The Prince of Tennis - I'm Echizen Ryoma

On the way to the station, I met Taocheng with a big bun in his mouth.As soon as he heard that we were going to the hospital, he also followed.A couple becomes a threesome.Careful, Bu Er also bought two bouquets of flowers at the flower shop along the way.

A crowd of bustling people surrounded the entrance of the hospital, and the smiling person surrounded by the crowd was none other than Fudo Peak's Minister Tachibana.Beside him, Sister Tachibana saw us sharp-eyed, and greeted us happily, "Fuer! Taocheng! Ah, and Echizen, you guys are here too!"

"Today is Ju's discharge day." Taocheng suddenly realized.

Bu Er was stunned, then generously handed Ju the bouquet, and smiled heartily, "Congratulations on your recovery and return to the team, Ju."

"Thank you for taking care of me many times, Fuji!" Ju Chong Fuji slightly bowed.

"You are really well informed." Beside Sister Tachibana, Kamio looked at Taocheng warily.

"I just follow along casually." Taocheng scratched his head nonchalantly.

Kamio drooped his face, showing that he didn't believe Taocheng's nonsense at all, "Stop pretending, you didn't even know about the phone number last time!"

"I really don't know~" Taocheng's defense was as weak as ever.

"Yo." A low voice sounded like a Buddha's chant beside him.

"Hmm." Reflexively responded flatly.A gust of cold wind blew past us.

"That..." Ibu Fukaji glanced at my bag.

Realizing what he wanted to say, I cut it off first, "I ran out of tape." Now you have nothing to say.

"That's it... Actually, I bought this kind of tape before... But the minister took it away... Speaking of it... Your best senior is really cunning..." He continued to chant sutras.

I glanced at Taocheng not far away, who was talking happily with Tachibana, and the two quarreled with Kamio, leaving Sister Tachibana dry, listening absent-mindedly to my ear, which I simplified into a telegram-style "Di, Beep beep——" I sighed secretly in my heart, it's endless.

"I still have something to do, tell my senior for me." Finally, I couldn't bear it any longer, and I made noodles in clear soup, no, Yi Wu told me that I was about to slip away.

"what's up?"

"Visiting an old friend." I stated succinctly.Noticing his dazed eyes, I looked back at him puzzled, what's wrong?

A faint smile appeared on Yiwu's face, "This time you didn't say, 'It has nothing to do with you'."

I stopped in front of the courtyard of the inpatient building.

On the corridor next to the flower bed in the center, a boy in a black background and white striped stand-up collar was half squatting on the ground, teasing a round, fat and short puppy.

The sun shone brightly on his thick black, which made this soft and smiling young man handsome and handsome.

I blinked hard.Read that right?This, is this the guy who is as serious as a little old man with his face pulled at the door?

"I'm not like you, I will be responsible to the end. ’The sentence he said suddenly popped up, and I also remembered his failed head hammer (unlucky).This guy seems to have a big opinion of me.what to do?Do you have to stage a full martial arts without taking a detour?

"Wow!" The fat puppy suddenly left him and ran towards me.Running in front of me, a hungry tiger pounced on its food - its two front paws were on my knees, and its short and stubby tail was swaying eagerly along with its buttocks.

After staring at it for a while, I clasped my palms together, supported its sides and picked it up, "Tsk tsk, it looks like you've eaten too much, Xiaohui~"

It sticks out its little brown tongue and shines on my face, which is a sudden and thoughtless attack.

"Hey, hey, you really have a strong desire for revenge, who did you learn from~ahhaha~" I quickly stretched my arms and pulled away, "Stop licking~" This guy drools a lot.

A hand stretched out and unceremoniously picked up Xiao Hui in my hand by the back of the neck, and snatched it away.

It's become a door-to-door face again.I glanced at the guy standing straight in front of me and looking away.Probably because he had been in the sun for a long time, his complexion was a little dark red like last time.

Do you have to turn a blind eye to a living person like me-I am so unpopular?Maybe people should be thankful for not punching me hard.

"You—" He was about to leave when he heard a voice behind him.

Turns out he still saw me.Turning his head to look, his gaze flickered on my face and then drifted away, "You are going to visit Yukimura, right?"

"kindness."

"In room 524."

"Oh. Thank you." I suddenly thought of something, "Aren't you going?"

"I've been there before, and now I'm waiting for my teammates to come." He took out a pack of napkins from his trouser pocket, hesitated, and handed it to me, with a weird voice, "Before you go, wipe your face—it just licked it Foie gras..."

The bright and clean ward.The snow-white hospital bed was empty.

Beside the bed, with his back to the door, a thin figure leaned on the wall and walked slowly forward, "157, 158, 159..."

Rather than walking, it is better to say move.After moving to the end, he turned around and leaned on the wall with another hand.Looking up and seeing me, he raised the corner of his mouth and smiled softly, "It's you."

Putting down the bag, putting my hands in my trouser pockets, I walked forward.He didn't reach out to help, but walked with him silently.

Not long after he walked, sweat trickled down to that handsome and soft face, accompanied by a faint blush from exercise, which seemed to be a bit sparkling.

Do you want to rest?This sentence swirled around my mouth, and then swallowed it back.Suddenly remembering the napkin in my trouser pocket, I took out one to dry the drops of water that started rolling down his cheeks.

He closed his eyes and waited quietly for me to finish wiping, and continued to walk hard while supporting the wall. He said slowly, "Did you know, Ryoma?"

"Well?"

"Lying on the operating table, the last minute before anesthesia, what was I thinking?"

I didn't say a word, and I waited for him to say the following.

"Maybe I thought I had done my best. At that moment, I didn't even think about tennis." His somewhat distant voice echoed softly in the empty ward, "The newly opened grilled fish shop on the corner should be with friends earlier. I went to taste it together; the handmade scarf my sister gave me should not be treasured, at least I should wear it once; the painting that has always been dissatisfied, if it hadn’t been altered frequently, it would have been completed long ago—— For a while, all I could think of were trivialities and regrets."

"Then, I make a wish." Turning his head to look at me, the sunlight refracted his focused eyes into a wonderful and magnificent purple, "If God gives me a chance to live, I must be more active. Because..." His hand Naturally caressing my temples, lightly stroking and slowly twisting, the tone gradually became firm, but it was as low as a sigh, "I don't want the warm sunshine to slip through my fingers."

I can't make any comments on Yukimura's perception without having experienced it myself.Even though I didn't quite understand what he meant, I was very moved by the fact that he spoke his mind to me like a confidant.

In a turbulent mood, a selfish suggestion blurted out, "When you recover, I will accompany you to eat grilled fish!"

"Ah, it's settled."

In the warm sunlight slanting into the ward, Yukimura's blooming smile made me feel a little elated.Therefore, when I heard him say "Ryoma, can I give you a hug?", I chose to agree without hesitation.

However, I forgot one thing.

Yukimura, he is not an older sister, he is a boy, and he is also the minister of Wang Lihai University, and his arms have also been exercised by playing tennis.

So, this hug, which was supposed to be full of warm nostalgia, exceeded my expectations, and was so tight that I almost couldn't catch my breath. After I staggered a few steps and staggered a few steps, I threw him onto the bed with a sound of "Boom!"

As soon as he raised his head in a daze, he heard the familiar "Wow!"

Turning his head to look, there was a door-faced person holding Xiao Hui standing at the door, holding a bouquet of flowers.Also, open squinted eyes, loose braids, half-blown bubble gum, four eyes with half-pull glasses, Brazilian pomelo with a broken mouth, and anhydrous seaweed head that slipped from the bag.Like a group of sculptures.

The way they looked at me—bad!I suddenly realized that this posture was not quite right.

Due to the inertia when he fell, Yukimura let go of his hand a long time ago, and I was still firmly around his waist because of the unstable center of gravity before——No matter how I look at it, I forcibly pulled the sick and weak Yukimura down on the bed!

"We're doing physical therapy." I tried to explain the misunderstanding, "Well... I'm actually helping with massage...massage...ha..."

Except for Yukimura whose shoulders were shaking, no one laughed along with me.

Their silent eyes followed my fingers from Yukimura's shoulder (I pinch), to Yukimura's hand (I touched), and then to Yukimura's leg (I pinched—well, I never learned What massage and massage!).

A strange silence proved the stupidity of my words and actions.

——After defeating others, he deliberately went to the hospital to openly bully the minister, and showed off in front of his face...

I seem to be dead...