[Black Basket] It's not that easy

When countless people recall their first love, what they can think of are the flowers, the lights, the different temperature of the fingertips, or the innocent heart that made you cry.

Wu Yue looked enviously at the two people who walked into the dance floor. Under the dim light of the night, the young man held up his big palms with strong bones, and the girl who was being led gently touched the ground with her toes, and the skirt drew a gentle arc. In the place, there is only this quiet place, as if no one can intervene.

Under the strong protection of the young man, the flower that bloomed in his heart raised its head and looked at him, and moved slowly. The intersecting fingers seemed to clasp the door of the heart. The moonlight was like water, stretching the shadows of the two of them all the way. , until integrated.

Wuyue covered her mouth in a daze, it was just the most ordinary night, but she seemed to see a very strange thing, growing under such a gentle and watery night, time seemed to stand still, and everything noisy was isolated, After the bright starlight was shattered, it fell into their facing eyes, clean and pure, and the fiery feelings seemed to burn forever.

She was in a daze for too long, looking at the long-awaited playground alone like a child in extreme disappointment. Looking at the delicate figure in front, the voice was about to pass through the vocal cords, and then he paused, a touch of sky blue flashed across his sight...

"Ah—Zhejun!!"

"Momoi-san."

.....

The sound of choking made him cough hastily, and soon the sound disappeared under the gorgeous lively sound of the party, and he quickly retracted the inviting arm hidden behind his back.

A gust of sultry night wind blew, the boy couldn't control his gaze again, and cast a casual glance, the girl's spinning and floating skirt seemed to be coated with a layer of graceful broken light, he hurriedly withdrew his gaze, But he felt that those tiny rays of light seemed to fall into his eyes, burning them painfully.

"Qingfeng."

It was an ice-cold drink, and the fingers holding it were neatly wrapped with white bandages. It was Midorima who was forced to dance the first dance with a boy. The smiling boy with short black hair had gone somewhere.

After being dazed for a few seconds, the dark-skinned boy took the drink, and the tiny drops of water on the surface of the can soaked his palm. Kise was surrounded by girls, the girls' chirping drowned out Kise's almost collapsed voice, and the two teenagers standing by the table casually raised their soda cans, touching and leaving.

Under the blurred and dim light, some people were ecstatic that their wish had come true, and some people looked away pretending not to care. Could it be that after many years, when they recalled the dance, the feeling of throbbing is still in their hearts.

Then, thank you for the tenderness of the years.

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The three-day Teiko Festival came to a successful conclusion. The final exam is coming soon. Some people take it easy and don’t take it seriously. Some people can only run into the library every day with red eyes, holding textbooks and praying piously. Buddhist feet.

"Hmmm... this is set here, and then..."

The world was doing a problem in the library, and Akashi was sitting opposite her reading a book, raising her head from time to time, the girl scratched her head in deep thought, and the top of her hair was blown up, as if she had encountered another difficult arithmetic problem, she His fingers subconsciously scratched his cheek.

In an instant, the boy's arm stretched out, and the book opened with one hand directly blocked her dishonest fingers, and the world was unhappy and stared at the guy who disturbed her thinking about solving the problem. Akashi had calmly retracted his arm, and his cool eyes reminded her Almost disfigured just now.

Ever since the scars on the wound began to fall off, the world always wanted to scratch her face subconsciously. The girl stuck out the tip of her tongue in embarrassment, then lowered her head and continued to struggle.

Losing the mood to read, Akashi simply put down the book, picked up the tender pink notebook that the girl had placed next to her, flipped through it, and sketched a few places with a pen at random. Her fonts were round, like a kindergarten child, The writing was neat and clean, and there were colorful crayons in the notebook. Akashi raised the corner of his mouth and kindly added a line of analysis next to the estimated test site.

Another wooden table next to it was filled with a few people who were also cramming.

Qingfeng buried his head in his pen and wrote quickly, and what was spread out in front of him were May's notes. While copying, he checked the rows, earnestly doing his homework like a kindergarten child;

Heizi's white and tender face was covered with tired bags under the eyes, and he was doing arithmetic with a serious face;

Murasakihara's tall body could block all the light from the window even when he sat down. Midorima drove him to sit next to Kuroko, lying on the table in a daze, like a big dog without bones, and the package of delicious food was spread out in a mess on the table carrying the history book in front of him, muttering in his mouth;

Momoi sat across from Heizi with her pink face in her hands, with the textbooks of the subjects she couldn't read clearly spread out under her arms, all her attention was on the blue-haired boy;

As for Midorima, his life purpose of doing everything according to human affairs and obeying destiny made him look serious and cautious. The canned salad dressing was placed next to the packaging bag of delicious sticks, and the green-haired boy nervously picked up the canned salad, while complaining that Murasakihara didn’t like to be clean. ;

This year's review team has joined a new boy, Kasesheng unrequitedly tugged at the May Notes that Aomine had held down, and covered his handsome face in collapse, as if he could already see the day of the make-up exam, Akaspi smiled. expression.

That's right, the day of the make-up exam was really the day when the basketball club set off together!

The yellow-haired boy looked pitifully at Akashi on the other side of the aisle, and the red eyes actually glanced over in response. Kise was staring excitedly, but it was really just a glance, and Akashi's attention turned back to the opposite side.

"........."

I really can't live! !

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The rosy clouds left by the setting sun alternate with the night, creating a beautiful borderline on the horizon.

Shijie happily took Akashi home, and with her free hand, she was still thinking about the math chapters that she hadn't finished reviewing. After a while, she clenched her small fist with great confidence.

"No problem! I will definitely be able to go to the camp!!"

——"Ocean! Beach!!"

Akashi twitched the corners of his mouth, and focused on leading her on a walk without commenting. Since the incident when he left the swimming pool, Kentaro once wanted to send his daughter to and from school.

"It will never happen again."

The young man solemnly promised in a low voice, Kentaro frowned, his face still had the uncontrollable anger when he saw the injury on his daughter's small face, and he even subconsciously wanted to get the cigarette case on the table, thinking of the cigarette case in the room. The wife, who was checking on his daughter's injuries, paused again, and there was a moment of silence. He met the red eyes of the young man, this man who had worked hard in the floating world for many years, and saw the confidence to control everything.

"I assure you with everything that she will never be harmed again."

.....

"A Zheng?"

The boy turned his head and looked at her in response.

The world shook the hands of the two people strangely, did you just hear it?The girl muttered and repeated:

"I'm talking about this!"

The world raised its hand, it was the two vouchers that Akashi had won, the girl waved her little hand, looking at Akashi expectantly.

The boy curled his mouth and continued to walk on his own. The world is not happy anymore. What is it? The girl pouted, with the voucher pressed against her chin, pretending to be talking to herself:

"Hey, it seems that you don't want to go, Ah Zheng, so I'll make an appointment..."

"This time I got an excellent grade in mathematics." Akashi lightly interrupted the topic, and glanced at her with red eyes. The girl's eyes were round and round, and the few sparse bangs were a little messy. The boy subconsciously reached out to straighten her out, The fingertips touched her beautiful tip, her white and tender face was almost smaller than his hand.

The young man restrained himself from withdrawing his hand. Recently, he couldn't restrain his desire to be close to her. He wanted to kiss her lips, hold her in his arms, hug her tightly with all his strength, and bury his face in her. Her warm shoulder sockets, feeling the throbbing of the blood vessels under her skin, rubbing her into the body...

Strong self-control allowed him to hold back his ups and downs of emotions and stabilize his shortness of breath. Akashi continued flatly: "If we get honors, we will go to Starrysky."

..."It's just an appointment for a meal, it's not enough."

The cheeks of the world are like balloons that have been poked and burst, deeply understanding that this matter is beyond discussion, the girl nodded her head a little "sad", and sadly agreed to the unequal treaty.

But soon she cheered up again, the upcoming summer vacation was no longer the same as the previous ones, boring and lonely, she couldn't help herself with excitement, chirping and fantasizing about all kinds of things she and Akashi would do together during this vacation many things.

"it is good."

The boy nodded, his red eyes softly filled with a smile, as if as long as it was something she wanted to do, no matter how absurd, Akashi could seriously think about the plan, and then...

To spend a lifetime together.

The author has something to say: It’s getting late again...I tried my best not to destroy the quality, but I found that I was holding back a chapter every day, I really have no quality to speak of...What should I do if I give up on myself TT

In other words, the stupid author is a bit biased towards the childhood sweetheart CP...but I think most of them want to see Kuroko and Momoi dance. Scratch your head and think about it.

Thank you all for your advice!It is really very practical, but the output is not good, I am very guilty, thank you for your company, I will definitely get HIGH again!

Thank you for commenting and scoring my collection of bombs! ! ! !Really! ! ! !