[Xingren] Chase and escape

There is no need to consider the exchange of interests, and you can also receive professional training in the company. The most chaotic thing you can come into contact with is just discussing colleagues' gossip like outsiders when chatting with seniors.

There is also relative freedom in the company, and the scripts for the drama can also be selected by themselves within a certain range.

What else is there to pick on?

He debuted for more than six years, and he attracted attention as soon as he entered the entertainment industry. Every work has accumulated word of mouth, and his popularity exploded.

There is no twists and turns.

The career is booming, and the emotional aspect is also not compatible with "frustration".

There are actresses who show love to him, and there are fans who hand over confession letters face to face.

When he was single, he seemed to be "unrequitedly in love with one person", but he knew best that it was just a setting for himself when protecting himself.

Even when there was a crisis and seemed to be falling into a "scandal", she was "saved by a hero".

It was the person he never thought of confessing to himself. He smiled and said softly but firmly, Yazhi, should we try together?

Nioh looked at Yukimura in the arena.

The way a man wields a racket can't help but fall in love with his gestures.

He actually likes tennis so much, and therefore, he couldn't take his eyes off Yukimura running on the court at all.

This is what he had dreamed of.

... probably shouldn't add once.

Because right now, right here, in the auditorium next to the competition venue...

He is still looking forward to it.

Nioh can deceive countless people, but he cannot deceive himself.

So he couldn't help biting his lip and thinking, what is my mood now?

This kind of emotion that is going to be uncontrollable, can't be suppressed and doesn't want to be suppressed...

Snapped!

The tennis ball landed with a crisp sound.

The panting of the two people holding the racket facing each other gradually became more and more chaotic.

The precise control of technology, and the continuous mental oppression like a tide.

Yukimura Seiichi, known as the "Son of God", can make people hold their breath when there is a firm and solemn expression on that beautiful face.

The realm of selflessness, the ultimate in seamlessness.

Different dimensions, black holes.

The first game was won by a complete advantage.

After a stalemate in the second game for a few minutes, they won with difficulty.

Fortunately, the village did not dare to relax at all.

He couldn't understand more than that, Echizen Ryoma has a magical power that allows him to stand up even if he falls to the bottom.

...But are you the only one who plays tennis with the feeling of overdrawing his life?

Are you the only one who likes tennis so much that he can give his all?

It seems that there are a lot of things to say, after that muddle-headed losing game, it seems to be said, but in the end I couldn't say it.

And in that year, I also seemed to have become weak because of the illness.

But Yukimura knew that he was unwilling.

Not reconciled, how can you be reconciled?lose this kind of thing...

Want to be happy playing tennis?

Me, when I play tennis, I am more than just happy.

Whether it's pain or joy, or even love and obsession...

Yukimura looked at his racket.

He raised his head intuitively, and caught Nioh in the front row of the audience before the third round officially started.

It is difficult to analyze clearly rationally, when exactly did I fall in love with Nioh, and why did I fall in love with Nioh.

But the soul has given him the answer at the most important moment.

From the analysis of the horoscope or the month and day of birth, I and Nioh should not be able to get along well with the "horoscope".It is also true that when Guo Yi first discovered that silver-haired head among a group of prospective freshmen, his first reaction was probably hesitation.

Just like his own young Shuran has been displeased and even suspicious from the beginning to now, Yukimura's attitude towards Nioh has completely changed during the process of getting along.

At the beginning, the traces of being a beginner could still be seen, but in the second main selection competition a few months later, he showed an amazing appearance.

Obviously both technical level and mentality are more suitable for singles, but he said "how about I go to doubles", and even recruited a real beginner as a partner.

It seems that no one believes in it, but he plays very well in doubles that requires trust.

What is shown on the outside is the ridicule of rejecting people thousands of miles away, and he is awkward when he cares about people, but he always shows in small places that he is actually a soft-hearted and naive person.

It seems that there are interesting things happening around him all the time, and it seems that all "accidents" are under his control and are drawn within the established framework.

So free, but always makes people feel lonely.

It is so contradictory that it unknowingly attracts the attention of people around.

Including Yukimura.

I feel tired physically, but my spirit is still high.Yukimura brushed his sweaty hair, adjusted his headband again, and looked away.

He thought, why would he like Nioh?

This man who calls himself a "fraudster" may not be aware of it, but in Yukimura's eyes, miracles can be seen in King Ni.

He clenched his racket with a smile and stood on the serving line again.

……

"Gamewonby Yukimura Seiichi, 7-5!"

"competition is over!"

The second the whistle sounded, Niwang suddenly wanted to cry.

It's not for anything, neither sentimental nor excited, and even very little excitement.

The surging emotions dropped to freezing point at that moment, but the nose suddenly felt sore.

What's going on here?

Nioh was in a daze, and Marui beside him jumped up like other audiences, and he also gave him a hand by the way: "Yukimura won!"

"Yeah." King Ren nodded.

"Win, win!"

Amidst the cheers, Nioh turned his head, and he looked into the arena, meeting Kamiyukimura's eyes.

The man's eyebrows were curved, and there seemed to be stars in his eyes.

Nioh thought for a while, ah, this is too bad.

...it's too bad.

After the semifinals, it's the finals.

And Yukimura, who won the semi-finals, also won the final smoothly.

The media said, "He seems to be possessed by a god", and even the occasional missed touch ball can land on the opponent's half court at a subtle angle.

After the game, Yukimura received the trophy and said a formulaic thank-you speech surrounded by the media.

The excitement of competition came to stay in his body. After having dinner with the club staff, he returned to the hotel and first went to the bedroom to take a shower.But even though the muscles are relaxed under the action of hot water, the spirit is still excited.

Yukimura wiped his hair and walked out of the bathroom, thinking distractedly, should I ask King Ren to come out now?

Then he heard a knock on the door.

"Who?"

"……I."

Yukimura opened the door.

He looked at Nio standing at the door, and after a few seconds of silence, he turned sideways and showed a gentle smile: "Hey, Masaharu, do you know what you mean by coming here at this time?"

Nioh, who seemed to be worried and calm, walked in the door.

He closed the door behind his back, turned his face sideways to meet Yukimura's eyes, and curled his lips casually: "Puff."

22

King Ni was not sure what he was thinking.

It seems that only when facing Yukimura, he can't see himself clearly.It seems that the original self-judgment is wrong, or he will show another face only in front of Yukimura.

But a blank mind seems to be a good choice.

Yukimura is the one who can be trusted unconditionally without looking into the cause and effect, so if it is Yukimura, it doesn't hurt to hand over his control for a short time.

Leave everything to instinct.

This was probably the reason why he knocked on the door of Yukimura's room at night.

want to see him.

That's all there is to it, so go see him.

The mood is wonderful.It was amazing to see Yukimura winning the championship during the day.Those who should be happy are indeed happy, but they are not excited to the extent that they think they will be excited.It was obviously a very exciting scene, but somehow I wanted to cry.

At that moment, Nioh thanked him for the facial expression management class he had received, which allowed him to be invisible in the cheering crowd.Even Marui beside him couldn't see his actual mood.

So restless for a few hours, Nioh pinched his fingers to count the end time of Yukimura's dinner - based on his experience of often having official|official dinners after the film crew wrapped up.

He still hesitated when he walked out of his room door, but the desire to see him became clearer, so Nioh finally went downstairs and took a taxi.

Then he stood in front of Yukimura's room and knocked on the door.

Now, he leaned his back against the wall in a daze.Yukimura in front of him was still exuding the heat of the shower and the aroma of shower gel, probably not the hotel's public one but his own, with the aroma of gardenia.

a kiss.

Wasn't surprised at all, when pushed straight up against the wall.

Obviously there is no "height difference", but Nioh just feels "shrouded in shadow".There is no reluctance, but the rhythm of breath exchange during the kiss|kiss becomes more|enthusiastic, and gradually I can't keep up.

The feeling of suffocation swept over, and my hands and feet were numb, but I still couldn't bear to let go.

There will never be another person who can fascinate him like Yukimura.

Obviously... Obviously I couldn't believe it at first.

I never thought I would have such a relationship with this person.

Was it because he had an obsession with Yukimura that he didn't even realize, or did he suddenly discover the attraction of this man after being confessed?

Nioh couldn't figure it out.

Facing Yukimura, he had too many things he couldn't understand.

Fortunately, there is no need to figure it all out.

When we parted, Nioh was so black in front of his eyes, it was like