HBWnovel Chapter 381
Chapter 381
After pondering for a while, I looked up at Yukimura, "Then, I have someone I really like."
For a moment, I thought Yukimura's flawless face was frozen, but I was obviously wrong.Raising the corners of his lips, his tone was more gentle, "It turns out that Ryoma already has someone he likes, who is it?"
I said bluntly, "My seniors."
I will be lonely if I don't see them, the place where they are, Qingxue, has become my paradise now, isn't it?
After a moment of silence, Yukimura burst out laughing.I have never seen him smile so happily, that face, like thousands of flowers blooming in an instant...
"Hehe, I almost forgot, Ryoma is the same as me before~"
After laughing for a while, he put away the pruning tools and pulled me over to sit beside him.
"Let me think back, what else could I have in my eyes besides tennis and teammates?" Muttering to himself, Yukimura looked at me with squinted eyes and smiled, "Yes, there is another kind of The one you can't escape—a rare match."
"A good rival for life will be lonely without it; it must be a lot of fun to compete with him in the same field!"
Quietly looking at these purple pupils, the atmosphere between us changed in the blink of an eye.
As if standing on the court across the net, Yukimura, who was wearing Lihai yellow and black sportswear on his shoulders, slowly raised his tennis racket and pointed at me with a powerful momentum that was completely different from usual, "At the National Tennis Competition, I Waiting for you, Ryoma."
Putting the racket on my shoulders, I smiled mischievously, "Is it wrong? I should be waiting for you."
The smiles that bloom like thousands of flowers bloom again.When he came back to his senses, there was still a snow-white ward in front of him, and Yukimura had already embraced him in his arms.
Covering his chest with his head covered, he smelled the faint scent of lavender on his clothes, couldn't see the expression on Yukimura's face, and vaguely heard his soft low laughter, "I really like you, Ryoma~"
Yukimura's hug made me somewhat embarrassed.I was not expecting such a response to a challenging conversation.Although it feels like being treated like a child, it is impossible to refuse.I can't bear Kikumaru Momoki's crazy hug, let alone Yukimura who lives in the hospital.Well, to be honest, I was secretly a little happy.
With itchy hands, he was hesitating whether to take this opportunity to hug him back, when he heard a "cough" coming from the door.
"I'm back." Letting go of his hand, Yukimura raised his head and smiled at the man, "It will be soon."
Turning my head, I was a little thankful that I didn't have time to move just now.
With a stern face, Sanada stepped forward and handed the napkin to Yukimura, "It's almost time, and we should go back to the dormitory. With me in everything, you can recover with peace of mind."
"It's been hard work for you, Sanada." Yukimura's smile was as warm as a spring breeze, "When you recover, leave it to me."
"Then, please take care, see you next time." After slightly nodding to Yukimura, Sanada glared at me.Only then did I realize that "we" actually included me.
After saying goodbye to the hospital, I glanced at the face on the door beside me.I always feel that staying with this unsmiling guy is like burying a dissatisfaction.Talk nonsense and relax.Probably my mind was still immersed in the atmosphere of the previous conversation, I blurted out and asked, "How is your minister's tennis level?"
After a moment of silence, Sanada said, "Do you know my nickname on the tennis court?"
You know, isn't it the "emperor"?His nickname makes me uncomfortable every time I hear it, and not just because it sounds crazy.
Speaking of which, I don't know who gave me such a vulgar nickname that was taken advantage of by others.Relatively speaking, I would rather they call me Ultraman or Super Saiyan... (Author: Brat!)
"Emperor, even if he stands on the top of all living beings and is called the king of kings, he is nothing more than a mortal." Without looking at me, Sanada's eyes looking into the distance were a little blank, "Do you know Yukimura's nickname on the tennis court?"
have no idea.I shake my head.What nickname could be more attractive than the emperor?Taishanghuang?
Glancing at me sideways, Sanada casually spit out three words: "Son of God."
I grin.What does it mean that there is no craziest, only crazier?If you dare to use such a nickname, you must have the consciousness of being beaten into a pig's head!However, if the object is Yukimura—why do you think it is quite suitable? !
Waking up from contemplation, I found that the atmosphere suddenly became very quiet.Looking at Gu Zi's striding forward Sanada, I suddenly thought of something, "Where's Xiao Hui?"
"I met an acquaintance when I went out, and I asked him to take it back." He replied dryly, as if he was too stingy to say a word.
Does he have many acquaintances here?You can meet them wherever you go.Although I still have doubts, I tactfully shut up.It is estimated that the door face also hates talkative people.
The two of them walked to the subway station without talking.
Although it is not the rush hour for commuting, the crowd is still crowded.The abundance of nightlife in the Tokyo area and the poverty of land per capita in Japan are fully reflected here.
Inside the subway car.
I'm a little embarrassed because the situation is eerily similar to the first time I met the Minister.
Being short is a disadvantage. The tall Sanada only stood behind me, and with a slight lift of his arm, he blocked the crowded crowd outside. Protected status for the weak.
I looked around helplessly, and through the gaps in the crowd, I found that there were only a few people in the next carriage.Without thinking too much, I moved over immediately.
"Those boys dared to play tricks under our noses, and their heads were kicked by donkeys."
A few guys occupying the middle seat of the car, exuding a fierce look, are not good at first glance.Listening to their words as if no one else was there, one can suddenly understand why no one wants to come to this car even if the other cars are crowded.
"The leader, Nohara, may have to stay in the hospital for a few more months. You punched him in the stomach so viciously. Seeing how he couldn't get up for a long time, his internal organs must have been broken. Hahaha~"
"You kid is really poisonous. Those few feet you stepped on Hanoi's face, I guess he can only use dentures for the rest of his life~"
"If you want to break ground on Tai Sui, the territory of our Yamaguchi-gumi, you must have the consciousness to get that fate!"
Finally squeezed out of the crowd, exhaled foul air, picked a seat at random in the empty compartment and sat down, pressing down on the brim of his hat, putting his hands in his trouser pockets, closing his eyes and resting his mind.
I don't want to get in trouble.It's just that I'd rather face gangsters or gangsters alone than being overwhelmed by a large crowd.
But the door panel face immediately sat next to me, without any hesitation.Obviously, this person cannot be measured by the standards of ordinary people.
The behavior of the two of us was very different in the eyes of shrinking or fear, which obviously attracted the attention of those people.
"Look, the two students are quite courageous."
"A kid like this who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, as long as he suffers a little bit, he will cry and go home to find his mother~"
"Wait." A slightly hoarse voice stopped the rest of the conversation.Then, footsteps gradually approached.
He opened his eyes and raised the brim of his hat to look over, and saw a person walking towards Sanada, staring straight at him.This man has a face as severe as a knife, and a shallow scar between his eyebrows adds to his evil spirit.
Sure enough, you still can't avoid trouble?Quietly straightened up, I focused my attention on his actions.How can I say that the door face is now considered a teammate in the training camp, I can't see him suffer, right?
Walking up to Sanada with a serious face, he suddenly bowed ninety degrees, "Hello, Mr. Xiao!"
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