Chapter 19

Chapter 19

An Ruoyu ran down the rooftop with her lunch box, and ran a long, long way until she could only hear her own breathing, and then she slowly stopped.

Holding on to the side of the cherry blossom tree, panting heavily, leaning against it weakly, slowly slid down.

Distressed feeling, but that's all.

"Hmm...how is it you..." An Ruoyu suddenly heard a soft voice beside him, followed the sound, and found the familiar light yellow.

"You are... Jie Chuan?" An Ruoyu pointed at the young man in front of him, and after a long time spoke his name, but he was a little uncertain.

"Well, why are you here? This is obviously my secret base, wow..." He yawned again as he spoke, and his orange eyes were clouded with mist.

"Sorry, I came over without realizing it, and I'm sorry to disturb you." An Ruoyu smiled, and what she said was sincere, but every word had a sense of alienation.

Ci Lang pursed his lips, and said dissatisfiedly, "Stop laughing, it's so ugly."

"Huh?" An Ruoyu looked at Ci Lang suspiciously, not understanding what he was talking about.

Ci Lang sat up, grinning abruptly, two small canine teeth playfully exposed in the air, orange eyes bent into crescents, such a clean and pure smile.

"Hey, how nice it is to smile like this. You looked like you were crying just now." Cilang touched the tip of his nose, then pulled his light yellow curly hair, "In the future, if you don't want to laugh, don't laugh. No one will force you. I really don’t understand you guys, why do you laugh when you want to cry, but cry when you want to laugh.”

An Ruoyu stared blankly at the young man in front of him, pouted and complained like an angel, an angel who is not contaminated by the world, so pure that people dare not approach him.

But I don't think about myself, occupying other people's body, but have to do things that go against the wishes of the owner of this body, I really feel a kind of guilt. "Thank you, Akutagawa." No matter what the purpose was, in short, the boy in front of her gave her only a warm feeling, nothing else.

"Ah? Why thank me?" Cilang scratched his hair in doubt, and suddenly shouted, "Ah, I forgot that there is still a ranking match!" After speaking, he immediately grabbed the tennis bag beside him and ran out.

"Just call me Cilang from now on!" A cheerful voice sounded, warming someone's heart.

An Ruoyu narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at the tennis bag on his body, and smiled bitterly.

It turned out to be him, the main pick of the tennis club - Jiro Akutagawa.

No wonder I never thought of it, it turned out that Chiyo Ruoyu had seen him only a few times.

Jirou, if you knew I was Chiyo Wakaha, would you still be smiling so happily?

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like