blue fantasy

Sorrow.

"Why...why did I waste such a good time..."

His eyes were blurred, his whole body became more and more unbearably hot, his clothes were completely soaked in sweat, his body trembled uncontrollably, even to the point where he felt terrible.The hallucinations that occurred when I fainted just now attacked again, those ridiculous and miserable years... If everything can be restarted...

In this deserted corner, behind the noise, Mitsui gnawed away the regrets of the past...

I don't know how long it has passed, a pair of slender hands appeared in his lowered eyes, those fingers slowly searched over, caressed his cheeks, and silently wiped away the tears in his eyes.Mitsui looked up in surprise, and Ayako knelt in front of his eyes, staring at him with a little sadness.Mitsui turned his face away in embarrassment and remained silent.Ayako straightened her body slightly, stroked his hair gently, and said softly.

"Is it better now?"

"What are you doing here?"

Mitsui moved away from her slightly, muttering vaguely.

"I don't want you here alone."

Ayako sighed and sat down beside him.

"Let's go, the game is about to end."

"What if I lose?"

Ayako lowered her eyelashes halfway as if she was talking to herself, murmuring quietly.

"Even if your physical strength is weak, wouldn't it be fine if you come back after practicing hard?"

"What do you know?!"

Mitsui couldn't help becoming angry from embarrassment, and shouted in a low voice.

"I don't have time anymore. If I can't attend the national competition this time, I..."

He was a little speechless.

"But it won't help if you feel sorry for yourself here."

Mitsui blushed instantly.

"I don't want to talk to you, leave me alone for a while."

Glaring at her fiercely, he threw down a sentence in a fit of anger, and turned his face away.Ayako hesitated for a moment, then stood up slowly.

"Until the end... Never give up hope! If you give up, the game will be over! Is that what you said? That Mitsui-senpai who never gives up is the one I really like...I like you, Mitsui Senior!"

There was an unbearable silence, and Ayako's arm was tightly grasped.She looked down at him, but Mitsui didn't look directly at her, but held her wrist tightly.While Ayako was in confusion, Mitsui straightened up, hugged her tightly, pressed her face on her shoulder as if trying to embed her in his body, and wept softly.He cried silently, so depressed.Ayako's heart throbbed... He let her go slowly, and kissed her while Ayako wiped away his tears.

It's hard to tell if this is a kiss of happiness or pain, Ayako closed her eyes sadly, and responded to him obediently.Just when the feeling of dizziness reached its climax, Ayako heard him shouting involuntarily.

"Don't leave me! I beg you!!"

……

There was a loud noise outside the door, and someone suddenly pushed open the door on the walkway and rushed in.

"We won! Xiangbei VS Lingnan, 70:66!"

In the end, Mu Mu's three-pointer won the game, and Xiangbei got the ticket to the national competition.

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It was after ten o'clock in the evening when we parted ways with the Sakuragi Corps, worried that he would think of Ayako and be sad when he was alone, so Yohei deliberately indulged in playing with his companions until late at night.No matter how close friends are, there will always be a moment of temporary separation. With exaggerated strides, Yohei punches the air, imagining hitting Mitsui's head like a ball, and he feels a little refreshed. He looks up at the dark Night Sky sneered a few times.

"Ah... I really want to have a fight with someone! It's great that Sakuragi can enter the national competition, why don't we find a place to have a good drink."

"It's okay to go, but you won't feel better even if you drink like this, and going will only be more of an excuse to drown your sorrows."

Noma, who was grabbed by his sleeve, smiled helplessly, and pointed to the tram stop that was far away.

"Go back and sleep well, and you will forget all your troubles, and it will be a new beginning."

Yohei stared in the direction of the tram stop for a while, then walked over silently, the more he walked, the more painful his heart became.The others lived in the opposite place to Yohei, and naturally they took the tram in the opposite direction. When they got down the stairs leading to the platform, Noma suddenly said something.

"Forget about her."

This is the second time he said the same thing today, should he be praised for his keen insight, or should he be depressed that his mood has become so bad.Listening to the sound of the tram approaching from far to near, Yohei pulled himself together and laughed dryly.

"Don't worry, I'm not that vulnerable..."

Halfway through the conversation, the tram pulls into the station.Yohei nodded to everyone and entered the carriage.

"tomorrow……"

Noma's words disappeared with the closing of the automatic door, and the tram started slowly.In the crowded carriage, he found a seat by the window and sat down, absent-mindedly admiring the darker night scene than usual.When I was alone, the unpleasant events of the day rushed to my mind one by one, and my mood inevitably became melancholy.nasty day...

Maybe one day, he will regret it, but now he doesn't regret making that decision.After thinking about it for a few days, I understood the answer I was looking for: before trusting others, you must first trust your own heart, this is the starting point of everything.But when he really made up his mind to back down, he relied on Ayako's strength.

Maybe my choice was a mistake, or I tried my best to trap you. If there are no accidents, maybe we can be together smoothly.But is it good or bad for the two of us to continue to communicate as if nothing had happened?It was probably the work of my remaining self-esteem, and it was unexpected that I had never been so deeply in love with someone.It feels like receiving a graduation certificate from you, Shimizu Ayako... Shimizu, I hope you can talk about a love without complaints or regrets.Bye now……

The tram moved forward slowly and steadily in the night, and against the backdrop of the dark night, the windows reflected Yohei's crying face.After all, I am still a good person... He was in a daze, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, recalling scenes of the past.The first meeting by the Danshui River, the baseball field, crying in the heavy rain... Ayako with different expressions in different places is so clear in his mind.He stared out of the window silently, the sky was pitch black, and the stars were all swallowed up by dark clouds.His tears couldn't help bursting out, rolling down in clusters, Ayako's figure flashed in front of his eyes time and time again like a dream.

"Can you please don't go!Stay... stay by my side, even if... just for a few minutes...』

"...I won't go, I won't go to Mitsui's place..."

"I won't meet Mitsui again! 』

"Mito-san, please don't leave me!You have to... stay with me..."...

Don't cry!Fool...you are a man...he scolded himself reflected in the car window.Even though there are thousands of words in my heart, I can only endure it by myself, and my chest is churning non-stop.The tram raced along the track, and "Ayako" - Yohei's first unrequited love - couldn't call her by her name until the end.Tears flowed down his handsome cheeks like a stream in the mountains. Yanghei twitched and closed his eyes tightly. While weeping silently, he silently blessed her from the bottom of his heart: Come on!Shimizu...

Goodbye……

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Extra

responsibility

Although it is already September, the aftermath of summer has not dissipated. Except that the temperature difference between day and night is wider than that during summer vacation, the heat during the day is still extremely unbearable.Fifteen minutes had passed since the last time the clock struck before school ended. Mitsui raised his forehead and looked through the notes he had just made during the lecture.After the start of the new semester, all the third graders are in the state of preparing for battle. Even De Nan, who usually doesn't pay attention to his homework, keeps complaining to him with a sad face: If he can't get into the university smoothly, his parents will The daily funding is completely stopped, so even a third-rate university has to work hard to study.

In comparison, the situation on my side is not so severe, but it has indeed reached a point that cannot be ignored.So far, the teacher has asked privately more than once about the intention of entering a higher school.Although Mitsui has repeatedly stated that he hopes to be admitted to a university in Tokyo, he himself knows that in Tokyo, which has the highest admission rate in the country, the competition there is even more terrifying. Is it too overpowering for him to make such a plan?So when he saw the wry smile on his teacher's face as expected, he couldn't help but feel regret for the past again.The teacher patted him on the shoulder and said vaguely: "Since you have made a decision, you should work hard." In fact, these meaningless suggestions are useless at all.

He sighed, thinking of the person he met yesterday, the advice he gave, although harsh, may be the most practical.

After finishing club activities last night, Mitsui walked alone along the trail outside the school wall, his sweaty body was blown by the evening wind, and he couldn't help shivering.The leaden sky spread heavy above, and the dead leaves of the roadside avenues rustled.Because it was approaching eight o'clock and there was no one else but him at this moment, Mitsui's heart became heavy.

Akagi and Mugure, who used to be active in the basketball team, retired and no longer appeared.The only one who still continued club activities in the third grade was himself.Even if you continue to play basketball, you may not be able to get recommended to enter the university, but it is also necessary to take the exam in a proper manner.The feeling of wanting to continue playing basketball completely filled the emptiness and uneasiness that once existed. It was like getting drunk on music, and even the blood vessels were boiling with joy.

Then he saw the man.A young man of about 20 years old was standing obliquely in front of him three meters away from the trail. He was wearing a well-tailored suit.