How rude, we are pure love!

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The game started.

Eriri doesn't like watching baseball games because they are boring and long, and the pictures are not as simple and easy to understand as in comics, but she is extremely focused now because that person is there.

The sun became scorching hot.

In the bottom of the first inning, the difference in strength became apparent. The first two batters of Sobu High School were struck out, and the bats made a bang on the ground, like a shattered dream, while the opponent's pitcher stood on the mound and seemed to be at ease.

What kind of mood are they in now as they stand here?

After practicing hard for a year, they face opponents who are more talented and work harder than themselves. They may even go home in the first game... Will they feel that it is meaningless?

Then she looked at Qingye again.

It's his turn.

What was Qingye thinking? He was just doing it for one person.

He was trying to save himself.

She tried to make excuses for the warm, throbbing heartbeat, then accepted it calmly.

Finally, she thought of herself again.

Eriri subconsciously held her breath. The boy walked into the batter's box, wearing a baseball cap and white batting gloves, just like he had been doing all week, with a relaxed posture.

There were already two outs on the field. If the third batter was also directly eliminated by the pitcher, the situation would probably be one-sided, but he didn't seem to care about it. He just clenched his gloves. She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she felt that Qingye looked at her and smiled.

I will break down this high wall - he seemed to be saying to himself.

First ball, a bad ball.

The second pitch was an outside curveball, the bat missed, and it was a strike.

——Don’t make such a cool expression when the ball missed!

Although she knew that one or two good shots were nothing, she still couldn't help feeling anxious.

The third ball was a high-speed ball from the inside corner. It seemed as if sparks could be seen flying from the metal head, and it just went out of bounds.

The situation seemed to be temporarily deadlocked. At this time, the opposing pitcher turned his arm greatly, and Qingye hit the ground twice with his bat. This ball would decide the outcome.

Kiyono took a striking stance, his eyes sparkling, just like that day, Eriri thought, and seeing this, she felt a blind confidence in herself, feeling that he would—

Time seemed to slow down very much.

The beads of sweat falling from Qingye, the light reflected by the metal baseball bat, the flying white ball, the action of raising the bat, everything slowed down.

Then--

Clang!

An extremely familiar crisp sound rang in her ears. The girl subconsciously raised her head and watched the white ball flying high. The white ball was like milk, turning her vision into pure white.

At this moment, it is undoubtedly for Eriri Sawamura.

To allow her to take a brave step forward.

In order for her to be honest with herself.

The world froze for two or three seconds, and then deafening cheers suddenly broke out.

How strange! To be able to accomplish such a feat in just one week, this idiot must possess terrifying talent, right? Wasn't this the reason she was disappointed with the boy?

but--

Snap, the sound of shattering was heard.

His passionate ball punched a big hole in the high wall, and fresh air blew in from the other side, intoxicating people.

Although they hit a home run in the first inning, there was still an overwhelming gap in strength between the two sides except for the clearing. By the seventh inning, Sobu High School was on the verge of complete failure if they made only one or two mistakes.

Every player of Sobu High School seemed to have given up. They no longer tensed their bodies and challenged with all their strength. They were either relaxed and casual, or silently lowered their heads and escaped, as if they were afraid to accept the gaze of others and just made mechanical movements.

Faced with players whose talent, hard work and abilities far surpassed their own, the situation was on the verge of collapse, and they seemed to have no reason to continue.

Just give up, leave it at that. There’s nothing you can do about lack of talent—she can understand the hearts of these people.

It's so embarrassing and shameful, Eriri felt so from the bottom of her heart.

But she did not feel ashamed of the players on the court. Instead, she saw herself through these players, the self who only wanted to retreat when faced with difficulties.

There is a dead end ahead.

However, there was only one person.

Only Qingye stood there, swinging the bat, swinging the bat, and running. His expression did not show the kind of obsession with winning the game, but he still had a bright smile, determined and determined not to give up.

Was it because he was a foreign player and didn't care about winning or losing, and was just enjoying the game? No, he had done his best to convey his words to her heart. He took this game very seriously.

Ah, she suddenly understood, Qingye has always been like this. When faced with difficulties, he never escapes, but faces them head-on.

——sonorous!

The sound of the ball hitting the wall and the sound of the high wall breaking apart rang out at the same time.

The high wall at the bottom of my heart was shaking more and more violently and trembling constantly.

Clang!

"Out of bounds!"

Just look at his dazzling appearance and you will understand.

She was a coward. From that day on, she had been deceiving herself. Whether it was the issue of her childhood sweetheart or the issue of painting, she had been avoiding it.

In fact, she was just afraid. She was afraid of being hurt, afraid that important people would be disappointed in her, and afraid that even after trying her best, she would still not get any reward. She was so scared that she could only run away from the problem.

She wasn't jealous of Qingye's talent, she just... hated herself for running away out of fear.

She had never dared to face the dark and sticky emotions deep in her heart, and as a result, she had been trapped in pain, but in fact...

——Qiang!

As if in response to her wishes, the ball flew high again.

“I really enjoy drawing.”

——clang, clatter, clatter, clatter.

In fact, that high wall was not the talent or ability she thought she was, but her fear and her weakness.

now.

now--

The high wall in my heart disappeared.

The world is so refreshing.

She had always hoped that someone would notice, that someone would tell her that she wanted to be honest with herself, to move forward courageously and without regrets.

The scene came to the seventh inning at the end of the game. The other players were unconsciously infected by the young man and gave their enthusiasm and strength again, fighting with the opponent, and then came the decisive last ball.

Eriri could no longer suppress the burning emotions in her heart, so she stood up from her chair and clenched her fists tightly.

She took a deep, forceful breath.

Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.

Was this for myself or for Qingye? Never mind.

"--come on!!!!!!"

She shouted, letting her voice echo across the court along with the high-pitched sound of the ball.

Qingye heard her voice, looked at her and grinned.

He seemed to be using all his strength to lift the bat.

This ball will definitely...

——Dongdong, Dongdongdong.

The sweet sound of heartbeat kept lingering in my ears and could not be stopped at all.

Not long after the game ended, Eriri couldn't control herself and ran straight into the player tunnel.

The moment she entered the passage, her vision became much dimmer and the air suddenly became much colder, but her inner feelings did not cool down at all.

There was a man leaning against the doorway with a metal baseball bat beside him. Sunlight streamed in from the entrance, illuminating half of his face with light and half with shadow.

He seemed to be waiting for him.

Ying Lili subconsciously stopped and felt her face and heart burning hot. Her mind was blank and she didn't know what to say.

Ah, I ran over here on impulse. Isn’t this exactly like a girl who can’t control herself and comes to confess her love? What should I do?

But if she doesn't do it now, she will definitely regret it for the rest of her life, so she doesn't regret it.

Silence fell between the two for a moment, leaving only the sound of each other's breathing and the sound of baseballs on the field.

At this time, Qingye finally spoke with a smile.

"Did I act handsome just now?"

You say that again, but it's really cool.

However, the girl just looked at Qingye helplessly, her eyes trembling, unable to utter a word.

"Have my feelings reached your heart?"

The message has been conveyed, it has been conveyed, and you are the one I dream about.

He smiled.

"Has the fire in your heart been rekindled?"

Idiot, it has turned into a grand firework, burning throughout my chest, and it will never go out again.

Eriri lowered her head, placed her hands on her chest, and smiled passionately.

"I don't really understand the value of talent and dreams, because I wasn't qualified to pursue them before. Seeing you become so passive and closed off makes me anxious, but life is heavy and words are light. I always feel that light words can't awaken your passion. As a result, I only thought of this method."

As if he was a little embarrassed to say such serious words, Qingye turned his face away, and then stared at her again.

"Most importantly... aren't you Sawamura Eriri?"

His eyes were extremely bright.

"You know how much effort you've put in. Isn't painting the most important thing in your life that you've invested in? So—"

Qingye took a deep breath, picked up the baseball bat by the wall, put it on his shoulder, took two steps back, and his eyes were burning with a fiery light.

At this moment, huge cheers suddenly broke out on the court.

In that tsunami-like shout.

"Idiot! Don't give up!"

The boy swung the bat as before.

"Hit the obstacles back like a baseball!"

He smiled the brightest smile.

In an instant, tears began to flow.

She couldn't control her tears at all.

This person is so warm, so gentle, and so strong.

When she came to her senses, she could no longer control herself and threw herself at him.

The two men fell to the ground together, and the baseball bat made a thud as it fell to the ground.

The smell of soil, sweat, grass and rust mixed together came over, and she felt that she would never forget this smell.