blue fantasy

Minutes... The color of her fingertips was the same as that of the bed sheet. I don't know if it was because of too much anger, but her slender shoulders trembled slightly, expressing sorrow.

"That watch... I have already returned it to Mito-san, there is nothing between me and him! I just treat him... as an ordinary person..."

Mitsui wanted to slap himself in the face, what is the difference between such a self and Mito?Doing high-sounding deals, destroying the feelings of the other party, just to gain another kind of psychological balance, you are the real most despicable person.He turned around unbearably, stiffened his back, and couldn't speak.

"You really don't want to break up."

Ayako frowned and reluctantly moved out of the hospital bed, and walked behind him barefoot, with a strange silence on her face.

"Why did you do that? Is there any particular reason?"

Mitsui suddenly turned around and embraced her tightly, whispering repeatedly.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry...I'm sorry..."

He said it over and over again, his voice was full of despair, and he couldn't speak other words at all.Even so, even if his chest seemed to be torn apart, Yohei's threat flashed across his mind for an instant, but he still delivered the final blow.

"I really want to break up with you, just give up!"

His body trembled violently, and tears rolled down his cheeks silently.Ayako stood still and let him hug her, her eyes were lost, she looked at the layered and flowing clouds outside the window, she raised her arms to encircle Mitsui's back pityingly.

"Is it okay to just break up?"

Her movements were gentle and her expression was desolate and sad. Mitsui couldn't help shaking, but didn't make a sound.He knew that Ayako had misunderstood him, and the only dignity forced him to close his lips tightly.Ayako rested her head on his shoulder, her voice full of powerlessness.

"Then let's break up... Since it's so painful, let's break up."

"Ayako..."

Mitsui felt a burning sensation on his shoulders, and wanted to lower his head with a trembling voice.Ayako straightened up, moved a little away from him, met her eyes, with a sour smile on her face.Mitsui didn't dare to look her in the eyes, turned his face away, and heard the words that Ayako mustered up his courage to say.

"I hope...we will meet again in the future, and you can call me Shimizu instead...I'm just Mitsui-senpai...your junior girl..."

She spoke intermittently, but her attitude was decisive. Compared with her own indecision, Ayako seemed very straightforward.

to be continued

Chapter [-] "I lied to you"

一

Mitsui came out of the ward, it was midnight, the guard muttered unhappily as he opened the locked door.The night wind blew past slowly, and the air exuded a moist smell mixed with the fragrance of leaves. He raised his face and looked up at the night sky. The moon, which was still shimmering orange just now, completely retracted into the thick clouds at this moment, and it seemed that it was about to rain again.He trembled slightly, and looked back at the ward towering in the mist, feeling sore in his heart.

It's over completely, and I personally cut off my escape route. Even if I am sad to die in the future, I can only bear it alone.There is no longer her figure in my life, what should I do to pass the long loneliness?He doesn't know.All I can do now is degenerately throw myself into the long river of time, let the wound heal automatically, and seal the scab. Since I have given up the equally important basketball, I must have immunity. I hope the pain will not last too long.He lost his mind in a daze until Sakuragi asked in a low voice uneasy behind him.

"Little San, are you okay? Don't you need me to take you back?"

Mitsui turned to look at him and shook his head.

"Leave me alone for a while and leave me alone."

He stared at Yohei meaningfully, and said indifferently.

"You won. I have already fulfilled the conditions you proposed, so that's all right? But..."

He knew very well that he was venting his anger on Yangping, and when he thought of Ayako being forced to break up innocently, he didn't know how frightened he was, and he was worried and sad.

"It must be difficult to get Ayako's attention, and it is almost impossible to make her forget me completely... If she finds out, you will be finished."

Yang Ping let out a low snort.

"This has nothing to do with you."

Mitsui's face changed slightly, he gritted his teeth and confronted Yang Ping face to face.

"Yangping."

Sakuragi stared at him in surprise.

"What are you talking about, why can't I understand?"

Mitsui stopped looking at him, nodded to Sakuragi, turned around and walked into the dark night, a faint conversation came from behind, breaking the tranquility of the night.After leaving the hospital, Mitsui didn't go home directly. He wandered aimlessly in the streets late at night, and finally stopped by the Danshui River.During the bad times, he had gnawed his unspeakable thoughts here, and this was the first time he returned to the basketball team.He bowed his head to find a clean stone step and sat down, staring at the water surface reflected by the night light and contemplating.The street lamps that will appear not far away emit a dim blue light, and soft light spots are reflected on the water surface.Whether it is correct or not, he doesn't want to think about it, what happened today is like sleepwalking.After experiencing the whole process from pain to despair, it is ridiculous to decide on the relationship in such a short period of time.But he couldn't help laughing.Choosing to give up again may become instinct.

"Until the end...never give up hope! 』

How difficult it is to really do it.Self-hypnosis over and over again, in the end, isn't he abandoned like a fool?He shook his head with a wry smile and closed his eyes, never more confused than now.What exactly do you hope to achieve when you return to the basketball team?The dream of dominating the country?Or just simply long for the thrill of sports?He will soon be preparing for higher education, his previous bad experience made it impossible for him to get valuable evaluation from the teacher, and he regards participating in the winter competition as the only way to enter higher education, such a self is really sad.

It was near dawn when he awoke.Not far away, the cars passing by on the viaduct made rumbles and low noises, bringing piercing depression to the quiet morning.Coach Anxi is still in the hospital, and he must visit him today, which is obviously too early.He got up and planned to go home to take a shower first, and change the dirty clothes.

Because his parents hadn't gotten up early, Mitsui was dealing with personal affairs in a very quiet state.When everything was sorted out, he threw his increasingly tired body into the exclusive narrow bed placed by the window, smelled the sweet fragrance of the lily of the valley in the room, and fell into a deep sleep under the hint that only 10 minutes of sleep would be enough.I woke up again at ten o'clock in the morning. The moment I opened my eyes, I thought it was dusk. The thick curtains tightly blocked the bright white sunlight, and the air conditioner made a low-frequency hum.It's really rare that the nagging mother didn't come to bother him, probably because she saw her son sleeping soundly and couldn't bear to disturb him.He lay motionless, and then thought of Ayako, and his heart was sore and astringent.Not daring to let this mood last for too long, he got up abruptly.After a simple bath, I put on a clean shirt and jeans, and hurried into the restaurant.The house is very quiet, thinking that my mother might go to the supermarket to buy the ingredients for the day, take out fresh milk from the refrigerator and pour it into a cup, see the small plate on the dining table with sandwiches, quickly take two bites, and run out of the room.

When he came to Beicun General Hospital where Anxi was located, Mitsui couldn't help thinking that he and the hospital were really closely related.It was easy to find the ward where Anxi was staying, knocked on the door twice, and heard someone answer inside.

"Please come in."

Pushing the door open, the first thing that catches the eye is the clean decoration and white walls. The ward is extremely quiet and peaceful.

"Mitsui-san?"

Coach Anxi smiled slightly.Mrs. Anzay politely offered refreshments to the guests and exited the room politely.Seeing that the coach looked peaceful, leaning on the sick bed, Mitsui felt relieved a little.After bowing and saluting, he sat down on the chair in front of the bed.

"I heard that you were ill, so I didn't have time to visit yesterday. I'm so sorry! Akagi and the others have been here, right?"

"yes."

Coach Anxi laughed.

"I would also like to thank Sakuragi-san. If he hadn't sent me to the doctor in time, the current situation might be very dangerous, but it doesn't matter now."

"Sakuragi is still useful."

Mitsui pursed his lips and smiled, seeing that the coach was in a relaxed mood, he frowned worriedly.

"But...how about the competition? Coach, you are like this, I'm afraid you won't be able to attend in two days."

"Even without me..."

Anxi pondered for a moment, then looked at Mitsui, with a gleam in his eyes.

"You guys can handle it too, right? You just need to perform at your usual practice level."

"But……"

Mitsui lowered his head in frustration, and muttered childishly.

"Without the coach, I always feel uneasy."

"Mitsui."

Anxi stared at him quietly for a while, then said suddenly.

"Your spirit doesn't look very good. Are you uncomfortable? Timely rest is necessary. The match against Lingnan cannot lack your strength."

"I……"

Mitsui's voice was choked, his already fragile mental defense was suddenly seen through, and he couldn't help but choked up in a low voice.

"What is the purpose of playing basketball? Now I am getting more and more confused. What is what I need most... I don't want to regret it, that feeling is too painful, but... I am not reconciled, so unwilling..."

No matter what he said, he lowered his head and suddenly shed a few tears.The window clearly shows that today is a sunny day, but the gloomy topic still drags down the air in the ward.

"yes?"

Anxi's silent appearance clearly expressed that he was carefully considering how to word words to comfort his students.Pausing for a moment, he said.

"There are always one or two things in a person's life that will make you regret your original decision. It may not be appropriate to say this. I have experienced your current mood... If you make a decision against your will because of fear of regret, then in the future Don’t you still regret your current mood? Regret why you made that decision in the first place?”

"coach……"

Anxi seemed to be in some kind of deep thought, his eyes gradually became darker, and he heard the ticking of the wall clock on the wall, but did not answer right away.