Wang Wang's dream color

"Hey! Guys!"

When Echizen carried his racket and wandered the streets of the United States again, it was already nearly three months after the National Championship and the U.S. Open. It was almost Christmas, and the festive atmosphere on the streets became more and more intense.

He stepped on the street that had been swept away and left a thin layer of snow, and knocked on the fence of the half-abandoned stadium on the street. The street golfer who was bullying the children inside turned his head and saw that there was no lack of surprise and arrogance on the front and back of Echi.

"Come to a game?"

Walking into the court, Echizen raised his chin, and his face under the brim of the hat was confident and flamboyant, full of youthful vigor.

A few months ago, he successfully completed the journey of the national competition and returned to the United States, but missed the final of the U.S. Open because...

Take a horizontal shot!

"boom!"

The two golfers on the opposite side watched the ball just pass the net, but their bodies were violently knocked away by an invisible force—flying to the ground with a "bang"!

"..."

Cursing and uttering harsh words, the two looked at Echiqian who was leisurely standing there with a racket in hand, winked at each other, and staggered away from the court, clutching their wounds.

With a light snort, he moved forward and hooked the corners of his lips, glanced at the two stunned children, lowered the brim of his hat and kicked away the broken snow at his feet, and then left the corner.

Light snow was slowly falling in the sky, Echizen pulled his collar, looked at the icy hexagonal flowers that kept falling into his palm, and thought of the person he had been with for the past few months.

To this day, what happened in the waiting room of the finals that day is still vivid in my mind.

"Come with me. I'll give you a chance."

He looked at the note handed by the person who appeared suddenly, and for some reason, there was a voice in his heart that kept urging him to believe that person...

So, he left the final scene and spent almost unforgettable three months...

Exhaling lightly, a cloud of fog condensed in the air, and moved forward to shoot, in the slowly falling snowflakes, walking towards his destination.

"No. 11 Cherry challenges No. 10 Mask! Cherry wins!"

In the boiling field, the onlookers cheered under the dim lights, looking at the slender figure standing in the field with a faint smile, their eyes were full of awe and fanatical admiration!

"Cherry advances to No. 10! Winning streak 98 games!"

"Wow! Wow!" "!...Wow!"...

The sound of the announcement was instantly drowned in the cheers like a tide. Everyone watched the figure slowly stepping down the stage, and they all spontaneously moved out of the way.

In the past three months, this female golfer named Cherry has become a legend in the stronghold of the underground court, going from outside the top [-] to the top [-], challenging one by one.

Except for a few golfers who were skipped, almost all golfers below 10 were challenged by her once, accumulating an almost terrifying winning streak, and several defeated players were challenged several times in a row but were again without the ability to fight back. Defeat.

Now, everyone looked at the figure that was gradually going away, and they all started discussing in whispers.

"The time for this god of killing to end the game is getting shorter and shorter, especially today!"

"That's right! Some people have calculated that she has to fight three times a day on average, and it takes several hours! Today is a good day, and she has already left before the end of the day!"

"Isn't it, it's easy to kill and kill, hahahaha!"

"Okay, with her record, I guess she didn't run away after entering the inner circle!"

"They all want to get in... Although they are not as good as this little killer these days, many masters are still scoring points!"

"Don't talk about those who have nothing, I just want to see the challenge of the little killer and the top few in the battle list. Not to mention the killer, the people of 'R' alone have defeated dozens of people from the 'Ghost Skull' , I lost face! I don’t know if the previous few will have some excitement with Xiaoshashen!"

"Yeah! I don't know why there are so many new people here! I'm afraid this year's season will be eventful!"

"It's over! It's over there, let's place bets and place bets!"

......

The crowd scattered and flocked to the new focal point after some noise, and the slender figure who walked out of the door in a hurry paused for a moment, raised his hand to catch the falling snow on his palm, his eyes were dark, Smile lightly.

It is precisely because of her crazy rankings in the past few months that she is regarded as the god of death by the crowd.

"Is it over?"

Walking quickly to the car parked at the alley, Sakura looked at Richard who opened the car door for her, brushed the snow off her shoulders, and asked while getting into the car.

"Is it going well?"

"Everything is going well. You only need to observe for a few more days before you can proceed to the next step of rehabilitation."

Richard smiled, every wrinkle on his face filled with relief.

"Are you going to the hospital?"

"Ah."

Nodding her head, Sakura felt at ease, watching the scenery on the side of the road recede and stained with silver snow mist, only felt that the mood that had been soaked in violence and noisy duels and slightly tainted with tyranny in the past few days was slowly calming down.

"laugh..."

Hearing it sneer with disdain in her heart, she smiled, smoothed her hair, and the corners of her lips were slightly curved.

After meeting An Si in the castle that day, within a few days, she started to compete for a winning streak in order to qualify for the "Ghost Skull" black season inner competition. Together with her were several members of the Baishan family.

Until today, Sakura looked at the white roof that gradually appeared in front of her. An Si's operation finally started after a series of preparations, and she had a chance to take a breather to visit.

Thinking of the man sitting in the wheelchair smiling peacefully at her when we met again, Ying Nai's eyes dimmed, and a trace of white appeared on the corners of her slightly pursed lips.

"Chief."

"Boss..."...

Not long after, the car drove to a magnificent white building.The two got out of the car, and Richard nodded to the bodyguards lined up in various parts of the hospital, and led Sakura up to the ward floor where Ans was.

As soon as they got out of the elevator, the bodyguards all over the corridor greeted Richard who was coming, and kept their duty without looking too much at Sakura who followed him.

"Miss Sakura. This way."

Having already entered Ans's exclusive ward, Richard walked around the living room, and Asakura pointed to a door that was ajar, and a voice could be heard faintly.

"The young master should be dealing with some work matters. A commissioner has taken important documents to ask for instructions. You go, I will go down first."

Nodding, Sakura walked to the closed door, and before knocking on the door, the people inside cast their eyes vigilantly.

"Who!"

Tilting her head, Sakura opened the door, saw the suspicious eyes of the tall man blocking the window, tilted her head slightly, and saw the man who just raised his head after signing a document.

"Anse?"

"Sakura Sakura."

Ansair was wearing a pure white hospital gown, with a gentle smile on his slightly pale face, and the sunlight came in from the window. In the pure white world, he was like a charming fairy who followed the light and fell into the world.

He waved his hand, and the people standing beside put away their slightly surprised eyes, lowered their heads and walked out of the room, only casting a strange and curious look at Sakura when they passed by.

"Is the game over?"

Sakura sat on the chair beside the bed, nodded when she heard Ansair's question, and smiled deeply.

"I play a little faster."

"awesome..."

Looking at Sakurano's face, An Si's eyes fixed on a thin scar on her cheek, and his deep voice dropped a little.

"Be careful not to get hurt all the time."

"Ok?"

Reluctantly touching the wound on her face, Sakurano shook her head indifferently, her eyes fell on Ansair's legs covered under the quilt, and she changed the topic.

"How long will it take to stand up...?"

"almost."

Ansair's green eyes flashed for a moment and then faded away. He looked at the inadvertent traces of pain in Ying Nao's eyes, and the gentle smile on his face faded a bit.

"Sakura, come here."

"Ok?"

Ying Nao didn't know why she got up and walked to Ansair's bedside to sit down, and saw the person in front of her take a thin metal card from the bedside, the almost transparent ink-colored chip glowed almost gorgeous under the light. bright.

"what is this?"

"This is..."

Lowering his head, Ansair folded the card a few times and kneaded it into a plastic crystal state, as if separated by a thin film, he could still see the flowing black crystal light.

Sakura watched in amazement as the man lowered his head a few times before pulling the glittering streamer crystal out of the shape of the ring, and before he recovered, he saw a small, ink-colored streamer rose spread out on the ring .

Ansair raised her hand, put the delicate and bright ring on her finger, lowered his head and kissed the back of Sakura's hand, raised his eyes and smiled dotingly.

"This is a gift."

Turning around, Sakura looked at the ring that couldn't stop shining, a small gold letter "R" was hidden inside, she froze for a moment, then heard Ansair's low violin-like voice smiling sounded.

"Like it?"

Nodding in a daze, Sakura raised her eyebrows and bumped into the distant and dense pool in his eyes.

"At the beginning, your father planted a cherry blossom for your mother, because she liked it."

"So... I've planted a garden of roses for you too. If you want, I can plant an entire hill."

He opened his mouth and brushed the girl's messy hair.

"It doesn't matter if you are brooding over the past, I have prepared the whole 'R' for you. You can do whatever you want, and chase whatever you want."

Holding the girl's cool hand, he kissed the slightly trembling fingertips, and then kissed the rose that bloomed on the girl's finger under the light.

"I could stand right behind you and watch you... go and win the whole world."

"Only one."

Ansair looked at the girl who was still in a daze, the smile on his face faded for a moment, and his deep voice was hoarse.

"I don't like the sad look on your face..."

"Especially, grieve for me."

There was a gust of wind blowing in from nowhere, Sakura felt the corners of her eyes a little cold, she raised her head subconsciously, but she was not as fast as the man's hand, and could only wait for him to slowly brush her cheeks, wiping away the little bit of snow that melted into snow. Wetness of water.

After a long time, Sakura bent the corner of her mouth and smiled very lightly, unconsciously flicking the bright streamer on her finger, her voice was dry for a moment.

"So... what the hell does the 'R' mean..."

"Return...Revenge...Renascence?"

He put down the still cold hand that he had held for a moment, and a gentle smile appeared on his face as beautiful as a goblin in a medieval painting, only his eyes were still dark and affectionate.

"A comeback, a vengeance... or a new life? Whatever you want."

"But...I like it better."

He turned his face sideways, and light shone on his side face, enveloping a layer of indistinct mist.

"Rose.."

"I prefer...the 'R' is for rose."

"My rose..."

His deep and hoarse voice became softer and softer, but at that moment... it slammed into Ying Nao's heart.

The author has something to say: It is expected to end this month.School has started these days, and the daily update time is unstable.