fall in love with Echizen

"Da Gu..." Long Ma whispered, "Are you my friend?"

I:"………"

I said straight to the point, "Where are you?"

"Eh? I, I'm in a mountain..."

He stumbled and said the name of the place, and seemed to ask someone next to him.

I threw away the pen: "You wait for me to come over."

Ryoma became even more flustered, and he hesitated: "Are you going to come? It seems that the mountain is not safe... Dagu, what if something happened to you? This is not good."

I:"……"

From the moment I knew he lost his memory, I was so angry that my tone couldn't help but become a little aggressive.

I beep loudly: "Anyway, I'm coming!"

Longma's attitude softened in an instant: "Don't be angry..."

I:"…?"

Me: "I'm not angry."

Ryoma compromised: "Okay...then you come here, I, I will wait for you here."

He paused, and added a sentence embarrassingly: "Dagu."

I am indifferent: "Oh."

I hung up the phone, grabbed my phone and wallet and left.

The address given by Ryoma was very far away. I bought a bento from the supermarket and got on the bus.

From morning until afternoon.

When the car arrived at the station, I woke up with a start, rubbed my eyes and yawned, and swallowed slowly.

Then there is climbing.

I was just about to set foot on the stone road when the phone rang.

I saw that it was Ryoma who kept calling and disturbing me while I was sleeping in the car in the afternoon.

connected.

Me: "What are you doing?"

Ryoma: "Are you here? I'm sorry I don't know how far the road is...and just now...my father said you, you are not my friend, yes, you are my..."

The more he spoke, the lower his voice seemed to explode with tension.

I climbed up the mountain road: "Hurry up, don't worry."

"Ah, I'm sorry... I mean, are you my girlfriend?" Ryoma was startled, and finished in one breath.

I was silent for a moment, I didn't get an answer over there, and I was nervous, Ryoma then asked: "...what's your name?"

I suspect that his father told him that Dagu is not my name.

Ryoma didn't ask me why I lied to him.

Me: "Fire wild pear blossom."

Ryoma: "A nice name."

Me: "Thank you."

Be silent.

There was light breathing on the other side of the phone.

I was so absorbed in my journey that I didn't pay attention to whether he spoke or not.

After a long while, I thought of something: "Do you remember Senior Fuji and them?"

Longma didn't hang up all the time, hearing the words seemed to think for a while: "I don't remember."

I took a deep breath: "You won't forget tennis too."

Ryoma: "Well...can I play tennis?"

Me: "...Okay, I'm almost there, hang up."

He wanted to say something, but I had already hung up, only the busy tone remained.

I walked for a while, and there were two people standing in the woods not far away.

One is familiar to me, and the other is an uncle wearing a kimono casually... Wait, a little familiar.

As I approached, Ryoma was wearing a hat, standing next to the uncle a little uneasy, when he heard the noise, his amber eyes looked over - I didn't look at him, but looked at his father.

Hmm... really familiar.

Me: "Hello, Uncle. I'm Huino Lihua."

Echizen Nanjiro stroked his chin and moved closer, "Huh? Such a familiar face. Oh, I'm Echizen Nanjiro, boy A's father, and I finally met a girl!...Hmm...you're pretty cute. Ryoma, you have a good eye!"

He stared at me, laughed and elbowed Ryoma beside him.

Me: "...Thank you."

He didn't seem at all worried about Ryoma's amnesia.

"Okay! I'll leave the amnesiac boy A to you!" Echizen Nanjiro pushed, and Ryoma, who had been inexplicably startled when he looked at me from just now, didn't react, and staggered a few steps towards me.

Ryoma: "!"

I pressed against his shoulder to prevent him from hitting me, and Ryoma straightened up immediately, blushing: "Yes, I'm sorry..."

I let go: "It's okay."

Nanjiro left, not knowing where he was going. Before he left, he said, "I'm going down the mountain to buy some daily necessities. I'll use them at night. Now I'll leave them to you, girl—"

I hum.

The woods became quiet, I looked at Ryoma, he glanced at me cautiously and then looked away immediately, it was not the arrogant and awkward face before, but the shy kind of a simple boy.

I can't fix this, I have never seen such a dragon and horse.

I suddenly didn't know what to say, so I asked casually, "Where do you live?"

I looked at him, and Ryoma glanced at me from time to time. He paused, did not look away, pursed his lips shyly, and answered the question: "...you are my girlfriend."

"..." I repeated, "Where do you live?"

Ryoma came to his senses and pointed to the big rock in the opposite pool: "There."

I hum and walk over.Ryoma followed closely behind.

He said dully: "...Are you angry?"

I walked in front without talking.

Longma has been following behind, paused, and whispered: "Don't be angry..."

I was actually very angry, but Ryoma didn't do it on purpose.

I am enduring.

When we reached the edge of the pool, there was a small waterfall, and the tiny water droplets splashed continuously on the stones by the water.

And there is a tent on a huge flat stone, which is probably where Ryoma and the others live.

I looked down, the tent was open, and there was Ryoma's tennis bag inside.

I bent down and took it out without looking back: "Can I open it."

"Eh? Is this my thing?" Ryoma subconsciously asked, but quickly glanced at me, "If, if it is, it can be called Pear Blossom... Ah, can it be called Pear Blossom?"

I unzipped it silently, and inside was the keychain I gave him, where he had put it here.

I ignored the keychain, picked up the racket and handed it to him: "Your."

Ryoma took it, holding the racket with both hands, in an extremely unskilled posture: "I... mine?"

I took out the tennis ball again and handed it to him.

Ryoma looked very puzzled, but still took it according to my intention: "A small ball..."

I stood up and faced him: "Tennis."

Ryoma looked up: "Tennis?"

I stared at him with a sudden sense of powerlessness.

Perhaps the best way is to play a tennis match with Ryoma, but unfortunately, I am not very good at it, and there is no venue here.

Me: "What you are best at is also what you are most proud of and most passionate about."

Longma was taken aback.

I said seriously again: "You have won many players, and this is your strongest field."

"Me?" Ryoma hugged the racket tightly and pursed his lips. He didn't seem to be too moved by these words, and he still stared at me blankly.

Let me talk about the seniors in his club again: "You have fought against Fuji-senpai before, and you also said that he is a good opponent and you will defeat him sooner or later, and Minister Tezuka..."

I go on and on about what I know.

At first, Ryoma listened carefully to me while holding the racket, but gradually he began to lose his mind, or stared at me in a daze.

"..." I stopped talking, "...are you listening?"

"...um, huh? I'm listening!" Ryoma came back to his senses, his amber eyes widened in panic for a moment, and then drifted away for a moment, "That... Pear Blossom. I still don't understand what you said."

He smiled cutely: "But they are really a group of powerful people."

I was lost for a while. Although I knew that dry language descriptions were not enough, I still had a little hope.

"Maybe if you talk about...well...the things between us, maybe I will remember." Ryoma and I looked at each other, blushed, and then quietly looked at the stone under our feet, "You are my girlfriend, right?" ?"

I don't know how many times this question has been asked.

I felt a little uncomfortable, opened my mouth, and wanted to say yes.

—but he lost his memory.

In other words, he lost his memory of me, and he also lost his emotion for me.

Can I still hold on to him?If I lose my memory, I will feel rejected if I have a boyfriend for no reason.

Ryoma was still looking at me with a pink face, almost expectant eyes.

I paused, and said dryly, "You don't think so, it's okay."

"I...I think..." Ryoma whispered, as if feeling shy, he unnaturally adjusted the brim of his hat, cleared his throat, and said calmly, "I think."

I turned my head away and didn't want to look at him: "You don't need it, you don't like me after losing your memory."

"This..." He paused for a few seconds, Maotong blinked helplessly, "I think I like you..."

I frowned: "From your point of view, we just met for the first time."

Ryoma thought for a while, and then gave me a soft smile, a completely soft smile, like a puppy: "That's love at first sight, it's amazing."

... What are you talking about?

"..." I didn't know how to answer the words for a while.

Straight ball?

Me: "...Don't be kidding, you are Ryoma. You didn't fall in love at first sight before, how is it possible now?"

"Isn't it before?" Ryoma tilted his head, "It is now."

My heart skipped a beat, and I stabilized my mind.

No, this is not the most important thing now.

Me: "But you have to remember! Tomorrow is the final, you can't lose your memory! What about the seniors of Qingxue?... What will you do in the future?"

The more I spoke, the more anxious I became: "Didn't you pay a lot for this game? It's just the last step. You can forget me, but you must never forget tennis!"

Long Ma was startled: "...But I don't want to forget you now..."

I was in a hurry, but there was nothing I could do. My eyes were uselessly red. Frightened, Ryoma quickly stretched out his hand, wiping it either or not, and hurriedly said, "Ewha, are you going to cry? Don't cry." , I was thinking. Tennis... yes tennis tennis."

He raised the tennis racket in his hand and made gestures, but he couldn't find the correct posture.

I rubbed my eyes: "You can't..."

When Long Ma heard this, his excited expression froze for a moment, and then he became listless, and his hand holding the tennis racket dropped: "Yes..."

The atmosphere fell silent.

Ryoma touched the net of the tennis racket in frustration. After a long while, he stared at the tennis racket and said, "I will regain my mastery of tennis—if it's true what you said, um... I love tennis very well. Of course I I also believe what you say is true."

I was so anxious that my eyes turned red and I didn't cry. I'm much better now.

I slowly agreed: "Well..."

Longma heaved a sigh of relief, looked up at me cautiously, and smiled softly when he saw me looking over: "So, can I have yours again? Don't you not like me anymore."

"..." I said, "I'm thirsty."

"Eh? Thirsty?" Long Ma paused, Mao Tong blinked, and hurriedly turned around holding the tennis racket, "Then let me buy you some water."

I watched him go away.

I looked, and just as I was sitting on the stone surface, Ryoma ran back with a tennis racket in his arms.

Me: "...so fast?"

Ryoma stood still, embarrassed, and smiled: "...I don't know where to buy water."

I:"………"