Autism

Akashi stayed in the hospital for three days before being discharged. Originally, he planned to stay for a week, but the game schedule of the basketball team was very tight, so he chose to be discharged directly.

For some reason, Seven Years Old always felt that something had changed about him.

Akashi didn't say much about his illness, not only the seven-year-old, but also everyone in the basketball club.It seemed to be an invisible secret, she always felt that there seemed to be other reasons, but no one wanted to say it out.

The mid-term is approaching soon, and this department activity should be the last time. The seven-year-old came early because he had nothing to do.But the basketball team members came earlier, and most of them have already started their own practice plan.

She saw Heizi standing outside and looking at the people inside with envy.

"Did Zhe also learn today?"

"Yeah." He didn't look back, and replied softly.

Seven years old tilted his head and looked at him for a while, then laughed, "I'm not reconciled? You look like you're going to the field."

"Akashi-kun's order... is obviously the last job before the midterm exam."

Heizi's expression seemed to be getting more and more resentful. At this moment, Momoi ran in panting, and puffed up his cheeks when he saw the seven-year-old: "Nana, why did you leave today without waiting for me!"

"I saw you talking to a girl at the back door. I thought you might have something to do, so I didn't wait for you!" She waved her hand as if she didn't mind.

Just happened to see Kuroko standing next to Seven Years Old, he was looking over, Momoi remembered the topic of love that he had discussed with that girl at the back door, and felt a little uneasy, "Well, today, what's today's event, it's rare for the last time... ..."

"Basic training."

"Eh?! It's just basic training?" Momoi looked around the field, and everyone, including Akashi himself, was indeed doing basic training.

"But I didn't even have to do basic training."

The Kuroko on one side is still struggling with resentment about not being able to play basketball today, but they complained and complained, but they never questioned Akashi's decision.

It can only be said that Akashi is too prestige.Ever since he single-handedly led the Diguang Basketball Club to win one victory after another, even the seniors in the third and second grades at the time did not dare to speak loudly in front of him.It was completely as if he took Akashi's words as an imperial decree, and he would not refute a word.

No, in this way, the magic stick is actually more suitable, right?

Thinking of this, the seven-year-old couldn't help covering his mouth and laughing.

Ah, don't think about it, don't think about it.She didn't imagine the terrible picture of Akashi God's stick dance master, poof.

After finishing all the work, the seven-year-old was still with Akashi and was about to go home with him, but he stopped him directly: "You go back with them today."

Imperative tone, declarative sentence.

"Why? I have a different path from them, why should I..."

"Be obedient, send Heizi home safely with Momoi before you go back. Remember not to let him run around." He stopped looking at her, and walked forward while looking at the book in his hand "I have some things to do. Some things to be alone."

Looking at the back of Akashi walking away, Seven Years Old had the illusion of being abandoned.

"What's the matter, Nana, are you coming with us today?"

Feeling something was wrong, Momoi over there came over and patted Seven-year-old on the shoulder.This shot brought her back to her senses suddenly, and smiled, "Yes, Ah Zheng asked me to go back with you, saying that Zhe Ye must not run around and send him home directly."

"Little Chizai told me the same thing today."

Ziyuan over there heard Nana's words and nodded accordingly.

In the end, a group of people started to go home noisily, but things started to happen halfway.Qingfeng, a problem child, spends all his energy on basketball, so almost all of them sleep on their stomachs during class.Seeing that the mid-term exam was coming soon, he had no choice but to ask Momoi to borrow his notes since he hadn't taken notes at all.

"Hey! No way! Tetsu-kun, Nana and I won't go to the convenience store! Akashi-kun told us to send Tetsu-kun home safely and not run around, so we won't go!"

Faced with Akashi's orders, Momoi was extremely strict and refused to agree to Aomine's conditions at all.

However, helplessly, Qingfeng is not the only one who needs to borrow notes, even Heizi also needs to borrow her notes.This time, Momoi had no choice but to head to the convenience store.

"I said, why don't you borrow Nana's notes! Isn't Nana the best grader among us except Akashi-kun?!"

After walking for a while, Momoi asked suddenly.

But what she got was a grunt in the middle of the room, "Don't you know she never takes notes."

"Eh?!"

The seven-year-old looked at Momoi and Kise who came over with a surprised face, and tilted his head, "Is there something wrong? I don't like taking notes. It's so troublesome. Usually it's fine to keep them in my head. As long as you are serious in class If you’ve heard it and done it, you won’t forget it.”

"Ah~ From this point of view, Xiao Nana is similar to me!" Huang Lai seemed to have discovered something interesting, "Maybe Xiao Nana is also very talented!"

talent?No, no, this is just a powerful memory system developed by the children of the Celestial Dynasty under the exam-oriented education.Do you think that everyone has the same brain as you, and their brains are completely different from others!

When they finally arrived at the convenience store, there were too many people who wanted to copy their notes before the exam, and the copier ran out of paper to copy.

At this time, Kise became restless, clamoring for everyone to go to the game center that Heizi mentioned before, saying that there is also a copier over there so that they can go there or something.

Rarely, even Ziyuan, who has always been afraid of trouble, agreed.However, he only went there simply because there were delicious new flavors over there.

Ahhh, following such a group of people is really troublesome! ! !

When we arrived at the game center, it was natural that there would be a lot of things like dancing machines for a while, and prizes for a while.Once this group of people from the so-called Miracle Generation get mixed together, there will be a lot of problems, and the situation will happen frequently!

To be honest, what a delicious tomato spicy oil flavor... the taste is really super weird!She and Momoi were about to vomit on the spot, but under the pressure of Ziyuan's height of more than 2 meters... they still suppressed the discomfort and swallowed.

Who told them that the two of them took the initiative to ask Zi Yuan for it!

Although it was a few times of tossing, it feels good.The feeling of everyone being together has always been like a partner struggling on the basketball court, working hard for victory.Fighting and fighting in private, that kind of feeling that seems to be an inseparable group, close to what can be called a bond between friends and relatives.

It's like the emotion between companions in a boy manga.

Really, it's great.

It would be nice if Akashi was there too.Seven years old couldn't help but think this way when we took the headshot together, but it's impossible, right?Since he fell ill, he has become more and more alienated, and his behavior has become more extreme.It's just because he was almost always like this when he was in the basketball club, and because of that faint sense of majesty, everyone was not particularly close to him, but they didn't realize it.

Only seven years old, whether it is the basketball club, the usual study, or life, the seven-year-old who has been watching Akashi can clearly feel the changes in him.

After sending Heizi home safely, she walked home alone.It turned out that Heizi did this because Heizi was injured in physical education class last time. In fact, he still cares about the people he cares about, right?But there is always no way to make it so that people don't feel the feeling of caring at all.

This kind of Akashi, this kind of him, inexplicably made Seven Years Old feel very distressed.

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Akashi, who left alone over there, has slowly walked out of the hospital.He looked up at the sunset in the distance, it was very beautiful, but it was as beautiful as the last regret.

Akashi raised his hand to look, and finally walked forward firmly.

Back straight.

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Shortly after the mid-term, the last national competition they can participate in will be ushered in.However, it was in this basketball competition that Aomine, who had always been the main force of Teiko Middle School, suddenly seemed to bloom, leaving all the players far behind.

Almost all the points on the field were scooped by him alone, no matter what kind of opponent he faced, he could not stop him at all.After the initial excitement and excitement, this completely unrivaled competition finally made Qingfeng feel tired.

No fun opponents, useless teammates.

Ahh, he can do it alone, he can win this game alone.

Seven years old talked to Akashi several times because of this matter, but every time, Akashi gave the answer that he didn't care.

"As long as the result is Diguang Middle School's victory, I don't care about the process."

In his strange-colored pupils, all that remained was his absolute obsession with victory.

In this weird atmosphere, Heizi's resignation letter became the last straw that broke the basketball team's seemingly incongruous relationship. That invincible team still broke up.

The upcoming school entrance, graduation, and where to go in high school are all completely different from what I imagined before I was seven years old.I don't know what Akashi said to Aomine, Murasakihara, Kise, and Yuma at the end. It seems that none of the schools they filled in when they entered school were the same.

No matter how seven years old asked, they didn't say anything more.

It seems that they are intersecting lines, after meeting once, they will completely part ways without looking back.The so-called Miracle Generation can never go back to the past.

The seven-year-old couldn't help crying when he looked at the picture of the photo taken in the game center on the bedside.

Never go back.

Even if there are some people, you have seriously believed that they will be together for a lifetime.