[Black Blue] I'm sorry, I love you

Some people say that as long as you work hard, there is hope, but what should you do if after hard work, instead of hope, you are greeted with deeper despair?

The final venue of the Winter Cup, where everything ends.

Heizi followed the team slowly into the arena. Although his face was still expressionless, his heart was complicated. He habitually looked to the left, and it was empty. No one even noticed that he was behind the team.

Sure enough, it is still too dependent, which is not a good sign.

"Beep..." The phone stood in his pocket, Heizi stopped, took out the phone and opened the mail on it, his eyes were shocked for a moment, then he closed the phone as if nothing had happened, and took a few steps to catch up with the one in front. Reiko.

"Coach, I have something to go out for a while."

"Huh? The game is about to start. Is there something important?" Reiko, who was more used to Heizi's elusive appearance, turned her head to look at Heizi who suddenly appeared beside her and asked.

Heizi honestly showed the phone to Reiko, "Well, Akashi-kun sent an email saying that he wants the 'Generation of Miracles' to gather before the game, and it's not far away."

"Ah... I see, how about this, let Xiao Jinjing go with you." Annoyedly scratching the hair that reached her shoulders, Reiko looked around, and finally appointed Xiao Jinjing to follow.

"No coach, I can do it by myself."

"Don't be wordy, the generation of miracles is a bunch of strange guys. I promised Vulcan to take good care of you. Go and come back early."

"I see, thank you coach."

Although Reiko is a girl, Heizi also understands that her coach's words usually won't change after she decides, so she had to compromise and set off like a "party" with Xiao Jinjing.

From a distance, he saw a few people standing or sitting casually, Heizi paused slightly, his light-colored eyes were filled with deepness.

It is undeniable that the members of Miracle are considered to be one in a million, good enough people, regardless of foreign trade or talent, so how can the person standing next to them be mediocre, who is neither good nor bad?