I didn't expect you to be such a bear Er!

Although I have never said it, but as a girl who has her own heart, she will always subconsciously de-beautify the person she loves.

This is a kind of gentle and blind trust, but sometimes it can also become a cruel and sharp blade.

So when Qiandai saw Fuji Zhouzhu lying on his back on the verdant tennis court in an almost embarrassed posture, Qiandai actually didn't want to believe it.

Different from the firmness in the past, emotion made her want to believe that Fujisuke would stand up, but reason told her that Fujisuke was really going to give up.

No one knows Fuji Shusuke better than Chidai Nishikori, because they are essentially the same person.

The two people who can't be attached to anything, enjoy the momentary stimulation, always think that the result is not important, and the process that makes the heart beat faster is their pursuit of something.

The dead cannot be chased, and what is lost is destined to be lost. There may be regrets, but they can be forgotten in a blink of an eye.

To put it mildly, this kind of mentality is open-minded and easygoing, but to put it badly, it is indifferent and perfunctory.

Yes, perfunctory.

Fuji Zhousuke can indeed work hard for the national competition, but all these efforts are guaranteed on the premise that he can do it.

He never wants to push the limits, because he is so talented that he can stand out from the crowd with only a part of it.

He has never been persecuted, only he persecutes others, so this kind of nonduality is in the final analysis the same as some people who rely on their talents and do whatever they want.

Qiandai is actually the same, but she is lucky to have found a dream that she can work hard for.

Instead of him...

Qiandai sighed and looked at the bruised young man on the side of the field with regret and regret in her heart.

No, he hasn't found it yet.

Things turned around in the end.

The reason is that Echizen Ryoma, the boy with a proud talent in tennis came to the court and said a word to Fuji, and then Qiandai saw Fuji and finally started to be serious.

The triple return has evolved, and even created a fifth return shot, watching the blood and vitality overflowing for the first time on that court, like a real exhausted for a dream but unwilling to give up Qiandai is actually very happy.

This kind of non-duality is more real than the gentle-smiling young man she saw before, but somewhere in Qiandai's heart is still sighing quietly.

Not enough, no two.

not enough.

In the end, he still lost. Even though he wanted to turn the tide in the end, tennis finally dealt a hard blow to that proud young man.

Tell him, look, if you don't take me to heart, I can make you fall flat.

It was a crushing defeat. For Budu who was serious for the first time, this narrow defeat with only one goal is indeed an unspeakable fiasco.

So he cried.

For the first time, that genius who seemed to be careless about everything, everything in a kind of indifferent way to control the overall situation, Buer Zhouzhu cried.

The chestnut soft hair was covered with a snow-white towel, as if there was snow on top of his head, covering the boy's face, only a shadow told the boy that this place was safe and no one could see it.

So the boy cried, and his smile dropped, tears dripping down his clenched fists.quietly.

The members of Qingxue did not dare to go forward, they could only look at Qiandai helplessly.

Qiandai walked towards the boy, step by step, in this oppressive atmosphere, as if stepping on the apex of her heart, and then slowly squatted down, pressing her cheek against the boy's knee, the warmth of her skin.

Sensing the momentary stiffness of the young man, the girl turned her head sideways, not letting anyone notice her face that had started to shed tears, and she said without making a sound, "It doesn't matter. Because Zhou Zhu won't lose the same way again, Isn't it?"

I am very happy, Fuji Shusuke who is serious.

Unfortunately, Fuji Shusuke has reservations.

Sad, wronged and painful Fuji Shusuke.

☆、Chapter58, special