Time is like a song

"Yukimura, eat."

"Ping is really different." Yukimura tilted his head with a smile, "It's the first time I've seen someone hand an orange to a patient. It's whole, not cut."

"...If you want me to cut it up and give it to you, just tell me. Trouble, you can also eat the whole thing with your hands."

The day before the Kanto competition, Yukimura called me and asked me to come to the hospital.As soon as I arrived, he took a basket of fruit and bread and dragged me to the hospital roof for a picnic.

"Ping, have you grown taller again?" Yukimura held his head and watched me cut an orange with a small knife in a bored way.

"Yeah. A few days ago in physical education class, it's 1.7 meters tall."

"It's really growing up fast~"

"..."

"You won the Kanto Tournament, congratulations. However, I heard that you were defeated in two rounds. It seems that there are indeed many masters in the Kanto Tournament."

"...Afterwards, I have run [-] laps in two days, you don't need to abuse me anymore, thank you." I handed the divided oranges to Yukimura.

"Ping, listen to others with an open mind. Also, pass your brain before speaking, and stop being so unreasonable. Don't always expect others to understand you, but try to understand others. No matter what you have experienced What, don't lose your eagerness to live."

I looked at Yukimura who seemed to be saying his last words, but Yukimura smiled.

"Haha, there are times when I can't understand what others are saying." Yukimura reached out and rubbed my head gently, "I never told you that the success rate of tomorrow's operation is actually very low." He lowered his head and approached me , put his finger on his lips and made a silent gesture, "I've only told Sanada so far, don't tell Hira."

I blinked, and took Yukimura's hand away from my head, "Don't touch my head if you haven't washed your hands after eating oranges."

"Hahaha, sorry sorry."

"You said you would be back, don't miss the appointment."

"Oh, I see."

"Thinking about things, there is something wrong with your brain." I took out a piece of bread and gnawed it down. "No matter how difficult the operation is, it's the doctor's business. It's useless for you to worry. If you have fantasies or nothing, it's better." Think about how you have to survive the rehabilitation after surgery. Many people just can't stand the rehabilitation process and fail in the end." Yukimura, I wish you a successful operation.

"Here we go again." Yukimura took an apple from the basket and gnawed it, "Ping, don't swallow the second half of the sentence."

"..."

"Come on, baby, say it once."

"...I wish you a successful operation."

He laughed. "Thank you."

The next day was the men's tennis final. It was rare for me to get up early in the morning outside of training, change into my shirt and shorts, put on slippers and a peaked cap, and come to the venue in Tokyo again.In fact, I haven't tried to sleep in for a long time. It was several months ago that I would go out so casually-now I go to school in a neat school uniform.

Lihaida is a place where people can change.Principal Yoshizawa, you can do it, it's time for you to be soft when you receive grants every year.

"Ping, good morning!" Kuwahara waved to me with a bunch of tennis bags.

"..."

"Oh, this," Kuwabara sighed, "Chi also disappeared, and they all went to look for him."

"..." Kelp Lost, staged again.According to me, after the game, it would be good to simply throw him in Tokyo, to ensure that this stupid one will disappear into the sea of ​​people from now on.

I went to the drink vending machine and pressed a bottle of water and Coke, then came back and threw the Coke to Kuwabara.

"Throw those bags on the ground, you won't feel too tired to hold them."

Kuwabara thought for a while, then threw the bag on the ground with a bang, and leaned against the door with me to wait.The weather is still a bit hot now, so I picked a big leaf to block the sun, ignoring the small sign saying "Please take care of the environment".Kuwabara looked at me and picked a big leaf as well.

Well, children can be taught.

When Sanada came back pulling Kirihara by the back collar, he looked at me wordlessly.

Nioh, who was following Sanada, burst out laughing, "What kind of shape are you guys? You are standing at the entrance with a leaf pole."

"It's nothing to do with you, braid-student." I glanced at Nioh, waved to them, and turned to enter the auditorium.Seats should be occupied early, so as not to take away those places that are ventilated and not exposed to the sun.But it's not good to arrive too early, because you have to wait for a long time.

I yawned, straightened my legs, put my hands in my trouser pockets, and leaned my head against the wall next to me.

"Ah! It's you! That very arrogant female classmate!" Saori Shiba, a female reporter who was once denied an interview by me, pointed at me and shouted.

"Ahahahaha, I'm sorry." A man next to Saori Shiba covered her mouth and said to me, "I'm Mamoru Inoue, a reporter from Tennis Monthly. Nice to meet you."

I glanced at him, "... hello."

"Congratulations to Ping-san's team for winning the Kanto Tournament!"

"……Thanks."

"I wonder if Classmate Ping's goal is to win the national competition?" Seeing me looking at him, he immediately said, "No, no, don't get me wrong, I won't interview you without your permission. It's just , I have been in this industry for a long time, so I am very interested in the development of all outstanding students."

I nodded secretly.This Mamoru Inoue speaks well, and this is like a person who comes out to work in the society, and can make others feel at ease and trust the reports from his subordinates.

I took off my hat, "National champion, of course."

"Hehehe, Ping-san even defeated Monobe Akiba in Apple Orchard, no wonder you are so confident. That's right, I wonder if Ping-san has ever thought about becoming a professional player?"

I look at him.

"It's like this. After the Kanto competition, several club coaches who are familiar with me have mentioned you. Well, don't blame me for being troublesome. If you have such thoughts, it is good to start earlier. "

I paused, and said, "I haven't thought about recruiting.com, and I won't think about other things until the national competition is over."

"It seems that Mr. Ping likes Li Haida very much?"

"Uncle has been doing this for so many years. Based on your experience, it shouldn't be difficult to get promoted to the job site. Why do you continue to pay attention to these students?" I stood up, raised my chin and motioned him to look at the field, " Isn't it because the years of youth are so fascinating."

The two teams of Lihai University and Qingxue are marching in line.The cheerleaders in the auditorium cheered loudly, and some participating schools that had already lost were also present to watch. On the tennis court, the students of the two schools lined up to salute, whether serious or nervous, but all of them were energetic and high-spirited.

"I understand what you mean." Mr. Inoue looked at the field for a while, and then said: "In that way, Zhu Ping can happily enjoy your days in the days of the national competition. We will not disturb you gone."

I nodded, "Thank you."

"Ping-san, it's different than I imagined." Inoue smiled, "Goodbye."

After saying goodbye to them, I stood leaning against the wall to see better.Today's Qingxue is stronger than any previous competition, and it has grown to an astonishing level in just over a week.It took Li Haida a lot of time to win the two doubles matches.

It's been a long time since Lihai High School was so embarrassed.

Next, Renji, who was the third singles player, faced Sadaharu.Lianji lost, but Sadaharu controlled the direction of the whole game from beginning to end, and lost in an ugly way.Lian Er, are you out of your mind today or did you take the wrong medicine?Chi also stopped Sanada from beating Renji, and walked on the field arrogantly.

Things have developed to this point, I have no reason to doubt that Xu Fei's plot will be staged as scheduled.

Then, Chiya lost again as expected.The current time was just when Yukimura was about to enter the operating room, they decided to keep Sanada, and the others rushed to the hospital first.

"Makoto!" Lian Er raised his hand to me, motioning for me to go together.

I shook my head, then walked to the far end of the auditorium, and said, "I want to watch you win the Kanto Championship trophy." This is what you promised to give to Yukimura.

They nodded at me and ran out, only Sanada and I were looking at each other.

"The players of the next third singles match, please take your place."

He picked up the racket and walked to the tennis court.

Sanada, don't disappoint me.

"Kanagawa Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School, Sanada Genichiro, third grade, and Tokyo Private Youth Academy, first grade, Echizen Ryoma."

Please, Sanada, don't lose.

When the little yellow ball finally came to a conclusion, I pressed my hat.

At least, this shows that Yukimura can achieve a successful operation like a plot.

"Game! Seven to six, Echizen Ryoma wins! The champion of this year's Kanto competition is Tokyo Private Youth Academy, and the runner-up is..."

Sanada stood in the arena and looked up to the auditorium.I knew what he was going to say, so I jumped off the railing, stood in front of him, and slapped him mercilessly.

After a year of hard training that was only stronger than the intensity of the women's tennis, he lost.

"Let's go." I said.Yukimura is still waiting for us.

"Um."

Sanada went back to pack up his things, explained the situation to the judges, and planned to leave without attending the awards ceremony.Before leaving, he said to everyone, "Congratulations."

Oishi Shuichiro, the vice-minister of Seigaku, hurriedly returned the gift in a panic.

I followed behind Sanada and bowed slightly to them, "Congratulations." I looked at Sadaharu, and he nodded to me.

"Let's go." Sanada packed his things and rushed to the hospital with me.

When we arrived, Yukimura had already entered the operating room.Lian Er and the others gathered outside the door of the operating room, looking at us.They know the news of the loss.Chiya, who was squatting on the ground, looked at Sanada's face in shock, and then rushed towards me, but was caught by Renji and Yagyu in time, and then he was pushed to the ground by Nioh, Marui and Kuwabara who had reacted.

"You hit it," Chiya said with red eyes, "it was Mayumi-senpai, didn't you? Why did you hit the vice minister?" He roared, "It's obviously my fault! If I didn't lose, if I didn't lose..." Chi Ye beat the floor with one hand, screaming and crying at the same time.

Lian Er and the others let go of Chi Ye, then sat back in their seats and continued to remain silent.

I went over and sat on the floor, leaning my head against Renji.He patted my head and said nothing.Sanada also put down the bag, crossed his arms, and stood against the wall.

In fact, no one will blame whoever lost the game, because they are teammates of a team.

After waiting for several hours, the lights in the operating room were finally turned off, and Yukimura, who was still unconscious, was pushed out.We immediately gathered around and followed Yukimura's parents to listen to what the doctor had to say.

The doctor took off his mask and said with a smile, "The operation was a success."

Finally, finally got to this point.

Everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.

By the time we got back, the sky had become pitch black.We were walking on the colorful streets of Tokyo, rushing to catch the last Shinkansen back to Kanagawa.

A familiar car parked beside us.

"Miss," it was Dad's driver who came down, "Sir, it's rare for you to come back to Tokyo, let me pick you up and take you home for a night."

"No need."

Lian Er pushed me, "You're tired too, why don't you go back after a night's rest?"

I didn't want to say anything more, so I followed Renji's wishes, said goodbye to everyone, and went back to my home in Tokyo.I am really tired today, even more tired than myself in the next game.

"Maumi?" Eldest sister pushed open the door of my room, "It's rare to see you so tired."

I rolled on the bed and didn't answer.

"The last time I saw you like this was in elementary school." The elder sister sat by my bed, holding her head, "Masumi, I never had a chance to ask you, are you in Kanagawa, okay?"

I glanced at my eldest sister, "How are you in Tokyo?"

The eldest sister smiled, "Yes, what's wrong? So, Mayumi don't think too much, just sleep well tonight. Don't worry, Dad and Aunt Mizuki have been pestered by the younger brothers sent by your second sister. I have no time to bother you."

I turned over and looked at the elder sister, "Elder sister, I think you seem a little different."

"What?"

"It seems...it's mature, and it doesn't feel like soy sauce."

The eldest sister smiled slightly, "You don't know, this is the highest level of making soy sauce. If the soy sauce is made too much, it will be unsuccessful."

"I see." The elder sister is the god of making soy sauce.

After the eldest sister went out, I stared at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling in a daze.

If nothing changed, they would also lose to Qingxue in the national competition.It's funny, they don't know that no matter how hard they try, they are just following the path preset by others.So, is their effort worthwhile?I, and maybe I'm just a two-dimensional character drawn by some people.What is the truth, who knows?

I don't have an answer, but I know very well that I don't want to give up the opportunity to stand on the podium with Sayuri and the others, and I don't want to see the Lihai men's net who no longer works hard.

Is it interesting, is it worthwhile, this kind of question that will make people fall into the horns of thinking, let's talk about it later.

The next morning, I went to the hospital first.It was actually only around [-] o'clock in the morning at this time, but Yukimura had already woken up.

"Good morning, Ping."

I sat on the chair next to his bed, "Morning."

"How about our Kanto competition?"

"Losing."

"Oh, what a surprise."

"Well, I took the wrong medicine."

Yukimura tapped my head, "Don't talk nonsense about taking medicine."

"You are trouble."

"Anyway, just listen to me." Yukimura leaned on the pillow and looked out of the gradually brightened window, "It doesn't matter, I will take them and win the championship back." He smiled, "Oh, wait until I go back When training them, they must have secretly called me a devil again."

Yukimura, what if you were destined to lose to that first grader?

"Hei, why do you look so unhappy? It's not like you at all."

I glanced at him, "I don't think I'm the one who giggles every day."

"However, you're also very energetic with your venomous tongue every day. Well, of course, it would be better if you had more expressions."

"So you're not S, but M."

"Hehe, that's it, just say it, Ping."

"abnormal."

Yukimura laughed until his upper body was bent on the bed, "Hahahaha, Hira is really fun."

"..." I couldn't find a joke.

"Ping," he reached out and rubbed my head, "shall we become national champions together?"

"it is good."

There are some things that you can't say even if you hold them in your heart until they rot.

What I promised, at least I will do it myself.

I will win for you to see, and I will work hard together for you to see.

Even if Yukimura wants to win during this period of time and thinks that Echizen Ryoma pointed out that he forgot to play with a smile, it doesn’t matter, as long as this idea can support him to survive his rehabilitation, and everyone who supports Li Haida will still work hard when losing Yukimura. just fine.

It's not wrong to want to win.

At least for them.

At least for me.

The author has something to say: half an hour early......