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into the night.

The wind is hunting.

When receiving the call from Chiba, Fujimoto walked alone on the busy street with a cold face.

"Yu." The voice on the phone was a bit dignified.

"..." Putting the phone to his ear, Fujimoto stared at the busy street in front of him, silent.

"Where are you?"

"Qianye." Putting one hand into the pocket of the windbreaker, Fujimoto lowered his eyes indifferently, not intending to respond to the other party's inquiry, "What's the matter?"

"Yu, why did you let Xiaokai leave like that during the day?" Chiba's voice was full of confusion, "It's that critical moment, why didn't you explain to him clearly what happened back then?"

"..." Walking silently, Fujimoto looked up slightly, looking at the open sky at the top of the street buildings, with a wry smile on his lips.

"Yu?"

"Didn't I tell you Qianye before." Closing his eyes, Fujimoto said indifferently, "So what if I explained it. Can his mother come back to life?"

"But it's you that kid misunderstood now!" Hearing the other party's calm voice, Chiba became excited, "It's not your fault at all, why do you want to take the blame?!"

The dark eyebrows gradually became gloomy, Fujimoto's eyes flickered helplessly, and he remained speechless.

After an unbearable silence, he spoke slowly.

"Qianye, have you ever felt the pain of the death of a loved one?"

"…uh, uh, I know how that feels."

"No, you don't understand." The face was full of bitterness, but Fujimoto's tone was calm, "Maybe you can understand, but you haven't experienced it, so you can't fully understand it."

"..."

Although Fujimoto's words were calm and breezy, they hit Chiba's heart little by little like a thin cone.

Indeed, from birth to now, he has not really experienced the feeling of losing a loved one.

He has always thanked God for not letting him leave such scars in his heart.

The fingers holding the mobile phone tightened slightly, and Fujimoto stared intently at the dotted neon lights on the street, and said solemnly: "Kai's mother's death was not Kai's own fault, but he has been blaming himself subconsciously, blaming him for the past. The one who didn’t rush to the scene.”

"Huh? Yuu? What are you talking about? That guy has been targeting you since the beginning, hasn't he?"

"..." Hearing this, Fujimoto's expression froze and he closed his eyes, "So, it's impossible for you to understand that kind of emotion."

"...What...feelings?"

"That kind of frustration that wants to save something, but can't do anything." Stretching out his hand and stroking his forehead slightly, Fujimoto continued, "It is precisely because of frustration that I desperately want to catch something to vent and blame, even if it's just a narrow line. The window is enough."

"..." Listening to Fujimoto's quiet statement, Chiba remained silent, slowly digesting the other party's faint pain that was so vivid even through the phone.

——It is precisely because of frustration that I desperately want to catch something to vent——

So... what he meant... Kay blamed Fujimoto on the surface, grabbed Fujimoto to vent, but actually—

I can't forgive myself for not being able to rush to the scene at that time.

"But Yuu, it's not an option to hide it from him like this, after all—"

"Anyway, don't tell the truth."

Interrupting Qianye, Fujimoto's voice was cold and indifferent.

"why?!"

"Qianye, I want you to swear here." With his eyes closed, Fujimoto continued, "No matter what happens, don't tell that kid the truth."

"But, Yu--"

"swear."

"I..." Gritting her teeth, Qianye sighed bitterly.

"Chiba."

"I...I swear..." Holding her breath, Qianye was extremely depressed.

Hearing the assurance from the friend on the other side, Fujimoto's face softened slightly.

Taking a long breath of the cool air at night, Fujimoto looked at the sparse stars in the sky, feeling a little dull in his heart.

If you tell that kid the truth, the other party will definitely take all the responsibility on the other party himself.

And that, with that kid's character, will definitely...

collapse.

So, just keep it as it is now.

Let that kid transfer his hatred to his vine itself, and let him take those responsibilities for the other party.

Putting one hand into the tip of his hair, Fujimoto looked deeply.

If it can ease the pain in the other party's heart——

Even if only a little--

is also sufficient.

After a while, he responded silently: "Thanks."

After finishing speaking, he stopped in front of a building, watched the flow of people coming in and out of the gate, and tightened his cell phone: "By the way, Chiba, I will return to the United States tomorrow night."

"……Eh?!!"

"So, here's a favor, I want you to help me."

"...Help?...No, Yuu! Why do you want to go back so suddenly? You came here specifically to see that kid. If that's the case, then why—"

"You've seen it, haven't you?"

"..."

"I have arranged for him Dr. Morita, he has a lot of research on leg problems, I believe he will have a solution for Kai's situation."

"But! Yu..."

"Qianye, accompany me to Xiangyue tomorrow."

"...Hey! Yu!" Realizing that the other party didn't take his protest seriously at all, Chiba couldn't help shouting in frustration.

"please."

**

the next morning.weekend.

When Fujimoto led Chiba to the extremely lively indoor basketball court in Xiangyue, Chiba hadn't realized what the other party wanted to do for a while.

"Uh...you?"

He called softly, but the silent man next to him just walked outside the barbed wire outside the arena, staring intently at the arena surrounded by loud voices.

Staring at Fujimoto's face puzzledly, Qianye couldn't help but slowly looked forward along the other's eyes.

On the bustling court, a silver figure was seriously dribbling the ball, letting sweat ravage his entire face.

"Ah! Xiaokai! Why did he come out to train again!" Chiba felt his nerves tremble violently the moment he positioned the figure opposite, and turned his head instinctively to look at the ice-silent man beside him in the next second.

However, to his surprise, Fujimoto's expression didn't change at all, he just stared intently at the figure who was seriously exercising on the court.

"...Yu?..."

"..." Putting his hands in his pockets, Fujimoto locked onto the figure on the field expressionlessly.

Looking at Fujimoto's smudged and complicated face, Qianye couldn't help but frowned helplessly, and sighed: "Yu."

"..."

"If you can't let go of that kid, then just stay! You—"

"Qianye." Slowly interrupting Qianye's words, Fujimoto turned his head sideways, staring at Qianye silently with a pair of dark eyes like ancient springs.

"Huh...huh?" Shocked by the other party's serious expression, Qianye raised her eyebrows dryly.

"Give this to Kay."

However, just when Chiba was puzzled by Fujimoto's intentions, the other party slowly took out a bunch of keys from his pocket, and then slowly removed the key chain on it.

Staring at the opponent's movements, Qianye couldn't help but look at the key chain.

——A badly worn toy basketball chain.

"What does it mean……?"

"It's troublesome."

After finishing speaking, before Chiba could respond, Fujimoto nodded solemnly at him without any intention of explaining, then turned around and walked away steadily.

"Yu, yo!... Tetsuya!" couldn't help blurting out the other party's former name, Qianye's eyes were filled with bitterness, "Stay here and explain clearly to Xiaokai!"

Fujimoto's tall body did not stop.

After a while, he disappeared at the corner of the basketball court.

"Tetsuya--"

Looking at the empty corner, Chiba's brows were twisted into a rope.

Just subconsciously chased after two steps, but the road in front of him was forcibly blocked by a figure.

Staggering and stalling, Qianye Fang wanted to say sorry and turned away, but in the next second, an indifferent question poured down his head like cold water: "Why are you here?"

Clutching the basketball keychain that Fujimoto gave him just now, Chiba raised her head subconsciously.

The sight broke into the silver figure with a hostile face.

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