[Net King] Live up to the original

The minute hand went to the tenth position, and Guan Yue sat in a classroom he had never been to, not quite understanding Yukimura Seiichi's thoughts.

"It's already 10:[-], and there's still time to go back to class?" Nanshonan Elementary School has a morning reading style, which is [-] minutes earlier than most elementary schools. In the classroom, wait for the teacher to stand on the podium instead of sitting opposite him, looking like he is going to have a long talk.

Yukimura looked down at his watch, the time had indeed reached the limit that he could not delay, at least it seemed like this.He sighed, took off his watch and threw it on the desk next to him. The metal dial collided with the table and made an unpleasant sound, "I have already asked the teacher for the first class", so we still have one hours of time.Anyway, we should have a good talk. "

talk?What are you talking about?Talk about tennis?Guanyue almost sneered, he thought that Yukimura Seichi had some ability to get him back on the court, but after all, did he want to talk?What does he know?

But Guanyue still nodded, leaned back in the chair slowly, and refused to say a word to anyone.

"Are you happy?" Yukimura asked bluntly, and Guanyue was stunned.Seeing that he didn't answer, Yukimura added the second half of the sentence and continued to ask sharply: "Do you feel happy? Don't play tennis, don't touch the racket, and it's not even that I ask you not to watch the game-do you really feel like that? happy?"

Does he feel happy?Of course he should be happy!You don’t need to soak in the court from morning to night every day, and you don’t have uneven little radish heads to adjust/teach, and you don’t have a god-like opponent standing on the other side. No matter how hard you work, you can only meet The corner of his clothes was blowing away with the wind the next second... How could he not feel happy?

But...he was unhappy, even uncomfortable.He had no way to answer Yukimura's question, so he could only be silent.

Yukimura sighed again, and his body softened, he knew that some things can only be figured out by Guanyue himself, and it is useless for others to do it for him.But Guanyue's arrogance traps people in a strange circle. If others see through it, they can't help, and even if he sees it through, he himself won't admit it. This is an endless loop.He originally wanted to wait slowly, but he was running out of time.

"You can't be happy, Ah Chu." He made a conclusion.

Watching the moon startled.Yukimura Seiichi almost never called him that, even though they lived in the same house for several months, got to know each other well enough to know each other's itinerary, Yukimura's younger sister Kana has changed to call him "Hatsu-san" for a long time, they The most basic politeness of "watching the moon" and "Xingcun" is still maintained between them, a kind of tacit understanding.But now, Yukimura is the first to break this tacit understanding——

He opened his mouth, and realized for the first time how difficult it is to pronounce the sounds of "Seiichi". Obviously, he called "Xingmura Seiichi" more than anyone else, and he was more enthusiastic than anyone else.

"Ah Chu, you have to face some things, and you have to face them." Yukimura's heart also began to soften. He thought he could hold on for a while, but Guanyue only used two "weapons" and he was defeated. Come down.

—the drooping head and the involuntarily flinching limbs.

He knew that if he said it, Guanyue would be hard-spoken, would refute, and would use all kinds of rhetoric to coerce and lure him into forgetting what he had just seen.Lively, proud, and lovely, he wanted to see it very much at the beginning of the month.But he can't.He can't just ignore Guanyue's own wounds for his own liking.Hidden under his intact skin, those wounds were rotting and emitting an unpleasant smell, but Guan Yue didn't seem to notice it.

Yes, as if unconsciously, as if.

Yukimura hates being the villain, but a rotting wound will never truly heal unless it is ripped open, cleaned and disinfected.Compared with being a villain, he doesn't want to accompany Guan Yue to deceive himself and others.

"Yukimura Seiichi—who do you think you are?" His black curly hair, which had lost its usual luster, drooped on his head.Guanyue lowered his head, his voice was vague but the meaning could not be misunderstood, with self-deprecation and madness that he would never have on weekdays, he spoke as if he had not thought about it, but slowly as if he had accepted deliberation, "You know what?"

Every word, almost exhausted all his strength.

At least he was willing to talk to him. Yukimura knew that this was just the first step, so he shook his head and said to Guanyue who had been refusing to look up at him, "I don't know anything."

"Knowing nothing about your qualifications—"

"But I know you, Ah Chu." He interrupted Guan Yue's retort, "I don't know anything about what happened to you before, and I'm not interested in finding out——I only care about you, Ah Chu."

Guanyue fell silent again, he didn't know what to say.

"I know this is the kind of you I met from the beginning. Proud, indifferent, strong, and stubborn like a cat, you will scratch someone if you feel uncomfortable. The wound is hidden deeper than anyone else, and you are actually more fragile than anyone else... Ah Chu, haven’t you noticed that you are just a squib right now, you are on fire at first, you obviously want to get angry but you know how to suppress it, the more the fire accumulates, the more vigorous it becomes, and at that time, no one can save you.

"You know very well that your enthusiasm for tennis has never diminished, and your desire to play has never disappeared; you know very well that your trembling fingertips and erratic eyes are all on tennis... no matter where you are What are you afraid of, ignoring the things you love, do you really think this is okay?"

"What the hell do you know!" Guan Yue raised his hands in front of his eyes, trembling, together with his shoulders, or rather, his whole body was trembling, and his voice was a little unrecognizable crying, he cursed, For the first time in his life, he yelled out some ugly words, but he didn't know whether he was yelling, whether it was Yukimura Seiichi who knew nothing, or himself who knew everything, "What the hell do you know! You don't understand at all-"

How could Yukimura Seiichi understand the feeling of being questioned, ridiculed, ignored... contacting death with blood all over the place?Despair, fear, human nature... He was taught that only by retreating, and only by retreating, can he preserve himself and avoid falling into the same madness as others.

He stood on a cliff, with the abyss behind him. The shackles came up from the bottom of the cliff, grabbing his bones, and it was even more difficult to back up.What should he do?What can he do?

Yukimura immediately noticed Guanyue's emotional instability. While calming himself and calming down his flustered heart, he continued to speak in a gentle but forceful tone: "Ah Chu, you are only 12 years old. If you are 12 years old, you will give up on being with me." How can you embrace the future if you have a painful and struggling heart in the past? Is the timid Guan Yue really worthy of being called Guan Yue?"

He said: "And, are you sure that the person you care about will want you to live in the shadows all your life?"

Who does he care about?

Mom, dad, older sister, Rinko's mother, uncle, bear child, Ryuya, Aunt Yukimura, Kana, Yukimura himself, and... Anna.

He knew the worries of his family, the concern of the Echizen family, and the concern of this person in front of him every minute... But what about Anna?Anna died for him, how could he play again with peace of mind?And those opponents who have been sent to various nursing homes, who would really want him to pick up a racket again?Probably not, he couldn't help raising his head and looked past Yukimura, fixed on a certain point on the ceiling, without touching him, he knew that the curvature of the corners of his lips was probably not too high, Guanyue almost lost strength even in a wry smile.

Suddenly, some cold liquid ran across his cheeks and landed on his lips. He pursed his lips. It was salty, and he was a little dazed. In the next second, more liquid surged down—he cried.

There was no reason why he was so wronged, he just cried.

Yukimura walked quietly, I don't know if he saw it, it would be bad if he saw it.

At this time, he can still think about these things, and he really convinced himself.

—— Guanyue closed his eyes and let the rain that had not arrived for many years fall.

The author has something to say:

Half update, the code word is too slow, next week will complete x

Sorry to make you wait so long again QAQ

Completion, I guess I will be on winter vacation for the next update,

Well, I have a holiday on the 10th and go to school on the 23rd.

2018