Otowa didn't object and followed him out of the school gate. At this time, Fuji turned around and looked at the person standing not far away. Did you hear that? Tezuka
He smiled slightly and started walking forward
Who can go back to the past?
At the school gate, the car was already parked there. Far away, she had already seen the elegant prince-like Saya Tohru standing in front of the car looking towards the school gate. The people next to her also unconsciously cast their eyes on this person.
Picturesque boy
And his gentle smile dazzled everyone's eyes
Otoyu walked slowly in front of him, and he ruffled her hair out of habit, and nodded to Fuji next to him. The two of them got into the car, Otoyu pulled up the windshield, and she asked Buer
Two weeks of assisting shaking hands
Fuji just smiled softly, with a perfect half-arc in his eyebrows. He also raised his hand after her. I don’t know when the next time they will meet is
The car started, Otoyu looked back, and met Saya's clear eyes. She pulled his sleeves, leaned behind him, and closed her eyes gently. She was a little tired.
"Brother..." She murmured softly
Shaye let her lean like this and looked out of the car. The smile on his face did not diminish at the receding scenery.
At the door of Qingxue, Fuji turned his head and said, "Tezuka, do you regret it?"
A figure walked out from the side. It was clear that it was Tezuka Kunimitsu with cold eyes. He had already walked in front of Fuji Shusuke.
"En," he nodded lightly without saying anything more, but the word "en" already represents everything, doesn't it? Fuji once said that he hoped he would not regret it one day, so now, he can answer clearly
He, he has regretted it, but he has no chance to fight for it again
She had long known that he was no longer the same in her eyes, and that another figure might have lived in her heart.
That person is
Atobe
"Let's continue training." He turned his head, no longer looking at the school gate, and just walked towards the tennis court. He couldn't live without the tennis balls, and she had already left him.
Fuji just sighed slightly. Regret has become a foregone conclusion. However, he looked at the school gate again and saw that the car had disappeared. Saya, who will accompany you to the end of your life?
and your life
He did not continue to think about it, because the answer might be too cruel. What they had been ignoring might become a fact.
Worry is inevitable, but it seems useless to her. Some things can only be endured by her alone.
Time goes by slowly, but time flies by. What she has to face, what they have to face, will come one day. At that time, their hearts will probably become heavier.
Such a disease is really too cruel for her.
The person who hurts the most must be her
Why do you have to bear this? Is it your life, Saya?
He turned around and looked at the figure walking in front of him. At that time, Tezuka, you will definitely be extremely sad. Her illness started because of you. Although it is a matter of time, you will definitely not be able to forgive her anymore.
Alone
Therefore, there must be nothing wrong with her, otherwise, too many people will be hurt.
After returning home, Yinyu walked upstairs, threw herself on the bed, pulled up the quilt to cover her body, but quickly sat up. She walked out of bed and picked up the notebook from her schoolbag.
It has become her habit to hold her like this and fall asleep peacefully
Lying on the bed and closing her eyes lightly, she was tired
Good afternoon, Keigo, I miss you again. I went to Qingxue today and met Tezuka and Keigo. Qingxue worked very hard, and you must be too.
The sky outside is very blue and clear. The roses placed on the balcony are blooming beautifully. There is a faint fragrance of roses in the air, just like the smell that surrounded her at that time.
Smells very good
Soon, the sound of extremely shallow breathing came from the room, and the curtains that were drawn were once again lifted by the wind, revealing the sunlight from the first floor and falling into the room.
Not far from Hyotei Academy, there is a fairly good street tennis court. There are usually many people playing tennis there. At this time, there are already many people standing in the tennis court.
Here, there is a young man wearing a Hyokui tennis team uniform. He has just finished a game and is spinning his racket very confidently. Of course, the opponent's level is far behind him. After all, he
He is a member of Hyokui's tennis club. Although he is not a regular candidate yet, his training is very formal.
Although he is still far behind compared to the main selection, he is already working hard. The Hyokui Tennis Club has more than 200 people. Now he is only a first-year freshman. He dreams of entering the main selection and competing with students from other schools.
player competition
At this time, he looked at his uniform and felt a sense of pride arising from his heart. He was a member of Hyokui's tennis club, a member of the tennis club that represented the most gorgeous school.
He walked to a rest chair, and there was a person sitting on the other side of the chair. That person just looked at the racket in his hand, just looking at it. It has been more than an hour since he played, and he still
Maintaining this posture, was he stupid or something? He lowered his head and looked at the racket in his hand. There was nothing special. It was not the same one as before.
Leaning on the lounge chair, he picked up a newly bought bottle of drink and drank half of the glass before speaking, "Say, Narita, haven't you always liked street tennis? Why has it become so weird today? I'm confused."
After playing a few games and you are still sitting here without moving, have you changed your gender?"
At this point, he didn't notice Narita's fingers trembling, as if his hand felt like he couldn't hold the racket.
Putting the racket next to him, Narita did not answer his words, but looked up at the people playing in the court. In the past, he was the overlord in every street tennis court, but who can imagine that now
He couldn't even hold the racket steadily. Every time he stood on the tennis court, he always felt like he was back in that time, in the darkness where he couldn't hear or see, couldn't speak or move, and was so scared that he couldn't move.
He simply can't play tennis anymore
In fact, it's not just him, but also Kawazawa. They all seem to have that kind of fearful emotion towards tennis. That person, Seiichi Yukimura, how could they be so unlucky? They have never lost once when they encounter that kind of rumor.
People who really don’t want to go through that terrible experience again may really not be able to play tennis anymore.
"Hey, Narita, what's going on with you?" The Hyokui team member sitting next to him asked again, and he threw the drink bottle in his hand out, and just threw it into the garbage basket, exactly.
"That..." Narita finally spoke. He placed his racket on the chair but did not reach out to touch it again.
"Sato, have you ever heard of Yukimura Seiichi?"
"Yukimura Seiichi?" Sato looked at him and asked again in confusion. He asked that person what he was doing.
Narita nodded.
"That person, I know." Although he didn't know why Narita asked him, he still told him everything he knew without revealing anything. In fact, he also didn't know about Yukimura Seiichi.
It’s not very clear, because he also just joined the Hyotei Tennis Club. When the seniors were talking about Rikkai University, he overheard
Putting his hands on his legs, he watched the competition on the field. In fact, he really wanted to watch the competition between real masters, such as the director of Seigaku Tezuka Kunimitsu, the genius Fuji Shusuke, and Tatekai University's Yukimura.
Seiichi, Sanada, and of course, the most important thing that cannot be ignored is their minister, Atobe Keigo. These people are the goals that he wants to dream of, but the distance is still very far away.
He turned his head and looked at Narita, who had a somewhat troubled expression, and then slowly said: "Seichi Yukimura of Rikkai University is the director of Rikkai University's tennis club. He led Rikkai University to win the national championship for two consecutive years.
, if there are no accidents, their three consecutive championships seem to be expected. However, this Yukimura Seiichi is a very mysterious person. Normally, he will not play because he is the No. 1 singles, and the one in front
His teammates will naturally win the game, so he rarely plays. If necessary, then he will win the game. He is the best player in the country without any blind spots, so the outside world sends him
His title is, Son of God"
After saying this in one breath, he felt a little thirsty, so he stood up and walked to the vending machine, bought two bottles of drinks with coins, walked back, and handed one bottle to Narita
Narita looked at the drink in front of him and took it with trembling fingers. The cold temperature made his body visibly tremble.
Zuo Teng sat down next to him, "Narita, something is really wrong with you today. What happened?" He couldn't get it wrong. This really didn't look like a normal Narita.