Wang Wang's dream color

"are you OK?"

Please put Deyin on the waiting stretcher outside the venue, Yukimura followed the stretcher all the way out, saw Deyin faintly opened his eyes, and hurriedly moved forward to speak.

But the girl on the stretcher whose eyelashes were trembling slightly looked at one direction for a moment and suddenly opened her eyes wide, and even raised her weakly hanging arms unconsciously.

He subconsciously followed the gaze of the voice, but only saw a flash of refracted cold light, and the black body and the stretcher passed by in an instant.

a few days later.

"Call me when you get there, and remember to tell Brother Chuan,"

In the airport where people come and go, Sakura looked up at Naliang who was full of smiles, and said seriously, "He is really worried about you." "Well, I get it, you have to take care of yourself too."

Naliang nodded, looked at the tiredness between Sakura's eyebrows, and frowned worriedly, "You look tired, what's wrong? Didn't you rest for a few days?"

"It's nothing. It's just that there are many dreams at night."

Waving his hands indifferently, Sakurano looked at Tezuka who came not far away after completing the documents, and smiled slightly, "Okay, let's go to spend a beautiful two-person world with the minister at ease, don't worry about me."

"Sakura!" Hearing Sakurano's teasing, Naliang's cheeks flushed immediately, she glanced at Tezuka who was approaching, she pouted and didn't speak again.

"Minister, first of all I want to thank you," Sakura bowed slightly with a calm smile, "I have learned a lot of valuable things from the minister and everyone from Qingxue to support my progress."

"No need to thank you, you have an amazing talent, but sometimes you worry too much, and you will lose it instead,"

Tezuka stood up straight, his gaze was not soft, but it was not like the unmelting ice in the past, "Pure heart when playing."

"Qingxue is a struggling whole, so don't have any worries or grudges, and join us with your pure dreams."

Pure, dream?

Sakura was slightly stunned, she couldn't tell what it was like, but there was a warmth that seemed very refreshing, slowly melting in.

"Can you continue to have the pure heart of chasing your dreams?"

Sakura came back to her senses, with a smile and light in her eyes, "Minister, it's great to be able to come to Qingxue."

Tezuka lowered his head, and when he heard Sakura's soft words, his movements paused slightly, his gaze was soft.

"In the mind of the minister, the future of Qinggaku must be the most important thing." Seeing Tezuka nodding his head firmly, Sakurano smiled slightly and said, "Then, have you thought about your future?" Frowning, fell silent.

"Minister let me enter Qingxue with a pure dream, and I also want you, Minister, to have the same purity."

Sakura raised her head and met Tezuka's downcast eyes, "Please don't let the Seigaku you love become your fetters, and please don't let everything you are fighting for now become the impurity of your dreams."

The wind blew past, the noisy noise in the airport seemed to be blurred, time seemed to be frozen, Ying Nao raised her eyes calmly, she smiled slightly, and spoke with a smile.

"Minister, go chase your dreams."

The back of Tezuka who turned and left was calm and stable. Sakura looked at the slender figure of Naryo who was walking side by side with him.

"There are only two games in the second round of the rematch. After the game with Chuyin, the other game will be next week, right?"

Ryuzaki brought the cut fruits and asked Sakurano who was staring at the moon outside the corridor in a daze.

"Ah, well, after the second round is over, the top [-] will be sent to the designated place for the subsequent closed competition."

With a calm tone, Sakura pressed the center of her brows, and there was a little darkness in her eyes, "It should have been like this."

"Originally?" Ryuzaki heard the turning point in Sakurano's words, "What's wrong?"

"Today the committee sent me a notice that someone withdrew from the race. Because the current race has the highest points, my next race is bye."

Sakurano took out the envelope from the books under the table and handed it to Ryuzaki, "I was told that I can directly enter the next game."

"That's it... that's fine."

After reading the letter at a glance, Ryuzaki didn't know what to think, and it took him a while to hide the deep thought in his eyes, "Then let's prepare for next month's competition with peace of mind."

"What? Uncomfortable? After the comparison with Chuyin, you look very tired these days."

Putting down the envelope, he looked up and saw Sakura who was still in a daze, stroking his granddaughter's hair, Ryuzaki said worriedly, "Sure enough, did the incident that day affect it? Do you want to see Dr. Uraba?"

Shaking her head, Sakura didn't say anything, but there was a little more mystery in her slightly tired eyes...

Since that battle, every night in her dreams, there will be blurry lights and shadows flickering, and there are faint conversations that cannot be heard clearly, but no matter how hard she tries, she can't see clearly and remember...

I always feel that I have encountered an unbreakable barrier, hindering her recovery...

There is always a desire to fight... the desire to fight...

"Brother, why did you let me retire?"

Under the warm light, Chu Ming was sitting in a high-backed chair and flipping through a book. Hearing Shan Ze's voice, he turned his eyes away slightly, and met Shan Ze's slightly blue pupils lying on her lap, "You are very Want to participate?"

"No, I'm just curious."

Shaking her head, Shanzawa's fluffy hair and her big trusting eyes are so well-behaved that she is not as cruel as before, "Besides, didn't you go to Germany to be a coach? Why did you come back suddenly?"

The fingers that turned the pages of the book stopped, and Chu Ming looked at Shan Ze's wet eyes, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly. He took off the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his gold-colored pupils were slightly bewitching under the light.

Because... I can't help myself, because... I have obsession...

His bony fingers caressed Shang Shanze's porcelain-white cheeks, Chu Ming's eyes were slightly dark, his fingertips were slightly tightened, but he was still silent, and he let go after a while, avoiding unanswered questions and opening his mouth.

"During this time, you have to accept my training. Also,"

Hatsune took out a thin card from the book she was flipping through, "Go to this."

"Underground club?"

After receiving the card, the weird and mysterious pink font spread over the pure black, Shanze frowned somewhat displeased, but felt relieved when she looked up and saw Chu Ming's beautiful and sharp eyes, she nodded Head, completely trusting, "Okay."

"It will hurt, it will hurt, it will be dangerous."

Touching the fluffy hair on top of Shanze's head, seeing her obediently lying on his lap like a small animal, Zang Jin's eyes were gentle, "Are you afraid?"

"Do not."

Shan Ze tightly held the big hand that fell on his cheek, and his cold voice was like jade, like warm jade dyed with fireworks, mixed with a trace of affection, "You are here."

Yes, I'm here, Hatsina is holding Shanzawa's hand, his eyes are far-reaching, everything will be fine...

The moonlight outside the window is cool and the room is warm...

The next morning was lazy, Sakura was lying on the table with her eyes half-closed, her eyes drooping unfocused, the deep pain that had tormented her all night still remained in the back of her mind, really, she chuckled lightly like self-deprecating, really.

"Sakura?" Xiaopengxiang's concerned voice came from next to my ear, "Are you okay? Why are you so listless?"

"Well, I'm fine, I just didn't get enough sleep."

Sakura buried her head in her arms, her voice was muffled, but she was really tired. Xiao Pengxiang breathed a sigh of relief, and resumed her usual joking, "Sakura, you must have been infected by Echizen, right? That's great. Is your good student dozing off in class too?"

"Well……"

The answer to her was already a murmur that was almost falling asleep, Xiao Pengxiang curled her lips and turned around without disturbing her.

And at this time, Sakura, who was lying on the ground, naturally did not notice the thoughtful gaze beside her.

Echizen raised his head, half-opened his eyes, and looked at Sakurano's side face with pouring long hair indifferently, his wandering gaze paused at the light-colored scar on her left wrist that had moved a little.

The sunlight outside the window shone in strands, covering her sleeping face and his peaceful gaze. The time was just right, and the morning light was beautiful.

"Get out of the way..."..."No, you can't..."...

"Don't...please..."...

The broken sound and light and shadow flashed alternately, the swaying figure was just a blurred film, and even the sound was intermittent and could not be connected...

"Ding ding - ding ding" the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Sakura opened her eyes suddenly, and there were star spots in her eyes...

"Yeah..."

There was a light sound of the iron door being pushed open behind him, Sakura turned her head in surprise, and unexpectedly found an uninvited guest who had entered her territory by mistake.

"Echizen? Why are you here?"

An extremely magnificent and magnificent canvas was displayed in front of Echizen, and the overlapping sea of ​​cherry blossoms captured everyone's astonishment.

"Is it beautiful?"

Sakura pointed to the canvas behind her, raised her lips slightly, but her eyes were dim, "'Sea of ​​Cherry Trees'."

"'Sea of ​​Cherry Trees'?" Hearing Sakurano's words, Echizen realized that there was still a blank wall behind Sakurano, which must be an unfinished part.

"Well, Sakura... means clusters of cherry trees. I heard that part of the murals here was painted for me by another person. Unfortunately, she hasn't finished the painting yet, so she has no chance to start painting again."

Sakura skillfully took out the paint from the corner, and explained to Echizen while writing.

Hearing this, and taking a closer look, sure enough, if you look closely at the mural, you can still distinguish the different painting styles of the two people.

One is wanton, the other is exquisite;

Moreover, in the softer paintings, there is some deliberate blank space in each clump of cherry blossoms, which makes people a little confused.

"So, why did you come here?" Sakura continued to ask her questions while writing.

After hearing the words, Echizen withdrew his gaze from staring at the mural, found a place to sit down, cast a dim glance at Sakurano, but said lazily, "Sleep."

"Sleeping here? You really know how to find a place."

Sakura was slightly surprised, then smiled lightly, then stopped talking, and swiped her brush with a smile.

Echizen looked at it for a while, and finally lay down, his slightly narrowed eyes occasionally glanced at Sakura who was concentrating on brushing.

With a slender body and a huge and gorgeous masterpiece, every stroke of hers contains an extraordinarily beautiful beauty, which made the young man's gaze freeze for a long time, unmoving, hidden surprise.

So, two people, under the gentle breeze in the afternoon.

One is lying on the side, the other is standing; one is splashing ink, and the other is watching from the sidelines, with light strokes and slight movements in the eyes.The person who paints and the person who sees the painting are in harmony with each other, self-contained, and the person in the painting.

"Hey, Ryoma...?"

After a while, when the breeze picked up, she murmured...

"Well, huh?"

After a while, with the sound of flowers falling, he responded gently...

I don't know whose whispers blow away the wind, and lightly open, I don't know, whose heart.

It was getting late, and there was a soft sound behind him. Sakura turned her head and stared at Echizen's quietly leaving figure. After a while, she retracted her gaze again, and her eyes were glued to the sea of ​​cherry blossoms in front of her. horn.

The paintbrush moves subconsciously in the hand, pouring the indelible longing and hope in the bottom of my heart and in the painting.

"I'm trying to remember, is that you?"

Opening her mouth softly, Sakura leaned over to kiss the dazzling blank space on the canvas, her eyes overflowed with delicate treasures, she smiled with the most secretive and gentlest way.

"Mother."