[Net King] Take medicine before confessing

"Why is that woman standing beside Atobe-sama?!"

When she was called to the chairman's room, Saotome still looked resentful.She wasn't very good at lying, and she played the clip that happened to be recorded in the social office building in front of her, and she said everything.

In fact, only her figure appeared in the clip, and the scene of her breaking the glass was not really recorded.However, taking into account factors such as motivation, time, and location, this conclusion was quickly reached.At first, she shifted her eyes to change the subject, but after watching the video, she didn't deny it at all, but cursed loudly.

"Isn't it because we are also members of the student union and we get along day and night? Master Atobe is just a little more tolerant to her, and she will push her forward, and shamelessly said that he is dating Master Atobe..."

"So what if I'm dating her? What does it have to do with you?" Keigo Atobe said coldly.

Even Yushi Ninzu, who was also full of anger, was taken aback for a moment.He never knew that this old man who always implements the word gorgeous would have such cold eyes and such a stern tone.Just an understatement of questioning is overwhelming.

Saotome shrank back unconsciously, and hurriedly said: "But, but..."

"Tell your friends, if you go too far, the result will be more than just being expelled from school." The phone in his pocket vibrated, and Keigo Atobe took it out to look at the caller ID on the screen, and quickly walked towards the door Walking outside, he finally said sharply, "Don't come near us again!"

Yuuji Ninata met his eyes and nodded knowingly.

As the military advisor of the Ice Emperor, if he couldn't even handle such a small matter well, he wouldn't be a ninja.After Atobe Keigo handed over the matter to him, he called the driver directly, got in the car and went straight to the hospital.

The email I received on my phone was the result of the consultation with the most famous foreign microsurgeon. It seems that most people think that the reoperation will only cause a greater burden on the nerve that has just been repaired, and it does not have much effect on the recovery. usefulness.Whether you can lift the paintbrush again depends on how you recover after a period of rehabilitation.

In other words...doesn't it rule out the possibility of not being able to paint again?

Keigo Atobe held his forehead and read the email over and over again, frowning and urging the driver: "Drive faster."

"Yes."

"Isn't it because we are members of the student union and get along day and night?"

His feelings for that person are not so superficial and taken for granted.

Not because of the frivolous times we experienced together, not because she was always within his reach, nor because she left forever at the most beautiful time.

It's not something that can be taken for granted, a feeling that can be easily expressed.

Instead, like snowflakes, they accumulate quietly and silently in text messages and emails over a period of ten years.

It was as quiet as the sound of snowflakes falling to the ground, but when he didn't notice it, it grew and expanded bit by bit, until finally, it quietly occupied the entire heart, becoming the only and most unique existence in life.

"……so what?"

The boy who suddenly opened the door and came in raised the corners of his lips, and asked back as if he heard something stupid.

The girl on the bed was startled, and unknowingly let go of her brother's hand.Hei Zituo also put the phone back in his pocket, and motioned Hei Zizhe to leave the bed with his eyes.

"Atobe-kun..."

"Even if you can't draw, so what?" Keigo Atobe walked to the bed, looking down at her with gray-blue eyes, the expression in the eyes was complicated and difficult to distinguish, but there was always an obvious tenderness.

The only one that belongs only to her tenderness.

Kuroko Airi forced the corners of her mouth to pretend to be calm, but she couldn't hide the blankness in her eyes.

Why not confess to him?

Because of the fear of crossing that critical line, the fear of being unable to maintain the friendship, the fear of never being able to contact him again.

But if she is good enough and confident enough, why would she have such fear?

In the final analysis, he just felt that he was not good enough for him.

Such a clumsy self, no matter how hard he tries, but when he really sees him, just looking at his light from a distance will burn his eyes, so how can he have the courage to stand in front of him and say that to him? In a word?After being reborn, he finally made up his mind to become someone truly worthy of him, but lost even the only thing he was good at.

I really am, it's useless at all.

"If I can't draw, then I'm nothing...What do I need to get... Ugh!"

A sudden kiss interrupted everything.It was different from the kiss on the ferris wheel last time, it was more intense than gentle, as if it was venting some long-pressed emotions, so deep that it made the soul tremble.

"You're Airi...it's enough to use this as a reason."

A low, hoarse voice rang in his ears, and his warm breath sprayed on the side of his neck.He was so close that he could even count the eyelashes one by one.Heizi Airi shuddered, for some reason she couldn't meet his eyes, so she could only shift her eyes to his tear mole.

However, Atobe Keigo didn't seem to like this, and pinched her chin and ordered forcefully: "When my uncle talks to you, look into my eyes."

The water-blue eyes were forced to meet his pupils, and in the deep sea-like eyes, there were obscure waves rolling endlessly.

"It's enough for you to stay by my uncle's side. You don't need to worry about other things."

As long as you live, that's enough.

As long as you are still alive, you can breathe, your heart beats, you can still smile at me, you can still blush when I tease you, you can even stumble while walking to make people worry, and you can still watch this world with bright eyes like stars. The world will stay by my side well.

Instead of leaving forever without saying a word, never appearing in a dream for a whole ten years.Instead of sleeping quietly in the cold underground, the connection with this world is only a cold tombstone.Instead of sleeping alone in a cemetery under snowy moonlight, in pouring rain, in every weather you like or dislike.Instead of becoming a cold tombstone, no matter whether you receive roses or I come to see you in person, you will not smile or speak.

It's more important than anything else that you're alive.

"Atobe-kun..."

The cherry-haired girl was completely stunned.

"There are not many people who can call me by my name directly. When will you be able to change that address, huh?" Jokingly speaking, Keigo Atobe shook the small cloak beside the bed and gently draped it on the bed. On her body, the movement carefully bypassed the wound on her right hand, "In short, do a period of rehabilitation first, and see how the recovery is going before making any plans."

The young man with gray-purple hair raised the corners of his lips, and the moles at the corners of his eyes were as dazzling as before, but his casual tone was full of tenderness: "The rehabilitation master will come every day, don't try to be lazy. If you are in pain and want to act like a baby, It's not that I can't lend you my shoulder."

It doesn't matter if you can't learn how to act like a baby, and it doesn't matter if you don't learn how to rely on me.If this uncle comes to teach in person, no matter how stupid he is, he should understand, right?

"Then what if..." Kuroko Airi lowered her head, sucked her nose, trying to hold back her crying, "What if it still can't be cured after rehabilitation?"

"If it can't be cured, go to a better doctor and use a better treatment method." Keigo Atobe embraced her in his arms, and patted her on the back stiffly like coaxing a child, his tone There is a kind of seriousness that is taken for granted, "I will watch you until you are cured. So don't think that you can give up easily."

Tears that had been endured for a long time burst out suddenly, and the clothes on his chest were quickly soaked in a large area, and the scalding temperature passed through the skin all the way to the heart, making him feel a dull pain.

At that time, did she ever cry helplessly by herself?She doesn't want to worry anyone, so she pretends to be carefree with a smile, will she cry in the middle of the night because she is afraid that her hand will not recover?

The person in her arms was crying so much that her whole body was trembling, and Keigo Atobe hugged her even tighter, allowing her to shed fear and anxiety along with tears.

This time, you won't cry alone.

If you want to cry, come here and cry.

— come into my arms.

Outside the door, Hei Zizhe frowned and listened to the movement inside.Hei Zituo only listened to half of it, and walked aside with peace of mind, poured out the soup in the thermos and let it cool.

"The doctor said that the recovery process will be quite painful." The man with water blue hair looked at the sky outside the window with a calm tone, "So many people just give up after recovering to the point where they can live a normal life, but Airi If she wants to continue painting, it will be much more painful. And... there is a great possibility that no matter how hard she tries to recover, no matter how long she recovers, she will not be able to return to her original level."

Hei Zizhe also turned his head and looked directly into his father's eyes: "It doesn't matter if Airi doesn't paint...Even if she doesn't paint anymore, she will still be Airi."

So there is no need for such painful rehabilitation at all, as long as it is enough to recover to a normal life.If, as the doctor said, she spent five or six years or even more than ten years enduring the pain, but in the end she was still unable to paint again, her pain would definitely increase exponentially.

"But love ideal painting."

Heizituo also carefully tested the temperature of the soup, and when he felt it was okay, he poured it back into the thermos.

"Drawing is even more important to Airi than basketball is to you... If Tetsuya were to give up your favorite basketball, how painful would you feel?"

Hei Zizhe was also taken aback, thinking of the atmosphere in the team recently, his eyes dimmed.

"For Airi, painting can be regarded as the meaning of her existence, and it is the only way for her to prove her worth. If you want her to give up because you can't bear her suffering, it is actually the same as destroying her. She will still bear it Painful, and doubly painful mentally."

Heizi Tuo also gently patted his son's head.

"Truly cherishing a person is not about protecting her all the time, and not allowing her to bear any pain. It is about trying to understand her, understand her mood, and support her pursuit."

He looked sideways at the half-open door of the ward, and sighed while holding his glasses.

"Although I really don't want to say such a thing, but... what Airi needs now is someone who supports her like that boy and who really knows how to cherish her."

Although very reconciled, but must admit.

What the young man said was so irresistible, so pampered and loved, so inevitable.

People who don't really know and love her from the bottom of their hearts can't say those words.

No.40 Chapter Nine·END

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