From God's perspective, I complained about the world

I still don't know how Aomine Daiki managed to address such a gentle, beautiful, lovely and caring Ome as "ugly babe".

I don't know what he thinks, but I know that he is really destined to be lonely for the rest of his life.

I sent a lot of comforting emoticons to May on the opposite side of the phone, and I kissed, hugged and patted my head for a while.

Within a few minutes, she texted me back, saying that she was fine, and Mr. Heizi sent her back.

There is also a photo with Hei Zijun attached. In the photo, the blue-haired boy is as expressionless as ever, but the pink-haired girl has shown her usual smile. It seems that she has been comforted and is not so sad.

"Sure enough, Heizi-jun has a high EQ." I couldn't help but sigh, "Qingfeng is like a child who hasn't grown up, he's nothing more than a basketball idiot."

Although I can get it—he even called me, I guess he regretted it immediately after saying those words, and he was indeed worried about May, who ran away in anger.

May is not necessarily all angry, the relationship between childhood sweethearts is naturally not broken just because of a hurtful word.Maybe with Wuyue's gentle and kind personality, he would feel that Qingfeng hated her by saying those words.

But, I don't care about that much——

If I were May, I wouldn't be able to easily forgive this guy!Or to put it another way... when they quarreled, they would directly go back, until he had nothing to say.

after all.

"It is unforgivable to say such exaggerated words to a beautiful girl!"

I said angrily.

Someone poked my puffed cheek lightly, and I turned from a puffed mouth to a pout, and stared at it.

The boy who poked my face just bent his eyes and chuckled, he withdrew his fingers, raised his hand, and rubbed the top of my hair instead, which seemed to be somewhat comforting.

"Well, Dahui's temper is indeed a bit unrestrained, and sometimes he really doesn't think too much about what he says, and he doesn't mean anything malicious...Momoi must be very clear."

"I know this...he is the kind of disobedient? Speaking of which, Ah Zheng, you are actually not very good at getting along with this type... Ah, I remember that the school news department had interviews before, That's what you said, teammates who are not good at dealing with it, if you insist on it, it's Aomine."

"...Ah. Yeah. Sometimes we really don't get along."

"But I'm the same, I'm not the obedient type." I glanced over.

"Pfft." He smiled instead.

"What are you laughing at!"

"I'm sorry, although...but I really can't connect you, Mingyin, with Dahui."

"Who told you to connect us together! Qingfeng is so dark, I'm super white!"

"Pfft...is that the point?"

"And I'm much cuter than him in every way! To be honest, I just praised you for being cute, but I couldn't help but feel that if it was me who was like a child like a child, I would probably be fighting every day. Get over it."

"It's conceivable." Akashi Seijuro affirmed my hypothesis, but then said with certainty, "But there is no such 'if', your child is me, not anyone else. And ...Maybe the relationship between two people needs complementary personalities to last long."

"It makes sense."

People who don't give in to each other, tit for tat, and fight all day long may not be able to play from childhood to adulthood, and they may really say goodbye someday.

Me: "Ah Zheng, you are not good at dealing with Qingfeng's type, but you are good at dealing with me?"

In fact, I have always felt that I was the type he was least good at dealing with, but I never really asked him this question.

"What do you think?"

It actually brought the question back.

Me: "It's, it's okay...Although I think you should actually be bad at it, but..."

Really getting along, it seems that it is not all a matter of being good at or not good at.Because people are alive and change.

There is basically nothing Akashi Seijuro is not good at. Even if he is "not good at", he can find a way to deal with it positively. His learning ability is too strong, and he is very adaptable.

Whether or not he was "good at handling" me, there was no dispute that our relationship was still good.

How else can I let him.

You can't go too far as a human being.Otherwise, it's nothing to look for.

"In short, it's not because you are too gentle, Ah Zheng!"

"...Did you suddenly praise me at this time?" He smiled helplessly.

"Yes." I said confidently.

"Speaking of it, on the contrary, your best teammate was Midorima when you were in junior high school. So is Ling Yang the best teammate in school now? He calls you Xiaozheng!"

"It may not be the best relationship, but there are more opportunities to talk."*

After hearing this, I looked at him speechlessly.

"?"

"It shouldn't be like this. In fact, when you talked about Midorima before, you also used this tone." I cleared my throat, raised my hand to my chin, and imitated his serious tone, "Because Midorima is the deputy The captain’s relationship, so we communicate more.”*

"Any questions?"

"It's a serious problem." I curled my lips in displeasure, "If Midorima spoke like this, I would know that he just disliked his integrity, but Ah Zheng, you don't have any tsundere attributes."

So this is all true.He didn't even think there was anything wrong.

"Sense of distance" is a word that is often mentioned when others talk about Akashi Seijuro.

I've never really felt that way.

Even if everyone knows the same person, but because the relationship between themselves and this person is different, they will have different perceptions of this person and have completely different views.

But I also know that this "sense of distance" has always existed in the eyes of others, maybe it also exists in Ah Zheng's own eyes.

"...Although I know that you don't reject others so exaggeratedly, this may already be a very good relationship for you. But it seems...how should I put it."

"Your heart has a wall—"

"Is it a Chinese song?"

"Hey, I'm talking serious, but I just think it's very appropriate. It depends on the atmosphere. Why, do you want me to sing it for you?"

He bent his eyes: "It's not impossible."

I:"."

It is probably impossible to expect Akashi Seijuro to simply let go and make friends carelessly like other people of his age.At least for now this state is completely impossible.

"There is no wall."

"what?"

"...At least there is nothing between us, isn't it?"

There was the patter of rain outside the cubicle. The red-haired boy looked at me sideways, with a serious and focused look in his eyes, and a gentle smile on his lips.

"...There must be none!"

There is no wall of hearts between us!After all, she is a childhood sweetheart!

…………

The agreed summer festival was not a few days away, and I made an appointment to meet up with Akashi Seijuro at dusk, when the sun was about to set.

To be honest, there were so many yukatas that it was difficult to choose...but I didn't know which one to choose. I took pictures of each one when it was difficult to choose, and asked the person who wanted to go to the fireworks display with me.

He helped me make the decision very simply and neatly.

Akashi Seijuro has never had difficulty choosing, in everything.

The white cherry blossom pattern on the body is really beautiful.

It's rare to put my hair up, and I put on light makeup in a good mood.

Although there is nothing to see after dark at night, this can be regarded as a ritual sense of matching clothes.

When I met Ah Zheng, I saw that he was wearing a pure black bathrobe today. The young man has a tall and straight figure, strange-colored eyes, and a handsome face. When he is not smiling, he will have a cold feeling, and the black clothes are also perfect. Really handsome.

Very suitable.He also looks good in black.

Boys' yukatas don't have as many patterns and styles as girls' yukatas. When we went to the summer festival together, I saw him wearing a white yukata that few men would wear, with flying dragons on it.

That kind of color and pattern is really beyond the control of ordinary boys, but it suits him very well.

understood.

Although it is said that people rely on clothes, it is even more remarkable if people can control all clothes.

But before I could open my mouth to praise him, the man spoke first.

"Mingyin is very beautiful today." He said, "The makeup also suits you very well."

"Oh, um." I was a little stunned by the sudden compliment, and subconsciously responded, "Ah Zheng is also very handsome today."

He smiled, but there was no sign of being shy or humble.

What led us to say was not a polite word, but a fact.But it's actually true!There's no such thing as modesty when it comes to good looks (hey

The clogs hit the ground with a crisp sound.

Activities like summer festivals are naturally full of people coming and going, and there are various food stalls selling food on the side of the road, such as apple candy, chocolate banana, takoyaki, fried noodles... All kinds of flavors are mixed together, after all, they are all delicious food , still smells very attractive.

There are also various games, such as shooting, fishing for goldfish, water polo and the like.

The various lights are also colorful and very dazzling.

"Would you like something to eat?" The boy next to me asked me sideways.

"I don't feel hungry yet... Then go buy some apple candy first, and eat fried noodles when you're hungry."

The two of us walked to the stall selling apple candy. I was about to say hello to the boss, but I accidentally found an acquaintance.

The psychic next to him who hadn't seen him for a few days was holding a candy apple and looked over, a little surprised.

Apparently, meeting me here may also have been unexpected to him.

Saiki Kusuo didn't wear a yukata, but ordinary clothes. Compared to attending a summer festival, it seemed like he decided to go out for a casual stroll.

I met eyes behind green lenses.

"Sai Mu-kun?"

"...Student Dongtang."

Saiki Kusuo greeted me with a calm expression, his eyes paused for a moment on me, then he walked around me, raised his eyes and fixed on Akashi Seijuro behind me.

Qi Mu-jun raised his eyebrows, his eyes returned to me, and his tone was flat and calm: "Student Dongtang, did you come with someone else?"

At the same time, Ah Zheng put his hand on my shoulder and asked me with lowered eyes: "Mingyin, why don't you introduce me? This is your classmate?"

I:"……"

Wait... didn't I show you the photos.Don't you already know each other's name?Why do they all act like they don't know each other at all when they are face to face? Do you need me to introduce you? !

Obviously, I can sing "Another Me in the World" directly! !