Rukawa Sakura walked silently, not noticing Yukimura's absent-mindedness.
Indeed, from the beginning, in her eyes, regardless of whether it was the world of tennis or the world of basketball, they were all the same.
Those passionate and hot-blooded people who had dreams and fought for them were all reliable and trustworthy friends. That was all.
Compared to the "real" world of her previous life, they were more trustworthy because they were a group of upright youths.
Friendship in this world was indeed precious, so precious that it could last a lifetime. It was pure and clean.
In this world, if there was one person that Rukawa Sakura treated differently, it would be Kaede Rukawa.
Although her elder brother was lacking in some aspects, he was still a qualified elder brother.
These past few years, it could be said that they had depended on each other for survival, and Kaede Rukawa was the only person she could rely on.
Apart from that, the only difference was that they were friends and not friends.
At most, Qing Xue and Tachikaidai from the tennis club, as well as people like Sendo and Mitsui, could be considered good friends.
The drizzle fell, neither too fast nor too slow.
Yukimura suddenly tightened his grip on the umbrella, his knuckles clearly protruding. His vision darkened and his movements stiffened.
Damn it … it's happening again …
"Seiji … you … what's wrong?" Rukawa Sakura frowned.
"It's nothing …" Yukimura smiled.
"Seiji …" She obviously didn't believe him.
Yes, it was so obvious that even his steps were stiff … Yukimura sighed inwardly. "It's nothing, don't worry … maybe I've been a little tired recently … I was in a daze …"
There was something that she couldn't forget even if she wanted to. It was about the plot.
There were originally two things.
The first was Tezuka's arm, and the second was Yukimura's illness.
Now that Tezuka's arm was fine, there was nothing she could do about Yukimura's illness.
Had it finally come to this moment?
She had never deliberately tried to remember, and time had slowly eroded her memories.
The plot didn't have much to do with her.
She lived for herself. She would not interfere in other people's affairs. After all, that was someone else's life.
She didn't know the outcome of the competition at all. All she needed to know was the final result.
As a friend, the most she could do was cheer him on and encourage him.
She had already done everything within her power to help.
Because they were close friends, she couldn't help but care about them.
Therefore, it could be said that she had done her best to treat Tezuka's injury.
She never cared about things like plots.
This was already the most realistic life. There was no need to not change it just because it wasn't like this originally.
This was not a book or a TV show. This was real life.
There was no set routine in life.
Tezuka was such a responsible person. He had done so much for Qing Xue. She couldn't help but try her best to do something for his friend.
She only wanted him to be well. She didn't care about anything else.
Now, he was her friend, wasn't he?
But now, she remembered that there was a friend by her side that she couldn't help.
Yukimura's illness was no longer something she could do anything about.
She could only wait quietly and watch. When necessary, she would give him encouragement and care.
Other than that, she couldn't do anything else.
She had no choice.
But she knew the result.
So, she could let go of some of her worries.
As a friend, she just needed to accompany him through the difficulties.
That was all she could do.
However, the person in front of her, who looked gentle but was stubborn to the core, was her best friend. He was someone who lived in front of her and had his own emotions. He was someone who occupied a lot of time in her life.
He would also be in pain and fear. Facing the upcoming future, she couldn't help but worry for him. Even if she already knew that the result was good, his pain wouldn't be reduced. He still had to go through that period of time.
She could only watch helplessly until the end.
Life was so real.
This had never been a set script.
She had already integrated into life. How could she watch everyone's "life and death" like a god without a trace of pity?
"Seiji —" She paused as if she suddenly couldn't find the words. "You have to take care of your body." So be it. Since he didn't want to say anything, she continued, "Don't hide anything from me.
You — if you're like this, you'll be more worried than if you're sick. Do you know that? "
Xing Cun was stunned for a moment before revealing a smile. "Alright.
Don't worry too much. I'll be fine. "
"It'll be too late if something happens …" She muttered in a low voice.
At this moment, Yukimura stared at Rukawa Sakura in a complete daze.
"Seiji?" Rukawa Sakura looked up at him.
"Yes, if there's anything, you'll be the first to know." Yukimura smiled.
"Idiot.
I'll never know.
You'd better not have the chance to tell me.
Seriously. "
Yukimura smiled.
He looked at his best friend who had been together for so many years, but it seemed that this was the first time his heart had been moved by her.
He didn't know when he had fallen in love with her.
In the past, he didn't understand feelings. Now that he had gradually grown up, he seemed to have touched his heart: he liked her.
Fifteen years old wasn't that young anymore.
In the budding youth, there were always some undercurrents of feelings.
He felt that he would probably never be able to find a girl like her in the future.
She was so outstanding and understood him so well. They had been best friends for so many years, from childhood to the prime of their youth. Perhaps no other girl would be able to replace her, and no one would have such a pure and unselfish relationship.
If she liked him, what she liked was definitely not his appearance or his family background.
They had gone through the most pure and beautiful era together, without any impurities.
After being together for so many years, they had a deep understanding of each other, and there was complete trust and admiration.
How could he not understand this?
So from the beginning, he didn't let this girl call him "brother."
Anichiro, have you ever regretted your actions?
The "mistake" you made when you were young and ignorant made her call you "Shinichiro -gege", but it was destined to be a gap that could not be crossed in this lifetime.
Probably, from that time, he had liked her.
It was just that she didn't understand.
Unfortunately, she didn't have that kind of feeling.
At least, not yet.
"Hey, Sakura, can I … hug you?" He asked very seriously, and he didn't even call her "Sakura".
Rukawa Sakura was stunned.
Yukimura looked at her very seriously, without a trace of avoidance.
"Ah …" She didn't know what to feel, but she still agreed.
Actually, she wasn't a person who was very good at refusing.
That kind of sincere gaze was also something she couldn't refuse.
This person was Seiichi Yukimura.
How many people could refuse him?
Yukimura exuded an elegant and calm feeling.
Because it was raining, it was a little cold.
But his skin was warm.
He only reached out a hand and very gently brought her into his arms.
His other hand held up an umbrella to block the rain.
He lowered himself and rested his head on her shoulder. He pressed his face against the side of her face and her silky black hair.
There was a fresh smell on her hair, and it was very natural.
He raised a smile.
If someone saw it, it would be so bright and dazzling.
Rukawa Sakura looked at Yukimura's shoulder and saw the rain forming a line.
In the arms of the Son of God, it was peaceful and safe …