Obviously won the game, but his face was extremely ugly, annoyed, self-blame, and complicated emotions.

It was rare for Yukatsu to see such a variety of expressions on Atobe's face.

The teenager propped his hands on his knees, panting heavily, sweat dripping down on the ground of the court, forming a small shadow.

Then slowly lowered his head.

Looking at such a young man, Jiexia was so distressed by this game that it was about to break through her throat.

She stretched out her hand and pressed it on the back of Atobe's hand, "Jingwu..."

The young man remained unmoved, as if trapped in his own world.

Until the Kanto Contest Qingxue vs Ice Emperor, Ice Emperor lost.

They failed to break into the finals of the Kanto Tournament and lost to a school that they didn't care about.

Yuxia could feel the hand trembling slightly under her.

He tried his best to win the game, but unfortunately he failed to lead his team to the finals.

The students of the Ice Emperor Academy formed a silence in the auditorium, everyone's face was full of regret, and the crowd did not know who it was, and said in a low voice, "Ice Emperor, come on, and then another person followed suit, and then Someone else.

There was a uniform voice from the auditorium.

"Ice Emperor! Atobe! Ice Empress, come on!"

Jiexia firmly grasped the trembling hand, "Jingwu, the national competition is not over yet."

Atobe turned his head to look at her slowly and stiffly, and said in a tone she hadn't heard before, "I almost destroyed his hand."

When he was on the court, he knew very well that Tezuka's hands were overwhelmed. He just wanted to force him to admit defeat. He just wanted to win this game and lead his tennis team to become the number one in the country.

Later, the development of things was so uncontrollable that even he never thought that he would go to that point.

Atobe thought, not only him, but even Lianxia must feel that what he did today was terrible.

At the end of the show, Atobe said to Yuxia wearily, I will take you home first.

Seeing the boy's face, Jiexia directly refused, "I'll go home with you, I'll leave only after you rest." After speaking, he dragged Atobe into the car without a doubt.

At home, Jie Xia pushed the trace department to take a shower, "Go take a shower first, you're sweating all over."

Then I sat in the living room and chatted with Mrs. Atobe.

Seeing her son's disappointed expression, Mrs. Atobe didn't ask any further questions. She waited until Atobe went up to the second floor before speaking, "Did you lose the game?"

Jiexia held the coffee cup in her hand and lowered her eyelashes, "He won, but the tennis team lost." As he spoke, his eyes became a little sore, and he blinked twice quickly, trying to dispel it.

"Winning or losing is a common thing. Although his father taught him since he was a child that he should strive for the first place in everything, he must do his best. I will not ask him about this matter. I have asked too many questions about his current age. He is disgusted, and you comfort him for a while, and he always listens to you."

Hearing this, Jiexia felt a subtle feeling in her heart, and wanted to ask when he listened to me, but she couldn't say that in front of her peers, "Auntie, do you know any authoritative orthopedic surgeons at home and abroad?"

Mrs. Atobe was puzzled, "What's the matter, Yuxia, is something wrong with you and Akihiko?"

Jiexia shook her head, "No, I have a friend who also plays tennis and has a little occupational disease in his elbow, so I want to ask, after all...My brother and I don't have that many contacts right now..."

The girl unconsciously showed a lonely expression, and Mrs. Atobe felt very distressed. She has always liked this girl and thought she was a good match for her son, but her son who didn't know how to chase people was already in love with her peers. A lot of times when you are in love, you are still in a state of unrequited love.

Of course, she has heard about Yu Zuojian's family. His father brought an illegitimate son home a few years after he married, and it is well known that his mother has a lover. Akihiko became famous at a young age and brought his younger sister back from England, feeling a little bit about cutting ties with the Usami family.

She hated such low-level scandals in the family, but she really felt sorry for the siblings who had been implicated by their parents.

The parents in the family are not in harmony, they have been separated for a long time, and there is also a foreign son who is eyeing up and trying to compete for the position of head of the family.

Mrs. Atobe looked down on this even more. The illegitimate child brought by the marriage did not have the blood of the Usami family.

For no reason, the real owner was left outside, and now he had to ask her if he wanted to find a doctor.

Mrs. Atobe said again, "Don't worry about this matter, I will look for it here, and I will tell you as soon as I have news."

Jiexia responded embarrassingly, "Auntie...can you not tell Jingwu about this?"

Mrs. Atobe was stunned for a moment, thinking of the expression on her son's face, "Does it have something to do with Jingwu?"

Yuxia didn't speak, looked at Mrs. Atobe, not knowing how to explain this matter.

Mrs. Atobe understood when she saw Yuxia's expression that the child who needed treatment for his elbow must have something to do with Atobe, good or bad, and she didn't want to interfere too much with her son's affairs.

This happened to be the voice of Atobe calling Yutsuka from upstairs.

Mrs. Atobe, "I understand, don't worry, Yuxia, I have to entrust Jingwu to you."

When Yuxia went upstairs, Atobe was standing at the railing on the second floor. When he got closer, he could smell the refreshing shower gel after the boy took a bath, and his hair was still dripping, "Why don't you come out without blowing your hair? The air conditioner will catch a cold in a while, let's go, I'll blow your hair."

Atobe just wanted to come out early to see her, but at this moment he was being dragged forward and pushed on the chair by the girl.

Jiexia bent down and plugged the power cord of the hair dryer into the power outlet on the wall, turned on the switch, tested the temperature with her hands, and got up, "I've adjusted the hot air to two degrees, let me know if you feel uncomfortable."

After finishing speaking, he fiddled with Atobu's hair with his fingers, and the hair dryer on the other hand was blowing slowly with the movements of his fingers.

The two of them didn't talk the whole time.

Atobe sat on the chair, feeling the warm wind often passing over his neck, and the girl's fingers were also made a little hot by the wind, rubbing against his ears several times.

Heartbroken.

So he secretly spurned himself. At this time, he should have been depressed and blamed himself, but he would secretly be happy because of the half-moment intimacy of his sweetheart.

He has always felt that he is different from ordinary people. His family background is superior, and he has received a good elite education since he was a child. Everything he does goes smoothly. He thinks that he will always be the winner, and he has never had any bad thoughts.

Until today, when he faced Tezuka who was equal to him in strength, and sometimes even slightly better than him in skill.

The spirit of wanting to win exploded even more. In order to win, he even used all means.

I will be frustrated by my own unscrupulous methods, and I will get better because of being comforted.

It wasn't until today that he really realized that no matter whether his past achievements were excellent or not, he was just an ordinary person who couldn't be more ordinary.

Joy, anger, sorrow, jealousy, resentment, depression, sadness, he will taste it all.

"Okay." Jiexia's subordinates felt that their hair was dry before they let go, put away the hair dryer and sat on the chair next to them, sitting upright like a schoolboy, "Jingwu, don't be afraid."

Atobe suddenly leaned over and hugged Yuxia, resting his chin on the girl's neck, "Would you blame me?"

Jiexia patted the boy's back lightly with her palm, "I will never blame you, and I will always support you, I am just afraid... If one day treats you like this, what should I do? I only hope that you can always Always be kind to others, so I believe that most of the time what others give back to you is also good, I am really afraid, I am afraid that someone will hurt you."

Atobu's throat tightened, and he really wanted to tell Jiexia, let's be together, just now.

Before he could speak, he heard the girl say again in an extremely relieved tone.

"You're my best friend, and even if I blame myself and get mad at myself, I'll never get mad at you."

Atobe closed his eyes tightly when he heard the words, a little unsure whether to be sad or moved by Yuxia's behavior that regarded him so important.

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