Growing love 2

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"Yagyu, don't take the national competition as a joke." Atobe kindly mentioned that he would not directly tell them that they were too complacent and could not listen to other people's suggestions for their own skills. His own character does not allow him to point out these things directly.

"No, for me, the most important thing is not this anymore." Yagyu replied very directly, he really didn't care about the national competition, it was like this from the beginning, and the only thing he cared about was Yukimura, if Yukimura wasn't there , then no matter how huge the national competition is, he has no interest.

"Hmph, what will happen to you as that unglamorous child seeing you lose, will you just get angry?" Uncle Atobe gave him a supercilious look.

"In that case, isn't the purpose of Atobe-kun here to disturb us?" Yagyu really wanted to drive Mr. Atobe out. He swears that if it wasn't for the deep-rooted gentleman education he received since childhood, and his own good He must drive Atobe out because of his moral values.

"It's an honor for you to come here." Atobe-san brushed his hair and showed a gorgeous and confident expression. He couldn't find any connection with Yukimura at all, and he came here just for peace of mind. That's all, let him think that Yukimura is still here, but he won't say it, it's too unglamorous.

"Yagyu-kun, even if this is the case, we can still help you. For example, I think Marui-kun's physical strength is a problem, Kirihara-kun's emotions, and Nio-kun's lack of seriousness. You should all know these problems, then The best incentive for them is for us, as an external school, to bring it up, or let them feel something." Relenting to the point, he made his role very clear.

"Cut, it's boring." Akutsu arrived, and he didn't ride a motorcycle.

"Pfft, it seems that our Lihai Conference has welcomed many guests in the past few days, even people like Akutsu who don't like to live in groups have come. The next one will not be Tokugawa." Nioh was just joking, but I didn't expect To put it bluntly, Tokugawa really came.

"Tokugawa-kun, why did you come to the junior high school?" Yagyu asked politely.

"Acquisition." Tokugawa's words are always concise. What he said is true. If Yukimura is not awake, he will definitely acquire Li Haida. He is already impatient.

"Then trouble you to line up behind Atobe-san, you two will fight slowly, if Akutsu also has the same meaning, you will be the third." King Ni made a gesture of invitation, and let the three gather together .

"Hmph." Tokugawa snorted disdainfully, and he never said that the main items of Tokugawa's house were lined up.

In this way, with the help of everyone, the Lihai people passed the training days in dire straits. They miss their ministers all the time, and by the way, their deputy ministers. They have completely lost the appearance of the tennis club. Yagyu often Not in the tennis club, Nioh changed their costumes and came over to deal with them. Liu always had nothing to do with himself, and Akutsu and Tokugawa often fought and fought together. They were responsible for fighting and cleaning. Directly separate the two people, Atobe and Kirihara have always been at odds, the two of them are fighting back and forth, Atobe is even more unscrupulous because Yukimura is not around, and Kirihara has no kelp shape, and Shinobu is still gagging with Nioh, It looks very harmonious.

The hospital is still brightly lit at night. Tokugawa and the others are guarding Yukimura. If what the doctor said is true, Yukimura should wake up today. Today is the last day. If he doesn’t wake up, he will never wake up. If this kind of thing happens Let those doctors feed the sharks. This is what Atobu thinks. Recently, the doctors have changed batch after batch. Now all the doctors turn their heads and run away instinctively when they see them. One dared to come up and tell them about Yukimura's condition. Shinozu and Yagyu could only barely use their own advantages to call for a doctor. Each time they called one to send another, they didn't know how long they could last. Suddenly, Yukimura's eyes moved, and his fingers began to Slowly regaining consciousness, Yukimura was about to wake up, he opened his eyes slightly, and wanted to raise his hand, but found that he couldn't do it at all, his arm was still as heavy as a thousand catties.

"Seiichi?" Tokugawa called him softly, with a little excitement and surprise in his tone. It has been a week, Yukimura finally woke up, and the parents around him were also relieved, but their expressions were still very serious. Not much relief.

"Ahem." Yukimura coughed a few times, Tokugawa helped Yukimura up, and gently placed his hand with the infusion on his lap, Yagyu made a glass of warm water, tested the temperature, and carefully fed Yukimura with water.

"Jingichi, what's wrong?" Tokugawa asked in a low voice.

"You know everything?" Yukimura asked softly, and forced a smile.

"..." They were silent. The child faced the remaining mercenary group alone because he didn't want to cause trouble or drag others down, so he handled it by himself. With the determination to die, he was ready to die with them. After all, these people are Those who escaped from Tokugawa before, Tokugawa didn't discover their existence at all in the past few years. Their strength is definitely not mediocre. Yukimura hasn't touched a gun for so long, so it's a bit rusty. machine.

"Sorry." Yukimura apologized quickly with a very docile attitude.

"Why didn't you tell me something happened?" Ajiujin asked.

"Sorry." Yukimura didn't explain, and didn't know how to explain.

"..." Very well, I lost my temper at all.

"Seiichi, why can't you rely on me a little more?" Yagyu gently touched Yukimura's pale face, wanting to pass his body temperature to Yukimura who was cold all over his body.

"Biru." Yukimura began to cry unconsciously, he felt that he was useless.

"Seiichi, don't cry, I'm here." Yagyu wiped away Yukimura's tears distressedly, "I will definitely not let anything happen to you, absolutely."

"I'm sorry." Yukimura apologized one by one.

"Seiichi, I don't want a next time." Seeing Yukimura's weakness, Tokugawa couldn't stand the pain, how could he continue to blame him.

"Seiichi, don't cry." Sanada patted his back lightly to comfort him.

"You will be fine. I will definitely find the best doctor to treat you." Atobe opened his tablet and communicated with the person opposite him in English throughout the entire process. He sent Yukimura's case directly, and the others quickly responded. Using their own advantages to discuss the plan.

"..." Yukimura raised his eyes to look at the moonlight outside the window, how long can he look at it, how could he leave these people and walk away, and Will, he didn't even have time to say the last sentence to him that he doesn't owe He has no chance. For him, he can’t hurt those who treat him well, give him warmth, and make him believe that there are other people in the world besides himself. Life and death are up to him. He doesn’t know how to comfort them. I don't know whether I am afraid of death or not, but what is certain is that if he can't move for the rest of his life, he will never let himself live to drag others down.

After several hours of discussion, the parents quieted down, "Jingshi, don't think about it, it's okay, we have found an authoritative professor of neurology in the United States, and your disease will definitely be cured."

"Yeah." Yukimura smiled lightly. "It's so late, it doesn't matter if you don't go back?"

"I'm here with you." Yagyu held Yukimura's hand and didn't want to leave at all. Finally, when Yukimura woke up, the chance of recovery increased a lot. There are mixed feelings in his heart, how can he rest assured that Yukimura will stay alone in the hospital that he has never liked for a night, or even for a few months.

"No need, what if you can't rest with me here?" Yukimura's hand slowly regained consciousness.

"Seichi." Sanada frowned, he couldn't leave Yukimura alone in the hospital.

"Xianichiro, if you are here, I will look useless." Yukimura lowered his head slightly, clenched his hands a little and then loosened them. He is indeed useless. It is entirely his fault that he is injured like this. If he The sooner he recovers, the earlier he starts training, Will won't die, and he won't let these people worry about him. Who is he? Killers and ordinary people have always been at odds. How could he forget this.

"Seichi...then you, take good care of yourself." Shinobu stopped Sanada and shook his head. Yukimura was the most vulnerable at this time, so he couldn't force him, lest Yukimura would feel even more sad.The parents went out after comforting Yukimura. It's not that they didn't want to be inside. It's just that Yukimura's mood is really unstable. It's good to let him be alone for a while. Luckily, Yukimura lives in a VIP room and he's the only one on this floor. For the patient, there is an accompanying room next to it, and they just need to watch him there.

Seeing them leave, Yukimura struggled to sit up, looked at his hands, a feeling of powerlessness came to his heart, Yukimura could no longer maintain a smile, tears fell down on the quilt, Yukimura was powerless Looking at the whiteness on the bed, I suppressed myself, and then buried my whole face in the pillow, ah~~, the low cry, the desperate eyes, the thick gray breath around the body, lingering for a long time, telling Yukimura's emotions , he clutched the quilt tightly, despair, anger, helplessness, forbearance... Yukimura spurned himself, son of god, heh, he couldn't even stand up, how did he survive, how did he survive, Will gave him back Is life just for him to lie on the bed? Is this punishment? Punish him for coveting warmth and leaving the killer organization that he considers his home in order to escape his own destiny.

The people in the room over there looked at Yukimura out of control and couldn't breathe in distress. Atobe was holding on to the tablet in his hand, and the powerlessness invaded his body and mind. No matter how powerful the doctor was, he was only 30.00% sure. Damn it, Yukimura Out of control, what he Atobe Keigo can do, what promises can he give him, he can't do anything, Atobe walked to the window and looked out the window into the deep night, this gorgeous and flamboyant emperor wept.Sitting on the sofa with Renzuzu, the broken hair on his forehead blocked his sight and red eyes, what should he do, how should he comfort him, how should he make Jingshi get better.