[Net King] The Redemption of the Night

Yes, the memory about tennis and Fei Yongyuan swept over crazily, and it took him a long time to get back the feeling after being stiff.

After an unknown amount of time, Fei Yong slowly withdrew his hand, lowered his head and said in a low voice, "I don't know how to play tennis."

"Xiao Ye." Tezuka's expression was still the same rigid, but his voice was gentle, "Please, play with me."

Fei Yong instantly felt overwhelming pressure coming over him. After waiting for a while, he realized that Tezuka had no intention of giving up, so he had to take a deep breath, slowly raised his head to look at Tezuka and said, "Sorry, Tezuka."

The light in Tezuka's eyes was a bit dull, and he slowly stretched out his hand to caress Fei Yong's dark green eyes, with a heavy sadness on his body.

"Are you disgusted by my persecution?" Tezuka said slowly, his eyes fixed on Fei Yong's eyes.

"No." Fei Yong took a deep breath, feeling sad in his heart, "When did you know I could play tennis?"

Tezuka was silent for a long time, finally put down his hands, and said in a deep voice, "When I went to your house for the first time." Her expression watching the game made him believe that she could play tennis, and it was confirmed later on the tennis court in the park.

"Huh? It's so early." Fei Yong sighed, and didn't want to ask where the flaw was. "Tezuka wants to know why I don't play tennis?"

Tezuka looked at Fei Yong who was much shorter than him and said nothing, his eyes were full of depression and injury.

Fei Yong stretched out his hand to cover Tezuka's eyes, and rested his forehead on Tezuka's shoulder: "Don't look at me like this..." The pain in his heart made Fei Yong unbearable, and Tezuka, who was so indifferent, would show such an expression, "I'll just be with you..." With his left hand covering Tezuka's eyes, Fei Yong hugged Tezuka, "I learned tennis from Fei Yongyuan, you have to be careful." Can't help rubbing his hands Tsukasa's shoulder, and immediately took two steps back, looking at Tezuka who had recovered his expressionless face, "IPTL International Tennis Super League champion, Yu Yongyuan."

Tezuka turned around, the bitterness in his eyes was fleeting.

Fei Yong followed Tezuka to the tennis court in the cherry blossom forest, neither of them spoke anymore.

Fei Yong didn't take off his coat, still wearing her long shirt and trousers.But the comfortable and stretchy fabric won't bother her too much.

Silently finished warming up, Fei Yong took the tennis ball, tennis racket and wristband from Tezuka's hand, and stood on the court opposite Tezuka: "If I use my left hand, should Tezuka also switch to his right hand?"

Tezuka paused for a moment, glanced at Fei Yong, and immediately switched the tennis racket to his right hand: "Don't be careless."

Fei Yong pursed his lips and smiled: "I've never dared to be careless about Tezuka, even if it's your right hand, I have to work hard."

Tezuka said lightly: "You serve."

"Hurrah."

Fei Yong smiled, stood upright with the palm of his right hand facing sideways, holding both sides of the ball with his thumb and index finger, resting the bottom of the ball with his middle finger, raised his arm upwards, and straightened his wrist upwards at the moment of throwing the ball.

The little yellow ball was thrown high behind him, and Fei Yong, at the place where the ball rose to the highest point and was almost at a standstill, controlled the angle of the racket face to a delicate degree, and swung the first shot fiercely.

Tezuka quickly ran to the spot where the tennis ball landed, and was about to catch the ball, but stopped when the racket was swung out.

Very abruptly, the ball dropped suddenly in front of Tezuka, making a half circle around his body.

Looking at the small ball trembling on the ground, a deep light flashed in Tezuka's eyes, and a rare warmth appeared on his face.

"How about it? Tezuka, I also have my own unique skills." Although not as strong as her right hand, she has undergone life-and-death training in physical fitness and exquisite control. Her body flexibility, jumping speed, muscle reaction speed, strength and Her dynamic vision is not comparable to that of ordinary people, not to mention the terrifying power given to her by Xue Guzi and Sha Lian.

Tezuka squatted down, put himself in a good posture, looked at Feiyong and said, "Don't be careless."

Fei Yong smiled helplessly: "Tezuka is too old-fashioned." This is the only sentence.

The same serve was hit again, and Tezuka easily hit the ball with a half volley.

Fei Yong stood still and said with a smile: "Your ball can't go over the net~" The strong rotation on the ball in the opposite direction is not so easy to remove, even if it goes over the net, the ball will go out of bounds.

Sure enough, the ball hit the net obediently.

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The same scene was repeated twice, and Fei Yong directly reported the score with a smile: "1:0, Fei Yong Qianye leads."

Tezuka straightened up, and a deep light flashed in his eyes behind the lens again.

When it was Tezuka's turn to serve, Fei Yong returned Tezuka's serve with her top speed, and immediately volleyed the ball.

A gleam of light flashed in Tezuka's eyes, his wrist controlled the angle of the racket face to a certain extent, and the racket was lifted forward to the right. When the elbow joint was slightly bent and retracted, the racket face was facing the incoming ball, a strong rotation and strength. The corner kick is sent.

Fei Yong raised his eyebrows, and immediately turned around and ran towards the corner kick that should have been missed.

Running behind the incoming ball, Fei Yong stretched his body, driving his upper body with his slender waist, rotated [-] degrees, then the racket touched the incoming ball, and hit back to the opponent's field in one go.

Contrary to Fei Yong's expectation, Tezuka received Fei Yong's return ball and returned it with a short ball.

Fei Yong took a breath, Tezuka was really strong, he caught her return so easily.And in the return of the ball just now, she didn't have time to return to the net to catch his return.

But...she was happy, really happy.

Stretching their bodies recklessly, the two began to fight back and forth again.Tezuka didn't use the zero slice, and Feiyong didn't use her trick anymore.

By the fifth game, more than an hour had passed, and the score was 2:2.Neither of them took advantage.

"Huhu——" Fei Yong wiped the sweat from his forehead, "It's so hot." It's been a long time since she has exercised like this, and her injury has never healed, so her physical strength is exhausted very quickly.

Tezuka walked up to Fei Yong, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped Fei Yong's sweat, "You're wearing a bit too much." The fragrance of this person's body filled the surroundings, and Tezuka knew it was the natural fragrance from her body, But at this moment, the fragrance is too obvious, it has covered the faint fragrance of cherry blossoms around, "Xiao Ye."

Fei Yong smiled awkwardly: "It's okay." She didn't dare to bare|expose her arms.

"You are very fragrant." Tezuka said, thinking of the fragrance that appeared when Fei Yong was sick, the fragrance that was hard to ignore by the river just now, and what Kikumaru said when he hugged her before, he stated lightly, "It is not obvious on weekdays. , you can only smell it when you are very close; but when you sweat and get sick, it will be much stronger." This is his conclusion after observation.

Fei Yong looked at Tezuka in surprise, then raised his arm and smelled it: "Is there any?"

"You don't know?" There was a flash of surprise in Tezuka's eyes, but his facial expression didn't change. "It wasn't obvious before, but you were sweating just now."

"Eh..." Fei Yong blushed a bit, "I've never heard of it... except for Xiaoya who said that occasionally, no one else said it, I thought it was just a joke." Having been mentioned several times, Fei Yong also Realized it wasn't a joke, but that's all she could say at this moment, because she couldn't explain these strange phenomena either.

Fei Yong thought, and smelled his arms and clothes again, is there really no smell?

Tezuka stared at Fei Yong who kept checking himself for a while, and there was an inexplicable deep meaning in the beautiful Danfeng's eyes: "Go and have a rest." Tezuka pointed to the place where he put the tennis bag, and said.

Fei Yong thought for a while, and in the end he didn't bother with the aroma anymore, nodded his head lightly, and the two walked towards the river.

Tezuka took out the prepared water and handed it to Fei Yong: "Are you happy playing tennis?"

Fei Yong was surprised, smiled and said, "Why do you suddenly ask such a strange question?"

"Strange?" Tezuka frowned slightly and stopped talking.

Fei Yong secretly suppressed a smile, and looked at the cherry blossom trees on the other side with joy.

The two sat side by side by the river, with the crimson cherry blossoms fluttering and waving, Fei Yong felt a sweet taste in his heart for a moment.

Thinking about the sparring just now, Fei Yong felt that Tezuka's right hand was also very powerful, and he wondered what kind of situation his left hand would reach after he recovered.Thinking of this, Fei Yong suddenly wanted to heal Tezuka's injury quickly and see him in full condition sooner.

The hand holding the cup paused, and Fei Yong noticed the wristband on his wrist: "When did Tezuka prepare the wristband for me? It suits me very well." The name of Feiyong was embroidered on the light green striped wristband, The workmanship is exquisite, and the width and tightness are appropriate, which makes Fei Yong a little happy.

"Ah." Tezuka stared at the corners of Fei Yong's raised lips, a trace of uneasiness flashed unconsciously on his face, "I asked my mother to do it for me, and she insisted on embroidering the name on it."

"Huh?" Fei Yong was stunned for a long time, his face was full of surprise, "Your mother?" Tezuka asked his mother to make him a wristband?Fei Yong couldn't turn his head around for a while.

Tezuka's eyes sank: "Thank you for taking care of my hand injury." In fact, Tezuka's mother didn't know about his injury.

Fei Yong blinked and touched the wristband on his hand: "Your mother must be very gentle." In order to thank his son's friends, he made such a loving wristband.

"Yeah." Tezuka nodded, seeing Fei Yong's sad eyes, couldn't help rubbing her long hair and said, "Fei Yong's mother must be very gentle, no matter whether she is by your side or not."

Fei Yong suddenly looked at Tezuka, his bright eyes were empty for a moment, and then lit up again: "Well, she must be a gentle woman." Not a pervert like Sha Lian.

The two looked at each other with a tacit understanding.