novel bin Chapter 15 The Horn of Battle
Chapter 15 The Horn of Battle
April is the season of cherry blossoms.
Weeping early cherry blossoms, Bohong, and dense flowers have all left the battlefield of cherry blossoms.Somei Yoshino, which is covered with snow powder, stands proudly on the branches, and Oshima and Guanshan are not inferior.The turmeric is singing and laughing on the branches, with the unique vitality and gentleness of spring, even if the pedestrians who enjoy the cherry blossoms are getting thinner, they still don't let go of the beauty of the cherry rain for a moment.
After taking off their heavy winter clothes, the young students put on simple spring clothes when the cold spring is still in the air.
The campus, which had been silent for a winter, woke up, and the new and old students coming and going were talking and laughing in groups.
Yukimura was wearing a light gray knitted jacket and delicate woolen gloves. He pushed the suitcase out of Tokyo Haneda International Airport.
He didn't notify anyone to come pick him up.Whether it is relatives or friends.
Because he is as proud as he is, he doesn't want them to remember how he left in frustration.Even if he returns, he still hopes to let everyone witness his magnificence and the return of the king on the field.
Whether the Shinkansen heading for Kanagawa was so fast, Yukimura didn't quite remember.
He sat by the window, propped his chin on one hand, and looked at the scenery outside the window seriously.
The endless blue and the clear white sky perform the sweetest symphony.It seems that it only takes one glance to be caught by such lingering affection, and it is impossible to break free again.
Such Kanagawa was exactly what Yukimura remembered.
This is the greatest comfort he can get every time he comes back from the hospital and after every desperate fight with death.
Kanagawa, I'm back...
Yukimura opened his mouth and spoke to Nakai silently.
Finally at the front of the house, Yukimura put down the suitcase.
The moment he took out the key from his pocket, his fingers trembled a little. The sharp edges and corners of the key rubbed a few clear marks on the keyhole before he could enter smoothly. He took a deep breath and finally pushed the door open. Door.
"I am back."
The sound of the suitcase falling to the ground was harsh.
But Yukimura only cared about holding his sister tightly with both hands to prevent her from falling to the ground, but he didn't care about the salute in his hand.
"Brother! Brother! Brother..." Each sound was filled with crying and choking.
Yukimura's hand trembled twice, but in the end he patted his sister's shoulder lightly.
"I'm back, Harumi. I'm back..."
But his voice only made Yukimura Harumi cry even more, as if he wanted to dispel the uneasiness in his heart, as if he wanted to drive out the fear in his heart.
"Seiichi..."
Yukimura looked at his mother's red and swollen eye sockets and pursed his lips, after all he couldn't say a word.
He wanted to say sorry, he didn't want his parents to blame him.Because it was their love that gave him the courage to persevere.Even if he had to do it all over again, Yukimura Seiichi was still terrified and uneasy when he experienced such a disease at the age of 14.
He is Yukimura Seiichi, but he is not yet a god.
Yukimura's father held his son and daughter in his arms.
The embrace that is not wide is a harbor that is warm enough.
"Just come back." Yukimura's father's voice was calm and gentle.
He didn't let the children see him take off his glasses and secretly wipe away his tears.
As parents, they were heartbroken knowing that Yukimura was hiding their own illness.They were moved by Yukimura's thoughtfulness and understanding, but every time they thought of his son living overseas with difficulty, they were in pain.But they couldn't show it, and they even pretended to think that Yukimura's illness was just a minor illness.It seemed that he would be able to return safe and sound.
And now, he really came back.
Yukimura's father never believed in God, but he thanked God...
On the first night back home, Yukimura slept peacefully in his long-lost room.This night, there were no nightmares.
The next morning, Yukimura took out the official team uniforms from the locker.He carefully smoothed out every wrinkle, slowly unbuttoned the pajamas one by one, took off his shirt, and picked up the team uniform.After a long pause, he put it on carefully.
Then he took out two brand new blue wristbands from the cabinet, and put them on his wrists, one on the left and one on the right.
After finishing all this, Yukimura went to the mirror and picked up the white hair tie on the table.He stroked it for a while, then gently put on the hair tie at last.
The khaki Lihai Taizheng uniform, two blue wristbands on one left and one on the right, and a white hairband on his head.
How familiar Yukimura Seiichi.
Yukimura forgot how long... he hadn't seen himself like this.
He touched the clear image in the mirror.Glad I won three years.
Although after the operation was successful, he would still wake up from nightmares in the middle of the night, and would involuntarily hold his right wrist, trying to feel the strong pulse of his heart.It is not enough to fall asleep until you are completely sure that the cramping feeling, that tingling feeling is completely gone.However, even with such hesitation and uneasiness, fortunately everything cleared up in the end.
Yukimura picked up the Zhengxuan jacket on the bed and shook it vigorously over his shoulders.He raised his head, closed his eyes, took a deep breath before opening them, and walked out of the room with his head held high...
At this time, the venue of the county competition was already crowded with people.
Almost all schools report in advance rate ministry.
Except Lihaida.
This is already the consensus in the middle school tennis circle - no opponent is worth making Li Haida wait.
It sounds crazy, but it is the truth.
Lihai University's rule over the middle school tennis world has not been broken so far...
"Hasn't Lihai University come yet?" A substitute from Muzhiteng Middle School looked worried at the empty stadium opposite.
"Who would dare to make them wait?" A seemingly experienced senior said, "Although their ministers are absent this year, their strength has declined. But haven't you watched their regional qualifiers? They are overwhelming Victory. So they are entitled to be proud."
The younger generation nodded half-understood, and suddenly saw a solemn khaki in the distance.
"Look there, Li Haida is here, it's really a step."
Sanada led all the positive and non-positive candidates to the reporting office.
He was wearing a black hat, and looked forward resolutely. Even Marui and Nioh, who usually escaped, followed behind him calmly and quietly.There are 30 people in a mighty manner, which is not considered huge, but there is an indescribable sense of oppression, which makes the players from other schools present feel depressed.
How can such a powerful team defeat...
This is already a difficult problem for all coaches, ministers, candidates, and even ordinary members of the middle school tennis world.
"Everyone from Lihai, all here!" Sanada's voice was still as calm as a mountain, but it shocked the staff of the reporting office.
"Ah! Well, your roster is..." The staff fumbled under Sanada's extremely oppressive gaze.
"Doubles [-], Yanagyu Hiroshi, Nioh Masaharu, doubles [-], Marui Bunta, Kuwahara Jackal, singles [-], Kirihara Akaya, singles [-], Yanagi Ren [-], singles [-]," Sanada lowered his head, looking at Masakazu with burning eyes The staff recorded with a trembling face, "—Sanada Genichiro."
"Ah, yes." The staff did not dare to meet Sanada's eyes.
At this time, there was a sudden commotion on the nearby path.
"Isn't that the minister of Lihai University?!"
"Where? Where?"
"This is the legendary Yukimura Seichi, it doesn't look like he's recovering from a serious illness..."
Hearing this, Li Haida's group turned around and looked at the trail in unison.
——A boy with iris-blue hair and a white headband, wearing a flying Tachikai Taisho school uniform.
His exquisite face, slender figure, and those iconic purple eyes, there is no part that does not tell the world - who he is.
He was wearing a khaki team uniform, and the breeze blew up the hem of the uniform, but it never blew it off.
The young man who returned home with the wind was full of arrogance.
He is the king of Lihaida, and his subjects eagerly await his return.
They have been waiting for this moment for too long, too long...
YukimuraSeiichi, welcome home!
All the team members of Lihai University said silently in their hearts...
Until Yukimura walked up to them.
"Hi, everyone. I'm back."
An understatement, coupled with a soft smile like a spring breeze.
The team members of Lihai University couldn't bear it anymore, they rushed forward and surrounded Yukimura firmly in the center.
Yukimura couldn't laugh or cry in the eager and expectant eyes of the members.He didn't know that he occupied such an important position in the hearts of some people in this world, and how lofty expectations were placed on him.
But today, he understands.
His heart suddenly felt a little heavier.
"Welcome back the minister!" Everyone shouted in unison.
Yukimura wanted to open his mouth to say a few words, but he didn't.He was afraid that if he opened his mouth, he would be sobbing impatiently to block the words he was about to say.
"Seiichi, welcome back." Sanada's cold face was much softer.
The corner of Yukimura's mouth could not help but bend up: "I'm back!"