Lost the most important place in your heart

The noisy cars on the street stimulated Qingfeng's nerves, he was in a mess, his head hurt so badly that it was about to explode, not only his head, but also his limbs were so sore that he couldn't lift his strength.

After finally returning home, my body was exhausted to a certain extent, so I took a couple of bites of food, went to take a bath, and then lay down directly on the bed.

The body is obviously exhausted to the extreme, but the eyelids just can't be closed, and the eyes are wide open staring at the ceiling, and there are images of Heizi sitting in a wheelchair in front of him, which is much more uncomfortable than losing a game.

"Do you know what you were doing when Tetsuya was lying in the ICU and the doctor said he needed someone to stimulate his will to survive?"

"What was I doing at that time? When Zheta was so dangerous."

Recalling that at that time, Chris, who came here out of anger, and in order to completely sever ties with Tetsu, he happily ate the bento brought by Mirei Sasaki, didn't even look at her, and said something like that, She really hit the spot.

Jiao Didi's girlfriend?I want?No, what I want is basketball, the joy of being able to continue playing games with others.

But, Zhe, he is an obstacle... But, I don't want to lose him anymore.

Qingfeng just stared at the ceiling all night. When he woke up the next day, his eyes were bloodshot, but because of his skin color, his panda eyes couldn't see it.

"Did you just skip today's class?"

Qingfeng looked at the gray sky, but couldn't get excited, not to mention his head hurting enough.

"Ada, there is a training match tomorrow, if you dare to be late..."

"May." Qingfeng squeezed his temples, feeling a headache, "Sure enough, let's go to school, and check some things by the way."

Qingfeng originally wanted to sleep in the morning class, but he still couldn't fall asleep. After all night and morning, Qingfeng was a bit overwhelmed.

The whole person was listless, yawning and arrived at the gymnasium.

The one who greeted him was Momoi's roar: "Ada, the training match is coming up later, you should be more energetic!"

Qingfeng picked out his ears: "Wu Yue, did you install a speaker? It's so loud?"

"What did you say?" Momoi put his hands on his hips, looking very angry.

"Qingfeng." Matsushita from the same team called him, "Do you want to do some warm-up activities?"

Qingfeng stood up, and when he walked past Matsushita, he touched his shoulder: "Thank you."

Qingfeng, who was going to warm up, poured cold water directly on his head. He needed to wake up, his head was full of sunspots, and he was about to go crazy.

Maybe it will feel better after this game, Qingfeng comforted himself like this.

When he changed into his team uniform and went on the field, Aomine almost tripped.

"Ada." Momoi stepped forward to check his injury with concern, "The skin is broken, are you okay? You should not participate in today's game."

Aomine shook off Momoi: "No, I'm fine."

Originally, he came to participate in this competition to verify certain things, how could he quit for such a trivial matter as breaking his skin?

Aomine stood up again and stepped onto the court.

The whistle sounded, the ball was served, and Qingfeng grabbed the ball almost immediately.

"What? It's no different from usual. I can still play. After all, I like it so much. But why can't it and Zhe coexist?"

Qingfeng's heart sank, the ball slipped a little, but thanks to his quick reaction, he caught it back.

"Me?" Qingfeng didn't have time to wonder, the opponent had already come to grab the ball, he had no choice but to rush forward.

There is also a gap in speed, strength, and height, as well as a long-term fear of Qingfeng. His teammates lost the battle in two or three shots and gave him the way.

People who surrender easily will always make Aomine feel bored, so Heizi is special, not to mention shooting, dribbling is so bad, but every time he insists on hitting to the end, completely ignoring his feelings.

Qingfeng laughed lightly: "It's really like your style, Zhe."

"Qingfeng?" The teammates on the side were puzzled when they saw Qingfeng suddenly stop attacking.

The ball was snatched without knowing it. This is no ordinary Aomine.

But Qingfeng still didn't react, the black man in the wheelchair appeared in front of his eyes again, and anger welled up in his heart, that person should never be in a wheelchair, that person should be healthy and lively standing on the court That's right.

"hateful!"

"Qingfeng!"

It was too late for his teammate to call him at this time, Qingfeng bumped into the opposite center, and fell to the ground, with a buzzing headache.

"where am I?"

He shook his head, even forgetting that it was a game.

By the time he came to his senses, his teammates had already come to pull him.

"Are you okay?"

"Sorry." Qingfeng patted his buttocks and stood up, he was so distracted because of Heizi.

"Is Zhe more important than basketball?"

No, Aomine subconsciously denied that basketball was my dream since I was a child, and it was something that I could never compromise on, so, that's why I did such a thing.

How could it be now, how could it be after Zhe became like that?

The pain that was deliberately hidden by Qingfeng surged up at this moment, and he couldn't restrain it at all.

Attached is the heart for that person.

It was surging like a tide, submerging him completely.

"Really!" Qingfeng didn't want to think about it so much, and rushed forward after watching the ball.

He needs to vent, needs a breakthrough, to vent all his emotions.

"Qingfeng?"

This offensive is too fast, the few people in front of them can't stop it no matter what, and the basket is in front of them.

But the shadow of that person appeared in front of him again.

"Damn it! Since it's so close, wouldn't it be good to throw it in?" Qingfeng's consciousness became confused again.

The ball was scored after all, he is Qingfeng Dahui, how could he miss here.

However, the moment the ball hit the ground, everyone was cheering, but the person who threw it stood there, dazed and at a loss.

There is no joy that should be there, not even the usual things for granted, no emotions.

Why is this happening?

"Did Akashi really hit the mark?"

Akashi said that Kuroko would affect his basketball sooner or later, which really confirmed his statement, but it shouldn't be in this way, the way that person almost died.

Now that the ball can't be played anymore, Qingfeng proposes a substitution. Qingfeng is used to going his own way, so no one will find it boring to raise objections, and let him go.

Only Momoi ran to the sidelines and scolded, "Da, how could you do this?"

Qingfeng was not annoyed, he stared at the basketball hoop and wondered what he was thinking: "Hey, May, have I changed? Have I become violent?"

This is what Heizi said last night, and Qingfeng has been brooding about it all the time, and he can't let it go.

If someone else said it, Qingfeng definitely wouldn't take it to heart for a moment, but it was him, he said that he was violent, and the last thing he wanted was to leave such an impression in his heart, and it was to protect Huang Lai.

Jealousy, unwillingness and chilling, Qingfeng can't tell which kind of mood is more.

That's why he thought of asking Momoi Wuyue, after all, she was always by his side, so maybe she would have the answer.

"Eh?" Momoi didn't expect Qingfeng to ask her this question, she was obviously taken aback, and her head drooped.

"May?" Did you ask the wrong person?

"Ada." Momoi cried when she raised her head, she wiped away her tears with her hand, "You know what? You have changed back, back to the you you were in freshman year of high school, violent and impulsive, completely refusing to listen to others Persuasion, I used to think that after Zhejun defeated you, you would slowly change back to the old you, and then you did slowly change back, no longer irritable, and became gentle, but a while ago, I don’t know Why, you suddenly got worse again."

The more Momoi talked, the more he cried, Aomine didn't answer, is he really that violent?

Changing back to the previous self, Qingfeng was silent.

It seems hard to remember what Teiguang was like three years ago.

He must have been playing basketball happily.

But there is a memory that is exceptionally clear, no, it should be said that it is related to him, all of which seem to have happened yesterday.

I was intimidated by him when I first met, and then I started to practice with him. Didn’t my heart flutter at that time?Qingfeng didn't know, he just felt that he was different, so even if he was demoted, he had to stay with him.

Zhe at that time, everyone at that time, was really happy playing basketball, so Zhe was willing to be his shadow, he was his light.

Thinking of his smile at that time, it was so clear and warm from the bottom of his heart, and he felt that he was the person who matched him best in basketball.

He must have felt the same way at that time, right?

Wait a minute, Zheta, the one he likes the most should be the self at that time, isn't that the self when he tried his best in basketball?

Does he really dislike the current self?It must be annoying, this kind of recognition makes Aomine feel uncomfortable.

He wanted to change, but he couldn't deny the fact that Heizi was his biggest obstacle in basketball.

Because he was really breaking through himself and won the game after putting down Heizi. He almost relied on his own strength, but if Heizi knew about it, he must teach himself a lesson, because for him, basketball has never been the same. It's not a one-man game, and there's nothing wrong with relying on someone to play.

What's more, Qingfeng has always believed that if he was in that match, he would only win more easily. They are the ones who can clearly know each other's actions without using passwords. Therefore, this is also his weakness.

Akashi is right, if he wants to go further in basketball, he really shouldn't think about relying on anyone, but he just wants to be with him, knowing that the chances of this are very small, so he gave up for basketball over him.

Therefore, at that time he chose to give up this obstacle.

But how, can it be regarded as giving up on yourself?Violent and impulsive, I have even forgotten what kind of mood it is to be happy during this period of time.

But it was yesterday that I got it back, the unforgettable surprise when I finally saw him, but the lingering pain when I saw him sitting in the wheelchair was not fake.

Basketball and sunspots, now Aomine doesn't know how to choose.