[Net King] The Spring of a Supporting Actor

The Zhiji Forest Sports Park was originally a clear sky, but in a blink of an eye, it was covered by dark clouds and it started to rain.But even in this kind of rain, the finals between Aigaku and Fudo Peak will still be held.

In the match between Qing Xue and Fudo Peak, the first doubles match ended with Fudo Peak abstaining, but even if Fudo Peak abstained, no one thought that Fudo Peak was weak, and no one dared to underestimate the previously unknown school. school.

Especially the first-year player of Fudo Peak, although he has been a substitute before, his strength should not be underestimated. Many people have already remembered Fujiwara's skills and the last wave ball.

It's just that Fujiwara, who was being talked about by many students, was walking alone in the rain, and he didn't know where he should go.

Maybe he should find a place where no one is around and be alone for a while.

The rain at this time was still very light, and the only thing floating in the air was thin and long strands of rain, which fell on the body and felt cool.

"Fujiwara, stop!" Ju Xing saw Fujiwara walking in front and shouted loudly.

When Fujiwara looked back, he saw Tachibana and Ishida walking towards him. Fujiwara turned his head not to see Ishida's right wrist, and stood there quietly.

Ju Xing's eyes were as pure as water, she stared straight at Fujiwara, and asked: "Fujiwara, why did you use the wave ball to deal with Fujiwara? You can score that point without using the wave ball at all, why did you use it?" Is the swing ball good enough?"

Tachibana didn't blame Fujiwara for using the swing ball, but that at that time Fujiwara could win the ball without the swing ball, but he chose the swing ball.

He actually wants to use the wave ball to deal with Fuji, right?

This is where Juxing gets angry.

Hearing Ju Xing's question, why?

Fujiwara lowered his head and smiled bitterly. He didn't just want revenge, but he did something wrong at all.

It's not that person, and he's not Yuan Ye anymore!

Tachibana is waiting for Fujiwara's answer, she hopes that Fujiwara can give her an explanation, even if that explanation is just an excuse, she also hopes that Fujiwara is not really what she thought at first.

"Why don't you talk? Are you thinking of using a swing ball to defeat Fujiwara?" Tachibana Xing looked at Fujiwara's silence and felt very uncomfortable. She glanced at the tennis bag behind Fujiwara and said, "Fujiwara, you You don't deserve to play tennis at all. Because you have no respect for tennis!"

Ishida, who was standing aside, heard Tachibana say that about Fujiwara, and was a little worried that Fujiwara would not be able to bear it, so he patted Tachibana's shoulder with his left hand, signaling Tachibana to stop talking.

Tachibana was also a little worried that Fujiwara would not be able to bear it, but she still said: "Tennis is not for attacking people!"

"If Fujiwara, you don't even know this, I don't think you need to continue playing tennis at all."

Fujiwara looked up at Tachibana, his eyes were cold and distant, and asked calmly, "Senior Tachibana, can I go?"

Many things are not as beautiful as imagined in fairy tales. In the dark experience of tennis in his previous life, he worked as a ball boy, played match-fixing, and was even beaten up in the lounge because of his outstanding talent. once.

During that dark experience, the only thing that accompanied him was tennis. At that time, tennis was his partner and his weapon to protect himself.

Maybe after that, there was another person who accompanied him, it was no longer tennis, but in the end that person also ruthlessly abandoned him, leaving him covered in bruises.

Ju Xing was taken aback for a moment, staring blankly at Fujiwara's cold eyes, she didn't feel angry for some reason, but was just thinking about what made Fujiwara become like this?

What happened to Fujiwara?

Why does she feel that Fujiwara is so pitiful and pathetic?

Naturally, Fujiwara saw the sympathy in Tachibana's eyes, avoided Tachibana's sympathetic eyes, looked at Ishida, bowed, and said in a serious voice, "Thank you, Ishida-senpai!"

Ishida was taken aback for a moment, but then shook his head with a smile, and said, "It's okay! I said we are partners, so naturally I will help you hit the ball back."

partner?What a strange yet familiar word!

Fujiwara smiled, said nothing more, chose another direction, and walked forward.

Looking at the back of Fujiwara walking alone on the road with a tennis bag on her back, Tachibana didn't know whether she was angry or uncomfortable at this moment.

She only knew that she really wanted to help Fujiwara, to help Fujiwara solve those past things, and forget those unpleasant things.

"Ishida, let's go!" Said, Tachibana walked another way.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, gradually getting wet Fujiwara, but Fujiwara didn't want to hide from the rain, but just stood in the rain and walked slowly.

Fujiwara raised his head, allowing the rain to pass over his face, washing away his painful and desolate memory.

The rain gradually blurred Fujiwara's vision. Fujiwara found a place where no one was around, put down his tennis bag, and sat down with his back against the red wall. He sat on the ground alone and recalled the scene of the game just now.

Under the rain curtain, Fujiwara's whole body was drenched, his face was covered with rain, but he still had a smile on his face, but that smile was very bitter.

yes!He seemed to be becoming more and more annoying. He knew that Fuji was not that person, but he still used such tricks to deal with him.

He is just too scary!

Fujiwara looked at his right hand, the callus on his hand was very thick, but it looked strange.

"What should I do? I also feel that I am very annoying now. No one will tolerate me anymore. I really don't know what I did wrong. Why did you treat me like that?"

"Didn't it all be said before that the two of us will always play doubles and play tennis together?"

"Why are you doing that to me?"

"Don't you know that the only person I can rely on is you, I trust you so much, why do you treat me like that?"

"Why?"

Fujiwara looked at the sky, opened his mouth wide, and asked loudly.There was endless sadness in the eyes, and it was unknown whether it was tears or rain, which slipped from the corners of Fujiwara's eyes, leaving clearly visible tear stains.

"I really don't understand why you are doing this to me? You are the most important person to me. I never thought we would get to that point."

"Should I hate you, or should I hate myself?"

Fujiwara leaned against the wall, closed his eyes, and murmured in a low voice: "Why do I hate you?"

"Why do I gradually rely on you? Now it seems that everything is my own fault."

"I shouldn't be so happy—"

Fujiwara stood in front of Fujiwara holding an umbrella, covering the rain for Fujiwara, interrupting Fujiwara's muttering, and asked, "What are you talking about? It's raining so much now, why don't you I'm afraid I'll catch a cold if I stay here."

Fujiwara slowly opened his eyes, the rain was passing by, looking at the familiar face that appeared in front of him, a smile flashed across Fujiwara's face, the corners of his mouth were curved, and the shallow dimples on both sides were very beautiful.

This is Fujiwara's real smile.

It's just that Fujiwara knew that it was not that person standing in front of him, but Seigaku's Fujisuke, and the smile on his face disappeared immediately.

The smile flashed past, as if it was just an illusion, as if it never appeared at all.

Fujiwara closed his eyes again, leaned his back against the wall, and said coldly: "Go away, leave me alone. I want to be alone."

Seeing the flashing smile on Fujiwara's face just now, Fujiwara was a little surprised. He walked to Fujiwara's side and didn't speak, just holding an umbrella for Fujiwara.

"I told you not to worry about me!" Fujiwara closed his eyes, unwilling to see Fuji's appearance, nor to hear Fuji's voice, so he stretched out his hand and pushed Fujiwara, hoping that Fujiwara could leave and leave him alone for a while. meeting.

"Do you have to treat yourself like this just because you lost a game?" Fujiwara looked at the drenched Fujiwara and asked doubtfully.

"Your tennis is so good, if I played singles with you, you might be the one who wins. Even my Feiyan returning to the nest was sealed by you."

"By the way, Fujiwara. Have we met before, and have I done anything to apologize to you before?"

"I always feel that you seem to be hostile to me, why Fujiwara?"

"If I really did something sorry to you before, I apologize to you."

Fujiwara closed his eyes, but the familiar voice came from his ears, his heart seemed to be numb, and he didn't know what it was like.Even though Buer Zhouzhu was talking there alone, he remained silent and did not respond.

Seeing that Fujiwara remained silent, Fujiwara thought for a while, then took off the jacket of his team uniform, put it on Fujiwara, and said, "Put it on quickly! If you really catch a cold, the rest of the team will compete. What are you going to do about the Kanto competition?"

Fujiwara didn't respond, so he couldn't help but smiled and asked, "Is it true that all first-year freshmen have the same temperament? Our tennis club also has a freshman who is just like you, and he is just as stubborn as you. "

"However, you are all very strong!"

It was still raining, leaning against the wall, Fujiwara sat on the ground, holding an umbrella for him and Fujiwara, quietly listening to the sound of rain, watching the rain rushing down in the distance.

Looking at Yu Jing from a distance, it seemed to be very moving. It was hazy, covering the two of them, and they couldn't see clearly from a distance.

Neither of them spoke, they were very quiet all the time, very quiet!

The rain soon disappeared. After the rain, the sun shines through the clouds and shines on the raindrops. It is crystal clear and beautiful.

A rainbow of seven colors appeared in the farther horizon, standing above Fujiwara and Fujiwara. Looking at Fujiwara and Fujiwara from a distance, it was like standing on a rainbow bridge, which was very dreamy.

Seeing that the rain had stopped, Fujisuke put away his umbrella, looked at Fujiwara, and asked with a smile: "It seems that the match between Aigaku and Fudomine can still go on. Fujiwara, you don't plan to go there to help your teammates?" come on?"

Fujiwara got up, changed back Fujiwara's coat, avoided Fujiwara's gaze, and couldn't help asking: "Fuji, can I ask you something?"

Fujiwara was taken aback, Fujiwara would ask him for something?With squinted eyes and a bright smile on his face, Fujiwara asked with a smile, "What's the matter, Fujiwara?"

"You don't talk to me again, and don't smile at me."

"Fuji Zhouzhu, do you know that I hate you very much, and I also hate your smile!"