Draw a card? Draw a card? !

After the two decided to play tennis, Su Tang went back to the dormitory to get the racket.

She mentioned the tennis bag that was left at the door last night, but when she went out, she had a thought, and turned her head to look at the silver-white racket lying quietly in the corner of the room.

Ever since the black card—[Detonate Your Dark Ability] was attached to the spare racket, she hadn't used it again, and the system even "migrated" it out of the tennis bag for this reason.

But what happened several times recently made Su Tang realize that her memory is definitely biased, and she also had a premonition that if she wanted to completely solve her psychological hidden dangers and stop getting sick in the future, she had to figure out the in-between question.

Perhaps... this card is an opportunity.

The system noticed that Su Tang had this idea, sighed, ruled out her possible guesses, and told her: "Susu has never lost them, your memory has never been tampered with, and you have never seen a psychiatrist before. ..."

"It was just sealed by yourself."

"Myself?"

"As I said, your memory is complete and there are no defects. The only reason why you can't recall it is that Susu, you really don't want to remember..."

Faced with her surprise, the system was rather depressed.

"No, to be precise...in fact, Susu has already remembered everything in her dreams, and I saw it too...but when you wake up, you don't know anything. I guess, it should be the body's instinct to resist."

"You should also have such a guess."

"Yes, so..." Su Tang pointed at himself, slowly digesting the information, "It's really that my past was not good, because I was afraid that I couldn't bear it, so I... sealed myself?"

"Well, now that you know you can't take it anymore, do you still want to remember it?" The system tried to persuade, but there was a sense of powerlessness that had already been foreseen hidden in his heart.

Su Tang leaned against the wall, bowed his head and thought for a while.

"think."

"Why?" The system closed its eyes.

"Because I always felt like I shouldn't be the one to be so intimidated, and this issue has affected my life."

Su Tang looked up at Fenglin outside the window, as if thinking of something, he smiled to himself with soft eyes.

"Before I really didn't care. I felt that if I got sick, I would get sick. As long as it doesn't hurt others, I don't care. But now I find that some people value my own body more than I do... If I continue to waste like this, it will look very useless. conscience."

"What do you think, Kago?"

This time the system was silent for a long time, and finally sighed: "Susu has always been strong...you make up your mind, that's fine."

"It is because of your attitude of 'unconditional support' that I dare to be unscrupulous." Su Tang bit his lower lip and murmured in a low voice.

Maybe he is also a spoiled child.

She put down her tennis bag, went to the corner of the room to pick up a spare racket, stroked the silver handle, hesitated, hesitated, but finally held it firmly.

"I can't always consume your kindness. The things that should be solved will still have to be solved sooner or later."

……

It took some time, when Su Tang went downstairs, Yukimura was carrying a tennis bag, standing by the side of the road watching the maple forest in the distance.

His expression is calm and gentle, without any impatience, his clear face even the wind is particularly attached to him, his slightly curly hair brushes his white jade face by his ears, and the red and white team uniform flutters back with the wind, the whole person seems to be from A god descending from the moonlight and cherry blossoms.

Su Tang stopped involuntarily, for fear of disturbing the enjoyment of his eyes.

Today, after the substitution match between the 11th and 20th of the first army, the other teenagers were more or less injured, and when they came back, their clothes were messy or even damaged. Only he was still looking fresh and clean.

Regardless of the displayed strength or this posture, it really makes sense to be hailed as the "Son of God".

And probably because Su Tang's gaze stayed for too long, Yukimura quickly turned sideways as if aware of it, and when he saw it was her, he smiled before saying anything.

"coming?"

"Sorry to keep you waiting." Su Tang came back to his senses and walked over.

"It's okay," Yukimura said with a gentle smile, "The autumn scenery is so beautiful, I'm fascinated by it if I'm not careful."

"Then congratulations, the material for painting has increased again, let's go."

Knowing that he was considerate, Su Tang smiled, said nothing else, and led him to the remote stadium.

"Today everyone is busy 'arranging troops' and may use the tennis court near the dormitory building for practice, so we won't compete with them."

Yukimura looked around, it was already a place near the back of the training camp, surrounded by lush trees and narrow paths, it was extremely quiet.

"It's good here, I didn't expect there are so many hidden courts in the camp." He put down his tennis bag on a bench.

"Well," Su Tang was holding a silver-white racket directly in her hand. She didn't rush to warm up, but spoke carefully, "Xingcun... Actually, I have something that I want to confess to you."

"It seems that Susu listened to what I said in the hospital." Yukimura took off his team uniform and moved his wrists and ankles. He seemed to say this sentence casually, but looked at her intently.

"Ah..." Mentioning this, Su Tang lowered his head subconsciously, hooking his fingers to the net again and again, feeling a little uneasy.

On the day she woke up in the hospital, Yukimura told her not to let her trust in him collapse again—this sentence, which seemed to be a sigh, comfort, and warning, once made Su Tang think of it with pain.

It was the first time in her life that she had such emotional experiences and feelings, she was a little at a loss, but thinking about it now, she might have made a change before she even realized it, and began to learn to treat Yukimura slowly. Be honest and learn to tell him about yourself instead of hiding or running away.

Just like last night, he asked her why she didn't play "Fanhua" very often. Even though Su Tang was vague about dreams and memories, he still told him based on his subconscious feeling.

So it is the same now.

"I may change my tennis style in a while, even I am not sure what will happen... If I do something hurtful, please remember to avoid it."

Su Tang grasped the racket vigorously, and begged with a serious expression, but his heart was full of uneasiness.

Hurt someone?

Yukimura paused when he heard this, moved his eyes down, and when he touched her tightly pressed lips, he continued to do warm-up activities as if nothing had happened, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, as far as Susu's strength is concerned, it is not enough to hurt me , you just come."

These words were intimate yet domineering, and also contained a hidden sense of comfort, which made Su Tang feel a little relieved.

She still remembers that the black card will automatically cancel its effect when it detects that she has intentionally hurt someone, so it can also dispel her last worries.

But Su Tang still instinctively felt embarrassed, "Sorry... I can't find another suitable person..."

"Susu," Yukimura gently lifted her hair and tucked it behind her ears, and said in relief, "I would be honored to be that special person to you, do you understand?"

"..."

"Okay, then let's have a good fight later."

Su Tang puffed his cheeks, let out a breath, and quickly finished the preparatory activities.

"Speaking of which, this is the first time I've played ball with Susu so seriously, last night doesn't count." Yukimura waited for her to finish before putting on his coat again and playing with the racket.

"It seems to be like this?" Su Tang held the tennis ball and thought for a while.

"Sir, you should serve the ball first." Yukimura smiled slightly, holding the racket in both hands, and bent down to get ready to catch the ball.

"Thank you, I'm not impolite."

Su Tang happily twirled his wrist and raised his racket to serve.

Blessed by the sunshine and autumn wind, the "Flowers" bloomed more brilliantly and charmingly, and the huge petals stretched and extended above the court.

Facing these dreamlike illusions, Yukimura can only appreciate them carefully and strike back accurately.

"It feels... that I can touch your heart from Susu's tennis ball."

"What?" Su Tang was a little puzzled, and quickly ran to the point where the ball fell to fight back. It was another "multiple flower" transformation, which was different from the petals that shattered into the ground last night. This time, it was countless tiny flowers, rushing towards Yukimura like light and shadow. .

A little dazed, Yukimura didn't answer her words, closed his eyes, carefully searched for the wind from the sea of ​​flowers, and hit back the tennis ball that was close at hand.

Su Tang ran to the left side of the field, slashed his shot, and the green ball flipped over the net lightly, and then fell to the ground.

But just a few centimeters from the ground, another water-blue racket picked it up and quickly hit the bottom line of the Sutang half court.

"boom--"

"15-0." Yukimura said loudly.

Su Tang relaxed his wrist, stood up straight again, and instead of chasing the ball that he was destined to miss, he looked at him with a chuckle and asked, "Why don't you hit heavy balls anymore?"

According to her data and insight, after Yukimura picked up the tennis ball just now, he originally planned to hit a ball with double power, but when she was ready to catch the ball, he suddenly changed the way of using force, changing the heavy ball to fastball.

"So that Susu can play 'Jinghong'?" Yukimura laughed, straightened the green hairband on his forehead, and took off the wristband of his right hand and handed it to her.

"No, you take it with you." Su Tang shook his head.

"It's always been me who knows my opponent's stats, but playing with you Yukimura, it feels like you know everything about me and I don't know about you."

"Then invite you to come and get to know me well." Seeing her refusal, Yukimura did not insist, and put on the wristband again.

"You won't watch all my videotapes, will you?" Su Tang served again.

"I've seen everything I can find." Yukimura replied warmly, but ran towards the landing point without hesitation.

The slight rotation made the tennis ball pass by the net, touching the ground like a dragonfly on water, but then it gathered strength, rebounded from the bottom, and flew towards her by rubbing Yukimura's racket.

"15-15." Su Tang hooked his lips and turned his head to let the ball pass him.

"Feiyan returning to the nest?" Yukimura put away the racket, "No, it doesn't look like it, it's lighter than Fuji's."

"The mechanism is similar, but I won't catch it when it comes back." Su Tang took out a tennis ball again, "Have you seen this in the video?"

"No," Yukimura raised his eyebrows and looked at her with interest, "It seems that Susu still has a lot of things that I don't know."

"Well, the so-called moves, as long as you understand the principle, it is easier to copy. Although you can't be as proficient as the original version, there is still no problem with the simplified version."

Su Tang flicked the tennis ball on the ground, but said with a smile, "But I won't hit you a second time with a move like this."

"why?"

"Why? Play the second time and wait for you to take the opportunity to score?" Su Tang's fox eyes widened, and it said "You asked knowingly".

"Hahaha!" Yukimura was amused by her expression of course, and it was rare for him to be so happy on the court, "Should I be happy, Susu, for your trust in my ability, or should I condemn your cunning?"

"It's called soldiers never tire of cheating." Su Tang swung his racket and quickly served the ball.

"Susu, are you provoking me?" Because of her "cute" behavior, Yukimura became more energetic and fought back faster and faster.

"Ah, you say yes."

Su Tangying faced Yukimura's tennis ball, squinted his eyes, and a bright starry sky appeared in front of him. All the data points were like stars, placed in their proper positions and turning quietly, but there was a silver light But through it, like chains, those big and bright stars are completely bound and twisted!

"Star Lock—first level."

"Have you segmented your trick so quickly?"

"Yeah, yeah, let's see how many times you can lose Yukimura!"

Yukimura felt the gradual stagnation and unnaturalness of his right hand, his smile was calm and composed, and his blue-purple eyes seemed to be shimmering, which was more like an endless sea of ​​flowers than Su Tang's "Flowers". Wrap her up completely—

"I just said that I can touch your heart from Susu's tennis... It seems that you are very excited today."

——like being drowned in a sea of ​​flowers.

And after losing hearing, this feeling became more intense.

Su Tang stopped subconsciously, and then out of the corner of his eye, he saw the tennis ball passing by quickly.

"It's not the sight that disappeared in the first place?"

"I won't..." Knowing that she couldn't hear, Yukimura deliberately opened and closed his lips slowly.

Su Tang understood his meaning silently.

You, will, fall, fall.

"I'm your opponent now!" Su Tang unconsciously raised the volume because he couldn't hear his own voice.

"I know, but I just can't do it." Yukimura seemed to sigh, and his tone sounded more helpless than hers, but his movements of swinging the racket were very decisive, scoring one after another.

"1-0."

"Star Lock—Second Layer!"

"1-1."

"2-1."

"You better do it, it's even more uncomfortable to hang me like this." Counting the score, the corner of Su Tang's mouth twitched, and he covered his ears and joked, "When I completely lose my five senses, I will stand still."

"And preserve my vision..."

Su Tang frowned, the racket in her hand was getting hot, she opened and closed her lips silently, and said to Yukimura——

You will regret this.

Yukimura's eyes turned darker after keenly capturing the treacherous aura between the girl's eyebrows and eyes just now.

Susu...

It's cool to speak harshly, but Su Tang's reality is not easy.

The hot sweat in her palms stuck to the non-slip tape on the handle, and she felt a little hot, but she didn't know it, but when the sweat dripped from her forehead and dripped into her eyes but didn't feel the sting, she knew she was beginning to lose her sense of touch up.

Originally, as long as she had vision, Su Tang could observe all of Yukimura's behaviors, and based on this, she continued to restrain him with the "star lock", but after losing the sense of touch in her hands, she could no longer perceive the strength of her wrist and the angle of her swing Gradually, the waist, legs, and feet lost consciousness one after another...

Her tennis balls started to go out of bounds and her running slowed down.

As for Yukimura, his wrist gradually froze, and he was somewhat unable to control the direction of the tennis ball, but what he cared about was——

No, if this continues, if he loses control of the ball, he will hit Susu directly, so the "star lock" restriction must be unlocked!

Then only...

Yukimura's attack suddenly sped up, Su Tang was overwhelmed, and soon after she completely lost her sense of touch, a green shadow flew past her ear with a "咻——".

At that moment, her hair stood on end, and she couldn't help shivering, feeling that she could hear the sound of breaking through the air, but no, instead, she was deprived of her vision in the next second!

"..."

The lack of vision made her stop running, and it was the first time that she lost her five senses when she was conscious. Su Tang felt a little subtle at this moment, as if she was placed in a vacuum environment. In the world, she was the only creature, and no other creature existed. thing.

She still remembered her joke, and thought of standing there like this, waiting for her five senses to recover on their own, but in a daze, she found that she seemed to be still struggling and groping for something.

And in the darkness, the invisible oppression around her also hit her, making it difficult for her to breathe...

Losing the master's restraint, the "star lock" suddenly shattered, and with a clear sound of metal breaking, Yukimura felt that his right wrist had regained its freedom and became free to move.

But at the same time, he also felt that something was wrong with Susu's state.

She didn't obediently stand still as she said, but was slowly... pacing?

Although I walked very slowly, I gradually got a direction, walking around the field, as if I wanted to draw the whole field in my heart in this way.After being deprived of her five senses, she didn't seem to be panicking, and she still had the pleasure of strolling in the courtyard.

"Susu?" Although Yukimura was puzzled and felt a little uncomfortable, he was even more afraid that she would fall, and just as he was about to step over the net to help her, he saw...

——She picked up the silver-white racket that fell on the ground with a clear goal.

Yukimura stopped in his tracks.

He carefully observed Susu's brown pupils through the net, and they were indeed empty, which meant that she hadn't recovered her eyesight, but why... she seemed to be able to see.

"Susu?" Yukimura called again tentatively, but there was no answer.

Hearing didn't come back either...

"You called me?" Su Tang looked up suspiciously.

"..."

Yukimura frowned and said slowly, "Can you hear me, Susu?"

Su Tang tilted his head slightly, made a posture of listening attentively, and said hesitantly: "It seems to be okay now."

Yukimura kept staring at her with sharp eyes, and found that her eyes gradually became brighter, and a sense of disobedience in the bottom of his heart just emerged and was suppressed.

"It seems that the five senses have begun to recover."

"Well, yes," Su Tang twitched the corner of his mouth, and a gentle smile appeared on his brows, "Then let's continue."

"...Susu still wants to continue?" Yukimura asked softly.

"Huh? Don't you want to play?" Su Tang tilted his head in confusion, and his fingers randomly scratched and pulled the white network cable.

"No," Yukimura said with a slight smile after being silent for a while, "It's just that I didn't expect Susu to recover so quickly when she first came into contact with the five senses."

"Oh? Really." Su Tang lowered his eyes.

"Are you bored playing with me?"

"How come, I'm very happy." Yukimura Wen said.

"Then shall we continue?" Su Tang asked again while pulling the net, as if eager to try.

"Go ahead if you want to."

When he was about to turn around, Yukimura turned his head to her and told her softly, "But if Susu feels tired, we'll go back...don't force yourself."

"Not tired." Su Tang smiled and shook his head.

"it is good."

Yukimura nodded calmly, turned and walked towards the serve line.

"Then I'll start."

With an announcement, the tennis ball left Yukimura's racket and flew towards him. Su Tang reacted immediately, ran to the right field and swung the racket back.

Yukimura, who was about to make a move, figured out the direction of the ball and then stopped on the spot. He only turned slightly sideways and received the ball with a backhand.

The same was true for the next few back and forth, Su Tang almost sent the tennis ball to him on his own initiative, and Yukimura didn't move half a step.

Because of this, he was suppressed on the bottom line in disguise.

"Susu?" Yukimura's eyes were dark, as if he had sensed something.

"Let's take it easy."

Su Tang's soft voice seemed to be coquettish, but Yukimura could not see any emotion from her curved eyes.

He waited patiently, trying to see what she was going to do.

at last.

"Snapped!"

The silver-white racket was tightly held by the owner, and as soon as it touched the green ball, it quickly cut down, and the violent spin was blessed on the tennis ball, and then roared towards Yukimura.

Yukimura was not in a hurry, and was not surprised by the sudden change in her painting style. He quickly judged the point where the ball landed, but when he was about to swing the racket to catch the ball, he felt the stagnation of his right wrist again, as if he was bound by something. .

"When will..."

"Star lock—the third level!"

Facing Yukimura's unsmooth counterattack, Su Tang stood still, only raised his index finger to his lips, with a sly smile on his face, and announced the outcome of the ball in a cheerful voice.

"out!"

"Bang -" the tennis ball hit the court.

"Yeah! I won this round!" Su Tang held up his racket and spun around happily.

Yukimura stood up straight, changed the racket to his left hand, relaxed the five fingers of his right hand, and moved his wrist, the feeling of being frozen was relieved a little.

He sincerely praised: "Very good trick."

"Yes, yes, I also think she is a genius!" Su Tang smiled happily holding the racket, his cheeks were flushed slightly.

"Yeah." Yukimura nodded gently, with a distant and polite smile.

"So, what about her?"

"she……"

Su Tang seemed about to blurt out something, but after realizing it, he was stunned for a moment, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "What she? I mean this move is very genius."

"Where is Susu?" Yukimura asked calmly.

"I am! What's wrong with you?"

Su Tang held the racket in both hands, his face was full of doubts, his hair was scattered on his shoulders, and the eyes of the fox who deliberately pretended to be innocent were a little round.

Yukimura looked at her in a daze for a moment, then softened.

"I thought it was such a bad and dark side...Although I pretended to be very similar at first, once I won, I couldn't hide my true nature...Innocent, cruel and fun-loving, the character of a child."

"What are you talking to yourself..."

"However, no matter which one is you."

Yukimura murmured, sighed, leaned over to pick up a tennis ball, rubbed it in the palm of his hand, raised his head and gently asked for instructions:

"If I beat you, cute, can you make Susu appear?"

"Susu is..."

"Since you appeared until now," Hiroshi Yukimura watched her quietly with his transparent eyes, "You don't seem to have called me—are you not sure what Susu calls me?"

"..."

Yukimura closed his eyes, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and sighed: "Although this makes me a little regretful, she always called me 'Xingmura'."

"you you you you……"

"Su Tang" seemed to be pissed off by him, knowing that he couldn't hide it, he just chopped off his feet and yelled at him:

"You are too bad! She is afraid of the dark, and you still make her invisible, she will never see you again!"

"No." Yukimura lowered his eyes, looked at the tennis ball in his hand with a little melancholy, but firmly refuted her, "Susu is not afraid of the dark, she just... hates the too dazzling light in the dark."

"Don't you still know her?!"

"Su Tang" smiled viciously, the corners of his eyes were sour and red.

"Don't forget, she is me, and I am her."

"If it wasn't for this," Yukimura remained indifferent, calmly facing her anger, "do you think you can still stand here?"

"you!"

Seeing that the little girl was about to turn into a puffer fish, Yukimura slowed down his voice again, intending to give a sweet date.

"Haven't you asked the lady's name?"

"Don't tell you!"

"Su Tang" turned his head vigorously, refusing to cooperate.

Yukimura raised his eyebrows, picked up the racket, and said independently: "Then call you Tangtang? Tangtang? The last one."

"Ahhhhh! Shut up!"