In short..,
After Tezuka Kunimitsu met Rukawa Sakura, he was destined to lose completely.
He was used to the relaxed feeling when he was with her,
It was very comfortable and comfortable, and even his facial expressions were much richer.
Long before he became an "Iceberg"..,
This person had already appeared in his life and brought him warmth.
So, facing her..,
Tezuka Kunimitsu could no longer become an "Iceberg"..,
He himself did not want to become an "Iceberg".
Besides..,
No matter how cold he was, would this person mind?
No, she knew him too well.
In fact, he was just a young man who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside.
Moreover, ever since she met Bu Er, Zhou Zhu, and Qian Zhenzhi, what did those two guys say?
"In the future, the glorious and great task of enriching Tezuka's facial expressions will be handed over to you, Sakura!"
"In order to prevent Tezuka from becoming a real facial paralysis in the future..,
Work hard..,
Girl! "
Hearing this, even he wanted to be rough!
Fortunately, he resisted the urge to throw each of them over his shoulder,
He only punished them to run 50 laps!
One had to know that the Tezuka family was also a family of martial arts. Since he was very young, Tezuka Grandpa had begun to teach him judo!
Don't think that he didn't know how to hit people. His martial arts had always been comparable to Sanada's!
This was also the reason why Sanada regarded him as her greatest enemy in all aspects!
Rukawa Sakura looked at Tezuka's expression and knew that he was calm on the surface, but in fact, he was feeling complicated inside,
So she couldn't help but snicker in her heart.
How could she not know what he was thinking?
They weren't childhood sweethearts for nothing. Moreover, she had more or less understood his personality from her previous life.
As expected, the less expressive a person was, the more interesting it was to watch their expressions change!
Forgive this child, she had been infected by Bu Er!
Moreover, she had been with Yukimura all this time. It would be strange if she wasn't affected.
She had known Tezuka for so many years, but she had never had such thoughts. However, ever since she went to junior high school and accepted Bu Er and Qian's "request," she had successfully changed her mindset. She had done this many times!
Thinking back to the past, she was really too obedient. She actually missed so many opportunities for nothing!
Rukawa Sakura wrung her hands.
"Ahem …" Rukawa Sakura pretended to cough twice, glanced at Tezuka, and made a "please" gesture.
Anyway, if it was Tezuka, she was not afraid of being seen.
"Minister Tezuka, please inspect it."
Tezuka looked at Rukawa Sakura helplessly and amusedly. The corners of his mouth curled up.
Well, he had to admit that his only childhood sweetheart was falling apart.
This was despite the fact that he had already broken down before.
Tezuka walked over and took off the white cloth covering the easel.
When he saw the picture, he was stunned.
It was a simple picture with neat lines. It was not difficult to understand.
It was just a picture of a teenager waving a tennis racket.
It was a simple pencil sketch. A few strokes outlined the teenager's appearance, but it was impossible to mistake it.
That person was him — Tezuka Kunimitsu.
Rukawa Sakura was also stunned — when was this drawn?
The teenager in the picture was still childish, but his eyes were sharp and persistent.
Standing on the court, he was like a warrior who was about to fight. He naturally exuded a kind of aura, which was transmitted through the picture.
At that time, Rukawa Sakura's drawing skills were not that good, but the person she drew was already impossible to mistake.
More importantly, it was the "spirit."
Similar in form and similar in spirit, this was the highest level of drawing.
Although the drawing was a bit rough, many details were not handled well, and the lines were not smooth and natural enough, the temperament and aura of the character were already there.
Tezuka Kunimitsu was one of the people she was most familiar with. She used to know him better than he knew himself.
Although there were many thoughts that she could not guess after she grew up, that kind of familiarity could not be changed.
She could easily draw his appearance and temperament.
At that time, even if she had just started learning to draw, it was still a very easy thing for her to draw Tezuka. After all, she was not without some foundation. The skills that she had figured out on her own were enough.
Because this person was familiar enough.
Tezuka smiled at an angle that Rukawa Sakura could not see. "Sakura —"
"Uh … that … why …" Rukawa Sakura looked at Tezuka in a daze.
"Give it to me."
"Uh … um …" Rukawa Sakura nodded and whispered, "I don't know when I drew it. If you like it, you can take it.
Anyway … it's your drawing anyway. "
Tezuka pushed his glasses and covered his peach blossom eyes. "I'll sell my portrait rights to you, but remember to give me a bonus at the end of the year."
Rukawa Sakura was dumbfounded. Did her Ah Guang say this?
Was this person really Tezuka Kunimitsu?
He actually joked with her so openly!
Was she daydreaming or was Tezuka crazy?!
No, Ah Guang, you have to compensate me for my psychological damage!
Her heart was actually not as strong as she thought it was!
Tezuka shook his head slightly and looked at Rukawa Sakura in amusement.
This "I've seen a ghost" expression was really not suitable for his childhood sweetheart. Shouldn't she be very clear? Although he did not have many expressions, he was indeed not an "iceberg face."
However, her expression was surprisingly cute, wasn't it?
In fact, in Bu Er's words, it was also a very interesting thing to make her change her expression.
Her usual expression was always gentle and had always been mature. It was not bad to have some other cute expressions.
After Tezuka finished looking at the painting, he took his "trophy" and knocked on Rukawa Sakura who was immersed in her own world. "Sakura, let's go home."
"Ah?
Oh. "Rukawa Sakura looked up at Tezuka and nodded.
Well, he liked this word — go home.
Tezuka seemed to see himself as a child, holding Rukawa Sakura's hand and walking on the country road in Kanagawa, going home together.
In his so-called innocent childhood, he rejoiced that there was someone who had reached out to him.
And he, held that hand.
Thank you, Sakura.
The author has something to say:
Today I caught the first bug ~ Celebrate ~ Thank you "Sakura Kongyue" -san ~
(So someone was catching it … I didn't know before … ~ ~ o (_) o)