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do you know? Pressing the palm lightly on the thin shoulders, Inoue frowned, and there was deep regret in his voice: "Even if your father Nanjiro signed up for you without your knowledge, I hope you can have this opportunity, isn't it? "

"If you say no, you won't go. If the stinky old man wants to go, let him go." Indifferently turning his eyes away, the young man frowned slightly, squinting at the branches with a hint of perplexity. of dead leaves.

It was the stubborn answer as always that made Tezuka feel that he could no longer listen calmly.Taking a deep breath, he opened the door and walked towards the two people who were still facing each other silently. He maintained his customary cold voice and said, "Can we talk about this matter in detail?"

"Minister?" Looking at Tezuka in a little surprise, Ryoma lowered his head uncomfortably, and muttered, "There is nothing to talk about."

Seeing Tezuka, Inoue seemed to have seen a savior, heaved a sigh of relief, hurriedly handed him the entry list in his hand, and said repeatedly: "Tezuka-san, you should also persuade Echizen, it is rare to be able to participate in the US Open Chance."

His eyes fell on the white paper, and the clear names in black and white made Tezuka's eyes slightly complicated.Looking at the young man with an indifferent face in a blink of an eye, he asked in a low voice, "Why don't you go?"

Frowning, slightly displeased by Tezuka's natural tone, Ryoma raised his face proudly, and hummed softly: "It's agreed, we will win the national championship together." Because we promised, we want everyone to participate in the national competition together; Also because I have to meet that person again on the court, even the US Open may not be so attractive.

"Let's talk, I still have something to do, let's take a step first." Looking at the two people who looked at each other quietly, Inoue sighed softly, pressed the boy's immature shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Think clearly, Echizen. "

Nodding politely to Inoue to say goodbye, Tezuka's eyes were still covering the delicate and tense face of the boy, and he sighed, "Is there any other reason?"

"No."

Indeed, there is only one reason, to participate in the national competition, and then meet that person in the final court, it's that simple.

"There is still one month before the start of the national competition, and you can catch up. Even so, are you still not going to go?" The originally cold face was condensed with a sternness, Tezuka stared at the dodging cat eyes, condensed and deep His voice trembled slightly.

"The minister wants me to go?" Looking up at the cold and handsome serious face, the young man's beautiful eyes were full of confusion, and he lowered his head unconsciously.

His eyes were calmly looking at the dark green short hair that shone faintly in the sunlight, and the fingers hanging by his side gradually tightened. Tezuka restrained himself not to touch the boy who could never let go once he stretched out his hand, softly Sigh: "Yes, I want you to go."

Because you are supposed to belong to that world, you should go higher and farther than any of us, even if you are reluctant, I will let you fly, go forward.If it wasn't me but Sanada who was here today, I would say the same thing.That person cares about you and is cared for by you. He is luckier than anyone else.

"Actually, it's not that I don't want to go, it's just that the smelly old man made such a claim on his own." He looked at Tezuka with some embarrassment, and his shallow shyness added a touch of seductiveness to the golden cat eyes, which were fair and delicate A slight blush rose on Ryoma's face, and Ryoma whispered, "If I go, the minister will also cheer for the national competition."

"Then, let's all go all out." There was a slight smile in the dark phoenix eyes, and Tezuka's eyes were full of unconscious love, staring deeply at the young man's charming face.Raising his hand, his slender fingers wanted to touch the soft hair, but they never fell down in the air, and finally curled up into a lonely posture.

This conversation was so ambiguous as if they were making an agreement with each other, but Tezuka knew that it was only about tennis, about the agreement on common goals, and had nothing to do with anything else.

However, as long as it is what you want, I will give it to you.Just like you have been thinking about the national competition, or you have been thinking about playing Genichiro Sanada again, no matter what, I will hold this opportunity in front of you.

Go, Echizen, go to the world where you can fly freely, let the eyes of the world freeze for you, this is what I can do for you, and there is only so much I can do for you.

"I'm going back to the classroom, Minister." With such a deep gaze, Ryoma couldn't help but think of the embarrassing situation they had with each other when they were in Germany, and suddenly felt unnatural.He took two steps back, bowed politely to the minister who had been admiring him, and turned to leave.

Watching the petite figure with infinite power, Tezuka couldn't help calling him softly.In his puzzled look back, Tezuka gritted his teeth and asked, "Aren't you going to tell Sanada about this?"

Slightly startled, a proud smile appeared on his delicate face, Long Ma hummed softly, "Of course."

Of course, I will tell him that even if I go to the United States, I will still come back.In the first battle of the national competition, whether it is his own victory or helping Qingxue win the national championship, he is determined to win.

So, on the way to the classroom at a fast pace, Ryoma took out his mobile phone and dialed Sanada's number.After waiting for a while, he heard a familiar voice ringing in his ears, and asked with a smile, "What are you doing?"

"Ready for lunch, how about you?" On the other end of the phone, Sanada sat leaning against the window, his cold black eyes glowed with a softness that others could not understand, and responded in a low voice.I like his hoarse voice that is always provocative, just like a music CD that has been cherished all the time. Every time I hear it, I have a different feeling, but I like it the same.

Gently humming, with the usual pride, the boy's bright golden eyes were full of smiles, looking at the light blue wristband on his left wrist that he exchanged with Sanada. "I'm going to participate in the US Open, and the stinky old man signed up without authorization."

After being stunned for a moment, Sanada's condensed handsome face became complicated, and he said in a hoarse voice, "When are you leaving?"

"It seems to be this weekend, are you coming to see me off?" There was a trace of tension in his heart for no reason, Ryoma held his breath with a little expectation, waiting for the answer from the other end of the phone.

"I'll come over this Friday night and talk to my uncle and aunt." After making a quick decision, Sanada pursed her lips slightly and said softly.

The exquisite little face was full of unstoppable brilliance, the slightly raised lips were full of undisguised sweetness, his cheek was pressed tightly against the phone, and Ryoma whispered softly: "Then I'll wait for you, Sanada-senpai."

"I won't let you wait too late, I'll be there right after class." There was a trace of heat on his serious cheeks, deep black eyes lingering with deep nostalgia, Sanada looked out the window, whispering softly like a lover.

(34)

The sunlight, like every morning in the past, shone through the light blue curtains into the small and messy bedroom, teasing the sweet sleeping boy.A dissatisfied murmur was revealed between the pink and attractive lips, and he buried his small face in the arms of the person beside him, lazily rubbing against each other like a kitten.

And the person beside him has been awake for a long time.From the morning light to the sun shining on every corner of the earth, he just stared at the young man who embraced him in his arms, and even breathed carefully, for fear of disturbing this sweet dream.

Looking up at the alarm clock on the bedside, the hour hand had already pointed to [-]:[-] in the morning, Sanada knew that this kind of staring should end.In another two hours, the boy in his arms will board a plane to the United States, flying to the world of dreams and hopes.And he, even if he is reluctant to give up, he must let go.

"Echizen, wake up." With slender fingers caressing his delicate face, Sanada couldn't hide his love, calling softly to the boy who was still sleeping.

Frowning, the long and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and opened a pair of seductive cat eyes that were still sleepy, Ryoma blinked, and after seeing the person in front of him clearly, the corners of his lips raised slightly.Putting his pink and delicate lips together, he rubbed Sanada's lips for a moment, and he chuckled, "Good morning, Sanada-senpai."

As if he was used to such intimacy, Sanada no longer felt astonished as before, and just frowned slightly, then sat up. "Stop making trouble, get up and have breakfast, and then I'll take you to the airport."

Wrapping his small hands around his strong waist, without any intention of letting go, Ryoma let Sanada support him and sat up.Leaning on the warm chest, squinting at the condensed and serious handsome face, he hummed softly: "When I come back, I will beat you, Sanada-senpai."

The chin rested on the top of Ryoma's head, and the slightly messy dark green hair brushed over the handsome face, bringing a slight numbness, which made Sanada involuntarily hug the slender body in his arms. "Prepare hard for the U.S. Internet Cafe first, and we'll wait for the national competition when you come back." I didn't forget what Yukimura once said, thinking that we might pass each other in the national competition, Sanada's face darkened slightly.

"I know." Looking at Sanada's suddenly cold face in puzzlement, he raised his small hand and lightly touched his lips that were pursed into a straight line, Ryoma raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Don't frown all the time, you have a good smile .”

Holding her fair little hand, Sanada got up and said, "Get up, don't make trouble anymore."

"Che, Sanada-senpai, you are still far behind!" Staring at the tall figure who was about to turn around and leave, Ryoma aimed in the direction, swooped, his slender body hung firmly on Sanada's shoulder, and winked at him triumphantly , snorting: "Don't go."

Sighing helplessly, he stretched his arms around his flexible waist to prevent him from falling. Sanada stared at the cat's eyes flashing with a proud smile, and reprimanded in a deep voice: "What on earth do you want to do? If you don't get up again, you won't be in time."

"It doesn't matter." He murmured softly, and his pink lips moved closer