[Tennis] Mountains and Flowing Water

During the year-end holiday, Shenmu yawned and went downstairs at eight o'clock in the morning.Xu You was drinking milk at the dining table, and there seemed to be something burning in the kitchen.Seeing that Shenmu got up, he put down his cup and went to the kitchen to get the warm breakfast.

"Are you going to see Yukimura again today?" The chief seat's chair was moved out.

"Yeah." Xu You handed over the breakfast and went to the kitchen to turn down the fire.

Shenmu took a bite of the sandwich, squinted his eyes to appreciate his son's "work of art": "It's delicious~"

Xu You drank the milk slowly, got up and pushed back the seat, arranged the tableware and took it back to the kitchen.He has become accustomed to the praise of Shenmu. "I'll go after the soup is ready, and I'll be back around five to six in the evening. Is father resting at home today?"

Shenmu rubbed his short hair: "It takes so long?" It's fine to go home in the afternoon... His son has been going to Tokyo every two weeks for the past two months, obviously to visit Yukimura.As for the patient, is it inappropriate to bother too much?

In short, it didn't feel like Xiaoyou's usual style, besides, he remembered that Xiaoyou hated hospitals, and he didn't even like to go to clinics.

Speaking of which, it seems that Yukimura is the only one of Xiaoyou's good friends he knows?Other than that there is just the tennis club and the kids in the club.

The circle of communication is a bit narrow.Maybe he should consider taking Xiaoyou out to make a familiarity for his colleagues?

"By the way to Tokyo...something." Wanted to meet Kondo and Sakai.

"What about the tennis club?"

"I don't need to go to the tennis club today." Xu You estimated the time and turned off the fire to serve the soup. "I only brought a half of it with me. Father can warm it up for lunch. Are you really staying at home?"

"Well...will you go to the orphanage?" Shenmu wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, got up and pulled on his slippers and walked to the door of the kitchen: "I'll do the dishes. Come back to eat at night?"

"Yes." Xu You was carrying the soup box and bag and was about to go out. After changing his shoes and turning around, he saw Shenmu standing in the living room with a faint smile and waving at him: "Be careful on the road, Xiaoyou."

"Hmm..." Xu You suddenly reflected for a moment, feeling that he had been worrying about Xingcun's affairs these days, and ignored his father Shenmu's feelings.

"Is there anything Daddy needs to bring?"

"No, Xiaoyou, let's buy something you're interested in." Shenmu waved his hand with a smile, "Go home early."

On December 23rd, whether it is Kanagawa or Tokyo, there is already some Chinese New Year atmosphere on this day.The promotion of this promotion in the mall and supermarket, which sells plastic mirror cake shells, is also on display.The greeting cards sent to relatives and friends at the end of the year are probably written in the past few days, and post offices everywhere are in a state of being ready to send.

In November, Yukimura's condition was quite serious. Fortunately, he was very active in the treatment, at least he didn't have the so-called anxiety about the onset.Yukimura gets along very well with other children in the pediatric ward of the hospital. It is normal for a gentle and intelligent person like him to be popular.

But I didn't hear them say that I needed surgery.So is conservative treatment taken?Would that be the same as in the script?Yukimura's illness is vague in the original novel.Radiculitis usually does not require surgery.But this is another world after all.

However, recently, Yukimura looks much better. He can walk without the help of a nurse, and can eat by himself.Probably because the treatment is timely enough?

After two months of visiting patients, the nurse knew Xu You very well, and after registering, he led him to Xingcun's ward.

"There are very few people visiting patients at this time of day, and there are usually more people in the afternoon."

"Excuse me, how is Yukimura-kun doing?" Xu You subconsciously frowned on the clean white walls, fabric pattern, and the smell of disinfectant in the hospital.

"There's progress." It's hard for the nurse to tell you more detailed information, "The professor just finished his rounds."

"Excuse me." Xu You originally liked the hospital, because the hospital is where Enfu works.Enfu was his protector at the age of 24, and died in an attack at the age of 51.Since then, he has turned from kindness to resistance to the hospital.

It is difficult to be a doctor, especially in places where the system is not so strict and perfect.But Japan is not the former. The more skilled doctors are, the more popular they are. It is above political favors.So Xu You still doesn't understand why things like postoperative attacks happen.Is it Enfu who has been a professor and doctor for more than 20 years and blocked someone's way?

The doctors at home, they have excellent qualifications, not to mention they have been studying all their lives, and being a doctor is not their "job" for food.In other words, they don't care whether they can eat or not, even if they have no money to earn, they still have family to support them.

A group of ghosts, they make a living by turning their hands, and die by turning their hands.

From a layman's point of view like his, that's it.

Probably also very eye-catching...

"After the visit, please go to the front desk to register again."

"Yes, thank you for your hard work." Xu You bowed and saluted, and turned the doorknob to enter the ward.One push, no push.

"Huh?" He turned the doorknob again, knocked on the door lightly, "Kun Yukimura?" Why is it locked?

There was no movement in the ward. He clenched the doorknob and turned it a few times. The sound of Kara's metal instruments rattling echoed in the empty corridor.

knock knock.

"Yukimura-kun? Are you there? Isn't it convenient now?"

"Kun Yukimura?" Xu You leaned against the door and lowered his voice, "At least tell me about the situation."

"what happened to you?"

"Having a bad mood?"

"What happened in the room?"

Be quiet for about half a minute.

Xu You looked at both sides of the corridor, walked to the wall next to the door, and leaned against the window with a thermos in hand.

Dongfeng, it wants to come in.On the bare branches, the fallen leaves are still gone.

Where is the green leaf?Probably, it has been recognized, it is just an illusion traced with a brush.

He walked back to the door of the ward, leaning his ear to the door to listen to the movement inside.He tapped gently and asked softly, "Xingmura, can I come in?"

"No matter what happens, I will be with you." Boya's Zhong Ziqi, of course he cherishes it very much.

"what happened?"

The cold door in winter conveys cool air to the close palm, and what is colder than that is silence.The cold door also conveys coolness to another boy in a hospital gown leaning against it, dissipating heat.

"Yukimura...Seiichi..."

Worry and helplessness were revealed in the gentle address, the listener's dry and peeling lips were pursed, and the sobs in his throat were blocked by the right hand that tightly covered his mouth.

[I can not hear. ] He persuaded himself so, even now leaning against the door, staring at the front unconsciously, listening to the voice outside the door.

Xu You arrived at the door and stood there, silent for a long time.

The waves crashed into fine foam. The place where Yukimura and Xu You often gather in their leisure time, except for the tennis court, is probably the seaside of Kanagawa.

"Yukimura-kun..."

"what happened?"

"This year's natto mulberry red soil twelve crowns."

"Yes." The tennis bags were put down on the left and right, and the two sat facing the warm sun that had not yet risen.

"Sometimes, it seems that I can't wait any longer, and I'm getting impatient." Xu You dragged his chin with his left hand, "It's a pity that we couldn't be at the same age as the masters."

Yukimura smiled slightly: "There will be more masters in the future, maybe there will be a second Mr. Natto?"

"Yukimura-kun..."

"I also really want to know what it will be like to play tennis until the end of your life." Yukimura bowed his head and closed his eyes, "So, let's go together. No matter what happens in the future, at least you still have someone you can't get rid of."

"After the career net, there is still a long way to go."

"Then go up together until we are left."

Xu You wanted to soften his expression, but he couldn't: "Will the reality really go according to our ideas?" Life is really not so smooth, everyone is the same.

"But if you don't fight for it, isn't the chance of realizing it even smaller?" Although Yukimura doesn't like negative probabilities, he will not escape such probabilities, "Go forward."

"I will dominate the world. You Jun, don't be left behind by me."

The sound of footsteps came from outside the door, slowly moving away from the infinitely close place, stepping on the clean ground, on the path that had been set long ago.

Stop waiting.

[Don't go...]

He couldn't tell.

His thin body trembled, not knowing whether it was because the door wall was too cold or something else.

The solid steps gradually drifted away until the sound disappeared.

The long-standing dream is no longer qualified to talk about.

They will eventually become people from two worlds.

Is Zhong Ziqi who lost his "hearing" still Zhong Ziqi?

Not any more!

"Ah..." The meaningless syllables were confined to the ward, accompanied by a very low sobbing sound.

"Judging from previous cases, Yukimura-kun's treatment is in a fairly stable state. It is expected that he will recover in five months, but he may not be able to return to his full body."

"Of course, there is no problem at all in maintaining daily life. But in terms of sports... I mean, it is not enough to support Yukimura-kun's possibility of professional activities."

"I heard that Yukimura-kun is the head coach of the school team. It's really a pity. As for the profession... To be honest, Yukimura-kun, the rehabilitation department has received several cases of professional tennis players. Intense training and competitions are irreversibly damaged, let alone Yukimura-kun?"

[Is there a way? ] Is there no other way?

He cherishes those who regard him as Zhong Ziqi extremely.Xu You treats him differently from others, he knows it.That is a person who looks extremely cold, never showing enthusiasm, impulsiveness, or high fighting spirit.

Shine only when it comes to tennis.

Together they talked about a lifelong dream.

In the future, we will stand together at the top of the job network, and the two will scramble to find the peak on the cold snow mountain.

It's really just a dream, it's really just a dream.

After losing something that I never worried about, everything in the world seems to be a dreamy bubble.

Ah, I shouldn't give up, I don't want to give up.

"Is there no other treatment?"

"..." Dr. Jintian was a little puzzled, "Yukimura-kun's current situation is very optimistic." After all, he is young and has a good foundation.

"Professional tennis."

"Eh..." Jintian frowned worriedly, and glanced up and down at the handsome 13-year-old boy, "Yukimura-kun has a long-term vision, but,"

"Is there a way?"

"If you really want to restore full body function, you can try surgery, but I don't recommend it, Yukimura-kun. Because there is no need to take this risk, and the success rate of surgery cases is not high. You don't need to take this risk."

Xu You carried the thermos and wandered around the hospital.It was almost noon and the sun was shining brightly. He slightly loosened the scarf around his neck, sat down on a bench in the park, and rubbed his cold palms.

People at the end of the year are very busy, especially young people with a wide social circle, who come and go in a hurry.But a piece of depressed woods and grass is really nothing to see.

He temporarily dismissed his willingness to visit Kondo-san.

What happened?Xu You didn't know, so he couldn't figure it out accurately, let alone persuade Yukimura.

People are greedy.

Xu You seldom attaches so much importance to anything, and he must not lose it by any means.Except tennis.

Before he crossed over, he was used to being alone.On the road of sports competition, he is the only one.No one left at home; outsiders, unlike family members, they are not so... obsessed with a sport, if they lose it, they will not live.

Extremes are dangerous.

It's easy to get into trouble.

But getting used to it doesn't mean you can endure it forever...

Finally, after restarting, we met our opponents instead of playing the piano against each other.

Desired things, such as eyes, have been blind since birth, that's all, because he always thought that everything was dark and didn't know the color of the world.But if you have seen the light, you will lose it again.How tragic, how sad.

He enjoys the feeling of having a confidant, just like now, he is warmed by a ray of sunshine in the biting cold wind.So I don't want to, I dare not think, I will lose it someday in the future.

It seemed too harsh and too tough.Life doesn't go smoothly.

Yukimura, maybe he is making a choice?

He is actually making a choice.Because ordinary people don't even qualify for equivalent exchange, but he does.

Obviously it can't be done.

One has two.

The author has something to say:

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Q: What impulse did you have at that time?

Yu: I want to pick the lock.

Yuki: I want to open the door...

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