The handsome men of the comics rushed over

After watching Yuan Jiao enter the mirror world, Tiexie took the phone, which was a little big for him, and staggered it to his room.

The owner should keep a close eye on his phone and place it in his room so that he will be the first to notice anything that happens.

Yuan Jiao taught them how to use mobile phones.

Sitting on the small chair in his room, with his arms folded and his eyes fixed on his phone.

Not long after, the phone rang.

Tiexi saw that the name displayed on the screen was "Uncle Chen", so he chose not to answer the call.

This Uncle Chen is not aware of his existence, and answering the call rashly would arouse his suspicion.

After a while, the phone automatically hung up, and the next second a message came in.

He didn't look at it. It was his master's private matter and there was no point in looking at it. He decided to wait until his master came back to deal with it.

Spent the whole day peacefully.

When the phone rang again, Tiexi saw the name on it, Atobe.

Tiexi remembered this boy, the arrogant boy who was in the same class as his master, and he could see himself.

He chose to answer the call, and heard a hint of barely perceptible worry in Totoro's arrogant voice.

"You are not a gorgeous woman. You don't need to go to school or take leave now."

Tiexi frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable. His master was very kind. "The master went out for something and is not at home now. Also, the master is a very beautiful person."

Your own master is the best!!

When Jibe heard that it was Tiexi's voice, he was stunned for a moment, until he misunderstood what he meant, but he did not explain, and said lightly, "When Yuanjiao comes back, call me back."

Tiexi: “Yeah.”

Hang up.

After hanging up the phone, I realized that there was nothing urgent and I hadn't slept for a long time.

I returned to my room and closed my eyes.

Tiexi was awakened by the ringing of the phone. He rubbed his eyes, answered the phone, and heard an anxious voice.

"Yuan Jiao, come here quickly. Yukimura is sick and is in the operating room now." After saying that, he hung up the phone in a hurry.

Tiexi didn't react until he hung up the phone.

Tiexi knew the boy but didn't plan to go. However, less than an hour later, the phone rang again.

His voice was filled with sadness, "Yuan Jiao, please come here quickly."

Tiexi thought about it and decided to go to the hospital. The master went to the fairyland because of this young man. At least he couldn't die now, otherwise the master would be very sad.

When they arrived at the hospital, there was no one in the ward. Tiexi saw Yukimura's pale cheeks and a respirator on his face. The sunlight shone on his body, like a broken rag doll.

Tiexi admitted that Yukimura was very good-looking, and it was hard to tell whether he was androgynous, just like a fairy.

Yukimura seemed to have heard the noise and opened his eyes. His thick eyelashes flapped their wings like a butterfly.

"It's Tiexi." A weak voice sounded, and his eyes curved slightly, "Where's Yuanjiao?"

Tetsuki flew in front of Yukimura, "The master went to the fairyland to find a way to cure you."

Seeing him weakly trying to prop up his body, she quickly stopped him, "I have a way to temporarily relieve your pain."

Tiexi didn't know when his master would come back, nor did he know if his body could hold out until his master came back. He didn't want to make his master sad, so the only and most reliable way was...

"Make a contract with me." Tie Xi's expression was indifferent. If the situation did not allow it, he would never make a contract with him.

"This way my strength will last until my master returns."

It would be a lie if Yukimura didn't feel excited when he heard that he still had hope.

The doctor said that his current condition was very dangerous and required further observation.

I thought about my beloved tennis, my teammates, and my parents.

He couldn't refuse.

But when he saw the indifference on Tiexi's face, he knew that he was unwilling to sign a contract with him.

"..."

"But you have to promise me that once your illness is cured, you will terminate the contract with me." Tiexi is a very sensitive person.

He saw the hesitation on Yukimura's face, but he didn't know what he was thinking and agreed.

"I, Tetsuki, am willing to sign a contract with Seiichi Yukimura." He stretched out his index finger towards Seiichi Yukimura.

"I, Yukimura Seiichi, am willing to sign a contract with Tetsuki." He stretched out his finger and touched it with Tetsuki's. A yellow light flashed and gathered in the bodies of the two people.

Yukimura Seiichi felt a warm current entering his body. He stretched his arms and found that he felt much better than before.

Tiexi told Yuanjiao what had happened, "Thank you for your hard work." Yuanjiao touched Tiexi's head.

She took the phone that Tiexi handed to her and looked at the messages one after another.

"Princess Ling agreed to help you take a look, but she is not sure whether she can cure you." Yuan Jiaai looked at Yukimura Seiichi lying on the hospital bed.

"Think carefully about whether you want to follow me to the fairyland for treatment."

An Ning looked at Tie Xi again, "You stay here with him for now."

"Master~" Tiexi hugged Yuanjiao's fingers tightly. He didn't want to stay here. He wanted to be with his master.

"Be good, when he's sure, call me."

"Okay~" Tiexi lowered his head.

Hearing Tiexi's aggrieved voice, Yuan Jiao laughed a little, "Don't worry, I will come to see you."

"Yeah." Tiexi watched Yuanjiao leave until he could no longer see Yuanjiao's figure, then he flew in front of Yukimura Seiichi.

"Do you know how powerful Princess Ling is?" Yukimura still wanted to know more. He was afraid that he would have too much hope and it would all be in vain in the end.

"I heard from Jinlian that Princess Ling is the mother of life." Tiexi recalled what Jinlian said.

Yukimura Seiichi nodded.

On this side, Yuan Jiao, who was missed by Tiexi, was looking at the message on her mobile phone.

Uncle Chen: [Miss, I have arranged for you to transfer to another school. Please stay there for a while.]

Yuan Jiao dialed Uncle Chen's cell phone number, only to hear a cold voice, "Sorry, the number you dialed is unavailable at the moment, please try again later..."

An Ning had no choice but to suppress her anxiety and called Ji Bei first, "You unglamorous woman, where have you been these days?"

Atobe's angry voice came from the phone, with a hint of worry in it.

"Sorry, Tezuka, I have something to do. I promise I will never skip class without reason again." Yuan Jiao quickly promised.

"Come back quickly." Atobe's voice slowly calmed down.

Hearing that Jibe was no longer angry, Yuan Jiao finally relaxed, "I'll be back soon."

Yuan Jiao took a taxi and arrived at Bingdi in just a few minutes.

When I saw Atobe sitting on the chair with a gloomy face, I suddenly didn’t want to go in. That doesn’t mean he is no longer angry.

Oshitari wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel, and saw Yuan Jiao with only half of his head exposed, "Atobe, Yuan Jiao is back."

Atobe turned around and looked at Yuan Jiao, "Come here quickly."

Yuan Jiao glared at Oshitari.

Oshitari felt that he was very innocent. In the past few days, Atobe's temper was getting worse and worse. He trained him to death every time and never gave him any chance to breathe.

Now that someone has finally arrived who can share the workload, why not use him quickly?

Yuan Jiao walked slowly in front of Ji Bu, and before he could speak, "I'll go and practice with you right away."

Run away quickly.

Does this make Tezuka feel a little depressed? Am I that terrible?

Yuan Jiao walked up to Oshitari, picked up the racket, bit his ear, and asked, "What's wrong with Atobe?"

"In the past few days, Atobe's mood has been getting worse and worse, and the intensity of training has become increasingly greater. Now the regulars seem to be unable to hold on any longer."

I couldn't help but point at the regular players who were lying on the ground, too lazy to even move their fingers.

Yuan Jiao's mouth twitched, it seemed that Jibe was still uneasy.

"Oshitari, come and fight with me." Atobe's originally better mood became a little depressed again when he looked at the two people biting each other's ears.

"Hi." Oshitari picked up his racket and walked onto the court with heavy steps.

The people in the tennis club looked at Oshitari with sympathy.

Poor Oshitari, we will commemorate you on this day next year.

Amen, bless you.