Summary: The male protagonist is always wrong

After Fujiwara Sou met him, summer was filled with refreshing sea water, melodious wind chimes and the blue him.

In the summers that followed, even visiting my grandparents' house was no longer as joyful as before.

Fujiwaracho's beautiful memories of summer are now only left with Yin Li.

The "click" sound was heard again, and Yin Li dropped another piece.

Fujiwara Chou picked up a black piece from the chess pot and played with it between his fingers. "Yin Li, do you know the meaning of the wind bell flower?"

"I don't know, is there anything special?" Yin Li raised his head and looked at Fujiwara Chou.

"One of the flower meanings of the wind chime is blessings from afar. When I first met Yin Li at the kendo field, the wind chime was in its fruiting stage. Perhaps it was a mysterious sign that we would be separated in the future."

"Blessings from afar are a gentle flower language. Even though we are far apart, we still miss each other. And now we are reunited."

Yin Li always felt that Fujiwara Chou was a little too concerned about the time they were separated.

He checked the time and it was almost time for dinner.

The game still couldn't be decided.

Yin Li stood up and said, "Because grandpa and grandma are not here, I plan to cook for myself. Does Choujun have any dietary restrictions?"

Fujiwara Sou shook his head.

"Is there anything you want to eat?"

"The guest does as the host does."

"Then let's have cold noodles. Can you eat spicy food?"

“Not really.”

"Is it okay to have all cold dishes?"

"Well, I'll be the same as you."

Yin Li walked back to the Japanese-style room and headed towards the kitchen, with Fujiwara Chou following behind him.

"Do you need help?"

"No need, it will be ready soon. It's just that I wanted to eat cold noodles today, so I can't make the Japanese food that Chou-kun likes."

Yin Li picked up the apron and put it on.

"Let me do it." Fujiwara Chou stepped forward to help him tie the back of his apron. "I also want to try the food that Yin Li likes."

His breath as he spoke fanned over Yin Li, causing her to tilt her head uncomfortably.

"what."

Fujiwara Chou suddenly pressed his hand on the small mole behind Yin Li's ear, which scared Yin Li.

Fujiwara Sou rubbed it twice seemingly unintentionally, and then he stepped back to a safe distance, "Sorry, I thought there was something dirty."

"It's okay." Yin Li touched the skin that he had rubbed.

The skin was a little red.

"Then I won't bother you anymore." Fujiwara Chou walked out of the kitchen area.

Yin Li breathed a sigh of relief as she watched him walk away.

Two servings of cold noodles and three cold dishes were quickly prepared.

"It's time to eat."

“I’m starting.”*2

Fujiwara Cho looked at the three cold dishes in front of him, cold beef, cold wood ear mushrooms and smashed cucumber, as well as the brightly colored cold noodles in front of him.

“It looks delicious.”

"Thank you for the compliment. But at this moment, your hearty feast is the true compliment to me."

Yin Li took a bite of the fungus and then put a big mouthful of cold noodles into her mouth.

Well, these are what we should eat in summer.

Fujiwara Chou looked at Yin Li's expression of enjoyment, and picked up a piece of cold noodles covered with soup with chopsticks and put it into his mouth.

The sour and sweet taste really dispels the slight heat of early summer.

He also tried the cold beef, which was firm, elastic and slightly chewy.

Yin Li still loves cold-mixed black fungus the most.

Bite after bite, they finished two bowls of cold noodles and three plates of cold dishes.

Yin Li was worried before whether one bowl of noodles and three dishes would be too much.

Sure enough, he still underestimated the appetite of the male high school student.

"I'm full, thank you for the treat." Fujiwara Chou clasped his hands together, "It's really delicious."

Yin Li smiled and said, "I'm glad you like it."

"Do you want me to help wash the dishes?" Fujiwara Chou watched Yin Li carrying the plates towards the kitchen.

"No need, there's a dishwasher here." Yin Li opened the dishwasher cabinet door. "It would be great if Chou could help bring the plate over."

"Ok."

Fujiwara Shuu helped put the dishes into the dishwasher.

"Can Chou still eat more?" Yin Li wanted to take out the pastries made by Fujiwara Chou's mother. He should be able to eat one more.

"Do you want to eat the cake made by your mother?"

"Yeah. I have a feeling that you rarely get to eat Shu."

Fujiwara Sou was a little depressed. "Yes. When I was little, I was raised by a wet nurse, and I would go to my grandparents' house during long holidays."

Yin Li didn't blame his parents, nor did she comfort him. She just said, "Then let's try it together."

Fujiwara no Sou's mother makes Japanese confectionery.

Yin Li picked up one and put it in her mouth, tasting it.

"It's delicious. Chou's mother must have put her heart into it. Maybe it's because I'm Chou's friend."

Yin Li looked at Fujiwara and smiled.

Fujiwara Cho was stunned by his smile, then he picked up one and tasted it. It was indeed delicious.

Vacation World Fujiwara Sou 17

The local competition is held in mid-June, with a short time gap between it and the county finals.

Generally speaking, even if you win a local competition, you still cannot enter the national competition.

This year's high school competition is a commemorative competition held once every ten years, and the number of participating schools has been increased.

Therefore, if you win the local competition, you can participate in the national competition.

Yin Li, Qichuan Cheng and Kashima Sakura were riding in the Yuan family's car and rushing to the venue of the regional competition.

As the vehicle crossed the county border, the clear blue sea came into view.

The waves are rippling with microwaves.

The endless blue sweeps away the summer heat.

Sakura leaned against the window and stared at the blue ocean beside the driveway with wide eyes, "Wow, the ocean!"

Yin Li felt the sea breeze blowing from the beach and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The car stopped in front of the hotel we had booked.

In addition to their cars, there were buses from other schools, and it seemed that the contestants were also living here.

After putting down her luggage, Sakura couldn't wait to drag the two of them to watch their practice.

"The players in the regional competition should be stronger than those in the county competition. I really hope to see more strong players."

Listening to Xiaoying's speech, Qichuan Cheng and Yin Li looked at each other helplessly.

Sakura had already run to the practice field.

Qichuan Cheng and Yin Li walked slowly behind.

"Sakura, are you too excited?"

"It's good to be a little lively."

"Have those people from Fengwu gone to the shrine to look for her?"

"The three girls from Fengwu have been there."

As they were talking, they arrived at the training ground, and the contestants from each school were practicing in order.

Group after group of contestants came forward, shooting arrow after arrow.

Seeing this, Makoto Qichuan felt like shooting an arrow.

On the other hand, Yin Li next to him looked at him calmly.

The sun was a little strong today. Yin Li squinted his eyes and wanted to find a shady place to stay.

Then something unexpected happened to Feng Wu’s people in the training ground.

During the training, the arrow shot by Yamanouchi Ryohei hit Azuchi, bounced off and landed below the target.

Then he ignored Onoki Kaito's advice and continued shooting, hitting the arrow that was lying across the bottom of the target, breaking one of the arrows.

He held the broken arrow anxiously.

Yin Li watched as Fujiwara Chou stepped forward and lent him his spare arrows.

Yin Li didn’t understand. The competition was tomorrow, so why didn’t they go buy two arrows?

who cares.

Yin Li then walked under the shade of the tree.

He held the mineral water and watched the sunlight penetrate the leaves, casting mottled shadows.