[Net King + Black Basket] Seijuro, your mother calls you to go home for dinner!

"Congratulations on your discharge from the hospital!"

"You can finally go home, congratulation!"

"Thank you, thank you very much!"

The brown-haired woman held a simple luggage bag in one hand, and said goodbye to the rehabilitation therapists who had been with her for more than a year. They helped her readjust from a bedridden state of serious illness to an ordinary person with good health.No one could have imagined that the weak woman a year ago with burns covering 60% of her body was still standing in front of the rehabilitation center full of energy, ready to go home.

She reluctantly said goodbye to them again, and the young white guy blew her a kiss.

The woman chose to walk home, and the rehabilitation center was only half an hour away from her current home.She can't wait to come out and experience the bustling cityscape of New York.

She tightened the cardigan on her body, and the plaid silk scarf fluttered in the breeze.In this season, the cherry blossoms in the streets and alleys of Japan are in clusters, which must be a beautiful street scene.It's a pity that she doesn't know when she will be able to return to the other side of the ocean in her lifetime.

The wounds on her body had healed as before in just one year, but her scarred heart was only scarred and could not withstand any toss.

The woman subconsciously turned her head when passing by the beautifully arranged window, and looked at herself through the reflection of the window.In the past few months in the rehabilitation center, her physical fitness has been improved a lot just by daily training.The skin, which was as delicate as silk, glowed with an ivory-colored luster under the sun, and the blue blood vessels under the skin could be vaguely seen.Her waist-length hair, which hadn't been done for a long time, was blown tousled by the wind, and she felt the need to rush into any barber shop and have it cut short.Mmm, and then have a good meal.

This year's step-by-step life in the rehabilitation center was extremely boring, and the days were pleasant, but unfortunately the area for activities was limited, and she was often worried about whether she would become a moldy steamed bun inside.The food is also matched by a professional nutritionist, with less oil and less spicy, which almost makes her taste lose.On the contrary, she thinks her body is healthier than before, and it is no problem for her to run five laps around the playground.

Xunli, no, her current passport name is Vanessa Nelson, and she has nothing to do with Mrs. Akashi who is far away in the east.She is now just a good citizen living in New York City, working under the designer's mother.

……

Isn't she dead?

Why is it still intact on the streets of New York?

Could it be... a fraudulent corpse?No no, this is not a supernatural sci-fi movie. Thank you.

Xunli is indeed a person who came back from the gate of hell. It seems that the old man was unwilling to accept her and sent Xunli back to the real world.She was one of the few survivors of the plane crash, and when paramedics found her amidst the burning wreckage, she was delirious with multiple burns and broken bones.She was in a coma intermittently for five days. According to the doctor in charge at the time, her consciousness of survival was extremely weak at that time.

There was a badly burned area extending from the nape of the neck to the back, and the process of regrafting the skin alone took the first few months.After her mental state stabilized, a rehabilitation therapist began to provide her with physical therapy, including disability recovery and psychological adjustment.Under the careful care of a rehabilitation therapist, she was able to return to a normal life.

Xun Li admitted that it was the most difficult time, and she almost wanted to give up her life.But as long as she thinks of her spiritual support, her child...she is not willing to let go of everything.

She supported herself through the difficult period, and these two near-death experiences made her appreciate it even more.After she was discharged from the hospital, she just wanted to live a few years freely in her original identity. Whether it was irresponsible or indulgent, Xun Li knew that there was still something she had to accomplish in New York.

She walked briskly past a street basketball court. The scenes of teenagers sweating profusely and unrestrainedly on the court were full of youthfulness, which reminded her of whether Seijuro joined the basketball club from his original intention.

After careful calculation, he should also be in junior high school this year.

"Quickly pass it on to Tatsuya!"

"Mike, go intercept his ball!"

"Shoot!"

The teenagers were chasing each other, and Xun Li just wanted to sigh that youth is infinite, when he was frightened silly by the basketball that changed its course halfway and hit him.

"...Hey, whose passing skills are so bad!"

She quickly intercepted the basketball, keeping a gap of about half a meter from it crashing into her bosom.

"Sorry, sorry!" The first person who came to ask for the ball was a tall, strong, sunny boy who looked like a mature high school student.He touched his head in embarrassment and apologized to Xunli.

"It's okay." She shrugged and threw the ball to him in the air.

The boy beckoned to his companions and passed the ball to another black-haired oriental boy nimbly. The two cooperated very tacitly.

This all happens within seconds.Xun Li smacked his lips. As the birthplace of basketball, the United States is really full of talents, and it will take many years for Asia to catch up.

At that time, she didn't know the myth created by the generation of miracles led by Seijuro.Of course, she will be shocked when she witnesses the peak matchup in the finals in the WC arena a few years later, and resolutely withdraws her previous evaluation.

Xunli's destination is a store located in the most densely populated wealthy area of ​​Manhattan in New York. The monthly rent of a [-]-square-meter store is worth half a year's income of an ordinary white-collar worker.

Her ambitious mother first developed in Canada. After reaching the peak of her career and saving enough funds, she shifted her attention to the more promising United States. Now she has opened two branches here.If there was no strong support and promotion of Mai at the beginning, it is still a question of when to make money in Manhattan.

Xun Li skipped an interview and went directly to the store as a cashier at the counter.According to her mother's words, this is not called going through the back door, but a free coolie for her. Who makes her have no fixed residence and can only live under the fence?It is very cost-effective to include food and accommodation.

Sighing sadly in her heart, she pretended to praise a customer who had just come out of the fitting room, racking her brains for those compliments.

A year and a half ago, she was the majestic Mrs. Akashi... Now she is back to her old job, even worse than being a clerical staff in the editorial department at that time. It really is getting better and better.

"Okay, just buy this one!"

"Okay, please pay here." Xun Li carefully folded the dress bought by the lady, smashed it into the shopping bag, and flexibly tapped the keyboard on the cash register to type out the receipt. "Here's the receipt and your clothes. Have a nice afternoon."

When there are no customers, Xunli will sit on the counter in a daze.

Only in this sunny and leisurely afternoon can she have time to reminisce about her past life, including the bits and pieces of her personal experience in Akashi's house.She naively thought that these good memories would be enough to support her for the rest of her life, but after losing them, she realized that the memories could not fully satisfy her desire/desire.

She sketched a few names on the paper towel with the pen she had at hand. If she didn't have a pen, she would just slide her fingertips directly on the smooth surface of the table, which almost became a weird habit for her to pass the time.

What makes her regret the most is that she didn't bring her mobile phone with her when she left Japan. There are hundreds of photos in it recording Seijuro's growth process from infancy to elementary school and senior grades.Even after losing those photos, the image of him in her mind is still clear and vivid.

"I'm back!"

Mai, who pushed the door open, had a mischievous smile on her lips, as if deliberately trying to scare her sister.A voice as clear as a silver bell brought her back to reality.In recent years, if there is no harassment/harassment from Mai, her life will lose a lot of fun.

"Oh...welcome back." Xunli rolled his eyes lazily, but he didn't expect Mai to develop the habit of Asians. "It's early today."

"To celebrate your discharge~ Let's have a drink together tonight!"

Just as Xun Li was about to habitually refuse, she suddenly realized that she hadn't touched alcohol for a long time.In the past, she was afraid that Seijuro would tell her to drink and hurt her health, but now even if she opened her mouth to drink, no one would care about herself.

The smile became a little helpless.Her Seijuro must have grown up to be a worrying kid.

"Okay, I treat you to pay the bill." She teased.

"... Enough =="

As the saying goes, three women play a drama.The mother and daughter came to the water bar to discuss the company's lofty aspirations while having drinks.Since they have a ready-made popular model (Mai), an experienced editor (Xun Li) and a designer (Mother Jessica), it is a bold and worthwhile idea to form a core team of these three to start a publication.

"Xunli, I heard about it." Jessica, who is over [-] years old but still in excellent condition, winked at her, "Your old rival Jinjing has returned to the Classic and sat back in his original seat...you But take good care of your man!"

"How do you know... No, what are you talking about, you mouth beard." She silently turned her head to cover her face, and Masashi must not hear these words. "Besides, I'm a 'dead man' now."

"Don't be shy, you will come back sooner or later."

"I just hope they don't think I've spoofed my body and ran to the backyard to dig a grave."

The younger sister and mother looked at each other, smiled dryly and shook their heads.

"As far as you are concerned, do you want to start a publication?"

"It's not that easy. First of all, we don't have enough funds." She tapped her knuckles rhythmically on the table, "How big can the journal be made by just the three of us? What's more, there are so many powerful competitors now. That's right. Ideals are nothing but lofts in the air, pure nonsense."

The two curled their lips and did not speak.This plan is in vain.

"We're here for your own good."

"I know." Xun Li sighed, but Gu Ran didn't stop talking. "But I'm just recovering now and I don't want to take too much of a risk going back yet."

She is an irresponsible mother and wife, but this does not mean that Xun Li will really give up.She still remembers the previous agreement with Masashi: to bring up Seijuro, and she will decide whether to stay or not afterwards.

"I can always think of a way." Xun Li joked pointing at himself, "Look, I've pulled myself together."

They were silent, and the worry in their eyes was clearly visible.It seemed as if the ugly scar would be torn apart bit by bit as long as it was subjected to a little bit of external stimulation.Like Seijuro, Xunli had an extremely difficult year.

"As long as I want, no one can hurt me." She comforted herself in countless days and nights.

The author has something to say: Unexpectedly, he has a good impression of the ice room = v = ice and fire are also very loving! (Anyway, Vulcan must accept it...)

PS brain hole: I was thinking about assuming that Xun Li mixed up with Seirin as an assistant coach of the basketball team and met Akashi in the WC final... Well, I definitely don’t want this day, I will be tortured to death QUQ.