amber affair

With the sharp pain in his heart, Bu Er slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand and silently hugged the child with drooping eyebrows, shrouded in sadness and despair, tightly into his arms.Caressing the slightly red and swollen delicate cheeks with his fingers, there was a trace of mist in the ice blue eyes, and he asked hoarsely, "Does it hurt?"

Shaking his head stubbornly, Ryoma looked up at Fuji with a small face, and asked softly, "Has the trophy been sent?"

"Yukimura has already arranged it, you don't have to worry about it. Sanada will receive it soon." Responding hoarsely, Fuji sighed a long time, with a bitter smile on his handsome face, he asked in a low voice: "Is it worth it?" , Ryoma? For that person, you are already covered in bruises. When will you stop this self-torture?"

Smiling lightly, Ryoma leaned on Fuji's shoulder and closed his eyes wearily. "You know me, Senior Fuji. I have promised others, and I will never miss the appointment."

Yes, I know, you are such a stubborn person, I knew it many years ago.However, with such stubbornness, what else can you get in exchange for the pain all over your body?That person won't even look at you at all.

Just like today, if he pays even the slightest attention to you, he will know how hard you work and how bad your physical condition is.But he has never even said a word, why do you still insist on the meaningless agreement with such a cold-hearted person?

The slender fingers gently inserted into the dark green hair, holding the back of Ryoma's head to let him look at him, there was a hint of expectation in his eyes, and he whispered softly: "Come with me, Ryoma. I will take you to travel around world, and then we forget about the past together, shall we?"

If you agree, I will take you away now, and take you to see the scenery that I have always cherished in my heart and I have always wanted to let you see.Then, on this journey, let me accompany you to forget those pains, let you forget the person who has always brought you pain.

Shaking his head, there was an uncompromising stubbornness in the cat's eyes, Ryoma quietly looked at Fuji's eyes that were sad for a moment, and refused with a smile: "You clearly know my answer, Senior Fuji."

You clearly know that no matter how much time has passed or how far you have traveled, Echizen Ryoma's heart is still there, and you can't forget those ridiculous and pathetic persistence.

"He doesn't cherish you at all..." The elegant thin lips were covered by icy little hands, making Bu Er unable to speak, and could only look sadly at the pair of golden cat eyes curved like crescent moons. The deep sea is so painful that there is no end in sight.

Fingers gently traced the picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and the slightly rough fingertips wiped away the moisture from the corners of his eyes. Ryoma raised his head and branded a light kiss on Fuji's forehead, pursing his lips and chuckling. "I have cigarettes in my bag, go get them to me, Senior Fuji."

Sighing sadly, Bu Er picked up the cigarette and lit it, without handing it to Ryoma, he took a strong puff first.The pungent taste made him cough violently, forcing tears to well up in his eyes, and then slid down along his handsome and fair face, reflecting the heart-wrenching confusion.

"Really, if you don't know how to smoke, don't force yourself." Ryoma reprimanded softly, snatched the cigarette from his fingers, and took a deep breath.Seeing Fuji's tearful eyes through the rising smoke, he sighed apologetically, "Don't do this, Senior Fuji."

Embracing his slender body gently from behind, Fuji buried his face on the side of Ryoma's neck. After a long silence, he asked hoarsely, "Ryoma, do you really believe that if you win the four major championships, Sanada will come back?"

"I've never thought about this, Senior Fuji." Curled up, snuggling quietly and softly in Fuji's arms, Ryoma shook his head, and the corners of his slightly raised lips twitched slightly. "This is what I owe him, and it has nothing to do with anything else."

I also tried to use this promise to redeem him, but there was nothing else but to bring him deeper pain.So, now I don't have delusions anymore.When I give him all the titles I promised, there is no relationship between me and him.

Me and him can finally be completely over.

At that time, we will be clean, Sanada-senpai.

"Then, after you finish this season's game, go on a trip with me, Ryoma." Kissing the dark green hair softly, Buer reached for his backpack, and took out a stack of exquisite photos from it, One by one was sent to him, and he whispered: "Look, this is the lavender field in Provence, this is the Great Rift Valley in East Africa, and this is the sky of the Himalayas..."

These scenery are all the memories I left on the journey of wanting to forget you, and I have always dreamed of taking you to see them one day.

Once, I thought that those turbulent lives could forget you, at least keep you in my heart, but I failed, you can no longer be erased, since the age of 15, you can no longer be erased up.

So, even if you can no longer love anyone, I want to take you away.At least, let me accompany you in the rest of the journey of life, mutual warmth and mutual dependence, even if there is no love, it is also possible.

With his slender fingers gently touching the exquisite photo, Ryoma smiled, but there was pain in his eyes that couldn't fade away. He nodded in agreement: "Okay, after this season is over, I will go with you."

The scenery is really beautiful, but in my heart, what I miss the most is the fireworks that bloomed in the night sky of Kanagawa in that summer.

At that time, I was still very young, thinking that as long as we were together, we could go on like this forever.Thinking about it now, I feel childish.Those times, like fireworks, after blooming, will soon be annihilated, and even the traces can't be found.

The only thing I regret is that I have never seen the cherry blossoms in Kanagawa that that person mentioned.

(68)

June, England·London

The grassy court finally ushered in the final of the Wimbledon Championships, as well as the princes and emperors of the tennis world.

After the Australian Open and the French Open, Tezuka and Ryoma met again at the Wimbledon final court, one of the four Grand Slam tournaments. There was emotion and understanding in each other's eyes.

Outside the stadium, both the media and fans are waiting for the official start of the game in anticipation and fear.Looking forward, looking forward to today's summit match that must be extraordinarily exciting; afraid, afraid that after experiencing the heartbreak of the Australian Open and the French Open, I will see the prince covered in pain again.

From the French Open to Wimbledon, in this short period of one month, the world tennis world has been shrouded in a huge question.Obviously the body has not really recovered, and victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs. Why is their proud prince so obsessed with victory this year?

In my memory, the prince who caught the world's attention, even if he lost, would only hum proudly in Japanese: "It's still far away."Why did he become so eager to win after returning from injury?

That's just because of a promise, it has nothing to do with other conjectures.

On the sidelines of the stadium, Yukimura's amethyst-like eyes could not conceal the anxiety, and slowly swept across the audience.After seeing the arrogant and gorgeous man in the auditorium closest to the stadium, they looked at each other knowingly for a moment, smiled wryly at the same time, and then focused their eyes on the slender figure in the stadium.

Standing by the side of the net, he shook hands with Tezuka. Under the eyes of the other party who couldn't hide his worry, Ryoma raised his usual proud smile, opened his pink lips slightly, and said in a voice that only each other could hear: " Minister, I won’t be so embarrassing when I win against you today. I will stop the game in three sets.”

For today's match with you, I have been exercising my physical fitness for the past month. I will not let you worry about me anymore, Minister, Yukimura-senpai.

"Then, don't be careless, Echizen." The fingers holding Ryoma tightened slightly, and Tezuka's cold phoenix eyes were filled with a shallow but genuine smile.

The game officially started, with Tezuka serving first.

In just one round, Tezuka felt the change in Ryoma.His style of play is still as sharp and flamboyant as ever, but surprisingly, he has added a calmness that has never been seen before, giving Tezuka reason to believe that he is not just talking casually.

DriveB, the bright yellow ball draws a beautiful arc in the air, spins and lands, bounces up, and flies out of the field obliquely, winning warm applause from the audience.Ryoma narrowed his eyes proudly, looked at Tezuka's raised eyebrow in surprise, and said with a smile: "Minister, you are still far behind."

You've made progress again, more forward.

Looking at your state today, I believe this must be a game that I will never forget.I will engrave everything about you in my heart and turn it into a lifetime memory, and it can only be a memory.

With a wonderful zero-style serve, the tennis ball slowly fell in the front court, and before it landed, Ryoma had already appeared there at an unpredictable speed.With a light pat, he hit a high ball. Tezuka leaped high in the front court, and then responded with a powerful smash, and the ball went straight behind the court.

Then, under the surprised eyes of the audience, Ryoma chased back to the backcourt, leaving Tezuka with a back view, his slender and flexible arms stretched softly, and returned the ball.The bright yellow ball slid out of a beautiful arc in the air, landed firmly on the baseline, and bounced out of bounds at a speed that Tezuka could not catch up with.

The applause rang out again, and they all gave this wonderful counterattack that belonged to the prince that they had never seen before.

Yes, none of them knew that this was the giant bear's counterattack from the genius Fujisuke.Only those who have experienced it first-hand know how terrible it is.

Sitting in the stands, Atobe squinted a pair of bright silver eyes, with a handsome and flamboyant face