[Comprehensive] The fiancé he picked up by writing the article suddenly

Luoshan lost in the end.

Even after that brief stoppage, Akashi Seijuro changed his previous slump and mastered the rhythm of the game like a god, but in the end he still lost to Seirin by one point.

After the simple awards ceremony was over, there was a wave of applause all around, like a summer thunderstorm. Dong Hua sat on the chair in a daze, her eyes still full of disbelief.

"Student Xiyuansi, are you okay?" The girl beside her patted her arm worriedly.

It was this peach-haired girl just now, when she was about to be tortured by the severe pain in her heart until her eyes turned black and she was about to faint, she ran over to help her up first, and squeezed out a seat for her among all the seats.

Dong Hua snapped back to her senses, looked at her blankly, and shook her head after a while: "Thank you for your concern, I'm fine."

Momoi Wuyue pursed her lips, with an expression of unshakable worry. She saw the girl's uneasiness at this moment, but thought she was only because of the failure of the red-haired boy. Momoi said comfortingly: "Student Xiyuanji, I I know you, I am also from Diguang, we——and Ada, we are actually alumni here!"

She seemed to intend to brighten up the atmosphere, but she didn't want to mention the result of the match just now. With a smile on her face, Momoi gave way to Fuyuka, revealing the tall young man beside her.

Confined by a good family upbringing since she was a child, Dong Hua still followed her with a blank expression.

"Hello?! Wuyue, you..." Qingfeng Dahui froze at the sight of those stagnant eyes, and then scratched his head unnaturally.

——No way, after all, they just confronted each other invisibly once.

When Qingfeng Dahui stood up and shouted to the audience, "Didn't you all beat us? If you can't even win against a guy like Luoshan, let's see how I deal with you." Sitting on the other side of Momoi Wuyue The blond girl suddenly raised her head and gave him a cool look, then she pursed her lips and stood up quite unwilling to show weakness, throwing away all her restraint and dignity under the eyes of everyone, and put her hands around her mouth regardless of her image:

"Zhengjun—Come on!!! You are the absolute—!"

Even though she was surrounded by "Seirin! Seirin!" from all directions, she just sat down with a cold expression, her eyes didn't even waver.

"Really, that's really a coincidence." Dong Hua lowered her eyes and nodded to them solemnly. Except for her hoarse voice, she was like a cold porcelain vessel.

At the end of the game, the spectators left contentedly after watching a highly impressive game.

Fuyuka raised her eyelashes, looked around for a while, then stood up while leaning on the handrail, turned around and bowed solemnly to Momoi Wuyue: "Thank you very much for what happened just now, Momoi-san."

"Ah, no, it's just a matter of raising your hands! It's just a matter of raising your hands!" Momoi Wuyue hurriedly waved her hands, then as if remembering something, she pointed to a certain direction off the stage, "The players' lounge is right there, Xiyuanji-san, come quickly Bar."

Dong Hua suddenly fell silent, and a vague resistance rose in her heart.

After that timeout, the red-haired boy on the court seemed to be a different person. Not only did his playing style change, but he also communicated with his teammates a lot more.An indescribable sticky and ominous premonition, accompanied by a vague disobedience, was like a spider's thread, tightly bound her heart inextricably.

But after hesitating for a while, she still nodded silently, and then walked steadily towards the direction Momoi pointed.

However, when she just walked up the stairs, Donghua heard the conversation between two teenagers passing by.

"What a dream showdown, isn't it? Zhen."

"Ah, even that Akashi couldn't reach...?"

That Akashi?

She frowned quickly, and the spider web became more and more tightly entangled. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of a tall, green-haired boy who was talking to his companion beside him with his head sideways.

"Student Lujian," Donghua suddenly closed her eyes and opened her mouth to stop him. There was anxiety and fear in her voice that she didn't realize, but even so, she took a deep breath, and when she turned around, her eyes were firm. "Please."

"...Student Xiyuanji," Midorima didn't expect that she would stop him suddenly, and when she turned her head, her expression was still a little dazed, and her bandaged fingers pushed her glasses unnaturally, "Excuse me, what's the matter? "

Donghua didn't have any objection to the fact that they all knew her name, she just walked up to him and said seriously: "I know you were his teammate when he was in middle school—please tell me about the 'that' Akashi' thing."

After finishing speaking, she clasped her hands in front of her belly, and bent deeply under the surprised eyes of the two teenagers: "Please."

The lounge in Luoshan Fang was completely silent. Although there were occasional conversations during the period, for the teenagers who were used to the fruits of victory, such a narrow defeat was still very depressing, and the atmosphere in the lounge was heavy.

Supervisor Platinum stood by the door with his arms folded, his face also gloomy.

After a hard fight, Luo Shan started with tired faces, changed back into his clothes, and left the waiting room in silence.

Akashi Seijuro was last.

Supervisor Platinum standing by the door watched him, but finally couldn't hold back, sighed, and came over to talk to him alone.

However, at the same time, there was a sudden knock on the door of the lounge.

Supervisor Platinum turned to look, and saw the girl who Akashi Seijuro specially asked to enter the training ground for her, was still knocking on the door, with her drooping hair covering her eyes, her voice was hoarse and trembling: "Sorry, Platinum Supervisor, sorry to bother you, I have something to say to him—very urgently.”

Supervisor Platinum was silent for a moment, and finally nodded silently, then turned and left the lounge.

For a moment, there were only the two of them left in the lounge.

The atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point, and the silence was thick enough to make people breathless, only the sound of the two people's thin breathing could be heard. After a long time, Dong Hua took a step and walked slowly from the door to him. The sound of hitting the ground made eardrums hurt.

"Zhengjun..."

Akashi Seijuro's pupils shrank fiercely, and he suddenly raised his head, only to realize that the girl in front of him had burst into tears at some point, and was watching him with red eyes, her voice trembling to the point where she couldn't spell complete words. , all the sorrow has nowhere to hide.

He moved his lips but said nothing.

Seeing that he didn't answer, the despair in Donghua's eyes added another layer. She was at a loss and took another half step towards him, stretching out her fingers blankly, trying to grab his sleeve as usual, but she reached out. Half of it shrank back timidly.

"Zheng-kun, answer me..."

The girl's crying voice sounded again, and Akashi met her tear-filled eyes in a daze—cautiously, full of hope, like she was deliberately indulging in a beautiful dream in the broken Garden of Eden, and she was unwilling to wake up like deceiving herself. , still waiting for his answer with little hope, those eyes shone amazingly.

Akashi Seijuro remained silent, his crow-feather-like eyelashes drooping down, covering his sad red pupils.

He understands.

She just wanted to get a response of "here"... that's all.

The Adam's apple slipped up and down, but Akashi still raised his head, met the girl's eyes filled with hope, and slightly curved his lips: "Long time no see, Donghua."

As his voice fell, the light in those eyes also went out.

Dong Hua's face paled quickly, even her lips lost their color, like a precarious doll, if it pulls away the things it depends on, it will involuntarily reveal its gray inside.The girl's body swayed as if losing support in an instant, and her feet staggered.

Akashi Seijuro subconsciously reached out to pick it up, but she dodged it clumsily.

His fingers stiffened.

Although I had heard it from Midorima Shintaro before coming here, but from his own mouth, Fuyuka still felt as if a sap was thrown in the back of the head, her head was buzzing, and there seemed to be a hole in her heart. The ground bleeds.The body temperature lost rapidly, and Dong Hua squeezed her tingling fingertips hard.

"Dual personality……?"

Akashi was silent for a while, then let out a soft "hmm" from his throat.

Sorrow was crushed like mountains and seas, remorse, heartache, bewilderment, all kinds of emotions were intertwined and woven into a huge net, covering her tightly in it.Dong Hua bit her lower lip hard, but she still couldn't help crying, and then the tears seemed to break off. She finally dropped her restraint, sat on the ground regardless, hugged her knees and burst into tears.

- Multiple personalities.

"Zhengjun, Zhengjun, I'm sorry..."

— Mostly based on childhood post-traumatic sequelae.

"All along, it's me, I'm too willful..."

——In order to protect the self, split||split other personalities.

"I always trouble Zhengjun unknowingly, but never think about Zhengjun's hard work, think about protecting Zhengjun... I'm sorry, I shouldn't be so capricious..."

Akashi Seijuro half-kneeled in front of her, looking at the girl who was crying intermittently, stretched out his finger before he realized it, but before touching the top of her fluffy hair, he suddenly woke up I took it back.

They are only a few centimeters apart, but they seem to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

Akashi Seijuro's expression darkened, and his red eyes were gloomy. He understood that the girl's monologue full of love and unwillingness did not belong to him.

"He, will he come back again?" Dong Hua raised her tear-stained face, her tearful eyes could only catch a blur of red.

"...not anymore." Akashi's eyes flashed.

The last hope was quietly shattered, and Donghua felt pain in her heart. She looked around helplessly, but sadly found that every inch of air around her was icy cold, and the red warmth that belonged to her was nowhere to be found.

Only at this moment did she really understand.

The person who smiled and asked her to close her eyes in the rose garden in the dim night.

The one who held her in his arms by the thin water of the shrine and said, "After graduation, I will marry you".

The person who always strokes her hair helplessly and indulgently, and peels off the toffee wrapper for her.

The one who put a ring on her on the neon colorful Ferris wheel.

The one who said "finally belongs to me" that only two people knew under the watchful eyes of all the guests.

The one who can always notice her emotions at the first time, pat her on the back and say "who bullied you".

Really gone.

And the fragments of words and sentences that she regards as treasures turned out to be nothing more than a fragile dream, which together with those promises that could never be fulfilled, disappeared without a trace in the cold wind of Tokyo.

The author has something to say:

Huazai, as a little cabbage plant that her father doesn't love and her mother doesn't love, is not dependent on the first servant who gives her warmth and light at 01:30.

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Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles for the tree; 2 bottles for the gadget man;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!