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Oikawa-senpai decided not to go home with us from today.

He himself strongly stated that during this period of time, the dog food was already full, and eating any more would only increase the weight.

Senior Iwaizumi replied, don't worry, it doesn't matter whether you are a fat man of several hundred pounds, as long as you can still play a role on the court.

Oikawa is sad, do you think I am a tool person? !And Yanjiang, you need a little common sense, how can a person who weighs several hundred pounds give you the winning ball on the court...

Before he finished speaking, he was beaten again habitually.

So after some discussion with Iwaizumi-senpai, we decided to send Oikawa home first, and then Iwaizumi-senpai will send me home, the best of both worlds.

But I feel sorry for Iwaizumi-senpai who will go home alone in the future, he will definitely be lonely.

Oikawa: That’s not the point at all, is it? !

I accused him: "This is unfair to Iwaizumi-senpai, Oikawa-senpai, did you consider Iwaizumi-senpai's feelings when you had a girlfriend before?"

Oikawa felt that he was shot by an arrow, "I, of course, uh, damn it, I'm speechless."

Me: "You see right?!"

Iwaizumi caught in the middle of the argument: "..." Thanks, but I was fine at the time.

Oikawa: "But no matter what, you guys are worse! At least I don't even spend time with club activities day and night..."

Iwaizumi seized the opportunity to complain about Oikawa, "The fact that our volleyball club has never had a female manager is all because of you. The girls are always arguing because of you."

Oikawa was shot by another arrow.

"So you are not qualified to comment on this matter."

Ji Chuan was hit by hundreds of arrows, and his body was riddled with holes.

Finally he went to Hanamaki.

"Xiaojuan! Come home with me!"

"No."

"?!!!"

Things went nowhere.

02

But on Monday we all went home together.

Senior Iwaizumi took me to the noodle restaurant they used to go to, and told me that the char siew here is delicious.

I sat next to him and ordered a soy sauce ramen, and I felt delicious just smelling it.

After taking a few sips of the soup, Senior Iwaizumi asked me, "How is it?"

I subconsciously wanted to say it was delicious, but when I saw his approaching face, I suddenly became hypocritical.

That's right, it feels like it's been a long time since we last hugged each other in the storage room of the gymnasium, and Iwaizumi-senpai has been alone with each other... Well, definitely have to!The kind of atmosphere that only belongs to the passionate love between couples!Physical interaction!

It's not that Iwaizumi-senpai doesn't take the initiative, and he will hold my hand first on the way home, but I always feel that there is something missing between us recently.

What is missing is just the distance of a volleyball?

No hey!

I glanced at him nervously, and stammered, "Yes, a little...maybe...maybe it's not very to my taste, but as long as..."

My implication is that it may not be my taste now, but if Iwaizumi-senpai can secretly feed me a bite--that would be great! ! !

Whether it's a burnt fried egg or stinky octopus feet, I'll love it!

However, would it be too much to suddenly make such a request when everyone is around? Would Senior Iwaizumi not be happy to do such a nasty thing in public...

I am both looking forward to and worrying.

"Then let me change with you."

Yanquan simply exchanged his dry noodles with my soup noodles, and added:

"But I ate a few bites just now, if you don't mind, I'd better order another one—"

!!!

It seems that my hair is blown visible to the naked eye.

Although, originally, I kind of expected him to hear what I said and feed me...

But—this is already beyond expectations!

"No, no, no! This, this is very good!"

Woooooooooooooo, Senior Yanquan has eaten a few mouthfuls of noodles!

I can even see half of the noodles he bit off on it!

Indirect kissing!This is indirect kissing!

"That's good. What would you like to drink with dry noodles? Do you want water or tea, or what other beverages do you want to drink?"

Iwaizumi asked me with concern. I grabbed the chopsticks and almost lowered my head into the bowl. I didn't notice that the roots of my ears and neck were already red.

"... water is fine, thank you."

"Okay, wait for me to get off."

Iwaizumi-senpai asked for a glass of water for me. While I was embarrassed, I choked on eating too fast and coughed desperately, so he patted me on the back to comfort me.

"Sure enough, it's still a little too dry, or use other kinds of noodle soup."

"No need, this is really delicious!"

"As long as you like it."

"..."

Behind us, a group of people fell silent.

After a long while, Song Chuan regained his mobility and said, "I envy the dead."

Hanamaki also agreed.

Oikawa felt that he had made a fake girlfriend in the eyes of his teammates.

But this is an illusion, and the root cause is simply that he and Iwaizumi are in different positions in the eyes of teammates.

03

The defeat came suddenly.

The firepower like a giant cannon smashed all obstacles, the ball landed, and then bounced high; the whistle at the end, one side's cheers for victory, and one side's kneeling in despair, were completely divided into two different worlds by the net.

I hadn't even recovered from the shocking feeling of the finals of the college qualifiers, and I had to face the moment when the dreams of a group of teenagers who were full of enthusiasm and chasing were shattered.

It was the first time I saw such expressions on the faces of Iwaizumi-senpai, Oikawa-senpai, and the volleyball club who have always been indomitable.

It seems that they are still in the astonishment of the score gap between the two sides.

...can't cry.

He watched helplessly that the gap of two points that could be caught up turned into three points, four points, and finally tried his best, but failed to save the last point.

Cheers and blessings are not reserved for the losers.

The slogan of Shiratorizawa High School occupied the entire stadium.

After packing up our things, we quickly left the gym.

I was carrying a backpack full of water bottles, and Iwaizumi-senpai walked up to me and said, "Give it to me."

"..."

Looking at his face, I was speechless for a while, and suddenly I didn't know what to say, and I didn't know what expression to show to face him.

I handed him the backpack without refusing, and the two walked at the end of the line relatively silently.

I want to say things like "you were great", "great game", "next time we will win".

But I have rehearsed it countless times in my mind, and after all, speaking it will become dry, tasteless nonsense, it is better not to speak.

Although I am now immersed in the frustration and unwillingness of being forced to leave the court with them, I still can't empathize with them.

And I, who can't empathize with him, can say any useful words of comfort to him.

I stared straight ahead, staring at the backs of the volleyball club members walking in front who were still looking straight ahead, and stretched out my hand to hold the hand of Senior Iwaizumi next to me.

He was the same, always walking without looking sideways, and holding my hand tightly.

04

By the time we got to the bus, Senior Oikawa had already recovered a lot. With a crying voice but full of fighting spirit, he turned his head and said harsh words to the gymnasium, saying that next time Niu Ruojiang would cry and fall at his feet.

When passing by his side, Senior Hanamaki couldn't help complaining: "First find out who is crying right now."

Senior Oikawa sniffed and said firmly, "I didn't cry! I'm the man who wants to hit Niu Ruojiang's face hard next time!"

Matsukawa: "Then next time you can try to rotate the main attacker, the opponent will never expect it."

I bypassed them and went to the luggage compartment to organize everyone's backpacks, preparing to dawdle until the last one to get on the bus.

After returning to school, they should hold a review meeting as usual. Should I avoid it after the end and let Iwaizumi-senpai and Oikawa-senpai go together.

Would Senior Iwaizumi want me to comfort him, instead of thinking that this is sympathy for the weak.

Whether he is willing to let me see his weakness... I don't know, and I can't be sure that I am a necessary existence for him at this moment.

"Shoushan."

Just as I was thinking about what reason I should tell Senior Iwaizumi when I go back to school, he walked up to me, pushed the last luggage bag inside and put it away, and then closed the luggage compartment door for me. .

"Let's go home together later," Senior Iwaizumi said.

His eyes were reddish, and the resentment of losing the game still remained on his face.

However, what he showed was the same composure and calmness as before. If he insisted on saying something different, he looked at me with some paranoia and firmness at this moment and said, "Let's go together."

From dating to now, he has never faced me with such an undeniable attitude.

With a strong and aggressive spirit like on the court, but not easy to invade my field.

I think he must have been keenly aware of my retreat and the hidden lack of self-confidence in my heart.

I thought about it, nodded and said, "Well, good."

05

After the review meeting, Iwaizumi-senpai was waiting for me at the top of the stairs.

It's not too late at night, the small commodity street is brightly lit, and people come and go.

We walked through the noisy street and turned the corner into the residential area. The dim street lights and quiet atmosphere formed a different scene from the daytime.

Occasionally, a few barks sounded, and moths could be faintly seen fluttering under the street lamps.

In this situation, I was the first to say, "When I was young, when I was playing baseball, I was very happy, but sometimes I cried."

Senior Iwaizumi looked at me with some surprise, I avoided the word "lose" and continued:

"But the next morning after crying, I forgot everything, and I still went to play baseball as before, as if I had forgotten all the memories of the past."

"I often think, I should not be suitable for it, otherwise how could I have no idea when I saw my partner who was still sad the next day."

"I've heard such a saying, the real weakness is to forget the unwillingness immediately after being sad."

I felt that Iwaizumi-senpai held my hand, not the kind with interlocking fingers, but the kind that can wrap my fingers tightly, the palm of the hand.

"To be honest, I fell in love with Iwaizumi-senpai at first sight."

"But the time to really fall in love with Iwaizumi-senpai is when you are off the court."

I don't know what to say, I don't know what to convey, but I desperately want to express an emotion to him.

It's not the way he looks on the court that makes me more excited.

It was the appearance of him, whether he came back with victory or failure, still walking towards me with his head held high.

"That's right, Senior Iwaizumi is a hero."

Iwaizumi-senpai was the kind of person who would bite into pieces and swallow whatever emotions he felt, whether happy or unbearable, and then walked on with his head bleeding the next day.

He will never forget, but he won't always take it to heart.

After all, it is difficult for a person with heavy memories to walk, but a person without memories will lose their way.

Seeing my eyes sparkle, Iwaizumi put his hands on my head.

For no reason, I lowered my head by half, and looked at him for no reason.

"It's too late to wake up, idiot."

...I, am I stupid? !

Speaking of lack of vocabulary, Iwaizumi-senpai can only talk about idiots and idiots.

I wanted to say it before, where did he learn to use the word idiot who has always only scolded Oichuan for being an idiot!

Poke my dissatisfied swollen cheek, Iwaizumi said:

"It's not the first time we've fought against Shiratorozawa and Niuruo, and the defeat we've learned is not such a serious matter. At least in the next year, two years, or even five years later, maybe there will be a relationship between us and them. In the end, there was no ending without regrets.”

"But despite this, the frustration of each failure will still not be relieved, and our pace of moving forward may not necessarily become brisk. Only by grasping every day, every practice, and every game can we continue. Otherwise, there is no room for it at all.”

He held my face in one hand, lowered his head and said to me:

"We want to go to a higher place and a bigger stage. It is precisely because we all know this truth that we will laugh fearlessly when we win, and weep unwillingly when we lose."

"We are all ordinary people. Even if I play 120% of my strength on the court, I can only accept it when I lose; and when I play improperly, even if I don't reach 40% in practice, I am also entitled to feel the result. .”

...In the end, it was him who comforted me instead.

He gently wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes with his fingertips, and said some heartless words frankly.

"Honestly, I don't need any consolation. Because I can stand up on my own even if no one comforts me, that's not a requirement."

"So you don't have to worry about what to say to me. It's not your responsibility. When you want to say something, tell me naturally. If you don't want to say or don't know what to say, just stay by my side."

I know these words are true.

On the one hand, I am a little sad that Senior Iwaizumi doesn't need me, and on the other hand, I am impressed by his strength.

I think this is not to deny my remarks, and it is the same for me. If I encounter a battlefield that belongs to me and lose the battle, it does not need the support of Senior Iwaizumi to know how to get up and stand.

Instead, he wiped my tears more and more.

I saw a helpless smile on his face, and then he held my face in both hands, his forehead against mine, and we breathed each other.

"...However, I still want to hear your words of comfort."

"In the end, you still want me to comfort you."

I sobbed, accusing him with some grievances, and raised my fist to beat him.

Iwaizumi-senpai let my fist rage without complaint, and laughed, "Sorry, I'm sorry to trouble you."

I had no choice but to hug his neck tightly and burrow myself deep into his arms.

"...I really can't help you."

"Hmm." Iwaizumi wrapped his arms around my back, rubbed against the side of my ear, and answered in a nasal voice.

"How about going to Tokyo together next time?" I said.

"I wish for it." He kissed my ear.

On a moonless night, the stars twinkle and adorn the night.

The breeze blows off the remaining dead leaves on the branches, and new shoots are growing into green leaves.

Our summer is not over yet.

The author has something to say:

I finally got it out, it’s so hard for me, I feel that I can’t write one ten-thousandth of the handsomeness of Iwa sauce, it’s dry

The Qingcheng chapter should end(?)