amber affair

It was Yukimura who told him in the most indifferent tone that Ryoma had already fallen asleep, and also begged him not to disturb the child whose soul was exhausted.

If it was before, he would regress, and would really think that not bothering Ryoma anymore is the best choice.But this time, there will be no regress, and the temporary abandonment is just to be together forever in the future, isn't it?

Faced with Sanada's faint smile, Rinko was a little anxious.After finally waiting for my stubborn son to fulfill his dream, and finally waiting for the man whom his son loves to figure out everything and come to the United States, why wait?Don't they realize that too much time has been wasted with each other?

Clutching Sanada's wrist tightly, forcing him to look at her, Rinko's always gentle eyes showed a trace of anxiety, and asked in a low voice: "How long will we have to wait? Genichiro, if you do this again, I really can't help it." Help you."

Don't you know that Yukimura has been waiting for Ryoma for many years?Don't you know that Ryoma will never be able to play tennis again?If you don't show up again, maybe you really can't be together anymore.

"It won't be too long, Auntie." Responding softly, Sanada turned his eyes to look out the window, with a sad ripple in his black eyes, and said quietly: "You know the interview that Ryoma accepted. He told everyone Say he loves me, but also say that I don't love him, so this time, I will find an opportunity to tell him that Genichiro Sanada has always loved him since he was 15 years old and has never changed."

Gently touching Sanada's affectionate and remorseful face with her slender fingers, Rinko smiled lightly and said softly: "Ryoma will participate in the year-end finals in November and accept the player of the year award from AP. All the fans should know what you said at that time. However, you have to be aware that you will be harassed by reporters in your life from now on.”

Smiling lightly, Sanada turned his head and looked at Rinko seriously, with a deep and firm voice, "I don't care, as long as I can save Ryoma, I don't care about anything. Auntie, I hope one day I can call you like Ryoma Mother."

"You can call me mom from now on, Genichiro." With a satisfied smile in Ryoma's eyes, Rinko reached out and hugged Sanada lightly, and there was a choke in his gentle voice, " You know, Genichiro, I've been waiting for this day for a long, long time."

Because you love Ryoma, Ryoma also loves you, so I have always believed that you will become each other's happiness.Even after all the pain and suffering you have gone through, I still believe this.Don't let happiness slip away from you again, Ryoma, Genichiro.

"Thank you, Mom." Lowering his eyes, Sanada couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, holding the tennis ball tightly in his palm, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm going back to Japan tomorrow, and I will go to England in November, and I hope you Come with Dad, okay?"

"If you let Ryoma know that his father and I have given him away, he will be very angry." Imagining how embarrassing and displeased his son will show, Rinko smiled happily, and patted Sanada wide Shoulder, promised softly: "Don't worry, we will all go."

With a slight smile in his dark eyes, Sanada looked at the bright yellow ball in his hand and asked softly, "Can you give me this tennis ball?"

"What's wrong, I already gave Ryoma to you, Genichiro." Standing up with a smile, Rinko stood at the door, and softly told Sanada: "Rest early, Ryoma is stubborn, you will know soon. "

He knows how stubborn that little wild cat is.Watching the door close again, Sanada gently leaned against the edge of the bed, staring at the tennis ball in his palm for a long time, a trace of a relaxed smile that had never been seen before slightly raised his tightly pursed lips.

At the same time, Yukimura was sitting in the moonlit living room with his flexible and slender body in his arms, a cigarette with flickering sparks was passed between each other's lips, and smoke curled up.Kissing the soft and fair cheek, the soft voice whispered softly with a hint of begging: "Don't participate in the finals, okay?"

"No." Frowning slightly, Ryoma leaned lazily on Yukimura's chest, turned his face to avoid the kisses that were constantly being burned, and hummed: "It's the last match anyway, I want to participate."

"Ryoma, don't be self-willed, you should know your current physical condition." Sighing helplessly, Yukimura took a deep breath of cigarette, with a gloomy expression: "Don't forget, you promised me that after the four majors Just retire."

"I promise you to finish this year, Yukimura-senpai." Ryoma squinted his cat eyes and looked at Yukimura quietly, with firmness that cannot be refuted in his eyes, and a touch of melancholy in his hoarse voice: "I didn't meet with the minister in the United States. I became an opponent online, so I can't let him go in the finals. This is the last match between me and the minister."

Lowering his face, Yukimura gently massaged Ryoma's tight thigh with his slender fingers, and remained silent for a while.It's the final game, yes, with such a body, I can no longer engage in intense tennis.If there is no Sanada, if there is no harm that Sanada gave this child, he should still be able to stand on the court with high spirits, instead of being so lonely and sad.

Thinking of Sanada, Yukimura naturally thought of the phone call in the afternoon.Looking down at the half-closed cat eyes, the amethyst-like eyes flashed with blurred sadness, she couldn't help kissing those attractive cat eyes, and whispered: "Ryoma, stay with me."

I've waited too long, you've fulfilled your promise with Sanada, and you've made it clear to him, can you stay with me?I will not hurt you like he did, I will love you forever.

Slightly startled, a trace of apology and complexity appeared in the golden cat eyes, Ryoma turned his face away, and sighed softly: "You know that's impossible, Yukimura-senpai."

Even if I've made it clear to him, it's just telling him not to feel guilty about me anymore.And I, the person I love most, is still him.I will never fall in love with anyone but him.

Sure enough, I was rejected by you, Ryoma.Except for Sanada, everyone will be rejected by you. I have already realized this, but I still can't help it, I can't help it.

Staring at the dodging amber cat eyes for a long time, Yukimura Toshimi's face was filled with deep pain and loneliness, but he tried to smile.His slender fingers trembled slightly, lifting his graceful jaw, he looked deeply into the depths of the golden cat's eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Ryoma, if you can't forget him, go find him."

For so many years, I have seen enough of your pain, and I don't want you to suffer any more.I can't give you happiness, at least I want to send you on the road to happiness, my favorite Ryoma.

"There is no relationship between me and him anymore, Yukimura-senpai." With a wry smile, Ryoma stood up and leaned against the window, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, and his eyes were filled with the bitterness that could not fade away.

I love you, Sanada-senpai, so I set you free and don't force this dirty relationship on you anymore.The happiness that I can't get, you must have.

Sitting on the cold floor with his arms around his knees, Yukimura stared at the almost transparent white face under the moonlight for a long time, sighed softly, but forced himself to smile, and said softly: "Ryoma, Sanada called today, Said he wanted to see you."

Startled, his slightly narrowed eyes suddenly widened, Ryoma looked at Yukimura, his lips trembling beyond words.

Sanada-senpai, do you want to see me?Why do you want to see me?Don't you not love me, have been avoiding me?Why do you suddenly say you want to see me? Don't you feel pain even looking at me?Hasn't my existence always troubled you?

"Ryoma, give yourself another chance, everything is not what you imagined." Slowly getting up, leaving a deep kiss on the soft and pale lips, Yukimura backed away with a sad smile, turned and walked into the deep darkness .

It's my selfishness, it's because I haven't told you all this time, Sanada has always loved only you, Ryoma.

I always thought that as long as I guard you, one day, you will be moved by me and stay by my side.But, I was wrong, you never belonged to me, your heart has always stayed with Sanada.

So, I don't bind you anymore, because I can't bear to see you suffer anymore.

Go, Ryoma, I send you to chase the happiness you desire.

I spend my whole life sending you away.

Please be happy, Ryoma.

My favorite dragon horse.

(72)

November, England, London

Losing to Tezuka in the finals, Ryoma didn't have any regrets, only a kind of almost complete satisfaction.The minister, whom I have admired since I was 13 years old, until today, such admiration is finally over, together with tennis.

At the annual awards ceremony after the finals, Ryoma received the Player of the Year trophy from the chairman of AP, with a faint smile in his eyes, and sent it into the palm of Tezuka.

Looking up, facing the silent flashing spotlights and the reporters eager to get an answer, he said in his usual proud voice: "Being able to have a regret-free season after the car accident is inseparable from the support and encouragement of the minister. Yes. Without his encouragement back then, there would be no Echizen Ryoma today, so I deserve this trophy."

Facing Tezuka's surprised and complicated eyes frankly, Ryoma smiled, "The minister has always known about my physical condition, but he didn't let it go soft. He gave me the greatest respect, and he made me gain respect. To me, the most worthy victory. Thank you, Minister."

Holding the trophy tightly, even if the palm was hurt by the hard and cold metal, he was unwilling to let go a little bit. Tezuka's cold phoenix eyes gradually dimmed, and he was always cold.