Thousand Tree Sakura

eleven.

Fuji Yuta sat beside his brother's bed with the newspaper in a daze.Reading the newspaper for more than an hour before made his mouth dry, so he put down the newspaper unbearably, then closed his eyes, and squeezed the Jingming acupoint vigorously.

Yumiko reached out to caress the back of Fuji Shusuke's hand, then pulled it up and put it down.His hand hangs down weakly, it is hard to imagine that this hand once held the tennis racket tightly and won one wonderful game after another.

The wound on Fujisuke's forehead has begun to heal and scab. Yumiko is surprised that a person can still self-regulate and heal the wound so quickly in such a state.If so, why didn't he wake up?

"Yuta, let's read this book for a while," she said. "Sister, don't you understand? He can't hear, damn it, he can't hear!" After speaking, he got up and left, expressing his disappointment and sadness with fast steps.

Yumiko put on her coat and followed her out of the ward.

Bu Er could hear the voices of her elder sister and younger brother, but couldn't make out what they were saying.He wanted to ask what they were talking about, but he couldn't.He wanted to open his eyes to see what time it was, but he couldn't.

Then sleep, sleep for a while.

He began to sink.

"Passengers on flight XXX flying to Tokyo, please note, passengers on flight XXX flying to Tokyo, please note that the departure time of the flight is delayed due to weather, please wait patiently."

Echizen couldn't help but feel anxious at this moment, he hasn't been so irritable for a long time.

He wanted to go back to Tokyo right away, wake up, slap, shake, whatever, wake up that fool, and tell him, tell him.

Outside is the inescapable rain of this season, and the thunder and lightning seem to tear apart the dark sky.Has the rain in Texas spread to Los Angeles?Echizen shrunk back, closed his eyes, and forced himself to relax.

The middle-aged woman sitting next to him clearly saw that two lines of tears overflowed from between his eyelashes and flowed all the way to his neck, leaving two tear marks on his face.Immediately afterwards, there were three, four, five... The young man leaned against him quietly, motionless, only tears were flowing wantonly.

After winning the national competition, it is the annual graduation season.

This year, Tezuka, Fuji, Kawamura, Oishi, Kikumaru, and Kan will all leave Qinggaku and go their separate ways.Most of the Qingxue regular team members left at once, leaving only three lonely people.

The pre-graduation party is naturally indispensable. The last time the group gathered at the Kawamura family's sushi restaurant, was the same as the usual celebration banquet. Everyone laughed and played, used wasabi to harm people, and laughed at the snotty and tearful cowardly Son.

It's just that no one has mentioned the topic of "graduation".

"Hey, let's play tennis together again in the future!" someone said.Echizen raised his drink and echoed loudly with the others: "Okay!"

"That..." Fuji suddenly said, "We're moving, ah, of course we're still in Tokyo, but we're just moving to the next block. We're leaving tomorrow, and we need some help. I don't know if you... Is it okay?" He rubbed his chin with his slender fingers, making a embarrassed expression.

"Of course!" "Will it work, but you are too polite!"

Fuji smiled, and turned to Echizen.Echizen habitually reached for the hat, then slid his hand down to touch his nose and said, "Senior Fuji, you are still far behind."

Early the next morning, when Echizen arrived at Fuji's House, it was already a busy scene:

Kawamura yelled to cheer himself up, then loaded two big boxes into the car, and Taocheng Kaitang behind him each carried a box, bickering all the way.Echizen couldn't help showing a smile, it turned out that graduation wasn't so bad, everyone's relationship is still so good.

"Ryoma." Fuji waved at him.Echizen followed him into the house.Buer led him into the living room, pointed to several boxes and said, "There are still a few left, please trouble." After that, he bent down and picked up one.

Echizen's gaze stayed on an unsealed box with "Syusuke" written on it.He opened it curiously and took a look, and it was full of photo albums.

He took out a photo album marked "Qingxue 3" and opened it. They were all taken by Bu Er when he was in Qingxue.

And, most of them are him.He was sleeping on the roof with cat whiskers; he was dressed exaggeratedly at the school festival; he was training on the tennis court; he was standing under the cherry tree with a tennis bag on his back; he was resting his chin in the library He who reads...

He never knew that that person had been watching him silently, all the time.

There is not just one photo album, but nearly twenty copies, in which there are all kinds of Echizen Ryoma with different expressions and actions.

"That..." Fuji suddenly became nervous.Echizen stood with his back to him, without saying a word, wondering if he was angry. "Well, Ryoma, the photo album may not have been found yet. I was still thinking about whether to show you these photos..."

The rain in the rainy season fell as soon as it was said, and others ran back to the house to hide from the rain.

Echizen still didn't say anything, picked up a box and walked out.Bu Er was a little panicked: "Rong Ma!" He chased him out.

Echizen put the box on the car, his body was already drenched by the rain, and when he turned around, he had a worried face.

The same rainy day, the same people, face to face.The practice match with no winner flashed in the minds of the two of them.

Echizen stepped forward and shook Fuji's hand.He stood on tiptoe and kissed Fuji lightly on the cheek.Buer was stunned for half a second, then leaned forward.

Rain dripped from their hair, and some hung on their eyelashes.

They kissed in the pouring rain.Where there is each other, it will always be sunny.

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