The leaves of the king of nets are drifting

Chapter 44 Twins with Different Destiny
Chapter 44 Twins with Different Destiny
"It's okay..." A voice like gnashing of teeth,...

But behind him, there was a sudden burst of laughter.

"Haha, that's so funny, Sanada, you're actually called uncle," a red-haired boy suddenly walked out from behind him, who seemed to be somewhat similar to someone.

Liang Ye was even more confused.

"You shouldn't call him uncle," an extremely beautiful young man walked over, and at a glance, people could think of the words "Qing Guo Qing Cheng".

The faint smile on the corner of his lips was like a breeze, very pretty.

"Huh?" Liang Ye just raised her face, still not understanding what it shouldn't be?
"He is only 15 years old, and you may not be more than 15 years old, so you can't call him an uncle."

Liang Ye blinked her eyes, and then looked at the boy whom he regarded as his uncle.

And they called him Sanada.

"I'm sorry," she lowered her head, her eyes were still like a rabbit's, and half of her face was swollen. Even if she was angry again, she would never lose her temper with her again. This face was miserable enough.

"Your face hurt?" The smiling young man put his finger on Liang Ye's face, looking left and right.

"Oh, it was beaten by someone. It was a heavy hand, and it was a man."

Liang Ye took a step back, a little nervous and scared under her long eyelashes.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention for a while," the boy withdrew his hand, and took out a bottle of medicine from his ball bag instead.Then it was placed in her hands.

"Okay, take this and wipe it for a few days."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and let's go.The gentle voice is like water, very much like Seigaku's Fuji Shusuke.

Liang Ye clenched the bottle in her hand, but stepped forward and grabbed a person's clothes, just like she used to hold Tezuka Kunimitsu.

"Well, what's the matter with you?" The boy who was pulled back looked back, his overly mature face was now dark, he rarely smiled, and sometimes he might scare the child to cry when he was so serious.

No wonder, Liang Ye called his family Uncle, but in fact, he wasn't the only one who called him Uncle.

"Yukimura, your charm has decreased," a silver-haired boy said with a slight smile, Nobushi was incomparable.

"Yeah," Seiichi Yukimura turned his head slightly. Usually, under normal circumstances, the first thing a girl sees is this unusually long and beautiful Seiichi Yukimura, and the last thing she notices is always Sanada Genichiro with a silent face.

"Xianichiro, did you bring something with you today?" Yukimura Seichi smiled lightly.

Sanada just narrowed his dark eyes, looking at the girl who was pulling his clothes, and he realized that he was so indifferent, but when he got here, it seemed that she was immune to him and had no effect at all.

"What's the matter with you?" His voice was icy.

Only then did Liang Ye put down her hand and put it on her face, "Does this really look like being beaten?" The only reason she believed in Sanada was because she seemed to have taken a fancy to Tezuka Kunimitsu from him. shadow.

But before Sanada answered, a black-haired boy yelled, "What does it look like being beaten? It must have been beaten, okay? It's impossible to knock out five fingerprints if you hit it again."

"En," the others also nodded. In fact, this is not something you don't need to see at all, because it is being beaten, and anyone with eyes can see it. It's too obvious.

"Then, is there any way to feel that I wasn't beaten?" Liang Ye gently rubbed her face, so how would she go back, and she didn't want them to worry, let alone distract them, they are now The training is very heavy. From the beginning to the present, it seems that it has never stopped.

"Well," the black-haired boy put his hand on his forehead.

"Kirihara, did you think of something?" someone had already asked.

"Actually, it's not impossible," the boy named Kirihara patted his hand, "Just use this. He took out his racket. Look, I'm very experienced." Just use this on her face Hit it so it doesn't look like a finger print.

On the other faces, two black lines quickly slid down. What was his idea? He was already injured like that, and he wanted to hit him again with a tennis ball. Didn't he want to beat him to death? .Such a beautiful girl, if you hit her again, it won't be disfigured.

"Ah, I didn't say anything," he was frozen by Sanada's cold stare, but he was also a little bit wronged, why don't they think of a way...

"Why don't you see it? Believe me, it will be fine soon, don't be afraid," Yukimura Seichi still smiled lightly. He has a lot of experience, but he still doesn't understand this girl. Meaning.

She is afraid of being ugly, so she is not afraid, does it hurt?

Everyone is afraid of pain, even him.

And Liang Ye just stubbornly pulled Sanada's clothes, because his temperament and feeling were really too similar to Tezuka Kunimitsu, so it seemed that she believed her extraordinarily.

"Help me, please, please." She tightened Sanada's clothes, with a very firm expression on her face, it didn't look like she was joking at all.

"I, refuse," Sanada lowered the hat he was wearing, he has his insistence, his tennis is not free to hit people, so no matter what reason she has, it's the same.

He won't make a move.

Liang Ye let go of his clothes, but turned to look at the black-haired boy.

"Can you help me?" She smiled weakly, and touched her face with her hand, "I don't want them to worry, because they are also tennis players like you, and his time is very tight and hard. , I don't want them to be distracted because of me."

"Can you help me? If you were me, you would choose the same path as me."

She bent down deeply, "So, please help me?"

"I won't hurt, really won't hurt."

She smiled, and her clean face, washed with tears, was extraordinarily bright.

Really beautiful eyes, such clean eyes, as if they had not suffered any damage, how long have they not seen.

Kirihara clenched his racket tightly, scratched his hair, said "I" and didn't say anything for a long time. To be honest, he could hit his opponent mercilessly, but for a girl, let him How can it be done? A man is not allowed to hit a woman. Otherwise, he will be laughed at by others. This is a moral issue.

This feeling is as uncomfortable as a crime. He quickly retreated behind a very tall bald black man, and the bald boy just rubbed his hair. In fact, this little guy is really stupid to death sometimes.

"Can you help me?" She grabbed Sanada's clothes again, there was a touch of white between her fingers, and her knuckles were constantly exerting force. Unless he agreed, she would not let go.

Because, she is really very stubborn.

"Sanada, help her." Yukimura Seiichi turned and walked out with the corners of his lips gently raised, "If you don't help her, she will go find someone else. There are tennis players everywhere here. It will be very serious, it will make her stupid, and it may..."

"As long as she already knows this method, then she can be helped a lot, but it's just a matter of heavy hands, or a matter of level. Also, your clothes may also be scratched by her. "

Sanada lowered his head and looked at the little hand holding his clothes, that hand was very beautiful, and that face, if it was really not strong enough, it might really be disfigured.

After a long time, he squatted down, opened his ball bag, took out a tennis racket, and took out a tennis ball from his pocket.

At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on him, but Yukimura Seiichi just looked at everything in the distance, with a gentle smile that was always the same.

Sanada held his racket, his face was unexpectedly dark. He said that his tennis was not for hitting people. This time, it was the first time, and naturally, it would also be the last time.

After standing up, he bounced the tennis ball on the ground a few times, his eyes darkened leisurely.

Liang Ye just stood there, watching his movements, she was not afraid at all, even, there was still a faint smile on the corner of her lips.

When no one is being beaten, she is smiling, but she is really smiling. She is not afraid, not at all, because she believes in him, and even more because she believes that the tennis ball in his hand is their favorite. What she likes is also what she likes.

With a bang, the wind slid across the hair on her face, and she vaguely saw a yellow dot flying towards her quickly, she closed her eyes, that's it, just a little pain will be fine.

Just a little more pain.

Until she stood at the training place of Qingxue's tennis club again, she just covered her face, whoever said it didn't hurt, she really wanted to cry when it hurt.

The door was opened suddenly, and it was a boy with particularly firm eyes.

The boy just looked at her face, as well as her red eyes, and just nodded slightly.

"Minister, she was beaten."

As soon as he finished speaking, an extremely flexible figure flashed out, "Wow, little one, who hit it, who was it? Is it you?" Ju Wan quickly hung on the boy, but the boy just disliked it Pushing him extremely, especially when his hands were still pinching his face, "Senior Kikumaru, you are too heavy, please don't touch my face again."

His face is flat, won't he look at it?For such a big person, what are his eyes looking at?

Where was the beaten person, he pointed with his finger.

Kikumaru blinked his eyes first, watching Liang Ye covering his face, that side was obviously swollen and out of shape.

"Tezuka...Tezuka...Your little tail was hit..." He stuttered rarely... Soon, the door was full of people.If you want to squeeze in, you can't squeeze in.

"Get out of the way," an extremely cold voice sounded, and the crowd just split into two from the middle, Tezuka Kunimitsu came out, and he saw Liang Ye's red eyes, and half of her cheek, His face darkened instantly.

In the lounge, Tezuka Kunimitsu picked up the medicinal wine that was put aside, squatted beside Liangye, he poured some on his finger, and then put his finger on her face, Liangye flinched For his own body, Tezuka Kunimitsu pressed her body directly with the other hand, and rubbed hard on her face, why was it so hard, it hurt so much.

She bit her lip, with a slight complaint in her eyes.

Tezuka Kunimitsu's black eyes still had no emotion at all, and he didn't even say a word. In fact, this is him. If he talks too much, then Tezuka Kunimitsu may become a boulder.

"How did you do it?" His voice was cold and deep.

I was accidentally hit by a tennis ball. That person didn't mean it. I was standing in the wrong place.Her two hands were twisted together, and her eyelashes lowered slightly. It could no longer be seen that she was hit by someone, but it was true that she was hit by a tennis ball.

"Be careful next time," Tezuka Kunimitsu stood up, put the medicinal wine away, and left. From the beginning to the end, there were only these few words.

Liang Ye clenched her hand tightly, feeling an indescribable grievance.

The door was pushed open again, she quickly raised her face, but it wasn't Tezuka Kunimitsu who walked in, but Fuji Shusuke.

"Why, disappointed?" Fuji Zhouzhu was also squatting beside her, he carefully studied Liang Ye's swollen face, it didn't look strong, but the swelling was really ugly.

Liang Ye just looked at him, and while his fingers were on her face, she instinctively backed away, not knowing whether it was because of the pain, or because of fear, afraid that this young man who was called a genius would really see something ?
"You need to use force for this injury, otherwise the medicinal wine won't seep into it, so it will hurt even more." Fuji Zhouzhu just put down his hand.

Then he stood up, "Liangye. You..." He wanted to say something, but in the end he could only sigh softly.

"Liang Ye, why don't you learn to trust us?" He walked out, but left behind this meaningful sentence.

No, Liang Ye shook her head, not because she didn't believe it, but because she believed it too much, so she was afraid of causing trouble to them.Really, not disbelief.

She was lying on a bed, turning her hands, but her fingers were on her face. It turned out that it would not be good if she didn't use force.

Coach Ryuzaki directly asked her to lie here, saying that she was a patient, but she was fine, except that her face hurt and she was ugly.

The sides of the face are severely unbalanced.One side is big, the other side is small, and even the colors are different.

The door was pushed open, and she put down the book in her hand, but she felt some sweat in her palm. She was afraid of seeing him, but she wanted to see him very much.

Tezuka Kunimitsu came over, holding a bowl in his hand, he sat down, just slightly frowned and looked at half of her face, it was really ugly, this idiot.

"Eat," said the standard minister's face, and the simple words were like orders.

Liang Ye just nodded slightly, while Tezuka Kunimitsu fed her with chopsticks, it seemed that it was the first time he did such a thing, and it was not because she was too stupid that he might bump into her while eating Face.

She just ate half of it, but Liang Ye shook her head. She didn't want to eat any more because her face hurt.

"Your face hurts?" Tezuka Kunimitsu asked, putting down the bowl in his hand.

After a long time, Liang Ye nodded her head, she was swollen like this, no wonder it didn't hurt.

Tezuka Kunimitsu stretched out his hand, but Liangye just shrank her body instinctively. She still hadn't forgotten that it hurt so much when he wiped her with medicinal wine just now.

Tezuka Kunimitsu's hand was on her face, while Liang Ye's just closed his eyes, but she just found that his kindness was very small, and he just rubbed her face lightly.

There was a slight tingling pain, but it was not as painful as before.

She opened her eyes and looked at the young man in front of her. Such delicate eyes made her forget that her face was swollen at this moment.

Tezuka Kunimitsu put down his hand, but Liangye grabbed his clothes.

"Kunimitsu, don't go," she tightly pulled Tezuka Kunimitsu's clothes, just wanting him to stay for a while.

"En," Tezuka Kunimitsu nodded, but Liangye let go of his clothes, took her hand and placed it on her face.

So warm, so warm temperature.

She lay down and slowly closed her eyes.

"Guoguang, can you tell me about Izawa Yazhi..." She suddenly opened her mouth, but her hand was still holding his palm, and she was not at all reluctant to let go.

"Izawa Masato? Do you really want to know?" Tezuka Kunimitsu's hand didn't leave, nor did he stop her movement.

"Yeah," Liang Ye said kindly, she wanted to know, she wanted to know where the man's hatred for her came from, and she wanted to know why those people from Bingdi treated her like this.

(End of this chapter)