Brilliant youth

(I'm incompetent in the game, so I can only jump directly...)

Seeing that Bu Er suddenly fell to the ground, I let go of my hand and fell straight down, making a crisp sound when it landed on the ground.

"Zhou Zhu!!" I quickly went to help Fuji, "How are you?!" Fuji tried to stand up, but failed, and he fell down again.

He smiled bitterly: "I hurt my foot, it seems that I can't continue the game."

In this round, Huadi won with no two abstentions.

"Fuji, do you want to go to the hospital nay~" Kikumaru who helped me up Fuji said, "The competition is about to begin."

Bu Er tried to move his feet, and a sharp pain hit him immediately, and the expression on his face froze suddenly.However, at this time, he didn't want to interrupt the game.

"I'd better wait until you finish the game before going to the hospital, Eiji, you go and prepare for the game."

"Go to the hospital now!" I frowned and said loudly, "I'll accompany you, and they continue the game."

I was very impressed with the match between Fuji and Akaya Kirihara in the anime. Besides, in the match against Kawachi just now, the strange posture of Fuji when he hit the ball made me always have a grudge.

"Yingluo..." I looked straight into Fuji's eyes without any compromise.

In the end, Fuji had to succumb to my strength.

Akutagawa Jirou who didn't know when he woke up looked at the backs of the two leaving and pursed his mouth.

After not watching for a while, Cousin Ying was kidnapped~

******

I helped Fuji out of the club and hailed a taxi.

I opened the car door and let Fuji sit in first, and then I sat next to him. "Please go to Tokyo General Hospital."

"Okay." The driver replied.When I got to the gate of the hospital, I paid the money and walked into the hospital with Buer.

"The ligament is strained, and the ankle bone is slightly fractured." The doctor said while checking, "Also, the injury was not treated in time, and I used too much force on my foot on the way to the hospital."

Hearing what the doctor said, I lowered my head. Just now I only thought about bringing Fuji to the hospital, and never thought about asking for help...

Feeling my depression, Buer patted my head: "Don't worry, it's not your fault, Yingluo."

I didn't speak up.

It was the first time Fuji encountered this situation, and obviously he was a little helpless, and the atmosphere became awkward.

"It's normal for some things to happen between male and female friends. Don't take it to heart, little girl." The doctor who seemed to be 50 or [-] years old said while applying medicine to Bu Er's feet, "Besides, male My friend is injured, can't you just take good care of him?"

"We are not boyfriend and girlfriend!" I said quickly.

The doctor smiled and said nothing.I saw that there was nothing strange on Buer's face, and I didn't open my mouth to refute, so I didn't say anything else.However, I know that there is a little joy in my heart, and I really hope that one day.

The doctor's words also gave me a good reminder that guilt is useless now, it's better to do something practical.

"Okay!" The doctor straightened up: "You need to stay in the hospital for a day to avoid secondary injuries caused by moving, and you can be discharged tomorrow." "Do you need to go through the admission procedures first?"

"of course."

"But, he is the only one..."

"It's okay, you don't have to worry about him here, after you go through the selection procedures, come pick up your boyfriend."

After listening, I immediately turned around and walked towards the payment office.

"You have a girlfriend who cares about you, boy!"

Bu Er looked at the door that was still flapping: "Thank you for your compliment."

"Hehehe."

******

I found the toll office and paid the money, and when I came back, I saw Fuji sitting in a wheelchair, holding a magazine in his hand, with brown hair hanging down his cheeks.

"Zhou Zhu..." Hearing my voice, Bu Er raised his head and smiled slightly: "Ying Luo, you are finally here, I thought you left me and left!"

"How is it possible!" I walked over, stood behind Fuji, and stretched out my hands to hold the wheelchair, "Now let's go to the ward, and then, I'll go back and make you something to eat, so you can have a good night's rest. Don't move around anymore, I'll take you home tomorrow."

"Heh, are you treating me as a critically ill patient, Yingluo?" Fuji closed the magazine on his hand, "At this time, Tezuka and the others are almost finished the competition."

"Well, just give them a call when we get there." I pushed Bu Er into the elevator. As the elevator ascended, people would come in and out from time to time. Some people would smile kindly when they saw the two of us.

"Ding!" When the elevator door opened again, I pushed Fuji and walked out, reached the door of the ward, and opened the door.

I help Fuji to sleep on the bed.

"I'll go back now, I'll be back later, and you can make a call now." I put the kettle and cups next to Buer, turned on the TV, and put the remote control within reach of Buer. place.

"Yeah." Fuji nodded, "Go early and come back early."

"...Okay." Don't say something so easy to misunderstand me, okay...

******

"Hello, Cirou?"

"Cousin Ying! Where are you and that Budu?!"

"It's not important, Cirou, where are you now?"

"I'm already home, Cousin Ying."

"Well, I'm going home too, Cilang, find a set of your pajamas and get dressed, and you can go to the hospital with me later."

"Hey! What happened, Cousin Ying, why do you want me to find pajamas?"

"Fu Er is in the hospital, you take a set of pajamas and go with me to the hospital to help him wash up."

Ci Lang reluctantly said: "Why are you going, Cousin Ying, won't his family take care of him?"

"Ci Lang!" I slightly raised my voice, "I like him!" After saying this, my heart suddenly tightened, and I didn't know what Ci Lang would say.

Ci Lang was silent for a while.

"I'll be ready, Cousin Shadow."

"……thanks."

"You are my cousin!"

******

"Ci Lang!" As soon as I entered the living room, I saw Ci Lang sleeping on the sofa, with a brand new packing bag next to him.Ci Lang pulled himself together and shouted in a sticky voice: "Cousin Ying..."

I glanced at my watch: "It's still early, you should sleep for a while, Cilang, I will call you when you have to leave."

"Hmm..." Saying that, Cilang fell down on the sofa again.

I shook my head amusedly, no matter how serious Cirou was just now, he is still the sleepy and coquettish Cilang, and this will never change.

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