1novels Chapter 356 Brothers reunite after 8 years
Chapter 356 Brothers reunite after 8 years
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The narrator of this chapter is the protagonist, Long Ya.Points of view conversion are marked with *.
On the lonely and empty deck, sitting alone in the shadows by the pool and bouncing the ball with the racket frame.
"Long time no see, little one~"
"I heard that you had a pleasant past with our Echizen Ryoma. 』
"Echizen Ryuya is also an accomplice? 』
Different voices echoed chaotically in my mind. Looking up at the starry night sky, Si Yi clearly penetrated more than 2000 days of time and space barriers, and returned to the sunny and verdant courtyard.
"Ryoma, from today onwards, this is your older brother." My father, whom I hadn't seen for a long time, suddenly appeared in front of me, and beside me was a young man with serious eyes. "His name is Echizen Ryuya. Be nice to him~"
Before I could speak, he just heard him snort, jumped over and took off my hat and pressed it on his head, then stretched out two paws and rubbed my head for a while.
"Take care of me, little one~" Patting my head, he spoke with a playful smile.
My hair was scratched into a mess, and I could only stare blankly at this "brother" who appeared out of nowhere and was extremely active.
"Ah." In the tree-shaded courtyard, on the grassy tennis court, I tried my best to stretch my arms but still couldn't reach the incoming ball. I staggered two steps, and I stumbled clumsily.
"What are you doing, Ryoma! Take a good look at the ball!" The smelly old man on the opposite side shouted impatiently in that weird tone.
Turning his head, he looked towards the side of the field, "Yo, next is Long Ya~"
"Hey, can I!" The guy who was flipping through the tennis magazine (with a big photo of the old man in it) raised his head excitedly, his face full of joy.
I got up and wiped my face, and there was a stain mixed with mud and sweat on the back of my hand. I limped to the sidelines, climbed on the chair obediently, put my hands on my knees and watched them play quietly.
"Good job ~ good, much more interesting than that boy Ryoma!" The old man's loud praise was accompanied by the continuous sound of hitting the ball, which echoed heartily in the warm and sunny courtyard in the afternoon, and gradually dimmed...
"Uh." The tennis ball bouncing on the frame fell to the ground, jumped twice, and fell into the swimming pool with a crisp splash.Thinking about it now, that guy has been playing with me as a toy since we first met, and I had to let him go because of my father.
Quietly gaze at the reflection of a crescent moon in the center of the pool, and the floating tennis ball surrounded by the reflection.He left at some point, as abruptly as when he first appeared.But now why again...
"Ah." There was a heavy knock on the top of his head, and he subconsciously used his racket to catch the falling object—an orange.
"Tennis~" A voice came out lazily and protractedly, "I've made some progress, little one~"
Turning around and looking up, on the ship's side above his head, with his back against the railing, the guy was leisurely bouncing tennis balls with a racket frame.
"It's because your skills have become too poor." I countered rudely.
"Huh." Glancing at me sideways, he suddenly laughed loudly, "You can really say that. After all these years, it's not just your little mouth, right? Hahaha~"
Grind your lips, grind your lips——Irrelevant memories suddenly flashed in your mind: he squinted his eyes and smacked his lower lip; the soft and fresh feeling, the light orange fragrance; he stretched out his tongue around his lips and licked lock up.
"Hmm!" His face was burning hot, and a feeling of anger turned from embarrassment emerged spontaneously.Throw that orange, aim at the guy's head, and hit it out with a slap.
"Oh~" He easily stuck the orange with a racket, and with the original tennis ball bouncing up and down, he chuckled, "Sure enough, tennis is a good thing. A racket and a ball can overcome language and Race is the barrier to getting to know each other, isn't it?"
Swinging my arm, I pointed at him with the racket, "I don't want to be lectured by people who want to play match-fixing!"
Slightly stunned, he laughed again and squeezed his eyes at me, "Hahaha~ That's right~"
As soon as he jumped, he jumped onto the railing, and while bouncing the orange tennis ball with his racket, he walked on the steel wire like a stroll. "After I left your house, I had nowhere to go. When I was wandering the streets of the city, I met that uncle named Yuki Hikomaro."
Under the moonlight, Qingjie was jumping between the railings, the corners of his mouth were raised habitually, but the expression on his face fluctuated between light and dark, and he couldn't tell clearly, "Even if it's a fake match, it's an interesting thing for me. ~It’s like looking at the world from another side.”
"It is because of this that my dream can come true~" In the silent night, the half-dark smiling face looked down at me, with an indescribable light flickering in his eyes, "But maybe you can't understand."
I really can't understand what dreams can be realized in the anti-counterfeiting competition!
"That kind of thing doesn't matter anyway." I probably have no position to restrain him, but... I raised my eyes and stared at him, "I will win you anyway." In order not to let you go too far on the wrong path.
"That's a pity." He jumped down and reached out to catch the oranges and tennis balls, and leaned his back against the railing, closing his eyes and showing a helpless expression, "My opponent has already been booked to be that old-fashioned minister." .not you~"
Hey?
"Little ghost, it should be bed time~" Sneered, he raised his chin and glanced at me, then walked away, "See you tomorrow~"
Watching his back disappear by the side of the ship in the night, I remained silent for a long time.
Why did you leave my house in the first place?How did you get here all these years?I didn't say a word when I met with many things I wanted to ask. I have never hated my cold words so much.
＊After playing tennis on the brightly lit central tennis court, I walked to the sidelines and wiped off my sweat with the towel placed next to the orange.
"Is it like observing the world from another side?" Unsurprisingly, a steady and clear voice came from the high stands, "It's almost time for you to wake up."
Hmph, looking at the figure in the stands, I snickered.When this guy was at the swimming pool, he followed that dull little devil head far away, and it was really patient to show up until now.
"This really surprised me~" The corners of my mouth raised, and I took off the sweat towel on my face and squinted at him, "Eavesdropping is not in line with your image of a top student, the head of Qingxue~"
"Actually, you also want to play a game with your brother in a dignified way." He seemed to be unaware of the teasing in my words, and his voice was stable as usual.
Hmph, tough guy.I stretched out my finger, and I closed my eyes and shook him twice, "I'm sorry, I don't want to accept your lecture~"
Open your eyes and glance at him.Oops, being stared at by the four-eyed ice cube with such a serious expression all day long, no wonder the little devil's head is about to freeze into the same ten-thousand-year ice cube~
I haven't seen him for eight years. I almost didn't recognize the little guy who was wearing a white hat crookedly, wearing blue overalls, and chasing after me with his big eyes and short legs.
"Hey, how does it feel to be followed by him?" Actually, I want to ask more, how does it feel to follow him secretly.
"He has never followed me." It was obvious who I was referring to by "he". After a pause, the voice sounded slowly and rationally, "Now, he doesn't need to follow anyone anymore."
"It's almost time to rest. Everyone will be very busy tomorrow." I lowered my head and picked up the oranges from the chair, hung the sweat towel on my shoulder, and I turned and walked away, "Don't worry about it, go to bed early ~"