amber affair

Content, has never changed and will not change, this is the prince who fascinated the world tennis circles, Echizen Ryoma, the man he loved all his life.

Accompanied by the cheers of the audience, the final officially began, and Ryoma took the lead to serve.

Pulling the brim of the hat habitually, the golden cat eyes narrowed slightly and glanced at Tezuka who was waiting in front of him, his slender fingers tightly grasped the bright yellow ball, threw it high, and swung his right hand violently.

The beautiful outspin serve is the envy of every AP player. It crossed an elegant arc, landed at Tezuka's feet and spun for several weeks, and bounced straight towards that cool and handsome face, bringing the prince Unruly as always.

Having not encountered such an aggressive serve for a long time, Tezuka frowned slightly, turned his head to the side, dodged this imposing ball, and let it fall out of bounds.

The light-colored soft lips raised a seductive arc slightly, and the amber cat eyes curved provocatively at Tezuka, and Ryoma served again.

Pushing away a step, he caught the incoming ball with one hand with his left arm. The heavy force from the racket made Tezuka's calm heart a little surprised.Has he recovered to this level?Compared with the game in Stuttgart, Germany, his strength has not declined slightly, but has a faint momentum of surpassing.

The dexterous one-legged small steps made the slender and handsome figure move all over the field, and repeatedly hit back Tezuka's calm and fierce balls. His fair and delicate face surprised every eye in the bright sunshine of Melbourne, cheers The voices came one after another, and they were all thrown at this prince who had been away from the tennis world for a year.

Tezuka's field controlled by rotation was attacked by the incoming ball with more intense rotation; the light and elegant zero-style serve was easily returned by the zero-style slice from the same source; Tezuka Kunimitsu, known as the king of tennis Under the pressure of the prince, the first set ended in a loss.

Yukimura walked back to the rest area with a smile full of relief and a little worry, Ryoma gently rubbed his slightly sore left arm, and hummed softly: "The minister's strength is getting stronger and stronger."

"But Ryoma won't lose, right?" His slender fingers gently kneaded Ryoma's slender and strong arm. Yukimura's eyes could not hide his concern, and he smiled and asked: "Don't put too much burden on your left arm, Ryoma .”

"I know, Yukimura-senpai." He raised his hand to wipe off the sweat that was winding down Yukimura's cheeks, his golden eyes were filled with a calm smile, amidst the cheers of the audience, Ryoma comforted softly: "Don't worry, I won't If you are a fool, you will last until the end."

Even if you don't tell me, I know, Yukimura-senpai.This is my last season, and if I miss this season, I will never be able to fulfill my commitment to that person.So, I won't mess around, I'll hit back ball by ball seriously, and then win this game.

After exchanging venues, they met each other in front of the net, and then passed each other. Tezuka's usually cold phoenix eyes felt a little pain, and he couldn't help telling: "Don't get on the ground carelessly, Echizen."

This sentence, in every game many years ago, he said this to the young man in front of him.At that time, he was still a shy, 13-year-old boy who occasionally made a little confusion; and he was still a minister.There are too many unspeakable concerns in this sentence, and today is no exception.

"Minister too, don't let this match leave any regrets." Looking back briefly, Tezuka showed his usual proud and childish smile, and the prince walked towards his own battlefield with his head held high.

Serve, run, return, score.In the third set, under Tezuka's strict defense and unexpected attack, Ryoma did not play easily.

Even though the severely injured body has recovered a lot under Yukimura's meticulous care, it has been injured after all, and its strength is no longer as good as it was when it was completely victorious.But he just gritted his teeth and persisted, trying his best for every ball.

The stadium, which was full of cheers, gradually quieted down. Some female fans with delicate emotions could not help crying. Even the commentator, with a slightly choked and hoarse voice, reviewed the brilliant achievements of their prince over and over again, emphasizing over and over again , even if the prince is defeated by the emperor today, it is still a glorious defeat.

The commentator's voice echoed in his ears. Even though his eyelashes were wet with sweat and his vision gradually blurred, Ryoma still gritted his teeth stubbornly, with a proud smile that never faded on his delicate face.Who said he would lose?It's not even close!

The third set has entered the tie-break under the fierce confrontation. The score between the king and the prince is very tight, and they lead alternately back and forth by one point.A short tie-break has lasted for more than an hour, and no one is willing to concede that point first.

At the end of the match, with a beautiful whirlwind smash, Ryoma knocked down the ball firmly in Tezuka's half, and then bounced straight out of bounds; while his opponent hadn't even made a counterattack gesture yet.

Victory!Amidst the cheers that shook the sky, Ryoma raised his pale and delicate face, showing the beautiful proud smile that fans are familiar with.

Now, Sanada-senpai, I have prepared a quarter of the present for you.The remaining three quarters, I will give you in the same way.

At the awards ceremony after the game, Tezuka took over the Australian Open trophy for Ryoma, who could no longer lift his left arm, and let him hold it in his hand and hold it high together with him.With applause pouring in like a tide, he softly sent his most sincere blessings: "Congratulations, Echizen, I lost."

Responding to him was a bright smile that never changed, Ryoma snorted softly, "This is just the beginning, Minister."

Breaking through the security guards, the reporters scrambled towards the newly promoted Australian Open champion and runner-up, because the expressions of the two were too intimate just now, so that everyone wanted to inquire about other things besides sending blessings.

They all still remembered how affectionate the prince was when he announced his sexual orientation many years ago.

The reporter who once took photos at Sanada’s house squeezed out of the crowd, lingered on the faces of the prince and the emperor with some doubts, and asked: “Echizen contestant, I have seen all your trophies at Mr. Sanada’s house, and I have always wanted to see them. Let me ask you a question: hand over all the trophies to Mr. Sanada, is he different to you? Is he the one you mentioned, the one you love the most?"

His face froze slightly, and the bright golden cat eyes were suddenly a little sad, and then they were covered by an indifferent expression.Sweeping the reporters who were quiet for a moment, Ryoma smiled slightly and responded with the calmest voice: "Sorry, I had a car accident before and lost some memories. I don't know who you are talking about, Mr. Sanada."

Thousands of miles away in Japan, the man who was lowering his head and carefully wiping beautiful trophies heard such an answer, his fingers trembled slightly, and a shallow sigh escaped from the corners of his tightly pursed lips, before continuing with the work in hand.

Looking up, looking at the sky with falling snow, Sanada murmured silently in his heart: You will remember, Ryoma.I will remind you, my favorite Ryoma.

Facing the reporter who wanted to ask more questions, Tezuka's condensed handsome face sank slightly, and he held the exhausted young man in his arms with his body, and said coldly: "I'm sorry, my junior is already tired, what do you want to ask?" Yes, you can directly ask his manager, Mr. Yukimura."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the audience.Because all the reporters remember that the prince also mentioned that the person he loves the most is his senior and his opponent.

Could it be, what kind of relationship is there between a prince and an emperor?

Tezuka's words made Yukimura's face extremely ugly, but he understood that Tezuka really wanted to rescue Ryoma.So, after a sad sigh, he took the initiative to step forward to block the reporter, letting Tezuka protect Ryoma and leave first.

We are your seniors and your former opponents, but we are not the one you love, Ryoma.

(65)

In the Australian Open player's lounge, Tezuka didn't care that he was covered in sweat, and gently wiped Ryoma's pale face with a towel, with an unconcealable pain in his eyes.

"Echizen, can you hold on? Do you want me to call Yukimura?" He lowered his head and stared at the young man who was leaning against his arms, his slender body trembling even when he breathed. And hoarse.

He couldn't bear such a fierce competition.But he still gritted his teeth and persisted, just as he persisted in his hopeless love, he was so stubborn that it made people feel distressed, and he also wanted to give him love.If I restrain this lonely and sad soul and force him to stay by my side, will it make his life easier?

"I'm fine, Minister. It's just that I haven't fought with the Minister for a long time, and I'm not used to it." With half-closed eyes, the soft lips slightly raised, but they couldn't hide the exhaustion from the soul, Ryoma was exhausted He responded calmly, then curled his sore body into a lonely posture, and asked hoarsely, "Have you sent the trophy yet?"

"Yukimura has already gone to deal with it, don't worry, Sanada will receive it soon." His fingers gently rubbed Ryoma's temples, sending his concern that he couldn't express in words in this way, Tezuka lowered his head and rubbed his cheek slightly Sweaty dark green hair.

Narrowing his eyes comfortably, rubbing against Tezuka's arms like a lazy cat, Ryoma smiled softly, "Do you have any cigarettes, Minister?"

Frowning slightly in disapproval, Tezuka said in a deep voice, "It's been said that smoking too much is bad, and you're still so tired, stop smoking."

Opening a pair of seductive cat eyes flashing with laughter, Ryoma quietly stared at Tezuka's condensed and serious handsome face, until the other party frowned in doubt, he finally couldn't help it