[Kuroko's basketball] Tomato balls

>>> [Crystal Ball. ]

After returning home, I met my mother who was about to go out.She was dressed in plain clothes, holding a bouquet of lightly colored carnations in her hand.

"Where are you going?" I asked knowingly, but I still opened my mouth.

"Kanagawa." Mom said concisely, subconsciously reaching out and gently stroking her curly hair that had just been permed recently.

I drooped my eyelids and drew circles on the ground with my toes aggrieved: "I want to go too."

"The exam is coming soon. There will be opportunities in the future. Let's go next time." My mother comforted me softly, but her soft words were firm and authoritative.

It wasn't the first time I was rejected, I slumped my shoulders and nodded sadly.

The crystal ball that Kise gave me half a year ago is now placed in the most conspicuous position on the desk. It turned out that when we were in love with Kise, we intentionally or unintentionally concealed it from our parents, and the little gifts we gave each other had to be hidden, but After that, no matter how blatantly I placed the souvenirs with his memory in the sight of my parents, they would just laugh it off and regard it as my most immature nostalgia.

I gently pressed the switch of the crystal ball, and the cheerful music of "Merry Christmas" rang in my ears.The colorful lights shone in response to the music, shining brightly in the crystal ball.The two villains in the center raised their small faces to look at the falling white snowflakes, with silly but overly happy smiles at the corners of their mouths.

I closed the crystal ball, and all the brilliance faded from the face of the villain in an instant, as if it was just a colorful dream. When I woke up, everything was over, and even the traces of their existence were completely obliterated. no longer exists.

I lay down in front of the crystal ball, looking at my lonely face reflected on the surface of the ball.I stretched out my hand and slowly stroked the surface of the crystal ball with my fingertips, but only the unique coldness of winter came from my fingertips and reached my heart.

"Lianta," I frowned, and gently withdrew my finger, a drop of water suddenly landed on the tip of my nose.I looked up, but saw that there was still a piece of dry black ash outside the window, and there was no sign of rain, "I miss you."

>>>[I heard. ]

When he pushed open the door of his brother's room, he was holding a bunch of photobooks with great interest, and he thought it was his mother when he heard the door open, and hurriedly hid the photobooks behind him.The moment he saw that it was me, he breathed a sigh of relief, and spread the magazine in front of his eyes again.

"What's the matter, my dear sister?"

"A little unhappy," I pulled out the chair and sat down beside him, with my head resting on the back of the chair, lowered my eyes and quietly staring at the wooden floor reflecting the incandescent light, "Hurry up and untie me."

"Where is it my turn to explain it, you go to that boy Ryota." The elder brother stretched out his hand to pick his ears disapprovingly, and suddenly remembered something, and his movements suddenly stopped.

I looked at him with sadness in my eyes.

"That's right, they moved two days ago," the elder brother propped his head on his hands, muttering thoughtfully to himself, "He's in the hospital in Kanagawa?"

"Well, yes." I nodded, "I want to see him, I don't know if he is doing well. But..." I bit my lip and fell silent.

I heard that when he was just hospitalized, he was lying on the hospital bed, wrapped up like a mummy, but he still smiled brightly like a fool.

It is said that his leg injury is not serious enough to affect future basketball games. He can still run, jump, and continue his basketball dream.

It is said that the day after the bandage was removed, he sneaked out of the hospital through the window and got an ear pierced in a shop, above his left ear.

I heard that the first earring he bought had an English word—Reborn—written beautifully in cursive English.

Heard, heard, heard.

After that, everything about him was just hearsay, and it took several twists and turns before finally reaching my heart.I can describe his smiling appearance according to the sunshine, and I can also imagine his side face with earrings according to the photo taken by Nanakusa when he was condolences to him on behalf of the class.I rely on all the memories of him and me in the past ten years, as if I can really make up for the life that he has been absent for these years.

But, after all... I stretched out my hand and gently untied the red hair tie he gave me.The hair band lay quietly in the palm of his hand, very well-behaved and very quiet.

After all, he is not by my side.

I also went to the hospital to visit him with my parents. I used to write down every road, every fork, and every road sign that I passed from the station to the hospital, thinking that I would be able to set foot alone to find him in the future. his way.

However, we arrived at the hospital just as he had just fallen asleep.I gently put down a bouquet of narcissus in front of his hospital bed, and stared intently at his somewhat childish sleeping face, his slightly fluttering nose wings, and his clear and shallow breathing.The light shone on him mercilessly from the window, and he was still alive—this was the greatest tribute I have ever met, and it even made people burst into tears in an instant.

I didn't wait until he woke up, and my mother hurriedly left in the name of my heavy studies.Kise's mother didn't stop us, she just smiled gently and waved to us.Before I left, I looked back for the last time. The bunch of fresh narcissus in front of his hospital bed turned my head, and the flower shadow fell on his eyebrows and eyes.

After that, I remember editing a long, long email to him.It took almost one night to type it out, but it took several nights to delete and delete. Finally, I finally sent the long letter of concern and apology, but I didn’t have time to wait for the reply. It was confiscated in the name of studies.

I also remember the expression on my mother's frowning eyebrows, pointing to my depressing grades.Everywhere I looked, there was a shocking blood red: "You don't want to just take Seirin's exam, do you?" I remember the first time my mother looked at me with a sad expression, and asked, "Anyway, it's impossible for Xiude to... Tonghuang is going to charge, right?"

"Well... yes." I turned my face away guiltily, but I dare not tell my mother the school I really want to go to.

I don't know if he saw that email - he must have.What expression will he show, and what mood will he remember me with?Will he turn on his phone under the starry sky in Kanagawa, and let the phone's fluorescence illuminate his overly delicate face? Leave a string of text?

Why not make a phone call, at least one call.I looked away and stared quietly at the phone in the corner of the room.It lies there quietly, one year, two years, ten years, still the same.It also witnessed my encounter and acquaintance with him, and every step of my growth with him seemed to be reflected in its eyes.But why, now it can't send out a joyful song, bringing that longing from the distant Kanagawa to the bottom of my heart?

"Well, don't be lovesick." My brother stood up, finally showing a little bit of an elder brother, raised his hand and patted me on the shoulder, "It's your man, and he will come back."

>>>[To be continued. ]

On the day I received the notice from Haichang, we ushered in the first snow this winter.

In Haichang's self-organized recruiting process, I unexpectedly performed exceptionally well.Maybe the previous written test results were not satisfactory, but in the final interview, the examiner asked me such a question - "What kind of person do you want to be in three years' time?"

After thinking for a moment, I stood up. "Three years later, I hope that I can become a person who knows how to cherish."

I thought, maybe this is the sound I started with—just like the Reborn engraved on Kise's left ear.This is not only his rebirth, but also our nirvana.

Perhaps, it's time to grow from that willful and tricky child who only knows how to spend money to a tolerant and gentle person.

During the speech, Kise's face with a regretful smile flashed in my mind repeatedly.I never want to see his expression at that time, never want to hear his words at that time—and I swear, I will never let him show a sad expression again.

Maybe the road to happiness is doomed to be bumpy and rugged, but I would like to walk forward with him step by step and cherish every step—step by step, towards the tomorrow we look forward to.

Perhaps there will inevitably be discordant voices, and it is inevitable that there will be countless pairs of malicious eyes.It is inevitable to feel bored, tired, and confused about the future.However, I will still hold his hand with his favorite smile.

If one person's strength is not enough to deal with this unpredictable world—then maybe two people are enough.I want to be the one who will always be by his side, the one who will accompany him until the end of the world.

The nostalgic past, the cherished present, and the longed-for future.

Every time in my life, I want to have him present.

When I finished the last sentence of my speech, there was a calm applause.I saw a smile welling up in the examiner's eyes, he stood up and nodded to me.The smile in those bright eyes was vaguely saying to me——

"Welcome to Haichang."

Holding the envelope engraved with Haichang's school emblem, I forgot to shed tears of excitement.I raised my head, and suddenly met a shining snowflake that was falling in the air.It flutters, spins in the air, and circles around, as if it is performing a beautiful dance.I stretch out my hand, and it sleeps peacefully in my palm, turning into a handful of clear water.

The pine trees beside the playground are still standing tall.And the clear snow fell all over it.

Today is Christmas Eve.I muttered to myself.

Walking slowly out of the auditorium following the flow of people, the snow fell more and more wantonly.The students around gave out soft admiration, everything seemed to coincidentally overlap with today a year ago.When I raised my head, it was the shining snowflakes falling all over the sky, dyed with the faint light, and it was like the sweet and delicious manna falling from the sky in the Bible.Stretching away from our feet is a piece of pure white.Before people have time to leave even one footprint on this piece of natural and carefully crafted artwork, everything that is familiar to them in front of them suddenly becomes another landscape in a trance.

By coincidence, I left the flow of people and walked in another direction.

A year ago, I remember clearly that I once accumulated a head of white snowflakes under the tallest pine tree, waiting for Huang Lai's return.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier.I walked slowly, and what fell into my eyes was the cherry trees with bare branches first. When they bloomed enthusiastically again, it was time for us to say goodbye.The cedar trees fall next to the cherry trees, and under the row of cedar trees, there is a small pond, which has been covered with fine ice, but I seem to be able to see its calm surface through the frozen surface. Little ripples from above.The footsteps continued to move forward, and finally, rows of pine trees standing upright came into view.They are still proudly stretching their branches and leaves, which is the greenery in winter and a tribute to life.Above their heads is the watery winter sky, and what falls gently on their shoulders is crystal clear white snow.

The white snow and icicles blowing in front of me slapped my face, which felt cold and slightly tingling, and I couldn't help squinting my eyes.The black ponytail wrapped with a red hair band flew up in the wind, and the white scarf around his neck was also dancing against the snow.

I continue to move forward, the destination has not yet been reached.

From a distance, I saw the pine tree that I used to wait for Huang Lai.A year of wind, frost, rain and snow, it still stands proudly, as if motionless.How long has it stood here, and how many joys and sorrows has it witnessed?I don't know, maybe we are just a passer-by in its long life, and our whispers under the pine tree are just a small nick in its dense annual rings.

However, on this day, it seemed that even this pine tree showed a different posture in the snowy light.Under the shining light of the translucent snow, I saw the five-color ribbon fluttering on the pine tree.Getting closer, and getting closer, a light pink ribbon detached from the branch and was carried away by the wind.I stretched out my hand and grabbed the ribbon, it lay quietly in my hand, just like the headband that Kise gave me that year was so quiet and cute.

At that time, I could see clearly the two words written on the ribbon with a beautiful brush calligraphy - Daji.

I was slightly taken aback, and stepped forward on the snow.Running shoes step on the thin snow, but they can also make a crisp sound of "Kara Kala".I quickened my pace, and then I almost ran under the pine tree.I stood on tiptoe, and those ribbons seemed to be tied for me, fluttering just where I could touch them as soon as I tiptoed.

On this light green ribbon - it's Daji.

On that dark purple ribbon—it's Daji.

I collected the ribbons I had seen in my hands, and eagerly reached out to pick more ribbons.

Good luck.

Good luck.

Good luck.

……

There were more and more ribbons in his hands, and warm tears accumulated in his eyes at some point, swirling desperately.Finally, I reached for the top ribbon—bright yellow, like his bright hair.However, this ribbon seems to be really high, even if I tiptoe hard, I can't touch it.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from behind me towards the bright yellow ribbon.I was slightly taken aback, and raised my head to look at the hand. It was a slender and beautiful hand with distinct bones.With the light of the snow, it seems as if you can see the subtle lines and the faint blue color on this hand.The ribbon fell gently, and I quickly reached out to catch it.

Lying on top of that is no longer Daji.

But -

"I am back."

Tears finally came out of my eyes at that moment, I turned around, raised my head, and looked at the face I had been missing for a long time.His smile is still the same, never changing, but the silver earring shining on his left ear reminds me all the time of the new life we ​​have gained.

Thank you for everything you have given me.

Thank each other for being alive.

Thank you God for giving us the most beautiful encounter and the most beautiful ten years.

I will definitely cherish everything I have.

I will live up to the oath I made.

I will definitely accompany him until the end of my life.

Facing the flying snow all over the sky, I stretched out my hand to him.

In the name of the Son, the Father, and the Holy Spirit.

Amen.

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This is the end.

The end of the whole play, the postscript of the next chapter.