[Net King] That man?The girl!

"You made it all by yourself?" Yukimura looked at the dishes on the table with some surprise.

"Well, give it a try." There's never going to be another chance, so by the time I come to my senses, I've done so much.

Yukimura tasted it, and then praised with a gentle smile, "It tastes good."

"Then eat more."

After I finished speaking, Yukimura put down his chopsticks, "Don't worry."

"Huh?" The sudden change of subject made me unable to react immediately.

"Your intention to pull me out today, I understand," Yukimura looked straight at me, his blue-purple eyes, under the light, were like wrinkled spring water, half river rustling and half river red, "don't worry so much."

"Hmm." I answered seriously.

Looking at me, Yukimura raised the corner of his mouth and looked at me with his hands on his head, naturally with a half-joke, "I wanted to tell you a long time ago, but Kanfeng, you tried so hard to comfort me, it's so, cute, cute , too."

I felt a little helpless, "Yukimura..."

After Yukimura laughed, he restrained his expression, "Although I didn't achieve the third consecutive championship of Haida, and I also lost to Echizen Ryoma, but," his voice was faint, "I wouldn't be willing to lose a game Discouraged, don't you have so little confidence in me?"

"No." I know that you will stand up from failure without hesitation, stand up to a higher place again, failure is not your obstacle, but a stepping stone for you to climb the peak, but I just ...distressed.

"Didn't you ask me what tennis is to me? I also answered you, without tennis, I have nothing," Yukimura's tone was a kind of coldness that did not make people pitiful at all, "So , How could such a failure make me shrink back?"

In an instant, the feeling of despair seemed to envelop me through the air, like a fish leaving the water and almost unable to breathe.However, I gritted my teeth fiercely, stretched out my hand, covered his hand on the table, and held it tightly, "You not only came back to win, you also came back to play tennis."

The son of God who regards tennis as life, the encounter with tennis is not only for the obsession with victory, but also for never giving up in this game of life that blooms in midsummer.

Yukimura was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, like flowers blooming, like rain falling, like other beautiful things in life.

Holding my hand back, he smiled with unprecedented tenderness, "Maybe it is like this," paused, "What about you, what do you play tennis for?"

'In order to brush up the plot. 'Danmaku-jun brushed out a line of blood-red characters in my mind.

'Banmaku, you are enough. '

'Okay, okay, I don't say it, actually I think you have thrown the saying that you play tennis for the plot to the sky, and the completion of the plot depends on good luck, or the choice of the protagonist? '

I don’t want to pay attention to the barrage gentleman who swipes the screen. I thought about it carefully. Although I will do my best to win the game now, in fact, I train hard all the time and work hard on the field. After all, it is because of...

"To walk together along the way, to win together."

Along the way, you have taught me too much, love for tennis, care for my peers, dedication to victory, never give up and never give up.

I really want to keep walking together like this, but such a wish is too big...

"Huh?" The expression on Yukimura's face changed, "What happened?"

It was only then that I realized that there were too many unconscious expressions on my face, I withdrew my hand, and I turned my head slightly, "I will fly back to China the day after tomorrow."

"When will you come back? The summer vacation is coming to an end, and if you don't come back soon, you won't be able to catch up with the start of school."

I am silent.

So, Yukimura's question with a smile suddenly stopped, as sharp as he immediately realized that there was another explanation for my sentence, but he still confirmed it, "You mean to say, you won't come back?"

In the end, you have to face it and stay, after all, to bid farewell.

I turned around and looked directly into Yukimura's eyes, "Yes, I have to go back to my country to deal with it, probably, I won't go back to Japan again."

"It's impossible to make a hasty decision on such a big matter, and even your father has already left." Yukimura thought for a moment, and his gentle expression gradually disappeared. "Is it already decided before the national competition?" He After a pause, "during the co-camp training, you and I mentioned that we would go sketch together after the national competition, so it was decided after the co-camp training and before the national competition."

I didn't expect this kind of cause and effect at all, but his logic is perfect, so I can't refute it at all. If I knew it would be like this, I wouldn't have mentioned that matter with Yukimura at all.

Probably interpreting my silence as tacit consent, Yukimura's tone was too light to detect emotion, "You missed the appointment."

Yes, I missed the appointment, "I'm sorry..." I lowered my head, the broken hair on my forehead fell down, hiding all my thoughts, feeling so sad and my heart throbbing.

It took a long time, so long that I almost thought that I would not be forgiven, and then I heard a sigh, "I see, when are you going to tell others?"

I looked up suddenly, and saw Yukimura's overly good-looking face with three points of helplessness, showing a gentle expression again, "At least, let's say goodbye."

Regarding this matter, "Minister, I have one thing to ask you."

It was getting late after dinner, so I looked at the sky and asked Yukimura, "I'm staying here tonight?" It's too late to go back to Kanagawa now.

The very spirited Son of God has recovered his fighting strength. He raised his eyebrows with a smile when he heard my question, "Want to sleep with me?"

"Yeah, I want to sleep with you." I let myself go, anyway, it's not the first time to sleep together (?).

Yukimura laughed, "It's so cute to say such things with such a cold expression, Kaze."

It's not all from your 'training', I can still roll my eyes and say, do you want to watch it?

I didn't bother to pay attention to the master who had bad tastes, so I went upstairs first, "I'm going to find a quilt."

"Okay," Yukimura nodded, "I'll call and talk to my family."

That night, I found that compared to the well-behaved sleeping position, the Son of God is very domineering even when he sleeps.

"When will you go back to Kanagawa?" When he woke up the next morning, the young man's face was favored by the light of the sky.

"I'm going to deal with some things here in Tokyo today, and I'll go back to Kanagawa tonight." There is another person who needs to say goodbye.

"it is good."

Watching Yukimura leave until I couldn't even see my back anymore, I leaned against the door, and my eyes moved to the flowing clouds in the sky, the clouds turned into summer, this year's midsummer left too many memories.

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