I want to stay with you till the end

Xiang Ridongjin also thinks this reason is too ridiculous, she doesn't join the tennis club, she said she is tired of tennis, should Yue Ren also give up together?

Even if she stopped playing tennis, he could continue.If she told Xiang Ri Honghui, who was still in primary school, about giving up tennis, the boy would at best be puzzled, regretful, and add a little heartache, but he would continue to play tennis as he should.

Xiang Ridong smiled lowly, Yue Ren was really awkward, annoying and childish.

At this time, Keigo Atobe pulled out a bag of transparent tape from the drawer.

Dark blue eyes looked at her lazily.

what is that?Xiang Ridong took the transparent tape, which was full of several video discs and printing paper.

"My information?" Xiang Ridongjin was a little puzzled, what did she do with her game information.

Atobe Keigo said leisurely and proudly: "It's incredible. Watching your game, there is an illusion that Yue Ren is playing."

Xiang Ridong's hand that was holding the pellucida trembled slightly, she knew...that was not an illusion, Yue Ren's tennis style was exactly the same as her tennis style.It can even be said that Xiang Riyueren's tennis is Xiang Ridong's tennis.

At this moment, Dong Jin suddenly understood the real purpose of Keigo Atobe calling her here.

"Your specialty is called Yueli. Not long ago, Yueren completed a new vacant counterattack, named Yuehui." Keigo Atobe looked into her eyes from above, and chuckled, "Humph, that's really interesting. huh?"

Gently lower the zona pellucida toward Ridongjin.

"When Yue Ren started playing tennis..."

×××

Xiangri Dongjin and Xiangri Yueren are six years old this year, just old enough to go to elementary school.

The six-year-old Xiang Ridongjin is already a star in the tennis world, and she has won all the championships in competitions at her age.

At that time, there were only two siblings, Dong Jin and Yue Ren, in Xiang Ri's family, and Hong Hui hadn't been born yet.

The peach blossoms are in full bloom.

"Sister, you won the championship again!"

Xiang Ridong, who just came down from the podium to accept the interview, rubbed his younger brother's hair, "Does Yueren want to play tennis?"

"If I played tennis, my sister wouldn't be able to win the championship so easily!" Xiang Riyue, a younger sister, smiled and took her hand and went home with a shake.

Xiangri Dongjin's birthday is Xiangriyueren's birthday.

"Yue Ren, I have prepared a birthday present for you." Early in the morning, Xiang Ri Dongjin ran to Yue Ren's room and pulled up Yue Ren who was sleeping late.

Sleepy-eyed Xiang Riyue, the submissive younger sister's head is a little messed up because of a night's sleep, fluffy like a kitten, "Sister, I'm still sleeping."

"Don't you want a gift too?"

Gift? !Xiang Riyue was shocked, staring at Xiang Ri Dongjin, "What is what!"

"After washing up, come to the yard, I'll wait for you there." Xiang Ridongjin, who had just walked to the door and was about to go out, suddenly stopped, and turned around with a bright smile: "Ah, by the way, the peach blossoms may be in full bloom next year." It's very good, the branches and leaves are very lush, please hurry up, Yue Ren."

Presents, presents... After quickly packing up everything, Xiang Riyue hurriedly found his schoolbag again, and took out the birthday present he bought for his sister yesterday in the schoolbag. He fondled the yellow tennis ball, and Xiang Ri Dong Jin ran into the yard with a smile on his face.

This year's peach blossoms are also blooming very well, although there will be no peach blossoms in full bloom on my birthday.

"The birthday present you gave me was a tennis ball?" Xiang Ridong took the tennis ball from his younger brother's palm in disbelief.

"Don't like it?"

Xiang Ridong smiled with crooked eyebrows, his eyes squinted into a crescent shape, "I like it, of course I like it, this is a gift from Yueren, hey, it's a birthday present for you - it's a tennis racket from BRIDGESTONE WINGBEAMM45."

Xiang Hiyake took the tennis racket, and lightly touched the taut racket string with his fingers.

"Sister, I want to play tennis too."

"Okay."

Xiang Riyue raised his eyes, and there was a light that he had never seen before, "I also want to win all the championships at my age like my sister, and I also want to become a very good tennis player like my sister. I also want to become a light like my sister, and then defeat my sister and become a stronger person than my sister!"

Every single word is as burning as a peach blossom.

It's just that there are no peach blossoms in autumn.

Xiang Ridong was stunned for a moment, then smiled in the blink of an eye.

Gradually, the Xiangri sister and brother became famous in the Japanese youth tennis circle, like an unstoppable light, directly entering the eyes of the fans!

Afterwards, Yue Ren stopped talking about his sweet sister, and no longer hid under her protection.

"Dongji, why, you were able to win the game undefeated, but it took so much effort for me." The spring breeze brushed their cheeks warmly, and the peach blossoms in Xiangri's yard were in full bloom. It was burning like a flame, but the boy's voice sounded so sad and cold, "Why can't you lose, but I can't. Is it because I will never be able to be like you, is it because I will never be able to reach your height , the end of winter..."

She hugged her younger brother lightly, whispering in a soft voice like a ten-mile peach blossom, "Yue Ren, the two of us have the most similar physical fitness in the world, because we are twin siblings, and even Honghui doesn't have us." It’s similar. So Yue Ren, we are not tall, and we can’t compare with those who have innate physical fitness. What we have to do is to take advantage of our own shortcomings.”

"..." The lost boy looked down at the shadow cast by Peach Blossom on the ground.

"Because we are small and thin, we have to jump a little higher, a little higher, a little higher than everyone else."

"Jump a little higher than everyone else..."

×××

"Unconsciously, Yue Ren imitated my tennis style." Xiang Ridong spread his hands, expressing helplessness.

"It's not a simple imitation," Keigo Atobe rubbed the mole at the corner of his eye, "She's not a gorgeous woman, can't you understand Yue Ren's dependence and admiration for you?"

Dependence and admiration... At that time, she always called her sister sweetly, and then called her DongJinDongJin with some disappointment.

No matter what time, she always consciously stood where he could see at a glance.

No matter what time it is, he is always used to walking within the range that she can shelter.

Xiang Ridongjin seemed to have stepped into the sea of ​​distant time, "Of course I can understand, but tennis, dreams, what do these have to do with dependence."

"Xiang Riyue played tennis because of you." So when you stopped playing tennis, even he wanted to give up.Keigo Atobe really thinks this reason is ridiculous. The companion who has worked hard together for so many years, the companion who has struggled together for so many years, and the companion who has worked hard together for so many years, now suddenly finds that this companion has made these sacrifices just for a worship. dependent person.

Was it because I wanted to get closer to the person I admired when I shouted "become the number one in the country" with excitement?

"For so many years, I didn't notice that Yue Ren's thinking was infused with my beliefs." Xiang Ridong picked up the transparent bag again in a daze.

Unknowingly?Because he is someone who cares, he deliberately wants to get close.

"In the final analysis, it was just caused by your refusal to join the tennis club." Keigo Atobe stood up from the leather chair, and the slender and tall man stood in front of her, covering her like a king.

Heart suffocated.

Xiang Ridongji's right hand froze, she raised her head and forced a smile, "President of the student union, are you trying to force me to join?"

Atobe Keigo parted his lips and let out a low hum, his indescribable style was indifferent, he was an emperor.

He looked at her lightly, and his elegant voice was dangerous, "My uncle never pushes others. It's really thanks to you to think of this kind of unglamorous behavior, huh?"

Xiang Ridong buried his head in shame, but he was relieved from the bottom of his heart.

The palms that were pinched quietly were suddenly released.

"Raise your head." A cold voice rang above his head.

She looked up at Atobe Keigo suspiciously, he must have noticed the palm she clenched just now, right?

As if time stood still, he stared at her raised face, motionless.

Xiang Ridong felt a little terrified at the needle-like gaze, but those eyes were too deep, entangled her like chains.

After a while, Xiang Ridongjin finally couldn't take it anymore, she resisted the urge to kick Atobe away, and gritted her teeth, "Kingwu Atobe, what are you going to do!"

Atobe Keigo curled his lips coldly, raised his bony hand, raised her chin with his index finger, and turned her face to face him.

Thoroughly stimulated by this action, Xiang Ridong couldn't help but want to explode, she clenched her fist and swung it -

The movement was stopped in mid-air.

Atobe Keigo grabbed her wrist with one hand, his eyes were fixed on her face, the deep blue eyes were deep and indifferent.

Xiang Ridong looked away, and struggled vigorously with his restrained wrist.

It's really strange why Atobe looked at her like that.

There was no warmth, no emotion in his eyes, just cold... It was as if he had torn her apart with his eyes, and then saw through every corner of her.

Together with her hidden secrets about her right wrist, he has seen through them.

Such a feeling.

"You're sad." Atobe Keigo withdrew his intimidating gaze just now, and his eyes no longer locked on her tightly.

But what he said... made her heart a hundred times colder than that intimidating gaze.

He had withdrawn the strength he had pinched her wrist, and she could have broken free with a light movement, but she was as immobile as if a robot had been pressed by a switch.

×××

You are... grieving.

Sadness is like the mournful beauty when the last sunset falls.

What are you sad about? What you see is that the scars on your heart are eroding.

×××

Xiang Ridong smiled, tilted his head to look at Atobe Keigo, his black and white eyes were full of smiles, "Why should I be sad, Atobe, why did you start to say these inexplicable things, it's not like you ah."

"This should be my uncle asking you why you are sad, shouldn't you know best, huh?"

"I don't." Xiang Ridong smiled sweetly, but his eyes were dodging.

Keigo Atobe just chuckled, the mole of tears falling from the corner of his eyes was gorgeous and seductive, "What do you think my uncle's insight is, huh?"