Fuji nodded slightly, with a light arc at the corner of his mouth, "Then bother." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"Second Young Master is too polite, please come here." Butler Kimura made a leading gesture and entered the house with Fuji.

It was an hour and a half before Sakuraichi went out, and everyone finished eating, except for Fujiwara, basically went for a walk, or practiced hitting some obstacles, but Fujiwara stood alone in front of the window and looked out of the villa, naturally did not miss the coming.

When he heard the sound behind him, he turned his head, nodded slightly to the elegant young man, and then walked over.

"Fujiwara-san alone?" Fuji said, walked to the couch and sat down, and handed the cherry in his hand to Butler Kimura, "Trouble, Butler Kimura." ”

"You're welcome."

Passing by the Kimura housekeeper, Fujiwara also sat on the sofa, "She's been out for an hour and a half." ”

"yes, I know." Fuji crossed his legs, his left elbow against his knee to support his jaw, his head was slightly offset, the tips of his chestnut hair hung down with his movements, fainting wisps of slight arcs, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked when the night breeze blew, "I'll wait for her to come back." ”

Fujiwara glanced at him, his lips slightly open, and was about to say something, but his eyes were drawn to the white object on the coffee table. It was a very thin thing, about three millimeters thick, and the smooth surface was faintly lit with light that you couldn't really see if you didn't look closely.

Is it a mobile phone!!

Fujiwara frowned slightly, reached out and picked up the phone, and turned his head to look at Fuji, "I'm sorry, I left beforehand." After that, he didn't care whether he agreed or not, got up and walked out.

Fuji was momentarily stunned, if he was not mistaken, then the phone was Sakuraichi's. So, did Fujiwara want to send Sakuraichi over? It's so late, where the hell did Sakuraichi go?

Tonight, it was silent, thick dark clouds began to pile on top of each other, and the bright moonlight gradually became hazy, and the original color could not be seen clearly.

In the somewhat pale light, a young girl in a hospital gown sat on the bed, her long brown hair was scattered, and the light shone faintly in the light, like a blooming black orchid in the painter's brush. Dazzling purple eyes looked quietly ahead, and some of the empty eyes seemed to be unable to focus because they were thinking about something.

Suddenly, the ears moved slightly, and the slight light sound was taken into the ears, and the thin lips were shallowly hooked, drawing a beautiful arc, "You're here." ”

Click――

The sound of the doorknob turning sounded, and the pungent and highly concentrated medicinal smell in the room fluctuated slightly, and the sound of footsteps came at the same time, and the faint voice was as indifferent as ever, "Why don't you accept the operation?" ”

The girl smiled, a little pale, "The danger is too high. There is only a 4% chance that there is no need to take risks. There was a pause, as if to think about the wording. Feeling the girl standing in front of him, he turned his head to look at her, "It's natural, and I'm used to it." And even though I can't see, my other senses are extremely sensitive. Edogawa-san, thank you anyway. ”

"No," Sakuraichi continued, sitting on the chair the man had brought over, "You know my purpose. ”

"I know." The girl smiled lightly, and a small dimple appeared on her cheeks, which was very beautiful: "One of the second generations of the Youth School Women's Network, it is indeed very good." You're the first generation, right, who is the minister? ”

Sakura paused, then slowly spoke, "It's me." ”

"Really?" The girl took the water poured for him by the man, held it in both hands and took a sip, "After you are discharged from the hospital, can you fight with me?" ”

"I'll fight you when your body is fully recovered."

"Well, it's cunning. Right, Dad. The girl smiled lightly, and the man next to her reached out and touched her head, with the characteristic kindness of her father, "Only you think that Miss is cunning." ”

"Hehe, by the way," as if thinking of something, the girl said, "Edogawa-san, can you take me to meet the first generation?" ”

"Yes, if you are discharged from the hospital in half a month, they will bring the champion of the metropolitan competition to meet you."

The girl was slightly stunned, Sakuraichi's indifferent tone was smeared with the unique strength and confidence of the king, some arrogant, some arrogant, maybe many people will be dissatisfied, but, she has this capital, doesn't she?

But why are they the ones?

"Are you still not out of the game?"

"Well, I'm an alternate in the finals."

"That's a shame. I don't have a chance to see you play," the girl said, and suddenly, with a playful smile, "I can't figure it out, in order to let you play, the other party will give you a draw in the first five games, and then you will have to play if you don't want to." ”

"No," he said indifferently, glancing up at the clock hanging on the wall, it was already half past nine. Retracted his gaze and said to the girl: "It's not too early, I'll go back first, your father stays here to accompany you, don't talk too long." ”

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow."

"Miss, I'll send you back first." The man also stood up at this time, as Sakuraichi's driver, and with Sakuraichi's countless help, he was absolutely loyal and conscientious.

"No need, you go with her." Sakura narrowed her eyelids, glanced at the girl on the hospital bed, and whispered to the man: "Ogawa-san, the opportunity is rare, or persuade her." ”

"I will," Ogawa nodded, pursed his lips, and said, "Miss, thank you very much, if it weren't for you......"

"Words of thanks, I am also avoided, I also have a purpose." With that, Sakuraichi stepped out of the room.

"Edogawa-san asked you to persuade me again." The girl handed the water glass in her hand to the front, and Ogawa reached out and took it and put it on the bedside table.

"Xigui, the chances of success of this operation are still very high. Why not? Ogawa said, reaching out to help the girl lie down.

"Dad, we owe her so much."

"Dad will pay it back, you just have to get the surgery. Just accept it, and it won't be long before you'll be able to see it. Moreover, she also said that whether you go to Qingxue or not depends on your own choice, and she will not force you. ”

"Well, I know. Dad went back early to rest. ”

"I'll go back when you fall asleep." Ogawa pulled the quilt on the girl, leaned down and kissed the girl on the forehead, and then patted her head, "Good night, Xigui." ”

"Good night, Dad."

As the night darkened, the deep inky blue gradually engulfed everything, and everything was hazy, looking like it was covered with a light veil, blurred.

Sakuraichi walked on the path by the river, his dark red eyes were a little deep, his gaze fell on the front without a goal, and there was the sound of the river and the waves of the wind in his ears, and the silhouette at his feet kept changing with the distance of the street lamp, and after one reincarnation, the halo folded into a blurred shadow, fell into the river, and flowed quietly......

Wow -

The breeze floats, the fallen leaves flutter, reaching out to catch the falling green leaves, feeling the strange air flow floating in the air, with a faint vapor, calm and natural, even the mood is gradually flying.

It's going to rain.

Gently plucking his eyelids, he came to the final conclusion, and Sakuraichi let go of the fallen leaves in his hand, and when the wind blew, it fell on the river in a broken manner, and then followed the river to other places.

Sakura's pupils froze, and she raised her left hand like lightning.

Bang -

Whew――

Boom -

As soon as he caught the tennis ball that was being shot, the air flow suddenly accelerated, forming two violent winds that passed by Sakuraichi's side left and right, and swept her clothes crackling. After the wind passed, two black marks appeared on the ground, which at first glance looked like they had been scorched by fire, and even the sound of smoke could be heard.

The five fingers tightened, and the tennis ball in his hand stopped spinning with a thud. Sakura's red eyes narrowed slightly, the cold light flashed in the bottom of his eyes, his expression became deeper and deeper, a little dangerous, like a red moon at the time of the devil, and his indifferent voice was dyed cold for the first time, "Something?" ”

"Huh," in the shadows, the young man holding the racket took a step, and with his movements, the person gradually appeared under the light, his cool thin lips were slightly hooked, and he opened a sarcastic arc, "I actually caught it with one hand, it's really unpleasant, Jiang, Hu, Chuan!" ”