【Fuji Tsuka】On how to fall in love when two people are seamless

After that, Tezuka's statement announcing his recent retirement has aroused huge controversy and discussion one after another around the world.

In addition to global tennis fans crying for three days on social media as a farewell, countless media, reporters, and commentators published a series of completely different commentary articles on this.

First of all, the Western media expressed great regret for Tezuka's decision, and sternly said that Tezuka was not considered the number one great player in the history of world tennis, and even the word "master" was never qualified.

The Western media firmly believes that Tezuka has not only never broken or created a winning streak that surpassed his predecessors, but he has never even won the number one point in the world in his tennis career of more than ten years. He has never created a legend, nor has he ever The end of the legend, if he is not an Asian Japanese, he should not get the attention given to him by the world of tennis today.

Perhaps Tezuka was most disappointed by the German media. The Germans even used the word deserter to describe Tezuka, saying that every athlete has troubles with injuries, but if he doesn’t fight his injuries and defeat himself, then Can't be called great.The decision to retire even goes against Tezuka's motto that he has been talking about all the year round - the enemy is his own body, which is a huge violation.

At the same time, there are many Japanese, Asian and American liberal media supporting Tezuka.

They have all spent enormous page space and publicity resources fighting back against those "arrogant" comments.

They called Tezuka great.

Because Tezuka single-handedly opened up a new sky and occupied a place in the tennis field that has been dominated by Westerners for hundreds of years. This is an unprecedented victory for all Asian and Japanese athletes.

What's more, it takes a lot of courage to choose to retreat bravely, and it is the greatest respect for national sports to devote yourself to the education of tennis in its country.

These media people who agree with Tezuka gave their supreme approval without hesitation, saying that Tezuka is not only a great athlete, but also a great Japanese with great responsibility.

Based on this news incident, several factions of the media have been fighting over the world for a week. This incident even dragged down many Internet-famous sports people from all walks of life. Based on social and national responsibilities and the individual struggle of athletes There was a long discussion on the game contradiction between them.

In general, Keigo Atobe should be the biggest beneficiary.

Because just the day after Tezuka announced his retirement plan, "Light Year" was officially published.This book has swept all the major book sales rankings. From Kansai to Kanto, from Okinawa to Hokkaido, every bookstore has sold out "Light Year" in stock, and the sales situation of several major online booksellers is even more terrible, because With the skyrocketing number of views, the purchase interface of "Light Year" once collapsed.

The sales of the biography exceeded Atobe's previous best expectations, so 107 Publishing House placed orders at seven top printing houses across the country to reprint "Light Years". Because of this book, the overall stock price of the Atobe Consortium Soaring overnight, it can be said that he has made a lot of money.

Renzu took advantage of this upsurge and quickly discussed the overseas publishing rights of "Light Year". In just five days, he authorized the distribution rights in four countries and five languages. It is reported that there are really internationally renowned film and television companies actively Contact Ninjazu and Atobe, wanting to get the rights to film and television adaptation of Tezuka's life.

With such achievements, Keigo Atobe is naturally happy, but it is a pity that if a person is too complacent, it is easy to capsize the gutter.

Within five days after the release of "Light Year", Keigo Atobe made a total of [-] phone calls to Shusuke Fuji, but Fuji hung up on them without exception.

Atobe finally knew that Fuji was angry. After all, Tezuka planned to retire. He really knew about it earlier than Fuji. Otherwise, it would be impossible to plan a large-scale "hot spot" activity with Shinozu, not to mention that he was hiding it. Fuji asked Tezuka to add such a sentence to the message on the title page.

Fuji Zhousuke is not an ordinary person, even if a genius is moved by someone's public confession, it is a matter between lovers, and genius has always been ruthless to those who get involved in trying to see Fuji's jokes.

In the end, Keigo Atobe had no choice but to give Fuji an extra 200 million yen when he ordered the accountant to settle the manuscript fee.

The transfer note was written tremblingly, with only two words, dividends.

On the night of the arrival, Atobe finally called Fuji Shusuke.

But there was a lot of noise on the other end of the phone. The rhythm of the music and laughter were mixed with the sound of high-heeled shoes and wine glasses colliding. Atobe asked loudly where Fuji was, and Fuji replied lazily: "Shinjuku Kabukicho, Xiaojing , dare to come?"

Half an hour later, Atobe finally met Fuji in a bar in Shinjuku after five days of absence.

He was sitting in a semi-enclosed private room in the back of the bar. He looked like he had drunk a lot on the round sofa, and there was a man beside him, dressed like a dog. I don't know if he was here. strike up a conversation.

Atobe stepped into it, and glanced coldly at the strange man on the sofa with contemptuous eyes. The man immediately stood up with a shriek, and fled out with trembling legs.

"Hey, Xiaojing." Buer tilted his head and raised his glass with a smile, "You scared people."

Atobe sat down like a queen, and chose the sofa with disgust that the stranger's buttocks hadn't touched.

"Who is that?" Atobe asked a little annoyed.

"I don't know." Buer blushed a little from drinking, but his eyes were very gentle, "He said he wanted to buy me a drink, and I said I was waiting for my boyfriend, but he didn't believe me, so he insisted on sitting there and waiting. So, you came .”

Atobe Keigo rolled his eyes, turned on the phone and said, "I'm calling Tezuka Kunimitsu."

Hey——Fuji threw the wine glass on the table: "Kego Atobe, ask him to give it a try. See if it's your bad luck or my bad luck when he comes?"

Atobe thought about this question seriously, and resignedly turned off the phone.

"So, why on earth are you here?" Atobe looked at the empty wine glasses around him very disapprovingly.

"Drink." Fuji said as a matter of course: "Kego Atobe, I ran to seven bookstores alone today to confirm the release plan of "Light Year" when it was out of stock, but the result made me too disappointed. The publisher should have provided the bookstores with the arrival time of the second batch of printing, and set up different pre-sale prizes in each bookstore, and registered readers who asked for information. Many bookstores have not done these things well, your company The publishers are really worrying, unprofessional, unprofessional."

Atobe twitched his mouth: "Are you working?"

Bu Er smiled and rolled his pretty eyes: "200 million dividends, not everyone deserves it."

Atobe had nothing to say, and repeatedly confirmed that he couldn't figure out the "serving route" of the genius, so he could only raise his hands in surrender and sincerely apologize.

"I'm sorry." The Queen said with a stiff neck, "But these shitty things were suggested by Tezuka, and I'm just helping my old friend fulfill his wish."

Buer gritted his teeth and looked at the Ministry of History with a smile, thinking whose business do you call bad business?

"I didn't blame Xiaojing." Buer half-truthfully said, "So I didn't take revenge on you, and I didn't intend to tell you that the last time I saw Yushi was at this table, surrounded by Looking at a group of young boys who made their debut at the age of eighteen or nineteen."

"…………"

Atobe Keigo's face turned blue instantly.

"Sorry to bother you, the wine you ordered has arrived." While talking, a waiter came over, and he neatly brought five glasses of depth charges to the table of Bu Er, and then bowed, backed out.

Not two happy.

"Hey, Xiaojing." Fuji patted Atobe's back understandingly: "Don't mind, the so-called alcohol relieves a thousand worries, drink them, last time Yushi made me drink four glasses, today it's just an extra drink I gave you a cup as a gift, isn't it very considerate..."

At this moment, Atobe can finally confirm that Fuji should be drunk.

bang bang-

After drinking five cups of depth charges, Atobe leaned back on the sofa and watched the glamorous lights above his head from south to north like shooting stars.

With the strength of alcohol in his head, Atobe finally couldn't help kicking Fuji.

"No two, you and Tezuka are really the worst couple I've ever seen."

Buer paid him back in the room full of lights, feasting, drunkenness, dreams and dreams.

"Xiaojing, you and Yushi are also the stupidest couple I've ever seen."

Tracebe snorted coldly.

Bu Er asked him: "Hey, Xiao Jing. Do you know what You Shi said to me last time when he was drunk here?"

Atobe turned his head away, looking at him in bewilderment.

"He said it was very painful, because choosing you made him lose his most important freedom."

Atobe's eyes flickered, and he closed his eyes as if injured.

"Do you think so too?" Fuji held his chin and looked at the old friend in front of him with blurred eyes.

"That's why you are stupid." Fuji yawned, leaning his profile on Atobe's left arm, "Yes, I really hate Tezuka's confident look, as if the whole world has been included by him In the proud Tezuka domain. But I never think that I am not a free person."

Buer closed his eyes and leaned against his old friend, quiet and well-behaved, like a huge doll.

He said with a smile.

"Because I was free and chose to enter Tezuka's domain."

"Choosing to fall in love with someone is the greatest freedom in life."

"Xiaojing, if you are still wandering between freedom and love with Yushi and don't know what to choose..."

"What do you mean it's not stupid?"

"..."

"Ne, Tezuka. Are you here to pick me up?"

On the night Atobe and Fuji got drunk at the bar, the story ended with a very bizarre ending.

Shinobi and Tezuka inexplicably appeared in a bar in Kabukicho, Shinjuku, and carried two alcoholics back home who were too drunk to walk.

Others will not know if Fuji is making a fuss when he is drunk, after all, after closing the door, only Tezuka can see Fuji.

The next morning, Buer woke up from his bed and felt that his stupid dog was licking the soles of his feet.

After arguing with Taiyu for a while, I woke up and didn't feel too much discomfort from a hangover. There was already one more person in the house where I lived alone. Yutai brought the dog to Zhou Zhu to watch for a few days, and by the way asked my brother A sample book of Light Years.

While giving the book to his younger brother, Fuji listened to his nagging about how regrettable Tezuka was going to retire.

Fuji went to wash up, and when he was halfway through his toothbrush, he heard Yuta making a fuss in the living room.

"Hey, bro, here's a box for you." Yuta bluffed, "Ah, yes, it's the invitation card for Senior Tezuka's thank-you dinner for reporters, brother, come and see it!"

After brushing his teeth, Fuji was dragged into the living room. Facing a large box of snow-white unknown objects on the table, Fuji tilted his head, opened the invitation card on top, and confirmed that it was written by Tezuka himself. Invitation card.

Three days later, Tezuka Kunimitsu's media appreciation dinner at the Tokyo Hilton Hotel.

"Brother, is this an invitation from Tezuka-senpai himself? There is no postmark on it, isn't it?"

Yuta was still asking excitedly, but Fuji couldn't remember it. He was too drunk last night. After talking with Atobe, he just looked up and saw Tezuka, and the whole person relaxed and fell apart. .

It seems that Tezuka left him when he sent him home, so Fuji put the invitation aside.

"This white box, could it be... flowers?" Yuta opened his mind enthusiastically.

Fuji tore off the belt of the gift box, and the silky touch fell to the ground. Fuji opened the lid and saw a clean white suit lying neatly inside.

"Ah-oh-this--"

Fuji Yuta moved his head, suddenly understood something, and stammered at his brother.

"Brother, I, I will... go first, three or three days later, remember, remember to go to the appointment, goodbye!!!"

Yu Taifei fled as if, and his many years of experience as a helper for his younger brother told him that his elder brother's "emotional problems" can be hidden as far as he can.

Fuji watched with a smile on his favorite younger brother and fled.Closing the lid of the dress box, Fuji climbed to the bed with some annoyance to find his mobile phone, charged it, opened the communication software and clicked on Tezuka's dialog box.

Bu Er: "Good morning."

After a long time, Tezuka replied: "Morning, remember to have breakfast."

Fuji replied with a mysterious smile: "Who changed my clothes last night?"

Tezuka was silent for a while, and actually replied: "You may not believe it when you tell me."

There are three dots in no time.

Tezuka: "You changed it yourself while singing."

Fuji: "Tezuka Kunimitsu, wait for me in three days."

Tezuka: "Okay."

So it is not unreasonable to say that Fujisuke has hated Tezuka Teru very much whether he is on the tennis court or not for so many years.

Three days later, at the end of September in 20XX.

The midsummer heat in Tokyo seems to have left the city with the end of the Olympics. The autumn is getting stronger, and even the maple leaves in the park are showing signs of turning red.

Fuji found an early red maple tree near his home, so he took a camera for a long time.

He always remembers the maple trees in the U14 training camp in Japan in the autumn when he was 17 years old. The fallen leaves were blood red, more dazzling than the uniforms they wore.

He once watched others leave under the maple tree, never thinking that he would find him back on a certain autumn day.

The weather was so nice, I tweeted the cactus flower blooming in the twilight @贵村静市, then changed into the white suit I received three days ago and walked out of the house.

Tezuka's media appreciation banquet was held at the Hilton Hotel not far from his home. Fuji originally wanted to take the bus, but unfortunately the suit he was wearing was too eye-catching, so he waited patiently for Yushi Ninzu to pick him up, and endured Ninzu silently along the way. The "wretched" look of searching up and down.

The dinner time was at 06:30 pm. Fuji and Shinozu arrived at the scene to sign in at [-]:[-]. Tezuka's assistant Kirs brought them to the venue, asked the waiter to give them two glasses of champagne, and told them that Tezuka was outside the banquet hall The sign-in office entertained other media reporters.

Shinobu nodded, and immediately went to Atobe with the wine.

Not to be bored, I turned on my phone and searched for Fujitsuka's TAG on Twitter, and when I saw the excitement, I even took a screenshot and sent it to 201's group, looking like I was doing nothing.

Shiraishi Kuranosuke in the group was helpless, and finally after Fuji excitedly shared a rare "Fujizuka" fanfiction, Shiraishi couldn't help but say something.

"No, don't you feel a little nervous about the end of the marathon tonight?"

Fujisuke replied with a smile: "What else is there in this world that can make me nervous?"

Yukimura Seichi jumped out.

"Shiraishi, haven't you noticed?"

Shiraishi: "?"

Yukimura: "Zhou Zhu suddenly talks so much, he's already nervous."

Bu Er: "..."

Shiraishi: "Hahahahaha, Jingshi GOODJOB!"

Bu Er: "The thank you banquet has begun."

Yes, Tezuka Kunimitsu's media appreciation banquet has begun.

At six o'clock, just like most Japanese, Tezuka also has a strict habit of implementing the agreed time.When the time came, the lights in the hall were dimmed, and the host welcomed Tezuka onto the podium.

The man was wearing a jet black slim-fit suit and a velvet bow tie. From a distance, he looked tall and elegant, and he was the most eye-catching existence under the spotlight.

Fuji looked at the pure white suit on his body, it was all white from the neckline to the leather shoes, and Fuji felt that if he walked on the stage like this and bowed and married with Tezuka, there might not be any disobedience.

Tezuka took the microphone and started his short speech. He said that he was very grateful to all the media friends who came today, and also thanked all the journalists who paid attention to and reported on him in his career. I feel that the most valuable supervision given to him by the media has helped him grow.

Tezuka said that his final retirement time is set in the spring of next year, because there are still some games agreed in the endorsement contract to be completed before then, and he will go all out to face the next few remaining careers, and will never Will leave any regrets.So next year's World Tennis Day public performance will be his retirement performance, and I hope friends from the media can pay attention.

After retiring, Tezuka said he would join the Atobe Foundation's Tennis for All program.In addition to building a professional tennis school and holding various school-level tennis competitions from elementary school to university, Atobe will also invest heavily in the construction of more than 300 brand-new tennis facilities for civilians. In addition, the Atobe Consortium will add Japanese tennis The bonus amount of the Open to increase the influence of the Japan Open in the world.

Tezuka will be involved in all of the above work. He sincerely expressed that it is not enough to rely on his own strength to promote tennis in Japan. He hopes to get the support of friends from the media here.

Just a few short words, after Tezuka finished speaking, he bowed deeply and stepped off the stage.

The host took over the microphone to warm up the atmosphere in the venue. The self-service dance party thanked by the media officially started. The well-known orchestra on the stage began to play one after another. Tezuka started making friends enthusiastically, and the rest of them started looking for people to dance with.

From a distance, Fuji saw Atobe and Tezuka surrounded by a group of people on the edge of the stage.

Fuji was captured by two publishers who had worked with him before, one of whom was Saeki Torojiro's ex-girlfriend Mari.

Fuji gracefully thanked Mari for the tip-off to him earlier, but Mari said helplessly that he hadn't helped Fuji at all. Tezuka's news and Tezuka's biography are the most urgent matters that the Atobe Foundation should deal with first. If you think about it, you don't need others to worry about it.

Fuji politely smiled back, and suddenly, Mari lowered her voice mysteriously, and leaned into Fuji's ear and asked him: "Fuji-kun, I'm really curious, is the man who Tezuka repeatedly confessed to in public, really a man? Master Atobe Keigo?"

"Huh?" Fuji felt a little headache, and asked with a smile, "Why do you know?"

Mari pointed to the group of men and women by the side of the stage: "Look... Tezuka hastened to announce that he will work for the Atobe Foundation before he retired. Isn't that too obvious?"

Bu Er couldn't help laughing, and asked inscrutablely: "Miss Mari, do you think they are a good match?"

"Good match!" Mari suddenly raised her voice, "It's really a good match, those two people. I've seen all the videos of their confrontation on the tennis court in junior high school. Master Atobe is too obsessed with Tezuka. , isn't it?"

"That's right, that's right!" The publisher who was traveling with Mari also enthusiastically joined the discussion: "Master Atobe cares about Tezuka-kun very much. Later, Tezuka went to Germany, and the two faced off in the world U17 competition. Master Atobe lost miserably , almost gave up inheriting the family business of the Atobe Consortium because of this, it can be said that we want beautiful women but not Jiangshan."

"Pfft—" Fuji laughed and spit out the red wine in his mouth: "Tezuka-kun probably isn't used to being called a beauty who brings disaster to the country and the people."

"However, the only thing I can't figure out is that the two of them..." Miss Mari hesitated to speak, her fingers twisted and twisted in front of Fuji's eyes, "Who would work harder on the bed."

"Master Atobe." Mari's companion said seriously: "Although Tezuka-kun is very good at playing golf, he looks very thin."

"But Tezuka-kun is taller, look..." Mari said quickly, arguing back and forth with her companion enthusiastically.

Bu Er enjoyed listening to it, and wondered whether to turn on the phone to record a sound and play it back to the two protagonists.

"Dear lady..." Suddenly, a person squeezed into the circle of their conversation, startling the beauties.

"Ah!" Mari saw the person coming, saw the pair of sharp and romantic eyes under the long blue hair, suddenly blushed and lowered his head, looking excitedly at the male peacock who was dressed like a doll.

"Do you really want to know, who is Keigo Atobe's lover?"

Shinobu used his lazy and dense Kansai accent to tease the hearts of the two girls, and watched in horror as the two girls suddenly turned into marionettes, and under the strong hormonal attack of Shinobu, they became only dull. head on.

"Okay." Renzu stretched out his hand and patted the two lovely girls, "Please don't blink."

After all, Shinozuzu handed the champagne in his hand to Fuji, then straightened his suit, and strode towards where Tezuka and Atobe were.

"Hey—" Bu Er stopped Ren Zu: "Don't scare others."

Shinobu winked at Fuji.

Fuji laughed loudly: "At least, please be gentle."

Before the words fell, Yushi Ninzu broke through a large group of media reporters surrounding Tezuka and Atobe, and rushed into the "enemy camp" single-handedly like a hero, and then the girls around him screamed crazily In the sound, he grabbed Atobe Jingwu's waist and locked it into his arms, bowed his head, and kissed the eldest son of the Atobe consortium fiercely.

"what--"

"Ah-"

"This...he...that..."

The girls around me are completely petrified.

The scene was quiet for two seconds, and then continued to burst into intense applause.

The applause awakened Atobe in Ninzuzu's arms, and then he realized that Ninzuzu had gone crazy. The young master of the consortium pushed Kansai coyotes away viciously. The force was so great that it was like a broken waltz.

"Ninja Yushi!"

Atobe cursed loudly, but now his hair is disheveled, his eyes are blurred, and his lips are reddish, no matter what he says, he doesn't seem to be overbearing anymore, Yushi Ninzu accidentally kissed him again.

"Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Atobe struggled in Ninja's arms, and even bit the man's lip, biting a bloody one, but Ninzu didn't let go. Slowly, Atobe no longer resisted the voice in his heart, the long-lost love Sutra Ninzu The love transmitted from the lips ignited and finally started a prairie fire.

The two hugged and kissed together, looking extraordinarily presumptuous under the glare of the crystal chandelier in the hall.

All the reporters around couldn't help it anymore, decided not to show Tezuka any more face, and took out their mobile phones and cameras to record the scene of this hard-to-see large-scale coming out of the consortium.

Tezuka stepped back, looking extremely calm.

After a while, the two kissed and kissed, and Renzu covered Atobe's absent-minded expression in his arms, then licked his bleeding lips and teeth, and threw an evil smile in the direction of Fuji.

bang——

One accidentally passed out next to Fuji.

Shinobu dragged Atobe and ran away from the scene. Everyone rushed to send the fainted woman to a ventilated place outside the banquet, and Miss Mari followed in a daze.

An earth-shattering episode ended here, and everyone started to send messages and make calls on their mobile phones like crazy, and no one cared about Tezuka Kunimitsu, the original protagonist of today's media appreciation banquet.

Tezuka put down his wine glass, put one hand in his suit pants, and stroked the buttons of his suit with his left hand. His arms and waistline formed a beautiful triangle.

He walked over to Buer, his eyes full of playfulness.

"Is that what you made me wait for?"

Tezuka asked Fuji, and Fuji was aggrieved, and immediately raised the two wine glasses in his hand over his head as an innocent gesture.

"Heaven and earth conscience, I did nothing."

Tezuka looked at him with a rare smile, blushing a little.

He gently opened Fuji's left hand, took off his red wine glass, and then gently opened Fuji's right hand, and took off the champagne glass that Ninzuzu gave him.

Returning the two glasses of wine to the table, Tezuka held them in Fuji's palm.

"You come with me."

Bu Er blinked his eyes.

"Ne, Tezuka. I'll be honest, can you hand in your gun and not kill me?"

It was around 8 o'clock that night, and Tezuka took Fuji and left the scene of the media appreciation banquet.

Kris opened a guest room on the 29th floor of the Hilton for Tezuka to rest in, and that's where he brought Fuji.

The room hadn't been used by anyone yet. When the two entered, the room was a little stuffy. Tezuka was going to turn on the air conditioner, so he said no.

He opened the huge French doors, walked out to the wide balcony, turned around and said to Tezuka, "Hey, Tezuka, you can see the moon from here."

Tezuka took out two bottles of mineral water from the refrigerator in the room, and some food from the tennis bag, and brought them to Fuji on the balcony.

"Did you eat at the dinner party?" Tezuka handed over the red bean mochi and mineral water, Fuji smiled and took it, shrugged and said, "You dragged me here before I started eating, can you blame me? "

Tezuka pampered him, turned around and opened a bottle of water for himself.

"White noodles and white water." Fuji pouted and protested, "If it's called roomservice, you should be able to order red wine?"

Tezuka patted his head: "Drink less."

There is a feeling that I have found my mother.

"Nah." Fuji stuffed a red bean mochi into Tezuka's mouth: "Sweet."

Tezuka bit off the mochi, almost biting Fuji's fingers.

The mochi was very chewy. After Tezuka tasted it, he nodded and repeated: "Sweet."

Fuji swept away a bag of delicious food in a flustered manner, drank his mouth full of water, licked his lips, squinted his eyes and lingered on Tezuka's body.

That night was late September, around August 9th in the Chinese lunar calendar. When I was studying, I knew that in China, there was an important festival called Mid-Autumn Festival.

At that time, most of the northern hemisphere is full moon season, the round moon hangs high in the sky, and on a sunny day, the jade-like moon will dimly cast a light and shadow, illuminating the people who care about around him, making them like mountains, rivers and moonlight. A landscape that cannot be opened, stands tall, brilliant, and cannot be squared.

Tezuka Kunimitsu and Fuji Shusuke, each holding a simple bottle of mineral water, began to stand on the balcony of the 29th floor high-rise building, admiring the moon.

Tezuka said to Fuji: "The clothes I gave you fit well."

Fuji smiled and said to him, "No, I'm afraid of the cold, but I've worn a lot of clothes inside, and this is just right for me to wear, otherwise it's too loose, as if I took the wrong boyfriend's clothes to wear."

Tezuka frowned and said, "That's because you eat too little and too irregularly."

Bu Er was dissatisfied and said, "If a certain book hadn't been selling too well, I would have had time to eat."

Tezuka snapped back: "You didn't have a good meal until a certain book sold too well."

Bu Er was very angry, but still smiled calmly.

"Tezuka Kunimitsu, you are the only one who can provoke me again and again for so many years and live such a carefree life."

Tezuka darkened his expression, and suddenly a dark cloud drifted past, covering the moonlight.

Tezuka listened to Fuji's joke in his heart, suddenly grabbed Fuji's wrist, and said in a deep voice, "Sorry, it took so many years to confirm these things."

Tezuka gently stroked Fuji's face: "You have been waiting for a long time."

"what."

Buer let out an ah, wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

"But, I'm not waiting for you, I'm waiting for myself."

Fuji rubbed his face into Tezuka's palm, gently rubbing the rough calluses on his skin.

I feel very at ease.

Just because all the "I love you" in this world have three words.

Fujisuke's "love" was formed in the U17 semi-final singles S2 that year.

The "you" of Bu Er Zhou Zhu has always been the person who met under the cherry blossom tree at the Qingxue tennis court.

The "I" of Buer Zhouzhu is a free whole that he spent 14 years piecing together from repeated wanderings after he left tennis that year.

at the same time.

Tezuka Kunimitsu's "You" appeared on the other side of the court at the end of the singles S17 of the U2 semi-finals that year.

Tezuka Kunimitsu's "I" needs to let go of the shackles of countless expectations to become free and complete.

Tezuka Kunimitsu's "love" is a reluctance that he spent 14 years on the top of the world after leaving Fuji Shusuke that year.

No one waits for anyone, no one owes anyone.

Bu Er suddenly felt that there are many things in this world that cannot be avoided or escaped.

The breeze passed by, blowing away the dark clouds, and the extremely beautiful moonlight appeared from behind the clouds again.

Fuji put his right hand into Tezuka's palm, and pulled him to the edge of the balcony, facing the moon, he said ethereally.

"I have photographed many mountains. When I stand on the top of the mountain, I feel very small, and then I have to lament that all things in the world are broad-minded and beautiful, independent of human will." Fuer monologues lightly, "And the only thing that human beings can The only thing to do is to praise honestly, for example, honestly praise the beauty of the mountains and rivers, and the snow-capped mountains. Another example, honestly sing..."

"Ne, Tezuka. The moonlight is beautiful tonight."

Under the night sky, Fuji opened his ice-blue eyes and looked at Tezuka, his bright smile made the moonlight look humble.

Tezuka was silent for a while, and finally walked over to cover Fuji's eyes, and gently embraced his waist from behind.

Tezuka said, "Fuji, Shusuke."

"Stand here as long as you want."

"Every night and every month from now on."

"Every season is cold and hot, every year is spring and autumn."

"You can see the moonlight like tonight."

"But..." Buer turned around, and smiled slightly under the moonlight, bending his bright eyes, "Where is this?"

Tezuka replied softly.

"...by my side."

Tezuka hugged Fuji deeply in his arms, for a long time, no one spoke.

This kind of silence didn't last long, Tezuka only felt that the man in his arms hadn't been well-behaved for more than 3 minutes, and then began to bark his teeth and claws again.

"Hey, Tezuka." Fuji stood on tiptoe, and pressed his head against Tezuka's chin, "I really hate catching the ball in Tezuka's field, can you give a straight ball, the kind without spin, which is perfect , as pure as when you first learned tennis, okay?"

Tezuka let go of his embrace, turned Fuji over and pressed him against the balcony fence, lowered his head and said, "But I didn't know you when I first learned tennis."

Bu Er raised his hands to pinch his face: "I don't care, I just want to see you like that."

Tezuka Kunimitsu sighed softly, pamperingly allowed Fuji to round and flatten his face, opened his lips, and spit out a sentence.

"No two, I love..."

"Wait a moment!"

Fuji screamed and put his fingers against Tezuka's lips, and quickly stopped the straight-ball confession that was about to come out.

"Listen, what is this sound..."

Tezuka subconsciously pricked up his ears to listen, and sure enough, he heard a slight whimper in the air, whispering softly and intermittently, mixed with another suppressed gasp, Tezuka immediately understood it.

"Ah!" Fuji's eyes suddenly became more excited than when he confessed just now.

"Is it Xiaojing? Is this Xiaojing's voice?!" Fuji yelled as if he had discovered the American continent, shaking Tezuka, Tezuka sighed heavily, "Yes..."

"Are Xiaojing and Yushi nearby? Well, which room is it, hehe, it sounds so intense, do you think we can knock on the door?"

Tezuka tried to stop the "vulgar" taste of the person in his arms.

Fuji didn't take it seriously, and protested loudly: "Hilton's hotel's sound insulation is not that bad, Yushi must have opened the window on purpose, let's go Tezuka, let's go on an adventure!"

Saying it, Fuji was about to turn his head and leave the balcony, Tezuka rolled the person back into his arms, and pressed him firmly.

"No nonsense."

Bu Er hurriedly resisted: "Hey, if I'm with you, I won't be able to mess around anymore, so what do I need you for!"

Tezuka Kunimitsu's face turned blue and green, and finally decided to shut up and put his head down, and kissed the excited bear.

"What is it for? Just use it like this."

"Ne, Tezuka. Let me go! Let me go!"