blue fantasy

Point, if he could be more decisive... There was a feeling deep in his heart that he might have lost everything in the end, and fell into a bottomless quagmire from which he could not extricate himself.

The rain is falling, like thousands of needles and threads, stitching together the dense seams of the world, and stirring up the peaceful night into a chaotic world.Ayako strolled blankly holding an umbrella, completely ignoring the heavy pounding of Dou Da's raindrops.

She knew that when Mitsui said goodbye, all the ties between herself and him were over, and her inner peace was far less intense than her heartache. Maybe he really liked her, and maybe it was too late to turn around now.Before his determination wavered, the idea that he had to see Yohei was extremely strong.She hopes that Yohei will hug her tightly, and even more hope that Yohei will say "never separate" and other similar words. If she cannot get these promises, she will not have the confidence to completely forget Mitsui.

Suddenly she felt someone in front of her, so she stopped, and a blurry figure flashed into her eyes - not far ahead, Yang Ping was holding an umbrella in his hand, staring at her silently.

Ayako couldn't move with a mournful face.The eyes of the two met, and they stared at each other for a long time without words. Ayako's eyes gradually became moist, and she suddenly dropped the umbrella in her hand, and quickly threw herself into his arms as if flying.

"Mito-san, please don't leave me!"

She grabbed Yohei's wrist tightly and cried out loudly.Although Yohei felt confused, a corner of his heart could vaguely sense that Ayako had separated herself from Mitsui.His eye sockets became hot, and he hugged Ayako's trembling body tightly.The umbrella in my hand also fell to the ground with a slam...

"...you have to... stay with me..."

Hearing this, Yohei's arm tightened again.Standing here is the person he loves the most, and the person he least wants to hurt.Now Yohei has forgotten Mitsui, Sakuragi, and everyone else.Maybe it was just a short-lived happiness, but at this moment, Ayako occupied his whole heart.

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Mitsui who left Ayako didn't go home immediately, as if he wanted to punish himself, he went back to the locker room of the school's basketball club in the heavy rain, and threw himself into the personal locker placed against the wall.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Miyagi, who was taking off his sports clothes and changing into his uniform, was startled, and stared back at Mitsui.

"It's all drenched, the conversation is not going well?"

"I don't want to go back."

Mitsui straightened up and wiped the water on his face vigorously.

"Stay with me for a while."

Since returning to the basketball club, I have lived a three-point and one-line life of going to class, playing ball, and going home every day. Compared with the decadent attitude when I was in trouble in the past, the degree of daily fulfillment is unimaginable.But since he understood his feelings for Ayako, the feeling of simply wanting to win the game no longer exists.I don't want to be alone, I don't want to remember Ayako's face, I don't want to hear her mention Mito's name in a helpless tone, as if it's all my fault to get to this point.Except for basketball, Mitsui tasted loss for the second time in his life, and bursts of piercing pain passed through his heart unavoidably: Why do I not know how to cherish...

Several times I tried to get rid of Ayako's dimples in my mind, but I gave up halfway. I had no choice but to close my eyes and let Ayako's face flash frequently in my heart.In my memory, why is there only the impression of Ayako forcing a smile?he asked himself in his heart.

Seeing Mitsui who always pretends to be cool, Miyagi said to himself, "Fortunately, everyone is not here", and then stopped expressing any opinions.He understood Mitsui's distress, so he sat beside him silently.

**********

"That does not work."

At the same time, Yohei and Ayako strolled forward with umbrellas, and rain flowers fluttered and landed around them.He glanced at Ayako who was wet wrapped in his clothes, and frowned.

"You're going to catch a cold, I'll take you home first."

"Do not."

Ayako immediately refused, as if she wanted to escape, and she didn't want to be alone.

"Stay with me for a while, just drop it off at the tram stop."

The two were preoccupied and walked silently for about a quarter of an hour.Yohei was the first to break the silence.

"……feel better now?"

"Um."

Ayako nodded, and Yohei said with a depressed expression.

"I met Mitsui this afternoon."

Ayako was startled for a moment, but suddenly realized, she lowered her eyes and stared at her own toes.

"I've always received a lot from you, Mito, and I've been comforted and treated with tenderness..."

"I also lent you clothes."

Yangping interface.The two looked at each other, and Ayako smiled.

"thanks."

"You're welcome."

Yohei looked away uncomfortably, looking at the street scene shrouded in rain and fog ahead to the left.

"If there is anything I can do to help, please tell me."

Ayako suppressed her smile and said sincerely.Hearing what she said, Yang Ping turned his face and saw that she had a heartless and open mind, moved her lower lip, and said nothing.Smiling, Ayako stretched out her hand from the umbrella and dipped it into a puddle of clear water, then the smile disappeared again.

"I won't meet Mitsui again."

"..."

"Sometimes I envy Haruko very much. Although she is also unrequitedly in love with the wooden Rukawa Kaede, I can't do this. Instead, I ask more and more... It's really selfish, and I feel that I am even more annoying... Because I failed with Mitsui-senpai, I transferred to Mito-san, as if I was borrowing Mito-san to heal the wound. I feel very uneasy..."

"I like you right now!"

Yang Ping smiled slightly.

"I yearn for the feeling of being desperate for each other, and I have never encountered it before. You are different from Haruko, she is very strong, not so weak. Apart from Rukawa, she has to face many other things. But you... are different."

"That's because as long as he's around, no matter what you do, you won't feel afraid. As long as you think of him, your heart will feel sweet."

Ayako whispered, lightly pressing her hot cheeks as if mocking herself, the end of her words turned into a bitter sigh.She paused in a daze for a long time before talking to herself weakly.

"I don't want to lose this feeling..."

Yang Ping's eyes jumped, and he couldn't describe the pain in his heart with words, so he could only lock his brows tightly, expressionless.

"What did he tell you tonight?"

Ayako turned pale, shook her head desperately, and said in a low voice.

"Me and Mitsui-senpai are over. Although I didn't think that way at all before, the words I said in the end were just stabbing each other... I can't tell what he is thinking in his heart? It can only end..."

"I won't care."

Feeling that Yohei's gaze was different from before, Ayako couldn't help raising her eyes to look at him, and Yohei let out a long breath pretending to be relaxed.In the current situation, he doesn't expect Ayako to fall in love with him immediately, he just wants to cherish his liking for the other party.

"About Mitsui, I will not ask you to promise anything, I will wait."

There was no longer any hesitation in Yohei's gaze, and Ayako was deeply shocked by that demeanor.

"give me a chance……"

he said softly.

"I assure you - future happiness!"

Ayako, who didn't know how to answer, lowered her head with a sad face, and clear water gradually pooled in her eye sockets.

to be continued

Chapter [-] "Never give up lightly"

一

On June 6, the fifth day of the competition, Sunday (Sunday), the auditorium was full.The four seeded teams from Kanagawa Prefecture in the fierce battle area played, and the four No.11 teams in each ABCD district held the final week.The teams that get first or second place in the end will have the right to represent in the National College League.Last year, the first-seeded Hainan University Affiliated University and the second-seeded Xiangyang University were represented last year.

The Xiangbei basketball team defeated Tsuhisa Takeshi in the fourth game of the college league preliminaries and entered the top eight. Finally, they will face last year's No.2 - Xiangyang High School!Compete for the qualification to attend the finals week.

At this moment in the locker room in Xiangbei, the atmosphere is different from the tension in the past.Rukawa sat quietly on the bench with arms folded and head bowed, without making a sound.Miyagi frowns and throws and catches the ball boringly, monotonous and depressing.Even Akagi has a rare expression of seriousness and seriousness.

"what a shame."

Mitsui suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, got up and left.

"It's just Xiangyang, which made you panic like this!"

"Well?"

Everyone was startled.

"Mitsui, where are you going? It's time to appear."

A trace of dark red flashed across Mitsui's face, he put his hands in his trouser pockets, turned his face and glanced at them, and said na na.

"To the restroom."

"Haha, Xiao San, you are the most nervous."

Sakuragi grinned maliciously.

"How many times is this?"

"He'll talk big."

Akagi also muttered helplessly.

"And it's so great."

"You bastards..."

Mitsui ignored them, muttered to himself, walked all the way to the left, and pushed open the bathroom door.

"Damn it, I've never been this nervous when I was in junior high school."

As soon as he chose a secret compartment and walked in, he heard Xisuo's footsteps outside the door, followed by someone's voice.

"The number 14 of the Shohoku team... did you know? It's Mitsui Hisashi from Takeishi Junior High School! The one who won the MVP."

"Ok, I know……"

The other responded in a low voice.

"Depending on the position on the field, there is a good chance that you will be sent to mark him."

"I see……"

Mitsui's eyes suddenly turned cold, and instantly became extremely sharp: Is it Xiangyang's guy?

"I met him when I was in middle school. He is a very powerful marksman."

The person who answered in a low voice chuckled and continued.

"At that time, Mitsui was at his peak. He didn't look like a junior high school student. I couldn't stop him at all. But now he is not as good as before."

"That's because of your rapid progress."

The previous people laughed and echoed.

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