shining moment

The breath of midsummer lingers throughout Kanagawa, and the magpies on the branches are also very active.

The afternoon sun scorched the asphalt road, as if it had been melted by the heat. Pedestrians under various umbrellas on the road looked sleepy, wiping the sweat slowly flowing from their faces and necks, and complaining about the noon In hot weather, if you directly expose yourself to the sun, it will probably turn red in a short while.

The lawns and trees on the campus are lush and full of vitality under the nourishment of midsummer.

The light with summer temperature shining on the boys and girls by the window exudes the smell of sunshine.

The blue-haired boy sitting in the back row of the classroom was engrossed in the book. His hand that was writing his homework suddenly stopped. After staring at the homework for a long time, he rubbed the back of his head with his hand again.After thinking for a while to no avail, the boy had no choice but to ask the person in front for help, "An Tian!"

"What?" The black-haired girl in the front row who was concentrating on her homework turned around after hearing this.

"What should I do here?" The boy pointed to a question in the homework book with his pen.

"Ah, wait," the girl turned around, flipped through her textbook, then faced the boy, pointed to a formula on a certain page with a pen and said, "Look, just use the formula on this page. , and then it’s like this... um... If you continue to calculate like this, you will get the result." The girl quickly wrote down a few lines of calculation process on the white paper, answering the boy's doubts.

A young man who knows that he is still far behind in his studies, he uses his spare time to calm down and make up for the homework that he left behind. Quickly grasp the essentials under the careful explanation.

On the morning of the weekend, the sky has not yet been fully reflected by the morning sun to reflect the light of the day, the green grass on the street is still glowing with dew, and the street lamp standing beside it is playing its afterglow with a cool temperature.Xia Chan's high and low calls resounded through the corners of the street, accompanied by the regular steps of the blue-haired boy, leaped across the silent streets, passed through familiar street corners, drifted into the slightly misty Mid-air; at this time, the girl was sinking deeply in the soft bed in the bedroom, frowning, turned over, wrapped tightly in the soft and smooth quilt, and continued to sleep.

In the Xiangbei basketball hall in the morning, the players started a day of basketball practice. Because the final exam was approaching, the basketball club also had to reduce the usual training.There is still some time before the national competition that will start during the summer vacation. At that time, Xiangbei only needs to conduct summer training before the national competition. There is still more than enough time.

On the basketball court, the boy was seriously training. He started jogging early in the morning, and then continued shooting practice until the present boy, with tiny and dense beads of sweat on his face, the boy was focused on Wanting to get back to the original good state and make up for the long time that was left behind; the girl at home slightly opened her eyelids, rubbed her eyes lightly, walked to the window with bare feet, and opened her eyes. After removing the heavy curtains that blocked the sunlight, the window was opened, and the warm summer wind blew in. With the flow of the wind, fresh air was exchanged. After taking a few deep breaths, the girl in front of the window stretched again. Waist, this is how the day started.

It was almost noon, the morning training of the basketball team had just ended, several players went home, and a few stayed to continue practicing, and the blue-haired boy had to leave the basketball gym because of his studies, and walked on the way home; The girl in the house was eating her lunch slowly, and the inaudible sound of the collision of porcelain bowls and chopsticks echoed in the living room.

Da-da-da, the boy took out the silver key and turned the door lock. After opening the door, he said to his parents at home, "I'm back!" Back to the warm family of three, the mother was busy in the kitchen, walked You can smell the good smell of rice, and my father reads the newspaper as always.

The boy dragged his tired body upstairs, took a change of clothes, opened the door of the bathroom, stepped into the cubicle, and the whole water-blue space came into view, which instantly relaxed his body a lot. After exercising all morning, the boy turned the switch, and the warm water slowly overflowed from the shower, flowing through every part of the boy's skin, gently washing away the sweat all over his body, and the transparent water flowed all the way to the tiled sink Draw a beautiful vortex.

Above the vortex of the sink, is the water flowing from the kitchen pipe, with a sound of huh... huh... huh, and a slightly lower temperature, flowing through the girl's pale hands, rinsing the bowl in the sink with a sense of coolness. chopsticks.The girl who had eaten was cleaning the dishes. After cleaning the kitchen, she was tidying up the empty living room.

The girl returned to the kitchen. After boiling a pot of water, she chose a type of tea from the display window. After brewing, she placed it on the tea table, steaming happily.After pouring himself a cup of tea, he picked up a book, held it in his hand, and sat quietly in front of the window separated by a white curtain to read it quietly.

"I'm going out!" The young man's clear voice crossed the door, and he walked outside the house in a few steps.The dark red T-shirt carried a burst of fresh warmth, and the boy walked steadily along several very familiar paths. It was the same as a few years ago, and there were hardly any major changes. The time is just a moment in the blink of an eye.

In the evening many years ago, a boy who was still in junior high school was entrusted with homework for a classmate recuperating at home because of the proximity of his home. At that time, the boy found that leaving his home was only a few turns away.

It was a certain evening in the first grade of junior high school, the boy first came to the single-family courtyard with the house number of Yasuda's surname, although at the beginning, because of the teacher's entrustment, the boy had to face the possible problems. The elder brother of the Yasuda family that he met was a little scary, although the boy had only seen it a few times from a distance.

Fortunately, I didn't see her at that time. In fact, strictly speaking, the boy has never met face to face until now. It seems that there has always been only the girl in such a huge house.The ignorant young man at that time couldn't help asking the other party under the trend of curiosity, but he got a weak answer from the girl, who was often away because of busy work.

When the boy was in junior high school, he was deeply impressed by the elder brother of the Yasuda family. At that time, he was a young man who had already made some achievements.Even in the eyes of the teenagers and teachers, it seems that the girl who is good enough and well-behaved still cannot get the affirmation of her brother. Facing the strict brother, the always quiet and well-behaved girl just lowered her head, clasped her hands, and quietly stand aside.

I don't know how long it took, when the girl's pale fingers took another page of paper, the doorbell rang, and the girl walked quickly to the door, and when she opened the door, she saw that she had made an appointment for tutoring earlier. teenager.

"Mitsui", the girl greeted softly.

"Yasuda. Excuse me." After lunch at home, the boy came to Yasuda Morisaka's home, put on the slippers that the other party had left at the entrance, and walked in the empty room. I envied the girls at that time, thinking that if no one cares, it must be very free.

Today’s teenagers see the monochromatic walls, simple decoration, only girls’ shoes in the shoe box at the door, and single tableware in the kitchen. When they see this unpopular house, it is inevitably quiet. Lonely, but it is inevitable to touch the seemingly stubborn and forbearing girl in front of him, and the young man who has not yet figured out how to speak, decided not to mention this topic for the time being.

The soft touch of the slippers under the feet, lightly stepping on the dark wooden floor, the fresh fragrance of tea wafting from the nose, watching the warm tea poured from the teapot, with a slight mist.

"Antian...Antian..." the young man whispered.

When the girl was pouring water, she seemed to hear the boy calling her name, so she raised her head in doubt and looked at the boy who had just sat down.

The boy took out his book and asked, "Well, we also have a player named Yasuda in our basketball team. His name is Yasuharu Yasuda, do you know him?"

"Eh?" The girl thought about it carefully, "Well...it shouldn't be a relative, I haven't heard of it before, two Yasuda Sangga? Well, what a coincidence..."

"Well, Yasuda-san and Yasuda-san..."

"Then, just call me Senmata. In this way, you won't feel a strange sense of disobedience just because you call two Yasudas." The tone of the girl's words made it hard to hear.

The sunlight outside the window is pouring into the house, revealing the heat of summer, accompanied by the words written on the tip of the pen, and the low-pitched explanation, compared with the usual TV with only the sound of the TV, it is more popular.

"Is math first..."

"Here's the method...and then..."

"This kind of question is another way..."

There is not much tea left in the pot, and it has long lost its original temperature. When it slides into the mouth, it brings a cool touch in summer.

The sunlight slantly extended the shadows under the electric poles on the roadside to the distance at an oblique angle. After singing twice, a few companion birds on the electric poles flapped their wings and flew to the west, reflecting in the The tiny shadows on the road also moved to the west and gradually disappeared. A few floating clouds in the sky moved slowly with orange brilliance under the dip of the setting sun.

"Well, let's stop here today." The girl glanced at the sky outside the window. It was almost dinner time, and it was almost time for tutoring to end.

Saturday’s cram school ended in the evening, and the number of pedestrians on the way home gradually increased. They walked in groups of three or four, and the originally cold street became lively. Housewives with vegetable baskets exchanged ideas. Daily life chores and cooking experience, the faintly visible stars and the white moon are printed in the red sky.

The author has something to say: This chapter was really written after a long time of entanglement. I have thought about the plot for a long time, and I will soon write the national competition. I am a little excited when I think about it.