When The Flowers Falls, I’ll See You Again: Love の 3 Duet Tone: Three. Beauty is like a flower across the cloud

The rain was as gentle as silk, leaving traces like threads on the glass. The person standing in front of the window put his slender fingers on the glass as if to touch the soft rain. In this season, it rarely rains in Tokyo. Looking at the cherry blossom tree outside the window, it was blown down by the rain and the wind, and there was a different kind of cherry blossom rain. Those snow-white and pink-white petals whirled and danced in the wind and rain until they landed...

No matter how splendid the cherry blossoms bloom on the seventh day, the cherry blossoms only last for a short period of seven days, like a shooting star. Only a moment of youth can become a lifetime memory. For example, in life, there will always be an indelible figure like a cinnabar mole on the heart. When I was sighing for myself inexplicably, I saw the thin figure in the drizzle, the purple like a melancholy that could not be dissolved, hidden in the bottom of my eyes and hidden in the vicissitudes of life...

A soft knock on the door followed by a soft sound pulled back through the eardrums to the wandering Genshin.

"Zhou Shi き ん!"

Elegantly turned around, with a light and gentle smile on her face, crescent-white shirt sleeves slightly rolled up, revealing muscular lines, perfect forearm lined with brown fleece vest, beige washed cloth trousers, and the whole person looks soothing There was a warm smile on the corner of the mouth that felt warm in my heart.

"Hey Ruoye, you're here. Why don't you hold an umbrella?" Fuji said, looking at the drops of water hanging on her head and body.

"Oh, it's 'the face is not cold, the willows are blowing, the willows are blowing, the clothes are wet and the apricot flowers are raining'. It's too damaging to hold an umbrella." Ruo Ye replied with a light smile. It's beautiful to walk in the rain, but unfortunately, without the people who are with you, it will inevitably look a little sad. I can't help but think of that cold face. I don't know what he is doing at this time.

"Hehe, it would be great if Tezuka was by your side!" Fuji said, handing over a cup of warm coffee with a 27-degree smile on his face. The two sat on the sand.

"Hehe." Ruo Ye chuckled and lowered his head, "Yes, it would be good if he was by his side."

"Since this is the case, why don't you go to him?" Fuji said, what are these two people waiting for?

"I don't want to be emotionally tied to him and what I want is that kind of absolute love that is life and death so this time I want him to seriously consider giving because this time we have to promise and deliver to each other A lifetime." Ruo Ye said with coffee in both hands, "Zhou Zhu, don't keep talking about me. Let's talk about you, a talented photographer."

"Hehe, I'm just like what you see." Fuji said, gesturing at the studio with his hands.

"Then do you plan to use this as a lifelong career?" Ruo Ye asked.

"Hey, what's wrong with that?" Fuji asked, with an unpredictable smile on his face.

"Yes, Zhou Zhu has always been like this. He is not arrogant, not enthusiastic, not indifferent, not refusing, not explaining much, but he is casual and willful." Ruo Ye said.

"Hey, when it comes to self-willed words, in front of Ruo Ye, I'm nothing but a witch!" Fu'er smiled brighter. "No self-confidence, no enthusiasm, no indifference, no rejection, no explanation. It seems like this is really the case. Ruo Ye is still so powerful!"

"It's been said that we are the same kind of people, but that's why I'm more persistent than you now!" Ruo Ye said with a bright smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Huh? I'll wait and see." Fuji smiled, "Hey, I'll show you my latest work." After saying that, Fuji walked to the bookcase by the wall and took out a large photo album and put it in front of Ruo Ye.

"What's the theme this time?" Wakaba asked.

"You can see by yourself that you haven't thought about the topic yet." Fuji said, noting that Ruo Ye's coffee cup was empty, and asked, "Do you want another cup?"

"Well, thank you!" Wakaba handed the cup to Fuji and then flipped through the album. What came to her was the brilliantly blooming Yae Cherry Blossoms. The faint pink and white dew was unique and charming. The dewdrops hung on the stamens. It also makes it look so delicate and poignant. This is the characteristic of Budu. He will always shoot different works from a different perspective than others. Perhaps this is why he is called a genius.

Then turn down and the flowers are no longer cherry blossoms, but all kinds of flowers, from noble chrysanthemums to ordinary Asahiko Xiyan, from enchanting roses to pure white flowers. Every flower seems to be alive under the lens of Fuji. It is swaying and showing its beauty. Although it is only a flower, it feels a kind of thin momentum.

"Great work! The flowers that Zhou Zhu selected are very beautiful!" Ruo Ye said.

"It's a big flower house. If you like it, I can take you to see where I shot the scene." Fuji said with a smile.

"Really?"

"Of course!" Fuji looked outside the window and the rain had stopped. "Hey, the rain just stopped, how about going now?"

"Huh? How are you now!" Ruo Ye agreed excitedly.

"Hehe, you can go out now. If so, it should be too late." Fuji said with a smile.

"What's the time?" Ruo Ye asked.

"I'll know when the time comes!" Fuji smiled and closed the door of the studio and asked Ruo Ye, who was standing beside him when Fuji locked the door: "Zhou Zhu, are you planning to give up tennis like that?"

The hand that locked the door paused for a moment, then returned to normal, locking the door and saying, "Hey, who said I gave up tennis?"

"Then you..."

“Sometimes playing tennis is not the only way to be a professional player!” Fuji chuckled.

"Hehe I hope so. Zhou Zhu still remember we said we were going to the Matterhorn together?"

"Of course I remember Tezuka, but he promised me to make light bulbs with me."

"Well, we must go together once! This is a promise!"

"Yes, promise! Hey, Ruo Ye also promised me that he will be happy, right?"

"Well, I will definitely be happy Zhou Zhu. It's time for you to find a happy home."

"Oh, this is a coincidence!"

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The air after the rain is extraordinarily fresh, especially the fragrance of water and mud, which makes the mood feel comfortable and happy. Especially the farther away from Tokyo this fresh feeling is, the stronger it is. When the car stopped near a large flower house on the outskirts of Kanagawa, the moment Wakaba stepped out of the car, her body and mind seemed to have been washed and refreshed, and she could not help greedily inhaling the pure and clean air.

"Hey, the flower house in front of me is where I took pictures." Fuji pointed to the rectangular glass house about meters away and said, "Go in and see these flowers are actually many times more beautiful than the pictures. What?"

When Ruoye followed Fuji into the flower room, a gentle voice like water came from the flowers: "Zhou Zhu? Please wait a moment."

Then raised his head from the flower bushes to reveal a beautiful face that made people admire—that graceful eyebrows were straight and heroic, a pair of blue-purple eyes were big and clear, a tall and small nose Thin and extremely **** lips, extremely beautiful chin, and even the pearl-colored skin is as delicate and smooth as silk satin! He is obviously a man, but the look between his eyebrows and his eyes seems to be able to exude all kinds of charming demeanor. Even in these gorgeous flowers, his beauty was not damaged in the slightest, but there was a kind of beauty of "people are more delicate than flowers".

It can be said that "there is a beautiful woman in the north who is unique and independent. A smile will make the city and then smile and make the country. I would rather not know the city and the country? The beautiful woman is rare!"

A ray of sunlight inadvertently degenerates from the gap between the flower branches, but the slender figure glows like an angel. It may be due to the sunshine, as if every eyelash is filled with a transparent warm and quiet smile, and at the same time outlines a perfect outline. This kind of tenderness makes it hard to believe that he is the man standing on the top of the sea - Yukimura fine city.

"Wow, Brother Jingshi, you're laughing more and more, bringing disaster to the country and the people!" Ruo Ye said exaggeratingly, covering his eyes with his hands.

"Hehe Ruoye, you're finally willing to come back! Otherwise, I'll really go to England to do harm!" Yukimura walked out of the flowers, dressed in white like snow, like a fairy from a fairyland. Walking in front of Ruoye, his movements were gentle but domineering, and he embraced her "Welcome back Ruoye!"

"Well, I'm back, Brother Jingshi!" Ruo Ye hugged his thin but strong arms, which had grown taller than before. The smell of hospital disinfectant was replaced by a faint fragrance, which made people feel inexplicably comfortable.

"Let's come and sit down." Yukimura held her slender hand and could not help but clenched her tightly and led her to the Chinese-style rattan chair in the corner of the flower room.

"When did you become interested in Chinese tea art, Brother Jingshi?" Ruo Ye asked curiously looking at the rattan chair and rattan table full of Chinese antiques and the Chinese tea set on the table.

"Haha just started. Would you like to try my craft?" Yukimura turned his eyes slightly.

"Okay! But don't wink!" Ruo Ye said with a wrinkled nose.

"Okay! What kind of tea would you like to drink?" Yukimura asked Wakaba with doting eyes.

"Hmm Biluochun. Dongting Biluochun and it's best to have it from the past. If there is no one from the past, it's fine!" Ruo Ye said with a smirk on the corner of his mouth.

"Haha, you're pretty good at picking. This Biluochun is a famous green tea treasure. And the picking also requires that the 'pre-fenestration' Biluochun be picked in time from around the spring equinox. I have only the ones that were picked at this time in Mingqian and are of the highest quality." Yukimura said, letting go of the hand that was holding Wakaba, and got up, picked up the tea tray and left.

"Seiichi is very happy today!" Fuji said with a smile looking at Yukimura's back.

"Isn't Brother Jingshi very happy that I didn't realize that it was Zhou Zhu when he became a mutual name relationship with him." Ruo Ye said with a meaningful smile.

"Hey, the relationship between me and Seiichi is the same as the relationship between me and you!" Fuji smiled and hit the ball back easily.

At this time, Yukimura came back with a tea tray.

"As expected of the top grade, it smells really good!" Fuji said, sniffing.

"Of course, Dongting Biluochun is famous both at home and abroad for its four unique qualities: "beautiful shape, bright color, strong fragrance and mellow taste". Moreover, Dongting Biluochun is also known as "one tender and three fresh" among many famous teas. Xixiu is famous. If you put the tea in a jar, it looks quite fluffy, so it is known as 'a pound of Biluochun and 40,000 spring tree buds', which shows the depth of its kung fu and the tenderness of the buds and leaves." Ruo Ye said proudly.

"Hehe Wakaba is very skilled!" Yukimura smiled warmly and his slender fingers were dexterously filling the tea from the purple clay pot to Fuji and Wakaba.

"I know a thing or two." Ruo Ye said, sipping a sip of tea in his mouth, then slowly swallowing his eyes and closing his eyes slightly.

"Does Ruo Ye know how to taste Biluochun?" Yukimura asked with a smile.

"The head is light in color, fragrant, and elegant; the second is green, fragrant and mellow; the third is blue and clear, and the sweetness makes people relaxed and happy, as if they are in the tea garden orchard of Dongting East and West Mountains. The artistic conception of not flying, green, green, luo, spring, fragrance, and Baili is really precious." Ruo Ye said with a smile and looked at Yukimura.

Yukimura clapped and said with a smile on his face, "Not bad, I didn't expect Ruo Ye to be an expert!"

"Because this Dongting Biluochun is a specialty of Dongting Mountain in Wu County, Suzhou, my hometown, and my grandfather and father are both tea lovers, I have been fascinated by it since childhood." Ruo Ye smiled lightly.

"So Ruo Ye is from Suzhou!" Bu Er replied.

"Hey Wakaba, are you going back to Japan this time?" Yukimura asked with concern.

"Well, I won't be going anywhere else for the time being. I will be a trainee physician at the Department of Surgery of Tokyo's East Sakura Hospital." Wakaba replied.

"Oh that's great!" Yukimura smiled warmly.

"What about Brother Jingshi? What are you going to do?"

Yukimura smiled and said, "You also saw all kinds of flowers drinking tea."

"Wow, the young master of a rich family doesn't have to show his superiority like this." Ruo Ye said angrily.

At this time, Yukimura's cell phone rang at an inopportune time. He gave Wakaba and Fuji a "sorry" smile and got up to answer the phone. The moment he picked up the phone, the gentle and harmless smile disappeared from his face and his eyes became sharp. Although the voice of the conversation was not too loud and the distance was related, the following content was still vaguely passed on.

"...It's just a verbal promise that as long as we don't sign a contract, we'll have a chance. We'll go back tomorrow...the condition is to buy at twice the price...well, I remember he should have a son who is studying in high school. Find out more about his son. Your son is about the same age... Then please go there in person tomorrow. During the peace talks, we will focus on the parent-child classic and introduce our parent-child settings... uh... The rest will be Just do what you want... ok I'll wait for your good news."

When Yukimura sat back down again, that gentle smile appeared on his face again, and it was that beautiful and tender boy.

"Uh, Brother Jingshi, I take back what I just said. Sure enough, the heir to the country's No. 1 real estate developer is also working very hard." Ruo Ye said lightly with a sip of tea.

"Haha, is this a compliment?" Yukimura laughed, bringing disaster to the country and the people.

"Hmm. Brother Seiichi, are you really planning to give up tennis and inherit the family business now?" asked Ruoye, who couldn't believe that the man who once said "tennis is my life" would give up tennis after going to college and Now Mr. Yukimura's health is much better than his son's, and it's probably not a problem for another ten or eight years. Did he really just give up?

"I didn't give up tennis! Now I'm just helping with the management. After all, it's my mission to inherit the family business and a tennis player's sports life is limited. It's just that I'm waiting for someone to play on a tennis court without him. It's not real The game." Yukimura still had a gentle smile on his face, and his blue-purple eyes were full of serious and persistent light.

"Huh?" Ruo Ye was stunned for a while and then he smiled relievedly. Yes, that person, that person who was born for tennis, that one and only Genichiro!

"Teacher! Yukimura-sensei!" At this moment, a boy ran in and shouted, "Yukimura-sensei! Time is up!" The apple-like red face looked at Yukimura with big, dark eyes and watery eyes. All worship.

"Hehe, Yaji, tell everyone that I'll be there in a while." Yukimura looked at him with a warm smile, and there was a gleam of love in his eyes.

"Yeah, I got it, teacher!" Masaharu respectfully saluted Yukimura and was about to leave, and suddenly there was Fuji's presence. A happy child's voice resounded again, "Will Fuji-sensei come with us today?"

"Does Yaji want the teacher to go?" Fuji asked with a smile.

"Well, everyone wants to see another match between Mr. Fuji and Mr. Yukimura! The teachers will also compete today, right?" He raised his hopeful face and big dark eyes in anticipation I have to look at Fuji and Yukimura.

"Oh yes." Yukimura came over and touched Masaharu's head and said, "But you have to train hard today!"

"Well, I'll go tell everyone right away!" Yaji turned around and ran out with a big cute smile.

"Nah Seiichi is a tennis coach at the elementary school nearby. Of course, I'll come over when I feel like I need to exercise." Fuji explained with a smile.

"Hehe, this is how you two continue to play tennis!" Ruo Ye smiled and sure enough, they still couldn't leave tennis in their lives.

"Isn't it a continuation of yourself to teach your skills to others?" Yukimura said with a smile.

" Today Ruo Ye can see the reenactment of the final of the national competition that year." Fuji said with a smile.

"You won't necessarily beat me today!" Yukimura said.

"Hey, please be merciful!" Fujinuan smiled warmly.

Wakaba looked at the sharp attacking frenzy of the two men who were not letting each other on the court, and deeply felt that their love for tennis was still as persistent as before!

Soft and beautiful face with delicate and bright eyebrows He has always been gentle and leisurely just like his beautiful face. It wasn't until I caught a glimpse of a faint smile on the corners of his slightly raised mouth on the field that he felt that at that moment, his eyes were so hot that they burned people's hearts, as cold and surging as the eyes that were as sharp as blades, the proud and beautiful It is so terrifying to take the seemingly harmless Fujisuke seriously~IndoMTL.com~ No one can question the shock of the god-like aura of Seiichi Yukimura standing on the tennis court. That is the toughness hidden under the feminine face, the tough water cut behind the gentle smile, the arrogant eyebrows raised high on the eyes, and the faint fortitude edges and corners of the melon face. This handsome man is like a girl, but he can't be more masculine in his bones! It is such a man who smiles and is polite, gentle and gentle, stubborn and stubborn, tough and indifferent on the inside, but gentle and weak on the outside that makes people lose their guard. Only he can stand on the top of the king for six years!

Some people are doomed from the beginning to the end of their stories to carry and walk alone to carry the weight of their own lives alone. Others can only share their memories with them. Seiichi Yukimura may be such a person. From the very beginning, he was the strong "Son of God" standing at the top, a symbol of his strength, but this is not a kind of sadness for him - as lonely as the name of the god...

Wakaba looked at the weak and beautiful man on the court, dubbed "beauty". At this moment, he was flying, sweating, and enjoying the happiness that tennis brought him. No one can ignore or deny his beauty, but his beauty is so far away and alienated, seemingly friendly and easy-going, but as unreachable and unfathomable as the ends of the earth is the so-called:

Rolling the curtain and looking at the moon and the sky and sighing, the beauty is like a flower across the clouds!