[Comprehensive] Escape from shame is useless

At the end of the day's competition, the women's tennis team, which had won four games in a row, successfully advanced to the preliminaries and qualified to participate in the county competition.The county competition will start next month, and the next month will be another intense preparation period.

"Although we won the game today, we still can't relax. The next county competition will be the highlight! The victory celebration will be postponed to next month. Now, let's disband!"

After Chisato Ichinose made the announcement, Jasmine didn't think much, and left with Aomine first.So she didn't realize at all that this was just a good way her dear minister came up with to let her enjoy the world of two without any pressure.

After they left, the teammates who had already dispersed secretly regrouped.

"I said Minister, do we want to..." Sha Luo, the younger sister of the twins, winked.

"Shaluo, you will be punished for obstructing other people's love." My sister pushed her glasses with a glance.

"It's a rare opportunity. As a latecomer, you can increase your experience by studying the relationship of senior sister! In this way, you won't be deceived by strange men like your sister in the future!"

"Who was cheated! I wouldn't like a scum like Ito!"

"Hmph, who was it that Xiaocheng Xiaocheng called every day at that time, so nasty~"

"you!"

"Okay, okay," Ichinose hugged the two girls, "Everyone is tired today, it's more important to fill our stomachs first. Besides, there will be many opportunities like this in the future." Give me a look you know.

"Okay...but I want to order two servings of beef rice! Don't try to persuade me today!"

"Yes, yes, let go of your stomach and eat." Really, I don't know where those meals have been eaten.Every time I think of Sha Luo eating so much and maintaining a better weight than myself, I feel hopeless in life.

They are obviously twins... Sometimes this world is really unfair.

"Chitose, if you don't keep up, will I leave you?"

"Ah, just come." After Miota pressed the send button on the phone, he followed his teammates again.

Yuno was furious after reading the email.

What does it mean that Jasmine is also a good match for her boyfriend?What does it mean to create a two-person world for them?Mioda Chitose, you are the person I sent to monitor, cough, protect the little angel, how could you put a play on her so easily?

By the way, which wild boy is this?Dare to pretend to be a little angel's boyfriend?

Aomine Daiki?Who?

Not knowing that her teammates plan to go eat and drink behind her back, and that there is an indeterminate time bomb at home that is going crazy, after parting with Ichinose and the others, Jasmine also bought two ice creams, and ate with Aomine Walk aimlessly in the street.

"Tennis is not difficult to learn. With such good physical fitness, you may be able to get started in a few days."

"Oh."

"If you're embarrassed, I can tell Zhengjun for you."

"say what?"

"Say you're going to the tennis club."

"Huh? Wait!" The black-skinned boy who had been thinking empty-headed widened his eyes, "When did I say I was going to transfer?"

Jasmine also turned her head to look at him, and asked puzzledly, "Didn't you say you don't like basketball, you like tennis?"

I admit that I like it, but I didn't say I like tennis.

The words stuck in his throat, but failed to escape from the pure eyes of the girl.

His silence was also understood by Jasmine as having something to hide. After thinking about all kinds of possibilities for a long time, Jasmine still turned back to a certain person.So she patted the boy on the shoulder generously and said:

"Don't worry, I'm here. If Zhengjun is really angry, I will help you! We fought for several years over which tennis or basketball was better. Although no one was able to convince the other in the end, Zhengjun must have no doubts about tennis. I know as much as basketball. So even if you say you want to change to tennis, it's absolutely fine!"

Zhengjun Zhengjun's name...was really affectionate, and he obediently called him and everyone else by last name.

Speaking of which, this girl seems to be that guy's childhood sweetheart, right?

Let that guy take advantage of all the benefits, it's really irritating!

Qingfeng's face became even darker, he tore off the girl's hand on his shoulder, and dragged her forward without saying a word.

"Hey, don't believe me! Although Zheng Jun loses his temper, it's a bit scary, but if you say it well, he will definitely not hold you back."

"I'm serious, it's really not possible, at worst, you transfer to another school like me."

"Let me tell you that our school's men's tennis team is very good, just like the Diguang men's basketball team, it has scored two consecutive championships."

"Mr. Qingfeng—"

"Shut up!" He couldn't bear it and turned around and said fiercely to her.

"...Oh." The girl curled her lips pitifully, and shut up obediently.

Just when Jasmine thought that Qingfeng was dragging her back to Diguang like this, he stopped.

Parked next to a roadside basketball court.

A little boy about 7 or 8 years old is practicing shooting.But no matter what posture he uses, the basketball seems to be against him, just can't get into the small basket.Even though there was no progress, the little boy was not discouraged, and continued to repeat the process of dribbling, throwing, and picking up the ball, never tired of it.

"It seems to be having a good time."

Qingfeng didn't answer.

She took a strange step forward, tilting her head to observe the boy's face.

Under the setting sun, the young man's dark skin glowed a healthy chocolate color, which was the sun's reward for his sweat.He was looking there persistently, but his expression was mixed with confusion and pain.

Just like that year, when she was forced to choose between two things, her expression in the mirror was the same.

Hope, but deterred.

At this moment, Jasmine also suddenly understood.

It's not that he doesn't like it anymore, it's just that he doesn't know how to like it.

"Sometimes, you don't have to force yourself to do things you don't want to do." The girl lowered her head, her long bangs cast a shadow on her face, "What others call correct is not necessarily true for us. Why do we have to move forward, what's wrong with just staying where we were? If that would make us happier, just stay where we are."

Qingfeng didn't expect to hear such words from her mouth, turned his head to look at Jasmine, and landed on the racket bag behind her.

[Speaking of which, our school's women's tennis team also won the championship this year, just like our men's basketball team.I heard that there is a collective name for adding them up - Diguang Shuangbi, which is too handsome! 】

【Kise-kun, Teiguang Shuangbi doesn't refer to the Women's Net Club and us, but Kanai-san and Kuroki-san. 】

【Huh?Really, little sunspot?Have I been getting this wrong all along? 】

【Yeah?They won too?Then to celebrate, will Jasmine bring a cake later?I'm a little hungry...]

【Didn't you just eat biscuits? 】

【I am growing my body~】

Emperor Guang Shuangbi, all in two consecutive hegemony, what a familiar word.

Kuroki Jasmine too, don't you...

The petite girl didn't know what complex emotions were rolling in Qingfeng's mind, but the hands behind her back clenched into fists, and her right foot unconsciously drew patterns that she couldn't understand on the ground.Then, in the warm tolerance of the setting sun, a gentle but slightly lonely smile appeared:

"Anyway, we are still young and still have time. It doesn't matter if we stand still and wait."

Jasmine also raised her head, and met his eyes directly.

"If you feel unhappy, it's okay to escape, and it's okay to give up."

She stood on tiptoe and wanted to touch Qingfeng's head, but because of her height, she only touched his side face in the end.

No one had ever said anything like that to him.

Coach Platinum said that knowing that he will become what he is today, he still hopes that he will not waste his talent.

May said that the daily morning training must not be absent.

Azhe said that someone more powerful than Qingfeng-kun will definitely appear soon.

Everyone wants him to go forward, even though he can't see the direction of the road ahead, he can only go on.Because everyone told him this: it's wrong to stay where you are, it's wrong to stand still, you have to move on.

But I really can't move.

I can't lift my legs, and my steps are heavy.It was pitch black and there was no way to see.

What is in front of him, how long will it take to see and touch, and is it what he is looking forward to?

No one can give him an answer.

So why bother?

"If you're tired, it's okay to take a break."

The girl's gentle words were like hypnotic music, removing all his defenses.The soft palms turned into vines, tightly entangled him from head to toe, completely imprisoned him in place, and then grabbed his heart without warning.

"I am here."

Stay here with me.

"Stop thinking about those annoying things and do something relaxing and happy."

Qingfeng held Jasmine's hand that was also placed on his side, and heard the sound of his particularly hoarse voice roughly gliding through his throat.

"it is good."

This must be the witch's raving, a trap called tenderness.

He stepped in, willingly.

pop, pop...

Sweat began to seep from the dark-skinned boy, sliding down his angular side face, and falling into the sportswear, adding a little more unique flavor to the already half-soaked vest.

"Haha..." The boy's sigh was filled with unbreathable heat, it seemed that even today's slightly cool air couldn't dispel the unbearable anxiety.

"Here... yes, relax."

The girl's hand rested lightly on his waist, with a slight force on her fingertips, the boy sensitively felt that the round arc of her nails was in close contact with his skin.The boy's body tensed even more at the thought of leaving traces that belonged to her.

"Tell you to relax, why are you working harder?"

"I said..." The boy pulled the girl's hand away, "Is this the happy thing you said?"

In the empty gymnasium, rooms are divided into rooms that do not interfere with each other.A wall and an open space constitute all the hardware of each compartment.

This is a squash court.

In general TV dramas and comic books, according to the rhythm and flow of the above dialogues, wouldn’t they always enter indescribable scenes?

Why does he have to exercise in such a place?

What about the blood-soaking unfolding?

What should I do to make his young heart ready to move?

"Yeah, don't you think the moment you pull the ball back is particularly decompressing?"

After Jasmine finished instructing Qingfeng's swing, she slapped the yellow ball he hit just now, and her body turned in a circle following the inertia, and her brown hair drew a beautiful arc in the air. Lines, the action is done in one go and hearty.Then--

The ball bounces back faster than before and is hit again.

Repeatedly.

Rather than talking about decompression, it's better to say that this thing is getting more and more intense, so there is no extra thought to think about things.

"Such a ghostly decompression method is only liked by you."

Seeing that Jasmine was also swinging the racket in various postures like Kai Wushuang, the speed of the ball was slowly visible to the naked eye until it turned into an afterimage - there was still no sign of missing the ball.Qingfeng can only be thankful that the compartments in this kind of venue are all closed, otherwise other people will definitely look at them like aliens.

And... the muffled sound when the ball hit the wall was continuous, not to mention decompression, he was almost annoyed to death.

Jasmine also reached out her hand to stop the ball, interrupting this endless round of mowing battles.

"It's all because of Qingfeng-kun standing still. Once the fight starts, there's no time to complain."

You know it too? !

"Okay, okay, don't complain, just play, it's fun!"

She stuffed the ball in Aomine's hand, pushing his back and urging him.

What am I here for today?

He looked at the ceiling with a broken face for a while, and finally lifted the ball according to the girl's request.

"Ah, wait, lower the center of gravity a little more." Jasmine also moved closer, put her hands on Qingfeng's lower back again, and pressed them solemnly, "Hey, why are you still so stiff, relax a bit .”

How can I relax when you touch me?Is it okay to be considerate of the young man who is full of blood? !

"Okay, don't make trouble, just watch!"

Qingfeng had no choice but to pick her up again and throw her aside.Unexpectedly, the girl squatted on the ground and huddled into a ball, showing a face of grievance, with wet eyes like a deer, looking at him weakly and pitifully.

Qingfeng: ...

When the sunset glow turned red and the frosty sky, he was finally freed from this hellish torture.

Even though he didn't play a game at all today, he felt more tired than after playing the whole game.

After finally getting home, in the living room, Momoi Wuyue was waiting there angrily, and when he came back, she would scold her head and face.Although it was really just an accident not to go to the competition this time, and it happened that he didn't bring his mobile phone and couldn't contact him, but he just didn't want to explain at this moment.

There is a voice in my heart that keeps saying:

Explain what to do, so what if you explain?

Can you erase the fact that you didn't play today?Will May forgive him?Will teammates understand him?

will not.

They will only think that he just let them dove on purpose.

Not interesting.

None of this is interesting.

Close the door on May's complaints, and habitually open Xiao Mai's photo album.But no matter how I searched, the anxiety in my heart couldn't be reduced by half, and in the end I could only throw myself into the quilt as if venting my anger.

At this moment, the mobile phone plugged in to charge by the bed vibrated.

[Unknown sender]: Aomine-kun, this is Jasmine Kuroki.I asked May to get your email address, I can't think of it!Oh, and I also explained what happened today for you by the way, so rest easy!The next time you want to be lazy and rest, remember to contact me!I will continue to teach you how to play tennis!Please allow me to solemnly emphasize it again: Tennis is the most fun!Playing tennis is the happiest!

Why playing tennis is the happiest thing, what a ghost to rest after playing tennis, he doesn't want this kind of rest!no more chance!

After spitting out reflexively, he obediently saved his email address, and replied to the letter pretending to be indifferent.

To Jasmine also: Oh.

The author has something to say: Ask me what to do if the title conflicts with the chapter name...Well, of course it is the title of the station!