That day, Ji Yebai finished tennis practice with Dong Jinseng as usual and they both left the tennis hall together.
The setting sun stretched their shadows, and the evening glow covered everything in an orange-red halo. Dong Jinseng was particularly excited.
—Today, for the first ti, he had beaten Ji Yebai!
"Big brother! Am I a genius?"
"Big brother, if I beco the national champion, will I be able to give my sister a good life?"
"Big brother, do I look cool when I play tennis? Will girls like in the future?"
Ji Yebai would occasionally grunt in response, and Dong Jinseng, as if injected with excitent, would laugh with his mouth wide open, showing off a row of neat white teeth.
"Big brother, I want to eat at!" At the ntion of at, Dong Jinseng’s eyes lit up like a little puppy.
Ji Yebai scoffed, "Co on, I’ll take you to eat."
"Yeah!"
The usual restaurant they went to was just past a crosswalk. The green light ca on, and Ji Yebai and Dong Jinseng crossed the street, one after the other.
In the distance, an overspeeding truck with failed brakes was honking frantically, but still couldn’t prevent the tragedy from happening...
The truck, less than half a ter away from Ji Yebai...
At the critical mont, Dong Jinseng pushed Ji Yebai away, while he himself was hit by the truck and thrown several ters away...
...
Hospital.
The sll of disinfectant pervaded the air, and the corridors were long and dark with no end in sight.
Ji Yebai leaned against the wall, looking at the red light of the operating room, his eyes red.
Dong Yingluo was sitting on the bench next to him, crying in agitation.
After the surgery, the chief surgeon ca out, removed his mask, and said with difficulty, "Young Master Ji, the patient’s life has been saved, but his injuries are very severe... He might not be able to pursue a career in sports anymore..."
Ji Yebai stood still, stunned.
Dong Yingluo was crying hysterically, "I only have this one brother, what will I do without him... He was supposed to compete in the youth tennis league, the coach said, with his ability, as long as he placed, he would have the chance to join the national team..."
Ying City’s junior tennis champion, New Star Light, the right hand of God—all the glories that once crowned Dong Jinseng’s head, at this mont, had all been obliterated.
Ji Yebai closed his eyes, his hand dangling at his side, clenched into a fist so tight that his knuckles turned pale.
He knew Dong Jinseng’s dreams.
To win the Grand Slam titles around the world, to provide a good life for Dong Yingluo, with at to eat every day.
Ji Yebai could fulfill the latter two wishes for him, but the first wish... beca a lifelong regret for both Dong Jinseng and Ji Yebai.
...
"That’s pretty much it. Dong Jinseng’s ntal state has been unstable for the past two years, frequently self-harming, attempting suicide... That’s why I’ve been in touch with Dong Yingluo," Ji Yebai confessed honestly and told Ning Xixi the whole truth.
Ning Xixi was stunned, murmuring, "So you and Dong Yingluo..."
"We have nothing to do with each other!" Ji Yebai furrowed his brow, annoyed at the thought of that woman pretending to be his girlfriend, "She takes advantage of her identity as Dong Jinseng’s sister to keep in contact with , leading people to misunderstand that we have a good relationship, even a romantic one... Many people got it wrong, and I couldn’t be bothered to clarify, so the rumors spread and ended up as you have heard."
Ning Xixi glared at him, "It’s your fault for not clearing it up!"
"You weren’t in Muying, who was I supposed to explain it to?"
"Why only explain it to ? You should clarify it to everyone else too..."
"Why? Because I have a secret crush on you! ...Ah spit, you heard wrong! I didn’t say anything!"
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