[True luck] My young taming is too lax!

Like a long nightmare.

In the spotlessly clean operating room, surrounded by condescending white coats, his nose was filled with the smell of disinfectant.After resisting the hospital for more than ten years, I finally lay on the most frightening bed.

The body's sensations gradually lost control, and the brain gradually became chaotic. The darkness that was once passively experienced is now actively ushered in.Yukimura closed his eyes, and when his consciousness disappeared, only the starry night that he had promised with Sanada was in his mind.

Looking up at the sky and seeing the stars, they clasped their hands and got strength from that person.If he had a choice, he would rather be more frank.

Tell him I'm scared, tell him to be there for me.

However, when he really stood in front of him, he couldn't express his inner desire no matter what.

"Not even a serious illness can defeat you."

That person's gentle voice rang in his ears, he could always see through his weakened heart, and said what he wanted to hear.

You are always so indomitable, let me who walk in the front always look forward to the sound of footsteps following closely.

Now I look forward to your arrival every day, and the footsteps approaching my door have become familiar. Only when I see you can I feel that I was so invincible on the tennis court, but when I leave, the feeling that gradually fades away The sound seemed to wake him up with a heavy knock.

After waking up in the middle of the night, I realized how many times I had dreamed of a figure that was constantly away from me.

The self who shouted not to go in the dream, the self who trembled anxiously, the self who got up and walked to the window to make a wish to the stars.

The self who keeps his eyes open and is afraid of falling asleep until dawn.

Known as the "Son of God", he is a powerful person chosen by the gods.

He is also the one chosen by the gods to give trials.

Obviously I have received endless support from my companions, and I decided not to be confused early on, so what am I still worried about?

A subtle voice gradually sounded in the ear, and the consciousness that gradually pulled back to reality returned.Someone sat next to him and gently held his hand.

It was a petite hand.

Yukimura slowly opened his eyes, the younger sister who grew up quickly seemed to have changed, and suddenly became mature and steady.

But she looked at her eyes, still relying on her brother wholeheartedly, just like when she was a child.

"Yuyi."

"elder brother……"

The teardrops that fell from his eyes were like the cry of an angel, which filled his heart with an extremely tender pity.

"It's okay, Yui, I'm back."

In early spring when the weather is getting warmer, looking out of the window, the garden of the hospital gradually becomes lively.However, the opposite is Yukimura's physical condition.After half a month of postoperative recovery and observation, although his condition has improved compared to before, Yukimura found that his body has become particularly weak.

Although he knew that it was inevitable that his vitality would be seriously injured after the operation, this state of weakness affected Yukimura's mood to a considerable extent.He didn't dare to show his growing boredom, and he was happy from the bottom of his heart when his family and teammates came to visit, but when he was alone, he couldn't hide his emotions anymore.

The doctor had to tell him to slow down as much as possible. This state will undoubtedly affect his recovery, and may even cause other problems. However, even if he was recommended to the psychological counseling office of the inpatient department, Yukimura’s pride would not allow him to ask strangers People cry.

The increasingly arduous rehabilitation made him exhausted every day, and only in this way could he feel a little bit of the power to live.After repeated dissuasion by the nurse at the side was ineffective, she passed this state to Yukimura's attending doctor.

"Yukimura-kun, I don't see any good for you if you don't follow the doctor's advice." The doctor with stern words scolded the stubborn and headstrong boy, "I have seen many patients who are more serious than you, and moderate muscle activity is good for you. Helpful, but excessive can be harmful."

"This level is not even one percent better than what I trained."

"Yukimura-kun! You must know that your current physical condition cannot be compared with the past!"

Yukimura's eyes flashed coldly when he yelled at him harshly, he no longer refuted, but just lowered his head.

A young man with incomparable self-esteem must feel very uncomfortable hearing such words.However, if you don't communicate with others, it's a bad situation to be bored alone. The villain can only be done by him as the attending doctor.Sighing, the man softened his tone, "Instead of resisting all the pessimism, sharing it with someone you trust is a way to unwind. There are so many people who care about you, why not rely on them properly?"

Yukimura twitched his lips and nodded.

It's not that he doesn't want to say it, but that he can no longer rely on others.Even if I was comforted after going through the operating table, I couldn't resist the fear of it.And after overhearing the doctor discussing the condition and mentioning the possibility of a second operation in the future, he couldn't calm down no matter how he comforted himself.

Has he lost this battle?

Everyone in Lihai didn't know the status of Yukimura, time flies, and the start of the third year of junior high school has arrived.Compared with the previous early spring and April, although this year's tennis club also welcomed a large number of newcomers, it did not have the farce of last year.Kirihara proudly told his predecessors that an ace like him is unique, and was shocked by Marui.

Yukimura's parents went through the formalities for him, and he can continue to study in the third grade if he takes the make-up exam while retaining his student status. This is because of his excellent performance in the past, his contributions to the club, and his reputation in the school.

Despite such assurances, Yukimura's recovery has not been smooth.When he came out of the rehabilitation room that day, he refused to be accompanied by the nurse, and detoured alone in the hospital corridor, intending to go to the rooftop to relax.Since the doctor pointed out his mentality problem, he tried his best to make himself think of some happy things. Although the effect was minimal, this was the best he could do.

Turning a corner, his eyes swept across the corridor, and a familiar figure caught his attention.

The tall and tall boy was dressed in a black Japanese uniform, with a familiar tennis bag on his back.This is a boy playing tennis.Looking over the shoulder, the golden brown broken hair is smooth on the forehead, and the meticulous metal-rimmed glasses are on the bridge of the nose.

Tezuka Kunimitsu?

Why is he in the hospital?

While Yukimura was thinking about it in a daze, that person turned and walked towards this side.In order to prepare for the new year's season, he visited an authoritative doctor to diagnose his hand injury, but after feeling a gaze, he saw the person in the rumors. Tezuka walked towards him, his eyes swept across the boy's body.

There was a big gap between this person and his impression. Although his height had changed, he had lost two rounds of weight loss. His fierce and domineering aura on the court had disappeared. His face was pale and sick, and the sadness on his brows could be seen faintly.

He now looks like a sick beauty that can be seen in literary works. If Tezuka hadn't known him and recognized him from the familiar hair color and facial features, it would be impossible to tell just by the back and temperament.

"Yukimura-kun." Tezuka greeted him, sighing inwardly.I have had a hand injury for two years, but Yukimura, who is known as the No.1 tennis player in junior high school, is seriously ill.Although Qingxue has a rookie trump card who may be a surprise this year, Lihai is still the most difficult peak for them to overcome.

Probably because of the same suffering and illness, Tezuka had mixed emotions towards this former opponent.

Yukimura looked at the documents that Tezuka put back in his bag, his eyes swept across the office not far away, and he had an idea in his heart. "It seems that you are in a bad state this year, Tezuka."

"It's just an old injury that won't affect the game."

Yukimura nodded, the two of them were relatively speechless, but they seemed to have something to say.

"The rooftop view here is very good, let's go there."

The two teenagers walking in the corridor of the hospital are not much different in height, but they look very different.The tall boy is serious and serious, with a loose back that makes people trust and rely on; while the other slightly thinner boy is like a character in a painting, with a painful paleness on his smiling face.He walked slowly against the wall, and the tall man beside him also slowed down.

The wind in early spring is still slightly cool, and the fresh air on the roof makes Yukimura always calm down.He sat on the bench and folded his coat, looking at the person standing in front of him.

"Tezuka already knows about my hospitalization."

"Well, I knew it from where I was."

"Now those rival schools probably spread the word, but we Lihai will definitely not have no threat because of the lack of me."

"of course."

Tezuka observed the boy's side face, remembering that this person has been admitted to the hospital for almost four months, and now he seems to be much haggard.

"Yukimura, your body..." What is the disease, and can I see you again on the field.There are many questions I want to ask, but seeing the young man's lingering gloomy eyebrows, he can't speak.

Once upon a time, the son of God who stood on the other side of the net and let himself suffer a disastrous defeat, encountered these overnight, even for a strong person, I am afraid it will be difficult to overcome.He sighed silently in his heart. He also experienced a long time of torture after his hand injury, and almost couldn't even play anymore, so he finally chose the current path with the help of his friends.

Seeing Yukimura who is in the same sickness, he didn't know how to remind him.What's more, now he seems to be harboring dissatisfaction. I'm afraid he can only hold his trust in his teammates and accompany them to move forward step by step.

The two ministers exchanged some trivial matters, and the conversation gradually ended.Yukimura heaved a sigh of relief as he watched the stern boy seriously answer those meaningless questions.He said goodbye to Tezuka, staring at the blue sky in a daze.

This time, I found out that Tezuka may be injured. I am afraid that this year's competition will not let Genichiro enjoy himself...

He laughed at himself, why worry about others now, is he getting more and more lax?Obviously, preparations for the pre-treatment for the next operation will soon begin, but the teammates still don't know about it.

The expression of disapproval from the family came to mind. Although he was asked not to tell Genichiro, he still opposed his arbitrariness.

"That child is also your family, Jingshi, when are you going to tell him?"

Probably, wait until it can't be hidden anymore.

Who would have thought that Yukimura Seichi would lose to the disease?That person has such high confidence in himself, if he finds out...

The words of the former coach resounded in my ears countless times. "No one is always invincible."

Now he finally understands this truth, only after falling down once, can he know how painful it is to fail miserably.He probably finally knew the feeling that Genichiro had been experiencing for so many years.

In the second week of school, when Sanada and his teammates came to visit Yukimura, they felt a little disobedient.Yukimura listened to those people reporting their recent situation, the expression on his face was extraordinarily gentle, but the slight sadness between his brows could not be concealed at all.Although he never reported his physical condition to his teammates, Yukimura never showed any discomfort.

It is rare for them to be silent on the way back to school. Maybe that person has been covering up all the time, but now, is he unable to hold on, or does he no longer want to hold on alone?

"Is the director...unhappy?" The single-celled boy looked at his deputy director cautiously. Every time he mentioned Yukimura's illness recently, Sanada was particularly frightened.Although he didn't hear any news, he felt uncomfortable seeing the minister smiling calmly.

"Yukimura didn't say anything, Yanagi, do you know?" Marui looked up at the military division, but only got a shake of his head in denial.

Sanada felt that Yukimura must be hiding something, and the know-it-all staff must have found out through his own channels, but since he didn't say anything, it proved that Yukimura didn't want them to know.

The only thing that can be related to the major events of the tennis club is the change of his illness. If Yukimura's recovery is not good, does he not plan to tell the club members?

Sanada stared closely at Liu, trying to read a glimmer of truth in his face.Liu felt helpless, turned his head and looked out the window as if avoiding it.

That may be the reason for Yukimura's concealment. At the juncture of the season that is about to start, everyone may become more nervous when they hear the news of their serious illness.Not only is the most important thing in Yukimura's heart is the three consecutive tyrants, but Liu has never forgotten his will. Once the morale of the army is shaken, the momentum may weaken a lot.

That person only had tennis in his heart, and if he got any news of the failure of the tennis team, it would probably be the last straw that overwhelmed his nerves.

Liu wanted to let the staff know about this, but for Yukimura's sake, it was cruel enough for him alone to guess these things.Let yourself help him carry things that you couldn't share with him before.

"Lian Er, you know."

"So what if he knows? That's his decision, don't stimulate Jingshi."

"Is it related to the body?"

The boy's decisive tone made Liu unable to refute. Seeing Sanada silent for a while, he turned his head and told the staff that he would get off the bus early, and then separated from them at Yukimura's station.

Looking at Sanada's back, Liu lowered his head and flipped through the notebook in his hand.In the interlayer of the back cover, a photocopied painting was quietly hidden.The person who has given me courage and faith in the past two years has responded to my expectations, and the self born from that person's pen has such a dazzling light.

When he saw himself standing on the court in the album, he really realized for the first time why he came to Lihai University in the first place.

Only the self here, walking side by side with that person, is the real Liu Lian Er.

Thank you, Jingshi.

This is something I, as a good friend, must repay you. The only person who can cheer you up is Genichiro Sanada.

Cruel as it may be, it was a necessary step in growing up for these 15-year-olds.

No matter how precious something or how important a person is, if you don't protect it well, you will only regret it in the future.

On the other hand, Sanada, who knocked on Yukimura's house, didn't know that he was led by Liu to explore the truth.Seeing Sanada coming, Yukimura's mother smiled and breathed a sigh of relief, "I knew you would definitely come, Genichiro."

"Auntie, please tell me the truth." Sanada sat on the sofa, looking at Yui whose eyes were a little red, "Did he fail the operation?"

"Brother didn't fail at all!" Yui retorted dissatisfiedly, staring at Sanada with wide eyes, "Brother just..."

"Yuyi."

Yukimura's mother, who stopped her daughter gently, patted the child's head, "Genichiro meant it well, he doesn't know anything, so don't get angry."

Youyi hugged her mother's waist and buried her face in her clothes.

"The operation went well, and the recovery is not too bad." Yukimura's mother paused, "But Seichi doesn't want us to tell you, if you guess it yourself, it doesn't count as my breaking the promise."

"The doctor said before that the treatment cycle for this disease is very long. Conservative treatment is only limited to mild symptoms, and surgery is required when the symptoms are moderate. Therefore, it is common for patients who have not recovered after surgery."

"That is to say..." Sanada frowned, "Is it possible to have surgery?"

"This situation is also related to the patient's physique. Although Jingshi has recovered from playing basketball, his immunity is not good. This illness also has a great impact. The doctor said that although the probability of recovery is very high, he must undergo two treatments. surgery."

But now... the son's mental state doesn't seem so stable.Everything that can be said as a family member has been conveyed, but it is up to oneself to cheer up.

Sanada remembered the conversation he had with Yukimura not long after he was admitted to the hospital. They hadn't talked about Yukimura's tennis for a long time. Did he lose confidence?What have you been thinking about every day for a while?

So slack!

Moreover, the self who was not trusted, in a sense, did not do what he promised with Yukimura.I clearly said that two people should support each other together, but I didn't notice something wrong until now...

Did he lose his sensitivity to Yukimura because he focused on the tennis club?

Sanada lowered her head, unable to make a sound for a long time.

"The child told me," Yukimura's mother poured him a cup of hot tea, and pushed it in front of Sanada, "You must get to the bottom of everything, and you will never give up. If you come to ask, I will tell you something. "

Sanada raised his head and looked at the woman who was somewhat similar to Yukimura. Although his gentle eyebrows and eyes were a little more sad because of his son's illness, they were more determined.

"'Senichiro has been very spiritual since he was a child, please pray for me.'"

Let's hope he can win again.