[Black Basket] Daydream

The meeting room is not too big, but since there are only seven or eight students in total, it also looks very spacious with the addition of Kuri.

Jiuli felt the unfriendly aura coming from the standing or sitting students in front of him, and only then did he really realize what Mr. You can come to me for any questions." What does it mean, it seems that he expected this from the beginning.

Compared to other students who were still on the sidelines, Suzumiya Noriko seemed to have the worst attitude. She sneered, flipped through the textbooks, threw Jiuli a blank stare and ignored her.

Jiu Li found a seat and sat down, slightly tightened the corners of her lips, and restrained the smile on her face from the closeness when she entered the door to gentle and distant.Since she is not popular, she is not interested in treating them with a respectful attitude from juniors.

I seldom wear this kind of mask on my face since I was in middle school, it really feels like a long time no see.

Specifically, it should be after meeting Aomine.

After a few minutes, Mr. Pingguchang came in with a stack of materials between his hands. He looked at Kuri before looking at everyone, and slapped the textbook in his hand on the table, and his voice suddenly became very severe: "Okay Alright, let’s take a test first in this class. As you all know, all the tests during the dorm will be entered into the comprehensive data, which will have an impact on everyone’s future assessment for entering the medical school, so we must treat it well!”

Jiu Li quickly flipped through the textbook in his hand, then looked up at the thick stack of test papers, feeling a little dizzy for a while.It can't be so miserable, she has to take an exam on the first day of class, but now she doesn't even know what the scope of the exam is.

"So Ogata-san, it was really hard to take the test when you first came here. How do you feel?"

Bite the bullet and finish answering the paper, probably the test questions are not as difficult as imagined, Jiuli is still relieved.She had just finished packing her textbooks and was about to go downstairs for dinner, when at the door Akiyama Zhuo struck up a conversation whether intentionally or unintentionally.

The two followed the group of people going to the restaurant at the end, and the atmosphere seemed to be harmonious.

"It's a little harder than expected, but it's okay." Jiuli Chen Ken's tone sounded very credible, but it sounded a bit arrogant to others.She didn't want to make trouble with her seniors during the co-sleeping period, but it didn't mean that she was going to lower their eyebrows in their cold eyes.

The ideas instilled by Akashi Seijuro from childhood are revived in an instant when they meet their suspicious and contemptuous eyes.

The last time she remembered being bullied by others was probably in the fourth grade of elementary school.

Surrounded by several children pushing and pushing, she was pushed to the ground wearing a beautiful embroidered skirt bought by the housekeeper, laughing and scolding her for stepping on the dirty delicate and fragile skirt, calling her a child without parents.

Kuri went to Akashi crying, her exposed skin was dirty, her skirt was already dirty, she was sobbing, her whole face was flushed red.

"What's going on?" Akashi was a student on duty that day, he packed his schoolbag and cleaned the classroom, and when he walked to the stairs, he met Jiuli who was climbing up the stairs while crying.

"Seijuro..." Kuri cried even harder, as if he had found something to rely on, and was finally able to cry, "Seijuro!"

"Don't cry, be careful of choking." Akashi took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped her tears patiently, pulled her to sit on the uninhabited stairway where the blood was sprinkled on the ground in the setting sun, and taught her with a straight face, "You always come to me crying, when will you grow up, Jiuli."

Kuli choked on her crying, she trembled and asked in a low voice: "Seijuro, will you ignore me?"

"No." Akashi frowned, "But if you never grow up, how can you be so weak?"

"But, but, I'm afraid..." Jiuli pursed her mouth, looking very aggrieved.

"Don't be afraid." Akashi stood up, leaned down and touched Jiuli's head with the advantage of his standing posture, which was still covered with mud and grass roots. Seeing him getting more and more unhappy, he still comforted her in a gentle voice, "Yes I'm here, no matter who dares to touch your finger, you will learn to fight back. I have everything, don't worry."

At that time, Kuri had not lived in Akashi's house for a long time, and she was unprepared for the reality of the world. She looked at Akashi's serious face with baby fat, and nodded ignorantly.

Because Akashi was always there, she was able to come to this point.

Do what you want, Akashi gave her the greatest freedom, let her learn to analyze what should be done and what should not be done.If she decides to do something, Akashi will do the best for her aftermath.

If you want to sum it up in one sentence, it would be—Kurashi plays freely, and Akashi makes up the knife perfectly.

Coming out of the women's bath, the steam and heat from the hot spring were blown away by the cool summer night wind, and Jiuli shivered from the blow. She coughed lightly and hugged her arms tightly.

The cool wind coming in through the slits of the floor-to-ceiling windows brought the sharp chirping of summer insects, and Kuri shrugged his nose and sneezed.As she walked towards the guest room, she complained in a low voice that the night in the mountains was too cold.

The soda can fell to the ground with a "bang" and then rolled along the uneven road. The sound of Zlazila's friction came from far and near, and there was also an impatient-sounding male voice muttering impolite words.

After a few steps, he leaned over to block the drink that was rolling away. Qingfeng hadn't straightened up yet. When he raised his eyes, he saw the white bathrobe with a simple line pattern on the hem, leaning towards the slender and pale ankles and calves. In the cool summer night It seems to be still trembling slightly.

His eyes swept over the belt of the yukata and the collarbone and neck protruding from the neckline, and then there was Kuli with a surprised expression. Under the warm yellow light, her skin seemed to reflect a warm light, as if her whole body was Wrapped in furry light clusters.

For a moment, both of them were stunned, and the atmosphere in the corridor suddenly became awkward.

In the end, it was Aomine who spoke first, he let out a casual "Yo", and asked, "I didn't expect to meet you here, Jiuli, why did you come here?"

Although he was mentally prepared to meet Momoi after meeting him, compared to Aomine's natural attitude, Kuri was a bit awkward.

Aomine Daiki has always been carefree, it is difficult to take some things to heart.For example, there have been many disputes between two people because of basketball, so he will not take the dispute between the two of them to heart at all.

But Jiuli couldn't forget what happened not long ago, she lowered her eyelashes slightly, and responded: "I'm here to participate in the camp, long time no see, Aomine-kun."

After a pause for a few seconds, she immediately followed up and continued: "I have something else to do, so I won't bother you, goodbye." After she finished speaking, she walked straight past Qingfeng, not even daring to glance at him out of the corner of her eye, just I want to get out of this embarrassing place quickly.

Having been blocked by Aomine's tall figure, Kuri had just walked around Aomine who was momentarily at a loss for words, and saw Noriko Suzumiya appearing not far behind him, so he could only say hello again: "Sister Suzumiya."

Noriko Suzumiya seemed to be full of hostility towards her, he gave her an unfriendly look and was unwilling to pay attention to her.Jiu Li didn't go to the point where he had to stick to it and talk, the two passed each other in silence.

Suddenly, Jiuli felt the clogs being pulled by some force, and his footsteps were unsteady for a moment, he staggered, and was about to fall to the ground.Then a strong force grabbed her arm, fingers like iron pincers pulled her over, and the back of the head hit a solid chest hard.

There was still a slight smell of sweat after a strenuous exercise, whether it was because of nervousness or the undulating muscles after exercise, a familiar feeling suddenly surrounded her.

Kuri raised his head, only seeing Aomine's chin, and then his voice burst into his ears.

"Hey! Did you do it on purpose?!"

Kurashi reacted slowly, probably Noriko Suzumiya kicked her clogs and almost tripped her, but whether she did it on purpose or not, I really can't draw conclusions hastily.

Aomine grabbed Jiuli's arm, feeling angry. Although he knew that the girl in front of him was a third-year senior, he didn't care about the seniority at all, and narrowed his eyes unkindly: "What do you want to do?"

Noriko Suzumiya was also in a bit of a panic, she barely held onto the wall so she didn't fall, when she heard Qingfeng's questioning, she raised her head: "Pay attention to your attitude, who would care about such a person who only depends on money at home?" People who came in, what do you think I want to do, is this look suspicious of me?!"

Her jaw went up, her emerald eyes sparkling with anger.

Aomine subconsciously pulled Jiuli behind him, looked down at Suzumiya, snorted coldly, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Jiuli.

Jiuli tugged at the hem of Aomine's vest: "Mr. Aomine, please don't be so angry."

"What, are you still going to calm things down?" He turned his head and stared at Jiuli suddenly, with a kind of anger that hates iron and steel, "Are you out of your mind? After entering high school, you have really regressed more and more ah!"

"So angry, can Qingfeng-kun still go and beat her up?"

Qingfeng paused for a moment, although he was angry, he was not in a position to attack the girl.

Jiuli came out from behind Aomine, stared at Noriko Suzumiya for a few seconds, she curled the corners of her lips, and there was no smile in her eyes: "Sister Suzumiya, I believe you didn't do it on purpose."

"Who needs you to believe me." Noriko Suzumiya responded immediately not to be outdone.

"It doesn't make any difference to me whether you believe it or not, but senior sister, I don't like your attitude." Jiuli's tone became more and more cold, and his expression gradually tended to the one that Aomine was very familiar with, " As you are now, you are not qualified to question me, and it is not Qingfeng-kun who needs to pay attention to his attitude, but you."

The clogs under his feet and the wooden floor made a crisp "click", and Suzumiya's expression changed, as if he had just reacted, his eyes widened and he looked at the back of Kuri who turned around and left after finishing speaking.

The light-colored bathrobe almost disappeared in the night.

For a moment, even the air felt heavy on the skin, so sticky that she couldn't breathe, and she could hardly take a step.

After a long while, the constricted throat was slightly released. Noriko Suzumiya took a deep breath, feeling the heart in the left chest slowly resumed its irregular beating, and felt a little scared.

Aomine stood with hands hanging down, and after a few seconds, he scratched his hair and picked up the drink that had been on the bench, and walked slowly in the direction where Jiuli left.

Looking up, you can see that the figure is taller than when he was in junior high school, and slightly thinner than Wuyue, which looks not very healthy.

She walked slowly, down the long corridor.

Even if he doesn't look at her, Aomine knows that Jiuli's expression must be with a shallow smile, not a smile but a strong arc.

Once the self-esteem that is too high is touched, it will almost choke the other party's throat. The habit of liking to stand on top of others' self-esteem and look down on others has really been passed down intact.

...It's so similar to that guy Akashi.

It was also a resemblance that disgusted him.

Jiuli's anger had almost dissipated, she turned her head at a slight angle, and out of the corner of her eye, she looked at Aomine who was following her, and quickly turned back when he inadvertently raised his drooping eyelids.

How could you follow behind her...

All the aura just now was gone, and Jiuli felt that his walking pace became unsteady, and when his eyes turned to her, a layer of hairs stood up on his back keenly.

It's very uncomfortable in this situation...

Thinking of this, it seemed that the endless corridor had finally come to an end, and her room was just around the corner, Jiuli heaved a sigh of relief, walked quickly a few steps, and twisted the doorknob with a straight back, his figure quickly disappeared into the In the line of sight of Aomine who turned in after him.

Qingfeng only saw the corner of the bathrobe from the crack of the door, he clicked his tongue, she actually lived next door to his room, the voice he heard at noon was really not a hallucination.