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◎He worked very hard, but he didn't deceive anyone. ◎

Mari Nishijima usually has a good temper.

The sudden outburst stunned everyone—by the time the police reacted and quickly pulled her and Chiga Fujishima apart, Chiga Fujishima had already had a few scratches on her neck and face.

Nishijima, who had vented her emotions, finally passed out due to physical and mental exhaustion.

When she woke up again, she saw the familiar ceiling of the hospital and the isolation curtain of the hospital bed.

The entire ward was dark, and the curtains over the windows were drawn tightly.Mari Nishijima didn't know how long he had been in a coma, so he stretched out his hand and touched his forehead: the bandages and medicines on his head had obviously been changed, and the bandaging technique could be felt to be very skilled, obviously it was the handwriting of the medical staff.

The futon next to the bed was pushed down, Mari Nishijima turned his head and saw Echizen Ryuya lying on the side of the bed.

The ends of his hair were still a little burnt black, but his face had been wiped clean, and his clothes were changed into clean normal clothes—the sleeve of his left hand was rolled up to the elbow, and a white medical bandage was wrapped around his forearm.

Some dark green hair hung down on his forehead and the bridge of the nose, and the shadow of the hair also covered part of his face.When you don't deliberately make expressions, you can easily feel that Echizen Ryuya actually has a young and beautiful face.

Not only does it make people feel handsome.

Mari Nishijima stretched out his hand and gently brushed away the broken hair hanging down the bridge of his nose with his fingers.

She had tried to relax her movements as much as possible, but Echizen Ryuya was far more vigilant than she imagined.Almost at the moment when Mari Nishijima's fingers touched his hair, he escaped from the half-asleep state and immediately grabbed Mari Nishijima's wrist!

But soon, Echizen Longya relaxed the strength in his hands, and asked in a hoarse voice that was obviously not enough to sleep: "Are you awake? Is there any discomfort?"

He got up and was about to ring the bell for the nurse to come over and give Nishidao the truth check.Mari Nishijima quickly grabbed Echizen Ryuya's sleeve: "I'm fine—oh, yes, you..."

Echizen Ryuya: "Chiga Fujishima has already pleaded guilty, and Maki Hirakawa, as an accomplice, also needs to go to the police station to record a statement. However, she is underage, and Chiga Fujishima insists that she was coerced, and the police station should take appropriate measures to reduce the crime. punish."

"Noji turned himself in to the police station. There are discrepancies between his confession and Chiga Fujishima's. The police still need some time to investigate."

"Hubbard was injected with an overdose of anesthesia and is still being rescued, but the possibility of being rescued is very low."

He thought that Mari Nishijima was worried about the case, so he recounted the results of the police's handling to Mari Nishijima very simply.

But after Echizen Ryuya finished speaking, he found that Mari Nishijima was still holding onto his sleeve.

Echizen Ryuya turned his head slightly: "Anything else you want to ask?"

Mari Nishijima blinked: "...I want to ask what's wrong with your arm, is it serious?"

Echizen Ryuya reacted.

He looked down at his bandaged arm and coughed dryly: "It's just scratched by the glass. The doctor has already bandaged me up. I can recover in a week or two. It won't affect my daily life."

Mari Nishijima let go of her hand and lay back on the hospital bed: "That's fine."

Echizen Ryuya rang the bell to call the nurse, and turned on the lights in the ward by the way—the nurse came to check on Mari Nishijima again, and helped her change the bottle.

She put the replaced infusion bottle on the medical trolley, and after instructing Echizen Ryuya some precautions, she pushed the trolley out.

There may be a little hypnotic drug in the nurse's new bottle.Mari Nishijima felt sleepy not long after changing her medicine, and her upper and lower eyelids kept fighting.

Over there, Echizen Longya sent the nurse to the door, and when she came back after closing the door, she saw her curled up in the space where the quilt and pillows were piled up, her head drooping little by little.

Echizen Ryuya walked to the bed, half bent down and touched Nishijima Mari's forehead.

Mari Nishijima: "There should be no fever."

Echizen Ryuya: "That means you're sleepy? Go to sleep when you're sleepy."

Mari Nishijima was really sleepy.

She originally wanted to say a lot to Echizen Ryuya, but she yawned as soon as she opened her mouth.Nishijima Mari rubbed her sleepy eyes and muttered, "What about you?"

Echizen Longya pointed to the small bed used by the family members next door: "I will stay next to you."

With Echizen Ryuya's assurance, Nishijima Mari retracted into the bed with peace of mind, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

This time it was really asleep.When Mari Nishijima was woken up by the vague conversation beside the hospital bed the next day, she subconsciously looked at the person next to her hospital bed—she thought it was Echizen Ryuya talking to the doctor, but instead saw someone who hadn't seen her for a long time. Mother.

Mrs. Nishijima was sitting next to the hospital bed, while Mr. Nishijima was talking to the doctor at the door.

Mari Nishijima was stunned: "...Mom?"

Mrs. Nishijima looked a little haggard, but the moment she met her eyes, she still showed a gentle smile to her: "After Officer Takagi called us, we booked the nearest flight and came back."

"How are you feeling now? Is your head still hurting?"

Mari Nishijima shook her head slightly: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Mrs. Nishijima: "Oh, I've lost so much weight, and my eye sockets are sunken—the doctor said that you can be discharged from the hospital next week. If you don't want to go home by then, then I'll live next to you and take care of you. A few days..."

Mari Nishijima blinked, and couldn't help but glance elsewhere.

She and her parents were the only ones in the single ward, and the quilts of the accompanying family members next door were neatly folded, and there was no one there for a long time.

She panicked for no reason, and grabbed the quilt covering her body tightly: "Mom, you... When you came, was I the only one in this ward?"

Mr. Nishijima just came back after talking with the doctor. Hearing what Nishijima said, he frowned: "Of course you are the only one. Otherwise, there should be others..."

"Speak less!" Mrs. Xi Dao slapped her husband's arm angrily, and said, "It's better not to speak than to talk nonsense."

"Don't listen to your father - when we came, that kid from Echizen was taking care of you. But he also had an injury on his arm. He was just called by the nurse to change his dressing, and he won't be able to come back for a while."

Mr. Nishijima, who was beaten, was very unconvinced, but he didn't express it directly because of his wife and daughter.

Mari Nishijima breathed a sigh of relief.

She turned sideways, leaned on her mother's shoulder, and rubbed against her.Mrs. Xi Dao lightly touched the gauze wrapped around her head, feeling extremely distressed: "Why did you suffer from head pain again? When the matter at the police station is over, let's go to the monastery to worship? Say goodbye Might not be re-shipped."

Nishijima Mari leaned in her mother's arms, nodded obediently, and said yes.

Mr. Xi Dao suddenly stood up and said, "I'm going out to smoke a cigarette."

He turned and went out, leaving behind a mother and daughter who were puzzled.

Mari Nishijima: "Does Dad smoke?"

Mrs. Xidao was also at a loss: "...it seems that she doesn't smoke."

Of course Mr. Nishijima doesn't smoke.He walked out of the door of the ward, closed the door softly, straightened his back and looked at the young man who had just returned from changing his medicine; Mr. Nishijima was no stranger to his face.

His players were often beaten to autism by Echizen Ryuya in some games.

But the Echizen Ryuya in front of him was different from the conceited and arrogant Echizen Ryuya on the field—even from the leisurely and carefree proud boy in Mr. Nishijima's memory, there was a huge gap.

He is no longer that slightly childish boyish face, he has become taller, his facial contours have become more mature and resolute, and even gives people a sense of stability that can be relied on.

In front of Mr. Nishijima, Echizen Ryuya did not show off his frivolous and arrogant temperament as unscrupulously as he did on the tennis court.He even looked a little restrained, even his back was straighter than usual.

The two men looked at each other and didn't speak for a while.

The young man stood up awkwardly, his scorched hair drooped down, his cat eyes were half-drooped, his hands were pressed against his sides, and his attitude was as obedient as Mr. Nishijima's team members.

Mr. Nishijima sighed: "Do you smoke?"

Echizen Ryuya shook his head: "No smoking."

"That's good." Mr. Nishijima finally showed a little satisfaction, and pointed to the rest area not far away, "Let's go sit and talk there."

Echizen Ryuya licked his lips nervously: "Okay."

After all, the corridor is not a good place to chat. Not only can it be easily heard by people in the ward, but there will also be nurses and other patients coming and going.

The two walked to the rest area one after the other, and Mr. Nishijima and Echizen Ryuya sat down facing each other.Echizen Ryuya put both hands on the table nervously, looking like a good student - at least on the surface.

Mr. Nishijima glanced at him, and said: "When we got off the plane yesterday, Officer Takagi called us to the police station to supplement the transcript. He said that you and the truth seem to be in a relationship?"

He didn't want to directly admit that his daughter was dating someone else, so he put a lot of emphasis on the pronunciation of the word 'seems to be'.

Echizen Ryuya sat upright, with a serious expression: "Yes, Truth and I are currently in a relationship, and it is a public relationship."

Mr. Nishijima: "..."

I felt that I deliberately emphasized the hint that I read out, as if implying a loneliness.

He coughed twice and said, "Really? Oh oh... I also heard from Officer Takagi that the case of the serial murderer was solved so quickly thanks to your help. You entered the Ferris wheel alone to save the truth." , indeed courageous.”

"I am really grateful to you for this. If possible, I will make some compensation in other ways; I will also help to solve the matter of being beaten by you when Noji surrendered himself, so that it will not affect you. But about your relationship with the truth—” Mr. Nishijima’s expression became serious, “Echimae, I really think that you and the truth are not suitable.”

"Since you have been in contact with the truth, you also know how serious the tennis PTSD of the truth is, right? You can't give up tennis for the truth, and the disease of the truth cannot be cured in a short time. Even if you put aside the tennis PTSD Tan, your character is too different from Truth's."

"I'm not opposed to free love, I just don't want the truth to talk about a love that will definitely make you cry."

He didn't even talk about the future about getting married, thinking that the mere romance of these two would upset his daughter.

Echizen Ryuya lowered his eyes, showing unprecedented politeness.He had listened to everything Mr. Nishijima had to say—if his former coach knew that Echizen Ryuya still had a day to obediently listen to the training, he would probably be so happy that he would eat several bowls of red bean rice.

Several children ran across the aisle playing and playing. The sunlight coming in from the corridor window made the walls and floor tiles bright and white.

Echizen Ryuya could even see the shape of light refracted from his eyes through the glass.

After a long silence, Echizen Ryuya said, "Uncle Nishijima, have you ever thought about asking the truth?"

Mr. Xi Dao frowned: "What's the use of asking her? The little girl in the passionate love period is full of rebellious psychology. Maybe I will ask casually and go straight to elopement, early marriage and early childbearing... You are so old, you shouldn't Are you going to report to the truth?"

He belatedly realized that his wording was inappropriate, and immediately looked at Echizen Ryuya cautiously.

Echizen Long Yashu opened his eyebrows and smiled very shallowly: "I won't sue, but I won't break up with Truth either. Uncle Nishidao, I respect you because you are the father of Truth, but respect doesn't mean that I I will follow your advice in everything—it is between me and the truth to fall in love, even if we break up or get married in the future, it should be carried out according to the wishes of both of us."

"Although my usual performance may make you misunderstand that I am an unscrupulous person, please believe that I am an adult who can be responsible for what I do."

"I know what I'm doing and I respect truthful opinions."

In the ward.

Mrs. Nishijima peeled an apple for Mari Nishijima, and cut each piece into the shape of a bunny.

Xi Daozhen picked up an apple and bit it, feeling: "Mom's hands are so skillful. Long Ya can also peel this kind of rabbit apple, but I can't. I always peel the rabbit ears crookedly every time, or just peel them directly. broken."

When Ryuya Echizen and his mother were away, Mari Nishijima washed the apples casually and ate them directly.

Mrs. Xidao watched her daughter take a bite out of a rabbit apple and comforted her: "It's just an apple, as long as mom can peel it."

Seeing that Makoto Nishidao was about to finish eating the plate of apples, Mrs. Nishijima pinched her mouth and said, "Speaking of Long Ya—you know that kid is a professional tennis player, right?"

Mari Nishijima nodded: "I know."

Mrs. Nishijima was surprised: "Know? You know and still date him? You... your tennis phobia is gone?"

Mari Nishijima: "...No, I would still be scared if tennis balls were slapped around in front of me."

Mrs. Xidao frowned: "Truth, mother knows that Long Ya's child is really good-looking, but falling in love is not just based on appearance. The most important thing is that that person also loves you wholeheartedly and respects you. be happy."

"Mom is someone who has been there and has a lot of experience. It must be for your own good to tell you this. Mom won't harm you—"

Mari Nishijima did not interrupt her mother's words.

Because she knew that most of what her mother said was indeed true.She took out a facial tissue from the paper drawer on the table next to her, and wiped the sticky apple juice left on her fingers.

She patiently waited for Mrs. Xidao to finish speaking before raising her head: "Actually, when Longya confessed to me at the beginning, she hid her identity as a professional tennis player."

Mrs. Nishijima: "He still lied to you?!"

Mari Nishijima bent his eyes, and smiled on his pale and weak face: "Mom, he didn't lie to me—although he was indeed trying to lie to me, but I could see it."

"He worked very hard, but he didn't deceive me, it's just that I really like him."

As I said a long time ago, Nishijima Mani is very smart, especially in the aspect of drawing inferences from one instance.

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