Song of Light and Shadow

"I want you to teach me how to shoot."

When Heizi said this, Qingfeng was stunned for a long time before he realized it. He never thought that Heizi would make such a request, and let alone whether this request is outrageous, now that Heizi will come to him It made him a little awkward.

After all, I lost, and I always feel that there is no way to get along with Heizi like before...

"I didn't mind." As if seeing through Aomine's rather embarrassing psychology, Heizi held the ball, stood on the street basketball court under the overpass and looked at Aomine and said, "It would be a lie to say that I didn't hate it, after all, Aomine-kun I’ve done some really bad things, but I didn’t mind what Aomine-kun did in basketball. It’s just a pity, after all, Aomine-kun is really good, so I don’t want to see Aomine-kun degenerate like that.”

Qingfeng pursed his lips and clicked his tongue, his face was a little hot.

Heizi turned around, stopped, set his posture, raised the ball like a textbook, raised his elbows high to the sides of his head, exerted force with the fingertips of his left hand, straightened the angle with his right hand, moved his shoulders, and beautifully threw the ball to the edge of the basket .

Watching the basketball pop out of the hoop and roll over from the ground, Heizi stooped down to pick it up indifferently, then looked at Qingfeng again, "How is it?"

"Ghost knows!" Qingfeng didn't know what expression to use to face Heizi's shot, "Suddenly pulled me here to show me such a scum shot, what are you going to do?!"

"Then, can I ask Qingfeng-kun to teach me how to shoot?" Heizi ignored Qingfeng's roar and sent out the invitation on his own.

"What are you still talking about now..." Qingfeng held his forehead, with a look of 'I'm here, why do I have to go back now', and stretched out his hand to flick Heizi's forehead.

Heizi shook his head in pain, raised his hand to cover his slightly red forehead, looked up at Aomine's face, and said seriously: "But is Miss Momoi okay? Aren't you guys together just now? "

"Huh? What does it have to do with Momoi? By the way, how do you know?!" Aomine's eyes widened.

"I'm going on a date with Ada, let's go first." Heizi took out his phone, pulled out Momoi's text message full of emoji, and held it in front of Qingfeng.

"No date! What nonsense is that idiot talking about!" Aomine could almost imagine Momoi facing him with that smirk and then making a victorious V. The shoes are basically guaranteed, besides, they were the basketball shoes she picked for all of us when we were in Teiguang, and we have been used to them for so many years..."

"I didn't misunderstand anything, Qingfeng-kun." Seeing Qingfeng hurriedly defending, Heizi felt a little funny for a while.

"Uh." Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, but from the feeling just now, Heizi was indeed unhappy, he thought that Heizi had finally realized...

"However, thank you for coming." Heizi lowered his eyes again to look at the ball in his hand, exerted weak force with his fingertips, and turned the ball back and forth in his hand.

Qingfeng was stunned, and slowly relaxed his tense shoulders, sighed, pulled Heizi into his arms and rumpled his hair, "Although I really didn't want to come at first, but I still couldn't bear it." I want to see you, Zhe."

Heizi nestled quietly in Qingfeng's arms, didn't speak, and actually didn't know what to say.

"But these two days, I really haven't closed my eyes." Qingfeng lowered his head, buried it on Heizi's shoulder, and said softly as if he was extremely tired: "Go home, eat, take a bath, and then lie down. But I have been unable to fall asleep, as long as I close my eyes, the events of the game will appear in front of my eyes. That long-forgotten feeling, tightness in my chest, a burst of tightness, I want to vomit blood. My head is also roaring fiercely, although this I haven't experienced this feeling for many years, but after all, I have experienced it before. Once I think about it, I didn't expect it to be so uncomfortable...a day like a nightmare..."

Aomine's warm breath brushed against Heizi's slender neck, making Heizi feel a little weird. Before he could say anything, the skin that was just a little warm breath was covered with a little cold and squishy.

"Hmm..." Heizi narrowed his eyes reflexively, and Heizi shrank his neck.

"However, after losing, I figured out one thing." Qingfeng opened his mouth to enclose Heizi's neck, sucking vigorously.

"...Hmm!" The sudden pain in his neck made Heizi feel uncomfortable.

After feeling almost done, Qingfeng opened his mouth, let go of Heizi's neck, looked at the dark red mark, and said in a deep voice: "I like you, Zhe, I like you so much that even if I lose, I can't let go." Fuck you. Zhe, let's start over, shall we?"

Heizi's body trembled, and after a pause for a while, he pushed the basketball in his hand forward, forcefully distanced himself from Qingfeng, then raised his head, looked at Qingfeng and said with a blank expression: "I want to learn how to shoot."

"Hey! Zhe! You bastard! I was confessing my love just now! What's your reaction!" Qingfeng was helpless by Heizi. Although it was indeed a bit sudden, it was the words he finally made up his mind to say. Heizi just ignored it. Is this considered a refusal?

"Sorry, I don't know how to respond to Qingfeng-kun now, so can I not ask for now?" Heizi said quickly and in a low voice.

Qingfeng was silent for a while, then he took off his down jacket casually, moved his shoulders, and said in a rather lazy tone: "I have said so much, I want to play basketball, come on."

"Eh?" Heizi was taken aback for a moment.

"That means I'll teach you how to shoot." Qingfeng seemed to act as if nothing had happened just now, and still put on a dirty face, looking extremely impatient.

Heizi looked at Qingfeng's face for a few seconds and then suddenly burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?!" Qingfeng felt that he was a little confused about Heizi.

"It's nothing." Heizi smiled and tossed the ball to Qingfeng, "It was the same in Diguang, let's practice together."

Qingfeng suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, "Practice and practice." When he was about to throw the ball back to Heizi, as if he suddenly remembered something, he stopped what he was doing, looked at Heizi and said, "I have a condition."

Heizi didn't speak, and quietly waited for Qingfeng to say his request.

"Just stay at my house for the next few days until the time to play against Ziyuan. If it were you, it would not be an exaggeration to spend all the remaining time on shooting. After all, your shooting is so sloppy that it is not as good as a primary school student."

"Even if I hear Qingfeng-kun say it so directly, I will still be a little angry." Although Heizi said this, he still kept that expressionless face, "This will add to Miss Sanye's heart. Trouble."

"Don't worry about them." Qingfeng moved his neck and threw the ball back to Heizi, "And my house is closer to here, so it's convenient for you to gather tomorrow, isn't it?"

"Okay." Heizi agreed to Qingfeng's proposal after thinking for a while.It is true that it is better to spend every minute and every second on practice now. I have already won Tonghuang. It should not be said that I have won Tonghuang, so my ambition has slowly expanded. I want to win and continue to win. go down.

At this time, a black Porsche was parked on the driveway not far from the two of them, and the person sitting in the car was watching the two people who were practicing shooting in the basketball court with binoculars.

The sharp-edged face was hidden in the shadows, and it was not very clear to see, but the sinister smile evoked by the corners of the thin lips made people feel chills from their feet.The orange hair looked a little cold under the glimmer of light reflected by the street lamps entering the car.

The man removed the telescope engraved with golden leaf curls and lilies of the valley, and placed it on his legs. He was upright, and he seemed to be well-educated, but when he saw the face with the blindfold on, he appeared ferocious. When you smile, everyone will think that the devil is nothing more than that.

"Should I do something, Seijuro, that guy should value that child very much..."

The old driver sitting in the driver's seat swallowed his mouth, and listened to the "Hey hey hey hey" laughter from the back seat, and trembled three times. Whenever the young master makes such a laugh, it means that someone must be unlucky up.

"I will destroy everything you value, Akashi Seijuro... I will make you pay for taking my eyes away! I, Shimizu Wing, will never make it easier for you..." Ruthlessly Gritting his teeth, and spit out the words from his mouth as if biting, Shimizu Tsubasa's empty right eye began to throb again.Lifting his white gloved hand and covering the blindfold embroidered with the family crest, Shimizu's expression became more ferocious.

If it weren't for Akashi's ruthless hand at that time, he would not have lost his eyes in order to save his life. The Shimizu family had done nothing wrong, but they had to be treated like this. Even his favorite sister was lost because of Akashi. He lost his life... This hatred will never be forgotten in his life!

"Ah... ah... it hurts..." Lowering his head and tightly covering the part of the blindfold, Shimizu cried out hysterically, "It hurts! Akashi, do you know how much it hurts! I will Let you know, I will let you taste a hundred times more painful than this! You have taken away my most important person, and I will not let you be happy... Hehe... Hehehe... Eh Hehehe..."

Cold sweat broke out on the old driver's forehead, his back was soaked, and the hands in his pockets trembled almost out of control.An ominous feeling rose in my heart again, but I couldn't take care of so much anymore. The master's account must be completed, and the master's favor must be repaid even with his old life!

After finally typing in the information, the old driver fumbled and was about to press the send button when the hand holding the phone suddenly felt pain, as if pierced by a sharp knife.

Looking over in horror, it turned out that it was not an illusion, but a bright sharp knife pierced his hand, and the hand holding the sharp knife was exactly Qing Shuiyi staring at him with cold eyes.

"Although I have always felt that something is wrong with you, after all, you are the old driver of our Qingshui family for many years. I didn't expect to have two hearts for the Qingshui family." Qingshui pulled out the sharp knife, not paying attention to the old driver's gushing blood. He just pulled out his hand that had a hole in it, and watched the mobile phone that hadn't pressed the send button fall out of the driver's pants pocket.

Picking up the phone and looking at the content on it, Shimizu's orange pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at the old driver with an angry smile, and said in a voice that was so sharp that it was almost hissing: "I didn't expect you to be from the Akashi family. The Qingshui family has been with you for ten years, but you dare to betray us!"

The old driver knew that he had no hope of rebirth. He had seen too many people who were destroyed by Qing Shuiyi, and his son was one of them.

"You devil, you will never end well!" The old driver yelled, wanting to take back his phone and send the text message, so as to remind Akashi Shimizu to start moving, but before his hand touched it, he saw a few knuckles accompanying him. Bright red blood flew up.

"Don't touch me, you disgusting old man." Qing Shuiyi raised the sharp knife in his hand, looked at the old driver without any emotion, and then inserted the knife directly from the top of the old driver's head very calmly, looking at the old driver as if A puddle of mud fell on the driver's seat.

"It's really troublesome." As he said, Qing Shui took off the blood-stained gloves, threw them aside, took out new gloves from his pocket, put them on, and then called home, "Someone, clean up."

As if he had slapped a fly to death without touching it, Qing Shui sat back in the back seat, picked up the binoculars and began to observe the two people on the basketball court again, his eyes were stern.