[Comprehensive main volleyball] long distance pass

"Look! It's snowing!" Someone in the classroom shouted excitedly.

Chiho sat by the window, watching the dots of white snowflakes slowly drift down from the gray sky.

More than half of this semester has passed without knowing it. Since she has less and less contact with Niu Dao, the passage of time is like a running train for her, moving straight forward along the endless track.

Komiya at the front table pointed out the window and chatted happily with her. Chiho responded with a gentle smile, while turning her eyes to the looming mountains in the distance again.

"An Yuan, I found that you are a little strange recently." Xiao Gong said suddenly.

"Eh?" Chiho recovered from her daze and looked at Komiya.

Xiao Gong pouted: "As expected, you must have something on your mind."

Chiho quickly denied it: "No, no, no... Komiya, you think too much, I'm fine."

"Really?" The other party raised his eyebrows, his tone full of doubts.

"Really! I'm sorry...for making you worry about me so much." Chiho lowered her head and looked at the textbooks on the table, trying to hide her increasingly gloomy eyes.

"By the way! An Yuan, do you have time on Christmas Eve?" When she was glad that Xiao Gong didn't suspect anything, this friend asked her again as if he remembered something.

"Hmm... There should be some after club work, what are you going to do?" Chiho thought about the schedule, even if it was a holiday, Coach Washaku would not let the volleyball club have a holiday, and the only free time was after training.

Xiao Gong held the phone screen in front of her, and it was a colorful website: "Here! This karaoke has a promotion on that day~ The first 50 people who reserve a box in advance can sing for two hours for free!"

She elongated her voice: "—and, I'm one of those 50 people! How about it~ Do you want to come? Anyway, I don't have much fun singing alone, so I want to ask a few more friends to go together."

Chiho opened her eyes wide and wanted to take a few more glances, but Komiya moved her phone away and looked at her expectantly.

"This..." Chiho hesitated, "But I've never been to karaoke, is it okay?"

She has almost never been to this kind of entertainment venue, and has zero experience singing with a microphone.

"What? Yasuhara, you haven't been there yet? It's okay~ There is always a first time, how can a middle school girl not know how to sing K!" Xiao Gong was a little surprised, but she said it was okay.

"Okay~ I'll come if I'm free that day, thank you." Chiho finally agreed. The various things that happened recently made her feel too depressed. Going out with friends during the festival is also a good choice. .

Before that, Chiho's 15th birthday this year was spent at home with her mother as before.

Ushishima was still busy with training, and did nothing but send her a congratulatory email.

"Little Chiho~Happy Birthday!" Asami Yasuhara carried the cake box and shouted loudly as soon as she entered the door, "I brought you a cake!"

Chiho came out of the kitchen, wearing an apron, holding a rice spoon in his hand: "Thank you mom~ I've already cooked the rice, today's menu is..."

Before she could finish speaking, Yasuhara Mama jumped up and hugged her: "Woooooh~ my little Chiho is so kind! Mama loves you forever~"

Facing her mother's sudden confession of love, Chiho struggled helplessly: "Well...Although I want to say that I love you too, Mom, but if I don't let go of the food, I will be confused, okay?"

A sweet smell wafted from the stove. Today, Chiho cooked cream stew, which was perfect for eating in this cold weather.

There was also a warm light in the oven, and there was beef roasted in red wine.

No matter how unsatisfactory the school life is, it is of course to reward yourself on your birthday when you get home.

You can no longer let negative emotions affect your mother who has always loved her.

A cup of steaming black tea with sugar was placed in front of his father's coffin. This was his favorite drink during his lifetime, whether it was in normal times or in competitions.

Mamiko let go of Chiho, and let her daughter go back to the kitchen, while she opened the cake box - which contained Chiho's favorite strawberry cake. She cut off a piece and put it on a plate, and placed the cake in front of her husband's coffin.

The man in the photo is wearing a traditional kimono, kneeling in front of the chessboard. He has a pair of gentle purple pupils and short orange hair. He looks at the camera very kindly. This is Chiho's father, a professional chess player.

"Yuki, today is Chiho's birthday." Mamiko clasped her hands together, closed her eyes and bowed to the photo. Under the warm yellow light in the living room, the scene was extremely quiet, "Please continue to bless her in the future. You must live in peace."

Chiho put the food on the dining table and stared blankly in the direction of her mother.

"Mom, it's time to eat." After a long time, she called out.

"Yeah." Mamiko opened her eyes, turned and walked towards the restaurant.

The food on the dining table was so attractive that the mother and daughter couldn't help but move their index fingers.

"I'm gonna start now!"

The beef melted in his mouth with the aroma of red wine, and Chiho raised her head contentedly, leaving all her troubles behind.

What new coach, what volleyball team, get out of here!

Ruo Li, a volleyball fanatic, only cares about moving forward, he won't look back~

She has let go of this matter, and she just needs to be the manager obediently for the next year, just as Coach Jiujiang said.

Chiho picked up a strawberry and put it into her mouth. The sweet and sour juice mixed with the taste of fresh cream bloomed on her taste buds, making her want to stop it. It is indeed the No. 1 cake in her list.

Just as Chiho was eating to her heart's content, her mother suddenly took out a big gift box from her back.

"This is...?" Chiho asked, staring at the box.

"Of course it's a birthday present!" Yasuhara Mama said with a smile, "Little Ruoli didn't get to spend with you this year~ Isn't it sad?"

"No, I'm very happy." Chiho took the box with a blank expression.

There was actually a brand new set of shogi pieces and chessboard inside, Chiho looked at her mother in disbelief, this should be a lot of money.

"Hey~ Actually, I got a promotion and a salary increase recently." Ma Ma blinked, "Do you like it?"

"I like it! Thank you, Mom!" Chiho nodded heavily, feeling her whole body surrounded by love.

Her most cherished family members can also love her so tenderly.

There is nothing happier in the world than this.

After her birthday, Chiho swept away her boredom and regained her energy, and her face in the volleyball club became more and more natural, gradually no different from before.

After Coach Jiujiang came, she frowned.

"Ah, Senior Chiho." Ayane asked curiously, "You seem to be in a good mood today, what happened?"

This junior has long noticed Chiho's abnormality, but today's senior looks very different, which made her want to find out.

"It's nothing, Ayane~" Chiho waved her hand, "I'm fine now, thank you for your concern."

"Is that so...?" Ayane tilted her head, the short hair she had a year ago had grown a lot, and she became more like her sister Huayin.

"Yes~ah, Kinoshita and the others are going to rest, I'll go over there." Chiho said, turned and left.

"What, I'm obviously too concerned..." Ayane whispered, looking at Ushishima who was practicing jumping hair.

"Ushishima-kun too... when will you notice it?"

Two idiots, she thought.

After the routine time of club work was over, Chiho packed her things and walked out of the gymnasium with Ayane.

"Senior, Christmas is coming soon." Ayane said, looking at the snow on the ground.

Chiho tightened the orange plaid scarf around her neck, and put her frozen hand into the coat pocket.

——The scarf given to her by Niu Dao, she has been wearing it well this winter.

"Yes." She said, "Does Ayane have any plans for that day?"

"Not yet, my sister is going on a date with Senior Ozaki." Ayane replied.

"Oh~ But, I didn't expect your parents to accept Ozaki-senpai... Isn't Kanon-senpai supposed to have a marriage contract?" Chiho just remembered that she was too depressed during this time to pay attention to these things. .

"But he was rejected by the man's family, saying that his age was not suitable, and he didn't look for a new one after that." Lingyin said in a normal tone, "In fact, he is the same age as me, and Sister Huayin is older than him. When I was two years old, my parents wanted to introduce me to…”

Chiho and Ayane had already reached the school gate, and they were about to say goodbye when a black car was parked there.

"Hey, let's not mention this. It was a boring tradition of the previous generation. This kind of marriage contract that has been pushed back and forth will eventually be annulled..." Ayane lowered her head, and the butler of the Ziyuan family opened it respectfully. door.

"Ayane!" Chiho suddenly called out, interrupting her mumbling, "On Christmas Eve, Komiya and I are going to sing free karaoke, can you come?"

"Karaoke?" Ayane was stunned for a moment, then burst into a smile.

"it is good!"

It snowed again on Christmas Eve, adding another layer of romance to the festival.

In the karaoke box, the girls have come to the final chorus.

"White Christmas", they chose this song that fits the mood of the day to end the feast.

Chiho hummed softly along with the others, the soothing rhythm and light melody soothed all restlessness, even though it was the first time she heard this song, she could sing it by feeling.

"I didn't expect Senior Chiho to sing so well~" Ayane sighed after coming out of the box, "It feels like debuting is completely fine."

Chiho shook her head embarrassingly: "Ayane, you are too exaggerated... You are obviously the one who sings better."

"Not really!" Ayane clenched her fists, "Senior Chiho, you need to be more confident! Based on my experience, it will definitely be a big hit!"

As a child of a musical family, Ayane was forced to learn various musical instruments and sing since she was a child, and her sense of music, which is higher than ordinary people, made her swear by it.

When Chiho opened her mouth to sing, she was shocked.

Although her singing is a little nervous and immature, her timbre is sweet and soft like the sound of nature, and her grasp of intonation and rhythm is not like that of a person who comes to karaoke for the first time. No matter what style of music she can sing Adapt, like a born singer.

It's different from my own voice that was trained the day after tomorrow.

Ayane couldn't help feeling sorry for such a voice being buried, and had to admit that in this respect, talent is still more important.

Chiho didn't notice Ayane's slight disappointment. The girls had already walked outside the house, ready to bid farewell to each other and go home.

She held up her umbrella and walked down the street alone.Surrounded by festive decorations full of Christmas atmosphere and couples in pairs, Chiho's figure looked thin and lonely.

But she just walked forward consistently, walked out of the bustling business district, walked through the quiet streets, and occasionally a few dogs barked from other people's yards next to the street.

She didn't stop until she was almost past Ushido's house.

Niu Dao was standing at the door holding an umbrella, wearing a thick black overcoat, and carrying a sports backpack on his shoulder. It was obvious that he had just returned from school training.

Chiho stood far away under the street lamp, the edge of the umbrella covered her eyes, so she couldn't see her expression clearly.

—Suddenly I don't know how to face him.

Obviously he has let go, but the moment he sees him, his heart still hurts.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and Chiho felt that a thick layer had already accumulated on the umbrella.

Niu Dao looked at her.

"Chiho?" he asked, his voice hesitated, "What are you doing here?"

Ahh, there is no other way.

The girl gently shook the snow on the parachute, which made a fluttering sound when it fell on the ground, and then slowly walked in front of him.

"I went out to play with Ayane and the others, and I just came back." The voice was muffled, and Chiho and Ushishima were separated by a distance, her face was still hidden under the umbrella, so that he couldn't see clearly.

"Oh." Ujima replied, "Go home early, it's already late."

"You're right, Jolly," she said. "Then I'm going back."

Chiho took a step away and passed him and walked forward.

The moment he passed by, Ushijima suddenly noticed that there seemed to be some crystal light on Chiho's face under the illumination of the street lamp.

The arm was tightly grasped, Chiho let out a cry of pain, let go of her hand, and the umbrella fell to the ground.

Ushido finally saw clearly——

He was obviously smiling, but the tears were clearly printed on his face.

why?

These were the first words that came to his mind.

Before he could think of the answer, he imprisoned the girl with one hand in his arms almost instinctively.

Xueluo was silent, only the sound of her rapid breathing.

"Chiho..." Ushijima lowered his head and looked directly at the top of her head, "I said, I won't let you show this expression again."

"I'm sorry, is it because of Coach Jiujiang?" He asked tentatively, the usual strong aura disappeared, only infinitely soft and cautious, afraid of breaking something.

"No..." Chiho didn't dare to look up at him, her heart was beating very fast.

"I'm fine, it's not your fault, Jolie," she said, her voice trembling.

"If it's because of this incident..." Ushishima intuitively felt that it could only be this.

He also knew that he hadn't been able to talk to her properly in the past few months.

Every time he saw her lonely side face inadvertently, Ushishima's spiking action would freeze, and he was often scolded by the coach for this.

"I will never abandon anyone in the volleyball team, let alone you," he said.

Chiho's face rubbed against his clothes: "You don't need to say this, Ruoli, I never doubted you."

"So just do what you want," she said with a smile, looking up.

That snowy holy night is one of Chiho's warmest memories.

His arms, his voice, the words he had spoken.

Can't forget.

The author has something to say:

This chapter was written completely listening to the song...

I am so happy that there are so many friends who like Niu Ruo!