[King of Nets_Trails] Birds and Fish

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When I was 23, Ryuya Echizen won his first Grand Slam.

At that time, tennis monthly magazines were full of reports about him, and they exaggeratedly said that he was a rare tennis genius in the tennis world.Those reporters have always spoken so exaggeratedly. I heard that there were surprisingly many tennis talents in Keigo Atobe's class. It can be said that a hundred flowers bloomed that year.But there are only a few people who really go to work.

He was never extraordinary.

That year I graduated for one year.

The classmates around me were too busy looking for a job, and I opened a studio with Yukimura Seiichi, and our first art exhibition came to a successful conclusion.

After breaking up with Echizen Juna, Yukimura Seiichi gave up studying law for four years and decided to dedicate his life to art instead.The man was gentle and stubborn, he told me: After so many years, he found that what he loved was tennis and painting.

23 years old.

I was dressed in white and walked through the long auditorium with flowers in my hands, and married Keigo Atobe, whom I decided to join hands with for the rest of my life.From then on, she became Atobe Himezuki's sister-in-law.

But the person who called my sister-in-law was buried here forever.

We hugged and kissed and exchanged rings.

I only have one bridesmaid, Echizen Chuna, who followed me and wept harder than anyone else.

There was always an empty spot on her right hand side, we tacitly walked that road together, so many years passed without knowing it.

The day before my wedding, I received a wedding gift from Australia, and I had nothing else to think about except the guy who was playing singles at the Australian Open.

What he sent was a well-preserved orange and a pair of ordinary diamond rings.

He told me he bought it with the money he won gambling on the underground tennis courts after he was suspended in Los Angeles.The prize money for participating in the regional official competition when he earned a wild card before was not enough, so he promised his former people to play in that competition, and secretly bought back the pair of diamond rings.

As for the oranges.

[16-year-old me tricked you home with an orange.Sorry, cool. At 24, I can't seem to do it. ]

He said.

I cried.

Tomorrow was supposed to be my full moon day, but I was holding that note and crying in a mess.

...

He said then.

"Hey, I'll give you the orange and exchange it with you for something."

"Change what?"

"you."

I thought that was a lifetime.

Turns out that was just the beginning.

...

When I first returned to Japan, he never gave up contacting me. His paintings were painted one by one, and the story of each painting was me and him, and more about his daily life in Los Angeles.I blocked him, so he wrote a letter, and even bribed Feiyue to bring me a letter.

Until Patriarch Akimoto sent him an engagement invitation for me and Keigo Atobe without telling me.

……

Echizen Longya said that he is a person who can afford to take things and let them go. From that summer festival, he knew that my heart had already turned to another person at some point.

He said that he would never forget the look in my eyes that day, which was full of joy that was about to overflow, as if he saw my light in the darkness like an abyss.

He asked me whether I would still fall in love with my fiancé if the person I married was not Keigo Atobe.

Without hesitation, I said, "No."

It's just because the Atobe Keigo I fell in love with happened to be the fiancé that the Akimoto family forced on me.I seem to be like a moth to a flame, making a big gamble.What I like is the rebellious and gentle boy who shines among thousands of people.

"I lost."

He looked up at the slanting sly moonlight, covered his eyes and slightly bent his lips.

That smile is most likely uglier than crying.

It was his first night at Wimbledon, and I met him on the street tennis court.

I looked down at the pebbles kicked by my feet, and he was lazily leaning against the wall looking at the empty stadium in a daze.We were silent for a long time, and he finally broke the silence, and his eyes fell on me impartially:

"I played a game with Keigo Atobe yesterday."

"I won."

"He lost badly."

"Oh."

I didn't know how to answer him, staring at the flat point in front of me in a daze.

Echizen Longya paused subconsciously: "But he said, I lost."

"Long Ya."

I interrupted him.

In fact, it has been a long time since I called his name like this. Even today, the tattoo on my collarbone still hurts badly. Whenever I think of him, it hurts my whole body.

And for so many years, he and I have long since owed each other.

So I cut him off and told him bluntly, "I knew it was you from the beginning, the night of the masquerade."

"...Just like the night of the Summer Festival, even if I didn't see his name, I would know it was him even if I closed my eyes."

There is not much to say between us.

He really, got it.

Before the masquerade ball, I still thought about him, but I couldn't go beyond the distance, and I couldn't put him in a dilemma again.So even though I knew it was him, I could only hug him and say someone else's name.Because only in this way, I can have a moment of presumptuousness, and I can hold him and cry bitterly.

Before the summer festival, I had already decided to let go of the past, so even if he kept me that day, I would still run back to Buckingham Palace desperately and run to Keigo Atobe.

He was silent for a while.

"That's why I said that I really don't want to know you so well." She smiled self-deprecatingly: "It's annoying."

"The most annoying thing is."

He looked at me: "Then someone sent me an engagement invitation for you and Keigo Atobe. I feel ashamed that you and that person are a good match."

——It seems that you are cool in autumn, and you should spend your whole life with such a person.

He said.

The moonlight that night was colder than ever, it was so cold that it stabbed my internal organs.

"I'm sorry. I can't protect 15-year-old Qiuyuan Liangxi."

I heard him say, "I can't keep her even more."

...

It's us who lost each other.

...

*

Knowing the news of Echizen Ryuya again is on the global live broadcast of the US Open.

At that time, I was nestling on the sofa and pressing the remote control to tune the channels without knowing it. During the rare rest, Keigo Keibu hugged me and huddled with me on the sofa.Of course, Atobe's sofa cannot be described as "squeezed", it is really spacious enough.

For some reason, it was transferred to the live broadcast of the tennis match.

The camera casts a close-up shot of the boy in the red sportswear on the court. He is carrying a tennis racket, with a rebellious face and a confident and arrogant face.

Keigo Atobe eagerly tried to grab the remote control in my hand to change the channel, but I dodged it flexibly.

I looked at him with raised eyebrows in surprise: "There are times when you don't want to watch a tennis match."

Young Master Atobe put his arms around his chest and snorted, and I could hear the terrific yin and yang in his tone: "I am afraid that you will be more serious than me in watching this game, and forget that there is someone sitting next to you."

So I really watched the game seriously.

He won the game in a landslide, almost without a doubt.The audience was screaming, cheering, and crazy for him.

Then he announced his retirement at the end of the game.

The reporter asked him why, obviously he was in his prime, and he was the second person who could make history after Echizen Minamijiro.

"No fun," he said.

They also asked him why he chose the US Open to close his career.

This time he didn't answer.

He walked out of everyone's sight with his tennis bag on his back and without looking back.

I know the answer.

We will all go away and wave goodbye to the past.

During the gray time between the ages of 15 and 17, I was lucky enough to meet that unruly boy named Echizen Ryuya.

He once lured me home with an orange, took my hand and bent over to kiss me on the winding streets of Los Angeles.He once held my hand to teach me how to play tennis, and let me hold his hand to hold a paintbrush.

He used to carry my whole youth.

But for the long life after that, another person accompanied me through it.

His name is Keigo Atobe.

I suddenly grabbed Keigo Atobe's collar and pecked his lips. The young master was caught off guard, stroked the corner of his lips in a daze, and suddenly smiled flamboyantly, returning to his original state.

"Small scene."

"Ahhh."

"I am pregnant."

Atobe Keigo:!

I laughed.

"Small scene."

"……what."

"I love you."

"Ah."

He bowed his head and kissed me, and responded awkwardly: "Me too."

Later Keigo Atobe asked me, if Echizen Ryuya had said that he would take me away, would I have gone with him.

I thought about it and said, "No."

……

……

— the wind lived in his blood.

I can't keep him.

So is he.

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—Green Orange Chapter·End—

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