Chaoguang

Chapter 128 Trust
Atobe Keigo's face froze instantly, his fingers hanging by his side were clenched tightly, his breathing was a little heavy, and after a long while, he squeezed out a word, "Don't say such words."

Sanada Ling shrugged, and let out an oh.

To be honest, from the very beginning, Keigo Atobe looked at her exactly the same as when she was seriously ill and dying, and it got worse each time, as if she should be in the morgue now. Like white cloth.

Sanada Ling was not a good-tempered person at all, once or twice she would pretend she couldn't see her, but today she couldn't bear it anymore.

Sanada Ling took two steps forward, but found no movement behind her, turned her head and saw that Keigo Atobe was still standing there without moving.

With his head down, he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but he felt a low air pressure around him.

Sanada Ling sighed inwardly, wondering if her own words were too harsh, obviously she only said one sentence.

Turning back again, he shouted, "Senior Atobe, we should go."

Atobe Keigo didn't say anything, just looked at her, his thin lips were tightly pressed, and something seemed to float in his eyes.

Facing such gazes, Sanada Ling suddenly remembered the expression that Keigo Atobe sat on a chair and looked up at her that day in the corridor of the hospital. Really, it was a rare thing that made her feel so unbearable .

Sanada Ling sighed again, she had to make up a reason even if she made it up now, "Senior Atobe, I may not be able to control my mentality very well these days, and my words are a bit offensive, just listen to it, don't take it to heart Above, it’s all unintentional words.”

Atobe Keigo was a little annoyed, and she was obviously impatient for her unintentional remark.

But what can he do, at least he explained to him that no, no matter how angry and depressed he was, he couldn't see it.

After a long time, he mumbled out a sentence, "Don't say such things again in the future."

Sanada Ling nodded, "Okay, I promise, I will never talk about it in the future."

Seeing that the man's expression was a little better, Sanada Ling continued, "Then shall we go?"

Atobe Keigo hummed and followed her forward.

After finally sending the person away, not only Mrs. Sanada breathed a sigh of relief, but Sanada Ling also sat on the chair and breathed a sigh of relief.

Really, I have deeply felt your apologies, so I don't need to be so polite anymore.

Later, when Dean Yagyu told him to go to the hospital for reexamination, Mrs. Sanada accompanied him. Dean Yagyu untied the gauze, and the wound had scabbed over a long time ago, and some of the edges had fallen off naturally, exposing the new pink flesh inside.

Dean Liusheng smiled and said, "It's pretty good, the recovery is really good, don't pick these scabs with your hands and wait for them to fall off naturally, the marks left behind will be lighter, and you can also apply some scar-removing drugs appropriately afterwards, The possibility of full recovery is very high, and the gauze can be completely removed."

"Really?" Mrs. Sanada finally lifted the big stone from her heart, "Thank you so much."

Dean Liusheng: "Yes, you can completely let go of your heart."

After thanking Dean Yagyu again, Mrs. Sanada took Ling home.

However, Sanadaling still had an OK sheet on his face, and there were not only a few people in the family, and the servants who came and went in such a large house, their eyes that occasionally turned their eyes, hey, it's hard to describe.

When Sanada Ling was alone in the house, she had nothing on her face, and when she went downstairs for a walk, she still stuck it on. The pink background had a pattern of lollipops with yellow bows on it.

It's very childlike and dreamy. It's not picked by Ling Sanada at first glance, but Mrs. Sanada took it over.

Sanada Ling doesn't have much requirements for these gadgets, as long as she can see them.

When Sanadaling went for a walk as usual and was about to go upstairs to rest, she saw three people sitting in the living room.

It is Tezuka Kuniichi, Tezuka Ayana and Tezuka Kunimitsu.

Sanada Ling sighed inwardly, there are quite a lot of people visiting at home recently.

Mrs. Sanada saw someone coming in, and beckoned him over, "I'm following you, Aunt Cai Cai, talking about you, come over to say hello."

Sanadaling lifted her foot and greeted each of them, "Grandpa Tezuka, Aunt Ayana, Senior Tezuka, good day."

Tezuka Kuni looked over, the little girl was in good spirits, although she was hurt but not frowning, she was pretty good.

"How is Ling recently?"

Sanada Ling: "Thanks to your concern, everything is fine."

Tezuka Ayana took a closer look, but couldn't see why, "Is it really all right?"

Mrs. Sanada smiled and said, "That's great. I went to the hospital for a re-examination yesterday. When the scab falls off naturally, it won't be a big problem after taking care of it."

The reason Mrs. Sanada was happy was because Dean Yagyu had said that Ling's face had recovered very well, and the marks on the scars were also very faint. With the help of some drugs later, it would not be a problem to completely disappear.

Ayana Tezuka nodded, "That's good, that's good, it's good if there is no serious problem."

Tezuka Kunimitsu followed suit and then looked away. It would be a very rude behavior to keep staring at the girl's face.

But fortunately, he was about to recover, although he felt that Sanada Ling might not care too much.

The elders were chatting, and the two juniors sat on chairs and listened, and Genichiro was not there.

Tezuka Kunimitsu was okay, his face was stern, and he was originally a taciturn character, so he couldn't see anything.

Sanadaling became a little bored after listening to it for less than half an hour.

Mrs. Sanada was naturally aware of her niece's temperament, so she kicked the two children out as soon as the conversation came to an end, and let them play in the yard by themselves.

Mrs. Tezuka naturally had no objection, and waved her son to go too.

The two were driven outside the door, looked at each other, and were speechless for a while.

Sanada Ling squeezed the space between her eyebrows, and suddenly thought of a question, "Senior Tezuka, I remember that your family practiced judo, right? Is your judo still good?"

Although they are all at the level of the head of the police department, Panshi Sanada is good at kendo, and the house runs a kendo gym.

Tezuka Panshi is better at judo, and Honzoku runs a judo gym, so Tezuka Kunimitsu should also be able to judo.

Presumably, its strength should be about the same as Genichiro Sanada's kendo, both of which are at the national level.

She really didn't want to sit there with them and make tea, it was so boring.

Tezuka Kunimitsu looked at the interest in Sanada Ling's eyes, fell silent for a moment, then nodded, "Yes, it's okay."

"Then let's have a discussion. My brother is not at home and no one will discuss tennis with you. Why don't we come and practice our hands? You can't just focus on tennis, judo should also be taken into consideration."

Tezuka Kunimitsu: .
No, he didn't really think about it, especially, he still remembered the appearance of Sanada Ling fighting in that alley.

"Walk around, don't hesitate, make two gestures, and it's time to eat."

Tezuka Kunimitsu followed Sanada Ling expressionlessly and entered a quiet room.

The room looked empty, with a pile of straw in the center and a knife on a wooden shelf on the right wall. This was the room where Genichiro Sanada practiced kendo.

On the wall directly opposite is a calligraphy and painting, with a big word 'quiet' written in black on a white background.

Sanada Ling walked in and carried the pile of straw to the corner, out of the way of a large open space.

Tezuka Kunimitsu took off his coat and put it aside. It is not convenient to wear a coat when fighting.

The two stood facing each other, nodded slightly, "Please give me your advice."

She still understands the rules. After greeting, Sanada Ling stepped back and took the initiative to attack. Let her see where Tezuka Kunimitsu is.

With a horizontal kick, Tezuka Kunimitsu was fully focused, not daring to be distracted, he raised his leg to counter him, and relieved her strength.

He didn't relax his hands, he bent his elbows to block Sanada Ling's punch.

Sanada Ling felt a little dissatisfied after going through a few moves, "Don't just hide, it's better to attack me."

Tezuka Kunimitsu took a breath, his eyes sank, he took the initiative to attack her, grabbed Sanada Ling's wrist and attacked her lower body, turning her over.

This move was good, but unfortunately it was useless. Sanada Ling rolled over with his strength and landed firmly on the ground, and punched him with a backhand.

Of course, the force is very light, you can feel pain, but it won't cause any harm.

The two of them fought faster and faster, but Tezuka Kunimitsu felt the pervasive oppression from it.

Like the way he made others feel on the tennis court.

Sanada Ling raised his hand and slashed towards her. Tezuka Kunimitsu was going to block it, but he accidentally met her gaze. It was like a vortex suddenly appearing deep in the bottom of the sea. It was extremely dangerous, but he couldn't escape.

Tezuka Kunimitsu suddenly couldn't lift his left hand. Seeing that he suddenly stopped his movements, Sanada Ling couldn't take back his gestures. If this punch was a real punch, even if she let go of her strength, it would not be light.

She could only force herself to roll backwards, but her phalanx still touched his cheek, and knocked Tezuka Kunimitsu's glasses away.

"what are you doing!"

Sanada Ling was originally angry, but you can still be distracted when you are fighting!

But when she saw Tezuka Kunimitsu half-sat on the ground, with his right hand covering his shoulder instead of his cheek, she realized something was wrong.

Sanada Ling squatted beside him to check his shoulder, and felt something wrong with the muscles under his palm as soon as he touched it.

Is this a cramp?
Sanada Ling looked at him suspiciously, it shouldn't be, this is where it is, and I have cramp without sweating.

Although she has never seen it, she also knows that, judging from Tezuka Kunimitsu's strength, his training volume is the same as that of Yukimura and Genichiro.

Looking at his expression, he was a little surprised but seemed to know something.

Sanada Ling asked tentatively, "Are you nervous... convulsions?"

The cramp was very short, and it recovered in less than half a minute. Tezuka Kunimitsu put his hands down from his shoulders and gave a soft acknowledgment.

Tezuka Kunimitsu's eyes narrowed slightly, he was a little nearsighted, everything was blurry when he was away from the glasses.

Sanada Ling noticed his movement and stood up to find his glasses. Of course she was the one who knocked her flying and found them.

Pick it up and have a look, it's okay, the quality is good, the lens is not broken and the temples are not crooked, "Here you are."

Tezuka Kunimitsu took the glasses and put them on, "Thank you."

Sanada Ling looked at his left arm, "I remember my brother said that your hand was healed abroad during the national competition?"

She is too aware of neurological problems. If such sequelae are left behind, it shouldn't be leaked now. He should have had symptoms when he was playing games.

She watched the national competition last year, and there were no problems. Later, she also participated in some U training camps, so there shouldn't be any problems.

"What's the matter with you?"

Tezuka Kunimitsu was silent, he was indeed cured at the time, but later on he couldn't lift his arms due to his own psychological factors, and meeting Chitose's sister also solved the knot in his heart.

But in rare cases, such problems will still arise, such as when he perceives danger.

I have to say that when we first met, Sanada Ling cast too much psychological shadow on him, even if she is calm now, he will substituting him unconsciously.

"It's my own problem, I'm too nervous."

Sanada Ling: "Then you will do the same when you are competing?"

Tezuka Kunimitsu shook his head, "No."

Sanada Ling's eyes instantly turned wrong. You are not nervous during the competition, but you are nervous when you compete with me like a joke here?
Could it be, Sanada Ling had a guess in his heart, "You can't be... afraid of me, are you?"

Tezuka Kunimitsu didn't say anything, just looked at her silently, not knowing how to explain.

It's not enough to say you're afraid, but you'll always feel nervous unconsciously, especially when Ling Sanada's pupils are downcast and she's looking at you nonchalantly.

Those who have not experienced it personally will not understand the feeling of oppression.

The corners of Sanada Ling's mouth twitched slightly, "You really think of me."

Tezuka Kunimitsu's eyelashes trembled slightly, "Sorry."

Sanada Ling waved her hand, "There is nothing to be sorry about, but your state is not good. The problem of nervous spasms is big or small, and it will hold you back at critical moments."

"After the next year, you will participate in the new national competition. You must maintain your best condition, otherwise we will take advantage of others' danger at Lihai University."

"Let's do this," Sanada Lingyi put his hands together, "Let's do it a few more times. I'll give you special training a few times to ensure that there won't be any sequelae. Trust me, I have experience."

"It's still early, let's continue. A real man should never say never. You're right, Tezuka-senpai."

Tezuka Kunimitsu: .
No, it has nothing to do with trust or distrust, or talking about failure, he just doesn't want to be beaten.

At this moment, he felt that the part of his face that was hit just now hurt even more.

"Miss, Master Tezuka, Madam asked you to go over for dinner."

Sanada Ling withdrew her hand, "I see, this will pass."

The servant bowed his head and said yes, then stepped back.

Sanada Ling looked at the bruise on Tezuka Kunimitsu's face, he didn't dodge just now, and got hit on the face again, "Why don't you apply the medicine first."

This room is where Genichiro Sanada practiced, and bumps were inevitable during the process, and wound medicine was always kept in the drawer of the small table by the wall.

"It's troublesome." Tezuka Kunimitsu took the medicinal wine himself, poured it on his palm and rubbed it on his face, wisps of pain spread from his cheeks.

The person involved didn't respond to pain at all, and still had that expression, as cold as ice.

Tezuka Kunimitsu handed back the medicine bottle, "Let's go."

Sanada Ling took it and put it back in place, "Okay."

Ayana Tezuka saw the mark on her son's face at the dining table, "This is... what's going on?"

Without waiting for Ling Sanada's explanation, Kunimitsu Tezuka said, "Knocked accidentally."

(End of this chapter)