[Black Basket] The medicine cannot be stopped

Shintaro Midorima—insert, although he is the first male named in this article, but on my life, I have absolutely nothing to do with him—closer to the point, this is my classmate in the middle period of our country.

From the perspective of the seats in the class, he and I are just at the two ends of a straight line.

I am in the first row and he is in the last row.

...the only thing we have in common is that we are all in the same column.

Midorima is Mr. S's teammate in the basketball club, and also Mr. S's effective vice-captain.It can be seen that their relationship should be good, but I still don't like Midorima.

...Because he is so annoying!

God bother!It's too annoying to be annoying anymore!

The first boy I met in middle school was Midorima, because when he walked into the classroom on the first day of school, he was holding a chubby panda doll in his hand.

I was shocked to see this guy with a height of more than 1.9 meters walk into the classroom holding a soft cute object with a flat face, and felt that the world view collapsed for a moment.

Mom, who are my classmates...

↑ This is my most intuitive idea.

Since my seat was the first by the window, there was only a large window next to me.The window sill has a width of about [-] centimeters, which can be used to put a little sundries.

Midorima came to ask me with panda-kun in his hands.

"You...you want to put it here? Do you want me to look at this thing for you?"

Midorima Shintaro nodded as a matter of course and pushed his glasses at the same time.

"As you can see, if I put this on my desk, it will affect the sight of the class. But the drawers and lockers can't fit, so I can only put it here."

...I said, can you calm me down a little with your expression of "putting it here to save face"!

"Then why did you bring it to school? If you have such a hobby, why don't you just leave it at home and enjoy it slowly..."

Out of politeness among new classmates, I helped him tidy up the window sill and put Mr. Panda there properly.But this does not mean that the doubts in my heart will be reduced.

When I finally asked, Midorima's answer beat me once again.

"Hmph, this is not a hobby, this is the lucky thing for Cancer today."

After he said this in a very proud tone, he ignored me and walked back to his seat.

I sat in place for 10 minutes to digest the possibility that a boy actually carried his morning fortune teller with him every day.

Then it took me three years to discover that this is really possible...

Midorima Shintaro is really annoying not only because he is a fan of morning divination, but also because of his insincere and self-willed personality.

That kind of beating directly caused 90.00% of the people in our class to want to find a chance to beat him up.

But unfortunately, facing the height of 1.9 meters, no one really dared to attack.

I really can't imagine that such a spectacled Tsundere whose mental age is seriously below the average level can become a doctor...

How did the patients recover smoothly?

"Have you lost your memory?"

I was skeptical, but when I saw Midorima, the first sentence the other party said made my dislike index skyrocket.

"I told you it's not amnesia!"

Midorima flipped through the medical records with an unchanged expression, took out a pen and quickly began to write and draw on them, "This is not up to you, you will only know after a detailed examination."

Like Mr. S ten years later, Midorima will also... well, mature a lot.

In terms of height, there hasn't been much change. It can be seen from the appearance that he has gone through puberty and entered a mature and stable stage.But what is more surprising is that his mind seems to be still in adolescence.

"I heard you're getting a divorce?"

"..."

I think that anyone who winks a little should understand what should be said and what should not be said, right?

I took a deep breath, intending to calmly have a good talk with this guy who didn't play cards according to common sense, but he spoke before me again.

"Oh yes, you lost your memory."

He pushed his glasses, thought for a few seconds with his brain wrapped in thick green short hair, and continued to ask, "So, you don't even know you're married?"

I decided to fight back.

"Yes, it's like I didn't know you weren't married yet."

I believe my smile at this moment must be so fake that even this guy who "can't read his face" can tell it, because he obviously stiffened.Sorry, I've seen that you don't wear a ring, so it's useless to hide it now, okay?

"If you do the math, there should be 25 six this year, right? Although it is said that men don't need to get married too early, they have to prepare early." I looked at Midorima with a smile, "Could it be that ... even a girlfriend Not yet?"

"Don't worry about it!"

Enraged, Midorima shook his face at me angrily, as if he wanted to hammer the desk in front of him to the lower floor to be happy.

"If you have time to care about me, why don't you take good care of your body! What kind of strange disease..."

I don't blame Midorima for saying this, because even I, the person involved, have to admit that it is very strange for such a disease.

...Of course, whether it is a "disease" or not is still a matter of debate.At least I still hold the view of crossing at present.However, Midorima and Mr. S have the same idea, they all think that I have lost my memory.

Although this amnesia...well, it's a little...too radical.

"There is a very common phenomenon of amnesia," Midorima said to us while flipping through the thick materials, "It is caused by some kind of stimulation in real life, because the subconscious wants to forget reality, so in the I forgot the memories I didn’t want to face under my own psychological suggestion.”

Mr. S did not speak.

I also calmly expressed that I am too lazy to bird you.

Midorima was obviously not defeated by us, and he insisted on finishing his speech.

"Although I don't know the specific content of your divorce, I suspect that your amnesia is because you don't want to face the fact of divorce."

……

he……

actually……

really said it...

I froze for several seconds.

To be honest, it didn’t take long for Midorima to tell me what he wanted to express.Think about it, I finally met the lover of my dreams, and I was told to divorce before I could experience the happiness of life amidst the great joy. This kind of pain is simply inhumane, okay?

I couldn't help imagining the scene where I washed my face with tears at home with a pale face, trying to win Mr. S's heart back.

Tsk tsk, it's so tear-jerking.

I pleaded repeatedly but failed, and finally fell into a strange mood that I couldn't extricate myself from.Crying all day, what I get in return is not Mr. S who turns back, but my increasingly trance-like spirit, the reality and illusion that I can no longer distinguish clearly...

Since I can't bear to be separated from you, let me simply forget about meeting you.

Facing the snowflakes all over the sky, I made such a promise, and then fainted faintly in the ice and snow.

Snow is like my heart.

As cold, as pure.

……

…………

I really have a talent for writing scripts for [-]:[-] p.m.

Just when I was feeling happy, Mr. S, who had been silent behind me, suddenly spoke, and just like every time he spoke, it directly stunned all of us in place.

I'm not exaggerating, because what he said was—

"That's impossible, because the person who filed for divorce...is her."

"...!!!!"

No words can describe my mood. If I really want to say it, I probably want to slap myself ten times in the face, and then viciously ask myself what I think ten years from now.

Why do I want to divorce my dream lover Mr. S?IQ not only did not pick up but continued to drop?

In a daze, I subconsciously turned my head to look at Mr. S behind me.

Although his expression is still noble and glamorous, but I don't know why, this time I just saw a different taste in it.

...I think, that's probably what can be barely called "enough to make me commit seppuku now and apologize to Mr. S", the expression of distress, right?