[Net King] Unparalleled Lucky

Although the doctor who had just finished the operation was already very tired, he stopped in the face of the eager eyes of everyone who had been waiting for a long time: "Kun Yukimura's operation was a success."

He took off the mask and showed a relaxed look on his face: "If he recovers properly, not only will there be no problem playing tennis, but the chance of recurrence is also very small."

This can be said to be great luck.

That boy, with his perseverance and faith, successfully defeated the illness.

When the doctor said that he could do simple exercises one week after the operation and start rehabilitation one month later, Fuji looked at Yukimura who was still not awake due to anesthesia on the hospital bed, and completely relaxed the mood that had been hanging all the time. .

at last……

You are healthy.

Through the glass of the observation room, he saw

Yukimura's mother was sitting beside the hospital bed, moistening Yukimura's somewhat pale lips with a cotton swab soaked in water.

Bu Er just stood there, quietly and meticulously looking at the boy lying on the hospital bed.

Yukimura, who was always smiling, still curled up the corners of his lips in his deep sleep, and raised the tails of his closed eyes, as if he was having a sweet dream.Even though the hat completely restrained the iris-purple curly hair due to the need of the operation, completely exposing the fair face, the delicate facial features appeared even more delicate.

The sleeping Yukimura Seiichi lost the kingly aura he showed when he opened his eyes, but because of his weakness in illness, he added a beauty that could make all girls feel ashamed.

Buer couldn't help but think that Jingshi lying there quietly at this time is like the princess in a fairy tale who has been sleeping for a hundred years, waiting for her prince to find her and wrap her with a passionate kiss full of love. wake.

Unknowingly, Fuji's eyes stopped on Yukimura's pale and dry lips.

After a long time, he smiled lowly: "I, what are you thinking about?"

Yukimura felt that he had slept for a long time. Although his mind was clear, he was too numb to open his eyes.All he could hear in the quiet ward was the sound of the dripping medicine in the hanging bottle.

As if the memory was coming back, many people and things kept appearing in his mind one by one in the darkness.

It turns out that the feeling of being close to death is like this?

His world disappears and reassembles, a long path that suddenly appears continues to the end of the space.Step by step along the flickering and erratic road, when he finally stopped, there was only one door left in front of him.

Behind, the darkness eroded; in front, the light was shining.

Behind that door, will it be heaven or hell?

For some reason, Yukimura's heart sank a little bit.

He stepped forward gently and pushed open the extremely heavy door.

A golden light came, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw familiar faces.

A calm and gentle father, a beautiful and considerate mother, and an innocent Yuan Kui.

Yukimura's face softened.

In front of the beige daisy tablecloth, the little girl slowly puts food into her mouth with a spoon in her hand.

It's still the same.

Yukimura couldn't help stretching out his hand, wanting to touch the top of Hara Aoi's puffy face.

At this moment, he found that his body was almost transparent, like floating smoke, gently penetrating through the shell of others.

"Mom, where's brother?" Yuan Kui stopped what he was doing, blinked, with a puzzled tone.

"Baby, my brother has gone far away." Yukimura's mother smiled sadly, "I will never come back again."

Yukimura's father paused while he was flipping through the newspaper, but fell silent.

Never, never come back.

Yukimura's hand dropped.

The figures of the three gradually drifted away from the door, but he finally failed to follow them again.

Scenes disappear and reappear.

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and the whistling yellow ball passed through Yukimura's motionless body.

He turned his head suddenly, and Sanada was standing on the court with a racket in his hand, with a serious face.

Everyone in the tennis club was whispering.

"It's been like this ever since Sanada took over as minister."

"Minister, he just needs time to remember." Time will heal all pain.and……

"...Even if Li Haida loses the Son of God, he will not become a loser."

Time will make people in memory disappear from their original appearance.

Li Haida, without Yukimura Seiki, will not lose the pride of the king.

Yukimura looked away.

He watched the figures of the group of teammates fade away.

One by one, they start a family, get married and have children.

Many years later, they mentioned a certain silence with the same name together.

"Have you heard that Lihai University once had a minister whose tennis skills are amazing?"

"who's that person?"

……who is it?

His world finally plunged into darkness.

It turns out that death is oblivion.

"Fine City."

"can you hear?"

A shallow, soft light suddenly flickered, and a ray of light lit up in his world.

The chestnut-haired boy stood in front of the window, watering the delicate cornflower with a gentle face, his eyes shone with a clear and clear light: "Did you come to see me today?"

Yukimura withdrew his usual smile, and he just looked straight at the boy who seemed to be looking into the distance through him.

"Tomorrow is my wedding." The young man's smile remained the same, but there was a strange look in his eyes, "If you are free in Jingshi, you must come."

Like everyone in memory, Fuji's figure is gradually fading.

wedding?

Yukimura's expression froze.

... So, has it been so long?

It's been a long time, the boy he once told himself must belong to him, and finally has his own bride.

Fuji Zhouzhu... the person who was placed on the tip of his heart finally had a belonging.

He is getting married.

His wife probably doesn't know how to play tennis, so she doesn't have the thin calluses left by years of practice, and her hands are long and delicate.

That woman who is not stunning but has an elegant temperament will piously burn a kiss on Buer's face every day when the morning sun is born;

When Buer goes out, he will gently arrange his slightly messy tie, saying 'come back early';

He will even stay at home, gentle and gentle, with soft eyes when he returns from exhaustion every day.

"I'm getting married, will you come?"

"……Do not."

I haven't had time to tell you how carefully I like you.

How many days and nights, the smiles that I slowly sketched and gradually appeared, seemed to bloom on the paper.

I haven't had time to tell you how I have decided to spend my life with you.

How many times have I planned our future, there are mornings and dusks, and there are also days when the sun is dim.In such a long time, there is a person, from being so smooth to the first appearance of wrinkles, accompanying him to grow old.

I haven't had time to tell you that Seiichi Yukimura is such a selfish person, he can't just let you go.And you must know how much he doesn't want to face your wedding.

... It is impossible for me to smile and bless you to grow old.

……Fuji Shusuke.

Yukimura muttered softly again.

"No." He heard his own voice.

In my future years, you must not leave my life.

He doesn't allow it.

All the light in front of my eyes disappeared.

Yukimura Seiichi returned to the original starting point.

Something cold was gently applied to his lips. Gradually, he felt a dryness in his throat due to not seeing water for a long time, and his limbs began to gain strength again.

"...Hmm." The eyes that slowly opened were absorbed in the glare of light, and tears flowed down.

Everything in front of me went from blurry to clear.

So...was it just a dream?

"Seiichi, are you awake?" After a short pause, he took the cotton swab from Yukimura's lips.

There were only the two of them in the ward.

Yukimura blinked to get rid of the discomfort in his eyes, he looked straight at the boy who was sitting by the bed and holding a cotton swab in his hand, his mind seemed to still be the face when he was about to get married.

That dream reminded him.

Now, this person does not belong to him.

"Zhou Zhu, have you been taking care of me?" Yukimura's voice was a little hoarse.

"I just came in too." Fuji shook his head, "Auntie is going to make soup for you."

He was worried that Yukimura would be lost because his family was not around after the operation, so he did not forget to add: "Uncle has been waiting outside just now, and now he is taking Hara Aoi to cook."

"Yeah." Yukimura responded lightly.He locked his eyes on Fuji's face almost greedily, even breathing quickly.

"...Is there anything wrong with me?" Fuji's eyes flickered, this time, Yukimura's eyes seemed to have completely escaped from the cage of confinement, scorching and straightforward.

"Zhou Zhu has always been good." Even though it's not a good time to confess, he still didn't want to wait any longer, "It's because you are so good that I have been worrying about losing you one day. "

"...Jing...Jingshi, I..." Buer was caught off guard, he didn't even have time to think about why his heart was beating so violently at this moment.

"I heard that I'm done." Yukimura stretched out his hand to press Fuji's lips, and gently rubbed it. "I don't want to regret it. I watched you go farther and farther in the days of waiting."

I don't even want to send you into the marriage hall with my own hands, and bless your love with any woman.

"I want to wake up and see your smiling face next to me every day in the future."

Your smile moves my heart more than anything in this world.

"...Fuji Zhousuke, I like you."

Do you know how firm my belief is, hold your hand tightly and walk down together.

"I don't need your answer now." Yukimura looked at Fuji with a complicated face, and continued, "I just want to tell you how I feel, that's all."

Fuji's throat moved slightly, but in the end he still didn't say anything.

Yukimura looked through the glass window at the figure getting closer and closer, and closed his eyes.

Parents will grow old, sister will grow up.The immature companions in his memory gradually changed into his unfamiliar appearance as time passed.

No one will always exist in the past, but only the desire to love, constantly urging him to pursue more...

I don't need your answer, Zhou Zhu.

Because I know better, your answer now is what will happen.

However, Yukimura Seiichi did not accept Fujisuke's refusal.

...never.