The colored ball flew heavily to the half court I occupied, I rushed forward and swung the tennis racket in my hand vigorously!

"Smack - pop."

I hit the ball, but the ball hit the net and didn't reach Sanada-kun's half, but stayed on my side.

"More strength." Said Yukimura Seiichi.

……

"Smack - pop!"

Touch the net again!

The first two times I didn't receive the ball from Genichiro Sanada. I received it when I was running a little faster, but I couldn't hit the net frequently.I was a little depressed and couldn't figure out the way out. Yukimura Seichi said that I should not use brute force. Tennis is not a game for barbarians. You have to use ingenuity. If you want to play tennis well, you must like this sport and be passionate about it. , so that I will think about using various methods to practice hard, catch the opponent's tricks, and catch the opponent's tricky ball.

For me now, repeated practice is enough for the basics of getting started, and it is limited to catching the opponent's serve and hitting it back. It is considered good if my physical strength and endurance can keep up.But...my physical strength and endurance seem to be unable to keep up. My brother said that this is the reason for my lack of exercise.

I made a serious mistake today, because I didn't do the warm-up exercise at all, not enough...

I forgot to do it, Genichiro Sanada thought I had done it, and my brother didn't know why, and he didn't let me do it, so that after a certain ball sent to me by Sanada-kun, I tried to catch it. I sprained my ankle... and now I'm sitting on a bench beside me, watching Genichiro Sanada and Seiichi Yukimura fight.

Sanada Genichiro and Yukimura Seiichi used to play matches all the time. As two of the top three giants of the Tachikai University Men's Tennis Club, their strength should not be underestimated, but every time they play a match, the winner is always Yukimura Seiichi.Needless to say, just because Yukimura Seiichi is the minister and Genichiro Sanada is the deputy minister, the difference in strength between the two can be seen.

The situation Genichiro Sanada and Seiichi Yukimura are in right now can be regarded as rivals and friends who love each other and kill each other, right?Sanada-kun wants to surpass his elder brother in the field of tennis, but the pace of progress of the two of them is unexpectedly the same, so they can only maintain the current distance that neither advances nor retreats.

"Clap--"

"Clap--"

"Clap--"

On the court, the small yellow ball kept being hit by Genichiro Sanada and hit back by Seiichi Yukimura.

I sat on a stool at one side and watched Genichiro Sanada and Seiichi Yukimura chasing the ball on the field for 10 minutes, but neither of them showed signs of fatigue , but seemed to be getting more and more excited.

This kind of feeling of wanting to beat an opponent who is similar to my own strength, I think I probably won’t have it on the court. After all, an opponent whose strength is similar to mine must be a rookie, and I don’t have it. The enthusiasm for tennis like my brother can be used to encourage myself to continue to explore and pursue.

"Clap--"

Genichiro Sanada hit a lob!

I watched Seiichi Yukimura take two steps forward, then jump up and swing a big smash!

"Plop la la-"

The corners of Yukimura Seiichi's clothes were blown up by the wind, revealing the white waist and muscles under the sweatshirt. My subconscious gaze wandered from my brother's perfect waist to between his thighs...

then……

Then there is no more.

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……

The sprained ankle was fine, and it wasn't swollen, but I limped along the way back like a limp.Although I was lucky enough to be supported by Murakami, the distance from the tennis court to my home was not too close, so it was a bit difficult for me to walk.

Originally, Yukimura Seichi was going to carry me back, but I thought it would be a big deal to be carried back with such a small injury, so I firmly refused and did not accept it. As a result, we returned home after we parted ways with Genichiro Sanada. Jingshi had a good meal.

At night, my brother put two ice packs on my ankles and rubbed the sprained area for me a few times. Then he poked my head and said that I didn’t know how to lie down on the bed and hugged me.

At first, I was worried that Seiichi Yukimura didn't vent what happened yesterday, and that my brother must have stuffed it in his stomach and was going to torment me today, but Seiichi Yukimura didn't do anything tonight.

At night, the fluorescent light in the room was turned off, and the desk lamp on the low cabinet beside the bed was also turned off. The room was so dark that I couldn’t see anything. I was held in my brother’s arms, and I stared blankly at Yukimura Seiichi’s Face,

His face was hidden in the dull black, and I could only make out the outline of my brother's face.

If there was a window in my room, the moonlight would still slant into the room and cast a silver glow all over the floor, but the window was blocked by Yukimura Seichi... When the door was closed, the room was really dark.

I went to the tennis court today, and I felt that my brother treated me very gently. Could it be that begging my brother to teach me how to play tennis is poking into the soft spot of his heart?Or is it partly because of Genichiro Sanada?

Can't figure it out.Maybe it's a little bit of both.

"What are you looking at me for? Why don't you go to bed quickly." Maybe I stared at it for too long, Yukimura Seiichi didn't open his eyes, but he already felt my gaze: "Your legs are not good, so don't exercise vigorously tonight. "

"..." I was like a thief who pried the window of someone else's house to steal something. After hearing the sound of the master returning the key and turning the door lock, I immediately jumped out of the window and hid in the grass under the window sill. Eyes closed, mouth tightly closed as if with a zipper, not daring to make any more noises, for fear of attracting the slightest attention from the other party.

For a moment, the room was silent except for the sound of breathing.

……

When I woke up the next morning, my ankle was not swollen, and I didn't feel any pain or discomfort when I stepped on the ground through the bottom of the slippers. Then I was able to jump like a rabbit again.

I thought about a lot of things last night, wondering if I should also dabble in what Yukimura Seiichi likes, integrate into his thoughts, try to like what Yukimura Seiichi loves, then we will resonate produced, and then...

However, no matter how I think about it, I feel that it is impossible for me to upgrade my status to the same height as Genichiro Sanada, and it is impossible to occupy the same position as Genichiro Sanada in Yukimura Seiichi's mind, so even if I like to play tennis, to like Painting, loving taking care of plants, and being me is not going to change anything.

I'm surprised that I want to change my position in Yukimura Seiichi's heart. Is it because of the tenderness Yukimura Seiichi showed to me yesterday, which was short-lived?It makes me feel that he has turned back to the elder brother who loved me, cherished me, pampered me, and would carry all his mistakes on his shoulders?

The current Yukimura Seiichi is no longer the elder brother he used to be, not anymore.Even if he cares about me inadvertently, helps me, and treats me well, he will no longer be the elder brother he used to be.

My brain must be broken, I still harbor the hope that Yukimura Seiichi will change back, hoping that what I have experienced this year is nothing more than a nightmare, and everything will be back to normal when I wake up from the dream look...

Looking at the viscous white liquid in my hand, I turned on the faucet and slowly rubbed my hands to clean it.

It seems that I was too naive.

"to be continued"

The author has something to say: explain, male morning X...

Paragraph26 Ball Skills Conference

——>> "I looked around, everyone was sitting in their respective positions, and there was no one more person in any piece... So what about Chun?"

I entered the school with Yukimura Seiichi, and was sent all the way to the gate of the middle school class by him. Only then did my brother say goodbye to me with a smile, and walked away with his back.

Before I could go to my seat and sit down, several girls from the same class gathered around my desk and chattered.

"Natsume-san, you are so lucky! You are lucky to have such a gentle brother, Senior Village!"

"That's right! We're all so envious!"

"Senior Yukimura is so kind to you, Natsume-san, he takes you to the door of the class every day before leaving. He must like you as a sister very much, right?"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaible? I'm so jealous of you, Natsume! If my brother is half as good as Mr. Komura-senpai, I'll be satisfied! No, no, one third? One quarter is enough!"

"..."

I took out the necessary daily literary utensils and books from my schoolbag and put them on the desk, then raised my head and listened to them patiently with a smile on my face.

It’s not that I don’t want to get involved in their topics, but that I simply don’t know how to answer their envy, jealousy and hatred, because sending me to the door of the class every day is just one of the games that my brother plays endlessly. .

When it was just the two of us at home, he bossed me around like an emperor, but when he arrived at school, Seiichi Yukimura would show another look, playing the best role of a "big brother who loves his sister" in front of everyone ...

Yukimura Seiichi is an acting school, because in the past three years of our country, he has never stopped performing this performance, and it is still going on, and he does not mean to see him getting tired of playing.I think if Yukimura Seichi goes to enter the entertainment industry, he will

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