Tezuka Kunimitsu, the perfect emperor of Seigakus, stood at the top of the youth just like Atobe Keigo.
However, she looked over his shoulder. She didn't watch that game, but she could guess what he paid for and what he was obsessed with? It's just that in such a game, even if he is betting on his future,
The way to play in a sports career, to fight for everything, is a bit cruel, isn't it?
But it will also make people feel sorry for such a young man who puts everything on his shoulders. Even he can't bear it.
Lowering her head, she looked at her intertwined fingers, then raised her head and looked at him, "Tezuka, do you hate him?"
"He?" Tezuka asked confusedly, who was he in her mouth?
"Kinggo" Otoyu looked at his shoulder, blinked her eyes slightly, her eyelashes were clear for a while, and filled with wind. She just paused for a while and continued: "If it weren't for him, maybe you wouldn't be here now.
it's here"
"It's none of his business." Tezuka half-squinted his eyes, and his oval eyes flashed a pale light as he raised his head. His voice was very calm, still his usual tone, very cool.
It sounds good, "In that game, if it were anyone else, the result would be like this. If I were him, I would be the same. If I don't play with my best, we don't need it."
He looked down at her. The girl's eyes were clear and without any impurities. He looked into her eyes and couldn't bear to leave. It was these eyes that made him never forget them when he first saw them. But, just, in the end
He still lost
They have missed too much between them. It is impossible to make up for it now. What happened cannot be undone with an apology, and she doesn't need it anymore.
He saw that there was no nostalgia or emotion in her eyes, and he knew that all her feelings had disappeared like the wind after his injury. Moreover, he had an inescapable feeling about her current physical condition.
responsibility
Otoyu looked steadily at the young man's face. She didn't know why her eyes suddenly felt sour. She lowered her head, and tears fell quietly down the corners of her eyes.
Keigo is, and so is he. Is this kind of competition really good?
And this is the dream they pursue, regardless of everything
"Saya," the boy's voice reached her ears clearly. She raised her head and her eyelashes were already wet.
"Saya, I'm sorry." Tezuka looked at her trembling eyelashes, and his heart suddenly hurt. It was a feeling he had never felt before. It turned out that such a feeling was called heartache, but it was a pity that she no longer needed it.
"Sorry, sorry for what?" Otoyu shook his head
"There is no need to tell her, really." There is no need. Everything is of her own free will. No one knew that such a thing would happen. She said that her body, which has nothing to do with anyone, will go away sooner or later.
to this point
Yinyu smiled slightly, but there was sadness in his eyes. "Actually, I heard what you and my brother said that day. I also knew about my illness very early. Maybe I don't love you as much as I thought."
It’s just the admiration when I was young, it was a kind of infatuation, or it can be said to be the reluctance to not get it, and the reluctance to possess it.”
She looked at him, with some indescribable sadness in her dark eyes, "Tezuka, if I do this, will you feel less guilty about it?"
Tezuka lowered his eyes lightly. The wind blew the broken hair around his ears, making him feel colder. He pursed his lips slightly. Why did he never realize that she was such a stupid person?
Otowa looked at the field of wildflowers and suddenly spoke, breaking the strange atmosphere, "Tezuka, what kind of school is Tatsumi University?"
She turned her head, with a cloud-like smile on her face