[Net King] The Redemption of the Night

After realizing it, he hummed shyly and said, "When did it happen?"

"Just now, I went to the middle school to look for Matsumoto, and I happened to meet Fuji. He said that neither Tezuka nor Oishi went to class this afternoon." Nishimura paused, and continued, "I think they must have done it in private. The game is gone."

"Huh? So, you didn't see Tezuka and Echizen playing with your own eyes?" Tezuka is not someone who doesn't keep his promises, so he probably won't play games with others without telling her. Fei Yong was a little relieved.

Nishimura was a little upset: "The match between Tezuka and Echizen is bound to happen, but I'm not sure about the date. If you don't believe me, I can't help it. I just want to tell you now, after all, Tezuka's hand injury It just so happens that if you don't feel bad, just pretend I didn't say it."

"You know I didn't mean that." Fei Yong stood up, gestured to H, and immediately walked towards the villa, "Thank you, Senior Sister Nishimura, I'll go over now." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone and immediately asked H prepares the car.

The black Maybach 62S sports car rapidly passed through the street.After bypassing the viaduct and approaching the tennis court below, the sports car came to a steady stop—a roadblock was set up below, and vehicles were not allowed to pass.

Fei Yong got out of the car without the slightest hesitation, and immediately ran to the tennis court.

There were only three people in the tennis court. Tezuka and Echizen were facing each other on the court, and Oishi looked at the court with a heavy face.

The appearance of Fei Yong made Dashi a little surprised, he immediately stopped Fei Yong who wanted to rush in and said: "Fei Yong, calm down."

Fei Yong struggled for a while, and finally fell on the barbed wire fence weakly, staring sadly at the slender figure in the lavender sportswear.

"Tezuka, you promised me...why..." The voice murmured, with indescribable pain.

Perhaps aware of the fiery gaze outside the arena, both Tezuka and Echizen subconsciously took a look outside the arena.

Tezuka just lowered his eyes and didn't mean to stop the game; Echizen just lowered his eyes and remained silent for a while, then put himself in his right position again and started to serve.

The sharp outspin serve was hit back again and again by Tezuka, and Tezuka scolded in a deep voice: "Is your ball only up to this level? Echizen, why don't you play your own tennis?!"

Echizen stubbornly kept his eyes calm and did not speak. He swung his racket harder and harder each time, but he still couldn't get past Tezuka's line of defense.

The sound of Tezuka's questioning and Echizen's figure running desperately echoed in the arena. The sound of "bang bang" hit people's hearts one after another, making people gradually weak.

Once, twice... Throughout the game, Tezuka used his own chopping and zero-style play without any scruples.

Fei Yong grasped the barbed wire tightly with both hands, her knuckles turned white from the excessive force, and the healed wound on her right arm showed signs of splitting, but she couldn't care about these things at all at this moment, and could only ruthlessly Grab the barbed wire to relieve the tension in my heart.

That arm—she knew its fragility better than anyone else, even Tezuka himself.

During such a critical recovery period, as long as he waited steadily for one more week... as long as one week, his injury would no longer have any worries...Why...why did he have to do this?Why must her efforts be in vain? !

I don't know how long I stood, watched, and waited... Until Tezuka came out and grabbed her arm, and bit by bit separated his five fingers from the barbed wire, Fei Yong still looked at the front in a blank state. , as if he couldn't see the existence of Tezuka.

Tezuka covered her hands with distress, and said in a surprisingly gentle voice, "Xiao Ye, I'm sorry."

Hearing Tezuka's voice, Fei Yong slowly reacted, his pupils gradually focused and focused on Tezuka's face.

"...why...do you know..." Fei Yong spoke with difficulty, his astringent voice seemed not to belong to him.

"I know." Tezuka picked up the words, stared at Fei Yong, and said softly, "But I have to do this."

"Must do this?" Fei Yong waved Tezuka's hands away as if he had been scalded, stepped back two steps, suppressed a low growl, "Your must, your responsibility, your persistence, do you know that How ridiculous does it seem to me?! For the sake of the so-called responsibility, you put everything behind you, do you know how many people are envious of you having the chance to recover, but you just throw it away easily, Give it up!" If it was Yukimura, if it was other patients, how could they trample on her hard work and hard work like this?Thinking of these, Fei Yong was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe for a moment.

Tezuka's body stiffened for a moment, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes: "It's not what you said."

"What's that like? Tell me! The result of working so hard for so long, was you trampled like this?!"

Tezuka looked at Fei Yong silently, and chose to remain silent.

Seeing that Tezuka didn't speak, Oishi couldn't help turning around anxiously: "Fei Yong, don't be like this. In fact, Tezuka is not a random person. He must have his reasons for doing this."

"Everyone has their own reasons, so can you not consider other people's feelings without any scruples?!" Fei Yong growled, unable to control his emotions.

Oishi was also silent. To be honest, he didn't approve of Tezuka playing against Echizen at this time.

Echizen packed his tennis bag, walked silently between the two, turned his head to look at Fei Yong, with indescribable emotion: "Sister, you feel sorry for the minister, are you complaining now?" And me?"

Before Fei Yong could answer, Echiqian had already gone further and further away.

Chitose Yin was standing in the distance watching the fun, but at this moment he came over and said, "It's rare to see Miss Ye lose her temper, so I'm here to join in the fun." The smiling face looked particularly needy at this time, " However, I think that as you who have been hurting others, you have no right to blame others." Chitose Yin is not at all concerned about this matter for being with Tezuka Kunimitsu without considering the feelings of Ye Yan and Fei Yongyuan. I've always been very upset.

Fei Yong's heart shrank suddenly, and a strong pain suddenly broke out.This kind of pain took over her sanity almost instantly, causing her face to contort, and layers of sweat quickly oozed from her forehead.

Tezuka caught Fei Yong's precarious body, and panic flashed in his eyes: "Xiao Ye!" Seeing Fei Yong's painful face, Tezuka's heart seemed to be tightly held by someone, and he couldn't breathe in pain, "... I'll take you to the hospital."

Chitose smelled the fragrance that suddenly became stronger in the air, and could not help but frown: "Why is it so fragrant all of a sudden?" Immediately, he grabbed Fei Yong's arm from Tezuka's arms, felt it for a while, his face was a little ugly, "She's fine, it's just that she's too emotional. I'll take her back to rest for a while."

Chitose Yin wanted to take Fei Yong back, but Tezuka refused, "I want to send her back and make sure she's okay."

Fei Yong clenched his lips, clutching Tezuka's collar with both hands, unable to speak a word due to the pain.

Chitose shrugged: "It's up to you." After speaking, he walked straight up to the parking lot on the road, Tezuka hugged Fei Yong, and followed with Oishi.

According to Chitose Yin's request, Tezuka carried Fei Yong back to the bedroom and put him on the bed, and exited the room with Oishi, so that Chitose Yin could have a good physical examination for Fei Yong.

Chitose Yin in the room sighed slightly, raised his right hand, and stroked his left palm slightly, a wound appeared, and bright red blood flowed out.

After drinking a sip of blood, Chitose Yin was about to use his mouth to cross over for Fei Yong, but he saw Fei Yong struggled and turned his head to one side, obviously rejecting his kindness.

Chitose Yin couldn't help showing a trace of anger: "Sure enough, it's different with Tezuka Kunimitsu, and I can't even touch it." Angry, Chitose Yin still compromised and stretched out his hand, letting Fei Yong suck it by himself his blood.

I sucked half a bowl of blood, but still didn't get better.

The heart seemed to be wrapped in fire, it was so scorched that it almost melted, and at the same time, layer after layer of pain was conveyed to the mind, tugging at Fei Yong's sanity.

Already starting to get dizzy in pain.

H walked around anxiously, his voice trembling: "Miss, what's wrong? How could this happen?"

Chitose Yin's voice was no longer the usual idleness, only deep worry and seriousness: "My blood has no effect..."

H almost jumped: "I'll go find Mr. Ninjazu."

"Wait a minute." Chitose Yin called H, paused before saying, "Let Tezuka Kunimitsu come in."

"What?" H was a little confused, "Call it... okay." Seeing Chitose Yin's warning eyes, H reluctantly agreed.

After Tezuka and Oishi came in, Fei Yong seemed to have noticed something, and his mind became slightly clearer, and he struggled to open his eyes immediately, looking in the direction of Chitose Yin.

Qiantose Yin sighed, bent over and approached Fei Yong and said, "Don't worry, I'm just trying, I can't hurt him... And, if it's really like what I guess, you should be happy too, after all, Hasn't your wish always been to become a real person of flesh and blood?"

Fei Yong struggled and shook his head slightly, his sweaty hair stuck to his cheeks, his pale face was full of fear and worry... She was not afraid of hurting him, she was just afraid... afraid that he would know that she was not a normal people...

He tried his best to open his eyes wide to see Chitose Yin's movements clearly, but it was all in vain.

Fei Yong's heart was filled with anger and fear at this time.

Chitose Yin walked up to Tezuka, with a calm expression and a firm tone: "Xiao Ye's body is different from ordinary people, and she can't be stimulated. I will tell you about the specific situation.