[King of Nets_Trails] Birds and Fish

Chapter 56 [Vol.006] Green

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I followed Echizen Ryuya to a speakeasy, and hesitated as I descended the steps.Echizen Ryuya stopped, looked sideways at me, and stretched out his hand.

The feasting and feasting made his eyes especially bright.

He hooked his lips and smiled provocatively: "Don't you dare?"

His fingers were slender and white. I was stunned by the hot light in his eyes and looked away. I pushed his hand away as if nothing had happened, and subconsciously grabbed the backpack strap, without any further hesitation: "Let's go."

I have never been to such a place.

The music in the bar was so loud that my ears hurt. I stared at several couples dancing close to each other on the dance floor, and one couple even hugged and gnawed together.Most of the people next to him are holding wine glasses and talking and laughing, most of them are couples.The combination of fast singing and vigorous dancing is extraordinarily lively.

Echizen Longya slowed down, took my hand quickly, but didn't look back: "Be careful, don't get lost."

I feel a little hot on my cheeks.

The bartender at the bar seemed to recognize him, his eyes fell on me vaguely, and then he moved away lightly, as if an illusion.He greeted: "Girlfriend?"

I wanted to deny it, but Echizen Ryuya answered me one step ahead: "Not yet."

"Now it's my Artemis."

The bartender smiled: "Then I wish you luck."

I shook off his hand and stared straight at him.

He leaned on the bar, like a lazy cat, with perfect lips when he spoke English: "Two glasses of juice, thank you."

The bartender opened his mouth exaggeratedly: "You don't look like a juice drinker at all."

In the distance, two girls raised their hands and greeted him enthusiastically. After he responded lazily, he looked at the bartender who couldn't help teasing him, and said in an ambiguous tone: "No way, the one next to me, she is very strict. .”

……shameless.

I was so angry that I twisted his arm several times.

At the last moment he shied away and asked me, "Do you want to watch the tennis match?"

"……Um?"

·

I just found out that there is an underground tennis court hidden in this speakeasy.

Echizen Ryuya tossed oranges, and the two people who had just got off the court greeted him and asked him if he wanted to play.The onlookers were booing, he took a bite of the orange and raised his eyebrows: "Old rules."

He took off his coat, turned around and put it on for me.

The boy bent down and zipped me up. I looked at his dazzling profile under the neon lights, and for a moment I forgot to react.He took out a racket from the tennis bag, slipped the tennis bag into my arms, and walked into the court.

He said to the man on the opposite side: "Needless to say, it is impossible for you to beat me who is favored by the muse today."

I was silent: "..."

Wearing Echizen Ryuya's coat, holding his tennis bag in his arms, someone next to me asked me teasingly: "Hey, girl, are you Wind's girlfriend?"

I laughed dryly and denied it flatly: "No."

The man didn't ask any more questions, but it was obvious that "do not believe" was written on his face.The Echizen Ryuya coat I was wearing didn't make my denial convincing at all. I probably put it on obediently because my head was hot.Rubbing the outline of the tennis bag with my fingertips, Echizen Ryuya's sportswear jacket seemed to be scalding, making my fingertips shrink suddenly.

Echizen Ryuya tossed the ball and swung his racket, causing a commotion.The wind blew up the corner of his clothes, and the rustling sound covered my eardrums, and I couldn't take my eyes off it.

The first time I watched a tennis match, I didn't even understand the rules.

Surrounded by booing spectators, the game is played on a wet underground tennis court.The bartender squeezed through the turbulent crowd and handed me the two glasses of juice that I dropped just now. I took them with a dazed expression, and suddenly felt that at this moment, that young man who I always thought was like a ruffian was irresistible.

He was born to shine.

But the stage where he shines should not be the narrow underground tennis court.

·

He stepped off.

The opponent complained behind him: "Damn, lost again. I will definitely beat you next time."

Echizen Ryuya: "Remember to transfer the money to my card, you know the account."

He walked towards me, and I could clearly see the tiny beads of sweat dripping from the corners of his forehead.I shifted my eyes and wondered: "...money?"

"I often come here to gamble." Echizen Ryuya took the tennis bag from me and explained to me: "Here you can see a vast world that you can't see outside."

——Is the vast world in your eyes playing tennis in front of a group of egoists in this underground tennis court that is darkened by the sun?

"I'm rich now."

"so?"

"I'll buy all your paintings. You can tell me your Japanese name."

I was stunned.

……

"But I'm very interested in your name, tell me, your Japanese name."

"If you buy my painting, I will tell you."

"I have no money," he said, "here, I'll give you the orange in exchange for something."

"Change what?"

"you."

"..."

"……roll."

……

But that was just what I said casually to prevaricate what he said, but he didn't expect him to take it seriously.

The young man's eyes were burning, and there was something wrong with him.

"Cool."

I said, "My name is Liangxi."

*

When I got back to the rental house, I realized that I had forgotten to return my coat. The girl who lived with me looked at me flirtatiously and asked, "Have you got a boyfriend?"

Wearing a boy's coat and going home late at night is really easy to make people think too much. Under her meaningful gaze, I ran back to the room without looking back: "It's not."

The girl shouted from behind: "I heard from my boyfriend that the urban management has been strict with inspections recently, so be careful when you set up a stall."

"Oh, I see."

I touched my cheek, it was terribly hot.

·

I never had a chance to return the coat to Echizen Ryuya afterward, he seemed to be busy and didn't see him for several days.I folded the clean coat and put it away, and it has been more than ten days since I saw Echizen Ryuya again.

I didn't recognize him at first, he had no tennis bag and he was wearing a white baseball cap.

When he stood in front of me, he covered his eyes. I raised my head and stared at him for a while before I recognized him. I turned my head sideways and asked, "Where's your racket?"

"I'm here to cash in. It's inconvenient to carry a tennis racket when you have to carry a bunch of paintings back."

"Okay." I let go, "You can pick whichever one you want."

"It will be all right?"

The boy stretched his arms, so close that I could smell the scent of orange soda on his collar.He bent his lips, his brows and eyes were full of warm colors:

"I want you."

"..."

I raised my hand so angry that I wanted to hit him, but he didn't hide.The palm fell on his chest, it was hard, and it hurt me a little.She turned her face away immediately, puffed up her cheeks and didn't look at him.

He immediately changed his words: "Hey, I haven't finished yet, I want your portrait."

"..."

I opened my mouth to shoo him away and tell him not to block my business.He squatted next to my booth before and drove away many boys who wanted to buy paintings but asked me for my mobile phone number, most of them were boys from nearby schools.But I saw that the stall owners around me packed up their things and slipped away. During this time, I gained a lot of experience, including the experience of being kicked out by the raiding urban management.

I tidied up my paintings in a hurry. Last time, the urban management confiscated several paintings. They were all my painstaking efforts to draw without sleep, which made me feel distressed for a long time.

Echizen Ryuya helped me sweep the painting into my bag, and I looked up at him.

The baseball cap was on my head, covering most of my face.He carried my bag on his back, grabbed my wrist, and ran up the chaotic street.

Flocks of seagulls flapped their wings and flew by, and the sky was shining blue.

The setting sun dyed the winding streets of Los Angeles into orange red. I looked at the clean and unruly side face of the boy who was leading me to run. It was clear that the sky was clear and the twilight was thousands of miles away, but I seemed to hear the sound of rain. voice in my heart.

I finally understood that I rejected Echizen Ryuya because I was afraid that I would fall in love with him.

But I still—

Falling hopelessly in love with him.

The wind stopped suddenly, and he stopped too.I looked up, still staring at him blankly.

He took off my hat and leaned over.

Kissed me.

The wet kiss is reflected on my lips, and the boy's eyes washed by morning and dusk are like vastness.Heart beating non-stop, the lost deer finally found its way back.

The setting sun is still hot.

like my heart.

……

I am struggling in the mud.

He is my only light.

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Grandpa: Please call me Keigo Midoribe.