I hope the tennis prince (Osamu Tezuka, Buji) is over ~ Thank you (direct service)

The first fireworks season they spent together was in the third grade. /kloc-when they were 0/5 years old, they were just two teenagers who only knew how to sweat. They used to think that the grassy stadium was the goal they were chasing. As the years passed, in retrospect, they were empty-handed and didn't catch anything.

What role does time play in the traces of life? The days of quicksand are fleeting. In a blink of an eye, that half-green youth seems to be only a bookmark in memory. No matter he or she looks at the different colors of the pages, he will frown and say to himself with a smile, it is really a long time.

There were only two children that year. One often smiles with twisted eyebrows, while the other is mostly silent. What kind of scenery will these two people stand side by side?

I like to tease him, and I always make harmless jokes when I have nothing to do; And he silently indulged in his ridicule, answered without a word, or came to see the blood and blocked the man's words back. Whenever this happens, that person's smile will always shine with a different kind of light, which will make the originally unknown youth suddenly enlightened.

He likes to see that smile. Whenever his heart is inexplicably excited, he will always see that warm smile when he turns around and looks back. Maybe he didn't say anything, but his lips conveyed encouragement and support that only he knew, which made him lose that little hesitation and set his eyes on the distance.

Lead the Academy to the national stage and become the strongest team.

His dream has never changed, and he has been moving towards this goal for three years in junior high school.

But the rain puzzled him.

"No, where are you hiding? 」

Thunderstorms in summer always come so quickly and menacingly. When water drops dripped from his honey-colored hair, Tezuka thought he saw a flash of surprise on his face.

He always hides his emotions well. Even when misunderstood and hated by his younger brother, he just lowered his eyes and said indifferently, "I just hope Mrs. Yu doesn't think so." 」

A person who is too gentle is often a chronic poison that kills himself. This is the kind of person.

After the instant surprise, he was accompanied by an incomprehensible expression, a trace of loneliness or loneliness?

He once said that loneliness does not mean loneliness, but lonely people must be lonely. So he said, we agree to be lonely, but don't let yourself be lonely.

Yakuso Kusabihi. Two words with such beautiful pronunciation will sting people's hearts and make it difficult to breathe.

He said he was not lonely at all; He said, let's make an appointment.

"NE, Tezuka ....................................................................................................................................................................... "I want to see fireworks. Let's go together next time. 」

The rain gradually stopped, and he turned his back on him, leaving him with a sad figure.

I tried to reach out and grab something, but after all, I just let him leave before my eyes and drift away.

It was not until the figure disappeared in the corner ahead that he suddenly came to his senses. For a long time, I whispered, "well, let's go and have a look." 」

He didn't hear it, but he knew the answer he wanted before he left. Because I know that at a turning distance, there will always be his tall and straight figure, just like when he turns around, he always smiles at first sight.

After the rainy day, cicadas are still singing in the branches. That summer, cicada witnessed every minute of the children in Qing Xue campus. Every time I step out, I drop the sweat of youth along the way, winding into beautiful traces, engraved in everyone's heart, and I can't forget it for a long time.

Walking on the tree-lined path on campus, you may still see the traces left by that year, and there is a slight fragrance in the air.

In this way, the fireworks season was ushered in.

He has always liked photography. On that day, Bubu specially took his camera to attend the fireworks party to welcome the New Year. He took the camera and clicked the shutter all the way to the sky, as if he had got the sweetest candy in the world.

That year, they were only 15 years old and only two children.

Osamu Tezuka just silently followed, his hands clasped his chest, and occasionally looked back at other players who were having fun in the crowd.

Walking in tandem, I walked to the river and stopped to look back at him.

"Hey, you are so boring. I talked all the way. 」

"I'm listening. 」

Parr shook his camera and asked with a smile, "Do you want to take pictures under the night sky? 」

"Thank you, there is no need. 」

Put the camera back in the cover and sit on the floor with Tezuka. "The grass here is very clean. 」

Knowing that he loves cleanliness, Bubuji deliberately added.

Osamu Tezuka just raised his eyebrows at him, but he sat down with his movements.

No.2 leaned back with his hands and looked down at the night sky with his neck upturned.

"This kind of sky makes people feel gentle and want to cry. 」

"well. 」

"The stars are beautiful and the fireworks are beautiful. 」

"yes. 」

"If only there were a meteor." Said, and turned to look at him.

Tezuka wondered, "Do you want to see a meteor? 」

The person next to him smiled. "If there is a meteor, you can make a wish. 」

When I sigh imperceptibly, sometimes I feel that he is innocent enough. It is a pure and simple heart.

"Hey, if there is a meteor, what would Tezuka wish for? 」

His eyes were full of a moon-bud-like smile, which made him almost lost in the gorgeous brilliance.

"The national competition won. 」

"Oh, it's so original, I guess you would say that. 」

When I opened my eyes, my blue eyes were brighter in the dark, so I took out my favorite green food from my bag.

"Do you want to eat tezuka? 」

"You're welcome. 」

Once had the painful experience of being cheated, Osamu Tezuka immediately refused without thinking.

That was in the second grade. Every noon, he goes to the canteen with Fujitsu. Once, under that smiling face, they swallowed a mass of mustard sleeplessly. Osamu Tezuka spent that afternoon in the school health room in physics class.

"Oh, what a pity." Not only slightly disappointed to bite a mustard jiaozi, vague tunnel "can't see the face of tezuka. 」

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Sitting on the grass on the shore, quietly looking at the starry sky, fireworks kept blooming beautiful flowers overhead, and the people in the distance didn't seem to affect them at all.

Bubu raised his wrist, looked at his watch and began to count down.

「5! 」

Your smiling eyes, I saw countless sunny days, the day I kissed your face, I owned the whole world.

The future is a circle at the fingertips of you and me, crowning our promise with a perfect ending.

「4! 」

I want to hold you in my coat to protect you from the wind and snow.

Let you lean on my shoulder and share every tomorrow.

「3! 」

Take your hand to feel the most charming season of fireworks, illuminate the happy moment, and let us see further.

Take your hand to feel the most charming season of fireworks, light up everything in life and bloom our joy.

「2! 」

I love you every day.

Treasure maps are all your plots.

Missing stops on your face, and the warmth will not decrease.

「 1! 」

I want to hold you in my coat to protect you from the wind and snow.

Let you lean on my shoulder and share every tomorrow.

「0! 」

"Please take care this year!" Don't stand up, tezuka slightly bent down.

"Me too, please take care of me." Osamu Tezuka immediately got up and answered.

Bubu suddenly cried excitedly, "Look, the fireworks are falling like meteors. Oh, Tezuka, make a wish! 」

He folded his hands, closed his eyes, bowed his head piously, and silently made a wish.

Osamu Tezuka nearby was infected by him, so he closed his eyes and made a wish.

"You can open your eyes." Don't smile.

Tezuka asked curiously, "What did you wish for? 」

"I ..." I put my hand behind my back and gave him a big smile. "I hope that Tezuka's wish can come true! 」

"... thank you ..."

Under the fireworks all over the sky, the bright faces of teenagers can light up the night and illuminate the day.

The first fireworks season, he was by his side, and he stood beside him.

Unconsciously, it's another summer. The mottled tree shadows are projected on the tennis court in Qing Xue. The tender face is blown by the breeze, and the glistening golden yellow reflects the sea blue uniforms fluttering in the wind. Stand on the national stage and wave your racket. Everyone's mood is complicated, and it is inevitable that there will be a dull breath rippling in the air.

"The last game of the school ranking competition, Osamu Tezuka VS, starts now. 」

That time, they stood on both sides of the net. I've been disobedient for three years, and I'm standing face to face for the first time.

The hand holding the ball trembled a little, and he couldn't tell whether it was because of excitement or fear. When his eyes fell on the person in front of him, the crack awakened the fighting spirit that had been sleeping for a long time.

Fight for yourself for the first time and hit the ball hard.

It's an insult to him if you can't take him seriously.

Bubu has been looking for answers. On that rainy day, Osamu Tezuka once asked him, "Where are you really?" . 」

He couldn't answer, and he didn't even know where he really was hiding. He is not a man who cares about winning or losing. Tennis is just a sport for him to enjoy and push his opponent to the limit. He doesn't have many goals, and the ball in that class has always been dispensable to him.

But since that fireworks season, he has been able to take tennis seriously, in order to realize that person's wish.

"Tezuka, you once asked where the real me is. Now the answer is out. " Bubu Moby Dick whizzed past Tezuka's ear, then bounced in the opposite direction and flew straight to Bubu's field.

"The real me here, you are just a turning distance. 」

The teenager's lip corner evoked a confident smile, while the other person calmly changed the racket from his left hand to his right hand and returned the last ball with a perfect right hand.

Landing, rolling in a straight line under the opponent's net, and finally stopping.

Buji was too surprised to move at that moment.

The first time I fought for myself, I ended in failure. On that day, I tasted tears.

"I'm really unwilling, or lost to you in Tezuka. 」

Tezuka held out his hand and breathed a sigh of relief. Bubi is very strong, undoubtedly the strongest opponent he has ever met, but he is very happy and finally sees that Bubi is serious.

"Together, win the national competition. 」

Fujibe took his hand and said firmly, "Of course, I won't let myself lose again. 」

The handshake hands convey the temperature of each other's palms, and the two smiled at each other.

Off-site, it is everyone's applause and comfort.

Later, it doesn't matter whether that young Xue won the national championship or not. That summer brought infinite memories and satisfaction to teenagers, which is enough.

The fruit of victory is sweet, but at the crossroads of youth, finding the right road is their happiest thing. Enjoy the fruits of self-improvement and leap in unremitting efforts, bite the bullet and endure every pain, and keep your eyes only on the front. This is the goal of those teenagers' efforts.

When the next fireworks season comes, it is still him sitting on the grass by the river and looking up at the bright night sky.

"Looking up like this, I still feel that the deep sky is so gentle that I want to cry. 」

"When did you become so sentimental? 」

"That's right. 」

Bubu smiled, took out his camera and pressed the shutter in the sky.

Osamu Tezuka said nothing, but his eyes never left him.

After taking some photos of fireworks, I put away my camera and asked with a smile, "What's wrong with my face? 」

"er ... I'm sorry." Embarrassed hard to open my eyes, tezuka sink a track.

"Tezuka has something on her mind. 」

It was from his eyes that Tezuka considered how to speak.

Fujikura stood up and said, "Let's play together. If we sit down again, we will be like two old people. 」

"well. 」

As a result, I just walked side by side along the shore.

"Tezuka doesn't like to help, it's quiet here. 」

「…………」

Stop and look at him. "Now you can talk. what can I do for you? 」

"No .."

"Well, I'm listening. 」

Osamu Tezuka subconsciously adjusted her glasses and frowned slightly.

"In fact, our family will immigrate to Germany in a week. 」

「………………」

The sound of fireworks in my ear is deafening, but I can't hear every word clearly.

"No? 」

"Germany ... seems to be a very far place ..."

"That-"

"It's half a world away from Japan. 」

「………………」

「………………」

"NE, tezuka. ""After a long time, I still spoke first. " Can you give me a hug? 」

Looking at him wordlessly, I found a trace of loneliness in Zhang Xiuqing's face, and Tezuka's chest began to feel dull pain.

Pull him into your arms and whisper, "I'm sorry, I ..."

"Don't talk." Without two head on his shoulder lightly sigh "please don't talk, let me rely on for a while. 」

For a long time, without words, we were very close and could almost hear each other's heartbeat clearly.

Behind the hugging figure are fireworks falling like meteors, which are dazzling.

"Thank you." Not only gently pushed him away, but also thanked him in a low voice.

"well. 」

"So, I walked first. I'm not going to see the plane off. Have a nice trip. 」

"Thank you. 」

The fireworks dispersed, and the figure was getting farther and farther away from itself until it disappeared at the end of the world.

He and he have been separated by half a world since then.

Accustomed to his presence when he turned around, accustomed to looking at his smiling face when he turned around, now he turned around and was greeted by only cold air.

They live half a world away and live in the fireworks season year after year.

come and go in haste

Bubul still walks along the winding river in every fireworks season, recalling the road he walked with that person in those years, and the deep and shallow footprints tell stories that happened quietly one after another.

Bob suddenly remembered that they forgot to say goodbye that day.

Colorful flowers bloom in the air, the dotted night is like day, faint smile, press the shutter in the air like every time.

The same scene, the same gentle night sky, but things have changed, he has lost that tall and straight figure.

「NE,TEZUKA,さようなら。 】

Later, Buji got a job as a photographer in a magazine. The working environment is very good and there is nothing to do. Very relaxed.

On that day, a junior who joined the club came across a photo of Bao Bei while helping Parr sort out the drawers.

"There are no two predecessors, this is what it looks like after the fireworks are cleared, right? 」

"Well, yes. 」

"Ah, generally everyone will shoot the moment when fireworks rise in the night sky, because this is the most difficult to catch the camera, and it is also the most beautiful moment of fireworks, isn't it? ! Why did the seniors shoot the scene where the fireworks disappeared and were almost completely invisible? 」

Buji pulled the photo back from her hand and smiled. "This is a failure. Don't worry about it. " Say that finish, turn around and leave.

Looking at his hasty figure, the younger generation looked at the ceiling in confusion.

If it really fails, will you take the trouble to protect the shell and carefully press it at the bottom of the drawer? ...

After leaving the magazine, I raised my hand and looked at some sinister sunshine.

The light came down from his fingers and shone silver on the ring finger of his right hand.

Hurry home. You seem a little hungry.

Step up, the warm sunshine shines on him, making him warm and comfortable, and his mood will be happy.

What a rare sunny day.

"I'm back. 」

"Welcome back. 」

Cross your fingers, stand on tiptoe and give a kiss. The rings of the same style complement each other and present a gentle silvery white color.

"I'm hungry. 」

"Go to wash your hands and eat at once. 」

Perhaps, the distance of half the world is actually just a turning distance. At that time, I didn't say goodbye because I believed that one day, I would meet you again.

I won't feel lonely as long as you are by my side in every fireworks season.

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July 07 th, 2005

BY: cold and traceless