[Kuroko's Basketball Blue Black ALL Black] Live

(twelve)

"Mr. Lujian." Hei Zizhe also covered his left chest with his right hand, under which there was a beating heart, "Will it be painful if it is penetrated here?"

Midorima Shintaro understood what he was asking, and he organized his words carefully, for fear of touching Kuroko Tetsuya's scar: "Words about the heart... the pain is certain, but he will lose consciousness soon, and the pain will be over .”

Hei Zizhe nodded slightly to him, placed a bouquet of irises in front of the grave, and then reached out to caress the cold tombstone in front of him.

"I've always lived a good life." Heizi Tetsuya's fingers slid across the name engraved on it, "but I dare not come to see you."

"I also keep your flowers. I'm ashamed to say that, but I'm not even good at taking care of myself, so how can I take care of flowers."

"Probably because of this, it has been more than two years, and it just pulled out the flower stem a few days ago."

"If you were here, you would probably call me an idiot again."

"Aomine-kun, I have always felt pain over your death, and even today I can't let it go."

"I also thought about what my life would be like if Aomine-kun hadn't appeared in the first place."

"If this is the case, then I will definitely not suffer, but I will only live by the rules, and then I will always be so mediocre."

"Mr. Qingfeng, I love you very much. You did bring me pain, but without you, without this pain, my life would not be complete."

The warm spring breeze blew over his water-blue hair, and took away his thoughts and whispers of Liren.

There was another moment of silence before Kuroko Tetsuya turned around. Seeing that he was about to leave, Midorima Shintaro also stepped forward to follow him.

"Thank you, Mr. Midori." He smiled slightly at him beside him, "I've been away for three weeks, if you hadn't watered that pot of irises, I'm afraid there will be nothing left when I come back. A pot of withered grass."

"Thank you, for this time, and for the many times before."

Shintaro Midorima was startled, it turned out that he knew it all along.

He touched the tip of his nose unnaturally: "I accept your thanks many times before. But this time, I haven't come back for three weeks, so..."

So as soon as he came back, he hurried to Heizi Tetsuya's room, for fear that the pot of irises would wither.

He knew that Hei Zizhe also avoided seeing it as much as possible, in order not to let himself think about others, so he would inevitably neglect to take care of it.But if it really withered, Hei Zizhe would probably die of sadness again.

Midorima Shintaro didn't want to make him sad anymore.

That kind of pain once is enough.

"If it wasn't for Mr. Lujian..." Hei Zizhe also paused, he already had the answer in his heart.

When people grow up, they must learn to reconcile with the world.

Akashi Seijuro never forced him to do anything he didn't want to do.

Heizi Tetsuya is still Heizi Tetsuya, and has never changed.

On a bright and sunny day in April, the color of the iris bouquet in front of the tombstone is very similar to the hair of the old man.Between the flowers and leaves, there is a piece of paper with hard texture and delicate texture.

It was written in delicate handwriting: live up to love and freedom.

-THAN-

The last sentence of the article comes from the movie poster of "Little Women", which is also one of the sources of inspiration for the purpose of this article. Coincidentally, I just bought the movie ticket of "Little Women" at ten o'clock today, and I am looking forward to it.

Qingfeng-kun has always been a carnivorous type in my eyes, but I didn't expect my first green and black article to be surprisingly refreshing.

As for his death, I hope it won't make everyone feel abrupt. After all, I already had a very obvious hint at the beginning. It just depends on whether everyone thinks about it.

I'm really sorry (arrogant) for having abused everyone on this great day of Chinese Valentine's Day.

易初

2020.8.25