[Black Basket] Sakura's Basketball

When I opened my eyes, it was snowing outside the window.I looked sideways at the window, and there was a vast expanse of whiteness, and the sun shone on the snow-covered tree crowns, making people's eyes uncomfortable.I turned my head, looked at the ceiling, and looked around.It's a hospital.On the head of the bed and on the sofa, there are so many bear dolls that almost flood the room.

With a squeak, the room was pushed away, and I turned my head to look, it was my father.With a bang, the vase in his hand fell to the ground, and the ground was covered with shards, but Dad didn't notice it at all, and rushed over directly stepping on the shards and residual flowers.

"Sakura!" Dad touched my face, "Sakura, are you awake? Are you really awake? I'll go to the doctor!"

I grabbed his sleeve, but because I didn't have much strength in my hand, I only pulled it once, and Dad's sleeve slipped away from my palm.I asked: "Did you win?" The voice was very small, and my throat was so dry that it hurt.

But Dad heard it.He was taken aback, "Sakura?"

"Did we win the final?"

"...I'll call the doctor first..."

"Did you win?"

"It's not that Sakura is bad." Dad stroked my face with his hand, brushed my forehead hair, and held my head with both hands, "It's not that Sakura is bad, it's that Mom and Dad are bad."

"Did you lose?"

Dad didn't answer.

I twitched the corner of my mouth and asked again: "Can I play basketball again?"

Dad still didn't answer.

I know, my summer is over, I'll know it then.

Later, the doctor came, and my mother rushed over from the company.I slowly ate the porridge cooked by the hourly servant, and listened quietly to people talking, gradually pieced together the story.After I was attacked that day, I was abandoned in the bathroom, and my teammates didn't find out about my situation until they felt that it was too long and something was wrong.Then they called an ambulance and called the police, and I was taken to the hospital, but no one was caught, and no one knew who did it.

Later, in the remaining finals, although everyone played hard, they still lost.

Later, when I woke up, it was already winter, half a year had passed since that summer, and now it was the end of February of the second year.

At my insistence, the doctor still told me about my physical condition.The previous coma was due to the accumulation of blood in the brain that was not cleared. After several operations, I woke up after the blood stasis naturally dissipated. The man suffered a comminuted fracture of his entire calf.I also underwent surgery, but the injury was too severe, and I missed the best time for recovery training because I fell into a coma.

Two days after waking up, I felt that I could handle it, so I asked my parents for a mobile phone from my eldest sister who had come to take care of me.

"Miss Sakura?" The eldest sister pressed my hand, "It's okay, take your time, don't rush."

I smiled, "It's okay, I'm a little bored, I've worried my friends too, I should tell them."

Having said that, I didn't call anyone immediately after I got the phone.After the eldest sister went out, I tried to turn it on, then off, and put the phone by the pillow.In the afternoon, I opened it again, clicked on the address book column, and looked at the name of "Hongcun Xiujian" in the address book for a long time, but still looked away and pressed another name.

"...Hello?" After the beeping sound, the girl's doubtful voice came, and she muttered softly: "There must be a ghost, right? But Sakura is not dead, hey..."

I laughed, "Say what?"

"..."

I smiled and said, "There is a ghost."

"...Sakura!" There was a scream from the earpiece, and I had to remove it.Ichikawa Asahi was talking nonsense, and other girls came to make noise, and many people were talking, so they couldn't hear anything clearly.

After making an appointment to meet tomorrow, I smiled and hung up, telling them to calm down before talking.I touched the phone, and when I was about to press the column of "Hongcun Construction", his name was already lit up on the screen.I don't know if it was Ichikawa who said it, or the girls over there.I pressed the answer button and put the phone to my ear.

"I'm Takahashi."

"Sakura." Nijimura's voice sounded.

I smiled, "Yes."

"..." He didn't speak.

In this way, we held the mobile phone for a long time, neither of us spoke or hung up.

"Sakura." After a long time, he said.

"what?"

"...Are you an idiot! Really...you are really a big idiot! Takahashi Sakura, you super stupid! Super-- stupid, hey! You wait for me, fuck!" Hongcun suddenly yelled , and hung up the line abruptly, "beep beep..."

"..." I didn't say anything at all.

I sat on the bed with my coat on, leaning against the pillow, looking out the window.Not long after, Hongcun in school uniform appeared at the hospital door panting, and I turned my head around.

"Good afternoon, Hongcun." I said with a smile.

Hongcun stood by the door and stared at me for a long time, then came over with big strides, but stayed in front of the bed again.He wanted to stretch out his hand to flick my forehead, but withdrew his hand again, was stunned, stretched out his hand again, and then hesitated on top of my head for a while, but also did not drop it.As a result, his hands were moving around within two inches of me, and he was still clenching his teeth, his expression was extremely tangled, and he didn't know where to put his hands at all.I smiled and took his hand.

"Hongcun?" He must be the idiot.His palms were full of sweat, sweat was still oozing from his forehead, and his whole body was steaming.

"..." He pouted his lips high, but his subordinates held my hand tightly, "Idiot Liang, you are really stupid."

"Each each other."

He sat on the edge of the bed, and remained silent for a while before saying, "Do you feel uncomfortable?" I shook my head, and he looked down at our handshake, and fell silent again.

"Hongcun," I looked at him, "I'm sorry. Also, thank you."

"You idiot." Hongcun yelled in a low voice.

I heard from him that the men's basketball team won the game, and everyone has retired without regret. He also said that the first place in the grade was finally snatched away by the glasses boy Dazhi Jincheng, and the third graders were all ready to take off the top of the Teiguang team. Hei school uniform, received a new high school uniform, just waiting for the graduation ceremony next week.

I listened quietly, and then asked, "Then which high school do you go to?" According to Hongcun, there should be many excellent basketball high schools vying for him to enroll.Although the Generation of Miracles was very powerful, he was the best big frontman in his class. It was only later that he became a substitute for the small frontman in order to support the starting lineup and left people's focus.

"..." Hongcun looked at me, but said nothing.

After waking up, I found that everyone didn't like to talk anymore.I sighed helplessly, "Hongcun, I don't think you have talking eyes."

Hongcun twitched the corner of his mouth, "Stop making bad jokes."

I laughed.

"..."

"Hongcun?"

"Two months ago, my family members went to the United States. In the United States, there is better medical technology to treat my father's illness." He looked at me, and gradually let go of my hand, "After a while After the graduation ceremony, I will also go to the United States."

Yeah.I didn't forcefully hold his withdrawn hand anymore, "It's really great that there is a cure." It's over.I smiled.

"..." Hongcun clenched his fists tightly, turned his face away, "Gaoqiao, your foot." He paused, then turned his face back to look at me, "Can it be cured?"

"It's impossible to play basketball no matter what. It's a permanent injury." I frowned. "The other party seemed to be aiming at my feet. At that time, he killed me."

"Do you know who it is?" Hongcun also frowned and pouted.

"No. But they knew my name, and they aimed at my right foot. I thought," I smiled, "it must be some school's women's basketball team?"

Hongcun stared at me again for a long time, then turned his face away again, his hands were still clenched, and he gritted his teeth hard, unable to utter a word.I reached out, brought his hand over to my lap, loosened his fist little by little, and placed my hand in his broad palm.There are many scars on his hands, and they are also very rough, leaving traces of playing basketball over the years, and those ridiculous pasts of his cannot be erased.There are basketball marks on my hands.

"Hongcun, thank you very much all the time, really." Without him, most of my memories of three years in middle school would be gone.Compared with the middle school before time travel, Diguang is not less vivid in my mind.

Even because of the distance of time, I have a deeper feeling for Diguang than when I was ignorant and ignorant.

Because of doing it all over again, I cherish it all the more.

I really understand how important you are to me.

Hongcun took my hand again, lowered his head, and got very close to mine, but didn't really touch me, "Takahashi, stand up. You can definitely do it." He pondered soundtrack.

"Of course." I replied softly.

He held my hand and raised his strength, but his voice was soft, "You must stand up."

"absolute."

"Takahashi."

"what?"

Hongcun pouted, and suddenly stretched out his hand and flicked my forehead lightly, it didn't hurt at all, "You are excellent, you are definitely so excellent that people hate it, you are obviously not good at science but you have countless perfect marks. You have a good mind and a super personality──it’s hard to deal with, but with you, it’s definitely possible even now, so stand up. I’ve always hated other people’s words like “Takahashi’s words, it’s definitely okay.” , because you are just a super stupid ah ah ah. But this time the situation is different. I know I have no right to say anything," he looked away, not looking at me, "I have no right. But look at For the sake of three years of acquaintance, please be honest and listen to me once. I said you, it is absolutely possible, remember this for me, and then," he said in a deep voice, "stand up."

I was stunned for a while.

Never knew, it turned out that I was really a big fool in the eyes of Hongcun.

"Yes," I smiled, "absolutely."

In March, Teiko High School held a graduation ceremony.Under the opposition of my parents, I still changed into my school uniform and insisted on going back.Say goodbye to the women's basketball team and meet friends at the same level, but don't go into the club room or basketball court.Hongcun, who was always by my side, asked me why, and I looked at him with a smile.

"You know." It's time to let go of the old place and step into a new life.The most annoying person in the club is also the lingering senior.

He rubbed the top of my head lightly.

It's not that I don't miss it, it's just that I'm leaving.

I declined several times, but under the nagging of the man with glasses, Daichi Jincheng, he forced me to go to the podium in the auditorium again when the first grade gave a speech. Even Hongcun couldn't stop him.Of course the teachers disapproved of such a messy arrangement, but it was the first time that Mr. Asami, the homeroom teacher in the second grade, yelled out in front of his colleagues and insisted on letting me take the stage.I wasn't ready to stand up again, but I understood their kindness; I still laughed when I heard the cheers from the audience.So, I am the one who wants to cheer, and I cheer for you who want to cheer because of me.

"Everyone, long time no see. I'm Sakura Takahashi from Class Three."

The audience cheered again, "Takahashi! Whoooo!" They called my name.Because he was about to graduate, he whistled unscrupulously.

I smiled and raised my hand, they fell silent, and I continued: "The past three years have been so colorful that I want to swear." They laughed, "I won't say much for the last time, there is only one thing I want to ask Everyone." I smiled and said, "Give me a hug with the classmates next to me." I raised my eyebrows at Jincheng Dazhi who pushed me up, he pushed his glasses, bent down and hugged me sitting in the wheelchair.

"Gaoqiao, you really hate me." As the grade representative, he smirked at the audience and whispered.

I laughed out loud, "I like you very much."

"Fuck, fuck, fuck your sister, don't talk like that to me, fuck."

"Thank you." I patted him on the back.

"……Humph."

I stayed to take pictures with everyone, stayed at school until the end, and said goodbye to them after declining the suggestion to go out of school together.I turned back to the principal's office.I heard from the women's basketball team that the school was feeling uneasy about the women's basketball team, so I reminded the principal one last time that I would never tolerate what he dared to do.Fuck it, I didn't die.

Then, I left Diguang.

At least everyone's memories of "Sakura Takahashi" will be complete.

Later, when I was officially discharged from the hospital, Hongcun came to see me every day. Even though the eldest sister who took care of me gave me lingering eyes, he continued to come.Everyone from the women's basketball team comes here often, and the students in the class also come.Akashi, Aomine, and Kuroko have all been here several times.But the one who came the most was Hongcun.Because I can't come anymore.

On the last day of boarding the plane, Hongcun still came.

"Goodbye." I said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I can't send you the phone."

"..." He pouted, with the corners of his mouth down, as if in a trance, looking down at me sitting in a wheelchair with a height of 1.7 meters nine, "ah."

"Ah what," I reached out and patted him, imitating his speech with a smile, "At this time, you have to say goodbye properly."

"Goodbye." He turned and walked out.

I turned my head and looked at the sky outside the window.Today, the sky is bright and clear, a piece of blue, rare cloudless.

Suddenly, there was a sound of rapid footsteps outside, and it was Hongcun who came running back.Before I could react, he rushed over and leaned over to hug me vigorously, so strong that the fixed wheelchair under me receded, making a creaking friction sound.Hongcun hugged me so tightly that I could clearly hear his heartbeat, feel his body temperature, and slightly sweat.My hand tightened for a moment, then slowly, I stretched out my hand and hugged him back.

"Hey," I leaned my head on his shoulder and whispered in his ear, "Build it, take care." It's right to choose my family. If it were me, I would choose the same way.Although his father has survived the time limit that the doctor said, he has been worried that he will die and it is not a solution. Of course, there is a way to go to the United States for treatment.

I remember that Hongcun's father was a good father who would beat up his son. He also had two younger brothers and sisters, and a tired but gentle mother.Hongcun teenagers have finally grown up to take on family responsibilities.

Hongcun hugged me tightly.

"Sakura, don't laugh when you don't want to laugh." He whispered in my ear, "Sakura, you can definitely stand up."

When I first met Hongcun, I used to think that I brought him something, but now I really understand that we just happened to share that overlapping time with each other.There is a song that seems to say that.

I said, "Take care." Goodbye.

I hugged him hard.

Hongcun who jumped over the wall with me in a wrinkled school uniform, Hongcun who played basketball with me but got a nosebleed, and Hongcun who said it was okay even though my wallet was empty.

──I seem to like him more than I imagined.

Then, he let go of his hand, said yes, then turned around and left, and he really didn't look back.

I didn't say I liked it already booked early in the morning.

He didn't say it, and neither did I.

It would be irresponsible to speak out at this time in order not to make himself feel sorry──he probably thought so.

I think so.

Goodbye.

I turned my head and looked out the window again, the corners of my mouth slowly dropped, I reached out and pressed my right leg, my eyes were still looking at the sky, I held my head high, took a deep breath, and forced back all the sourness in my eyes.

Later, Hongcun sent a very beautiful postcard. There was no return address or anything written on it, only my name Takahashi Sakura, his name Nijimura Shuzo, and my home address.

Later, I also moved.

But I don't need to ask to know that he hasn't sent any letters back, and there will be no contact.All the news about him after that were fragments of words that came intermittently from his old classmates.

The things that Hongcun gave me were carefully put away in a box and locked in the bottom drawer of the desk.

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