[Love Tyrant] I like it more than I like it

, Morinaga Kunihiro and Masaki Junya sat in the stands of the middle school football field, with a seat between them and two half-drunk beers on it.Guobo stretched his arms and slumped comfortably on the seat, "I haven't been so relaxed for a long time."

"You just don't want your colleagues to see you relaxed. You want others to see you as never tired."

"Does it make you happy to expose me straight to the point?"

"If you don't say it directly, you will miss more, such as the opportunity to make corrections," Masaki said, his eyes dimmed, "such as a lot of time we should have been together."

Guobo got up and walked to Masaki's side, sat down and hugged Masaki, gently rubbing his hair.Being able to hug him, touch him, and feel his alcohol-scented breath made Guobo feel satisfied.

Masaki was made a little hot by Guobo, so he pushed his arm, and gave up without pushing it away.Staring at the running track on the playground for a long time, he said, "You are so brave. In high school, you even had to get full marks in sports in order to get higher grades than others."

"What's wrong with doing everything you can? Getting full marks is for a higher grade ranking. If you don't tell me about it, I won't remember it." Guobo said, "However, I remember that all the people who cheered me up at that time were Girl, you're the only boy running along and shouting for cheer, your voice is hoarse, it's really ugly."

"Horrible? Because of this, my tonsils became inflamed and I received injections for three days!"

"Yeah, when I saw you later, I was with my younger brother." Guobo felt Masaki trembling in his arms, and quickly said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't mention this..."

"It's okay, it's over, but we are all sorry for Zhebo." Masaki leaned on Guobo.His hair smelled of grass, and Guobo couldn't help but want to hug him tighter, but his nose felt uncomfortable because of the ends of Masaki's hair. "As an elder brother, I want to do something for him." Guobo said, "Can you come to my house tomorrow?"

The beer can in Masaki's hand was deformed because he squeezed it hard, and he hesitated whether to refuse or accept it.Hesitation China Bo has already got up and walked under the seat, raised his head, put his hands on his mouth, and shouted to him: "Let's go to the library!"

"Idiot!" Masaki couldn't help laughing. He remembered that when he was in school, he would quarrel with the National Museum whenever he had a disagreement, so the two agreed to go to the library to count the number of books returned that day. Is it an odd number or an even number? It is National Expo wins, and the odd number is Masaki wins.Later, I felt that this method was really stupid, especially during the holidays, the two of them had to come to the school to climb the window of the library in order to decide who to listen to.And sometimes the librarians will diligently put the books returned that day back on the shelf. When they come to the library, they will be disappointed to see the empty bar.

The library is still the same. It is an old two-story building. The gray exterior wall is more peeled than before due to the sun and rain all year round. The locust tree in front of the building seems to have grown a little bit.Guobo was a little lucky that they came at night, because it was already past the opening time of the library.And they are neither school students nor teachers, and they are not allowed to enter the library at all.Guobo looked around the empty campus, pushed open the unlocked window, supported the window frame with one hand and jumped in.

Masaki lay on the window frame, first lifted his right foot to hook the window frame, and then slowly turned in. "No. I'm too old to climb anymore."

Looking at Masaki's handsome face with sharp edges and corners but childlike hands and feet, Guobo couldn't help but want to laugh.I thought again, maybe it was because of my own reasons that Masaki couldn't laugh like this.Ask: "Could it be back pain? That... I'm sorry!"

"Stop talking!" Masaki turned away from looking at the National Expo, blushing hot.The most unbearable thing Guobo said about sex in a serious manner.

Guobo walked to the management desk, thankful that the management teacher did not put the book back today.He counted the number of books in front of him, a total of 26, an even number.Masaki stood by the side, also counting, shrugged helplessly after knowing that the National Expo had won, and said, "Okay, I will go to your house tomorrow. Is it okay around ten o'clock in the morning?"

"It's all right." Guobo said, picked up the top book, and pulled Masaki to sit on the chair in the reading area.It was "White Night Journey" by Keigo Higashino. He had read this book.If I never know Masaki's true intentions, will he also hold the most desperate thoughts and do the saddest watch like Kirihara Ryoji in "White Night Journey"?he thinks.

"I'm so afraid that the you you used to be will never come back." Masaki propped his head on one hand, looked at Guobo, and said, "I've never seen you get angry when you ran into me and Zhebo together. I also heard that you later He devoted himself to studying, walked alone and never made friends again."

"The person I'm most afraid of is me! You tried to commit suicide, and I almost never see you again!" Guobo said, his eyes didn't leave the page, he turned the paper rattlingly, but didn't read a single word.

"It's rude of you to say that!" Masaki was a little annoyed.

"Ah, sorry. That's what I thought, so I said it." If only this could be turned over like a book. "Why him and not me?"

"You asked before!"

"I know! I can't figure out why you'd rather use him as my stand-in than try to tell me?"

"I dare not..." Masaki smiled wryly, recalling the National Expo back then, he still felt a tingle in his heart, if he confessed his love at that time in exchange for a friend, he wouldn't even be able to do it.People who try to learn to love and learn to restrain themselves are today's National Expo, not the former National Expo. "Let's go back today, I'm tired."

"Masaki, I'm sorry, I didn't want to say this at first, I don't mind your relationship history." Guobo said, the knuckles of the hand holding the edge of the table turned white from too much force. "But I just want to ask why you were with Zhebo back then. I can't convey my meaning to you properly, sorry..."

"It's okay, I understand." That was jealousy, Masaki thought. "Let's go back."

"Ah."

On the way back, Guobo and Masaki were always separated by a short distance.Masaki didn't want to go back to his home, so he didn't inform his family that he was back, so he found a hotel to stay.Guobo said he wanted to go home and he didn't want to stay. After all, Zhebo didn't come back all year round after leaving home. Guobo almost defaulted to being the only child in the family. Now that he came back, it was reasonable to spend some time with his parents.

Guobo sent Masaki to the door of the hotel, said good night, and left.He regretted what he should have said to Masaki tonight.I thought, I must apologize tomorrow.

6.3

It was just after 20 o'clock in the morning and it was unbearably hot. The standard room of the hotel was only more than [-] square meters, and Mazaki walked back and forth in this small square. "What to do! What to do! How did you lose to the National Expo yesterday! I don't want to go to his house at all!" Mazaki sat on the bed in frustration, looking at the clothes he had prepared last night and didn't know what to call next to tell the National Expo that he regretted it Put on your clothes and face it bravely.

Masaki dawdled until twelve o'clock at noon before arriving in front of Morinaga's house. Looking at the small building that hadn't changed for several years, his feet couldn't help shaking.He cheered himself up in his heart: Masaki, come on, it's okay, if the attitude of uncle and aunt is not good, go back to Tokyo with Guobo directly!

As he was about to ring the doorbell, his fingertips were trembling with the urge to run away and the fear of the people living in the house.At this moment, he heard a quarrel.

"Your divorce has embarrassed us, why do you still do such a thing now? The century-old reputation of the Morinaga family in this land has been ruined by your brother!"

It was Guobo's father's voice.

"Is our happiness important? Or your face?"

It is the National Expo.

"We have given up on Zhebo, Guobo, you can't become a pervert like your brother. Is it some kind of contagious virus? Why are all of us Morinaga's infected?"

It was Guobo's mother crying.

"You just gave up on him casually, are you still parents..."

reputation?face?abnormal?Virus?Masaki couldn't hear what was said later, so he staggered and ran away.I didn’t notice that the shoelaces were loose. After running for two steps, I stepped on the loose shoelaces and fell to the ground. When I got up, my legs felt cool, probably bleeding, but I didn’t have time to worry about it. Run quickly, where are you going? It's all good, I don't want to be called a pervert and a virus anymore.

6.4

Guobo sat in the bar where Masaki worked, staring at the mobile phone on the bar. He had been waiting for three days.At this time, the phone really rang, and he picked it up and saw that it was his younger brother Tetsuhiro Morinaga, and muttered, "What is it?" He took a sip of the lemonade that the bar manager put on the table, and only answered the phone when he regained consciousness.Hearing his younger brother's voice, he scolded him head and face.I also feel sorry for my loss of control in my heart, but I can't help it anyway.After yelling, his voice softened, and he said, "Zhebo, Masaki is gone. I searched everywhere I can think of. Do you know where he is? Can you help me find it?"

"Leave it to me to try." Zhebo said.

Hearing his younger brother's reply, Guobo's unsteady heart fell back into his chest after hanging up the phone.

"I thought it was Masaki." The store manager said.

Guobo didn't answer, but looked up at the store manager, and picked up the wine glass again.There is no difference between myself and those whose wives run away from home and become alcoholics after a setback.

【Seven】Speed ​​and Base

7.1

The midday sun scorched the saplings on both sides of the expressway, and the scorching sun made the road surface look like flames.The speed of the car was very fast, and the hot wind hitting his face was disturbing. Zongyi's hair was blown into a mess. Annoyed, he grabbed the flying hair with his left hand and tried to press it behind him. He tried twice without success. "This hair is in trouble!"

Zong Yi held the steering wheel with one hand, wiped the sweat from his cheeks with the other hand, picked up a small half bottle of mineral water and drank it up in one gulp, then angrily threw the empty bottle by the car window—there were already eight empty bottles. The bottle is gone.Morinaga sat next to him drowsy, saw Zongichi's movements, and said, "Senior, turn on the air conditioner."

"No more headache?" Zong Yi asked, his eyes still staring straight ahead.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Morinaga rubbed his head, which was suffering from unbearable pain from blowing on the air conditioner for too long, and felt that the symptoms were relieved a lot at this moment.After reaching out and pressing the button to close the window, the air conditioner was turned on.A gust of cool wind blew, and Zong Yi let out a comfortable breath.

The car got out of the highway intersection and was blocked after driving less than 500 meters.

"Is there anything more annoying than traffic jams under the 34-degree hot sun?!" Morinaga poked his head out of the window, and saw that only the lane on their side was blocked, while the other direction was unimpeded, "Senior, let's go down and have a look. "

Zong Yi was exhausted from the heat, and waved his hands to express his disapproval.Now that there is a cool air conditioner in the car, who wants to make mobile pork belly on the hot road.

Morinaga came back less than 5 minutes after getting off the car, sat back in the car, picked up the map and slapped his face vigorously, "There is no end to this train line, I don't know where the front is blocked, so I won't look for it."

"Give up so easily?" Zong Yi said.

"It's nothing more than a car accident or a problem with the road conditions." Morinaga said, his eyes were attracted by a truck parked not far behind, and his heart beat two beats faster with excitement. "Senior, look, the truck over there! The front of the car is so beautiful!"

Zongyi glanced in the direction of Morinaga's finger. It was a truck very similar to Optimus Prime. It was indeed beautiful, but it couldn't divert the unhappiness caused by bad weather and unlucky traffic jams. He looked back and said, " Not interested in."

"Senior is so boring, I don't understand the romance of men at all!"

"Tch! I like Bumblebee, and I bought a genuine figure when I was in middle school."

"Huh? What a surprise!"

"Yeah, I was surprised that I liked it at the beginning."

"I thought seniors had no other hobbies other than research."

"It's too rude of you to say that." Zong tilted his head to one side, staring at the front thoughtfully.What am I usually interested in?There are at least one or two items of interest, but it seems that there are really none.He sighed helplessly, "Actually, I really don't have any hobbies."

At this time, there was a commotion in front of the convoy. Zong Yi thought it was open to traffic, so he opened the door and went down to have a look. Two police officers were checking each driver's license one by one.Zong Yi leaned over and put his head into the car, and asked Morinaga in a panic: "What should I do if I checked the driver's license?" Before Morinaga could answer, Zong Yi found out that something was wrong, he looked at the clothes of the two policemen, and quickly sat back in the car. Said: "It's not the traffic police, it's the criminal police!"

"Turn around! Run!" Morinaga said.

"You didn't teach me to reverse the car!" Zong watched the police getting closer, his hands trembled uncontrollably, and he caught a glimpse of his pale face in the rearview mirror, which was a little scary.The hands holding the steering wheel tightened, started the car, quickly and forcefully stepped on the clutch pedal to the bottom, then lifted it up quickly, and turned the steering wheel to the left... After a series of actions, the car rushed into another lane like an arrow off the string .

The oncoming vehicles didn't expect to encounter someone deliberately going the wrong way, and suddenly became a mess, with horns and curses ringing out.

This is a suburb, and there are only large trucks that are not too fast on the road. The drivers are exhausted by the scorching sun, and have no desire to overtake. They keep a certain distance and drive in the outer lane.Zong drove the car into the inner lane, as long as no one was overtaking on the other side, it didn't matter whether he was driving in the opposite direction or not.

"Senior, don't drive so fast in reverse!" Morinaga reached out and touched his forehead, covered in cold sweat.too crazy!

"Don't distract me." Zong Yi clenched his lower lip, feeling that his heart was about to jump out of his chest. "Fasten your seat belt." Glancing at the dashboard, he comforted himself: It's only a hundred yards, and it's not a burst, so continue to accelerate.

"You'd better keep your horn on," Morinaga said.

"What are you doing, attracting the police to chase us?" Zong glanced at the rearview mirror, but there was no vehicle following, and the police might have been stuck in the convoy and hadn't moved out yet.Don't they have motorcycles? They should be pretty fast.The tense nerves relaxed a little bit, and before he had time to take a breath, a silver car suddenly appeared in front of him. Zong Yi stepped on the brakes to the bottom. Although he did not collide head-on with the car, the two people in the car Being bounced, Morinaga hit his head hard on the roof of the car.Zong Yi was not much better, his chest hit the steering wheel, the pain was so painful that he wanted to vomit blood.After the silver car came to a complete stop, a man got off and walked over aggressively.Zong Yi is not a fuel-efficient lamp, so before the man approached, he poked his head out and yelled at the man, "Damn you!" to his own car.

Morinaga is not surprised by Soichi's behavior, he is usually like this, but his face is still full of helplessness.Rubbing the bag on his forehead, "Senior, we are driving in the opposite direction."

"Whoever let him meet me deserves it!" Zong Yi said.He pretended to be brave, but he regretted being impulsive and reckless in his heart.

After driving for a while, there were no cars blocked in the right lane.They returned to the right lane, Zongyi watched the fewer and fewer vehicles on the road, "Morinaga, did you notice when we passed the source of the traffic jam?"

Morinaga replied: "No, there is neither the scene of the accident nor the signs of road repairs. Obviously the police are checking the vehicles just to block us."

"Correct."

At this time, a sharp siren suddenly sounded ahead, and Zong Yi saw four police cars parked on the side of the road in the distance, and the police set up roadblocks

"Really fasten your seat belt this time!" Zong Yi gritted his teeth as he said, forcibly controlling his beating heart and trembling fingers.Taking a deep breath, he began to slightly adjust the steering wheel, shift gears skillfully, and step on the accelerator.A series of actions looks like a veteran driver for many years - maybe he has a natural instinct in driving.The closer to the roadblock, the faster the speed, and it reached the speed of flying after a while.The barrier was knocked away with a bang, and the dazzling warning lights flashed by. The three policemen hastily retreated to the side of the road and yelled loudly with their horns... Afterwards, the police got into the car and were about to chase them, but the opportunity had already been lost. , seeing Zong Yi and his car getting farther and farther away.

The siren gradually faded away. Zong slowed down the car and wiped the sweat off his face with his hand, "I thought they would shoot."

"I've watched too many movies. They are only civilian police, and the special police have guns. And the special police only have seven bullets in their guns. It is impossible to fight us with a submachine gun like in American movies. Don't worry." Morinaga said.

"You've watched too many movies."

"Sorry. What I mean is that we are not murderers, and we will not be equipped with a super high-level police force to catch us."

"Understood. Come and drive. I need to rest. I'm exhausted." Zong Yi said as he drove the car to the side of the road, and when he was about to stop, he heard the siren.I had no choice but to restore the car speed to [-] yards, turn the steering wheel to go around a bend, and saw that there was another bigger bend ahead, and couldn't help becoming irritable, "I know I will chase after it!"

Morinaga turned his head and saw Zongyi's tired face feeling distressed, and said, "Senior, do as I say, we will completely get rid of the police." After a pause, he added, "Step on the accelerator to speed up, and turn right a little."

Zongyi didn't know what Morinaga was going to do, but relying on Morinaga's experience all the year round let him know that the most trustworthy person in the world was the man beside him.Zong nodded, and picked up the speed as Morinaga said, turned the steering wheel a little to the right and heard Morinaga say: "Turn left, go faster, but don't kill the direction."

Zong Yi did as he did and caught a glimpse of Morinaga releasing the handbrake.Before he had time to ask what it was, the rear wheels suddenly floated up, and the mineral water on the back seat slammed on the car door. He felt a force pushing his body to the left, and he grasped the steering wheel to barely control the direction. , In the next few seconds, the car body slid past the inner bend of the road at high speed.Zong Yi thought of the feeling of riding a roller coaster, exciting and frightening, the thrill of being close to death.

After returning to the straight road, Zong Yi asked, "Was that drifting just now?"

"Yeah, how do you feel, senior?"

"There are policemen chasing after me, and I feel like I'm about to be thrown out in the car. It's really stimulating both physically and psychologically." Zong Yi said angrily.

"You can slow down a bit, let me drive instead." Morinaga silently breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't tell Zongyi, just now it was completely a gamble mentality, such a fast speed and Isogai's car is off-road, The car body is too high, and the possibility of rollover is very high. The seniors have done such a difficult escape method. Is it good skill or luck?

Zong Yi let go of his foot on the accelerator bit by bit, but his nervousness did not slow down along with the speed of the car.Said: "Forget it, if the police catch up again, it will be troublesome."

"No, don't worry about stopping. For the U-shaped bend just now, normal driving must slow down. They dare not flick the tail like this. It is dangerous and hurts the car. We did not slow down, and we crossed the curve in the shortest time. Enough for us to change."

7.2

The car was driving on the straight road, and occasionally there were one or two residents on the side of the road. The children were playing on the side of the street. When they heard the car passing by, they looked up and went to play again.Morinaga caught a glimpse of Zongyi curled up on the passenger seat, half-closed his eyes, and asked, "Are you awake?"

"Hmm. What do you usually do, Morinaga.?"

"what?"

"What do you do when you're with your friends?" Zongyi's voice was sleepy and lazy, and Morinaga felt very comfortable listening to it, "Drinking, playing ball and so on."

"Oh. I thought you liked driving. Thought you'd teach me how to drive when this thing dies down."

"If the senior is interested, let's go to the driving school to learn together."

"I'll talk about it later, I'm hungry, let's stop and have something to eat."

After the car came to a complete stop, Zong Yi opened the door and stepped on the ground, his legs went limp. Was it too long since he stepped on the ground?It feels so good to be able to actually stand on the ground. I never thought that just standing on the ground would give me a sense of happiness.No wonder it is said that people who have been wandering for a long time are eager to take root in one place.

When the two reached the trunk, their heads exploded.The trunk lid was wide open, and it was empty.The trunk was not locked when he escaped, and his luggage and food were lost.

Zong Yi returned to the car in silence, took a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed it and handed it to Morinaga.Suddenly dizzy, almost kneel down.Morinaga hugged him tightly and held him tightly in his arms, "Senior, I'm sorry for making you suffer so much with me."

"Are you an idiot! If it wasn't for me, you should be receiving pre-job training in the Tokyo company now!" Zongyi pushed Morinaga hard, but the more he resisted, the tighter he was hugged.

"Don't move." Morinaga pressed Zongyi's head on his shoulder, stroked his hair, and felt the person in his arms soften gradually.

It's annoying!I let you hold me because I was physically and mentally exhausted.Zong thought.

"Do what the senior says to do next."

"Anyway, let's think of a way in the next town."

【[-]】Basketball and injury

8.1

The setting sun slowly sank below the horizon, and the gas station stood alone at the foot of the mountain. Only a boy in overalls was busy, making him look even more lonely.The boy looked at Zong Yi and his car slowly parked in front of him, and asked with a smile, "Excuse me, the one with 93 or 97?" He smiled with a dimple on his left cheek, speaking with an Osaka accent.

"Huh?" Zong Yi didn't understand what the boy meant, but he knew that he needed to choose between 93 and 97, "I want the best."

After filling up the gas, the boy thoughtfully wiped a stain on the car window with a rag, and said with a smile, "XX yen."

"Morinaga, go get the money." Zongyi said.

Morinaga didn't move, but turned to look at Soichi.Only then did Zong Yi realize that they had lost all their salutes, and there was no money left.Morinaga signaled Zongyi to drive with his eyes.

Zongyi started the car knowingly, and Morinaga took out a square object and stuffed it into the boy's hand at the gas station. Before the boy could react, Zongyi stepped on the accelerator and rushed out.

After driving for three kilometers, Zong Yi slowed down the speed.The boy works alone at the gas station without worrying that he will catch up.Thinking of how I became like this, running away is like a routine, and my heartbeat will not speed up. I turned to look at Morinaga with a calm face, "What did you give that boy?"

"Isogai's CD. A Beatles collector's edition, enough to cover the gas money this time. I have that CD, just return it to Isogai when I go back." Morinaga picked up the remaining CD in the car looked up.Xindao, don't be a collection of square dance songs. I looked through Eric Clapton's "Clapton Chronicles: The Best Of Eric Clapton", Joe Satriani's "SuperColossal", BonJovi's "SlipperyWhen Wet"... I didn't expect that Isogai has such a bad taste in music. Not bad, actually like rock and roll.Turning around to see Zong Yi's tired side face, he said, "Senior, let me drive." Zong nodded, parked the car on the side of the road and replaced Morinaga with it.

Morinaga drove for a while, and came to a deserted street. He held the steering wheel with his right hand, leaned on the window with his left hand casually, and hummed.

"What song are you humming?" Zongyi looked at Morinaga.

"Brokeback Mountain theme song."

"What mountain?"

"Tragedy movie, don't worry about the mountain, anyway, I won't show it to you."

"Tch, it sounds like I'm overthinking it!"

"Senior, do you want to listen to music?"

"Whatever." Zong Yi shifted his gaze to the passing scenery outside the window.I was never interested in art sports or anything like that.

Seniors might like to listen to lighter ones. It would be great if there were folk song CDs, Morinaga thought to himself, and said, "Senior, can you read the names on the covers of those CDs for me?"

Zong Yi looked displeased, but still picked up the CD and read, "...Joel Hanson's "Traveling Light"..."

"Wait, it's this one." Morinaga said.

"Ok?"

"Senior, put the CD in the box into the optical drive."

The music sounded: "I found my freedom now, And I'm traveling light..." Morinaga sang along in a low voice.

"It sounds good." Zong Yi said, "I'll go to an art exhibition and listen to a concert after this matter subsides."

Morinaga turned his head to look at Zongyi, his eyes widened in shock, is this really the senior who almost wants to move the bed to the laboratory?He was actually interested in things other than experiments.

Zong Yi glanced at Morinaga, as to why he was so surprised, "My previous views on these things were a waste of time, maybe I was too extreme. Can't you cultivate a little bit of hobbies?"

Morinaga laughed, and caught a glimpse of Soichi's fingers on the car window beating to the music.The corners of the mouth raised up, and then raised again, and continued to hum, "Ilaid my burdens down, Now I'm traveling light..." When did the senior become gentle, was it half a month after I went to Tokyo for training or after we went out...

8.2

The car drove into a small town, and there was only a street light far away. Under the orange light, many small silver flying insects gathered, and the chirping of cicadas from time to time was a unique symbol of midsummer.Zongyi noticed that Morinaga's gaze was attracted by a tall and slender poplar tree, followed his gaze and found a small playground behind the poplar tree, and there were four boys playing basketball on the playground.After driving for a while, the car stopped beside the playground, and Zong Yi looked at Morinaga suspiciously.Morinaga said, "Wait for me in the car and be right back."

When Morinaga walked to the gate of the playground, a boy just slipped and threw the ball over.Morinaga raised his hand to catch it. He has not played for many years and his skills are rusty, but his height of 1.8 meters [-] has an absolute advantage.The boy ran over with a smile and caught the ball Morinaga handed him, "Thank you."

Morinaga smiled and said to the boy, "Excuse me, is there an optical shop in the town?"

"Yes. Over there, the one with the brightest lights."

Morinaga looked in the direction of the boy's finger, and sure enough, he saw several shops with lights on.Go back to the car, open the door of the passenger compartment, and say, "Senior, let's go get contact lenses."

"I'm not going!" Zong Yi said, "Why?"

"I want to teach you how to play basketball."

"I said I want to cultivate some hobbies, but I don't need to cultivate them right away! I'm not good at sports!"

"What does it matter? You practice Chinese boxing very well. Playing ball is similar to boxing, and what you are best at is beating people."

Zong Yi gave Morinaga a hard look with an expression of "you really dare to say it", "Nonsense! Playing ball and punching are obviously much worse!"

"Okay, okay, do you want to try?"

"Normal." Zong turned his face to the side, not looking at Morinaga, and still wanted to learn basketball to some extent.

Morinaga saw through Soichi's heart early on and said, "Let's go. Go get contact lenses."

"No." Zong Yi turned his body away stiffly, leaving no room for Morinaga at all.I've never worn contact lenses and thought about buying them.

"It's dangerous to play with glasses." Morinaga ignored Soichi's protest and dragged him to the optician's shop.As I walked, I thought, I don’t want my senior to wear contact lenses either.The senior wears frame glasses to show more scholarly temperament and is also more fragile.When bullying him, you can also take off your glasses to make his eyes blur.However, the senior finally became interested in things other than experiments, how could I miss the opportunity to train him, maybe he will gradually become more and more interested in me.

"Then I won't fight, anyway, I don't know how." Zong Yi said.

When they came to the optical shop, a waitress in overalls bowed politely to Morinaga and Zongichi who entered the shop, "Good evening, what do you two gentlemen want?"

"I want to change to contact lenses." Morinaga said and pointed to Zongichi who was wearing glasses.

"Okay, please follow me to the lounge to take off your glasses and let your eyes rest for a while before doing an optometry." The female clerk brought Morinaga and Zongyi into a comfortably decorated room, poured two glasses of juice on the table and went out .

"Oh." Zong took off his glasses and put them aside, picked up a round mirror on the table, and observed himself from a distance almost close to his cheek.I really can't imagine what I would look like without glasses in my daily life. There is a subtle feeling that my body has been replaced by glasses.

"Can you see me?" Morinaga snatched the mirror from Zongyi's hand and put it aside, and kissed Zongyi's skin.

"Nonsense, I'm not blind!" Zongyi leaned back as he spoke, and swung his fist at Morinaga. Morinaga quickly avoided and reached out to catch Zongyi's fist.

The female clerk came in just in time to see this scene, and said with a smile, "The relationship between the two is really good!"

"It's not good!" Zong Yi looked annoyed.

The clerk smiled and said nothing, and then took Zong Yi to have an optometry to choose glasses... After choosing the glasses, the clerk took out a thin piece of blue lens and asked Zong Yi to put it on.Zong Yi frowned and dodged again and again, he hated being touched by others.Seeing this, Morinaga quickly said to the clerk, "I'll do it."

Morinaga took the contact lenses from the clerk, soaked them in the fresh care solution for a while and said to Zongyi: "Senior, raise your head."

Zong Yi glared at Morinaga, "Don't lie to me! Last time I cut my hair and asked me to close my eyes and raise my head, but you kissed me secretly!" Zong Yi became more and more quiet in the second half of the sentence, he was afraid The clerk heard it.

Morinaga scratched his head in embarrassment, "I want you to open your eyes wide today so that you can look at me, and I won't do strange things anymore."

"Barely believe you once!" Zongyi raised his head and opened his eyes wide as Morinaga said.

Morinaga once saw a friend wearing contact lenses, and carefully followed the steps in memory to help Zongyi put on the glasses, "How do you feel?"

"It's fine. It's clear."

"Do you have a foreign body sensation?"

"No."

Morinaga held Zongichi's shoulder, looked at it carefully for a while, and couldn't help frowning. Such a beautiful senior really didn't want others to see him. After playing basketball, let him change back to glasses.

8.3

Morinaga and Zongyi returned to the court. Morinaga borrowed a basketball from the boy who had talked to him before, took Zongyi to the outermost court, raised his hand and threw the ball to Zongyi, "Senior, try your luck first. ball."

Zong Yi caught the ball, "Forget it, I can't do it at all, it's so embarrassing."

"Look, this ball is caught very well." Morinaga said, "Throw the ball to me, and I will teach you how to dribble."

"Shoot directly. It's not a game, why learn to dribble."

"Okay then." Morinaga took the ball from Zongichi's hand and stood under the basket, "I'll do it again, and the senior can see it clearly before trying it myself, okay?"

Zong nodded and stood aside.

Morinaga put the ball in front of his chest, his eyes aimed at the basket, his feet were shoulder-width apart, his knees were slightly bent, and he threw the ball forward with both hands. The basketball drew a beautiful parabola and fell steadily into the basket. in the basket. "This is shooting in place, did the senior see it clearly?"

"Almost, I'll try." Zongyi took the ball from Morinaga.Morinaga was afraid that Zongyi would not be able to hold the ball, so he took the ball back patiently, put it in his hand and gestured, and said: "Five fingers are spread out, the palm is empty, and the base of the finger and above the base of the finger touch the ball to increase the impact on the ball." In order to maintain the stability of the ball, you can better control the direction of the ball." Zong Yi nodded with a half understanding, holding the ball and gesticulating.Morinaga stepped aside and added: "Keep your eyes on the target, which is the basket, and throw your hands forward vigorously."

Keep your eyes on the goal, keep your eyes on the goal, it’s the same as my experiment, just keep on focusing on the final result and keep putting in energy.Soichi imitated Morinaga's posture, held the ball, aimed at the basket, and shot!Unexpectedly, the ball was completely out of control after it was shot, and it flew limply and obliquely.