Song of Light and Shadow

"Okay, so far, I almost understand, then, let's start training. Ah, because the basketball club has only been established for two years, so the first-year students don't need to clean the ball, and they can come to train directly!" Lizi shook the hands Board, let everyone gather together and start training.

Hei Zizhe didn't say a word, and obediently followed the crowd and started running around.

Aida Reiko looked at the first-year students who were following the second-year students, hugging their elbows, lost in thought.Although it is said that there are members of Teiguang joining, it seems that it is really weak enough. Judging from this year's situation, it seems that there is only Vulcan who can look forward to it...

The training on the first day was not very heavy. To be precise, it was more about getting familiar with the environment and teammates.

Everyone has made a mark in Heizi's heart. For example, senior Captain Rito is "good guy with glasses", the coach is "cruel", senior Itsuki is "the joke is not funny at all", and senior Mitobe is "silent ', Senior Koganei is 'Cat's Mouth', Senior Tsuchida is 'Squint', Fuqi is 'one of the trio', Kawahara is the 'second of the trio', and Fukuda is the 'third of the trio'.

"Thank you." After the training, everyone went into the locker room to change clothes and prepare to go home.Kuroko put the clothes he had taken off in his bag and changed into his uniform to go home. As soon as he put the bag on his back, he felt a vibration coming from inside the bag.He took out his phone and looked at the display on the screen.

52 records, all belonged to Kise alone.

After hesitating for a long time, Heizi still didn't open the mailbox, but closed the phone calmly and put it back in the bag.

It's all in the past tense, even if we meet again, he doesn't know what else to say, maybe it will take some time to let go, but unfortunately, not now.

Since that day, I have thought about what-ifs many times, but what-ifs can only be what-ifs, and will never become a reality...

As usual, I walked into the MJ fast food restaurant that I have entered many times and ordered a cup of vanilla milkshake, and then sat on the window seat and took out a book.It is a collection of short stories by Yasunari Kawabata.

When I turned to the page separated by the exquisite bookmark printed with light blue and blue snowflake patterns, it was the short article "Summer Friendship" I saw yesterday.While sipping a milkshake, he carefully and quietly looked at the book in his hand.

The two words in front of him suddenly made Heizi startled.

【"You're making nonsense. Rongzi and I are like the Cowherd and Weaver Girl on Qixi Festival. We only see each other in summer. In the other three seasons of autumn, winter and spring, I have no way of knowing what is going on with Rongzi." Hezi said .

"Come on, that's enough, that's enough. Aren't you all in Tokyo except for the summer? It's not that you don't see each other, you don't have any correspondence? Are you two in a friendship that doesn't correspond with each other?" Ryuko laugh. 】

It's just that kind of friendship... Heizi didn't feel like he was clenching the paper cup in his hand.When it comes to friendship, he no longer knows whether to believe the word or not.Pulling him out of the bottom and abandoning him so easily... The so-called friendship is just a whim.

Suddenly, I feel like Hezi in the article. Zeng Jin was so jealous that he would use means to hurt him just to take his place. The friendship of the five people running side by side is nothing but the summer sea breeze. no more.

He actually understood the feelings of those 'dragon sons', but he couldn't agree with them.For that vain glory, what's the point.Friends who can't laugh together can no longer be called friends...

Annoyed, he turned his head out of the window, just in time to see Vulcan carrying a bag while walking and eating a hamburger, with a basketball hanging in his other hand.

Heizi closed the book, put the book in his schoolbag, and quickly left mj with the schoolbag on his back.

Huoshen came out of the house to go to the street basketball court to exercise his body, and bought some food to pad his stomach along the way.After returning to Japan, he has basically never played basketball much, and his hand feels a little rusty. Although he knows that there are no good players in Japan, he has the kind of character that once he does something, he must do it to the end.Now that I've started playing basketball, I need to practice a little bit to restore my touch.

He threw the finished wrapping paper into the trash can, but it smashed on the edge of the trash can and fell out.Vulcan immediately looked around nervously. Seeing that no one noticed, he quickly picked up the package, stuffed it into the trash can, and then calmly took the ball to the basketball court.

The street basketball court in this park was discovered a few days ago. Few people came, because it is relatively remote and adjacent to the small woods, it will give people a scary feeling at night.

Vulcan doesn't have any nerves about these things. He just thinks that this kind of place is the best place for practice because no one is disturbing him. He just practices here by himself almost exclusively.

Put the bag on the bench beside the court, took off his shirt and threw it aside casually, picked up the ball and started to play alone.

For Vulcan, he doesn't think about many things when playing basketball. For him, basketball is a kind of enjoyment. Wouldn't it be too boring to do all kinds of messy thoughts while enjoying it.

Dribble, play against imaginary opponents, back press, turn and cut, opponents will follow, then stop and catch opponents off guard for a jumper.Vulcan thought to himself, then jumped up, his eyes flickered, and suddenly saw a ghost-like thing standing there under the basketball hoop, his hands trembled in fright, and he missed the shot.I took a closer look and it turned out to be the person I met in the club today who called himself the Teiko Basketball Club.It seems to be called Heizi Tetsuya.

"Wow! When did you come here!"

Seeing Vulcan's surprised look, Heizi greeted him very politely.

"What are you doing here?" Vulcan's attitude was very unfriendly, after all he was frightened by Heizi and felt a little embarrassed.

"You are the one, what are you doing here." Heizi threw the ball back to Vulcan.

"It's nothing, and I didn't do anything." Vulcan took the ball and looked at Heizi and replied casually.

"Is that so..." Heizi replied lightly.

Then, the two fell into a silent stare at each other.

Vulcan looked at Heizi for a while, and remembered the miraculous generation that the seemingly unreliable supervisor had said. He seemed to be very strong, and suddenly became interested.

"I was in the U.S. until the second year of middle school. I was really surprised when I came back. The standard in Japan is too low. Basketball that can't even withstand a physical collision is not basketball at all." I didn't think there was anything wrong with saying this, Vulcan looked at the expressionless Heizi with serious eyes and talked about his feelings. "The basketball I am pursuing is to go all out, to fight with passion, to make people excited and unstoppable. However, at least until now, I have not met a person who can be called a strong player .Today, I heard from the supervisor that the Generation of Miracles seems to be very strong. You must have been in that team before.”

While talking, Vulcan twirled the ball with his fingers, and then threw it to Heizi.

"The so-called masters all have some unique aura. Correspondingly, the weak also have the aura that belongs to the weak. But, you are very strange, you have nothing." Vulcan squinted his eyes, staring at Heizi whose face was as calm as water, "It's like Air. Let me experience it, and see how powerful your so-called generation of miracles is."

Seeing Vulcan's provocative smile, Hei Zizhe also found it a little ridiculous, but also touched.Treating basketball with such a pure purpose, even if it is a bit arrogant and frivolous, it can probably be trusted.

Hei Zizhe also hesitated for a moment, then made up his mind.

Give it a try.

"What a coincidence, I also want to have a fight with you," Heizi reached out and unzipped his coat, and threw it aside, "One on one."

He wants to confirm, Vulcan, is it worth it.

At this moment, in the woods on the right side of the court, a blond man in a suit was leaning against a tree trunk and watching what happened on the court.Suddenly, the phone in his pocket vibrated.

He took out his mobile phone and pressed the answer button, only to hear a familiar voice from the microphone: "Where are you?"

"Ah, Xiaolujian, I'm watching Xiaoheizi and someone one-on-one." The blond man's voice made people feel very comfortable, with a subtle magnetism.

"Oh? Heizi and someone one-on-one? Is that person very powerful?"

"No, not at all." The blond man raised the corners of his mouth. If a girl passed by at this moment, he would definitely scream the word 'too handsome', and then pass out happily.

"Then what are you still looking at? Didn't you say that you want to persuade Heizi to go to Haichang?"

"Yeah, Little Heizi is still so cute. He's so cute that people want to hold him in his arms and love him. But it's really rare. I didn't expect you to care about this, Xiaolujian."

"After all, he is Heizi. He is the only one who can't even read through divination. But this has nothing to do with me. He is just a teammate."

"Haha, it seems that you really like Xiao Heizi very much. But I won't give up Xiao Heizi to you. I'm not going to talk about it tonight. I want to go to Seirin in a few days. You Come?" The blond man took out his hands from his pockets and pushed his hair back on his forehead.

"No, it's not suitable for Cancers to travel far the day after tomorrow."

"Haha, Xiaolujian still believes in divination so much. If that's the case, forget it." The blond man shrugged, expressing his regret.

"By the way, have you seen Qingfeng?"

"...I have something else to do, I'll hang up first, bye~" Hearing Qingfeng suddenly mentioned, the blond man immediately decided to end the topic and hung up the phone.

Seeing Heizi's ball being cut off again and again on the field, and the man with red and black hair scoring goals again and again, the blond man snorted, with a flash of displeasure in his eyes, but he still left calmly.