The king of the net relies on Echizen Ryoma

Chapter 266 Unstoppable Missing
Chapter 266 Unstoppable Missing
After Ryoma went to New York to participate in the U.S. Open, the long-lost summer vacation officially came.

Because she resigned as a training partner, Yingying, who had nothing to do all day during the summer vacation, spent almost every day lying on the bed in her room, and she even felt that she was going to be moldy.

Using Atobe Keigo's words to describe her at this moment, she is like a deflated rubber ball. Because there is no pump named Echizen Ryoma, it has almost lost its elasticity.

For her brother's attack on her, Ying chooses to accept powerlessly. Anyway, she is like this now, and there is nothing to deny.

Numerous facts prove that waiting is undoubtedly a kind of suffering.

I never thought that this seemingly short parting would lead to endless thoughts. In my dreams, I could dream of his face, his smile, and the warmth of his chest.

But I still can't stop missing, missing that boy.

Even if she can receive condolence calls from Longma Yueyang every day, even if she can receive regular reports of her situation as short messages sent to the inbox of her mobile phone every day.

Even the seniors who wanted to know about Ryoma's competition at the U.S. Open chose to ask her directly, because she learned the news much faster than the news broadcast on TV and newspapers.

But I just feel empty in my heart, as if something is missing.

Is it because you can't see those bright and proud amber eyes?Or was it because he couldn't hear the person muttering MADAMADADANE in a flat and disdainful voice?

I always tell myself over and over again that Ryoma will be back soon, and he will be back as soon as the national competition starts.

But as the days passed day by day, the sun rose and set, but she found that the time was terribly long. Since when did she not adapt to life without him?
My mind is tangled, but no matter how tangled it is, my mind has become inevitable and cannot be changed.

She really couldn't do without Ryoma, she just couldn't adapt to life without Ryoma, so what?No one can separate them now.

Hotaru tossed and turned on the bed, scratching her hair, just when the phone rang suddenly, she couldn't help laughing when she heard the cute ringtone.

The ringtone was a song that Ryoma sang in a certain music class, which was secretly recorded by her relying on the convenience of her geographical location. Afterwards, regardless of Ryoma's efforts to stop him, a ringtone was specially set for Ryoma. As long as he called her, she would You can hear Ryoma's voice for the first time.

The faint voice seemed a little sluggish when she sang, and even a little out of tune, but it was still a fatal temptation and comfort to her.

Now, Ryoma.Pressing the answer button, she tried to make her voice sound natural.

But when the voice was transmitted through the microphone to Ryoma's ears in the United States, it still couldn't hide the deepest sense of loss.

Ryoma could easily detect her abnormality, and couldn't help frowning while holding the microphone. Karubin was turning around beside him, like a coquettish nest under his palm, letting him caress, but listening The moment he heard the girl's voice, his hand stroking Carubin's forehead stopped.

Is something wrong?he asked softly.

No, what could happen.

That... your voice sounds weird.Are you in a bad mood?

Hearing the boy's concerned greeting on the other end of the phone, her nose instantly became sour.

He's still like this... A casual sentence can make her feel like a fool for a long time.

Ah... It's rare that Ryoma cares about me like this.

What do you mean by rare, idiot?Can't I care about you?

Hee, ok ok, just kidding, I'm really fine, nothing happened.Yingying smiled and comforted the unhappy Ryoma, the gloomy mood just now was swept away after a few words of teasing.

It is also a happy thing to hear his voice, what else is there to be dissatisfied with?

She thought over and over again, but still didn't say the hypocritical words, she didn't want to affect Longma's mood in the competition, if she said it, it would more or less affect his competition.

Ryoma was used to her jokes and teasing, so he stopped teasing him and changed the subject to ask how the seniors were doing.

Very good, everyone is hurrying to practice for the national competition.

The day after tomorrow, it will be the national competition.

Ok……

You will be back the day after tomorrow, she gripped the phone tightly, and couldn't help feeling an unprecedented excitement spreading in her body.

Go cheer on the seniors for me.

Well, I know... She curled her lips, and said it as if he wouldn't be back on the day of the game. Of course, it would be more meaningful to come in person to cheer up, Ryoma, your side...it's daytime, right?
um, what's wrong?
It's night here.

So?

So I want to sleep.

Hmm...then you should rest early.

But I can't sleep.

Can't sleep?

So talk, Ryoma, I can fall asleep listening to you talk.

What did I say... Ryoma's hand holding the microphone trembled, the daring trap is here...

You can say anything, you can tell a story, it doesn’t matter if you have heard it or not, I just want to hear your voice.

Yingwo made a willful request on the bed, who knows that Ryoma on the other end of the phone is showing a helpless expression, which makes people feel extremely sympathetic.He wasn't good at talking in the first place, but now he needs to talk to coax her to sleep?Isn't this challenging his limit?

But I couldn't bear to refuse.

Hotaru waited for a long time but didn't hear Ryoma's voice from the microphone again. She thought he would not agree to her request, because it was too difficult and willful for Ryoma.Immediately, he lowered his eyes in disappointment, that...or...forget it.

Before the second half of the sentence was out of my mouth, I heard a slight sigh, followed by Ryoma's promise, then go to sleep, I will tell you a story.

Really?

Ok.

I knew Ryoma was the best...

... Do you want to listen?

Yes, of course I want to listen.She pulled the thin blanket over it happily, then turned on the phone to the speakerphone and put it beside the pillow, lying on her back.

In the silent room, the boy's unique voice faintly reverberated. It wasn't a particularly exciting story, but the voice next to his ears was very deep and pleasant. After his narration, even the boring fairy tales became so fascinating. People look forward to it.

Although Ryoma does not have the seductive voice of Shinobu and Atobe, the melodious voice of Fuji and Yukimura, and the joyful and energetic voice of Sengoku and Kirihara, on the contrary, it still has an inescapable immaturity, but it is The most reassuring voice for her.

Firefly closed her eyes, feeling drowsy.

To be honest, she hasn't been sleeping very well in the past few days, but it seems that she can finally sleep soundly today.

However, Hotaru never imagined that this call was the last call she made when she lost the news of Ryoma in the national competition.

(End of this chapter)