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A simple and exquisite Japanese-style house in New York, USA.

"Yo! Teens! Good morning!"

Echizen Minamijiro sat at the table, smiling and looking at the sleepy Echizen Ryoma who just came downstairs, still holding a brand new newspaper in his hand.

"I didn't expect you to read newspapers."

Echizen moved slowly to the table, glanced at the newspaper in Nanjiro's hand, not without surprise, "It really doesn't suit your style."

"What is this nonsense."

Nanjiro was not annoyed either, and threw the newspaper in front of Echizen with a smile, "You should read it too."

"What's so interesting, yesterday's game just ended, it was nothing more than exaggerated pursuit."

Having said that, Echizen casually picked up the newspaper.

Sure enough, the newspaper's headline was a feature of him who won the National Youth League again yesterday.But the attached title made Echizen slightly frowned.

"Miraculous four consecutive championships! Another day's genius after Anesidora"

The big bright red characters were strikingly printed at the beginning of the article, and Echizen couldn't help but whisper, "Anesidora?"

He looked up at Nanjiro who was buried in his meal, but the latter just waved his hand to signal him to continue watching.

"Anesidora, a mysterious player who was short-lived in a youth league two years ago. In particular, she was only ten years old when she won that championship, and she was the youngest player in the league."

"Also, she won all the games in a repressive manner, but disappeared mysteriously after the game. She did not disclose any photos or identification to the media. She is only known to be a ten-year-old Asian girl. Compared with you, Longma, Her record is even better than that."

"Why haven't I heard of her?" Echizen put down the newspaper, his eyes clear and calm, "Besides, you are rarely interested in these things, why do you know so much about this person now?"

"This incident was suppressed back then, so the public didn't pay much attention to it, and you were in special training at that time, so of course you didn't know it. Now those interested people are digging up this incident to compare with you, probably for the sake of gaining more Just eyeballs."

Nanjiro passed the second question lightly, "How did you think about what I told you last time?"

"You mean, are you going back to Japan?"

Echizen paused, then calmly picked up the milk on the table, "It doesn't matter."

"Well. I have contacted the address and school."

Nanjiro raised his head, and there was an unknown light in his eyes, "I'll be back in a week."

"In such a hurry?"

Lunzi who came out of the kitchen took off the apron around his waist, feeling a little surprised, "Isn't it scheduled for next month?"

"What's wrong with going back early."

Nanjiro stood up lazily, with a narrow smile in his eyes, "Go get to know cute girls earlier."

"boring."

Avoiding Nanjiro's gaze, Echizen whispered something, and left with a blank expression.

"Ryoma, kid, really."

Rinko shook her head looking at the thin back who was still leaving, and turned her eyes to Nanjiro who was teasing the cat, "The school you contacted him, is Seigaku?"

"Ah."

Nanjiro suddenly raised his head, squinted his eyes and looked into the courtyard, "It's really nostalgic."

Rinko stared at Nanjiro's extraordinarily serious expression for a moment, then shook his head helplessly, and walked back to the kitchen. The father and son are really more awkward than the other.

Ryugasaki house, Japan.

"Sakura, sakura,

Under the clear sky in March in Yangchun, there are endless cherry blossoms.

Ruxia is like clouds and flowers are blooming, and the fragrance is wafting and beautiful.

Come on, come on, let's enjoy the flowers together.

Sakura!Sakura!

In the late spring, the sky is about to dawn, and the rays of the sun shine brightly, and Huaying smiles,

Thousands of miles of white clouds rise, and the beautiful fragrance is blown by the wind.

Go to see the flowers!Go to see the flowers!See flowers as early as possible. "

The soft singing voice seems to be able to soothe all the sadness in his heart. Ryuzaki watched Sakura who fell into a deep sleep gradually relax his unconsciously frowning brows, sighed softly, tucked the corners of the quilt for her, and stood up Come out of the room.

"Three years have passed in a flash, how fast."

Sitting under the lamp, Ryuzaki habitually talked to himself while looking at the photo on the corner table. The boy in the photo was handsome and handsome, smiling softly in a kimono.

"Sakura's condition has gradually stabilized in the past few years, and her mood is also very stable. The doctor said that optimistically, she might gradually get better. But, those things,"

Speaking of this, Ryuzaki paused again, and there was still hidden worry in his eyes, "She still doesn't remember. Probably, she still can't let go. Sigh."

Caressing the center of his eyebrows, Ryuzaki looked at the full moon covered by clouds outside the window, and muttered in his mouth.

"Tobuka, if you are watching from the sky, please bless Sakurano and your daughter, everything will be fine."

"Jingle Bells - Jingle Bells"

Just as he was deep in thought, suddenly the phone rang in his ears. Ryuzaki pulled his mind back and picked up the phone, "Moxi, this is Longzaki House."

"Yo!" A familiar loud voice came through the phone line, still so blunt, "Old woman!"

"Nanjiro?"

Ryuzaki was a little surprised, and smiled unconsciously after hearing the words of the person over there, "Oh that's right, you're going back to Japan." "How is that little girl?"

Nanjiro's lazy voice can always hear a heavy thought.

"Oh Sakurano," Ryuzaki paused, and sighed, "It's okay. The state is still stable."

"Is she still not playing?"

"Well, I can't remember."

"That's it."...

As the night deepened, in the room where no one was disturbed, the cold moonlight diffused lightly through the window on the sleeping girl, illuminating her slightly frowned eyebrows and an old scar on Ruyu's wrist.

Like someone sighing in the dark, for those sad thoughts hidden deep in the memory.

The next morning.

"Grandma." Ryuzaki, who was serving breakfast on the table, turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw Sakura walking down the stairs slowly with sleepy eyes, with a caring tone, "Sakura, wash up quickly, and eat."

"Ah, why did you run down with bare feet? What about your shoes?"

Touching Sakura's cold feet on the floor, Ryuzaki's tone was full of distress, "The ground is very cold."

"Grandma, have you forgotten again? I don't feel cold."

Sakura smiled slightly, her tone was even a little brisk, "So it doesn't matter."

"Sakura."

Ryuzaki paused, bowed his head for a while before standing up straight, "You will be fine."

Walking to the table and sitting down, Sakura looked back and smiled purely like an angel, "Well, it's okay."

"Did you sleep well last night? Is there anything uncomfortable or strange recently?"

Pushing the dinner plate in front of Sakura, Ryuzaki asked with concern as usual, "School starts next week, how are you getting ready? Are you still in a stable mood?"

"Slept well, nothing uncomfortable, everything for school is ready, and Tomoka seems to be still with me." The smile on Ying Nao's face is always on, even the eyes are full of tenderness , "Grandma, don't worry, I'm fine."

"Oh, oh, that's good."

Saying this on his mouth, looking at Sakurano with a gentle smile on his face, Ryuzaki sighed deeply in his heart, still, that's it.

"Oh, right,"

Suddenly remembered, Ryuzaki said with a smile, "Minamijiro's family will be back next week, do you remember him? Uncle Nanjiro."

"Nanjiro, uncle?"

Sakura tilted her head and thought for a while, with doubts in her eyes, "I seem to have heard of it, where is it?"

"Then," Ryuzaki's eyes lit up, "where's Ryoma? Where's Echizen Ryoma? Do you remember this?"

Hearing Ryuzaki's question, Sakura's eyes trembled slightly in doubt, "Echizen, Ryoma. Echizen, Ryoma... Ryoma..."

Closing her eyes abruptly, Sakura held her forehead, her voice trembling,

"Why, my head hurts. Grandma. I can't remember. Grandma."

"Okay, okay, if you can't remember, don't want to, don't want to."

Hurriedly walking to Sakurano, Ryuzaki hugged Sakurano who was holding his head, "I don't want to, ah."

Sakura's low voice came from his arms, Ryuzaki looked out of the window, thoughts flashed in his eyes, Ryoma.

A week later, Tokyo Airport, Japan.

"Sakura! I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It took me a long time to wait for the car on the road, so I'm late."

As soon as Ryuzaki Sumire arrived at the airport, she spotted the girl leaning against the pillar in the corner at a glance, and hurried up to meet her, "It didn't take long."

"Well, just arrived."

Sakura was carrying the bag, seeing Ryuzaki's face warmed up slightly, "Grandma, you don't need to pick it up, it's not that I don't know the way."

"What?"

Ryuzaki hugged his well-behaved granddaughter affectionately, and never forgot to greet her with care, "It's my fault, too. I found out that you still need to go back to the United States to apply for a certificate in person when the school starts. This time I went in such a hurry, the journey must be very tiring."

"No, someone accompanied me along the way. Sister Nai Liang even went to the airport to pick me up."

Sakura followed Ryuzaki out of the airport, her white sportswear glowing softly in the late spring sunshine.

"But school is about to start, I rushed back after I got the documents, and didn't chat with them much."

"That's it. Let's go back and have a look next time." Ryuzaki hugged Sakurano who was smiling softly, and walked quickly to the outside of the airport.

Passing through the crowded crowd, Ying Nai inadvertently caught a glimpse of a figure from the corner of her eye, which seemed to catch her sight with a guide, she couldn't help but pause slightly, turned around to look for it, but only saw a faint red submerged in the In the sea of ​​people, that person.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Sakura stopped, Ryuzaki asked with concern, "Did you see someone you know?"

"Ok?"

Sakura was taken aback for a moment, then shook her head very quickly, and looked away, but there was a strange feeling in her heart, that person, there was a feeling of deja vu.

Pressing down on her emotions, Sakura turned back and followed Ryuzaki, but missed the same look behind her, similarly pursuing.

"Ryoma, what are you looking at?"

Rinko and Minamijiro got into the taxi one after another, but saw Echizen holding the door of the car, looking behind him.

"It's nothing."

Echizen lowered the brim of his hat, leaned forward and sat in the car, his gaze was slightly darkened, just now, there seemed to be a glimpse of his gaze looking at him, somehow, he seemed to have known each other before.

"School will start in three days, Ryoma has to hurry up and get used to here."

Rinko on the side reminded softly, Echizen said nothing, just turned his head, looked through the car window at a corner of the blue sky, and there was a restlessness in his heart that he had never felt before, Japan, what?

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The beginning is a bit slow, and there are still quite a lot of backgrounds~ Everyone, please have a little patience and read on, there should be surprises.