amber affair

I can't believe there are so many trophies. "

Leaning against the door, Yukimura didn't speak, because he was afraid that if he spoke, he would be jealous.

When he asked Ryoma about the whereabouts of the trophies, he knew that for so many years, each of Ryoma's trophies had been sent to Sanada without exception.Ryoma didn't care about those trophies that each contained glory, as if these trophies were just to fulfill a promise.

"Please feel free." Nodding lightly, Sanada quickly stepped out of the room, as if staying for a moment longer, the golden light everywhere would take his breath away.

The shooting task was quickly completed, and when the reporter walked out, there was still great admiration on his face.Thanking Sanada repeatedly, he smiled innocently and said, "I never thought that the relationship between Echizen contestant and Mr. Sanada is so good, and even the trophy is kept by Mr. Sanada. The person that Echizen contestant likes should be Mr. Sanada." . Please rest assured that I will not write all this into the report today."

His complexion changed slightly, Sanada looked away and clenched his hands into fists.Yukimura looked at him quietly, then sent the reporter out the door, and slowly walked towards the tall figure who had been leaning against the corridor all the time without changing his posture. "Long time no see, Genichiro."

It's true that it's been a long time, but if possible, it's better not to meet each other.Nodding his head, Sanada closed his eyes and leaned against the door, facing him in silence.He couldn't stop thinking about what kind of attitude Yukimura had been with Ryoma all these years, and what kind of efforts he had gone through to end up calling out Ryoma's name intimately today.

Echizen, you have completely forgotten about me.Fortunately, the village is with you and pampers you. Have you got the happiness you want?

It’s okay, it’s okay, as long as you are happy, it’s better than anything else.

The silence lasted for a long time, Yukimura sighed softly, his soft voice was lingering with obvious hoarseness, and said in a low voice: "How have you been these few years?" Ryoma's life is not good, he has been using The game numbs me, and I can only fall asleep when I am exhausted.You don't even know these things.

"It's nothing good, just the same." Sanada responded lightly, and tried his best not to ask Ryoma's recent situation.

Laughing twice, staring into Sanada's indifferent eyes, Yukimura sighed hoarsely: "Why don't you ask Ryoma if he is okay? For you, is he no longer worthy of attention?" If he is no longer worthy of attention, why are you I have to carefully collect his trophy, is it because of guilt, or as a memory?

"He should have a good life with you." Responding with difficulty, Sanada clenched his fists, his slender arms trembling slightly.The deep voice is as mellow as coffee, and also like the bitterest black coffee, filling the lips and teeth with bitterness.

Smiling sadly, Yukimura took a step forward, his amethyst-like bright eyes fixedly looked at Sanada's struggling eyes, and said with a slight mockery: "You never cared about the news of Ryoma, so you think that He's doing well, right?" Taking a deep breath, with deep sadness in his elegant voice, he said softly: "Some time ago, Ryoma accepted an interview. When the reporter asked what kind of person he likes , do you know what he said?"

Breathing slightly stagnant, Sanada looked at Yukimura blankly, as if longing for him to continue talking, but also as if he didn't dare to listen to him anymore.

"Ryoma said that since he was 13 years old, he has been deeply in love with a person. That person is his senior and his opponent. There is no other game that can be as happy as playing with him. But, no Knowing why, the person who was good to him started to alienate him until he was no longer in contact."

Frowning slightly, looking up at the cold moon in the night sky, Yukimura recalled the child with lowered eyebrows and a sad and bitter smile around his lips, his heart throbbed violently.Pausing for a moment, looking at Sanada with a painful face, he smiled sadly, "Do you know what Ryoma said at the end? He said: That person, maybe he thinks this kind of relationship is dirty. So, I give up. Yes, as long as he is happy, it is better than anything else."

"No! It's not like this!" Roaring sternly, Sanada slammed his fist heavily on the hard pillar, even though the phalanges felt like cracking pain, it couldn't stop the raging self-blame in his heart from collapsing like a levee .

"For you, Ryoma has given up even his self-esteem and pride, Sanada." Not wanting to continue such a heart-wrenching topic, Yukimura turned his back, took a deep breath, and calmed the pain in his heart.

The moment he was about to leave, he turned his head, with unforgivable resentment in his eyes, and said coldly: "You don't know, at the beginning of the year, Longma gave up this year's Australian Open, because of your rough treatment, he spent a lot of money." It took a month to recover. If you haven't seen what it means to be scarred, I can give you his medical records at that time."

"Sanada Genichiro, if you can't give him happiness, at least please stop influencing him."

(56)

No matter what pain there is, time still moves forward slowly, turning today into tomorrow and reality into memory.In a blink of an eye, it was snowy Christmas again.

Sitting in the simple living room of Yukimura's apartment, Ryoma rested his chin, quietly looking at the small birthday cake in front of him, frowning at the snow-like cream: "It's too sweet." The time is too sweet.Today, he only drinks black coffee, and the sweet Fanta has been abandoned.

"How could it be? I specifically asked for low-sugar cream." Yukimura pinched his tender cheeks affectionately, deep affection flashed in Yukimura's eyes, he picked up a ball of cream with his fingers and smeared it on his slightly pursed mouth, He chuckled endlessly: "Try it, it's really not sweet."

Angrily glaring at Yukimura who was smiling happily, Ryoma stuck out the tip of his tongue to lick the cream on his lips, and the delicate milk scent immediately rippled between his lips and teeth, making him squint his cat eyes with satisfaction: "Not bad, not too bad." sweet."

The golden eyes shone with a blurred brilliance under the dim candlelight, and the tip of the pink tongue licked the lustrous and tender lips, rippling with a touch of compelling charm, which made Yukimura feel thirsty all of a sudden.What a cat, it always tempts me inadvertently and unconsciously, but I can't help it so damn well.

Leaning close to the delicate face, the delicate thin lips gently pressed against the lips still stained with a little cream, sharing a small ball of cream, and the soft voice was slightly hoarse: "Happy birthday, Ryoma."

Frowning slightly, Ryoma held his breath unaccustomed to it, but did not dodge in a rare and meek manner.

Yukimura-senpai has always liked him, and he already knew that.After graduating from university, he gave up the opportunity to continue his studies, and kept his original promise to become his exclusive doctor and agent, always by his side.By Yukimura-senpai's side, he will feel peaceful, if he can ignore the sharp pain in his heart, everything will be fine.

Breathing slightly short, Yukimura slowly let go of his sweet and alluring lips, and there was a touch of lust in his eyes.They lightly pressed each other's foreheads, and a satisfied smile appeared on their lips: "It's rare that you didn't refuse, is it a Christmas gift?"

"Tch, Yukimura-senpai, you are still far behind." Proudly raised his eyebrows and stared at Yukimura's gentle eyes, Ryoma swooped a ball of cream as if playing with enthusiasm, quickly painted his handsome face, and smiled proudly Said: "Merry Christmas, Yukimura-senpai."

Funny and helpless sighed, Yukimura stared at Ryoma who was smiling happily for a long time, and when he gradually restrained his smile, he turned his face to leave a light kiss on his cheek, and whispered softly: "I'm going to wash my face, Let's finish the cake together later."

The small living room became quiet again. Ryoma quietly curled up on the chair, staring at the dancing candle flames, stroking with his fingers the Christmas present that he got many years ago. beige scarf on.

Merry Christmas, Sanada-senpai.

In the quiet and sad atmosphere, the pleasant doorbell suddenly rang, causing Ryoma to frown slightly.Looking back at Yukimura who was still in the bathroom, he thought for a while before walking over to open the door.

Standing outside the door was actually Liu Lian Er who hadn't seen him for many years and was once known as Li Hai's great military advisor.Looking at the young man who came to open the door, his face hardly changed, a trace of surprise flashed in his warm black eyes, he chuckled: "Echizen? So you should have found the right place. Where is Yukimura?"

"Here." Lifting his chin, Ryoma narrowed his eyes at Yukimura who was coming out of the bathroom, and called lightly, "Senior Yukimura, your guest."

"Yu?" The teammate who hadn't seen him for many years suddenly appeared, and even Yukimura seemed pleasantly surprised.Letting Liu into the living room and serving him hot coffee, Yukimura sat in front of Liu, with a gentle gleam in his purple eyes. "Long time no see. Are you coming to the United States for tourism or further study?"

Frowning slightly, Liu looked at Ryoma who was sitting by the window smoking a cigarette in a complicated way, and Liu sighed lightly. "Yukimura, Sanada's grandfather passed away, just yesterday."

Surprised, Yukimura was stunned for a long time before he gradually accepted the sudden news.Looking back at Ryoma who was stretched straight but stubbornly refused to turn back, he asked softly, "Why so suddenly, I remember that the old man is always in good health."

"I'm getting old, and my heart is a little bad. I had a big fight with Sanada's father yesterday because of Sanada's affairs. When I was sent to the hospital, my heart was already weak."

After graduating from university, Liu worked in a famous hospital in Kanagawa, and also maintained a fairly close relationship with Sanada.Speaking of the changes in a friend's family, there was a trace of unspeakable sadness on his always gentle face, and his eyes