[Black Basket] Daydream

Aomine reported his current location, and Momoi gave him a few harsh words before hanging up the phone helplessly. He complained with a "tsk" that May is getting more and more annoying, and walked towards the place where Kurashi was waiting .

With his back to him, Jiu Li was sitting on the swing, with one toe pointing to the ground, urging her to swing slowly, her back was cut into thin slices by the rays of the setting sun.

Some of the dimmed sunlight penetrated her black hair, and in the blurred light, she could only be seen as a small ball, reminding Qingfeng of shrinking herself into a ball surrounded by moonlight when she was sleeping together. of Kurashi.

...No matter what, she is really too thin, so she must be coaxed to eat well.

What Akashi Seijuro, what Kiyoshi Teppei, what old arm injury, all were forgotten.At that moment, Aomine stared at Jiuli's back, and only this thought remained in his mind.

The anger towards Jiuli just dissipated, he stood not far behind Jiuli's left side, he could see her cheek facing the afterglow of the setting sun, her unfocused eyes were as blue as sea water in a shallow sea, with rippling waves .

"Ada, Ada, do you know?"

When he was in junior high school, when his relationship with Kuri was not so close, Momoi had already started his "pursuit" of Kuri with all his strength.One night, when he was about to fall asleep, Momoi broke into his house on his own, went straight to his room on the second floor and knocked on the door until he got out of bed.

"What are you doing, Wuyue..." Qingfeng shaved his hair and opened the door, startled by Momoi's eyes glowing, "Hey, what disgusting expression do you have?"

"It's too much to say that my expression is disgusting, I'm going to sue my uncle and aunt!" Momoi rebuked him, and then gave him a hard slap on the waist, "I'm telling you, I just came back from watching a movie with Jiuchan... "

"Uh...Kuri? When did you become so close?" Aomine yawned big, with a disinterested expression, "And then?"

"Then, because I had to take a shortcut to go home, I took her through the alley we used to go through. She looked a little scared, and said that she had never stayed out so late before, and Akashi also hit her Two phone calls told her to go home early. Then I comforted her by telling her not to be afraid, and grabbed her hand..."

Aomine was about to get a headache from Momoi's unfocused babbling: "Ah, I see, let's continue."

Momoi's expression changed: "Not anymore."

"Ah?" Qingfeng was even more confused, what exactly did she want to say?

"Kuri, her hands are cold, the palms are small, and there is no meat..." Momoi gestured, "I think she must be blushing, but she retorted me that she didn't blush, and she said yes It's weird to hold someone's hand for the first time..."

Aomine couldn't understand what Momoi was going to come to his house and tell him such inexplicable things.

He also couldn't understand Momoi's feelings at that time, couldn't understand the feeling she described, and didn't know the softness and melancholy in Momoi's heart at that time.

It wasn't until later that he took those hands in his own too that he recalled fragments of memory that were somewhat distant to him.

"Her hands are cold, and her palms are small..."

Contrary to his broad and firm palm, the skin was unhealthy bluish white, and the palm was curled up and held in one hand by him, no matter how hard he tried to use the temperature of the palm, he couldn't warm her.

As if holding something important, looking at her blushing cheeks and the soft touch of her palm, she unconsciously wanted to squeeze it tightly, for fear that the strange feeling would slip away from her palm.

Qingfeng, who has a hard time dealing with complex and troublesome things like feelings, doesn't know how to express that feeling at all. He has always been a man who is used to expressing himself through actions.

"Jiuri, at that time...we were all a little impulsive, originally..." Facing Jiuli's back, Aomine said such a sentence in a strange way, and almost wanted to chop off his tongue when he realized it.

Kuri who proposed to break up and tried not to let himself cry, turned and ran away is still imprinted in his mind.

For a moment, he wanted to catch up with her, and hugged her as usual, telling her not to cry.But there was still another angry force that stopped him, his innate conceit and immature psychology, that kind of powerlessness and anger made him stand still and watch Jiuli run away.

Jiuli still didn't move, Qingfeng was wondering if she was a little angry, maybe she was made to wait in the cold wind for a long time, as Qingfeng remembered that she was very afraid of the cold.Or maybe his attitude was so bad that he offended her, after all, he also knew that Jiuli was worried about his body.

He ends up trying to apologize awkwardly.

"Just now...it was my fault, don't pay too much attention to it. If you wish, then I'll go check it out, it's fine. There's nothing wrong with it, and the injury from the junior high school has already healed. The result of the checkup must be the same , to save you and May from having to chatter for a long time."

Seeing that Kuri didn't respond at all, Aomine raised his voice slightly, although his voice was loud enough in this empty small square: "The matter between you and Akashi before, I didn't..."

Just after saying something, Qingfeng stopped as if he realized something was wrong. He took a few steps forward, almost standing behind Jiuli on the left, and called out: "Jiuri."

"Kuri!"

"...Ogata Kuri!"

Standing up as if he had just realized it, Jiuli's blank eyes swept over and stopped on him.

What happened to him just now, a person kept talking there, and said those stupid things that made people laugh.

"Did you hear me?"

"Sorry, Qingfeng-kun, I was just distracted."

Aomine's sanity probably broke right here.

"...Ogata Kuri, you are like this... again and again... every time, don't you get tired of it?!"

"If you don't want to hear it, just say it, and if you hear it, give me a reaction. If you're distracted, do you have a fresh answer? It's been like this since middle school—it's really not improved at all." Aomine felt the underestimated anger constantly clashing in his heart, even if Kuri let him yell loudly without saying a word, he couldn't calm him down at all, "Speak to me! I said you can't hear me?" When someone speaks, are you deaf?!"

Kuri just lowered her head slightly, unable to see her expression from Aomine's angle.

If the ground was a mirror, Aomine would be able to see it. At this moment, Jiuli looked almost collapsed.Those water-blue eyes that he liked very much, seemed to be broken into two pools of broken mercury at this moment, and even the pupils were slightly dilated.

It's a pity that sand and soil can never be turned into a mirror.

So Aomine Daiki will never know.

Later, when Aomine thought about this day, he always wondered, even though he would subconsciously subconsciously restrain his already irritable temper in front of Jiuli, why at that time, he couldn't restrain his anger at all.

Probably because he wanted to get Jiuli's answer too much, and couldn't bear Jiuli's ignoring him time and time again——

"Ada!!"

Aomine, whose mind was a little wandering, heard Momoi's voice calling him in a trance, but the scream was too terrified, with some sharp and angry emotion that he didn't understand, so he couldn't hear it for a while.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Momoi's pink figure, who was so far apart one second before, and ran in front of them the next.

May, this guy, didn't even run the final physical exam so fast.

Momoi rushed over with Aomine Daiki's bag, seeing Aomine's gesture of holding on to Kuri's arm, she exploded with anger, picked up the black backpack, swung her arm round, and slammed it on Aomine's shoulders. face: "Let me go!"

Qingfeng let go of his hand in pain, grabbed the shoulder strap of the backpack with one hand, and rubbed his painful face.

Momoi stepped forward and pulled Kuri into her arms, and Kuri just let the two of them move in a daze, with her chin lightly resting on Momoi's shoulder, so she could hardly feel any weight.

Trembling for some unknown reason, Jiuli stretched out his arms and hugged Momoi's back in front of him, trembling, not knowing what to say: "Mayue..."

Her voice was also erratic, as if it was about to disappear.

"It's okay, it's okay, are you cold? It won't be cold soon." Momoi hugged Jiuli in a panic, her pink eyes were filled with tears, she gritted her teeth and raised her head, staring at Aomine, "You—"

She was so angry that she stuttered a bit, unable to speak: "Qingfeng Dahui—you bastard! What were you doing just now!"

Qingfeng was shocked by Momoi's aura for a moment, he didn't speak, or didn't know what to say.

He saw Momoi's chin resting on the left side of Jiuli's ear, her voice changed from his sharp voice, but soft like a whisper: "This is enough, Jiuli, don't hide it anymore. Maybe let It's a good thing he knows."

Kuri turned her head uncomfortably, but was held tightly by Momoi, her voice was panicked: "Mayue, I can't hear you clearly, don't—"

Momoi slowly stretched out her hand, and she put her other hand over the ear on the right side of Kuri. For some reason, this action made Kuri even more uneasy.

"Ada..." Momoi called out to him, and gradually, his voice became softly crying, "Don't say it, don't say it like that again..."

Aomine had never had a premonition that worked, and at this moment the alarm bells rang out, clamoring for him not to listen to Momoi's next words.

"Jiu-chan, she... can't hear it, no matter how loud you are, even if you yell at her like you just did, she can't hear it... Even! Even if you say she is... she can't hear it at all arrive!"

Finally, Momoi's voice became hysterical, and the girl's shrill voice echoed in the empty square, passed through the gaps between the branches, and spun around with the passing wind.

This is probably the coldest winter Aomine Daiki has ever spent.

Just like the summer when he broke up with Jiuli, it was also the hottest summer that made him most irritable and disgusting in his memory.

From the third grade of middle school to the first grade of high school, from the time the two started to quarrel until now, he probably said this countless times.

"Ogata Kuri, did you hear me?!"

"You did it on purpose. If you don't want to hear it, just say it. Just pretend you don't hear it!"

"My mind wanders every time, can you give me a fresh reason!"

"Ogata Kuri, are you deaf?!"