[Comprehensive] When you become a native Mary Sue

"I won't be so fragile." Having said that, Atobe hesitated, and put his hands around her waist.

"I know," Liuli's voice reached his ears softly, with a faint smile, like coaxing a child, "You are the gorgeous Keigo Atobe."

"I'm just..." He closed his eyes, hugged her tightly, and said a little tiredly, "I'm not reconciled, that's all."

Still, not reconciled.Even after defeating Tezuka Kunimitsu by such means, he still lost.

This summer, for the proud son of heaven, Atobe Keigo, is extraordinarily cruel.Two rare failures in more than ten years, but separated by a month.

How can you be content?Everyone in Bingdi has put in dozens of times more effort than ordinary people, but they can't even touch the threshold of the national competition.The goal set two years ago, the result of the third year is even more embarrassing.

Keigo Atobe, who is carrying the expectations of 200 people, is only 15 years old.

Liuli knew that he was strong enough and didn't need someone else's solution.She was just innocent and wanted to give him a hug.

For Keigo Atobe, a hug is enough.

"Liuli..." Her long hair fell in front of her eyes, and Atobe called her name softly with her eyes half closed.

"What?" She turned her head, but only saw the top of his head.

"It's nothing..." He shook his head with a smile in his tone.

The opponent's eyelashes brushed Liuli's neck inadvertently.The roots of her ears turned red quietly.

"Go back quickly," Liuli stood up, "It's been too long here, they should be waiting impatiently."

"You know?" Atobe leaned on the sofa and looked at her with a smile.

"It's not your style to go out in tracksuits," she also laughed, "Now it's just right to go back and have lunch with everyone."

Because of an inexplicable phone call, although she was very touched, she didn't want to waste his time.

"If you're really uncomfortable," he opened the door, turning back a little worriedly, "go to see a doctor."

"Okay," she nodded, her smile widened, "don't worry about me."

"Also," Atobe cleared his throat uncomfortably with his back to Ruri, "The tennis club is going to go to Karuizawa for a camp."

He turned his head and told her casually, "If you're free, you can come and relax."

"If you have time," she tilted her head, "I will definitely go."

The two went downstairs side by side and walked to the door of the office building.

In the LME Arts Agency where people come and go, the two are still attracting attention.

"Don't go out," he looked at the big sun outside the door, and smiled jokingly: "I didn't bring a parasol."

"I'm not so fragile." Liuli was a little dumbfounded.

"I will feel distressed." He raised his eyebrows, turned his head and raised the corners of his mouth at her.

"Okay," Liu Li glanced at him, and gently pushed him a step away, "Don't block the door, go back quickly."

"Crossing the river and destroying the bridge." Atobe poked her forehead narrowly, put his hand in the pocket of his trousers, and walked out leisurely with his long legs.

"You're childish..." Liuli rubbed her forehead and muttered in a low voice, with a slight smile on her lips.

"Liuli," Director Zhongze in the hall called her with a smile, "Is that pretty young man a friend who came to see you?"

Mukai and Uchiyama at the reception stopped what they were doing and listened.

"Yes, friend." Liuli bowed slightly and replied with a smile.

"It's nice to be young," Director Nakazawa blinked meaningfully, "I'm sorry for so many young people in our singer department."

"Really, director," she pursed her lips and shook her head, "you're making fun of me again."

Back on the third floor, Ryoko Takahashi was already in the lounge.

"I went to buy lunch," she pointed to the lunch box on the table, "let's take a rest after eating."

"I'm not hungry," Liuli leaned halfway on the sofa, "Miss Liangzi eat first."

"Then how can I do that?" Liangzi pushed the bento in front of her, "Skipping meals is bad for your health."

"Mr. Takao agrees to let you rest today, and re-record tomorrow." She stuffed the chopsticks into Liuli's hands, "After lunch, you can go to the hospital to see Baoshu."

"You eat first," Liuli picked up the phone on the table, "I'll make a call."

"It's Liuli," Chengyi's father's slightly tired voice came through the phone, "What's wrong?"

"Has the result of Baoshu's physical examination come out?" She unconsciously clenched her phone tightly, feeling very nervous.

"Just did all the inspections, and it turned out to be out in the afternoon, don't worry." Chengyi's father leaned against the wall at the end of the corridor where Liuli couldn't see, and let out a long sigh.

"How is work today?" He asked his daughter with concern.

"It's not bad..." Liuli felt a little guilty, "You can rest in the afternoon, and I'll go to the hospital in a while."

"Remember to eat lunch," Dad enjoined earnestly, "Eat more."

"Preparing to eat," she said with a smile, "Miss Liangzi has already bought the bento."

After hanging up the phone, she let go of her heart that had been hanging around a lot.

After hastily eating, Liuli rushed to the hospital.

"Mom and Baoshu are both asleep," Chengyi's father sat on the chair and smiled at her, "You should go to bed and sleep too..."

Miaozi's mother probably just finished the blood transfusion, and fell asleep on the hospital bed with Baoshu in her arms.

"Dad, let's go to sleep." Liuli looked at him with blue eye sockets and looked very haggard, "I'm not sleepy."

"I'm going to wash my face, and the inspection report will be out soon." He stood up and smiled at him comfortingly, "Sit down for a while."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the lighter that was at hand, gently opened the door and walked out.

Liuli sat on a chair, lying on the hospital bed, looking at Baoshu who had fallen asleep.His face was still a little pale, but he slept soundly.

Taeko's mother woke up in a daze, and patted her head lovingly.

With Liuli's cheek pressed against her hand, drowsiness gradually came up, and she slowly fell asleep.

When she woke up, almost an hour had passed, but Chengyi's father was not in the room.

Where will he be before he arrives at the hospital for work in the afternoon?

Thinking of his two sighs on the phone and in the ward, Liuli always felt something was wrong.

After tucking in the quilt for mother and Baoshu, she walked out lightly.

Passing through the empty corridor, only the conversation room with the TV was heard, she walked over to take a look, but Chengyi's father was not there.

Remembering the lighter she was holding in her hand when she left, she turned around and walked up the slightly dark stairs of the inpatient department until she reached the fifth floor, and then opened the door leading to the roof.

The sunshine in July was extremely venomous, covering her right hand in front of her eyes, Liuli looked around for the shadow of Chengyi's father.

He sat in the shade, staring at the barbed wire surrounding the roof in a daze, with half an unburned cigarette still in his hand.

On the ground, there are dozens of cigarette butts.

Chengyi's father often smoked when he was young, but he never smoked in front of his children.Later, with the frail Baoshu, Miaozi's mother's health also deteriorated, and he gradually quit.

The last time I saw him smoking like this was the night of the bankruptcy.

Her footsteps were a little unsteady, her throat was dry and astringent, and her intuition told her that something bad had happened.

"Father..." She wanted to call him as cheerfully as possible, but she realized that the two words seemed to be forced out of her throat.

"Liuli," seeing his daughter who looked unhappy, he frantically cleaned up the cigarette butts on the floor, looking for something to say: "How did you sleep?"

"What happened?" She walked to Chengyi's father and knelt down.

"The smell of smoke is too strong here," he looked at her disapprovingly, "you go there first."

"Tell me," Liuli hugged her knees, tilted her head and looked at Chengyi's father, "you'll know sooner or later."

"It's okay." The hand that picked up the cigarette butt paused, Makoto Matsuuchi wanted to pat his daughter's head, but looked at the ashes on his fingers and put it back, "Don't worry."

She didn't speak, just looked at him steadily.

After a stalemate for a long time, Chengyi's father finally compromised.

"During the examination today," he wrapped the packed cigarette butts in a tissue, frowning deeply, "the doctor suspected that... Baoshu may have a blood disease."

"What... what..." Her face suddenly turned pale.

"It's a lie," she grabbed Chengyi's father's wrist, eager to get support from him, and her voice turned into tears, "Baoshu is just weaker, isn't it—"

"It's really a misunderstanding, maybe..." Makoto Matsuuchi comforted her and himself in this way.

The two were silent for a long time, feeling very depressed.

Liuli followed Chengyi's father downstairs to get the report card. Every time she went down a floor, and every step she took, the fear and worry in her heart would add up.

"Acute myeloid leukemia", accompanied by the doctor's clear voice, the sword of Damocles above his head fell down.

Makoto Matsuuchi seemed to have aged ten years in an instant, and his straight back suddenly collapsed.

Despite this, he calmly began to discuss hospitalization and treatment with the doctor.

Liuli stood behind him, her face was expressionless, but her tears rushed out.

The heart beat faster and faster, hitting the eardrums one after another, and finally roaring in the mind.

The headache was about to explode, and the smell of blood filled his throat, as if he opened his mouth and blood would gush out.

She supported the wall until her knuckles turned white, her legs had no strength, and she still had to force herself to stand up straight.

Can't, can't make Dad worry, she bit her lower lip tightly, her face like gold paper.

"Are you okay?" The doctor standing opposite asked her abnormality.

"I...it's okay..." The sentence was broken into pieces, trying to force himself to smile, but failed.

"It's okay..." The nails of her right hand were firmly embedded in her palm, she wiped away more and more tears, and tried her best to appease Chengyi's father, "You guys continue talking, I'll go back first."

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