The king of crossing the net relies on you

Chapter 43

"Can you last until lunch like this?" Chu Xiao turned around and pouted, "The butler uncle will bring something to eat soon, so you can wait in peace."

"This... is too troublesome."

"Friends are used to show off at this time." Chu Xiao smiled at her, and said irrefutably, "With you here, I feel that life in Japan is much more interesting. Xiaoxi, you just listen to me."

Why does it feel like Xiao Xiao has become a lot stronger all of a sudden?Long Xiaoxi tilted her head slightly, and unexpectedly saw a certain Master Bingshan's indisputable aura in her.

Long Xiaoxi shook her head, and pushed out the horrific thoughts just now. It's fake, it's fake, it's an illusion, once it's an illusion, how could the lovely Xiao Xiao become a cold-hearted and emotionless iceberg? It must be her This illusion occurs only when you are hungry and dizzy.

Huh?Thinking of Bingshan, Long Xiaoxi turned to one side, tilted his head, and looked into Bingshan's desk.

"Xiao Xiao, I have a solution!"

"Huh?" Chu Xiao blinked her eyes and looked at her suspiciously.

Long Xiaoxi pulled her, then squatted down, stretched out her arms and quickly took out the lunch box Tezuka put on the table, raised her head and winked at Chu Xiao, beckoning her to help.

Chu Xiao froze for a moment, then quickly picked up a relatively large textbook on Long Xiaoxi's desk next to her.

"Chu Xiaoye who knows me." Long Xiaoxi took the textbook, covered the lunch box in her hand, and then stood up, "There is still a while before class, I'll find a place for breakfast."

"Go." Chu Xiao glanced at the bento she was holding in her arms, tilted her head, Xiao Xi would rather risk being caught by the iceberg...

Uh?
Chu Xiao shook her head, she had been with Xiao Xi for a long time, and she was influenced by her before she knew it, calling Tezuka an iceberg.Wait, this is not the point, the point is why Xiaoxi likes to eat Bingshan's bento so much, is it just because of revenge that Bingshan is the head of the tennis department?
"Leave first, let's talk later." Long Xiaoxi hugged the lunch box, quickly bypassed Chu Xiao, ran out of the classroom like a gust of wind, and went straight to the rooftop.

Pushing open the door of the rooftop, the first thing Long Xiaoxi had to do was to run to the side to see the tennis court not far away.

Well, yes, yes, they're still cleaning up the field, grabbing some food, and destroying the corpses, eh?No, no, it's destroying rice and boxes.

Someone who made up his mind put the textbook in his hand on the ground, sat cross-legged on it, and looked towards the tennis court while opening a bento box and eating a delicious lunch that belonged to the iceberg.

Tsk tsk, the taste is really good.It seems that Bingshan has a good mother, and she can cook good dishes, not worse than her mother at all.

Long Xiaoxi narrowed her eyes and looked at the tennis court, chewing on the big meatballs and enjoying the food that didn't belong to her.

The breeze blows, and a trace of white clouds floats in the sky, adding a strange color to the blue sky.

Tezuka, who was packing up in the tennis court, suddenly raised his head, narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly and turned his head to look towards the roof of the teaching building.

"what happened?"

"It's okay." Withdrawing his gaze, Tezuka let go of the uneasiness in his heart just now, as if someone was staring at him just now, it may be an illusion.

Fu Er, who was carrying the tennis rack, joked with a smile that remained unchanged for thousands of years, "Are you worried about Xiao Xi who didn't eat breakfast? If you are worried, go to the classroom to find someone. I remember that the convenience store seems to be closed until noon today." Open."

Tezuka didn't speak, but the furrows on his brows deepened a bit, and the speed of his hands obviously accelerated again.

"Hehe..." Fuji walked away with a smile and moved the ball wildly. It seems that this summer will be very colorful.

"Bang! Bang!" The sound of hitting the ball appeared regularly in the night sky, and the crow that landed on the wall followed the movement of the yellow ball with its tiny eyes. After looking at it for a while, it tilted its head and looked The man who hit the ball with his eyes flapped his wings and flew away.

Inside the diamond-shaped barbed wire, a handsome man in a tennis suit is doing simple, boring hitting moves beautifully.The yellow ball fell to the left side of the serving machine without any mistakes, and then bounced back to the ground. At this time, countless small balls had been scattered on the ground.

The machine stopped serving the ball, and the handsome and cold man was panting heavily, with thin beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, shining brightly under the light.Tezuka raised his arm and gently wiped off the sweat from his forehead, turned around and looked up at the hanging moon.A face full of vitality and vividness emerged in front of my eyes.

Thinking of the bento box that was completely eaten at lunch, and someone staring wide-eyed, with a face that I ate, I just don’t admit it, how you look at me, the corners of his mouth can’t help but slightly rise, Feng A trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

Withdrawing his gaze, Tezuka turned around, picked up the coin that was put aside, and paused slightly when he was about to throw it in.

During training in the afternoon, the coach left in a hurry. I don't know if she came back at this time. If she didn't come back, is she at home alone? In case...

Tezuka remembered her inadvertently revealed true temperament that night at the dinner party, his heart was flustered, his brows were frowned, he lightly clenched the coin, and after a little thought, he turned around.

Hey!
Sighing softly, Tezuka walked aside, bent over to pack his things, picked up the tennis bag, turned around, pushed the door, and left...

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the night wind in May blew the broken hair on Tezuka's forehead, exposing his smooth forehead.

He looked up at the lights in the residential building not far in front of him, his chaotic thoughts were temporarily relieved, the corners of his mouth raised a little unconsciously, and there was a trace of himself in his eyes looking at the lighted windows on the second floor There is no tenderness to be noticed.

Tezuka just paused for a while, intending to turn the corner and go home, but... when he finally looked up to the second floor, he found that the lights on the second floor suddenly went out.

His heart tightened again, looking at the dark window, his heart seemed to be hit hard by something.

What happened, why did the lights go out suddenly, is the coach at home, if not, what should she do by herself?
He quickly ran towards the residential house, but stopped the moment he raised his hand and pressed the doorbell.

What happened to yourself?
Tezuka's frown at this moment was enough to kill a few flies, partly because of his out-of-control behavior, partly because he didn't know the situation in the room at this time.

Just when he hesitated to remember, there was another loud noise in the room.

Tezuka Kunimitsu, what are you worrying about at this time? Since the coach entrusted her to his care, you must not disappoint the trust of the coach, not to mention that she still has such an uneasy character.

"Dingling! Dingling! Dingling..." The hand pressed down without hesitation, and the rapid sound of the doorbell pierced the night sky. After he heard another sound of hurried running, the door was opened from the inside.

Under the moonlight, Long Xiaoxi's desperate eyes made Tezuka feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He opened his mouth to speak, but found that he had lost the ability to speak, and could only look at the empty pair in front of him speechlessly, full of despair and regret. eyes.

(End of this chapter)