The king of nets waits for the flowers on the other side to bloom

————————————— I am the dividing line before going to bed————————————

"Moximoxi, Xiaoya, are you asleep?" After a day's training, he leaned against the head of the bed with some exhaustion, and dialed the number he would make every day.

"Yushi? Are you uncomfortable? The voice sounds so tired." Hearing the tiredness in his voice, Yami's concerned voice came through the radio waves, which had a faint hypnotic effect.

"No, the training has been a little tight recently." Ren Zu's voice was a little muffled.

"Then, you and brother Jingwu should pay attention to your health and don't work too hard."

"Tomorrow Atobe will lead the team to Seigaku for a practice match with Tezuka and the others." Shinobu's mouth curled into a smile.

"Really?" The soft voice on the phone turned up a little, sounding obviously happy.

"Ah."

"That's great. I miss you so much~" The coquettish voice sounds very good.The smile on Shinobu's face deepened.

"It's late, go to bed, wait for us tomorrow."

"Um, good night, Yuuji."

"Good night, Xiaoya."

Turning off the phone, lying down on the big bed covered with deep purple velvet, staring at the ceiling without sleepiness, fell into deep thought.

He clearly knew that Xiaoya treated him, Zhou Zhu, and Atobu as her dearest brother, but...he didn't seem to be able to treat her as simply a younger sister.

———————————— Qingxue Bingdi practice match ————————————

"Why don't you finish school~" Lazily stuck to the desk, Masami complained to Fuji and Eiji for the N+1 time.

"Xiaoya seems to like Atobe of Hyodi and Nia of Ninzu very much~" Eiji rarely entered the state of thinking. "Xiaoya comes to see nia every day that we have never expected so much in training~"

"Well, speaking of it this way, Xiaoya really doesn't seem to like us~" A black bear with a belly smiled and smiled.

"Eh?" Yami finally managed to separate from the table, sat up straight and looked at the smirking Budu beside him, and after confirming that the expression on his face was "dangerous", she slapped him in a doggy manner, " Nope~ Zhou Zhu is the best~ Qingxue is the best~"

After finally getting through school, when the bell rang, a certain girl stood up and was about to run to the court, but was grabbed by Bu Er.

"Zhou Zhu~" a pitiful voice.

"You are not allowed to run." The soft voice in the past now implied a hint of seriousness.

"Hi~Hi~" There was a clean and bright smile on the girl's face.

"Little girl, you still haven't answered my uncle's phone, huh?" A gorgeous voice suddenly came to mind in the noisy classroom, and Yami took out the phone in full view of everyone. "Brother Jingwu~" The sweet voice made all the boys in Class 3, Grade 6 messy.

"Um... well... I'm fine... I know~...bye~"

"Xiaoya, what's the matter?" Looking at the absent-minded Yamei, Buer asked worriedly.

"...Brother Jingwu said...she will come today. If I don't want to see her, I'll just wait in the classroom for your practice match to end, and then he and Yushi will come and look for me." Yami smiled quietly.

"...It's okay Xiaoya, you are the tennis team manager of our Seigaku. If that annoying girl bullies you again, even if she is Atobe-kun's younger sister, we will never forgive her. Neifuji." On Fuji, watching Masami's cat eyes blink and blink.

"It doesn't matter to me." Masami said with a smile, "Besides, it would be very irresponsible for me, as the manager, to not be present in the practice match between the two schools."

"Hey, Xiaoya has to stay with us all the time, don't run around." There was a trace of worry in Buer's gentle brows and eyes.

"Yeah." Yami smiled lightly.

"Brother Jingwu~Yushi~" Waving to the two people who got out of the bus last, Yami happily called their names and rushed over, and actively ignored the expression of Xichuan Xinghai who wanted to eat her.

"How many times have I told you that you are not allowed to run!" Restraining his feet to catch the small body that bumped into him, sniffing the faint scent of lemon, he said a little reproachfully.

Everyone in Seigaku used to see Atobe and Shinozu doting on Masami in every possible way in the hospital before, so they were not surprised by this scene.

Damn them, Kansai wolves have such a gentle smile, it's... so scary.

"Fuji, are you just looking at her like this? Huh? It's not gorgeous. Nei, kabaji" Atobe stroked the tear mole on his face, showing a nice smile.

"wushi" Huadi replied honestly.

"Brother Jingwu~I miss you so much~" The fleshy words were also very pleasant to the ears, Jingwu Atobe dragged a certain girl out of Ninzu's arms, looked at her carefully, then hugged her gently in her arms Hug, and said, "It seems that staying in Qingxue is not bad, huh?"

The main players of the Ice Emperor looked at the doting expressions of their ministers, and they were gorgeous and petrified and then weathered.

The "Atobe" mobile iceberg appeared at the right time to break the weird atmosphere, "Welcome to Qingxue."

"Ah, Tezuka." Atobe touched Masami's soft, light chestnut hair, and said in a good mood, "I will let you immerse yourself in my magnificent skills."

"Tezuka, our tennis manager has betrayed before the practice match started." Fuji said with a smile.

"Syu, su, ke" "fu, ji" and Atobu gritted his teeth and stared at a certain black bear, wishing he could crush his bones and swallow them.

"Xiaojing and Yushi looked at me with affectionate eyes~" Fuji said something that made people angry but smiled harmlessly. "But speaking of it, Xiao Jing is holding me in your arms, sister, sister, what~" He took a step forward, pulling the little figure out of Atobe's arms and dragging him back to the Qingxue camp.

"Zhou Zhu ~ Zhou Zhu ~ let go of me~" A certain girl was fussing.

"This month's freezing point is saying goodbye to you, no, two, ya, beauty." Buer Zhou helped to suppress it by force.

"..." A certain girl froze for an instant, and turned around pitifully, "Zhou Zhu~ I was wrong~" The speed of changing her face was amazing.

The farce was over, and the practice match was on track.

Standing on the side of the court, He Qian looked at Zhou Zhu, Yu Shi, Jing Wu and Guo Guang who were running around chasing the yellow ball on both sides of the court. A big smile bloomed on the increasingly rosy fair face.

"Yami, can I trouble you to find Echizen at the vending machine behind the cherry blossom grove, he's going to play next." Gan said to the leisurely Masami while tidying up his racket.

"Alright Sadaharu." Yami agreed with a smile.

"Your competition is about to start, Ryoma." He quietly walked behind the cat-eyed boy and knocked on the brim of his hat.

"Oh." The awkward boy pushed down the brim of his hat, and walked towards the court with his racket in his hand.

"Fuer-san." Ignoring the proud tone, the voice itself is still very pleasant.

"Nishikawa-san." Masami had an expression that Echizen had never seen before, calm, gentle and alienated.

"I have something to talk to Fuji-san alone." Xingqing narrowed her eyes slightly, showing a friendly smile.

"Ryoma, go back by yourself first, I'll be back in a while." Masami turned her head and said to Echizen.

"Oh." Echizen felt a little strange, but he still walked towards the court after hearing Masami's words.

"I heard that Fuji-san is not in good health." Xingqing still looked at Yami with a smile.

"How did Nishikawa-san know?" Yami also looked at Xingqing with a smile.

"Fuji Masami, formerly known as Kokuda Reiko, whose parents died in a car accident, grew up in an orphanage in Chiba County, has mild autism, studied in Chiba Special College in elementary school, likes painting, piano and photography, When I was 11 years old, I turned off the road due to a traffic accident, and met Fuji Zhouzhu, who was out looking for scenery, and was sent for treatment, and then brought back to Fuji’s home.” Xingqing recited the information she had investigated word by word.

Yamei was still smiling, looking at her without saying a word, thinking: "Hehe, the set of files Jingwu made for me is really miserable."

"As a result of the treatment, the liver was severely damaged due to external trauma, and 1/3 was removed. The intracranial blood clot oppressed the optic nerve, which must be controlled with drugs, and may cause blindness at any time. The comminuted fracture of the right leg recovered well, but it was not suitable for standing and running for a long time. The heart function is damaged. Avoid excessive emotional and moderate and strenuous exercise. If it continues to deteriorate, you must consider a heart transplant. It is really a serious injury, Fuji-san."

"It turns out that Xi Chuan-san cares about me so much, I'm really flattered." Yami still had an unchanged smile.

"Stop talking nonsense...Fuji Masami, I warn you, stay away from Ninzu-kun and my cousin." Xingqing's expression changed, and she approached Masami step by step.

"What if I don't?" Yami restrained the faint smile on her face.

"Then, I can't guarantee that any accident will happen to you." Xingqing's face showed the hideous face that Yami remembered deeply.Yami turned and ran like a reflex, but Xingqing easily grabbed her arm.

"What do you want?" Yami's voice trembled unconsciously. The cold sea breeze from the top of the cliff seemed to blow up from the depths of her memory, dragging her into hell again.

"Let you have a long memory." Pushing Yami to the ground forcefully, just about to make a move, a small yellow ball brushed Xingqing's hair and accurately passed through the gap between the two.In the cherry blossom forest, there was also a tugging but obviously angry voice.

"Let go of her."

Xingqing looked in the direction of the forest in horror, hesitated for a moment, and ran in the opposite direction neatly.

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The author has something to say: Although our dragon horse has a bit of an awkward personality, we still have a sense of justice and are very cute and cute, little friend -0-

PS: Mouyan is not used to the various buttons in Jinjiang == I made a mistake in the afternoon and deleted a relative's comment ==. . . . .I'm really sorry...apologize to this dear--.