Wang Wang's dream color

In the trials, the final round of the rematch and closed additional training were held in this newly built new training center, which is remote and sparsely populated.

In addition to the complete training facilities and ubiquitous monitors in the huge center, it is difficult to find active golfers or staff members, especially at night when the twilight is getting darker and the night is rising.

The courts used for free practice are empty at the moment, only the incandescent lights hanging high at the corners are on. Sakura slows her breath and slowly runs around the fence of the court. The figure in black sportswear looks slender from a distance. thin.

After running for a long time, she closed her eyes and slowly adjusted her breathing while running at a constant speed, but there was a "clang" sound in her ears.

Sakura opened her eyes and looked around, and met the lonely figure standing a few steps away from her at the corner of the side net that perfectly blended into the blind corner of the light.

Because the unwavering gaze stayed on her for too long, Sakura thought for a while, slowed down and stopped beside No. 1, panting slightly and smiling lightly.

"are you looking for me?"

"I'm in the underground ball club of 'Ghost Skull'."

No. 1 finally spoke, with a particularly clear tone, like a mountain spring flowing, clear, cool, and clean.

That pair of clear eyes that no one could see finally fell on Ying Nao, extremely focused.

"That day, you were very funny."

"Oh? Is this a compliment?"

Sakura's eyebrows and eyes fluttered, hiding the strange look in her eyes when she heard "ghost skull", she only smiled slightly, with a little laziness.

"Thank you."

"We could have played against each other, but you lost."

No. 1's gaze was still fixed on Sakura Nao's changing eyes, and his clear voice was calm, but Sakura Nao was stunned by the few words he uttered.

"You are..."

Before Sakurano could call out the name that he had glanced at before, No. 1 suddenly took a step forward and spoke decisively.

"So come on now."

"why..."

If you want to fight, you will meet in the official game in a few days. Even if you are a militant, why wait until now... Sakura looked around, the empty stadium, the dark night...

"You look...interesting now."

The voice of No. 1 came from next to her ear, and Sakura followed his gaze and lowered her head to look, only to see a few wisps of unsightly mist on her fingertips steaming and dissipating under the light.

"Like that day."

Sakura knew that he was referring to her disintegration and loss of control on the stage at the ball club, but.

"Can you see it?"

She grabbed her fingers, and no one but herself could see the escaping mist before it took its full form.

Hearing her question, No. 1 was silent for a while, and handed over a wooden racket for training that he brought from the storage room.

"One ball."

He said that the clean tone is clear to the end.

"Hit a ball. I'll tell you."

Sakura looked at the eyes that were extremely clear but could not see through the color, her smile faded, and she didn't move.

The evening wind blew, adding a bit of coolness to the silence between the two of them.

After a long time, Sakura took the racket, turned around and walked into the empty court.

She was also a little curious about No. 1's strength, because he didn't look like the person she had caught a glimpse of that day...that's why she didn't recognize him in the past few days.

Whether it is an enemy or a friend, whether it is a holy or a demon, you always have to look at it.

but--

Two 10 minutes later.

Ying is propped on the ground with one hand, half kneeling on the ground, big drops of sweat dripping down her cheeks, blown by the evening wind, seeping into the coldness of her heart and lungs.

She didn't think about it.

would be the result.

Standing on the opposite side not far away, No. 1 looked at the figure who was knelt down on the ground in a bit of embarrassment, and the hazy mist was uncontrollably escaping from the whole body. His face was still expressionless, but the clarity in his eyes brought some inexplicable Light and dark projection.

Sakura endured the convulsions all over her body, and raised her eyes to look at the figure standing quietly on the opposite side.

Out of various fears, she did not use the ball in the brief match just now, and No. 1 also did not use the ball.

In the large-scale running, her skills also consume more energy.But even so, she never expected that she would be so defenseless.

What's even more frightening is that Sakura clenched her teeth slightly, she always felt the power in her body... it was surging with extra excitement... it was jumping out with great enthusiasm, like... attracted by something.

Why... She looked at the lonely figure facing the light slightly against the light, and the mist in her eyes was because of him... Is it.

"I can see it."

No. 1 approached slowly, his voice was still so clear, with the coolness of the evening wind hidden.

"Why didn't you just use it?"

Sakura restrained the trembling of her body, watching No. 1 actually walked up to her and squatted down, looking at her at the same level, her eyes were clear but not as good as the silhouette of others.

"Because you can't do it yet."

Sakura didn't make a sound, unable to refute No. 1's assertion that there was no wave under the clear tone.

She could see that the person in front of her was interested in her because of the uncontrollable power in her body, even... She looked at the clear light and darkness in those eyes, he was...very familiar with it.

"You are not as interesting as I thought."

He said with a blank face, indifferently watching the fog curling up and imprisoning Sakura who was staring at him in embarrassment, his voice was surprisingly pure and clean.

"It's kind of a pity."

"yes."

Sakura tried her best to hook the corners of her lips, and there was a slight uncontrollable tremor in her shallow voice.

"How can it be...interesting."

"Um..."

No. 1 pondered, and suddenly leaned forward, and the breathing of the two became entangled for a moment.

At a very close distance, Sakura could feel the feeling of almost unrestrained weightlessness in the sudden acceleration of her heartbeat. She curled her fingers slightly, and saw the reflection of herself in the clear eyes of the pair of eyes that were looking at each other. The steaming mist in the pupils.

"Probably, wait until you are not so embarrassed."

In the plain words, Sakura's pupils shrank slightly, and her curled fingers loosened and clenched again. It took a long time for her to calm down, and she slowly laughed.

"Are you... a 'Ghost Skeleton' person?"

She paused, and spoke with some hesitation after No. 1 stood up and turned around.

"For the time being, it counts."

No. 1 did not stop and walked out of the court without stopping.

"There's a lot of, interesting people there. It's nice."

Where the light can't reach, those clear eyes slowly circle around...the strange ink color, strand by strand...transpiration and spread out.

"Worried... tsk."

Still half-kneeling on the ground, wet hair stuck to Ying Nao's face, the evening wind blew past, and it was cold to the bone.

She tried her best to restrain the trembling of her body in the cold from inside and outside, but her eyes were heavy and she didn't know what to think, but the fog around her body finally dissipated slowly, and everything quietly disappeared as if it had never happened.

"Charlotte..."

The low voice of talking to herself disappeared in the wind, and looking again, she was still kneeling there with her head down, hiding in the light and darkness.

"What are you doing here?"

A bright and proud voice broke through the defense line of the cold evening wind, and suddenly sounded in the silence.

Sakura was stunned, turned her head, and saw a bright-colored voice leaning against the gate of the stadium with her chest hugged, with a complexion of three points of impatience, five points of questions, and two points of...hidden concern.

"Run."

After a pause, Sakura stood up slowly while supporting herself with a racket. Her sweaty back was half dry and half cold by the wind at this moment, so cold that she shivered unconsciously.

She turned and walked towards the door, the curve of her lips was still light, but the indifference in her eyes had not faded away, and she still felt a little cold when she looked closely.

"What about you, Yinyin, why did you come out at night?"

Before the sound came back from the glimpse of familiarity and indifference, the smile of the person in front of him had returned to innocence, and even the wink was hidden in the smile...it can't be seen anymore.

Hearing Sakurano's question, the voice's face froze for a moment, then turned his head away, and the arrogant voice was a little unnatural.

"I, can I take a walk?"

As he spoke, he turned around and made a gesture to leave.

"Sound."

"Huh? What?"

Hearing Sakura calling her, Chuyin still didn't turn his head, but the steps under his feet slowed down.

"Do you still hate me?"

"Snapped!"

He paused under his feet, and the stone he kicked unintentionally rolled to the side of the road, breaking the silence between the two of them under the sound of the wind.

Izune turned his head subconsciously, facing Sakurano's calm and flat eyes in the dim light, and inexplicably felt that familiar...blocked feeling in his heart.

"Ah."

She smiled shortly, her voice full of unknowing embarrassment.

"The Lord doesn't even hate you, I have no reason to hate you."

She bit her lip, half laughing at herself... half hooking the corners of her mouth stubbornly.

"But I do blame you, and I won't forgive you."

Sakura was not surprised to hear Izune's answer, she just squeezed her crampy and sore fingers, and walked beside Izune and walked side by side with her.

"Is it because of him?"

Dazed for a moment, Chuyin turned his head to look at the surprisingly calm side face, and remained silent for a while, with a trace of soft helplessness and compromise mixed into his proud eyes.

"Once, I thought it was."

"once?"

"The matter between you and him has nothing to do with me."

Chuyin didn't co-operate with pouring out the process of her change of mind, she just curled her lips with the usual pride on her face.

"Now, I just want to see you turn back into the strong man who deserves to be my eternal opponent."

Chu Yin didn't look at Sakura Nao who was aside, but raised his head, and through the few faintly visible stars above his head, he looked at the long-awaited but never-fading memory.

"Stand on top and be a star."

"Star..."

Sakura was slightly startled, she glanced at the voice raised her head, and slightly tightened the hand holding her wrist, after a long while, a faint smile appeared in her eyes.

Along the way, neither of them spoke again, but the silence was surprisingly gentle and beautiful.

Maybe, we can't and won't go back to the way we used to be. Complaints or nostalgia, or the coming relief, won't stop us from running towards our promises and dreams.

At the same time, day and night are reversed, on the other side of the ocean.

"call..."

After the plane landed, Echizen followed the flow of people out of the airport, looked at the crowd of all shapes and sizes around him, pressed down on the brim of his hat, and walked towards the nameplate with his name on it.

But what he didn't know was that shortly after he walked out of the airport, another sneaky figure came out and joined the same hiding person.

"The kid didn't see it?"

"No, absolutely not."

"Then, hurry up! What are you dawdling about, brat!"

"...It's you who are dawdling!"