Thousand Tree Sakura

sixteen.

Finally the day has come, this moment.

"Echizen, I really, really like you."

The fingertips of the young man in front of him trembled slightly, and he raised his head with a resolute expression on his face.

"Senior Fuji, I'm sorry. I already have someone I like."

"Oh. That's it. It's okay."

It turned out that from beginning to end, it was all wishful thinking.Everything is my own fantasy, and now, everything is disillusioned and broken.

Fuji decided to seize the last trace of unwillingness, and said, "Is that person Tezuka?"

Echizen looked at him without answering.His eyelashes were fluttering slightly, he took off his hat, and bowed gracefully at Buji.

"It doesn't matter who you are. Fuji-senpai, goodbye."

And so he went.The setting sun in the afternoon cast an indescribable desolation on his back.

Those beautiful, sweet memories, scenes that are so beautiful that they are unreal, and cherished longings in his heart are all his dreams in the end.It was him who took everything for granted and was too self-centered.

Is it right or wrong not to say this sentence earlier?Maybe it was really wise not to tell him sooner.

In this way, they can be together for so long.

Sometimes, the source of goodness is ignorance.

He raised his head and closed his eyes.The eye sockets are a little sore, as is the tip of the nose.But he didn't want to cry.It seems that such an ending has been expected in the subconscious.After the real thing happened.There is only melancholy and deep loneliness in my heart.Only very occasionally, there will be a sharp sting, like a blade, cold and sharp.

Finally arrived at this one, the duel of fate.

Seeing Fuji's expression, Tezuka's heart tightened.It seems that no matter how much you avoid it, this moment will always come.He doesn't deny that he loves the boy with black hair, nor does he deny that he has always admired and respected the person in front of him.Since neither of them would ever be his, he sincerely hoped that they would be happy.

like now.Echizen said, this is the only way.He knows so well that his decision can't be wrong.

"No two, let's start."

No matter how calm the two are on the surface, they still played crazy in this game.The emperor and genius of Qingxue, their first official competition after graduation, would be so sad.

I have to admit that for the last few balls, Buer was almost at a loss to catch them.Whether it is a fall or a fall, he has only one belief: never lose.

Those amber eyes came to mind, filling everything he had.

"Drink!" A ball was hit, and Buer seemed to slam all the grief and anger in his heart.Ball after ball, pain after pain.

In the end, Fuji still failed to win.

Tezuka put away his racket and put on his tennis bag.

"Fuji, I'm very sad." "Tezuka, can you promise me one thing? I beg you, please stay with Echizen well. I only have this one thing, and the last thing, please."

It was the first time Tezuka saw such a desperate Fuji, with a poignant arc hanging from the corner of his mouth, and his whole body was swaying, as if all his strength had been drained.

"I promise you. I will always guard him until one day he can never come back. Until one day he leaves forever."

Tezuka turned his back.He could no longer bear to look at Bu Er's grief-stricken expression.He took a step forward, slowly, slowly, and walked out.

The back is getting farther and farther away, the shadow is getting longer and longer, the laughter is getting weaker, and the sadness is getting more and more rampant.

Fuji looked at Tezuka's back as he went away, and remembered the look in Echizen's eyes when he said goodbye, and the sound of the last ball falling behind him just now.

Buer watched as everything he cherished was shattered in front of his eyes and turned into powder.Over the years, people who have devoted infinite love to tennis, as well as the bond with Tezuka's classmates, all turned their backs on him at this moment.

Broken so thoroughly.

He fell on the grass, his falling motion still soft.

Stretching out his hand to block the glare of the light, he felt wet dripping from his fingers.

"Tezuka, you... you are always one step ahead of me no matter where you go."

He began to sob.

It's nice to be able to take off the mask I've been wearing for years and have a good cry.

The petals are still flying, but I can't see the people from the past, the smiles from the past, and the beauty from the past.

Things are wrong.

Everything about him affects his heart, but his pursuit does not belong to him.

He tried his best to stand shoulder to shoulder with him, but he entrusted another person to walk in the same way.

In fact, I am just a passerby, a passerby who is treated as a joke.After laughing, no one will remember him, and no one will see him crying.

bye.

All dreams are lost in this silent year.

Echizen sat on the bus with his eyes closed, and the car drove him through the bustling Tokyo.He hid his face under the brim of his hat, trying to hide his thoughts.

He still remembers the last time he saw Fuji.That time, that person, that scene, made him unforgettable for a long time.

Bu Er was lying on the grass, and the cherry blossoms were withered, flying around him.He lay there, covering his face with his hands, his body trembling and almost convulsed from trying to control his sobs.

At that time, he wanted to go over, squat down in front of him, pull a blade of grass to scratch his nose, and watch him look at himself in surprise after he sneezed.Then, he can smile again and say, "Senior Fuji, you're still a long way off. But you're already great."

He remembered that day as the saddest time in his life.

His hands clenched into fists in his pockets, tightly until the pain was excruciating.

The tingling pain in his heart almost took away all his consciousness, like thorns crazily growing all over his body, melting into his blood.But he didn't make a sound.He just raised his head, trying to make his vision clearer, trying to make himself remember something——

Those sea blue eyes.Eyes filled with tears.

Echizen opened his eyes, sat on the seat for a while, and got out of the car.

What caught my eye was a big word——

Tokyo City Hospital.

"The patient's condition has improved, and the efforts of the family members have not been in vain." Dr. Sato reassured after looking at Fuji Shusuke's report.

"Will he wake up? When?" Yu asked anxiously.

"Well, it's not so fast, it depends on the patient himself. But I hope that the previous one will be twice as big, and the patient will start to have a sense of survival." "Great, Dr. Sato, thank you so much." Yumiko said happily I almost shed tears.

Outside the ward, the bronze-haired boy with short hair watched all this through the window, unconsciously heaving a sigh of relief.

Bu Er could feel the light filtering into his whole body through the tightly closed eyelids, and he could smell the fresh and warm breath of the summer wind.

Winter is almost over.

He thought of that boy, and he kept thinking about that boy.He felt more and more that what he said that day was not what he thought.

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