The King of the Net's Trace Department Jingyan

Three days later, Jing Yan, who was hunted mad by Atobu, settled down in an inland city in China.

It was night, in a villa in a certain city in China.

"Brother, it's really beautiful here." Jing Yan sighed as he walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked at the beautiful night scene.

"Jing, you can actually speak Chinese?" Li Zhengzhi's pretty eyes were filled with surprise.

"Didn't I tell my brother?" Jing Yan smiled slightly: "In my previous life, I was a Chinese."

"Really?" Li Zhengzhi picked up a cup of hot tea: "Drink some, the weather is getting colder"

"Well, thank you brother."

"So, when will it start?"

"Brother, let's make a decision. Regarding investing in China, I will leave everything to Brother." The killer group also needs to have a good-looking shell.

"En... Then Jing can relax more." Li Zhengzhi stroked Jing Yan's hair.

Jing Yan gently leaned on Li Zhengzhi's body: "Brother's smell is similar to that person's..." I miss Xiaokelp a bit.

22:15, in a dream.

In the floating soul, a darkness gradually became clear.

"Who told you to come to China?" Jing Yi shouted angrily

"I'm sorry." Jing Yan just replied rigidly, as if he had lost his own thinking.

"Hmph, I only give you one year, and I will return to Japan immediately after one year!" Jing Yi stared directly at Jing Yan with a sinister gaze.Hmph, I won't let you forget me as soon as you wake up in a year.

"Yes."

Everything returns to quiet.

And Jing Yan suddenly woke up from the dream, his head was a little confused, his mouth was dry for a while, he took a few sips of water from the bedside table, and murmured: "I feel a little irritable."

23:15, Kanagawa, Japan, Kirihara family.

"Hey, why did you lose again?" Kirihara scratched his head, this time it was No. 15 consecutive losses tonight.

"Akaya, although tomorrow is a holiday, it's late, it's time to go to bed." Eiko Kirihara walked over with a glass of milk.

"Yes, Mom." Kirihara quickly packed up his things, took the milk, drank it in one gulp, took it to the kitchen to wash it up, and walked into the room.

"What's wrong with this kid these days, he's absent-minded." Shaking his head, Eiko Kirihara walked into his room.

Looking at Kirihara again, as soon as he entered the room, he knelt on the bed with both legs, buried his head deeply in the soft pillow, and only after a while did he relax his body, his bent legs slowly straightened.

Suddenly he sat up straight again, rubbed his red eyes, and muttered: "Why is my heart sour?" Suddenly I really want to see that person, that domineering person who likes to smile at me.He hasn't come to school for three days, and he has been discharged from the hospital.

Atobe Mansion, inside the study.

"Master Atobe, Master Jingyan still has no news." The butler walked up to Atobe.

Atobe let the butler leave with a wave of his fidgety hand. The strength of his hand was probably a little too strong, and he knocked over the teacup on the table.

"Master!" The butler hurried over to clean up.

"Leave first, let me be alone for a while!!"

Seeing this, the butler had no choice but to leave and close the door of the study.

Atobe was sitting there alone, his head drooping weakly, his expression could not be seen in the shadows, and the words of the maid appeared in his mind: "Master Jingyan woke up and asked to be discharged from the hospital. The doctor said Atobu The young master gave orders not to leave, so young master Jing Yan said that his surname is also the Department of Tradition..."

"Jing Yan, why did you leave..." Is it just because of this?The man in the shadows burst into tears, his shoulders trembling uncontrollably.Jing Yan, why did you leave, really, I miss you so much.Jing Yan, I was wrong, you are always the most important.Jing Yan, Jing Yan, come back soon, okay?

"Bang!" The door was pulled open with great force, and it slammed into the back hard.A man appeared at the door, he frowned, and walked to Atobe angrily, "Slap!" A slap hit Atobe's surprised face.

"Jing Wu! What do you look like! Jing Yan left as soon as he left. Grandfather has already handed over the hidden group to him, so he won't starve to death!" the man said fiercely.

After hearing this, Atobe's eyes darkened, and he put away his tears: "I see, father", the man left satisfied.

Atobe's clenched fist took a long time to let go.

Tokyo, Tezuka's house.

It was late at night, after twelve o'clock.For the first time, Tezuka was still up so late, he was lying on the desk and writing in his diary:

I heard that he was discharged from the hospital, but disappeared again.It has been three days, and there is still no news, and even Atobu can't find him, and I suddenly feel that my strength is so small.

Why did he leave?He yearns for freedom, and I can see that longing in his eyes, but I can see his loneliness even more.Why did he leave? Could it be that he already had a better choice?

I suddenly remembered how I met him for the first time. I was so impulsive for the first time, but it seems that because of him, I have had many firsts.At that time, he had a beautiful face, but his figure was so thin and full of loneliness. He was also so cold, just like me.When I saw him again, it was when he gave up tennis, there was no trace of reluctance in his eyes, maybe he would not feel reluctance to give up anything, just like now, he walked away without a trace of reluctance.

But, I really can't bear it, I miss it very much.

temple.Echizen house.

"Meow~"

"Carubin..." Looking at Carubin who was gently rubbing the back of his hand, Echizen felt a little strange in his heart: "Carubin..."

"Meow~meow" rub...

Li Zhengzhi started his career in China.But Jing Yan seems to have nothing to do every day, just stay at home in a daze.

This afternoon, Li Zhengzhi went home early, and seeing Jing Yan's dazed expression again, he finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"Jing, let me take you out for a walk!" Li Zhengzhi held his forehead and looked at him helplessly.

"Oh, good." Out of habit, Jing Yan walked into the room and took out the tennis bag.

Li Zhengzhi took a strange look at Jing Yan, pointed to the things on his shoulder and asked, "Jing, why are you carrying a tennis bag?"

Jing Yan was taken aback, put down the tennis bag, put on his shoes, and went out with Li Zhengzhi.

"Does Jing like playing tennis very much?" Li Zhengzhi asked casually in the car.

like?No: "No, I'm just used to it." Jing Yan put his eyes on the scenery outside the car, and his tone was indifferent.

"Jing, why don't you like it? It seems that you have a little disgust"

"Brother, did you go to a completely unfamiliar place?" Jing Yan asked back.

"No, what?"

"What is it like to be in a completely unfamiliar place, with no family, no friends, and doubts about whether you really exist?"

"Very... Painful." After a while of silence, Li Zhengzhi opened his mouth. He clearly saw Jing Yan's somewhat sad affection from the rearview mirror, sighed silently, and changed the subject: "Jing, think about it and go." where?"

"Let's go to the bookstore." After Jing Yan finished speaking, he gently closed his eyes.

"Okay." Neither of them spoke.

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