I want to stay with you till the end

Atobe Keigo tightened his palms, "Still afraid, huh?"

At this time, Xiang Ridongjin was completely stupefied, "Here... is the secret you mentioned?"

"What do you think is it?" Atobe Keigo chuckled, then looked at Xiang Ridongjin's still dazed face, and took back her hand without a trace, "It's what you saw, the so-called fear, It's just your mind at work."

Xiang Ridong scratched his red hair, and then he couldn't laugh or cry, "I said it... I'm afraid of ghosts, I'm afraid of ghosts, I'm afraid out of habit, and I always think about it for no reason."

"When you're scared... just think about other things, then you won't be afraid anymore, and besides, I'll be with you, right?" Looking at Xiang Ridong's crying face, Atobe Jingwu spoke unnaturally Slow down, after all, he frightened her like this without thinking.

Xiang Ridong only felt a meal in his heart.This doesn't seem like what Master Atobe said, and... why is this sentence so familiar, she must have heard it somewhere!

Atobe Keigo stopped chatting with her, and threw the tennis bag into Xiang Ridongjin's hand with a big hand. Xiang Ridongjin was hit by this sudden thing, and he didn't realize it. He saw clearly that it was a tennis ball. Even more helpless after the bag, "Just play tennis here? Here... how to play!"

Looking at it with both eyes, there is nothing there. It was a long and strange forest road just now, but now it is an empty ground, but... it is not flat, the ground is uneven, and there are protruding stones everywhere. Blocks and sunken pits.

Such uneven ground... If you run on it, you must be very careful to ensure that you don't sprain your feet.

But Keigo Atobe just raised his hand to caress the mole at the corner of his eye. He was indescribably charming and elegant. If it wasn't for such a superior and serious expression, she would definitely think that Keigo Atobe was deliberately messing with her!

"My uncle's tennis is practiced here, isn't it unbelievable, huh?" He squinted at her faintly, the tear moles in the corners of his eyes were gorgeous and seductive.

Xiang Ridong was taken aback, "So you didn't buy your villa in Kanagawa just because of the scenery?"

She thought that Keigo Atobe would say, "Is my uncle such a fun-loving person?" But Keigo Atobe said, "I just discovered this ground by accident."

"..."

"What are you shaking?"

"..." Xiang Ri Dong Jin still shook his head with his head buried.

"..." His uncle understood, she was smiling, but she didn't want to be seen by him.

Atobe Keigo looked at her buried head, put a big hand on the back of her forehead, and gritted his teeth: "Laugh if you want to, do you think my uncle will be hit because of your ridicule? But you, if you hold it in for a long time, you will get sick!"

As a result, Xiang Ridongjin really raised her head and laughed heartily, tears came out of the laughter, until she saw that Keigo Atobe's face was almost black, and it was time for her to stop laughing, "cough cough ...Atobe, I just think...you're cute. I mean, you're a good boy. I've been in England, and being cute there means complimenting your character."

Atobe Keigo raised his eyebrows, "My uncle also stayed in England, why didn't I know?"

"..." Why didn't she know that Mr. Atobe had stayed in England, she shook her eyebrows, "You didn't stay long, you...you don't understand."

"Humph," Keigo Atobe chuckled, with condescension and sarcasm, "I went to elementary school in England."

"..." She twitched the corners of her mouth, and finally surrendered under the gaze of Atobe Keigo, "Well, I admit...I laughed a little too much, but I know, Master Atobe, you definitely won't Comparing with me."

Atobe Keigo just pursed his lips and chuckled, as if saying that there is no need to care so much about you.

"Then," Xiang Ridong put his gaze back to this uneven open space, raised his eyebrows, "how do we practice?"

"On this ground, it's enough to win five balls from my uncle."

"Cut," Xiang Ridong smiled, "I thought it was a difficult challenge, but that's all. What I can tell you is that my left hand already has a certain ability to control the ball, although it is not as good as my right hand. But playing tennis is enough."

Although such uneven ground will hurt your feet when you run, it doesn't matter, her little witch's tennis is mainly based on jumping in the air.

Thinking about it this way, she might not be unable to win those five goals, but Keigo Atobe underestimated her too much.

However, Keigo Atobe just picked up the tennis racket and walked straight to the open space. His eyes were no longer the disdain and evil charm when he was joking with her, but a deep light condensed on them.

Xiang Ridong laughed lowly, "Kinggo Atobe, I am very touched that you gave up your time to practice me like this, but it doesn't mean that I will surrender to you."

"Let's talk so much nonsense," Atobe Jingwu said with a deep light in his eyes, "It's not too late to say so much when you can win me."

Xiang Ridong smiled softly, clenched the bright yellow tennis ball in his palm, "You're right."

But when it was really in the game, she realized that the most difficult thing in this uneven open field was not the difficulty of running, but the uncontrollable tennis ball!

If it was a flat ground, Xiang Ridong would quickly make a judgment based on his body's intuition, and then catch the tennis ball.But... she couldn't grasp the uneven ground and the direction of the tennis ball's reflection!

Keigo Atobe hit the tennis ball leisurely. She thought it was going to the right, but the tennis ball was raised high.She froze for a moment, only to realize that there was a protruding stone that changed the direction of the tennis ball's rebound.

"There is still one round..." Xiang Ridong gasped.

For the first time, she felt that playing tennis was so strenuous.

"If it was your right hand, would you still be so passive?" Keigo Atobe asked her leisurely.

She replied in a deep voice without hesitation: "No."

After she finished speaking, she was taken aback... That's right, if it's the right hand, she can hit it smoothly even on uneven ground.Because her right hand has experienced large and small competitions and already has quite a high level of tennis experience, often before she has time to think, her right hand has already made a corresponding judgment.

Her right hand... seems to have grown a brain.

As for her left hand... because she has never played tennis before, it is still very rusty. The judgment of tennis is all based on her brain's thinking, but it can cope with tennis games in this way. She cannot react quickly to this kind of uneven ground. .

Keigo Atobe slammed the tennis ball behind her again——

The dull sound seemed to hit her heart!

"What you have to do now is to train your left hand to the familiarity of your right hand." The last ball slammed past her feet, she lost, and she didn't get a single ball.

Atobe Keigo walked to her side, deep in his eyes was the aloofness of an emperor, he said, "To the end of winter, I will wait for the day when your light returns."

He strode out of the clearing, probably going back to the villa.

At this time, Xiang Ridong, who was completely shocked by the tennis ball, had no time to think about her situation. She didn't think about the fact that she was alone in this open field, and she didn't think about the complicated and weird woodland outside.

When she realized, Keigo Atobe had long since disappeared, so she said with a sad face, "Hey, hey... it's not kind to leave me in the deep mountains and old forests like this!"

Complaints are complaints... After all, tennis is still an obsession she doesn't want to give up.

She clenched the tennis racket in her hand, remembering the words of Keigo Atobe before——

"When you're afraid... just think about something else, then you won't be afraid, and besides, I'm with you, aren't you?"

Although he didn't accompany her anymore, she could think about other things so that she wouldn't be afraid.She has always thought this way, and she never thought that Keigo Atobe would have the same idea as her.

She fixed her eyes on the tennis racket and smiled softly. My light... will not die.Wait until I get back, you guys.

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