Chapter 93 Chapter 93 Paris

"Wow, Seiichi, you're so cute, and your expression is so adorable!" Xiangcheng pinched Yukimura's face. The adorable version of Yukimura and Seiichi wearing a hat is so cute!

Her big purple eyes were filled with confusion, as if she didn't know why she was so excited.

Dry juice is really good! Everything becomes cute.

Looking back, even Sanada Genichirō had a big head and a small body, with a white-haired fox squatting next to him.

Not to mention Akaye who is like a little crybaby.

Xiangcheng laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten her back - no one quite understood what she was laughing at, but that didn't stop them from laughing along with her.

Xiangcheng looked at her hands with a smile, looking perfectly normal.

I am the only one in this world who has not changed.

A little strange and a little lonely.

Even the clouds floating in the sky looked like a ball of white cotton wool, which could be torn off with a touch of the hand.

“It’s so unreal.”

Xiangcheng murmured.

"It's real," Yukimura Seiichi said, pressing her hand against his face in frustration. "Do you feel it?"

The skin under my hands was soft and elastic, emitting a gentle warmth.

"As long as you think we are real, we are all real."

The clouds seemed to be blown away by these words and returned to the high sky.

Xiangcheng looked back at everyone - Yukimura Seiichi smiled and shook her hand. Not far away, the boys from Rikkai University were standing or leaning against their teammates. Sanada crossed his arms and frowned slightly. Yanagi Renji was writing something down. Niou leaned against Yagyu, constantly curling her pigtails. Yagyu elegantly supported her glasses with her index and middle fingers. Marui and Kuwabara huddled together to discuss which paella restaurant was the best, with Akaya jumping up and down beside them.

There was a noisy sound in his ears, and more and more people who seemed to have seen him before began to gather around. Fuji Shusuke greeted them and walked towards his teammates.

"Play beach volleyball?"

"Okay, let's PK!"

Momoshiro Takeshi and Kaidou Kaoru came over noisily, and Aka said, "We want to fight too!"

"Great, Seigaku Rikkai Beach Volleyball PK Tournament! It's interesting~ meow~" Kikumaru Eiji jumped up happily.

"Is it such a hasty decision?"

“Space is limited, first come first served!”

As they spoke, everyone suddenly started running. Xiangcheng and Yukimura looked at each other, then held hands and rushed forward.

I’m the national champion of Spring High School. How can I not participate?

The sea breeze carried the playful laughter of youth, and we wandered on the beach for a long time.

——To our only youth.

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Postscript 1

"I'm leaving!"

Xiangcheng pretended to be relaxed and said goodbye to everyone - in addition to her grandmother and parents, Yukimura's family, Rika, Haruko, Niou Yagyu and others also came to see her off.

This scene was really too grand, and it somewhat dissipated the already sad atmosphere of farewell. I really couldn't cry in front of so many people.

Yukimura's mother felt very sorry: "It's really too much for Seiichi not to pick you up."

"Don't be so unreasonable. Jingshi's schedule is so busy right now. It's great that he can pick you up at the airport." Ms. Mikiko said affectionately, holding Yukimura's mother's hand.

Seeing this, Haruko and Rika chuckled and whispered, "It seems that our Xiangcheng won't have to worry about the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law problem anymore."

"Hey!" Xiangcheng glared at them with a blushing face.

The announcement of the flight boarding was about to begin. Xiang Cheng said goodbye to them one by one and patted Xiao Xia on the head. "It's okay. When you have a day off, I'll be back too!"

Xiao Xia asked with tears in her eyes, "Really?"

"Yeah!" Xiangcheng and Xiaoxia made a pinky promise. Xiaoxia, who was already seven years old, sniffed and forced a smile: "Then I'll wait for you!"

Li Xiang whispered again: "Even getting along with my sister-in-law is not a problem."

"As expected of a Yuzu orange~"

Everyone watched Xiangcheng walk into the security check, then watched her turn around and wave, and finally looked at each other.

"Shall we go back too?"

"Let's go! I'll leave the rest to Jingshi."

14 hours was much longer than I had imagined. Fortunately, there were many stand-alone games stored in the game console. I got addicted to them while playing and didn't feel anything else.

Suddenly, the uncle next to him clapped his hands, then quickly said sorry and calmed down.

Xiangcheng looked up and saw that the small screen on the plane was playing highlights of the French Open last month.

Seiichi Yukimura continues to compete as a dark horse, and this compilation features a lot of his footage.

Even though he had watched it many times, Xiangcheng still stopped playing the game and started watching.

Seeing her interested, the uncle said, "Do you know this Yukimura Seiichi? You should be about the same age. Oh, he's really outstanding."

Without waiting for her to reply, he continued, "It's a shame he didn't make it to the semifinals, but he performs better on clay courts than hard courts."

The uncle didn't mind seeing Yukimura, and he kept talking about his views on Yukimura and tennis along the way.

Xiangcheng responded good-temperedly, laughing in her heart - I wonder what the uncle's reaction would be if he saw Yukimura himself coming to pick him up when he got off the plane?

After getting off the plane, Xiangcheng continued chatting with the uncle and came to the baggage transfer area. They each took their belongings and passed the customs inspection. They met each other again by coincidence.

Even through the distant crowd, Xiangcheng could still see Yukimura Seiichi who was trying hard to disguise himself.

He was wearing a white baseball cap, a black mask, and a loose white sports suit, and his eyes were anxiously searching the crowd.

Finally, he raised his hand vigorously and waved it, and Xiangcheng also made the same gesture with a smile.

The uncle next to him smiled and said, "It's great to be young! Is that your boyfriend?"

"Yes!"

Xiangcheng appeared reserved on the surface, but actually walked faster and faster. The uncle slowed down a few steps and looked at Xiangcheng with emotion as she rushed into the boy's arms.

The boy took off his mask with one hand and kissed his girl hard.

The uncle looked away, oh youth, oh youth.

Wait, he looked at the two people kissing in disbelief again. Why does this boy look so much like the one in the clip just now?

At this time, the two of them reluctantly parted. Xiangcheng looked back and waved to the uncle.

The uncle did not come closer, but also raised his hand and said goodbye silently.

But after I get home, I can tell my family about it as a funny story!

On this side, Yukimura Seiichi handed the luggage to the driver, opened the car door, helped Xiangcheng get in first, helped her fasten her seat belt, and then got in himself.

"Are you tired?" The two held hands. It had been three months since they last saw each other.

Xiangcheng looked at the uncle who flashed by outside the window, shook her head, and enthusiastically told Yukimura the story of the journey.

Seeing her bright and cheerful spirit, Yukimura Seiichi finally felt relieved and listened attentively to her storytelling with great enthusiasm.

The car drove across the Seine River and passed the Arc de Triomphe, and stopped downstairs of the apartment building as two people were talking.

This is an old apartment building from the 1950s and 1960s. The owner recently renovated it and the security facilities are all state-of-the-art.

Xiangcheng followed Yukimura up to the third floor. She was very satisfied that the stairwell was bright and spacious, and would not remind people of any weird or scary scenes.

There is only one household on each floor, so there is no neighbor to bother you, which greatly alleviates the fear of social anxiety.

Pushing open the double doors, you are greeted by a living room bathed in the glow of the setting sun.

What surprised Xiangcheng even more was that there was a real fireplace in the living room with a classic armchair next to it.

She could even imagine how comfortable it would be to lie here and bask in the sun.

Yukimura just looked at her and smiled at her from the doorway.

"Go take a look around, I'll go pack my luggage."

"Yeah!" Xiangcheng nodded quickly in agreement and ran around the house happily like a puppy.

The kitchen and dining room are integrated, and there is a river outside the kitchen window. I wonder if it is the Seine.

Pushing open another narrower double door, she found a dressing room. She opened a cabinet at random and saw that it was empty - it would soon be filled with her clothes!

Opening another door, it was filled with tops that Seiichi Yukimura had sorted by color and season.

Xiangcheng's pupils trembled. Something's wrong. Isn't this her apartment?!

She turned around again. To the left of the cloakroom was the bedroom, to the right was the bathroom, and on the opposite side was a study.

That’s all.

Yukimura Seiichi's thoughts were obvious.

Isn’t this a bit too fast???

She was having a fierce ideological struggle and slowly came to the door. Yukimura Seiichi was just disinfecting the suitcase.

Seeing her hesitation, Yukimura stood up: "What's wrong?"

"In the closet..." Xiangcheng tried to organize her words. How could she put it in a more pleasant way?

But he suddenly burst into laughter, threw the things in his hand aside, and approached Xiangcheng: "I'm still wondering if you'll notice."

Cupping Kaoru's face, Yukimura didn't miss the panic in her eyes, which made him even happier.

He suddenly leaned over, hugged her thighs, and placed her on the black entrance cabinet.

Xiangcheng held his shoulders in surprise and watched him slowly take something out of his pocket.

"Close your eyes."

"Oh." Restraining her curiosity, she felt him move his right hand down, and then, something slightly warm appeared on her middle finger.

Yes... Xiangcheng opened her eyes and saw Yukimura Seiichi with his head down. He held her palm with one hand and gently put a ring into it.

Seeing that he was about to look up, Xiangcheng quickly closed her eyes again.

The next second, Yukimura's fingers intertwined with hers, his lips pressed against hers, and he chuckled softly, "That'll do."

Xiangcheng understood what he was saying—this way they could be together forever.

"You are too domineering."

Xiangcheng opened her eyes and accused, but her soul fell into his eyes.

"Yeah?"

He gently touched the corner of her mouth again and again, and asked as if testing her: "Does Xiangcheng have any other opinions?"

Xiangcheng squeezed out a "hum" from his throat.

"I love you."

"So we're together forever, okay?"

Xiangcheng didn't answer, but just bit his lower lip.

Yukimura Seiichi's kiss was fierce and unrelenting.

All the air in Xiangcheng's chest was sucked out, and she hugged Yukimura's neck tightly like a person who fell into the water. Her tongue was entangled and pushed her to break away from his control, but she was pulled back the next second.

At the moment before she was about to suffocate, Yukimura Seiichi pinched her nose to help her breathe. She could only move closer and closer to him, and finally her whole body was hanging on him.

I don't know how much time passed, but Xi Yang was about to leave their little home. Yukimura suddenly carried her and walked towards the lounge chair. He sat down, let her lean in his arms, and continued the unfinished action.

The last ray of golden sunlight dyed both of them golden, and then left them with Xiangcheng's cry, leaving behind a room of darkness and intimacy.

…

"Can't sleep?" Yukimura stretched out a hand and hugged Xiangcheng who kept tossing and turning.

Xiangcheng moved towards the bed silently, but was hooked back by Yukimura's hand on her waist.

Pressing against his chest, Xiangcheng silently buttoned up his pajamas, pretending not to see the scratches on his abdominal muscles.

Yukimura laughed so hard that his entire body shook.

He placed one arm under Xiangcheng's head and then reached back to pinch the tip of her red ear.

"If you can't sleep..."

"No," Xiangcheng interrupted him immediately: "I was thinking about the cat."

"If they were at home, they would probably jump on the bed to accompany me right now."

I wonder if the cats will be very anxious if they can’t find her.

Yukimura Seiichi hugged her a little tighter: "How about video chatting tomorrow morning?"

"Hmm..." Xiangcheng touched her stomach with one hand: "I'm hungry."

"Ah," it seems that I indeed... forgot.

Yukimura Seiichi pulled his hand out and sat up: "I'll do it."

"Goodbye," Xiangcheng held his hand: "It's too late."

Yukimura said apologetically, "No, it's all my fault... I probably can't order delivery right now."

Xiangcheng still refused: "The main thing is that you have to know your own cooking skills."

Well... Yukimura Seiichi felt more and more guilty.

"Luckily I brought instant noodles!" Xiangcheng said proudly, "I'll give you some instant noodles as a reward!"

Yukimura pulled her close, leaned in for another kiss, and stood up: "As you wish."

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The author has something to say: I don't know where to end this story. But when I was writing, I thought, let's end it here. The story of youth should end before we become adults.

After becoming an adult, the world is so vast and the story will continue to be exciting. If you are interested, Jingshi and Xiangcheng will continue to appear as supporting characters in subsequent stories [heart]

Also, I'm planning to write a sequel up to chapter 100. As for the theme, I hope everyone who has been subscribing will decide! (Anyway, the only thing I want to write is a memoir about my deceased wife, but I think I'll get beaten up hhhhh)

Finally, I want to give myself a big pat on the back. This is my first book, 300,000 words long. I only took one day off, and I've been writing it since June 27th. [Keep it up!] There were a lot of things I wasn't happy with along the way, but despite the bumps and bruises, I was able to tell the story I wanted to tell. I'm amazing! I'm also grateful to everyone who has read this book! Regardless of your comments or impressions, please give me a round of applause. [Lop-eared rabbit head]