The king of the net relies on Echizen Ryoma

Chapter 21 He Doesn't Remember Her

Chapter 21 He Doesn't Remember Her

"Ryoma? Are you Echizen Ryoma?"

The boy called Ryoma stopped in his tracks, but he didn't look back.The voice behind him seemed very familiar, who could it be calling him?

Seeing that Ryoma had stopped, Yingying hurriedly ran in front of him, not caring about getting wet from the rain.

The boy raised his head indifferently, and met her gray eyes, he was startled, and an imperceptible surprise flashed in his amber eyes.

"Really...it's really you." Hotaru was so excited that she was almost speechless, the moment he raised his head, she was sure that he was really Echizen Ryoma.

But now, the immature child six years ago has changed somewhat. Like her, even though she is still a junior high school student, she still has a lot of changes in many aspects.

Unconcealable joy filled her cheeks, a smile from the heart was on her lips, and her shoulders began to tremble slightly because of the excitement. In such a hazy drizzle, the reunion seemed so inconspicuous, but to her , but it is the moment that I have waited for 6 years and finally looked forward to.

Being able to meet again and again like this means that they are destined to be together, Yingying always thinks so.

But things are never as simple as people think.

It's like she was suddenly asked by Keigo Atobe to bring her to the UK in the United States, and she had to walk away from him.

The boy opened his amber eyes wide, and those big eyes matched his handsome face, showing innocence, but the indifferent voice said, "Who are you?"

"Eh? I... I'm Xiaoying..." Frustrated by Ryoma's question, Yingying stumbled and stumbled for a long time before reporting her name.

Just to comfort myself, it must be that after so many years, the appearance has changed too much.

In the distance, a tall, thin boy with orange-red messy hair ran over holding a purple umbrella. He was naturally handsome, but compared to the boy in front of Yingying, he was more mature and steady.

The umbrella covered Yingying's head impartially, and the panting Qianshi Qingchun ran over and glanced at the two of them blankly, "You...what are you doing so fast, aren't you afraid of getting wet in the rain?"

After finishing speaking, Yingying remained silent for a long time.

She didn't hear Qianshi Qingchun's words, and she didn't realize that he had come running over. Her eyes just stayed on Ryoma's body, and she couldn't bear to take a step away.

She was waiting for his answer, whether he still remembered the name.

With one hand in his pocket, Ryoma looked curiously at Yingying and Qianshi Qingchun. What was the purpose of this young couple who suddenly came into his sight, and why did they know his name.

Weird two people.

Then he lowered his head, his dark green bangs covering his eyes.His face was suddenly submerged in shadows again.

"Sorry, you have admitted the wrong person." Avoiding Yingying's obstruction, Ryoma bluntly apologized and left without hesitation.

His steps are slow and rhythmic.Every sound was like a stone hitting her heart.

Is it such a simple sentence, and there is only such a simple sentence to say, there is a feeling of being easily ignored.

After finally meeting him, he just said "Sorry, you misidentified the wrong person." He defined her as a stranger.

What was always feared has come true.

"Echizen Ryoma—" she shouted loudly towards the leaving figure of the boy, her voice was even a little hoarse, which immediately attracted the attention of pedestrians around.Even on a rainy day, they were curious about the seemingly ordinary scene performed by these two teenagers and a girl.

The leaving figure stopped again, and his heart trembled fiercely.

"You don't...don't remember me." Yingying's voice quieted down, almost only she and Qianshi Qingchun beside her could hear this sentence.

The boy who was at a standstill realized that the voice behind him had never sounded again, and the sound that came later was a flurry of footsteps stepping on the rain and a boy shouting in a panic, "Hey... Hey! Where are you going?"

The sudden memory made him stand there for a long, long time, until the rain soaked his hair and stuck it wantonly on his cheek. He wiped the rainwater from his head, the sky was so gray and cold.

"Ah, I seem to... remember." His low voice became more abrupt in the rain.

(End of this chapter)