[Net King] Xiamu Shady

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"[King of Net] Xia Mu Cheng Yin" Author: To Zhong Xia

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After being woken up by the ball, the heroine suddenly found herself back ten years ago.

Her life that had ended in tragedy suddenly turned around, and she once again faced Seiichi Yukimura, who had a crush on her for ten years but failed. She didn't know whether she should take that step bravely or shrink her head and wait for the fate to repeat itself.

But, who will tell her why Yukimura Seichi didn't leave according to the original plot after she chose to shrink her head? !

Content label: Net King

Search keywords: Protagonist: Natsuki Hayakawa, Yukimura Seiichi┃Supporting role: Wang Wangzhong┃Others: Rebirth Wang Wang

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Is this the first time you have opened your eyes?Hayakawa Xia Mu couldn't remember clearly, but what fell into his eyes was still the familiar, cold pale color.She took a few breaths carefully, confirming that her tattered and dying soul survived another day in the world.

Hayakawa Natsuki lay on the hospital bed with light coffee-colored eyes open. Although he had woken up from the brief nightmare, he still looked absent-minded and empty.She didn't think about anything, and she had nothing to think about. Maybe it was ridiculous. She lived to be 25 years old, and when she was dying, she felt that there was nothing to miss in the past twenty years.The only thing I care about is my family...

She stared straight at the ceiling of the ward. She had spent the past few dozen days like this.

The door of the ward was quietly pushed open, and a female nurse who looked younger than her came in.Since Xia Mu was admitted to the hospital more than a year ago, this little nurse has been taking care of her. Perhaps because of her similar age, Xia Mu, who usually does not say a word in silence, occasionally chats with her.But the content of the chat was boring, the little nurse would be very excited when she mentioned a star singer, and Xia Mu could only silently watch her happy, then nodded and smiled slightly.

She has been in the hospital for too long, and sometimes she feels that she has no connection with this world.

She was even thinking, if one day, she couldn't open her eyes again, she would feel... relieved, right?

"Xia Musang, good day."

"Well, good day." Xia Mu moved the corners of his mouth, and when he was about to sit up, the little nurse hurriedly held her down, "Although you seem to be in good spirits, I really want to help you out for a walk, but today is not a good day , Xia Musang should lie on the bed for a while longer."

"Excuse me."

"You don't have to be so polite," the little nurse smiled shyly, "It's good that Xia Musang doesn't dislike me for being so noisy all the time!"

Xia Mu smiled very lightly, "...how could it be?"

...How could one hate such vitality?Before she learned of her illness, she was like this too, carefree, and her whole body seemed to be full of youthful vitality.It's just that it all withered in an instant.

The little nurse was doing her daily checkups, and she would always say, "Xia Musang, it seems to be better today, and in a while, I can get out of bed and bounce around."

It is the doctors and nurses who say such comforting words every time, and they are the ones who understand the facts best.

Xia Mu looked away lightly, "Really, that's really great."

After the examination, the little nurse began to chat with Xia Mu.Xia Mu lives in the hospital, doesn't watch TV or read newspapers, knows very little about what's going on outside, every time the little nurse is asked to find a topic, it is a torture for her.Xia Mu watched the little nurse scratching her head for a long time but couldn't think of a topic. She pursed her lips, and when she was about to say that she was sleepy, the little nurse suddenly slapped her thigh, yelled, and then approached mysteriously, "Xia Mu Does Sang know the results of the US Open semi-finals that ended yesterday?"

Xia Mu was stunned for a long time and didn't react.The little nurse looked at her obvious ecstasy, raised her lips and smiled, "It's a Japanese who has entered the finals, and he's super handsome! Uh, rather than being handsome, I should say very handsome." Pretty, no, pretty can't describe a man... Hey, I have photos in my phone, do you want Xia Musang to see them?"

Xia Mu looked flatly at the mobile phone handed to her under her nose, but didn't have the slightest strength to look at the man in the photo.The hands hidden under the quilt trembled slightly, Xia Mu tried his best to look away, and slowly said word by word, "It's quite beautiful..."

The photo was obviously taken on a TV screen, and the picture was somewhat distorted, but the outline of that handsome and tall young man was very clear.Her memory is a roll of film, and this distorted photo shocked her more than any other photo of him in her memory.

"Right? And he graduated from Faculty of Science, Tokyo University. Not only is he good at tennis, but he is also outstanding in academics. It's a pity that he already has a girlfriend... By the way, you don't know his name yet, right? His name is Yukimura..."

Xia Mu suddenly interrupted, "I'm sorry, I'm a little tired and want to rest."

She closed her eyes, her bloodless face seemed paler than before, her eyelashes kept trembling slightly, as if she was trying to suppress some emotion.The little nurse also realized that she was a little noisy, so she apologized and left quietly.

The ward was empty again.

Xia Mu closed her eyes tightly, waiting for the heartache that almost broke her to pass.Just at the moment when he caught a glimpse of his side face from the corner of the eye, it seemed that time had slipped through that slit for countless days and nights, bringing with him the ignorance and heartbeat of his youth, engulfing his teenage girlhood. Her vitality and enthusiasm all turned into instant pain, slowly, forcefully, and relentlessly crushing her already battered soul.

She held back her breath a few times, her abdomen began to throb slightly, and finally turned into a severe pain, she struggled to get up and wanted to ring the bell, a sour breath rushed into her throat, she bent over and sprayed only sour water of vomiting.She retched several times in succession, but she didn't spit out anything. She seemed to be drained of all the strength in an instant, and her eyes were scattered and she didn't know where to fall.

When Hayakawa's mother came in, she saw such a scene. She was startled, and quickly wiped the corners of Xia Mu's lips with paper, and rang the bell.Xia Mu came back to his senses at this moment, and shouted hoarsely, "Mom..."

Hayakawa's mother turned her head to prevent Xia Mu from seeing her red eyes. She said deliberately and naturally, "Mom got up early today and made you your favorite breakfast. You must be full. Xia Mu hasn't grown up yet." Well, from now on, I don't know any boy who will like you with your sloppy personality..."

"Mom... I... don't want to stay in the hospital for treatment anymore..."

Hayakawa's mother trembled all over, and then trembled uncontrollably, "Silly boy, what are you talking about... just vomited, you often vomited when you were a child when you got motion sickness, have you forgotten?"

"Mom, stomach cancer is terminal, I don't have much time left...don't lock me in the hospital..." After finishing speaking, there was no panic, bewilderment, or even despair in my heart.Xia Mu repeats her illness to herself every day. She fears death and longs to live, but she has no way to change it.Xia Mu lowered his head and said softly, "I don't want to regret, there is one thing I haven't done...Mom, let me go out of the hospital."

Hayakawa's mother opened her mouth several times, but still couldn't utter a word, and finally cried bitterly while covering her face.

At that moment, Xia Mu felt a little cruel.She looked away and looked at the window. The sunlight penetrated through the heavy curtains, reflecting some dust in the room. She almost said to herself, "Today's weather is also very good."

It was as beautiful as the sunshine every day back then, even if it was cloudy or thunderstorm, as long as there was that person in the small world in the eyes, what would shine into my mind would be a clear sky.

In memory, she was his back desk.

At that time, she was always afraid to stare at him directly, for fear that the eyes with obvious meaning would be known by others.

So every time she was in class, she would cast her eyes on the window, which reflected his delicate and gentle side face.

——Is it so beautiful outside the window?Natsuki Hayakawa!

The head teacher's voice was gloomy.

—Hmm...it's really pretty.

She answered in a confused and uninspired way.The corner of the mouth is a pure simple and satisfied smile.

Speaking of which, how many years ago were these things?Yes, it's been ten years.

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After being discharged from the hospital, Xia Mu stayed at home leisurely for a few days.Knowing her physical condition, she has been lying on the bed safely as her parents wished. Her former friends would occasionally come to accompany her, but her eyes were always red without saying a few words, and she quickly left after apologizing. Over time, it will not come.

Xia Mu leans on the pillow every day, reads magazines or newspapers, for his own fate that has been strangled by the disease, there is no fierce resistance and collapse, but he accepts it calmly and silently.

——Actually, even if you don’t accept it, so what.

One day not long after, Xia Mu bought a plane ticket to the United States.When she was packing her luggage, her mother hurriedly asked her why she was going out, Xia Mu just smiled lightly, "Mom, don't worry, I'll be back in two days, nothing will happen."

Even so, in the end, her mother accompanied her to the United States.

Sitting in the big gymnasium, my mother held Xia Mu's cold hand in distress, "Can't you watch the game at home? Why did you travel all the way to the United States? Why are you torturing yourself like this?"

Xia Mu held her mother's hand instead, gradually exerting force, "