amber affair

Senior, I love you..."

The lower abdomen suddenly became tense, and Sanada locked his flexible and fiery body in his arms and pressed down violently. With his waist straightened up fiercely, the scorching liquid shot wantonly in the narrow passageway.And Ryoma also climbed to the peak of lust in the sharp and sharp moaning suddenly.

"Are you okay?" The slender fingers caressed the tired little face full of sweat, Sanada's eyes had passion that had not faded, and he lowered his head and kissed the half-closed cat eyes.

Caressing Sanada's palm like a cat, Ryoma raised the corners of his eyes, gave Sanada a flirtatious glance, and smiled charmingly on his lips stained red with lust.Deliberately twisting his waist, he tightened his buttocks and rubbed against his avatar that was still in his body. Feeling the fiery column suddenly swell a bit, Ryoma snorted hoarsely: "You are still far away, Sanada-senpai .”

"Is it far away? Then, let's continue, Ryoma." Slightly narrowing his eyes as black as midnight, his deep voice filled with lust rising again, Sanada picked up Ryoma in his arms, and walked quickly to the bedroom not far away go. "Don't worry, we have a lifetime together, my Ryoma."

After the climax, the sensitive body glowed charming red under Sanada's protruding body. Ryoma tightly wrapped his arms around Sanada's neck, panting and moaning in his ear: "Okay, if you leave me again, I will Will never forgive you."

Turning around, leaving a precious kiss on the alluring amber cat eyes, Sanada murmured as if promising: "No more, Ryoma."

I will never let you go again, Ryoma.In the years to come, we will walk together.

(74)

Waking up in the bright spring sunshine, Sanada's laziness caused a slight smile on the side of Sanada's lips.He stretched out his hand to hug his lover who had been snuggling by his side, but he didn't expect to touch only messy sheets, and the smile froze on his lips.

Ryoma!Sitting up suddenly, looking at the empty room, a trace of panic flashed in Sanada's eyes.Where did he go?Could it be that the lingering sentimentality of last night was just a dream?After waking up from the dream, he is still not by my side?

Looking around, seeing Ryoma's luggage still in the corner of the room, finally made Sanada slightly loosen his frown.Then, he saw that the tennis ball he asked for from Lunzi was placed firmly on the table, with a white sticky note on it.

"I went to see what you said to me back then."

What did you say?Could it be that temple?one person?Recalling that Ryoma's car accident was on the way to that temple, Sanada could no longer maintain his usual composure, put on his clothes hastily, and rushed out the door under the astonished eyes of the dojo students.

After getting off the train, Ryoma walked slowly on the quiet street.The remote mountain village is still the same as it was more than ten years ago. The people who come and go have leisurely expressions on their faces, which makes people feel calm from the bottom of their hearts, and those vague memories are gradually clear.

That's right here, that person bought matcha for himself in this small shop.At that time, I didn't understand what kind of mood he came with, I only knew that I was blindly indulging in the tenderness he gave, but I never understood the pain of that person.

Sanada-senpai...

Over the years, I have been puzzled, disappointed, and hated you, hated you for pushing me away so resolutely, until now when I think about it, I don't know how naive and ridiculous I am.I only know to blame you, I only feel wronged, but I have never tried to understand why you did that.

I'm sorry, Sanada-senpai, if this love can make up for it, let me spend my whole life to make up for the harm I did to you.

Buying a cup of matcha tea in a small shop and holding it in the palm of his hand, Ryoma slowly walked up the stone steps at the end of the path, letting the falling cherry blossoms fall in his hair and shoulders.

Sanada-senpai, the cherry blossoms in Kanagawa you mentioned are really beautiful.From January to March, I followed Mr. Fuji to the places where he had brought back photos. Although the scenery was beautiful, it was still not as good as the cherry blossoms here.This kind of scenery will be seen around you every year in the future, right?

Thoughts are flying, and the long trail has come to an end before I know it.Looking at the gate of the temple, which was more dilapidated than ten years ago, Ryoma suddenly became a little timid.What did that person want to say to himself at that time?

While hesitating, the temple door was pushed open silently. The old monk looked at the exquisite young man standing at the door, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes that had gone through the world, and then he smiled again: "I remember you, young man, when you were ten Been here many years ago."

"Do you still remember me?" Raising his eyebrows in astonishment, Ryoma half-closed his cat eyes and stared at the smiling old monk in front of him, with obvious disbelief in his eyes.

"Hehe, although I'm old, my memory is still very good." The old monk looked at Ryoma with a smile and said softly, "The person who came with you at that time was a person with a very serious expression. Serious boy. You have beautiful eyes, once you see them, you won’t be forgotten, Echizen Ryoma.”

The surprise between the brows was even worse, Long Ma stared at the gentle smile of the old monk for a long time, and after a long pause, he whispered softly: "You know me?"

"Although I became a monk, I was also a fan of tennis when I was young!" The old monk let Ryoma into the temple sideways, and while walking slowly, the old monk explained to Ryoma: "Speaking of which, I am also your fan. .Since watching your first game, I've known you've been here, with that kid."

"I've read the interview you received, last year's competition, and the words you said in the finals. I didn't expect that it took you so many years to understand each other's heart." The old voice With a little sigh in his heart, his gentle but sharp eyes lingered on Ryoma's exquisite face, and sighed softly: "Some things, if not spoken out, will cause pain to both parties."

Eyebrows drooping, and a sore pain in his heart, Ryoma suddenly felt that he was an idiot.If it was not just a confession at that time, if they could have talked more with that person at that time, telling him that they wanted to be with him and would not give up AP, they would not have wasted so many years of time.

"That kid, let's call him Genichiro Sanada. When he first came here, he was in a bad mood. But compared to the times he came here later, that should be the best time for him." Looking quietly Seeing Ryoma's slightly painful expression, the old monk paused for a moment, then sighed softly: "I told him the first time, your troubles are because he refused to express his true feelings, but the child is still like this. Endure it, endured it for so many years."

"Sanada-senpai came here later?" Hearing the message from the old monk, Ryoma couldn't help raising his eyebrows in surprise, and asked repeatedly.

As if he had expected Longma to ask such a question, the old monk still had a faint smile on his face, and replied gently: "I have been here. In the years after you left, he often came and stood under the tree , standing for several hours, but still dare not open the kit you left behind. I think he must be very sad. He wants to see what you said to him, but he dare not read it, so he just bears it .”

His eyes fixed on the red brocade bag fluttering in the wind, Long Ma pursed his lips and remained silent for a long time before asking softly, "Can I go see it now?"

"Of course, you can watch it with that kid Sanada." Looking back at the tall figure who was walking quickly, the old monk realized that he no longer needed to stay here, smiled at Sanada, turned and left.

"Ryoma!" Stepping forward, he hugged his slender and flexible body tightly into his arms. Sanada breathed heavily, as if he was afraid that he would disappear into his arms, and said hoarsely: "Why did you come here by yourself?"

He will never forget what kind of tragedy happened on the way here on Christmas Eve three years ago.At that time, looking at the child wrapped in gauze in a pale, he even stopped breathing.If, if the same thing happened again, he didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't want to think about it.

Raising his hand and gently stroking Sanada's pale face, the golden cat's eyes floated a little wet, Ryoma said lightly, "I'm fine, Sanada-senpai."

How did this person get through the years he didn't see, the years he only knew resentment.Speaking of pain, the most painful person among them is still him!

The trembling lips gently kissed the tightly pressed thin lips, and the hoarse voice squeezed out broken choked: "I'm sorry..."

Kissing back the person he loves the most deeply, until the breath of each other is rushing, Sanada slowly loosened the distance, and whispered: "Let's go and see, what Ryoma wants to see."

Fingers clasped together, Sanada walked slowly towards the big tree where the kits were hung. Without any hesitation, Sanada picked out the kits left by each other, put his own into the palm of Ryoma, and said softly, "Look."

His fingers hooked the ribbon lightly, but trembling, he couldn't pull it off.Taking a deep breath, looking up at Sanada's handsome profile, the excitement in his heart gradually calmed down.What this person wanted to say to himself at that time should be the same as himself.

Opening the bag, he poured the already outdated lottery into the palm of his hand. Looking at the words left by each other, Sanada and Ryoma's eyes were filled with the same satisfied smile.

Sanada-senpai, I like you.

Echizen, I like you.

Sure enough, what we want to say to each other is the same.

Tears flickered in the golden cat eyes, and they looked deeply into the gentle and smiling black eyes. Their lips were pressed together, and they kissed wantonly, as if they wanted to make up for wasted time, and they refused to let go for a long time.

Lust, come