amber affair

Yan Fu was unspeakably complicated, he just watched Sanada holding the silver racket, slowly walking into the field, and walked to the field opposite Ryoma.In the ear, Liu Wenrun's nice voice came: "I brought Sanada here, Yukimura. I think Tezuka alone is not enough, after all, he still has to participate in the competition."

Except for Yanagi, no one knows how hard training Sanada, who has given up tennis since graduating from junior high school, has gone through in order to stand opposite Ryoma today.While Ryoma was undergoing a difficult recovery, Sanada also picked up the long-abandoned racket for the person he loved the most, just to be eligible to stand opposite him today.

In the stadium, Tezuka stepped aside silently, he could do nothing but lower his head and light a cigarette to hide the complexion on his face.Because he didn't have any position, even among the people who claimed to be in contact with Ryoma, he wasn't there, he was just the child's former minister.

Feeling that the atmosphere in the stadium was suddenly strange, Ryoma raised his eyes in confusion, squinted at the tall figure against the light not far away, and then bit his lips tightly.Why is he here, what is he trying to do with the racket like this?

Barely standing upright, raised his thin jaw, and pointed at Sanada with the racket, Ryoma hummed displeasedly: "What are you doing again? I don't know you."

Quietly staring at the familiar and nostalgic face, Sanada's dark eyes are as peaceful as the sea under the moon.Straight to meet the pair of amber cat eyes that shone with a slightly flustered look, dodging and wandering around but refused to face him, he said softly: "I told you before, I am Genichiro Sanada, your former opponent."

"I've said it before, I don't know you." Biting his lip stubbornly, Ryoma turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by a bright yellow ball that suddenly rolled down at his feet.

So fast!It was the invisible tee he was familiar with!The golden eyes contracted, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Sanada who was still maintaining the serving posture, and his delicate eyebrows and eyes were slightly twisted.

Even Tezuka was a little hesitant under this beautiful serve.Sanada, his serve is not inferior to that of the past.Didn't he say he had given up tennis?How can a person who has given up tennis for many years still have such a strong serve?

"How about it, do you dare to play with me, Echizen?" Slowly putting down the racket, Sanada looked at the slender figure with his head bowed and silent not far away, with an indifferent expression, only a low and slightly hoarse voice betrayed him. The uncertainty in his heart at the moment.Will he leave without looking back?

Taking a deep breath and closing his eyes forcefully, Ryoma's arms trembled slightly.But when those cat-like eyes opened again, they were full of fighting spirit.His soft lips raised a shallow arc, and his delicate face was so bright and smooth that no one could look at him. He turned to face Sanada, and hummed proudly as usual: "Then come on, I will beat you!" .”

I will defeat you, Sanada-senpai, Seigaku will definitely stop Li Haidai's dream of dominating for three years in a row!

Those proud words seemed to still be in my ears, and that proud face hadn't changed much, which made Sanada excited uncontrollably, and also made his thin lips smile slightly: "If you can , of course there is no problem."

Raise your hand, swing your racket, and your posture is as standard as a model. The bright yellow ball is like a sword that is off the string, and it hits the dragon and horse halfway.

Although his footsteps were still a bit staggering, Ryoma still caught up with the small ball that bounced straight out of bounds as soon as it hit the ground, and swung his left hand violently to return the ball.

On the opposite side of the net, Sanada quickly moved to the side of the ball as if he knew where it would land.The racket just lightly touched the spinning ball, but immediately let the ball fly to Ryoma again.

Fast as the wind.

The muscles in his right leg twitched slightly, and the pain was as dense as needles.Biting his lip lightly, he gave Sanada a hard look with a little shame. He walked back to the baseline, put himself in a good posture and waited for Sanada to serve.

Not ignoring the slight strangeness in Ryoma's footsteps, a hint of distress appeared in Sanada's eyes, and it was quickly suppressed in his eyes.Pursing his lips tightly, he deliberately slowed down the speed of his serve so that the one he loved could catch up.Facing Ryoma's aggressive return, Sanada's right shoulder sank slightly, and he slashed the racket lightly, removing all the force from the ball in the future, and counterattacked.

Xu Rulin.

Flying forward, he stretched his left arm as hard as he could to take advantage of the bright yellow that had just passed the net and slowly fell, but because his body's reaction was slow for half a beat, Ryoma could only watch helplessly as the ball fell an inch in front of the racket frame. , and he fell heavily to the ground.

damn it!Anyway, he was also the second-ranked Echizen Ryoma in the world before, but now he can't even catch a ball from that person?His heart was full of unwillingness, so he bit his lips tightly, forced his already sore body to stand up, and stared stubbornly at the person who was staring at him quietly.

"Can you continue, Echizen?" The condensed voice leaked some unconscious concern, and Sanada's eyes were complicated.Except for that private match, he had never seen him in such a mess before, Sanada really wanted to stop.

"You are still far behind! Use all your moves as much as possible!" Although his face was full of embarrassment and anger, Ryoma was indeed ignited by Sanada's aura that did not belong to the past.This person is still so strong. If he could go to the United States and enter the AP together, he would be the strongest opponent now.

"Then, let's continue." Taking a deep breath, he pressed all his love under his condensed and serious face. In the ensuing duel, Sanada seemed to be rewriting the match between him and Tezuka. Feng Linhuo and even Yin and Lei were displayed in front of Ryoma.

He once promised Ryoma that he would show him all the skills he used in Tezuka's game, but it has not been realized until today. It is a game that owes him.

When Lei Ting appeared, Ryoma's vision was already blurred by the cold sweat all over his body.The body that has not yet recovered has reached its limit, and his whole body is in severe convulsions and pains. He can only face Lei Ting, who only belongs to each other, with a sad and sentimental smile, and slowly falls down.

"Ryoma!" Yukimura, who was standing on the sidelines of the court, was furious, and rushed to the court quickly, but Sanada, who was standing on the opposite side of the net, was faster than him. hugged tightly.

Forcibly opening a pair of gloomy cat eyes, and exhaling with a nostalgic refreshing smell, Ryoma tightly grabbed Sanada's skirt, leaned into his arms uncontrollably, but still insisted stubbornly: "I don't know you."

"It's okay, I'll remind you, Ryoma." With a hoarse and trembling voice, Sanada hugged him tightly, his rough palm gently covering the golden eyes that had lost focus but still refused to close , hoarse voice: "Now, you sleep well."

"Apart from harm, what else can you bring him, Sanada?" Standing behind Sanada, Yukimura trembled violently, leaving deep bloodstains on his palms with his fingertips.Not only because Ryoma fainted, but also because he understood that no matter how hard he tried, he would never be able to catch up with the child he loved so much.

Standing up slowly, staring at the pale and delicate face with pain in his eyes, Sanada tightened his arms cherishingly, then calmly met Yukimura's sad and angry eyes, and responded softly: "I love him, so I will never let him go again , Yukimura."

Lowering his eyes, Yukimura bit his lips tightly and remained silent for a long time, until Tezuka's cold voice came: "Send Echizen back first. Yukimura, please check him for any muscle strain."

"Thank you, Tezuka." With a slight smile back, Sanada hugged Ryoma tightly and left first under Liu's guidance.

(64)

Melbourne, Australia in January of the following year

Standing at both ends of the Australian Open final court, Tezuka quietly looked at the slender young man opposite, his cold phoenix eyes full of emotion.

For the first time, after so many years of AP competition, this is the first time they meet in the finals of such a major event.However, this is not the only thing that makes him feel emotional, but also because he has witnessed the difficulties he has played from the peripheral games to today, and Tezuka understands the difficulties better than anyone else.

Echizen, many years ago, you chased me and wanted me to compete with you. Today, we finally met.And I will not slack off after returning from injury because of you. I understand your strength better than anyone else.

Minister, you have always been the one I want to beat.Besides that person, you are the most important existence in my heart.I will never forget that you competed with me with your overdrawn arms that year, and I will never forget that under your strictness is your unspeakable concern for me.

However, I must win today's game, because I promised that person that I would hold all the four Grand Slam champions in front of him.That is the promise I owe him.

Outside the court, Yukimura sat closest to Ryoma, with a hint of sadness in his amethyst-like eyes.Ryoma, don't lose, I know what has been supporting you since you returned to AP until today, so you can't lose.

I've done everything I can, but I still can't get you back, this is your last season, you know?If you don't win here today, your dreams, the promises you want to give to that person, are all in vain.

I believe in you, Ryoma, you will not lose.The Echizen Ryoma in my memory will always fly with pride no matter how difficult the game is, and today will certainly be no exception.

At the same time, sitting in front of the TV, Sanada stared through the screen at the delicate face that the photographer kept taking close-up shots of, with a slight smile on his lips.smiling so proudly