[Black Basket] The male protagonist is the captain

This scene seems a little bad.

Although she couldn't find a point to make complaints about, the national girl still subconsciously moved behind the black-haired boy—in fact, according to Qingfeng's height, she can be seen no matter how she squirms, but the kind of hiding behind Hongcun is not easy. feel safer...

"I'm going to take notes, senior."

Hitomi decided to retreat by herself, walked around Hongcun and went to the police sister.

As for what will happen behind her, she doesn't care.

"So... do you know this person?"

The police sister glanced at her pupils: "Sure enough, national girls have a well-deserved reputation for being nosy."

Hitomi was not sure whether the police sister was complimenting her or hurting her, but now she was going to accept it as a compliment.After roughly repeating the matter, he can leave, but before leaving, Hitomi still asked a lot.

"Why did they come to Momoi-san?"

"Ah... this," the police sister looked at the car containing the young man with cold eyes: "If you think you can't play basketball, you can find a sense of pride in the process of harassing someone close to others? It's true that young people are brainless. Brainless."

Judging by the neat appearance, the police sister should have figured out the ins and outs of those bad guys before they came.But this seemingly big-hearted sentence fell into Tong's ears, but it had a different taste.

"Yes." The girl echoed, "I really don't know why it happened like this."

For some reason, she always felt that something in her heart that had been dusty for a long time was slowly opened.The casual comment of the police sister was like a key, which accurately poked into the place she cared most about.

It was something she thought she didn't care about at all, but in fact it was still in her heart.

Behind Momoi was holding back, but still couldn't help sobbing, and the boy was a little flustered, and his tone was a bit bad, but he could still hear the awkward comfort of concern.

dear ones.

"Then... can I go?"

"Of course." The police sister readily agreed: "Leave me a signature before you leave? My brother is your fan."

After signing her name, Hitomi turned her head and glanced over there, seeing that Aomine was a little at a loss, his hands stopped in the air, and he finally rubbed Momoi's hair.

It really didn't feel awkward at all, as if this was a perfectly normal thing.

And it should be like this, the bond between these two people cannot be replaced by others.

really……

"What are you thinking about?"

Hongcun's voice suddenly appeared in his ears, and then his brain pressed down before Hitomi had time to react.

"Senior, what are you doing!"

Hitomi pulled back the brim of the hat, a little furious: "Scare me!"

"It's time to go back." Hongcun said, "Although I haven't been recognized yet, just in case..."

The words are so true, and Hitomi agrees after thinking about it.

"Do you still want to say goodbye?" Tong raised her green eyes and looked at the people around her: "I think... it's better not to bother."

The boy said, "Anything is fine, as long as Hitomi thinks it's necessary."

She didn't think it was necessary, she just didn't want to lose her manners.It's just that every time I see those two people standing together, those things in memory will remind her how failed she has been like an immortal devil.

"Then..."

"Hitomi."

Aomine's voice came in just at this moment, Hitomi pushed back the brim of his hat with his hands before turning around, and then put on a normal smile.

"Mr. Qingfeng."

"Thank you for the matter in May." Even if it felt awkward to say thank you, the black-skinned boy didn't know how to put it right when Hongcun was standing next to Tong: "I..."

"Take good care of Momoi, today is indeed too dangerous." Hongcun said at this time: "I'll send Hitomi back first."

Before Qingfeng could say anything, Hongcun held Hitomi's hand and said, "Let's have another 1v1 together before I go to America."

Qingfeng was silent for a few seconds: "Okay."

So, what happened to these two people.

While walking on the road, Hitomi kept thinking about this question.

She originally thought that the clear boundary between the two people had disappeared, but at the moment when Qingfeng saw Hongcun just now, the minister who almost blurted out seemed to indicate that they were still stopped two years ago— — This feeling makes Hitomi a little weird, always feeling...

"You seem a little unhappy, Hitomi."

"Ah?" The 2.5-dimensional idol said blankly: "No, I was just thinking about what to have for dinner."

The boy suddenly put on an embarrassing face, and looked at Tong with a helpless look.

"So... have you thought about it?"

"Let's eat fried rice." Hitomi thought about it and said, "How about I invite senior?"

"I don't have the habit of giving girls treats," the boy flatly rejected Tong Tong's proposal: "If the old man finds out, I will be made fun of by him for the rest of my life."

"Uncle is not such a person."

"That's what he pretended."

"I do not believe."

"Why should I lie to you about this kind of thing? When he beat me..." The boy's words stopped here, as if he remembered something: "...I didn't tell Tong, right? Bad times."

For Hongcun, it is a proper dark history.And when he faced Hitomi at the beginning, he only briefly and vaguely said that he had taken a long detour.As for how to take the long way around, Hongcun didn't say anything, and Tong didn't ask.

Everyone has things they don't want to talk about.

"So, it was uncle who tried his best to turn the tide, beat up senior and then woke him up?"

After listening to Hongcun's long narration, Hitomi briefly summarized the central idea of ​​this long passage.

"Although I don't want to admit it, it's true."

The girl took half a sip of the fruit tea, and then took another big sip after feeling that the taste was particularly good.The clear and slightly sweet taste is very pleasing to Tong, so by the time Hongcun finished speaking, Tong had almost drunk it.

"But I still think that Uncle is a kind and gentle person." Tong sighed: "If Senior is made fun of by Uncle, Senior must deserve it."

After listening to the boy's bitter recounting of the history of the revolutionary family, Hitomi felt his head swell a little, so he casually spit out the complaints in his head.Hongcun, who was holding her arm, froze, slightly discouraged.

"Indeed...that's right."

It really deserves it.

The young man felt that no matter whether he was rebellious at the beginning, or he was awkward and said to Hitomi that it was inappropriate later on, he had received corresponding retribution later on.For example, he ignored the feelings of his parents and finally realized the feeling of worrying about his relatives. Another example is that his self-righteousness and rashness in treating the people he likes made him know what tossing and turning is in the next 600 days.He had thought many times whether his father's "detour" when he was bad at him was a comfort to him, because when he was dazed and decided to take a long detour, he had already lost in other places, thus My father can only use the sentence that you can gain more by looking at the scenery along the way when you take a long detour, to explain that he will definitely be disappointed in himself later.

Hitomi kept looking at Hongcun, watching his eyes from flickering to flickering.

"Senior... have you ever regretted it?" Tong's voice was a little fluttering: "What a detour."

"That's for sure. Because I always wonder if there was nothing wrong at the beginning, or if something happened at the beginning, would it be different now." Hongcun admitted bluntly: "But sometimes thinking about it, there are indeed differences in detours. For example, I found that the bad things are really not suitable for me, and I found that..."

The boy paused, and suddenly heard Hitomi change the subject.

"Senior, do you live well in the United States?"

The confession that was about to be uttered was suddenly diverted, and the boy was almost caught off guard.

"Ah...not bad."

"Really?"

"Speaking of it, it's a bit of an adventure." Hongcun exhaled: "I know a lot of people who also play basketball. By the way, one of them went back to Japan to go to school. I saw that guy two days ago. God introduces you..."

"I know."

Hongcun was startled: "Hitomi...know?"

"Really." Hitomi slowly pushed Hongcun's hand holding her wrist away: "I heard about it from... Kazuya-kun."

Now she finally remembered the name of the brain-dead fan boy, and said slowly: "I haven't had time to congratulate senior."

"Ah?" The black-haired boy was a little confused, and suddenly found that the fair skin in front of him was slightly pink, and his eyes had a hazy watery light.No matter how dull he is now, Hongcun knew that there must be something abnormal. After thinking about it, the boy asked.

"The fruit tea just now..."

"It was given to me by the police sister," Tong said with a smile, "It's called fruit ice cream."

Hongcun has nothing to say.

He knew something about that stuff, it was a drink that American girls liked quite a bit.

It's just that this thing is usually found in nightclubs! ! !

"Police... police sister?"

What are the police in Japan doing now? ! !

"Senior... seems to be angry?" It took a few seconds for Hitomi to react: "Why are you angry?"

"...No." Hongcun is not angry at all now, all he wants to do is get Tong home as soon as possible.

A super idol being caught drinking or something is a big deal by any stretch of the imagination, especially in Japan.

"Really? That's good. I thought it was senior who became angry from embarrassment." Tong Tong let out a long breath: "That's great."

"What's so good?" Hongcun dragged Tong away forcefully, and asked as he walked, "Let's go back first."

Hitomi didn't have any objections, and followed Hongcun, speaking vaguely of her own words.

"If you become angry from embarrassment, isn't senior the legendary bitch who cheated on you..."

"How could I...wait." Hongcun stopped and turned to ask the confused national girl.

"What cheating?"

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