[Net King] The king's elegance

The sunset always has its own soft light effects, and even the old apartment can have a layer of nostalgia. Since leaving Tokyo, this small house that houses Miyahi’s childhood memories has also been dusty, but you can wait until you walk up the narrow stairs. , Memories from the past swarmed in, and Gong Ri's familiar turns and unlocks did not have the slightest sense of strangeness that he hadn't returned for two years.

Gong Ri asked Mr. Guan Jia to clean this old house three days in advance. Now it seems that he is the housekeeper of the Atobe family. On the basis of not destroying the original furnishings, the whole house is spotless, and there is no one who has not returned for a long time Feeling bleak, even flowers were placed on the dining table, and the whole room was filled with freshness.

Gong Ri only took a moment to sort out his emotions, and extended his hand to welcome Yukimura at the door: "Let's make do with the night here tonight, it's a bit small here, please forgive me."

"Excuse me." Yukimura thanked politely, put away his sneakers neatly, and then began to look at Miyahito's former residence. The hut of less than [-] square meters was completely incomparable with Miyahito's small villa in Kanagawa, but Yukimura was a little bit Don't dislike it, and visit it with great interest.

Miyahi came out with a teacup and saw Yukimura sitting in the living room holding a familiar sheet music in his hand. He looked up and saw that it was the exercise sheet he used when he was five or six years old, and it had long been painted with colorful markers. Gong Ri's cheeks flushed slightly: "It's all from my childhood, I forgot to take it with me when I moved."

Yukimura suddenly saw something interesting, and laughed out loud: "This is written by Mingxuan, hahaha, was Mingxuan so narrow-minded when he was a child?"

Next to the music score of a certain chapter is Gong Ri's immature words: "This is the song that the author wrote while drinking!" ' The big exclamation mark clearly expressed the irritability of Gong Ri's piano practice at that time.

Gong Ri, who had long forgotten about this incident, blushed to the point of explosion. After standing and practicing for a long time, there would always be times when he could not play the notes smoothly, especially when encountering pieces with complicated fingerings, Gong Ri sometimes couldn't help but write on the music score. Write small letters on it to vent your anger.

"Drink tea, drink tea." Miyahi hurriedly stuffed the teacup into Yukimura's hand, glanced at the remaining music scores, rolled up all the music scores written in messy words and stuffed them under the table.

Yukimura didn't force to see the dark history of Miyahi. He looked around and could see the violin stand in the corner and the stickers on the wall in the corner: "Mingxuan's childhood also looks very fulfilling."

That's because you haven't seen the real appearance of this house, the messy garbage makes people have no place to stay, and the windows that are closed all the year round make the house filled with a strange smell, dark and depressing, that's Gongri's childhood.

However, Miyahi did not deny Yukimura's words. If this room is a suffocating black hole, then the room belonging to Miyahi must be a paradise. Even if he left Tokyo, he was not willing to empty out the layout of his bedroom.

Thinking of his secret base, Miyahiri pulled Yukimura to the bedroom in a good mood: "I will show you my previous collections. Most of them have been moved to Kanagawa, but there may be missing orphans."

Miyahi's room is unexpectedly spacious, with a lot of desks, bookcases, wardrobes, and beds, which are necessary. Miyahi proudly pulled out the chair to let Yukimura sit down. Back then, he wanted to get free disposal of this room. Quan almost quarreled with his mother to the point of calling the police. In the end, the two took a step back. Gong Ri owns this small world, and he doesn't care what his mother does outside. Even if he is used as a tool to fight for family property, it is acceptable as long as it is not too much .

"This is the report of the four major competitions when I was three years old, as well as the video of the game." Gong Ri took out a thick pile of magazines as if showing off, and collected them when he came to this world and could talk and walk. For news about tennis, various magazines can even be cut into the thickness of a book.

Yukimura has read most of the magazines, but there are indeed some missing commentary magazines and unremarkable game videos that attracted his attention. After all, no matter how talented Yukimura was, he only started playing tennis when he was four years old. It was the game that Yukimura had been looking for for a long time. The two sat on the ground casually, flipping through the career website reports over the years, discussing a sentence or two together from time to time, and two hours passed in the blink of an eye. Two of them.

However, when the closet was opened, Gong Ri was completely dumbfounded. The lonely bed was filled with a pillow in the center of the closet. ? !

In the end, Gongri pulled out a pillow in a corner and pretended nothing happened: "Jingshi, you sleep in your room tonight, mother's room has been emptied and locked, and I will sleep on the sofa."

Seeing that Gong Ri only pulled out a quilt to make the bed, Yukimura stopped the boy who only took a pillow: "Sleep on the sofa without a quilt? Are you preparing for tomorrow's day of back pain? Let's sleep on the bed together."

Let's sleep together on the bed...on the bed...on...

Miyahi almost thought that he had auditory hallucinations, but he didn't realize it until he was held by Yukimura and sat on the edge of the bed. He stammered even when he stepped back: "No, no! This bed is so small, how can two people sleep?" Definitely stick them together!

Originally, I was just worried that Miyahi would catch a cold, but looking at Miyahi's frightened look, Yukimura became playful, "But I lost the game today, if I sleep alone, I might feel sad and want to cry." Yukimura lowered his head It seemed like he had been thinking for a long time before he spoke his mind, and the background became bleak and sad: "Forget it, if Mingxuan is really in trouble, I'll be fine by myself."

Knowing that Yukimura is pretending to be pitiful, but who can refuse such a sudden coquettish Yukimura, at least Miyahito can't turn a blind eye, "Okay, I'll sleep in the room with you."

The 1.2-meter bed sheet is just right for one person to sleep on. It is really unbearable for two teenagers to sleep on it. Fortunately, Gong Ri is a person who pays attention to the quality of sleep. When I bought this bed back then, I didn't choose the worst one.

Miyahi hastily turned off the light and was reclining on the bed, her whole body was in a stiff state, with half of her body hanging beside the bed. She also slept in the same room as Yukimura during the trip before, but a pillow and a quilt like this are the same bed in the true sense. It's still the first time to sleep together, no, it should be said that it's the first time combined in the past life and the present life.

In the darkness, the five senses became much sharper, and Yukimura's breathing sound could be heard clearly behind him. What are the big men worried about?Gong Ri secretly cast aside his cranky self in his heart, as if he was the university dormitory and roommates in his previous life paralyzed on the Datong shop.

And he is a straight man of steel!Although I have been single for 30 years, and I haven't even held a girl's hand, but...but...I must be a straight man!Gong Ri shakes off a trace of strange thoughts that popped up in his mind, and insists that his sexual orientation will not waver.

Suddenly the arm crossing the waist disrupted Miyahito's finally calm mood, through the cloth, Yukimura's body temperature was clearly conveyed.

"Mingxuan's sleeping position is so casual. If I don't stop you, you're going to fall." Yukimura used a little force on his arms to bring the child who was about to fall off the bed back to the bed, and then calmly retracted his arms to find a comfortable place. pose ready to sleep.

Gong Ri, who had left his brain in a daze, blinked and stared at the pitch-black ceiling with an unprecedented shock, and all his wild thoughts were left behind, and Gong Ri, who was asleep when he fell asleep, lost all memory.

I thought I would have a restless sleep this night, but I didn't expect to sleep until dawn. Gong Ri was woken up by the chirping birds outside the window, and I was a little confused when I woke up. Gong Ri subconsciously prepared to turn over Hugging the quilt to get back into the cage, the blue-purple curly hair that caught his eye completely awakened him from his confusion, Miyahi carefully retracted the short legs that were halfway over, and he almost hugged Yukimura as a quilt? !After reacting, Gong Ri held his breath for fear of waking up the sleeping beautiful boy.

In fact, Yukimura had already woken up when the sun was shining through the curtains, but he was lazy on a rare occasion, lying on the bed in a daze, unwilling to get up, and now he saw Miyahiri laying on the bed upright like a log, pretending to sleep , he lifted himself up with a smile and pierced Gong Ri's disguise: "Good morning Mingxuan, it's still early and you can sleep for a while, I'll get up first."

There is no reason to let the guests get up first, after one night, the seven-seven-eight-year-old palace who has accepted the fact of sharing the same bed is no longer shy, he turned over and got out of bed and said: "Jingshi go wash up first, I will Going to make breakfast, do you want Western style or Japanese style?" Last night, I glanced at the refrigerator casually, and the butler prepared some of all kinds of ingredients.

"I'm not picky, it's better to be lighter." Being a guest outside is naturally casual and simple, but Yukimura was not too polite, and added a small request.

If you are alone, you can deal with it casually, but it is the first time for Yukimura to stay overnight, and he always has to let him show his strengths. The complicated Manchu banquet can't be done, and the home-cooked side dishes are still cooked, plus the combination of Chinese, Western and Japanese. With life experience, Gong Ri is quite confident in her cooking skills.

When Yukimura came out, he saw simple and elegant dishes on the small table, two sandwiches, two rice balls from the convenience store, vegetable soup with various side dishes, and a pan-fried silver cod, which looked a bit nondescript but unexpected delicious.

"I'm starting." Yukimura tasted the silver cod first, using the original Japanese sauce, and Yukimura's eyes lit up: "It's delicious, so Mingxuan still has such cooking skills."

The praised Gong Ri proudly raised his small face, and he did not waste the first piece of fish he fried. In order not to let Yukimura find out, he secretly ate it himself in the kitchen.

After finishing breakfast, Gong Ri swiped the Tokyo travel guide on his phone: "What are your plans for today? Do you want to continue playing golf or do you want to visit Tokyo?"

Yukimura is changing the water for the flowers on the table: "I am no stranger to coming to Tokyo often. Tennis training is a daily necessity, but today can be more relaxed, why don't we go on a date."

Dating or something, this word is too ambiguous!Gong Ri really wanted to pretend he didn't hear it, but his train of thought was distorted by this word: "Watching a movie, going to an amusement park, or shopping?"

"Hahaha." Yukimura smiled unabashedly: "Is this the holy place for dating in Mingxuan's mind? Girls must like it very much."

Gong Ri was so laughed that she buried her face in the pillow and said in a muffled voice: "It's all written in the book, I don't care, you decide."

Seeing the shameless Miyahi, Yukimura decided to save him some face: "Then go to Jingde Park to watch the high school national tennis match, and then how about going to the art exhibition in the afternoon?"

Miyahi went to watch the tennis match of high school students with a learning attitude. He thought that the level of the finalists in Kanto should be similar to that of Tanejima and the others. After watching the scene, Miyahi was a little disappointed. About the same as Sanada.

Yukimura was not too surprised. Li Haida played practice games with OB all the year round, and the level of high school students was generally understood: "The strong are sent to the U17 training camp, and the level of the Kanto competition is basically the level of each school. The second echelon, but the individual competition should be more exciting than the team competition."

After playing with Ochi and the others yesterday, we had dinner together. It may have been a coincidence. It was only during one game. Taneshima and Yukimura had a good chat. I talked about the messy training camp stories. Although most of them are exaggerated and processed stories, they are useless, but they can also extract some useful information. What's more, the listener is Yukimura. A lot of news came out. If it weren't for Ochi and Irie, Mori, who had nothing to say to Yukimura, would have exposed the U17 training camp to the bottom.

Thinking of the U17 boss who could blow a wall with a single ball in Maori’s mouth, Yukimura twisted his wrist, and suddenly wished that he could end the national competition early and go to high school, so that he could find a match with the seniors before they graduated. The status in his heart has become a routine operation for completing homework, and entering the U17 to get a badge and be promoted has become his new goal in the short term.

So why does the operation of playing a set by yourself if you don't enjoy watching the game so familiar?Being dragged by Yukimura to find an empty field, Miyahi resigned himself to his fate and started to serve. As soon as he got started, Miyahi found that Yukimura today was different from him the day before yesterday. There was a difference in praise, so Miyahi tentatively let it go. A small ball, sure enough his perception was right.

If we say that Yukimura in the past was full of overwhelming pressure and impeccable golf skills, like a high-ranking god descending to overlook all living beings, but now Yukimura seems to be a little bit smoked, with a little youthful spirit but more relaxed and light, as if injected with a little bit of energy. With the spring breeze, the gods have warmed up, and Yukimura, who plays basketball, no longer has a cold expression all the time. He will raise his eyebrows, smile, and even make a few jokes when changing games.

For Miyahi, he prefers Yukimura's current style of play, which is looser and more casual, and the result is that he loses faster and worse, and Miyahi is still immersed in the cheerful atmosphere of this game. , didn't even realize that he lost the game, and the smile on his face directly turned into a pitiful look that wanted to cry but had no tears.

Obviously, the two of them received the teachings of their seniors at the same time. How can there be such a big difference in the leveling effect? ​​Gong Ri thinks that he who can break through the speed of the ball in one day is already in the ranks of geniuses. However, only the comparison can show the unfairness of fate. big? !

After warming up for tennis activities in the morning, I went straight to the art exhibition in the afternoon according to Yukimura’s plan. What made Yukimura happy was that the experience of going to an art exhibition with someone for the first time was not boring. Yes, plus the questions and concerns raised every time are just right, Yukimura is also relieved to be a narrator, he can't talk about the history of painters, etc., just chatting about his impressions, the two are quite in tune.

On the way home, the two also listened to a street band performance, played pop songs with classical instruments, and watched a romantic moment where a young couple proposed. On the way, Yukimura was still chattering excitedly, and Yukimura saved the arm that was held by Miyahi, "So happy? Then there is a chance that Mingxuan can come and date me often."

The word 'dating' was emphasized by Yukimura, Miyahi shrunk his neck and said with a flattering smile: "This is the first time I've seen someone propose on the spot...I was wrong!"

"So afraid of me?" It was just a joke, Yukimura didn't even think about going online, he nodded at Miyahiri's flushed cheeks: "I had such a good time today, don't be lazy in tomorrow's training, today I only won the game I have one round, I am not demanding, let’s go for two rounds tomorrow, step by step, we can’t live up to the expectations of the seniors.”

Ochi-senpai and the others definitely don't have such expectations of me!It's a pity that Gong Ri didn't dare to say it clearly. For Li Hai Taizheng, who trains with devils every day, it was indeed a relaxing day to play only one game today. Gong Ri raised his hand and wanted to bargain: "If I can cut Sanada to zero tomorrow It cannot be offset." Anyway, Sanada would not use 'Moving Like Thunder' and 'Difficult to Know Like Yin'.

Yukimura knows what Miyahito thinks carefully, but after the Kanto finals, whether Sanada, who was taught by Yukimura, will still stick to those two tricks is not certain. Yukimura also wants to see Sanada's attitude. Nodding, he agreed with Gong Ri's proposal: "It's fine, if you can cut Sanada to zero, that would be considered progress." Poor Sanada was sitting at home, and the pot came from the sky, and they were tricked by each of them invisibly.