I want to stay with you till the end

Xiang Ridong sat quietly in the gazebo, and the time displayed on the clock was 10 minutes before the start of the second round of the singles.

Xiao Yuan Qing'an found Xiang Ri Dong Jin, and said: "The opponent Fuji Shusuke is quite an interesting person, if his opponent is not Jiro, maybe I will like him very much."

"what happened?"

"Small in stature, but you are called a genius, and your strength should not be underestimated." Xiao Yuan Qing'an handed Xiang Ridong a can of drink, and suddenly she withdrew her hand, "Forget it, your body is not suitable for drinking cold drinks now."

"..." Xiang Ridongjin said flatly, "Is Yue Ren okay now?"

"Well, I have returned to the team to watch the next game."

Xiang Ridong looked up at the sky, and then said: "Sure enough, I was too naive, and I still regarded him as the child with a memory. In fact, he already knew how to adjust his mentality and how to face winning and losing. Sure enough, I It's better to come here for nothing..."

"Winter end, what's wrong with you?"

Xiang Ridong shook his head, "Forget it, it's nothing, I'll go back and continue to sleep."

After she stood up and said goodbye to Xiao Yuan Qing'an, she said to herself, "Sure enough...it's really uncomfortable for a child to grow up."

Her abdomen was still sore and swollen and uncomfortable. She remembered that her body was not that bad. She didn't know when various problems began to appear in her body, first it was hypoglycemia, and now even her menstrual period can torment her for a long time.

"Is he really old..." Xiang Ridong tried his best to support his forehead.

"Hey—Senior Inoue, that, that, that... seems to be Mukai-san!"

There was a familiar voice behind him.

Xiang Ridong turned his head and saw Mr. Inoue and Miss Zhi sitting by the fountain from a distance.

"Long time no see." Xiang Ridong greeted with a smile.

"There are still more than ten minutes before the start of the game. Where are you going at this time?" Mr. Inoue asked.

Xiang Ridong smiled, "I'm planning to go home."

Inoue was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect that she would not care about the game, "Don't you watch the game?"

"Anyway, the Ice Emperor will definitely win. It's okay not to watch a game of this level." Why did his tone become more and more arrogant.

Inoue laughed, "Sure enough, I am confident."

"So... you guys are still busy with filming, right? I won't bother you."

Mr. Inoue nodded, and suddenly thought of something, he said: "Speaking of... the US race is also very tense."

Xiang Ridongjin said, "These days they have also started their schedule."

"Yes."

"I trust them." Xiang Ridong smiled.

"It's been a long time since you paid attention to the American games, right?"

Xiang Ridong paused for a moment and said, "That's true."

Many memories are gradually replaced in my mind. The scenery in my memory is no longer a highway, no longer a sunny beach, no longer a double-decker bus, no longer a vast countryside. a feeling of.

She desperately recalled, only remembering that not long ago she and Kebin and the others got drunk in a thriving tavern, yelling loudly "We must become the number one in the United States", but she couldn't clearly remember them s face.

She has forgotten what she thought was the most important time.

She had already forgotten the memory she thought she least wanted to forget.

Instead, it is all the sourness from the beginning of spring to the present, all the unforgettable memories.

She used to think that losing tennis would mean losing the whole world. She used to think that without tennis she would be nothing, but she stood on the highest teaching building of Bingdi overlooking this gorgeous school. At that moment, she understood in a trance——

With someone you love, you are not alone. With someone you love in your heart, you have the meaning of existence.

"Judging from the information in the report, your club is really doing very well, and that girl named Ling Liho is doing very well," Mr. Inoue said slowly, "It's kind of strange to see the second It feels like the end of winter.”

Why do you feel uncomfortable when you hear the second half of the sentence... Xiang Ridong smiled, "A Sui is a very strong player, she just doesn't like to show off."

Why does it feel like my own existence has been replaced when I hear Inoue praise Ah Sui as my second self? This feeling is really uncomfortable.

"I heard that she will return to Japan soon... I'm really looking forward to it."

As long as it's a strong player returning...you'll be looking forward to it, whether it's me, Ayariho, or someone else.

Inexplicably, I feel a little blocked in my heart.

Feeling that the light that only belongs to me is taken away by others... It's really hard.

"That's right, I haven't heard of it yet."

After saying goodbye to Mr. Inoue, Xiang Ridong returned home alone.

Walking out of the sports park, Xiang Ridong made a full turn on her way home, and she took a bus to a bookstore.

"What do you need?" Seeing what she was looking for, the staff came over and said gently.

"Recent sports magazines."

"Well, over here."

Xiang Ridong looked at the magazines on the bookshelf, and picked out a "Tennis Magazine" that Mr. Inoue worked for.

The first page is the preview of the upcoming Kanto competition.

Turning back, it is the European and American tennis schedule.

The fingertips that turned the pages of the book stiffened for a moment.

In the picture on the coloring page of the magazine, the girl’s smile is serene and bright, and her pretty eyes are full of confidence. She stands at the front of the line, behind and beside her are Mike, who still smiles brightly, and Kebin, who is still pulling.

Everything is the same as before, only the person standing in the front is no longer facing the sun.

Suddenly, I felt that Ayariho's smile was too dazzling.

After returning home, she sat in the garden, fingering the peach blossom branches.

"Is the game over yet?" Xiang Ridongjin picked up the phone.

"So what's the result of the game?"

"...That's it."

The peach blossoms have withered, only the leaves are lush and lush, without flowers, so even if there are green leaves... who should it set off?

Xiang Riyue had just returned home when a bright yellow tennis ball flew straight towards him. Before he could react, the tennis ball had already hit his shoulder heavily.

He let out a "hiss" in pain, then picked up the tennis ball that fell on his feet, and his eyes fell on the red-haired girl ten meters away, "Why are you crazy?"

"It seems that your condition is very bad. You can't react to the speed of the ball." Xiang Ridong smiled with raised eyebrows.

Xiang Riyueren plucked up his energy and was about to refute, but he froze again, "Why didn't you come to the game?"

"I should be glad that I was resourceful and didn't go to the game. It's hard to watch you lose with my own eyes."

She just said the fact of "losing" so frankly.

Xiang Riyue felt that his heart was blocked.

"If you want to laugh at me, wait a few days. Aren't you feeling unwell?" Xiang Riyueren clenched the tennis ball in his hand, then took out the tennis racket he was carrying behind his back, and hit it hard in the direction where Xiang Ridongjin was. .

Xiang Ridong raised his racket and smiled, "But I'm very excited now, I haven't played a game for a long time——"

Arms bent, knees bent, the tennis ball was hit back hard, and the tennis ball landed at Xiang Hiyake's feet but it didn't bounce up for a long time. The rotation of the circle, each circle is full of fierceness——

Xiang Riyueren looked at the tennis ball that kept spinning around his feet but didn't bounce for a long time, and unconsciously clenched the racket tightly.

"Hiss—" the tennis ball stopped spinning.

Pupils widened, "The tennis ball...didn't bounce?"

"The real secret of tennis is to grasp a person's psychology. It is because he understands the law that tennis will definitely bounce, so he can't think that my ball will not bounce." Xiang Ridong smiled, "Yue Ren, why don't you There's a long, long way to go, and if you're going to follow my light, you're still a long way off."

The hand holding the tennis racket clenched and dropped.

"As soon as the final exams for this semester are over, I will leave Japan."

Finally made such a decision.

I once agreed to watch your national competition before leaving, but I still decided to miss the appointment.

Because... I can't tolerate my growing jealousy becoming a cancer. If I want to prevent it from getting rid of this cancer that hasn't really grown up, I can only go back to the world that originally belonged to me earlier and take back what belongs to me.

I'm sorry, but your sister is such an extreme and possessive person.

When she went to school the next day, what made her most happy was that the soreness of her menstrual period was over, and what made her most unhappy was that Keigo Atobe was not in a good mood that day.

I had already planned to leave Japan at the end of the semester... After all, I didn't find a chance to tell Atobe.

After eating at noon, when Xiang Ridongjin walked to the student union, the classmate on duty really didn't come to stop her again. She couldn't help but think of the harsh words that Xiaoyuan Qing'an yelled that day... Has the effect really been achieved?

When she walked to Atobe Keigo's office, she turned the doorknob. The door was unlocked, but Atobe was not there after she walked in.

Xiang Ridongjin looked at the empty office in a daze.

The sound of the door opening suddenly startled Xiang Ridong, followed by a boy's apologetic voice, "Sorry, sorry! I thought the president was... sorry, sorry!"

Really... I thought Atobe was back.

Xiang Ridongjin looked around, and it turned out that Keigo Atobe's office chair was the most comfortable, so she walked over and sat down.

I don't know how long it took, she felt a little dizzy in her head, and her head began to shake little by little, and her chin suddenly slammed on the edge of the table. Drowsy is asleep.

But it wasn't long before she fell asleep again.

The subconscious imagination of the brain, one moment is the scene when I met Keigo Atobe for the first time, the other is the scene of sleeping together in Kanagawa, and the other is the scene of the study room of Keigo Atobe’s house, all the images overlap and intertwine... The boy's face sometimes looked at him with disdain, sometimes looked at her arrogantly, sometimes looked at her tenderly, and sometimes looked at her with anger.

What kind of scorching temperature brushed her back, and her mind came up on the road to Kanagawa Hejuku, the coat Keigo Atobe covered her with, and the scorching heat that Keigo Atobe hugged her from behind in the office that day .

In the drowsiness, she felt that her body was flying into the air. This didn't seem to be in a dream... How could the feeling in the dream be so clear?

... This is not a dream!

She opened her eyes abruptly, facing the boy who was looking down at her.

Atobe Keigo's beautiful eyes raised slightly, and there was a smile and tenderness in the deep blue. He slightly tightened her in his arms, "Are you awake?"

"Uh...when did you come?"

Xiang Ridong glanced at her current situation, and the one sitting on the chair was already Keigo Atobe, and she was picked up by him and sat on his lap.

"You came here to sleep with my uncle, huh?"

Xiang Ridong smiled and curled his lips, "It's much more comfortable for you to sleep on your stomach than in the classroom. I fell asleep after sitting for a while."

"It's just noon, go to the sofa and sleep for a while, don't fall asleep in class in the afternoon. Huh?" His voice was deep and sweet, soft and domineering.

Xiang Ridong rubbed his sleepless eyes, "No."

He stared at her lightly.

Xiang Ridong put his hands on Atobe Keigo's neck, tilted his head and said, "I'm quite bored, I just want to talk to someone."

Atobe Keigo hugged her with both hands, kissed her eyes, "I will accompany you when I finish my work, now go to sleep for a while, huh?"

Xiang Ridong stroked his kissed eyes and said with a smile, "Oh, good."

In fact, "I'm so bored and want to talk to someone" is just an excuse, I'm just afraid that you will feel sad because of the game.

I heard that you were in a bad mood this morning in the tennis club. I heard that you hadn't laughed all morning. I heard that you almost lost your temper because of a little thing.

I heard a lot. When I passed by your classroom door, I secretly glanced at your direction. You may not have noticed me, so I can see your frown so clearly.

Xiaojing, I really want you to be happy.