Wang Wang's dream color

The sunset in the sky is like fire, and there are winding and deep alleys beside her. With slightly wrong footsteps, Ying Nai turns into the intricate alleys, and against the setting sun, she walks to the abandoned stadium where she once met Long Ya.

Raising the paddle, Sakurano started to run, crazily running on the empty field, against the light and the wind, the paddle in her hand was waving, and every part of her body was yelling at her.

The scene of Tezuka's collapse flashed before my eyes, everyone's eyes lit up by blood and perseverance and the roar of courage and love flashed...

It is a different person from the memory, but has such a similar determination and enthusiasm for protecting things, which made her palpitate for a long time.

"boom!"

Finally, she stopped, shaking her hands and throwing the hot ball, jumping, swinging the racket, and at that moment, release!

Non-stop footsteps, non-stop movement, nothing to think about, just running, swinging the racket, the empty sky, the shocking game, finally drove her to let go and play, and picked up the more than 1000 days and nights. Racquet to touch...

Sakura looked down at her left hand that had started to tremble under excessive force, the familiar pain finally began to recover, she frowned, not enough, not enough...

As if possessed, she began to take the handle of the racket with her other hand, which she hadn't touched for a long time.

At that moment, the moment I touched the beat, my heart... boiled!

The expression seemed to calm down in an instant, and Sakura, whose eyes were somewhat empty, slowly lifted the pat, stared at the mottled wall not far away, took a deep breath, and at the moment her breathing stopped, she moved, she swung the pat, and in an instant The myriad of changes......

For a moment, stop.

Swinging the racket vigorously, Ying Nao kept running and swinging in the field, thinking of nothing, not being able to think of anything, she only had this wall in her eyes and this piece of sky.

Sweating and crying, she fell to her knees on the ground, panting, with tears in her eyes, but she smiled so brightly... heartily!

Finally, all the expressions on her face gradually faded away, and all the smiles and tears were put away, leaving only a drop of flash splashing on the screen, reflecting the deep and heavy thoughts in her eyes.

The night has risen, bid farewell to the sunset.She got up from the ground where she had knelt for a long time, stopped taking pictures, looked back at the place she hadn't been so longing for for a long time, smiled, turned and left.

A figure slowly walked out of the dark place at the corner of the street, a figure that had been there for a long time.

Hirota Ami never thought that it was just an unintentional accident that would bring her to such a shocking scene.

With her startled eyes wide open, she walked step by step to the wall that Sakurano hit again and again, stretched out her hand in disbelief, but retracted it at the same instant like an electric shock.

But it was too late, she could only stand like that, watching helplessly, the mottled wall was visibly trembling and falling down...

What kind of strength, what kind of mood, what kind of ... character, she lowered her eyes in the dust on the ground, vaguely feeling how heavy the glory that appeared.

Behind the broken wall, a bend of moonlight shines down.

She turned around and looked at the direction Sakura left for, for a long time, unable to speak.

"Have you really decided? Have you thought about it?"

Ryuzaki who had just returned home heard that Sakura

She was a little surprised that she made a decision so quickly, and her expression became serious unconsciously, "Are you ready? Sakurano." "Yes. I have been in treatment these days, and I am also practicing by myself."

Nodding her head, Sakurano smiled with firmness in her eyes.

"I'm going to participate, I'm ready."

"Then, that's fine."

Before Ryuzaki recovered, he heard Sakurano's voice again, "Also, grandma, I have someone I want to visit."

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The low chime was long and echoed in the open space.

Nanjiro put one foot on the hammer of the bell, and the other foot rested on the pillar of the pavilion. He held the magazine in his hand and read it intently. His keen senses caught the abnormal movement. The petite figure flinched slightly at the same time.

"Long time no see. I take the liberty of interrupting you,"

Sakura walked slowly, and finally stopped by the pavilion. She raised her head slightly, looked at the tall figure that almost overlapped with the light and shadow in her recent dream, and smiled softly, "Uncle Nanjiro."

"Girl, are you so sure I can recognize you?"

Looking away, Nanjiro stood up from the pavilion in a daze, and looked down at the little girl with a pure smile, "When I first saw you, you were not as long as my legs!"

"They all said,"

Sakura took a step back, avoiding Nanjiro who jumped down suddenly, and looked into the distance.

"I look just like her."

"Oh! She is much more arrogant than you!"

Picking up the racket leaning against the wall, Nanjiro smiled, and walked to the court in the courtyard first, "Since you think of me, you should also remember how to hold the racket. Are you interested in playing a few balls with me?" ?”

"Very, very happy."

Subconsciously grasping the bag strap on her shoulders, Sakura's eyes lit up for a moment, but then there was a flash of complexity, she followed, her lowered hands trembling.

Restraining the trembling of excitement, the dim light in his eyes kept turning, and Sakura, whose expression gradually changed, raised his hands, gently held the racket in his hands, and slowly bent down with a respectful expression.

The pure smile on the corners of her lips faded away, as if she had changed into a different person. The moment she was under the gaze of the sun, she had a kind of holy and elegant.

Seeing her movements, Nanjiro, who was leaning lazily on the opposite side, straightened his body involuntarily. Through the light and that body, he seemed to see the person who hadn't appeared for a long, long time.

She is still in the most shining place, exuding the most amazing light.In a blink of an eye, it has been so long.

For a moment of silence, Ying Nai, whose eyes became secretive, held the racket back with his right hand, and swept across fiercely.

Stunning stunts, dazzling speed, see-saw of patience and skill.

Surfing the Internet, retreating, jumping up, and volleying, Sakura is running, chasing, and jumping, with long hair like a waterfall, and a smile like a flower.

At this moment, she is extremely happy and enjoying it very much.The body is trembling with excitement, time is passing, physical fitness, strength, squandering without limit.

Those feelings that are integrated into the bone marrow are really constantly emerging, as if they can no longer be suppressed. How long has it been since she was as unscrupulous and willful as she is now...

Smiling for a moment, Sakura looked at the mountain-like strong and calm person opposite, smiled, and shot horizontally recklessly, using speed, attack, and all the power to vent fiercely, the duel of the strong, It is commendable.

"boom!"

Looking at the ball kicking up the misty dust on the opposite side, Ying Nao's eyes were hazy for a moment, it was not enough!not enough!

Swing harder, more amazing talent and oppression are flashing, and the style of the ball roars with fierce momentum.force!Straight into the shock of the soul!

not enough!Be stronger!Be stronger!

The body is declaring this, and there is a crazy impulse in my heart, shouting!

Breaking through all the shackles of reason!She gradually laughed a little confused, as if there was a beast roaring in her body, and she was attacking the last resistance, as if, in that long-lost presumptuousness, something was about to break through the ground.

"Girl!"

A low roar, calm and frightening, a violent impact exploded in Ying Nao's ear, sharp pain spread from the eardrum, wrist and foot to the whole body, her eyes gradually became clear in the wake up, and the buzzing in her ears There is a soft sound, as long and drifting as if everything has passed a century.

Sakura looked at the slightly sunken ground with potholes under her feet in some confusion. The surrounding area was filled with dilapidation and chaos as if after the flames of war, raising misty dust all over the sky.

In a blink of an eye, Sakura understood what had happened, she hurriedly looked across, and finally saw the figure gradually emerging in the dust, and couldn't help but knelt down on the ground with a bleak smile. rain.

Those bloody scenes that flashed in the light and shadow in the dream passed before my eyes, with shocking ferocity, sweat and tears mingled and flowed down the cheeks, the ground under her body was gradually wet, Sakura silently drooped her head and shed tears , His eyes caught in memories were a little dull.

After a long time, she was finally hugged in a soothing embrace, and she vented her repressed pain presumptuously against a generous chest that was enough to make people feel at ease.

The disgraced two finally returned to the main house in the courtyard, took a shower under Lunzi's surprised gaze, and sat down at the table looking at each other again.

"uncle."

After quickly adjusting her mood, Sakura sat upright with a gentle and harmless smile on her face.

"Sorry for breaking your court."

"what!"

After waving his hands, Nanjiro looked at Sakurano's face with reminiscence, and said meaningfully, "Looking at it this way, you really look like her."

Neither of them mentioned the presumptuous gaffe that was almost crying in despair, as if it was really just a joke and harmless.

"Sakura, when did you come back?"

Rinko served exquisite snacks, looked lovingly at Sakurano who smiled affectionately, and spoke softly.

"I came back three years ago, Aunt Lunzi."

"Ah, really. Time flies so fast. When I first saw you, you were only a little older, and you were as delicate as a doll."

Lunzi put down his snacks, his smile was full of affection.

"However, the older you get, the more beautiful you become. If only I had a daughter like you."

"Okay, let's talk."

Lunzi got up and walked to the kitchen.

"I won't bother you anymore."

"I thought I'd see you again, but I didn't expect it to be so long,"

Nanjiro leaned lazily, yawned with drooping eyelids, dragged out a carved wooden box from under the table, and held it in front of Sakurano, "Hey, she asked me to give it to you a long time ago, wait until you think it's appropriate Open it when it's time."

Looking at the dusty wooden box that was obviously taken out from the bottom of the box in front of her, Sakura's eyes lighted up slightly, she took it with trembling hands, and smiled dazedly.

"Although I don't think of everything, I think everything that should come will come. I don't want to run away anymore."

Standing up with the box in hand, Sakurano bowed slightly and said goodbye to Nanjiro who seemed to be careless.

"Thank you for the fierce battle that we have seen for a long time, Uncle Nanjiro, please, watch me for her."

Nanjiro sighed softly and looked at the clear corner of the sky. After all, it is her child, and after all, it will shine brightly.

The author has something to say: the warm-up is over, the next chapter will open a new book, and I will soon embark on the road of being king~~~