[Liuhua Tongren] I really want to say I love you loudly

"True?!"

"Brother Huadao!! Has my brother come back here?!"

"Ah?" Sakuragi stared at Shinichi Sakagi who suddenly appeared in front of him in shock, and Sakuragi was confused.

Before he could react, Sakagi had already rushed into the narrow apartment, but he didn't see anyone except Sakuragi.

"Brother Huadao! My brother hasn't come back yet! That old man must have taken my brother away!!" Grasping Sakuragi's lapel, Sakagi spoke extremely fast, and the anxiety in his tone was no less than his expression Tangled emotions outside.

"What?!! Why was that guy taken away by the old man?! Makoto, what are you talking about?" Grasping Sakagi's wrist and pulling him off his body, Sakuragi's bewildered growl was filled with uneasiness.

"It's my brother's grandfather!! I feel like I've seen that car somewhere before! Uncle Namba must have brought my brother back to the family under the order of my grandfather!!"

Rukawa was taken away? !

"Wait for me at home..."

Inexplicably recalling what Rukawa said to himself before leaving, Sakuragi frowned, and suddenly left Shinichi Sakagi and rushed out.

"Hey! Brother Huadao, wait for me!! I'll take you there!!..."

Sakuragi's speed was so fast that he didn't hear Shinichi Sakagi's shout from behind him.

Now, there is only one thought in his mind, and that is to find him...to find Rukawa!

When I finally arrived at the tram station, the line to Tokyo was out of service half an hour ago, and Sakuragi, who got out of the station, was running wildly on the empty street, letting the cold air like a blade scrape at her body wantonly. The lobe of the lungs was so painful that I couldn't breathe.

hateful! !

hateful! !That bastard! !That big bastard! !

hateful! ! !You already know it! !Bastard Rukawa! !Why not tell this genius! !Why? ! !

You big bastard! !

Running all the way to the bus stop, Sakuragi, who was sweating profusely and angry, scared the yawning conductor so badly that he almost pressed the silent alarm.

After discovering that Sakuragi was just a customer who came to buy tickets, the ticket sales lady was relieved.

Sitting on the night bus to Tokyo, Sakuragi propped his chin with one hand and looked out the window at the reflective tape on the highway, with his brows furrowed all the time.

The ticket stub clutched in the palm of his right hand was already drenched with sweat. He clenched his fists tightly and felt for the first time that his heart was in a state of turmoil caused by worry.

That bastard fox...

Why take it upon yourself to...

Why...don't tell him anything...

The more he thought about it, the tighter his fists were clenched until his nails sank deeply into the flesh of his palm, but he still couldn't calm down his anger and anxiety at the moment.

"You're crazy!! What are you doing?!!" A middle-aged man exclaimed from the Japanese-style mansion of the Rukawa family. Weird angle, looks outrageous.

"Quick! Yuichiro! Go to the hospital! Quick!!" Ignoring old man Rukawa's astonishment and fear in sight, Rukawa handsomely dragged the black-haired boy who broke his finger out of the house and sent him directly to the hospital. hospital.

It wasn't until Rukawa father and son and the three of Namba completely disappeared from sight that Rukawa Eisuke suddenly came back to his senses, and then his old legs gave way and he sat down.

The old hand on crutches couldn't stop shaking and couldn't stop.

"Afeng...Afeng...why, you...why...?!..."

In the huge Japanese-style living room, the old man's bewildered murmurs never stopped.

In Tokyo Medical University Hospital, Dr. Noguchi on duty sighed.

"Young people are so impulsive. Fortunately, they deal with it in a timely manner. In the future, let alone playing basketball, even writing and eating will become problems."

"Sorry, doctor, so, as long as you recover, you can play basketball normally?" Bowing slightly to the doctor, Rukawa Hidetoshi's originally tense nerves relaxed a little.

"According to the current situation, it will not have much impact. Fortunately, I am not very old, otherwise I will really have a headache." After speaking, Dr. Noguchi closed the case, gave a little salute to Rukawa Hidetoshi and Namba Uichiro, and left the ward .

After the doctor left, Namba Yuichiro also walked out. In the ward, there were only father and son who hadn't seen each other for a year, who looked like strangers.

After staring at his son for a long while with lowered eyes, Rukawa Hidetoshi left the ward, and came back about 10 minutes later.In his hand was a white opaque plastic bag.

"This is……"

Watching his father put a small bottle of wine and two glasses on the bed table, Rukawa asked a plain question.

"As soon as your birthday is over this year, you will be 17 years old, and you will be old enough to drink." Without answering his son's question, Rukawa Yingjun poured wine into two palm-sized glasses, and then pushed one of the glasses away. To Rukawa: "Do you still like playing basketball that much?"

His calm and clear eyes fell on the glass, after Rukawa hesitated for a while, he picked up the glass with his left hand and took a sip.

Shochu is very spicy and choking, a taste that he, a young man who has not set foot in society, can't understand.

That feeling was like the first shock a certain red-haired boy gave him...

"Let me tell you about my father's love story..." Putting down the wine glass, Rukawa handsomely looked at the black-haired boy opposite him, who had the same eyebrows, eyes and outline as his first wife Sayuri Asano, and spoke slowly.

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