amber affair

The ecstasy that surged at the news of her return was instantly replaced by sudden despair, and Sanada's arms trembled violently.The slender and rough fingers tightly grasped the young man's thin shoulders, and his deep black eyes stared at the clear and pure golden eyes. Sanada said hoarsely, "Echizen, you really don't remember anything?"

"Who are you?" Ryoma frowned dissatisfiedly with his shoulders hurting from being scratched, and struggled lightly.Staring displeasedly at the handsome handsome face in front of him, his eyes froze slightly when he saw his swollen knees, and he quickly squatted down.The little white hand gently stroked Sanada's knee, and asked in a low voice, "Hey, does it hurt?"

He closed his eyes heavily, wrapped his arms tightly around his petite body, and hugged him into his arms. Taking a deep breath, his body was refreshed with a faint milky fragrance. nightmare.

If it wasn't for the dream, how could he not remember himself even though he was in his arms; if it wasn't for the dream, why would he still be so worried about his injury when he obviously didn't remember him anymore?But if this is a dream, wake up quickly!After waking up, he was still in his arms, and he said to himself with a proud smile: "Senior Sanada, you are still far behind!"

Not far away, Tezuka's face was already ashen.He turned his back silently, walked towards the stands step by step, and returned to his position.

Pulling Ryoma to sit on the empty seat on one side, Sanada's slender fingers gently stroked the soft dark green hair, with a hint of expectation in his eyes, he asked cautiously: "Really don't remember anything?"

Shaking his head, he snuggled into Sanada's arms obediently, watching the second doubles match on the field with his round cat eyes, Ryoma's delicate face was full of curiosity: "Hey, what are you doing, chasing a The ball was running around like it was fun."

No, it's not like that, Echizen!This is your favorite tennis ball, the tennis ball you've been playing with, how come you don't even remember that?

Silently pursing his lips, his arms gently embraced the petite and flexible body in his arms, Sanada's eyes were filled with pain.Looking up at Nioh who was watching him silently, he said hoarsely: "Go and tell Yukimura that Echizen doesn't remember anything."

"Now?" Raising his eyebrows, King Ren's face flashed with astonishment.If you read correctly, Nioh believes that Yukimura has the same feelings for this child named Echizen Ryoma as Sanada. Now, at this moment, the most important time for them, is it really good to tell Yukimura?

Looking in the direction of Li Hai in a blink of an eye, looking at Yukimura who was turning his head frequently, a trace of bitterness appeared on Sanada's lips: "That's right, tell him, otherwise he won't be able to concentrate on the game."

Turning his head away, ignoring the surprised gazes from time to time around him, Sanada hugged Ryoma quietly, his fingers gliding through the cold and soft hair from time to time.Watching his eyes linger on the amber cat eyes, which were absent at first, and gradually began to focus, turning into a trace of complicated pain rippling in his heart, Sanada's attention can no longer be concentrated on the court.

Whether he remembers it or not, the tennis that has long been engraved on his body and mind still attracts all his attention. If he is allowed to touch the tennis ball for real, will he think of something?

Standing up, he quickly walked in front of everyone in Qingxue, picked up the boy's ball bag without saying a word, Sanada stared coldly at Taocheng standing in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "Get out of the way."

"What are you going to do? Echizen doesn't remember at all, even if he took the racket, it's useless!" Momoshiro gritted his teeth and growled while staring back at Sanada in displeasure.What should be done, I have done it on the way back just now, including pulling Echizen's hand to touch the racket, forcing him to touch the tennis ball, I have done it.However, there is no effect, is there?

"Then force him to remember." The deep voice was so cold that there was no warmth at all, Sanada spared Taocheng, and staggered a little and went straight to the boy who was looking at this side with round eyes.

"Momoshiro." Turning his head to stop Momoshiro who was about to rush forward to stop him, Tezuka lowered his head and thought for a while, then said, "Sanada wants to help Echizen remember something through actual combat, so you should go and help too." Anyway, instead of Standing here helpless, let Sanada try.

Seeing Taocheng walking towards him with a displeased face, Sanada put the ball bag into Ryoma's hands, bent down and stared at the pure golden eyes, and said softly: "Follow Taocheng first, I will come over with the racket."

Looking at Sanada puzzledly, he looked back at Taocheng, with a sweet smile on his delicate face, Ryoma responded obediently: "Okay. You have to come here quickly."

"Are you going to his place?" With his arms folded, Yukimura stood in the court and quietly looked at Sanada who was packing up his belongings, a trace of complexity flashed in his purple eyes. "Do you really think this will help him regain his memory?"

"How will you know if you don't try?" Responded indifferently, put the ball bag on his shoulder, looked deeply into the bright purple eyes with his condensed black eyes, Sanada said in a deep voice: "Xingcun, let's fight him upright."

With a slightly sad smile on the corner of his lips, Yukimura slowly turned his head to look at Li Haida's second doubles team who had an absolute advantage, and his soft voice was slightly hoarse: "I'm waiting for him."

Turning around and striding out of the arena, he happened to meet Atobe head-on.Staring at Sanada's gloomy handsome face, Atobe raised his lips indifferently, and hummed, "I'm going with you."

Remaining silent, when Sanada walked to the quiet field outside the gymnasium, the yellow ball had already landed on the boy's half.

With tears in his eyes, Taocheng looked sadly and disappointedly at the half-kneeling boy in the court, holding his head tightly with his hands and shouting hissingly: "Remember quickly, Echizen! Didn't you always want to be with me?" Did we win the national championship together? We agreed, didn't we? Why do you forget?"

"What exactly do you want me to think of?" Staring at Taocheng with dissatisfaction, the golden cat eyes filled with confusion, Ryoma looked around.His eyes slowly slid across the gate of the stadium that was gently pushed open, and after seeing the tall figure that was so familiar no matter how he looked, he burst into a charming smile, waved and shouted: "Hey, you are here."

Frowning slightly, Sanada walked quickly to Taocheng's side, and said in a deep voice, "Let me come."

"Are you here? Do you think that as long as it is you, Echizen will think of something? You are not that special, Genichiro Sanada!" Staring at Sanada full of hostility, Momoshiro's hands trembled slightly.

Don't tell, don't ask, it doesn't mean that he doesn't know, the person in front of him has broken the heart of his beloved minister.Everyone in the Qing Xue Tennis Club knows that since he entered Echizen, the director has looked at him differently.Their minister Bingshan fell in love with Echizen a long time ago, who knew that Sanada would forcefully intervene, and it ended like today.

Pursing his lips, his handsome face suddenly became a little ugly, and Sanada clenched his racket tightly.special?He didn't know if he was special to Echizen, he just thought about how to help the child think of something.Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to maintain the usual condensate, and said coldly: "I will definitely remind him."

Feng Lin, Huo Yin, Shan Lei used everything, and Sanada overdrawn his knees that had already reached the limit, and knocked down the ball to Ryoma's feet time and time again.His handsome face was wet with sweat, and his footsteps gradually faltered, but he still persisted, only because the confused golden eyes staring at him gradually became clear, and shone with a scorching light.

Unable to hold on anymore, the pain in his knee was no longer his own, Sanada understood that such reckless behavior had strained his muscles.Half-kneeling on the bottom line of the court, even though his eyes were covered with sweat, his eyes were full of desire to stare at the petite figure slowly walking towards him, and he held his breath.

"Idiot, you're still messing around after being hurt like this." Slightly squinting his eyes, Ryoma squatted beside Sanada, pulled up the hem of his clothes and gently wiped his handsome cheeks, with a hint of resentment in his immature voice.

"Echizen..." Staring blankly at the familiar expression, Sanada stretched out his hand tentatively, touching his warm and smooth cheek, his voice trembling slightly: "You remember?"

With slender fingers gently stroking the swollen and swollen knee, the soft mouth was slightly clenched, and Ryoma whispered: "If you don't want to get up again, how can you make it in time to participate in the competition?"

There was a faint smile of joy on his lips, and his palm lightly covered the back of Ryoma's hand. Sanada slowly lowered his head, letting each other's foreheads lightly touch each other, and softened his voice: "Now that I think about it, it's so rare Everyone is here, so don't waste the opportunity to warm up."

Raising his eyebrows and pecking lightly on his warm thin lips, Ryoma raised a proud smile, looked around the court in a blink of an eye, and smiled at everyone: "How about warming up together, everyone?"

Amidst the stunned audience, Atobe, who had been leaning against the net and not speaking, suddenly laughed out loud.Holding the racket tightly, he walked quickly towards the kitten with a proud smile, rubbed his sweaty hair with graceful white fingers, and said provocatively: "Let me come and see your so-called Karuizawa special training." , How much progress has been made, brat!"

"Tch, King Monkey Mountain, you are still far behind!" Narrowing his golden cat eyes, he looked up at the handsome face with a disdainful smile in his memory, and recalled the journey from Karuizawa to Tokyo. They all stared at him with worried and sad eyes, and Ryoma was slightly moved.The little hand grabbed Atobe's wrist, and under his slightly surprised gaze, he sincerely thanked: "Thank you, Atobe-senpai."

The silver-purple eyes were slightly deep, and the love was hidden under a faint smile. His fingers lingered on the delicate cheeks for a moment, and Atobe took a deep breath and said, "If you want to thank me, I will do my best to thank you." take a ball and catch