Chapter 61 Are You Worried?

Chapter 61 Are You Worried?

After finishing tennis practice in the afternoon, Hotaru quickly changed clothes and waited outside the locker room.

The gossip seniors headed by Kikumaru and Momoshiro left early, leaving them a chance to be alone. Even Takeshi Momoshiro, who always walked with Ryoma Shunlu, patted her on the shoulder, solemnly Looking at her, he said, "Xiaoying, you have to work hard, that boy Echizen is very slow."

She nodded obediently, and glanced at the tight iron door of the dressing room.

She and why don't know that Echizen Ryoma has a slow temper, and it is very difficult for him to realize that he likes someone.What's more, now, he doesn't like himself at all.

The evening sun hangs slantingly at the end of the dim yellow sky, and the emotions pass through the pupils, which will only magnify and are difficult to hide.

Sometimes, she even regrets it.

I regret that I went to England with Keigo Atobe, and I regret that I didn't tell Ryoma that she liked him six years ago.

In six years, more than 2000 days, many feelings will fade with time...

The backs of the seniors dragged for a long time in the setting sun, extending to her feet. I couldn't help but feel that all this was like an illusion and unrealistic.

The iron door of the dressing room was pushed open, and there were spots of rust scattered on the slightly old iron door, but it seemed that it had been carefully cared for and cleaned, the rust was not obvious, but when the door was opened, it was like this In the quiet environment, the sound of "squeak--" can still be heard.

His thoughts suddenly returned to reality, and when he turned around, he saw the young man walking out, with dark green flamboyant short short hair, dancing lightly, wearing Qingxue's blue and black school uniform, which set off his slender body and made him more straight and resolute.He casually carried a big backpack over his head and walked to Yingying's side.

Hotaru gave him a faint smile, and the two left the tennis court side by side.

Silent, speechless.

It wasn't until I walked a long way that I heard his unique voice, which was still immature, "Why do you want to join the men's tennis club."

"I told you before."

"The training intensity of men's tennis is not suitable for you, go to women's tennis."

"Hehe, Ryoma, can I think you're worried about me?" Ying Ying walked around in front of Ryoma with her hands behind her back, and walked backwards. Ryoma still kept her head down and walked straight forward. His eyes were watching the girl in front of her keep retreating Subconsciously slowed down.

Afraid of stepping on her.

He didn't say anything, because he didn't know how to answer. The persuasion just now was a worry?
The girl's laughter came again, because his words put her in a good mood, "Don't worry about me... because of you, I can do anything."

For you, it doesn't matter how much you suffer.

"Idiot." A low sentence reached Yingying's ears.

Even scolding her, but also very warm.

My heart trembled heavily, and my footsteps became slightly disordered.

The left foot was accidentally mixed with the right foot, and the right foot took a step backward at the same time. The balance was lost for a moment, the two feet could not be reversed, and the whole person followed the effect of gravity and fell backward.

For a short moment, Yingying hated Newton to death, why did he discover such a damn thing.But after much deliberation, it wasn't Newton's fault...it was just someone venting his anger on someone else.

If you fall like this, your head will definitely hurt.

He simply closed his eyes and waited for the pain to come, but he vaguely felt a warmth and a sudden soft touch in the back of his head.

A hand held her head.

It's Ryoma.

(End of this chapter)

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