The moonlight is as cold as water, always pulling people into the whirlpool of memories in sleepless nights.

Ignoring her tearful eyes, Sakura sat on the bed with her head in her hands, and her mind, which had never been able to think of anything, was surging in this night, as if something had broken free from the magic box locked deep in her mind, and gradually clamoured out in that pure white realm......

After sitting quietly for a while, after the headache had subsided a little, Sakurano got up and put on her clothes, walked to the low couch under the window, and looked at the moonlight flowing outside the window in contemplation......

When she woke up that morning five years ago, she had lost a lot of memories, forgotten a lot of people, and everything around her was familiar and unfamiliar.

The people around her who gradually became acquainted with her comforted her that she didn't have to recall, but she always had a vague feeling that she had forgotten something extremely precious, but once she tried to recall, she would fall into deep heart palpitations and uncontrollable headaches.

For the first two years, she often fell into nightmares full of darkness and despair like tonight, but tonight's dreams seemed to be a little different, and those scattered fragments flashed in her mind, making her feel the urge to cry.

Thinking of the events of the afternoon, Sakurano touched her long hair that had been draped, and the gentleness in her eyes froze.

She knew that she was sick, and although she hadn't had many seizures since returning to Japan, she still vividly remembered the faint fear in the eyes of the people around her when she fell into a coma and woke up in the United States, but it didn't escape her eyes.

She must be terrible when she has a seizure......

Sakurano's eyes were filled with a slightly bitter tenderness......

No pain, no taste, no heat or cold......

Even now, she is a weirdo......

The light and shadow of the dream flickered in front of her eyes again, and she untied the silver pendant that she had been wearing around her neck and hung it in front of her, and the moonlight poured down, shining the round silver pendant carved with cherry blossoms hanging from the side.

"Let's go"

Flipping it lightly is actually a very common photo pendant, but it is so unusual......

Sakurano looked at the layers of cherry blossoms, and the man's smile was blurred in the sunlight, and only a faint outline remained on his blooming face......

Suddenly there was a faint burst of laughter in his ears......

Can't see clearly? That's not just right! Anyway, I've only taken this picture in my life, and now you can only carve me into your head desperately, otherwise you won't see me again......

Sakurano was slightly stunned, and a familiar feeling swelled up at the flashing voice, as if she was nostalgic...... It's like ...... Detest......

She took the pendant into her palm, cast her eyes on the pouring moonlight with a gentle look, sighed softly, and whispered, "They said you were ...... Where's my mother......"

Another night of silence, only the moonlight and the light movement of the heart, whose eyes are like ink fainting, dyed with a shocking dream?

"Ding... Ding..."

The wind chimes in front of the corridor rang softly, slipping into the hall with the first rays of morning light.

"How's that, teenager! Let's train energetically today! ”

Looking at Echizen, who was gulping milk with his eyes closed, Minamijiro smiled wickedly and slapped Echizen on the shoulder, "Come on!" Come on! ”

"Ahem, ahem!"

Echizen, who was choked by Minamijiro's unexpected move, turned red, stroked his chest in pain, and raised his eyes to see a hateful smiling face.

"Ah, I'm so sorry for the mistake!"

Gritting his teeth and swallowing the anger that came to his mouth, Echizen glared at his unserious father fiercely, and continued to bury his head in the battle with milk, "No, I will submit the application to the Ministry today, and I will start training tomorrow." ”

"Huh? That's right. ”

Lunko took off her apron and walked out, a little surprised by Echizen's words, "By the way, Ryoma, how is the school adapting?" I heard that you and Sakura are in the same class. ”

"Sakura-chan?"

Hearing Lunzi's voice, Echizen turned his head, a little stunned, "Who is it?" ”

"It's Sakurano!"

Lunzi looked at Echizen's stunned appearance, replied strangely, was stunned for a long time before reacting, and hurriedly added, "Oh yes, you haven't seen her before." ”

Lunzi said this, but Echizen's heart naturally remembered the strange girl who fainted when he saw him, and when they met at night, they were like two people who were weak during the day. But, did her parents know her for a long time?

"You, have you seen her?"

Thinking to himself, Echizen asked for no reason.

Lunko smiled and nodded, and was about to say something when Minamijiro's voice rang out.

"Alright, alright! Teenagers are done eating, so let's go! It's not a good habit to be late! Let's go, let's go! ”

Receiving Nanjiro's glance, the smile on Lunzi's face paused slightly, and then he stopped talking and looked at Echizen, "Yes, let's leave early." ”

Frowning, Echizen looked at his parents, who were obviously hiding something, and without asking, he got up without saying a word and walked out of the house.

"What are you doing when you have nothing to do with our previous affairs?"

Seeing Echizen leave with his shoulder bag, he turned around and said casually, "Don't get involved in the young man's own affairs, someone will naturally tell him when he should know something." ”

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Deliberately ignoring the deep thoughts hidden in her husband's eyes, Lunzi smiled and shook her head, glaring at him, but sighed lightly in her heart, "I don't talk much." ”

This room Ryuzaki brought out breakfast, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Sakurano holding a water cup in front of the old photo album that he had spread out on the table last night and was not put away in a daze, "Sakura, what are you looking at?" ”

"What is this?" Ryuzaki followed the direction of her finger and saw a yellowed photograph of the younger, even younger, Minamijiro squatting with his wife Lunko in his arms, with a boy on each side, one large and one small, surrounded by a pile of glittering trophies.

"Oh, this is a family photo that Minamijiro sent me from the United States, it's been almost ten years, and I've been keeping it in my old album. At that time, you were also in the United States, and it was normal that you hadn't seen it. ”

Ryuzaki sat down cross-legged and pointed to the little boy who was struggling to hold a racket and wearing a crooked hat on the side, "Well, you've seen it, Ryoma was only five or six years old at that time." ”

"Oh, that's it. That's right,"

Sakurano pointed to the slightly longer boy who was smiling and carrying a racket on the other side, "This, is it Ryuya?" ”

Echizen Ryuya, one of the people she had become acquainted with since she woke up five years ago, he always looked nonchalant but had given her the support she needed the most when she was most helpless.

"It's the adopted son of Nanjiro, didn't he run away from home after living in his house for two years? Didn't you still know him, I remember you said it when you summoned me in the United States, and you met Long Ya, who was playing ball on the streets. ”

Ryuzaki poured the tea and looked at Sakurano, "Remember, what's wrong?" ”

"Nothing."

Sakurano smiled, lowered her eyes, shook her head slightly, and pointed at the younger boy again, "Then, Ryuya, is it his brother?" ”

"Oh, Ryoma. Right. Although they are not brothers, their talent in tennis is just as outstanding. ”

Ryuzaki nodded, a smile on his face, "I'm looking forward to his performance in Qingxue." ”

"Tennis." Sakurano frowned, remembering a not-so-good memory of having a blood-stained racket by her side after her first attack in the United States, and since then, she has been very resistant to tennis.

But now, the Echizen Ryoma who stimulated her memory recovery took a turn for the better, has an inseparable connection with tennis.

The tenderness in her eyes was slightly overcast, and Sakurano frowned and looked out the window at the morning light, falling into deep thought.

"Sakurano! Are you okay? Why did you leave by yourself yesterday? You were gone when I got to the infirmary! ”

As soon as he entered the class, Pengxiang, who had been in the class early, hurriedly greeted him, pulling Sakura Nai to look up and down.

"I called you last night and you didn't answer! I'm in a hurry! Are you feeling better? ”

Sakurano was stunned by this series of questions before she came back to her senses, and she reacted for a few seconds before she smiled, and gently held Pengxiang and replied, "It's okay, you don't have to worry." I rested after going back yesterday, so I didn't contact you. I'm sorry, I scared you. ”

"It's fine if you're okay."

Settling down in her seat, Tomoka looked at the empty seat next to Sakurano and said with a little curiosity, "Do you know this Echizen?" You fainted when you saw him yesterday! ”

Fingers clenched slightly, Sakurano had a gentle smile on her face, but her eyes were a little misty, she looked at Echizen who was walking into the classroom with a bag on her back, and her tone was light, "Maybe." ”

"Now I send the application form to the club, and everyone fills it out and submits it to the club they want to join. ...... deadline this afternoon" The podium working committee is handing out the forms in their hands to everyone, saying some trivial precautions.

Sakurano turned his head, looked at the bored young man with his hand under his chin, and smiled slightly, "Hello, my name is Ryuzaki Sakurano." Didn't have time to introduce myself yesterday. Echizen-kun, please advise. ”

Echizen, who was napping, suddenly remembered such a soft tone in his ear, and he opened his eyes to look at Sakurano.

Those eyes were full of tenderness, and the whole person was bathed in the rising morning light, like a pure white angel...... It was very different from the people he met last night......

"Echizen Ryoma."

Bowing slightly, Echizen put away the doubts that flashed in his mind, and his tone was as cold as usual, "Please advise." ”

Tomoka in the front seat heard the conversation between the two, and the surprise in her eyes was obvious, although Sakura was very gentle, she had never liked to associate with strangers, and she had worked hard for a long time to get acquainted with her, why did she greet Echizen very abnormally today.

"Echizen-san, okay, my name is Tomoka Kosakata, and I ask you for a lot of advice."

Without much thought, Tomoka turned around with a grin and greeted Echizen, who was lying on the table.

"Hmm."

Echizen's extremely cold answer extinguished most of Tomoka's enthusiasm, and Sakura on the side looked at the frustrated Tomoka, and couldn't help but shake her head helplessly and chuckle, she was hit.

"Uh, Sakurano. What club do you want to apply for? ”

After a moment of silence, Tomoka, who had recovered her spirits, took the club application she had just sent and wrapped her head around Sakura, who was looking down at the handout, "The Ministry of Housekeeping, or the music club?" There is also the Ikebana Society. I think you're a good fit. ”

"Me?"

Sakurano raised her head, and the afterglow swept past Echizen, who was already lying on the table to make up for sleep, with thoughts and hesitation in her eyes.

The wind from the window caressed the hair on her cheeks, driving her eyelashes trembling slightly, and she spoke softly, with a faint hesitation and abruptness in her words......

"I'm going in...... Tennis club. ”

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