[Black Basket] Together with the Light

"That... I'm a little scared."

After turning off the lights, the two girls lay side by side on the bed, Leng Ning's voice choked with sobs.

"I wear Zongman. The opportunity to go from one anime to another is always related to the characters in the plot. The only person Leng Bingdie knows in this world is Kise. Meeting him means something will happen..."

Leng Ning covered her face, too embarrassed to speak.

Takeuchi patted her on the shoulder to comfort her, and she was a little curious: "Wear comprehensive manga? Is there a system?"

"No, if there were, I wouldn't be afraid of meeting Kise."

"It's a pity, if there is a system, I really want to see it..."

In this world, such a topic, the two girls here can only share with each other.

Irrelevant questions, answers that are meaningless if you know it, proceed smoothly, then the speed gradually slows down, and finally stops at a certain point.

Zhu Nei turned his head, Leng Ning had fallen asleep with his eyes closed, the corners of his eyes were shining, and there were still tears.

The girl who was still awake touched the mobile phone on the bedside and sent a text message to Huang Lai: "I can't do it, the persuasion failed, Ah Ning is quite persistent."

Huang Lai replied in an instant: "Alas... since Xiao Zhizi can't do anything, let her go."

Kise's reply put an end to this matter, Takeuchi turned off the phone screen, turned over and closed his eyes.

In the dormitory on the other side, the blond-haired model was still looking at something under the lamp, the hand that was taking notes paused, took the phone on the other side and sent another message.

"Leng Ning's parents asked me to persuade her to go to the doctor in a hurry. It should be expected that she would not be persuaded."

He wanted to say it's okay, it's okay if you can't persuade him to come back, don't worry.

Kise felt that he was unnecessary, but Takeuchi didn't care very much. He told her not to care, could she understand his intention?

It's not surprising that it can't be persuaded.

The boy looked at the successful message, and saw his indifference between the lines.He was really anxious when he received a call from Leng Ning's parents.No matter how many people are found, he doesn't want to worry about it.After all, he couldn't empathize with him, just like what he said to Takeuchi, he hadn't seen her for so many years, and he didn't know him well, so why did he worry so much about Leng Ning?However, when he explains it to himself in this way, there will always be scenes of getting along with Leng Ning when he was a child. The little girl has a bright smile and bright eyes. I don't care about her, isn't it too heartless?

Ruthless?But why should I care about her?

Kise asked himself this way.

He failed to come up with an answer, but he thought of Takeuchi and Midorima, the three-year difference in high school seemed to not exist between them.

The phone vibrated in the palm of his hand, and Takeuchi replied with a "hmm".

Kise Ryota came back to his senses, let go of the phone and continued to read the information.

Forget it, it's useless to think about it.

he told himself so.

The next day, as soon as Takeuchi opened his eyes, he saw Leng Ning lying beside him looking at him. Feeling Takeuchi's gaze, Leng Ning gave her a big smile.

Takeuchi said with a wooden face: "...Don't look at me like this, if you look at me like this, I will think you are in love with me."

Leng Ning smiled: "I love you the most in this world, okay?"

It seems that he has completely recovered from yesterday's emotions.

Takeuchi turned around and touched the phone to look at it, it was nine o'clock.

She turned over and got up, and while walking to the bathroom, she turned her head and asked Leng Ning, "Want to go to the basketball game?"

Leng Ning nestled on the bed: "The game in the green room?"

Takeuchi was brushing her teeth, and her vague voice came from the bathroom: "That's not it, it's not for you, find something to do to relax, it's so boring to stay in the dormitory."

Leng Ning smiled: "How dare I refuse such a thing—" Something lit up in the corner of my vision, it was Takeuchi's mobile phone, buzzing and vibrating on the bed in a silent state.Leng Ning raised his voice and shouted, "You have a phone."

Takeuchi bit his toothbrush and came out, saw the caller ID on his phone, rushed back to the bathroom to rinse his mouth, and then answered the phone clearly: "Hello, this is Zhizi Takeuchi."

Obviously in working condition, Leng Ning nestled quietly on the bed.

"Ah, that's it...it's a pity..." Takeuchi responded to the other end of the phone, "Okay, I'm fine, can you text me the time and place?" That's what she said before saying goodbye.

Leng Ning naturally asked, "What's the matter?"

"A model in the studio had an accident, and the next job couldn't be completed, so I'll take her place." Takeuchi looked at Leng Ning, "Going to Kyoto for location shooting, do you want to go play together?"

Leng Ning's eyes lit up all of a sudden: "Can I go too?"

"It's just taking pictures, there's nothing wrong with it." Takeuchi sighed loudly, "Aren't you going to be worthy of the shining heroine halo above your head? You just said that you want to enter the showbiz, and a ready-made opportunity will come to your door. I just pity my colleague who drank to alcoholism..."

Leng Ning was furious: "What does it have to do with me when I drink to the point of alcohol poisoning! Is the halo of the heroine on your head okay?!"

Takeuchi: "I don't have that kind of thing! If there is, I should be sitting on billions of dollars and controlling the direction of Japan's economy. Every day, countless young talents fall in love with each other and kill each other for me—"

Leng Ning: "Is this how to love each other and kill each other?! And you are talking about the halo of Mary Sue!"

The two girls finished washing up noisily and went out. When they got on the subway, Midorima was going to the office to receive the award certificate for the individual competition he participated in.

"Student! That green-haired classmate, please wait a moment!"

When Midorima received the awards for himself and several other medical students and was about to leave, a staff member stopped him.

Green turned to look over.

"That," the staff member who stopped him rummaged through the pile of awards and took the time to look at him, "Do you know Keko Takeuchi? The one who worked as a model."

Midori nodded, "What's the matter?"

"Her certificate, can you help me bring it?" The staff turned out the certificate and handed it to him, "Can you leave a contact information for me? Can you ask Takeuchi for an autograph? No, no, no, sorry, please Classmate, your name is...?"

"Midorima," the tall boy accepted the award and only answered one of the staff's questions, "Thank you, thank you." This thank you is for the staff's act of finding out the Takeuchi award, saying After he finished, he turned and walked to the door.

The staff hit a nail and could only smile dryly: "You're welcome."

Another staff member sneered, didn't care that Midori hadn't left the office yet, and teased his companion mercilessly: "You are so enthusiastic about his girlfriend, will he give you a good face?"

"Hey?! Is it a girlfriend?!" The previous staff screamed loudly.

Midorima, who had already walked out the door, paused.

It's not a girlfriend!Who wants such a troublesome guy to be his girlfriend!My childhood sweetheart is already tired enough, okay? !

For a moment, he wanted to yell back like this.

However, Midorima didn't do this after all. After pausing for a while, he continued to walk forward as if nothing had happened.

Holding the certificate in one hand, Midorima took out his mobile phone with the other hand and sent a text message to Takeuchi: "I have your certificate here, when will you come to get it?"

Takeuchi replied suspiciously: "What certificate?"

"Long-distance running," paused the fingertips moving towards the send button, and added, "First."

Takeuchi replied: "A dinner treat!"

The expected reaction, Midorima twitched the corner of his mouth, his wallet was about to bleed, and the boy was actually in a good mood: "What are you eating, and when?"

Apparently he had forgotten the M mark that was traded.

The Xueba Jun forgot, and the scumbags will naturally not remember. Takeuchi replied to a multimedia message, and the photo was the sign of a sushi restaurant: "Is there a chain store like this in Tokyo?"

You don't even know if there is, and it is even more impossible for me to know, maybe Murasakihara will know.

Green thought so.

If you don't know it exists, then it probably doesn't exist.

Thinking like this, Midorima checked the map on his mobile phone, and sure enough, there was none. The nearest one was in Kyoto.He told Takeuchi the news truthfully, contacted the photo she just posted, and Midorima asked, "Are you in Kyoto?"

Takeuchi called directly, Midorima was a little surprised.

Pressing the answer button, the girl on the other end was trying to hide her embarrassment with an exaggerated tone: "I'm filming an exterior scene in Kyoto. The advertiser is very famous, and arranged a lot of beautiful geisha to play the sanxian and sing for us. It's impossible Do you want to come to accept the influence of traditional culture?" Takeuchi said, his tone became weaker, and finally he even felt guilty.

Midorima has always had the perception that Takeuchi didn't want him to see her working state, which can be seen from the fact that she invited him to her working place when she was never at work.

this phone...

Midori raised an eyebrow.

He heard someone snickering and urging on the other end of the phone.

"Hey, are you coming or not?" Takeuchi's voice pretending to be calm came.

"Understood, send me the address." Midorima replied.

There was a sudden silence.

Midorima could imagine Takeuchi's stupid look on the other end of the phone.

"I know, I know, just wait..."

Under the slight urging sound, Takeuchi's voice sounded, and she hung up the phone immediately.

"Ahhhhhhh! Why on earth would I want you to bet with me!" After hanging up the phone, Takeuchi almost cried, and stuffed a box of macarons into Leng Ning's hands. She wasn't feeling sorry for losing the bet This box of desserts, "Why did he agree to come here! Didn't he just say that he doesn't like me as a model?! Shouldn't he teach me a lesson?! Why did he come here?! Is it because of the beautiful geisha sisters?!"

Holding two boxes of macarons, Leng Ning said leisurely: "You are a fan of the authorities, you don't know your childhood sweetheart well enough."

She just coaxed Takeuchi to make a bet with her on whether Midorima would come to Kyoto, so to speak, Takeuchi, who firmly believed that Midorima would not come, finally made a call, but Leng Ning won.

"Let me tell you," Leng Ning took out the phone from Takeuchi, edited the text message, and sent the address to Midorima, "Because I bet that Midorima ran from Tokyo to Kyoto, do you feel sorry for him?"

Takeuchi said seriously: "I really don't want to see him."

Takeuchi's voice sounded strong to Leng Ning, and the girl in full costume took out a pink macaron from the box and took a bite, squinting her eyes with a sly look: "Short oil." She said, "Tsundere Le."

Takeuchi: "...Miss Leng Ning, your style of painting has changed too much! Tell me the truth, have you been worn by others?!"

Leng Ning straightened his expression: "Whether I have been worn by others is not the key, the key is that you probably won't be able to wear it in your lifetime."

The exaggerated expression on Takeuchi's face froze, Leng Ning looked at her expression and knew that she understood the voice of his words.

To Leng Ning, this world is just a stop in her long journey, but to Takeuchi, it is the whole reality. There are some things that cannot be avoided. As a time-traveling woman, Leng Ning knows what Takeuchi is afraid of.Bewildered by the authorities, Leng Ning clearly saw that Takeuchi was not biased, but she just refused to admit it and was subconsciously avoiding it.

Leng Ning patted Takeuchi on the shoulder, and the smile returned to his face: "Let's go, even if you are a big name, it's not good to let others wait."

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