[Net King] Letter from Sanyuan

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

In the indoor training room of the tennis club, Seiichi Yukimura is constantly practicing catching balls in front of several machines.On the other side of the wall, Genichiro Sanada frowned at the picture until Liu Renji came in from the outside.

"How long has Jingshi been in this state?"

"It hasn't stopped since the ministry started."

Liu Lian'er's expression sank slightly. As a friend for so many years, she naturally noticed the strangeness in the other party in a short period of time.But he had never seen such an out-of-control Jingshi. Even the loss in the Kanto Competition in the third year of junior high school, this person just smiled and asked them to put their regrets about the game on the subsequent training.

But now, after announcing the task of the day, he just stays in the training room and hits the ball alone, and the speed of the ball is a speed that he has never tried during training.Liu Lian'er walked forward silently and turned off the switches of the three machines at the same time.

The yellow ball that was supposed to be sent stopped abruptly, Yukimura Seiichi looked up at Yanagi Renji, "Renji!"

"That's enough, Seiichi." Liu Renji walked over unaffected, took the racket from Yukimura Seiichi's hand, and said calmly to his friend's rare anger, "Tennis shouldn't be used for An outlet to vent your emotions, if you continue, you will hurt yourself."

"I know what I'm doing." Saying that, Yukimura Seiichi took back his racket.

Seeing this, Genichiro Sanada stepped between the two, "Yukimura, calm down."

Yukimura Seichi looked at Genichiro Sanada who was frowning, and then at the picture of Renji Liu who insisted on not giving in, and said in a deep voice, "I need to be alone, so please don't worry about it. Me?" After finishing speaking, he passed Genichiro Sanada and walked out.

"Yukimura!" Sanada Genichiro was stopped by Liu Renji when he wanted to chase out, turned his head to look, Liu Renji shook his head at him. "As far as I know, Jingshi went to see Zhujing before taking part in the club work. I don't know the content of the conversation. I only know that Jingshi left ten minutes after Zhujing left."

"Takei?" Genichiro Sanada was a little puzzled, "You mean Yukimura did this because of Takei?"

"The probability is more than 90%." After a pause, Liu Lianer reminded again, "By the way, although I know that you are doing it for Jingshi's benefit, it is best for you not to intervene in their affairs. Don't go to Takei to ask why."

Genichiro Sanada fell silent. He also knew about the changes between Yukimura and Takei these days, but he didn't think it would have any impact, but it would affect Yukimura to this extent.In Genichiro Sanada's mind flashed the figure of Yui Takei who looked a little weak to him, and finally, he nodded to Liu Lian Er.

Seiichi Yukimura, who left the training room, walked out of the tennis court. The other members saw it and didn't think too much about it, assuming that the minister had any new arrangements for future training.Yukimura Seichi, however, left the school early and went to the garden of the elementary school.

Fortunately for Yukimura Seiichi, there was no one else disturbing him, so he walked to the familiar table and stretched out his hand to caress it.Everything here is still the same as what he saw before graduation, and here he found the shadow of Qing Xia on that person for the first time.Here, they spent the last period of junior high school life together before the entrance examination; here, that person had earnestly helped him with one missed class after another; Unspoken tenderness.

Yukimura Seichi walked up to a pot of roses and squatted down, looking at the brilliantly blooming rose flowers on it, and vaguely remembered that more than a year ago, that person would also squat down to water the flowers here when he was relaxing.Thinking of the scene at that time, Yukimura Seiichi can still describe the expression of that person at that time, which is a kind of tranquility with the accumulation of time.

However, the person at that moment did not belong to him after all.

Yukimura Seichi straightened up, glanced at the pink rose plant with the flower language of first love, paused for a few seconds, turned around and stepped out of this garden full of countless memories.

On the current campus, most of the students are participating in club activities, and Seiichi Yukimura only saw a few sporadic students on the way to the teaching building.But seeing a man and a woman who seemed to be confessing in a corner, they stopped unconsciously.

I don't know what the boy who handed out the envelope said, the girl blushed and quickly kissed him on the tiptoes. Then, the boy smiled and took the girl's hand and ran away together.Yukimura Seiichi watched silently, and finally got on the tram home with a blank expression.

Yukimura's mother didn't ask any more questions about her son's rare return home early, but after Yukimura Seiki went upstairs, she looked upstairs for a while with a worried expression.

After going upstairs, Yukimura went straight to his small studio, lifted the canvas on the drawing board, and revealed a portrait that looked like Yui Takei.Yukimura Seiichi stared at the portrait closely, and after a while, reached out and took down the drawing paper.

Yukimura Seiichi's eyes flashed a struggle as he pulled both sides of the drawing paper with his hands, and finally closed his teeth and was about to tear the drawing paper to both sides, but at the last second of tearing, he lowered his hand dejectedly.

So, when Yukimura's mother saw her son who had just returned home and hurried out the door with a tennis bag on his back, the worry on her face became more serious.

Yukimura Seichi went to the street tennis court closest to his home, then took out his racket and tennis balls and started hitting the ball back and forth against the next wall.

"You know so much about me that you should know that this matter will never come to fruition from the beginning."

"what--!"

He didn't know this person at all, and he didn't know how far he had to go to make this person look at him squarely and not treat him as a teenager who was immature.He didn't ask for much, he just wanted this person to look at him with equal eyes.But after two years, this person's response to him was not to refuse, but to obliterate all his expectations of her.

Thinking of this, Yukimura Seiichi hit the ball harder.

When night fell, Yukimura Seiichi returned home covered in sweat.

After taking a bath, Yukimura Seiichi returned to the studio, his eyes were fixed on the portrait that he clipped back to the drawing board for a moment.He has never hated this man's rationality as much as today, and hated this man's cruelty to himself alone.

He has never been able to turn around and withdraw like this person, since he had the first email that crossed dimensions, let him know that there was such a girl on the other end of the email, and brought this girl to him, why is it realistic? The result is to cut off the most special bond that no one else can have?

Suddenly, Seiichi Yukimura remembered an environmental protection essay competition he had participated in in the second year of junior high school. He was the first, and he remembered that No.2 seemed to be Takei's name.The next moment, Seiichi Yukimura ran back to his room, and began to rummage through the box to find the newspaper that he brought back but didn't know where it was - it published the results of the competition.

No, no... where the hell!

At this moment, Yukimura Seiichi completely lost his usual stability and rationality, and there was an impatience that could erupt at any time.When Yukimura Seichi was getting more and more irritable, he finally found this morning paper from more than two years ago in an English book.

Yukimura Seichi turned to the page where the competition was published, and the words "Takei Yui" were literally written in the column next to his name.Looking at the two names that were closely linked together, Yukimura Seiichi suddenly seemed to find a source of comfort.Before they actually met each other, their names had already formed a bond, not only the emails Qing Xia sent him between them, but he could also find their bond in this world.

Seiichi Yukimura took a pair of scissors from the pen holder on the table, and carefully pasted this plate in his collection book.Looking at the two names side by side again, Seiichi Yukimura closed his collection book and closed his eyes.He knows that such behavior is very self-deceiving and ridiculous, but even if it is just a name that does not belong to the other party, he still wants to keep any possible bond between himself and this person.It seems that every time this kind of bond is added, the chance of him being able to reach out increases.

Involuntarily, Yukimura Seiichi thought of the meaning of the lottery that was drawn on New Year's Eve that year--whatever you ask for.Now, this signature has fulfilled his wish for that person, so no matter how much he does and gets more bonds, will he really be able to reach out to that person again?

It would be nice if... there was no email in the first place, and I didn't know each other before?

Yui Takei, you can always make me so embarrassed, but I still can't refuse this temptation.

The author has something to say: [Modified the paragraph in the newspaper]

Well, I know that I abuse Brother Cun again. I will put a pot on my head first, and then seriously say that Brother Cun will be the same as a boy of this age.

Then, honey-colored little angel, I saw the mines you cast, so I love you (づ￣3￣)づ