[Black Basket] Daydream

It was a street basketball court in summer, and Kuri had just returned from the hospital, and was shocked by the unchanging diagnosis and treatment results. She asked the driver of Akashi's family to go home first, and walked slowly along the street by herself.

The noisy summer of cicadas is annoying.

Even the smile that he could barely hold on all the time couldn't be maintained anymore.

Just after passing a big tree, he heard the chirping of birds above his head, Jiuli raised his head, and the sunlight shining through the emerald green branches and leaves floated in the air, making his eyes glaring and uncomfortable for a moment.

A fluffy ball unsteadily rolled down from the branch, and the cry of the bird suddenly became louder. Before he could recognize it clearly, he subconsciously took a few steps forward, reaching out to catch the ball that looked like a baby bird. little things.

With the girl's exclamation and the sound of something roaring towards him, Kurashi managed to catch the baby bird. The next second, he saw the basketball attacking in front of him, and hurriedly stepped back a few steps unsteadily.

Wiping his hair and hitting the big tree behind him with a loud noise, the basketball rolled away.Kuri couldn't stand still, and sat down on the ground all of a sudden.

"Da, you idiot!" The girl who ran over in a panic had a pretty face, her long pink hair was hanging over her shoulders, and her pink eyes were fixed on Jiuli who was on the ground, "I'm so sorry, are you injured?" ?”

"It's okay, it's not your problem, I ran out suddenly." Jiuli was also taken aback, she smiled and shook her head, relieved that she was not hit by the basketball, and carefully put the ball under her arm Holding the baby bird in the palm of his hand.

"Ah, what a cute little bird~" Momoi's gaze was immediately attracted, she turned her eyeballs left and right following Kuri's movements, trembling at the cute baby bird trembling in the palm of Kuri, " Can, can I touch its head? Just a touch, please!"

Jiuli declined Qingfeng's help who was still standing beside him, staggered to stand up, and held the baby bird in front of Momoi: "This is not my bird, although I don't have the qualifications to allow you, but I still...please."

Momoi's whole body was trapped in the pink bubble, her eyes dreamily looked down at the baby bird that was pecking at Kuri's finger with its not-so-hard beak, and stroked the top of its head with trembling fingers.

"Don't you want to be so excited, May, your saliva is about to flow down..." Qingfeng next to him curled his lips and complained.

"Shut up, Ada, if she hadn't come running over, your ball might hit it, apologize to me quickly! It doesn't matter if it's her or Xiaoniao!" Momoi raised her voice and grabbed Qingfeng squeezed his arm hard.

"You! Oh, it hurts, let go, you idiot!" Qingfeng groaned in pain, but turned his gaze to the young bird with brown, yellow and black hairs, the round ball nestled in the girl's white palm is really cute.

The girl's palms had light lines, her wrists were extremely slender and fragile, and her rounded nails were slightly bluish white.

An overly fair complexion, as if the sun was shining through her palms, was astonishingly dazzling, and was coated with a layer of warm gold in the air with fine golden dust.

Somehow, Qingfeng's focus was on something other than the young bird.

Holding the baby bird in her arms, Jiuli faced the two people who were constantly bickering and were very interested in the bird. She retracted her arms indiscriminately, and she was still a little tired from holding it all the time.

I don't know if Qingfeng was annoyed by Momoi's noise, he sighed, and perfunctorily nodded the young bird's head with calloused fingers, rubbing it up and down: "I'm sorry, I almost hit you just now. "

"..." Jiuli pursed her lips tightly and swallowed back a muffled laugh.Such a tall boy apologizing to the young bird...

It's really cute.

Kurashi was awakened by the sound of birdsong outside the window.

After a deep sleep all night, Aomine Daiki was still in the dream. The more harmonious the two of them looked in the dream, it would only make Jiuli feel more uncomfortable after waking up.

Beside her, Momoi was still asleep, lying on her side with her hands folded on her chest, she looked exactly the same as when they first met in the dream.

Trying not to disturb Momoi, Jiuli relaxed his movements and lifted the quilt to get out of bed, stepping on the wooden floor with bare feet, there was a bone-chilling coolness unique to the early morning.

Standing on the balcony and stretching, Jiuli leaned on the railing and looked around. The mountains in the early morning were still a little hazy, and the blue sky in the distance was still a little misty.She inadvertently looked down, and what caught her eyes was Hirakoba-sensei and Miura Sema standing at the door of the hotel.

Miura was carrying a large box in his hand, and stood facing Pingguchang with his head bowed, his shoulders trembling.

Ping Guzha patted him on the shoulder, said something unknown, and then Miura pulled the big suitcase and walked towards the way he came from.

Jiuli looked at the two of them suspiciously, Miura's leaving back was very lonely, and an inexplicable premonition rose from the bottom of her heart.

When it was time for class, Miura was nowhere to be found.The desk behind him was empty, and the desk that was stuffed with materials and notes had been cleaned up, except for a used-up water-based pen lying in the corner.

The other students obviously didn't know where Miura was going, but seeing that all the teachers, including Mr. Hirakoba, didn't ask him, they thought it was because he asked for leave.

Kuri didn't think so, she seemed preoccupied all day long, and Momoi asked her worriedly several times.

"Huh? That Miura Sema?" Momoi asked in surprise, "But isn't this matter already over?"

"I wanted it to end, but the development of the matter probably wasn't what I expected." Kuri frowned in distress and sighed.

To say who controls the development of the matter, there is no doubt that there is only one person.

The only one who can do this is him.

But how did he know? Even Teacher Heiguchang didn't know anything about the relationship between her and Miura, let alone Momoi and Aomine who were with her at the time, it was even more impossible for these two people to tell him up.

Kurashi's doubts didn't last that long.

After chatting for a while, Momoi was hastily called away by members of the basketball team, and Kurashi sat in the courtyard for a while.

It is always easy to think too much when alone, not to mention that she dreamed of meeting Qingfeng for the first time in the morning.

Even if the breakup is unstoppable, she herself is very clear about that feeling.

There is absolutely no way to let go, she really...

Jiu Li tightened his fingers on the railing of the gazebo, then slowly lifted it up and covered it in front of his eyes.

She likes Aomine Daiki, very, very much.

But why did the two of them come to this point...

Sure enough, it was because, as Aomine said, he was already tired of her.

Lost in his own thoughts, Kuri didn't hear the footsteps behind him.Until a hand was lightly placed on her shoulder, Jiuli was startled, screamed in a low voice and quickly retreated a few steps, only to see that the person who came was Shimizu Kazumi.

Putting his hands on his chest and gasping for breath, Jiuli managed to calm down his frightened mood: "Senior Shimizu, what's the matter with you?"

"I'm sorry, because I called you several times and didn't respond, did I scare you?" Qing Shui's expression was still very cold, even though he said caring words on his mouth, he didn't have any convincing force at all.

Sometimes Kuri really felt that Noriko Suzumiya might be the cutest person in the preparatory class this time, at least she was easy to understand, and she didn't always look like other people with ulterior motives.

Well, the fact that the mouth is relatively damaged is also a headache.

"It's okay, I'm too engrossed." Jiuli smiled slightly, feeling very strange in her heart, after all, she and Shimizu Kazumi haven't spoken a word since they came here.

Why did you come here to find yourself on purpose?

Shimizu Kazumi didn't look at Jiuli's expression, but shifted his gaze to the blooming flowers in the garden.The flowers with their petals stretched out have a layer of moonlight, but they have a completely different beauty from the daytime.

Qing Shui sighed: "Ogata, are you willing to persuade Akashi-kun?"

Jiuli was stunned for a moment, and she couldn't help scanning Shimizu and Mizumi up and down with appraising eyes, as if seeing her for the first time.But the words in his mouth were soft but firm.

"I'm sorry, Shimizu-senpai, all of Zheng-kun's decisions are correct. It's impossible for me to persuade him not to do anything."

"It's not good to be so resolute even though you don't know what's going on. If you say that, you think it's correct that he informed Hirakoba-sensei without permission to exclude Miura Sema from this preparatory class. Is it?" Shimizu finally shifted his gaze to Jiuli, "I can see that you don't want to pursue this matter, do you?"

Ah, what a surprise.It's no wonder that Bu Zhengjun knew about this, and there was an unexpected reporter standing here.

"Since Shimizu-senpai didn't want such an incident to happen, why did she tell Zheng Jun at that time?"

Shimizu was silent for a while, and her voice was calm and cold: "Because I am obliged to inform Akashi-kun everything I know about your stay in the preparatory class. I hope you can persuade him, because I From a personal point of view, I don’t want Miura to lose this rare opportunity because of this incident.”

After saying this, Shimizu suddenly smiled when seeing Kuri's expression.

The girl has delicate eyebrows, and the occasional smile on her usually indifferent face is actually very beautiful.

"Looking at you like this, you don't remember me at all, you have forgotten a lot of things, Kuli."

She seems to have to accept a lot of information tonight.

Hearing what Shimizu Kazumi said, Jiuli only felt a sudden pain in her temples, she actually didn't want to pay attention to Shimizu, and she was not interested in the "things she forgot" she said.

After all, if Akashi Seijuro is involved, it is absolutely impossible for her to stand on the opposite side of him, let alone say "persuade him".

The only one who can do this is Zhengjun.

Although this method is too rough, and her daily situation seems to be completely controlled by Akashi Seijuro without her knowledge, it is creepy to think about it.

But even if these are superimposed, they can't change her mind.

"I never liked you since I was a child." Qing Shui and Mei paused, "I still do now."

Jiuli is confused now, she looked at Shimizu and Kazumi puzzled, she can be sure that this is the first time the two have met.But from what she said, could it be that the two have known each other since childhood?

"...Shimizu-senpai, did you recognize the wrong person?" Kuri asked seriously after thinking about it with a straight face.

"..." The corner of Qingshui's mouth moved slightly, his expression remained unchanged, and there was already a look of disgust in his eyes, "So it's not that I misunderstood the person, but that you don't remember me. Jiuli, our parents are college classmates, and they work in our respective schools. Afterwards, we still had a good relationship. Although we didn’t grow up together, we did know each other since we were young.”

Hearing Shimizu mentioned her parents, Kuri's expression finally changed.

"The accident in elementary school was also the same. Not only your parents, but also my parents died in that serial car accident. It was a family trip agreed by the two families at that time, and I had a fever at the time, so I stayed at home." Said At this point, Qing Shui's expression was a little ethereal, "And you, because you were in the car with your parents, after your parents died on the spot, you were seriously injured and sent to the hospital for treatment—"

Jiuli raised her eyes and looked directly at Shimizu Kazumi who was half a head taller than her: "Shut up."

"Don't talk about them in that tone."

The sobbing voice from the depths of his throat was chaotic and full of unwillingness, but Shimizu's expression was completely opposite to his tone, calm to indifferent: "Then, you were taken away by the Akashi family, and I was working hard to survive in this world." Survival, even the opportunity to attend the preparatory class this time was arranged by Akashi-kun because I wanted me to take care of you secretly. Kurai, every time, there will be someone standing in front of you, trying to protect you. And I... …Nothing at all……"

"If, if my parents were still there, they would definitely not let me live like this..."

The girl lowered her head, clenched her fists tightly, and big tears rolled down to the ground.

Jiuli stood in front of Shimizu, and after a while, she took out a handkerchief from her pocket and put it in Shimizu's hand.

"Wipe your tears clean." She turned around and turned her back to Qing Shui: "I really don't remember, many things have been forgotten, but so what. Now that no one protects you, even if you cry until tears flow Do it, no one will take pity on you, and neither will I."

"Tears are never for others to see. Wipe them clean. Don't tell Mr. Zheng what happened tonight, and don't mention anything for me to persuade him. He won't know."

"But if there is a next time, I won't guarantee it."

The weakening crying of the girl behind her dissipated in the night wind, and the back of Jiuli's departure was very straight, and her expression was as flat as if nothing had happened.