshen's offensive for a few rounds?

Pound!

The sound of the tennis ball hitting the ground hit everyone's hearts.

Jiang Yuan noticed that there were more and more students around him, and he could also understand how much attention would be paid to playing tennis with the Queen of Zhitori Island.

He panted and looked at the girl in front of him, because there was no score, he didn't know who won or lost at all.

What's even more outrageous is that judging from the current situation, Jinghai Shenyue has no intention of stopping at all, and is even becoming more and more addicted?

- This guy, are you going to take all the gym classes in the future today?

It seemed that feeling the strength of Jiang Yuanshen's blow was getting worse and lower, Jinghai Shenyue took the initiative to hit the ball out gently.

Like a jumping stopper, the orange ball was like a dying little animal, and after landing lightly on the net, it bounced a few times and was completely dead.

"Thank you."

Shizumi Fukatsuki walked over and handed him the tennis racket.

The girl's porcelain-like smooth skin, cool eyes adorned with long eyelashes, beautifully shaped cherry lips, and well-defined chin are all fascinating.

Jiang Yuan carefully straightened the crooked tie and took the racket.

"It's fine."

"I'll do what I promised you, but you're the same as the people of Zhitori Island, maybe I misunderstood."

Jinghai Shenyue looked at him and smiled, the little white face in the past looked red from exercise.

If there are lingering distractions in my heart, I will definitely be melted by her smile, and my body and mind will fall asleep with a "poof".

But that sentence is like a chisel.

Jiang Yuan couldn't help but look at Jinghai Shenyue, and the gaze she gazed at was so straightforward, which surprised him.

He thought he had recovered from the earthquake, but if there was a way to comfort the souls of the deceased, he would still choose to do it.

"The people of Zhitori Island are all stupid, and the people here are not enterprising, and they are obscure about everything, and they even pretend to be high-"

Jinghai Shenyue's words that night came to mind, making Jiang Yuanshen's heart beat wildly uneasily.

The people around him didn't hear it, but he did-

She's just saying she's stupid, unmotivated, and pretentious.

Jiang Yuanshen's gaze undeniably moved away from her, the wind blowing Sakura leaves and his hair at the same time, and a few drops of sweat spilled on his hot cheeks.

In the end, even he subtly thinks that Jinghai Shenyue is the queen with power, a rare butterfly that only exists on the island, and not an ordinary girl.

After realizing this in a short time, Jiang Yuanshen's mood was like hair floating in the drain, struggling and entangled with the current.

As if to make excuses for himself to remove his guilt, he said:

"It's not just you, if it's another girl as the queen, I'll agree, it's just like going to the shrine for a sign on the New Year.,Just to have a peace of mind.。

Jinghai Shenyue was silent for a moment, clasped her arms with one hand and whispered, "Is it?" I thought you would think differently than others. ”

It's just that before the sound reached Jiang Yuanshen's ears, it had already dissipated in the air mixed with the noise of others.

She turned, losing the dexterity she had when playing tennis, and slowly walked towards the school building.

The onlookers gradually dispersed, and the topic of discussion changed from "I didn't expect Jinghai to be such a girl" at the beginning, and continued to talk about "a new muffin shop has opened in Zhonghukou".

Only some boys stayed, wanting to step forward and ask Jiang Yuanshen about all kinds of gossip, but as soon as they wanted to step forward, their faces immediately changed and they stopped.

When Jiang Yuan was about to put the equipment back, he turned around and saw the figure of shaking an apricot in the air.

She stood in place, the reflection of the sun on her short hair, faintly revealing a faint sheen.

"I didn't expect you to play tennis so well, it's the first time I've known about it."

A smile appeared on the face of the apricot shaken in the air, but it seemed too heavy and collapsed in a few seconds.

Although she looked nonchalant, her pretending to smile was too distressing, so that Jiang Yuan couldn't use his strength to joke.

"I saw you playing basketball, and you're amazing."

"W-What...... If you like to play tennis, you can call me, I can play tennis. ”

Shaking Xing in the air raised his hand to brush his hair, and felt that such an action was strange, so he put his hand in his pocket again, and stretched out his face again, anyway, he felt that something was wrong.

Then, a tear slipped down her face like a clear ice cube melting.

"Tell me, my tennis is really good, much better than Jinghai...... Really, you can tell me......"

Her uncontrollable cry was like a broken wooden flute, falling into Jiang Yuanshen's body from a subtle point and spreading in her heart.

Students, cherry blossoms, cats, crows, all the flow of things stopped at the same time, as if the gap in time came to visit at this moment.

But soon, Chaokong Shaoxing came back to her senses and looked around in dismay, and the confused, curious, distressed, and playful eyes of her classmates fell on her.

"That...... No...... I'm sorry...... That ......"

Shaking the apricot in the air, he said indistinct words in his throat, and finally seemed to be unable to bear it, turned around and ran out.

Jiang Yuanshen's whole body seemed to be densely wrapped in bandages, like a silkworm chrysalis.

"Jiang Yuan, you can explain it to Chaokong, she can understand you." Qing Shui Jian, who stepped forward, said in a panic, "It's hard to come back, don't hurt your feelings." ”

"Yes, but you'd better have less contact with Jinghai, it won't end well."

"It's the first time I've seen Asakura-san crying......"

The boys around him also said their own words, but Jiang Yuanshen didn't listen to them at all.

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In the last class of the afternoon, Jiang Yuan pretended to listen to the lecture, and from time to time he peeked at the side face of the apricot shaking in the air.

She sometimes noticed her gaze and turned her head to look at it as well, but unlike before, there was only a palpable haggardness, timidity, and suspicion in her eyes.

Although she had warned herself when she first came to the island, how could she not contact them when they were all in the same school?

The bell urging the end of school rang in the fading campus, like a typhoon passing through, and the reddening sun quietly descended.

Some boys, including Jiang Yuanshen and Shimizu Ken, walked downstairs and separated at the shoe changing area.

When I came to the carport, I found a girl standing against a support pillar.

When the light hits the carport from a low angle and falls on the side of her face, the scene seems to have been taken out of an old movie, which is beautiful and moving.

Only then did he realize that his cheeks and forehead were still childish, and the corners of his eyes were red and moist.

"Have you waited a long time?"

Noticing that Jiang Yuanshen was coming over, the tension on the delicate little face of the apricot gradually disappeared, and turned into a gentle smile.

"I just arrived."

Thinking of her previous gaffe, the tension in Jiang Yuanshen's heart became more and more intense, like a balloon full of hydrogen gas, constantly expanding in his chest.

- I really want to make her happy.

"Let's go, then."

He prayed that the sound of his breath would be as refreshing as from a secluded mountain spring.

"Okay."

The two walked out of the carport all the way, and the students on the road cast their eyes at the two from time to time, and all kinds of gossip were like raindrops, and they couldn't hide in the wide campus.

Shaking the apricot in the air, she sat in the back seat, and after riding a hundred meters, she looked back.

The school building, the cherry blossom trees on campus, the school gate, the security booth, the playground, now look as small as a delicate model.

"Do you want to come down and take a walk?" She said suddenly.

Jiang Yuanshen had been thinking about how to explain in his heart, but he didn't answer at the moment, and directly pressed the brakes to stop.

Shaking Xing in the air, he picked up his schoolbag with both hands and stood beside him.

The two seemed to be walking on a long road divided in two by a high transparent fence, and they were silent.

Even so, I was thinking about how to speak, but I never found the right opportunity.

On the road, you can see small green farmland, towering power towers, and old houses scattered around.

The scenery of Chitori Island, the thin and sharp sound of the wind, and the slow passage of time, are frozen in the silence of all things.

The silence stinged, and when Jiang Yuanshen gradually became confused-

"Jiang Yuan, will you go to the festival?"

Chao Xing smiled at Jiang Yuanshen and whispered.

"Well, yes."

"Oh...... You will go. A sound like the wind blowing a tree hole came from her throat.

Jiang Yuanshen's light brown eyes looked at her and said, "Chaokong, Jinghai classmates will send more comfort to my family on that day." ”

"What?" Shaking the apricot into the air, he glanced at the confused gaze.

"She told me that as long as I played tennis with her, I could bring more comfort to my family." Jiang Yuanshen smiled bitterly and said, "It's kind of to find comfort in your heart, it's ridiculous to think about it now." ”

“......”

Hearing his words, he suddenly stopped in his steps, his chest rose and fell slightly, and his eyes widened under his long eyelashes.

Then, she hung her schoolbag in front of her and hurriedly bowed, the cloth cover of the sailor suit behind her back fell directly on her hair.

"I'm sorry ——!"