About my brother and I are both gravity making this thing

064 Watching the excitement is not a big deal

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I had two tear streaks on my face that were constantly being rewashed, and I blew a snot bubble and hiccupped again.

Mr. Sakaguchi dodged to the side, interpreting the onomatopoeia of "噫" with all his strength, and then rummaged through the briefcase and threw a pack of tissues over.

My whole face was numb from crying, I was out of breath, and it was difficult to breathe.Amidst the ringing in my ears, I could still hear the package of paper falling to my side with a "clack". I reached out and fumbled for a couple of times, with a blank mind, and put the thing I touched on my nose.

From the corner of the eye, it looks white, but to the touch, it is not so much a paper towel made of bamboo fiber, it is better to say it is made of polyester and cotton, and it feels a little cold to the touch.

I squeezed my sleeve and wiped my eyes, like an old Zen master wiping the two peach pits on the rosary, and then blinked for a long time before I saw it clearly—oh, it turned out that this was not a tissue, but Luoshan’s team uniform.

But the owner of this team uniform not only didn’t express any opinion, but just now I couldn’t help crying so much that Mr. Sakaguchi was thinking about whether to call the emergency number and ask someone to give me a diazepam injection and force sedation When I was suddenly overwhelmed, Akashi began to pat my back lightly.Seeing me sobbing and swallowing air again, slapping turned into stroking.From the back of my neck to the middle of my back, Akashi's palm ran down my spine. The warmth of the palm came through the shirt of the summer uniform, which made me shiver.

After about a while, maybe 5 minutes or 10 minutes, anyway, Akashi’s team uniform was messed up by me crying—whether he would like to wash it or not may be a big problem, but Mr. Sakaguchi rubbed it because of a headache and brain swelling It can be seen from the frequency of the slowing and slowing down of my temples, that I finally stopped crying.

quiet down.

"Are you full of crying?" Akashi looked very calm, maybe because his second personality (that is, the personality that is very special) is a bit obvious to the surface consciousness.

In short, besides being calm, he also looked a little indifferent.Even those pink eyes seemed to have become inorganic and cold.

I thought of Mrs. Shiori's entrustment, and my "negligence"—even if I had never been competent before, and I would never plan to become competent in the future, I still remembered.

So even if no one scolds me, let alone blames me, I still feel aggrieved when I see Akashi now - I don't want Akashi to get sick, but I don't care about it, even if I say it, I haven't seen him get better .

So to sum up, there are various indications that Akashi Seijuro has finally decided to abandon the friendship we have had over the past few years, and he doesn't take me seriously anymore.

I'm angry!

Immediately afterwards, his nose became sour, and his eyes immediately filled with water.

I heard Mr. Sakaguchi take several deep breaths almost collapsed, and vaguely saw Akashi's brows frowning through the water curtain.Fortunately, he finally caught me at the moment when I was about to start the tune, and said in a gentle and helpless tone: "Don't cry, do you want Atobe to rush over from the tennis court next door and beat me up?"

Oh... so Atobe is also nearby.

I found this out belatedly from his words, and thought, no wonder I met a man with a tennis bag on the way here just now.

"Let him fight!" I grabbed his uniform and blew my nose again, as if dozens of bees were stuffed in my mind, buzzing and flapping their wings.

The hand that "smoothed the hair" along the spine didn't stop and didn't stop because of my viciousness, "It's hard to come to Tokyo, is that why you treat me like this?"

"I... hiccup! How did I treat you?!" I tried my best to hold up my eyelids that were red and swollen from crying, and glared at him.Then I looked around, and Atobe did not appear in my field of vision.

On the contrary, it was Akashi's teammates, Kuroko Tetsuya who had just finished the game (I realized that I was crying for almost an hour...), and a big man whose head was redder than Akashi had never seen before, I don't know when it surrounded us.

Hei Zizhe also stared into my eyes expressionlessly, and then looked at the people around me.Probably after some psychological struggle, he slowly poured out the helplessness, curiosity, hesitation, and awareness of devoting himself to gossip in his water-blue eyes, "Long time no see, Akashi-kun... "Student Zhongyuan."

You can still recognize me after crying like this, shouldn't you praise him for being amazing?I sniffed, and less than a second after my eyes met Heizi, I lowered my head and continued to toss the clothes in my hand.

Strictly speaking, Hei Zizhe is not a three-nothing with no words, no heart and no expression. In the past, he was a guy who looked like he was doing his job, but in fact he didn't lack everything a boy should have.

I heard that ever since he learned the skill of misleading his eyes, which can reduce his sense of existence, he would choose to speak suddenly when everyone let down their vigilance to play intimidating.

Luoshan and the others who were quietly watching the captain's joke were successfully recruited.Mr. Sakaguchi twitched the corner of his mouth invisibly at this little trick, and then couldn't bear it, he snatched the corner of Akashi's coat from my hand, took out two tissues, and wiped my face like a wall.

I think Mr. Sakaguchi, who restrains his facial muscles and tries not to show his disgusted expression, is the one who is being "persecuted" compared to myself who is "ravaged".

His technique is quite blunt, reminding me of Chuya who once chased after me and called me back to apply face cream—Of course it was after Ms. He is really a brother who does his best, and it can't change the fact that he is a straight man who doesn't pay attention to skin care - if there is no hatred or resentment, I really wonder if they want to rub the flesh off my face!

I shook my head wheezingly before breaking free from Mr. Sakaguchi's hand. During the whole process, the air around me fell into a kind of silence of "it's not a big deal to watch the excitement" for some reason, and then it became noisy again. .

Kotaro Hayama complained at the end of the voice, could Hei Zizhe not be so elusive outside the arena, although everyone is a healthy teenager with no history of heart disease (I, a person with sub-health all the year round, sitting next to me and listening to this, I feel very uncomfortable) , but it's really not good to be surprised all the time.

Heizi Zhe also apologized to him without any reflection or guilt, and then introduced to the big red-headed man who seemed a little dazed and obviously didn't understand the situation, and kept asking Heizi "who is this" with his eyes, , Huoshen-kun, this is Nakahara Fukami who is often talked about by Momoi recently.

Oh...it turned out to be her... "Vulcan-kun" suddenly realized, and asked again, what is the relationship between her and Akashi?crying so sad...

Heizi fell silent, not because he didn't want to say it, but because Vulcan deliberately lowered it a lot, but the voice that could still be clearly heard was too obvious.

In front of the two parties involved, such a loud voice is naturally not even qualified to gossip.

Akashi put his hand back to his side again, and then stared at me for a long time without saying a word, which made me feel hairy!

The periods before and after crying have always been my low IQ period.

At this time, I don't think too much about who I am, where I am, and what I am doing in my mind. I will only be led away by the emotions I just released.

For example, now, I don't like Akashi staring at me like this, so I raised my arms, spread my palms, and "slapped" his eyes!

——That annoying sight will naturally disappear.

At the same time, I also felt Akashi who was slapped by me, and the whole person was shocked by it.

"Hiss..." I heard Kotaro Hayama gasp in shock, and sigh at the end, "Should I say that he is indeed the captain's young tame..."

"Of course. After all, if it were you who slapped this slap, you would be prepared to be trained to death today." Reo Mibuchi and Ekichi Nebuya were equally worried.

Compared with Kagami who lost his words, and Mr. Sakaguchi who couldn't bear to look directly at the situation and began to rub his forehead, Kuroko Tetsuya was honored to be the only person present who seemed to be the most used to it and showed that he had adapted well.

He shook his head and sighed: "Hey...Student Zhongyuan is still so ignorant of the importance of the strike...But you shouldn't have used your ability just now, right?"

The blue-eyed boy pronounced the word "again" a lot more viciously, and it stood out in the whole sentence without any ups and downs.

"'And'...?" Lord Vulcan (I was really curious about the last name of this Lord Vulcan at the time, could his ancestors be loyal followers of Zoroastrianism?) muttered and repeated the accent of Heizi .

"There was a time when the Teiguang basketball club went out for dinner, and they were robbed on the street. The other party was a five-meter-tall alien, who happened to be with Zhong Yuan, and then we all saw her fall over her shoulders. Robber."

"...... Can't you explain it by four or two thousand catties?"

Life is not easy, teammates questioned, Heizi sighed, "Mr. Vulcan, this word from "Taijiquan Theory" should be called "borrowing strength" in fighting, but the premise is that you have a certain strength foundation .Even if Archimedes said, 'Give me a fulcrum, and the whole earth can be tilted up', a lever that meets the requirements is needed to realize it."

"Oh...that's right, she is operated by gravity..." Vulcan scratched his head.

"So it's okay, it doesn't hurt." Akashi took my hand off my face, and glanced at the crowd around me with a smile, "I'm sorry, I just laughed."

At this time, my attention has long been distracted by various voices, and the sobbing has stopped.

Although IQ and rationality have gradually returned, people are still a little confused-crying hard, lack of oxygen.In the blink of an eye, the eyes are still sore. If you don't apply ice when you go back, you will definitely not be able to see people for the next few days.

"I didn't have time to say hello just now—long time no see. Heizi, Vulcan. Congratulations on winning the first battle, and I look forward to meeting you in the finals this year."

Akashi who doesn't need to concentrate on comforting me (if he doesn't concentrate, I will probably cry even more, because doesn't it mean that he doesn't take me seriously?!) Finally, I have time to provoke my opponent talk.

The slogan of King Luoshan is as resounding as King Ice Emperor, but everyone is good at different things.

Then I heard King Luoshan's captain say, "We've wasted everyone's time, let's go back to training."

Before standing up, Akashi touched my eyelids with his hands.His body temperature was a little high, and it was uncomfortable to stick to my red and swollen eyelids, so I immediately slapped his hands away.

There was another "pop", Hayama Kotaro squeezed his brows and eyes together again, and gasped hissingly.

However, Akashi who was photographed did not show any pain or dissatisfaction with being beaten. On the contrary, he seemed to be in a good mood and said goodbye to me soon.

This year's high school men's basketball national competition was selected to be held in Tokyo. As a traditional strong school, Luoshan has never missed the finals.So Akashi will always come to Tokyo again in the near future.

However, Mr. Sakaguchi expressed his opinion on this with an ugly face——

Although a person's life is always going through separation and encounters, but if possible, he hopes that I will not be allowed to see Akashi again during the remaining one hundred days of supervision.