[Black Basket] Daydream

The final test passed smoothly. When the winter vacation comes, he can sleep until he wakes up naturally, and no one will wake him up by his ears. When he wakes up, he can go to the court to find someone to play with, and occasionally meet To one or two opponents who can interest him.

For a person who only needs basketball and sleep in life - such as Daiki Aomine - this kind of life is really too good, too good to be true.

This day was the same, on a certain day during the winter vacation, when the whole of Tokyo was boiling for the coming New Year, Aomine opened one eye sleepily and glanced at the alarm clock, the hour hand had already pointed to ten.

"Hmm... is it ten o'clock?" Qingfeng lazily got up from the bed, first went downstairs to search around, and made sure that his parents who were dissatisfied with his work and rest time really didn't prepare breakfast for him, and went back to himself sleepily. room, lying on the bed in a large font.

Can I have a meal at Wuyue's house after waiting, or just eat some bread, anyway, he is the only one left at home at noon and he will continue to order takeaway...

Tsk, if Kuri was here, there would be no need to think about these issues at all.

Thinking of his girlfriend, Qingfeng finally regained consciousness.While recalling the meals that Jiuli prepared by herself, what came to mind was her smiling face, and the emotional part of her brain that basically would not be used suddenly started to work at high speed.

When Qingfeng sat up from the bed, he realized that he already missed Jiuli very much.

- want to meet.

——Going to the court together, she can watch her play basketball, or he can teach her. She practiced shooting very well before, at least her shooting percentage is much higher than that idiot Zhe.

——Or to eat something, let her cook at home, as long as it is made by her, he can eat everything.

Qingfeng has always been the type whose actions are bigger than his mind, he immediately picked up his mobile phone and dialed Jiuli's number, while waiting for the connection, his mind went blank and he couldn't think of anything.

"Hello, Daiki?" Kurashi answered the phone quickly.

"Jiu Li, let's come out and meet." Aomine said directly.

"Eh?" Jiuli was stunned for a moment, her voice hesitated, and there was some doubt, "Didn't I tell you, I'm in Kyoto now, not Tokyo."

"Huh?" Qingfeng was also stunned, he carefully recalled what Jiuli had said, but he didn't remember anything, "Why did you go to Kyoto?"

"Every year, Masamune will take me back to my home in Kyoto, and I will probably return to Tokyo after the New Year." Kuri's voice was a little apologetic, "I'm sorry, I remember saying it to May, maybe it was I forgot to tell you. We arrived in Kyoto just after the winter vacation, so there is no way to see each other."

After waking up in the morning, she found that she was abandoned by her parents, and Ome Momoi May was away early in the morning with her mother to buy new year’s goods. The store had sold out all the types of bread she liked, so she picked a new brand and it turned out to be unpalatable. .

There was no one on the court, and no one answered the phone to Heizi.

Qingfeng sat on the court and gnawed on the unpalatable bread. When he choked, he realized that he forgot to buy water, so he had to roll on the ground with his neck pinched for a while before finally swallowing it.Before the bread was finished, there were dots of icy rain falling from the top of the head, mixed with snowflakes.Although it is not big, it is cold enough to make people chill in this winter.

Kuri is far away in Kyoto, 370.55 kilometers away from Tokyo.

Qingfeng felt that this was really the most unlucky day of his winter vacation.

Jiuli hung up the phone, both secretly happy and melancholy.

It was really unexpected for her to receive a call from Aomine, but when she thought that the two of them would not be able to see each other before the New Year, she felt that the leisurely life in Kyoto was also unpleasant.

——I really want to meet you.

Instantly hooked up with Aomine's thoughts, Kuri sighed.

After the phone call, I suddenly missed him even more.

The next day, there was a lot of snow in Kyoto.

Kyoto is located in a basin, and the probability of snowfall in winter is not high. This year, unexpectedly, the first heavy snow fell before the New Year.

"It's great, we just caught up with the first snow in Tokyo and Kyoto." Kurashi and Akashi sat side by side in the tea room, watching the Japanese garden gradually covered by fine snow particles, and covered with a layer of white.

Akashi sipped his tea, didn't speak, just nodded and listened to what Kuri said.

"It's the New Year soon, and next year is the last year of junior high school. Thinking about it, time flies so fast... It's high school soon."

Akashi suddenly said, "Kuri, which high school are you going to apply for?"

"Hey, me?" Kuri touched his chin and thought, "Actually, I don't have any idea about high school, and I don't know which one is more suitable for me, but anyway, I will be in Tokyo. After all, Ikuma and Yukai are in Tokyo. , I’m definitely not worried about them.”

"I'm going to apply for Luoshan High School in Kyoto."

Jiuli was stunned: "Zheng-kun... are you coming to Kyoto?"

That way I can't go to the same school as Masamune...

Akashi saw what Kuri hadn't said at a glance: "You can come to Kyoto with me."

He naturally hopes so, but Akashi knows that the focus of Kurashi's life is basically in Tokyo, whether it's hospital work or people who can't let go, the habit of going to temples to worship parents every month is also hard to give up: " There is another year, you can think about it, staying in Tokyo is also a good choice."

"I'll think about it carefully."

Akashi still has classes in the afternoon, so after chatting with Kuri, he went to deal with the tutor.Holding the teacup, Jiuli looked at the huge snow curtain falling silently in the courtyard, his eyes were a little empty.

Slight and rhythmic footsteps came from the corridor, and the maid in kimono hurried to the door of the tea room, and handed over Jiuli's vibrating cell phone: "Miss, I have a call for you."

"Ah, thank you." Jiu Li hurriedly took it over, seeing the name of Aomine Daiki dancing and shining on it, he was pleasantly surprised, "Hello, Dahui?"

He just called yesterday, why did he call again today... According to his personality, it is absolutely impossible.

"Jiuri?" Qingfeng seemed to be outside, and Jiuli could still hear the sound of the wind passing by the microphone, "I'm lost."

"Hey, lost?" Jiuli was stunned for a moment, but didn't realize it. Even if he was really lost, he shouldn't call her in Kyoto, right?

"Dahui... Could it be that you have been with Ziyuan-kun for a long time, and you have also been infected with the road-crazy factor by him?"

"Who would be the same as that idiot Murasakihara?"

Jiuli chuckled: "Okay, okay, are there any more iconic buildings near you?"

She guessed that Qingfeng was too embarrassed to ask the police or passers-by for directions, and was even more afraid that Momoi would laugh at him when he heard the news, so he chose to call her.

While asking this, Kuri stood up, ready to go back to the room and use the computer to help Aomine check the map of Tokyo.

"Nearby... yes, a super-super luxurious mansion..."

"Big mansion? What's it like?" Kuri tried her best to recall the map of Tokyo she was familiar with.

"It has the surname 'Akashi' on it."

The hurried footsteps stopped abruptly, and Jiuli stood in the corridor, and suddenly turned his head in disbelief, his eyes passed through the long courtyard and garden, and fell on the high wall.

The Zhengjun's house in Tokyo, it's impossible, Aomine has been there before, and he knows the way.

"So... Jiuli, if you don't open the door for me, I will be buried in the snow and become a snowman."

The laughing voice transmitted through the microphone becomes a pulse signal and then loaded on the carrier wave, which is continuously sampled and quantized into a set of meaningless speech codes, which vibrates her tympanic membrane when it reaches Jiuli’s ears. , making a wonderful sound.

"you……"

Jiuli didn't know what to say after only one word, so she changed direction and walked quickly towards the door.

Walking faster and faster, the accelerated pace is no different from running. Aomine stood at the door of Akashi's house with his mobile phone in his hand, and heard Kuri's rapid breathing and footsteps on the wooden floor. The sound, thumping, coincided with the frequency of his heartbeat.

He looked at Akashi's house in front of him, and smacked his lips. Compared with Tokyo's house, the house in Kyoto added a more elegant and Japanese style. In the eyes of others, it is really imposing and has a strong sense of majesty. It is really the most difficult thing for him to deal with. come in style.

But there were people in it that he wanted to meet, so it didn't matter.

The door opened slowly, and Kurashi, who was dressed in tender green color, appeared in front of Aomine, separated by the wide street and the increasingly bitter wind and snow.

The slowly falling large snowflakes covered Jiuli's shoulders, making the tender green more delicate and vivid.

Qingfeng hung up the phone that was still on the phone, strode over and stood in front of Jiuli, he showed a big smile: "I'm here, Jiuli."

"...You idiot, you sneaked to Kyoto without telling me!" Jiuli suddenly didn't feel the cold of winter, she ran forward a few steps and threw herself into Qingfeng's arms, "Have you stayed for a long time, is it cold? cold?"

"I'm sorry, sorry, I endured it all day yesterday, and I really can't do anything today. But what did you do, you ran out after only wearing such a little." Qingfeng pressed Jiuli to his chest, wanting to use the open coat Wrap Jiuli in it, "I want to see you, so I'm here."

The butler who came to open the door but was completely ignored by the two stood at the door. He opened his mouth and then closed it weakly, but thinking that Jiuli was too cold outside, he could only bite the bullet and say: "Miss, what are you taking with you?" Come in, your friends, outside..."

It's not suitable for the two of you to talk about love...

Speaking of which, you and your boyfriend are like this, Master Seijuro, do you know...

Qingfeng sat in the reception room, he stretched his legs with his hands on the ground behind him, and yawned.

A servant with lowered eyebrows brought a cup of tea, he didn't want to look at it at all, and continued to lie lazily on the floor, waiting for Jiuli to come out.

——So, he really couldn't cope with such an atmosphere.

What kind of tea to serve? Is it okay for him to prefer sports drinks to tea?

It was said that Akashi was studying other courses, and Aomine didn't bother to make a detour to greet him, so he was going to take Kuri out for a walk, wherever he wanted.

Jiu Li changed into a down jacket, wrapped herself tightly with three layers inside and outside, wrapped in a white fluffy scarf and gloves of the same color, and tremblingly stepped out of the door with Aomine.

"Where does Daiki want to go?" Pulling the scarf to the tip of his nose to cover half of his cheeks, Kuri only showed two blue eyes from between the hat and scarf, looking at Aomine, "The snowy Kyoto also has a special flavor. "

"Well, whatever you want, just take me to see where you usually like to go." Qingfeng shrank his neck and took a deep breath, "Why is it so cold?"

"Because of the terrain, winter in Kyoto is always very cold." Seeing women wearing brightly colored kimonos on the street, visiting with gift boxes, Jiu Li sighed, "They are not afraid of the cold, I’m so envious, I also want to go out shopping in kimonos, I always feel my body is going to be stiff after wearing so many kimonos in winter.”

"That guy in May can still wear short skirts in winter...you can forget about it." Aomine put his arms around Kuri who was like a ball of hair, "Just find an air-conditioned place to sit."

...Speaking of which, Kurashi usually likes to go to places with air conditioning.

Sitting on the soft cushion, Qingfeng silently adjusted his sitting posture, lying on the tatami mat in the small independent cubicle, holding his chin to watch Jiuli open the curtain and come in with a few books.

As if amused by Aomine's idle posture, Jiuli rolled his eyes: "Sorry, shouldn't I have brought you here?"

Aomine's demeanor and actions are really incompatible with the library.

"It's okay, look at you, I didn't have any other business when I came to Kyoto." Qingfeng changed his position and continued to lie on the ground.

Jiuli put the book on the low table in front of him, and as soon as he turned the first page, he felt something fluffy rub against his leg.

She looked down and almost laughed out loud, Aomine, who never slept on tatami, was probably tired from lying down, so she lay down on Kuli's knees as a pillow.

Looking up, she saw Jiuli smiling, and Qingfeng glared at her: "What are you laughing at?"

"No, I was just wondering if Daiki would be boring to you. In fact, you can go to the magazine section to search, maybe you can find a photo of Mai Horikita." Kurashi managed to hold back his smile, so Seriously.

"You guy——" Qingfeng frowned after being teased by her, "I can't find it! And whoever would come to the library to borrow a photobook will be regarded as a pervert!"

"Hush——" Jiuli quickly raised his fingers to make him whisper, although there is only a curtain blocking the door, it is not good to disturb people outside or other rooms, "Okay, okay, I I'm not kidding you anymore."

"You are really becoming more and more lawless..." Qingfeng still muttered while resting his pillow on Jiuli's leg.He suddenly felt a little sleepy, and the quiet and gentle atmosphere around him made him relax, and his eyelids gradually became heavy.

In the field of vision, Jiuli's pointed chin and the thin wrist turning the pages gradually blurred, and the rustling sound of the pages became the best lullaby.

When Qingfeng was about to fall asleep, he vaguely saw Jiuli stretching out his hand to cover his eyes, covering the bright sunlight outside the window, and there was a dim yellow darkness in front of his eyes.

Closing his eyes safely, he murmured "Good afternoon" in his throat, and fell into a deep sleep.

The author has something to say: something was delayed tonight, the update is late, sorry.

It's probably the first time I've said it since the opening of the pit, and it might be the last time. Even if I do it, I don't have to be cheeky to beg you. If you have any thoughts or opinions on the article, please let me know.

I really don't want to worry about whether you will like it or make you feel bad after updating happily, but in the end I find that no one wants to talk to me at all.Every time after updating, I look at the message area, and in such a silent environment, I update quietly by myself, scroll through the comments, and finally I can only continue to code, hoping that someone will respond to me in the next chapter.

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