No one knows except Yukimura Seiichi.
Just now, when Atobe fell, Atobe Keimitsu curled up his body and hid himself behind the low wall under the railing.
Trembling all over,
He bit his lips tightly, he knew that his brother definitely didn't want to be seen by him at this moment.
I must not be discovered by him.
Otherwise, the old man will definitely be rude and may even implicate my brother.
But ah,
Even though we are far apart,
Even if he didn't feel Keigo Atobe's pulse, even if he couldn't see Keigo Atobe's face and tongue coating at that moment,
He also knew that
How much effort he put in behind the scenes.
This kind of obsession with tennis is something he can never match or possess.
But ah,
He really feels distressed.
That's Keigo Atobe, who rides in luxury cars, drinks Blue Mountain coffee, and imports freshly squeezed juice, and pays attention to his appearance no matter what he does.
The king of Ice Emperor.
The eldest son and heir of the Atobe family!
His brother is what he cherishes most and would not bear to damage in any way.
Yukimura Seiichi sighed silently, then raised his hand and took the fragile person into his arms, patting her gently as if he was comforting his sister, who was emitting fragility and sadness at the moment.
What others see is Keigo Atobe's progress and efforts.
Only Jingguang,
Seeing through the countless sweat and injuries behind Atobe,
He felt sorry for Ji Bu's dedication and hard work, as well as the failures and scars that accumulated time and time again.
How much effort does it take to achieve this in such a short time?
Yukimura Seiichi looked up at the field.
As for Atobe Keigo, one cannot help but recognize this emperor from the bottom of one's heart and stand in awe of him.
The minister of Hyotei has never been a simple person.
On the field, Atobe Keigo paused, frowned slightly, and looked at his left foot.
"It hurts, right? Your left ankle?"
Irie Kanata spoke confidently.
Everyone on the sidelines was shocked.
Yukimura Seiichi quickly looked down and saw Jingmitsu moving but not standing up.
He knew,
Jingguang must have just discovered that Atobe's ankle was injured!
No wonder...
It must be very difficult for Jingguang to just watch his brother get hurt and be unable to do anything, not even to cheer him up or support him, right?
Irie Kanata took a light step towards the baseline, then turned back and said, "Let's begin your favorite protracted battle!"
From the very beginning, he had been mobilizing Keigo Atobe to run back and forth all over the field!
As long as Keigo Atobe doesn't want to lose the game, he can only run as fast as he can.
In this case...
Yukimura Seiichi said softly, "The injury on my left foot has been completely locked by my opponent."
The little person in his arms moved slightly, and finally poked his head out of his arms and looked at the field.
Yukimura Seiichi glanced at someone's red eyes, then calmly looked away, pretending not to see it.
"Jingshi, I owe my brother a game and an apology." A game with all my strength.
Jingguang whispered.
He finally realized how much his brother was looking forward to the game, and how disappointed he was.
Yukimura Seiichi looked at him and said gently: "Then, do whatever you want to do."
I don’t hope and don’t want you to have any regrets in your life, Jingguang.
Just like you in the past, leaving me with no regrets.
Jing Guang watched the game on the field, closed his eyes, and reaffirmed his choice in his heart.
He has made his decision.
At this moment, Keigo Atobe felt an indescribable sense of frustration and disappointment.
Disappointment in myself.
In the past, he would attack the opponent's weaknesses fiercely in a protracted battle on the court.
I didn't expect that I would be punished like this.
How ironic.
"This time it's the front~"
Kanata Irie deliberately played a short ball, forcing Atobe in the backcourt to move forward with big strides.
Atobe Keigo gritted his teeth and endured the increasingly severe pain in his ankle.