[Liuhua Tongren] I really want to say I love you loudly

Rukawa suffered from insomnia because of Sakuragi.

The cause of the matter, but also from a week ago.

"What? Sakuragi-kun... escaped from the hospital again?" The person who spoke was Akagi Haruko, and there was a trace of surprise on the girl's fair face.

How many times is it this month?At least for the fourth time.

Haruko's exclamation happened to be heard clearly by Rukawa who was passing by, but she was not surprised by it.

He has long been used to things about that guy.

Even if he sees Sakuragi who is practicing in the basketball gym now, he will definitely not be surprised, because whenever he hears the captain's sister exclaiming on the phone, he will always meet the same person in the same place, this person It was none other than... Sakuragi.

really……

Hearing the sound of the basketball hitting the wooden floor in the empty basketball hall, Rukawa pursed his lips, but he just leaned against the green-painted iron gate and didn't go in.

The spotlight is dazzling and can almost illuminate every blind spot in the venue.Under the incandescent light, there is a tall figure close to 190 cm tall, who is dribbling alternately between his hands at a neither fast nor slow speed.

The light illuminated the beads of sweat on the red-haired boy's body, just as dazzling as his half-colored hair.

Suddenly, the boy straightened up suddenly, and the speed of his feet gradually increased. His destination was the opposite basket.

Yes, what Sakuragi wants to do is slam dunk.

The body moved unconsciously, and when Rukawa came back to his senses, the ball in Sakuragi's hand had already been taken away by him.

"You bastard! How dare you stop Ben from dunking!!"

The angry Sakuragi screamed and jumped in front of Rukawa, but it didn't last long after all.

"Idiot, I don't have that kind of leisure time."

The habitual retort was almost blurted out, Rukawa turned his eyes away, and threw the basketball back into Sakuragi's hands.

"Hospital, don't escape again."

When he walked to the door, Rukawa uttered such a lukewarm sentence.

Looking up at the darkening night sky, Rukawa walked out of the basketball court.

It's not that he wants to care about that red-haired idiot... It's just that he was impulsive.

The footsteps became much slower than usual, and when he reached the school gate, Rukawa stopped.

It seems that the sound of the basketball hitting the floor is no longer heard... Wait, or did he leave too fast and didn't hear it?

Lowering his eyelids, Rukawa raised his head and raised his arms.That movement seemed to feel something.

Suddenly, there was a sound of "huchihuchi" behind him, and he knew without thinking that it was Sakuragi.

The raindrops are gradually changing from small to large, hitting the exposed skin of the two teenagers, soaking the white cotton shirts, and stirring up a sultry smell of mud in the air.

"Hey……"

With a low cry towards the figure who was gradually moving away while running, Rukawa failed to stop Sakuragi.

Big drops of rainwater trickled down his thick black bangs, slid over his angular white side face, and flowed into his thin lips, salty.

Probably because it is close to the coast of southern Shonan, the rain in this area is different from that in the inland area, and it always has a faint salty taste.

It's the smell of the sea.

Seeing the rainwater constantly gathering in his palm, Rukawa raised his black eyes, then turned his head, and walked towards the carport drenched in the rain.

The thunderstorms in early autumn were much milder than those in summer, and when Rukawa walked out with his bicycle, the rain had stopped.But he stopped where he was, without taking a step forward.

The red-haired boy stood in front of him panting, as if God specially arranged for him to return to Rukawa's sight.

"Bastard! Did you come out with money?"

Squinting his eyes, Rukawa stared at Sakuragi. After a long silence, he uttered three words coldly: "Big idiot..."

Inside the spacious and bright tram, two wet teenagers stood at the two ends of the carriage, looking in opposite directions.

Maybe it was night, or maybe it was raining, but in short, there were very few people on the tram.

Glancing at Sakuragi standing at the other end through the reflection on the car window, Rukawa raised his eyebrows, and then quickly looked away.

That idiot... actually only brought enough one-way tickets...

But why would he follow?

With his eyelids down, Rukawa stared at the water mist that gradually covered the car window, and at himself who gradually became blurred by the water mist.

Why did he follow up?

Closing his eyes, Rukawa deliberately avoided this question, until after a long time, he heard Sakuragi's cursing voice next to his ears, and he opened his eyes again.

It turned out that he fell asleep...

"Hey! We've arrived, how long are you going to sleep, you bastard fox?"

"..."

After loosening the suspension ring on the tram, Rukawa blinked, and in the haze, a noisy guy with red hair could be vaguely seen.

Subconsciously moving his footsteps outward, Rukawa followed Sakuragi and got off the tram, and yawned during the process.

At the tram stop, two wet teenagers walked one after the other.

"..." Turning around suddenly and staring at Rukawa, Sakuragi just looked at him angrily, but didn't speak.

Speeding up and walking a few steps forward, Sakuragi suddenly turned around and pointed at Rukawa and yelled, "Hey! What the hell are you... Hey! Don't lean over! You...Why are you so hot?!"

Rukawa fell towards Sakuragi, and when the tram exited the station, Sakuragi supported him in an extremely weird posture while suppressing the anger in his chest.

This...asshole...

When he woke up again, he faced the ceiling with peeling paint on the wall.

The brain is slightly swollen, and there are some slight tingling pains on the back of the hand.

Although Rukawa opened his eyelids very slowly, the optic nerve was still stimulated by the too bright external environment.

There were several loud laughter mixed together, it sounded like there were four people, no, or three.Anyway, it seemed to him that his head was getting more swollen from these undisguised laughs.

"Hahaha, good boy, I really can't see that your brat's shogi is better than those of us old guys!"

"Well, Takano, even though this kid has weird hair, you can't judge people by their appearance."

"I said you old men are enough! I'm a genius! Hey, remember to help me get away with it next time!" Reaching out to hook one of the old men in water-green hospital clothes, Sakuragi laughed and patted on the shoulders of the old man.

"Don't worry, boy! But when you go out, remember what we two old guys asked you to do..." As he spoke, the old man suddenly lowered his voice, as if he was worried about being heard by the nurses and doctors.

"You two old bastards, give yourself some restraint today! Otherwise there will be no next time!"

Staring at the three gathered figures, Rukawa pursed his lips and sat up, only to find a long tube tied to his arm, and the upward end of the tube was a glass bottle.

"Red-haired boy, the person you brought back is awake."

An old man raised his stubble-covered chin in the direction of Rukawa as he spoke.

With a sound of "cut", Sakuragi tilted his head to glance at Rukawa, and then dropped a chess piece.

"Old man, the relationship with that guy is not so good today."

"Ah! Sakuragi! You're a general again!" Touching the sparse short gray hair on top of his head, the old man sitting opposite Sakuragi let out a low cry and slapped his thigh hard.

"I didn't think about that move just now, let me do it again!" The old man who lost chess began to play tricks, saying that he would do it all over again.

"No! No! It's the fourth time!" Waving his hands and refusing, Sakuragi refused to give in.

"Hahaha, Takano, look at you, they say you are old and dizzy! People of our age must learn to be willing to gamble and admit defeat! Get out of the way, it's my turn!"

"Ebihara! You old guy knows how to gloat next to you!" With an angry snort, the old man Gao Ye moved away and turned to the side.

"He, lend me a few minutes." Just when Ebinohara just sat down in front of Sakuragi, a chilly voice came from above their heads.

It was none other than Rukawa whose face was paler than usual.

"Bastard! Let me go! Damn it! If a fox touches you, your whole body will rot!"

"Less wordy."

Seeing the two teenagers who were almost the same height walking out in a fight, Ebihara and Takano looked at each other and shrugged.

Today's young people are really energetic.

"It was you who brought me here?" Rukawa's eyes were as cold as his voice, and there was a coolness in his body that never changed for thousands of years.

"Yeah, I dragged you here by dragging your feet." Leaning against the light green wall with arms crossed, Sakuragi responded angrily, but involuntarily glanced at the hole where Rukawa pulled out the needle.

There, bright red liquid is constantly bubbling outward.

"All in all, since you're awake, I beg you to quickly disappear from the presence of this genius!" After speaking, Sakuragi put his hands in his trouser pockets, as if he didn't want to look at Rukawa at all.

The arms hanging on both sides of the body moved, but Rukawa couldn't reach out to Sakuragi after all.

It wasn't until he heard the sound of the sliding door of the ward closing that he suddenly realized that he seemed to be rejected by Sakuragi from this door.

Not long after, the laughter and yelling between the old men and Sakuragi sounded again in the ward. The lively feeling made him somewhat envious.

Lifting the back of his hand and glanced at the dried blood scab on it, Rukawa shrugged and turned to leave.

He never thought of coming here.

It was already past noon when I returned to school, and I came to the basketball hall alone, only to find that there were only Miyagi Ryota and Mitsui Hisashi, who was still on the team.

The dark pupils remained icy cold, and Rukawa just nodded slightly when he saw the two people in the arena, and didn't make any more noises.

The Xiangbei basketball team became much quieter without Sakuragi Hanamichi, a young man who is always energetic. Although Miyagi and Mitsui occasionally had some funny frictions, it was different from Sakuragi's naturally loud voice. Compared with those funny cells, these people are still weak.

Whenever the team is too quiet, everyone will always think of the noisy red-haired boy, and then start counting the time of Sakuragi's discharge from the hospital with their fingers.Of course, the results were disappointing every time.

In the days without Sakuragi, former members of the Xiangbei basketball team would always have the illusion that time is slow.

Yes, there is still a full month before Yingmu Huadao is discharged from the hospital.

Such a long recovery period makes one have to wonder, what kind of willpower Sakuragi relied on in the match against Sanno to last until the end, and to throw in the final ball that determines the outcome.

In fact, the back injury Sakuragi suffered in the match against Sanno Gonggao was a torn ligament of the back, which was more serious than a strain and milder than a fractured bone.

"This is the spine. The interspinous ligament is located deep between two adjacent spinous processes. It is thin and weak, not as tough as the supraspinous ligament.

In daily life and work, the flexion and extension of the lower back often separate and squeeze the spinous processes, causing the parts of the interspinous ligament to rub, pull and squeeze each other, which can cause its degeneration over time.Once traumatic factors are added, the ligament may loosen, rupture, and perforate, causing interspinous ligament damage..."

In the doctor's office of the Orthopedic Surgery Department, the team members of Xiangbei once heard such a highly professional but somewhat obscure sentence in front of Sakuragi's attending physician Ida.

Surrounded by such a large group of teenagers with an average height of over 180 centimeters, Dr. Ida was a little nervous at first, and then slowly got used to this group of teenagers who were less than half his age but nearly ten centimeters taller than him.

"Hehe, I'm sorry to trouble you. I'm Anxi Guangyi." Coach Anxi's voice came from behind the boys, and Ida saw a fat old man who was as tall as him and had a kind face.

Seeing the coach, the players in Xiangbei retreated to the sides one after another, and suddenly became quieter.

"What a terrible back injury." Seeing the X-ray of Sakuragi's back, Coach Anzai let out a low sigh.

"Yeah, even I was shocked when I saw the film. That child must be so strong that he can endure this kind of pain that even adults can't bear." Following Coach Anxi's eyes and glanced at the X-ray film, Dr. Ida sat down on the folding chair, and helped the glasses that had slipped a little due to sweating.

"How long will it take to recover?" His eyes paused on the X-ray, and Coach Anxi looked at Dr. Ida without mentioning anything else.

"The injury was not treated in time, and the continuous strenuous exercise after the injury exacerbated the condition. If you want to return to the court, you must rest for at least four months."

Physicians have basic responsibilities and are responsible for the judgments they make.After everyone listened, they looked at each other for a while, and finally turned their attention to Coach Anxi.

Probably because of getting older, or maybe because he was used to seeing all kinds of injuries on the field, Coach Anxi just bowed slightly to Dr. Ida, and simply said: "I leave everything to you, doctor."

Three months have passed since the professional judgment made by Dr. Ida.

The weather has also begun to turn cold, and the endless autumn rain has brought not only the cold current of Siberia that is about to go south, but also the emptiness that no one can fill when Sakuragi is away.

"Hey, brother, Sakuragi has escaped from the hospital again." Standing in front of the tall floor-to-ceiling windows and looking at the continuous autumn rain outside, Akagi Haruko turned her head, with worry on her face.

Since he chose Shonan University of Technology, which is closer to home, Takenori Akagi would go home every weekend when he was not working.

"That idiot, he really can't even deal with his back injury!"

With a low reprimand, Akagi Takenori put down the dumbbells, got up and walked to the window, looking in the same direction as Haruko.

"You have to find a way, brother, what can you do?"

"You are the manager of Xiangbei, I'm going to take a bath."

"Brother, you are so stingy!"

The dialogue between the siblings ended here, however, it did not solve the problems faced by Akagi Haruko.

After making funny faces at the back of Akagi Takenori, Haruko withdrew her gaze and looked at the gloomy sky outside the window again. Suddenly, her eyes lit up.

"So, that's it, please ask Rukawa to stare at Sakuragi every day after school. If it's you, it will be fine!" With clasped hands, Haruko carefully observed Rukawa's expression.

Since becoming the manager of the Xiangbei basketball team, when looking at Rukawa, she is no longer as nervous as before. Over time, even asking him to do things has gradually become a matter of course. Who made her the manager? !

Compared with Rukawa, she really cared more about Xiangbei.

"No, why should I go."

"Ah, Rukawa-san, wait..."

Without changing his face, he passed Akagi Haruko and walked forward. Rukawa put one hand in his trouser pocket, with a cold expression that could freeze the air.

"Haruko, you better leave that guy alone." Mitsui's voice came from behind, and beside him was Miyagi carrying basketball shoes.

"That guy has been weird since he practiced at noon yesterday." After Mitsui's words continued, Miyagi pointed to Rukawa's back.

Picking up the car and riding it, Rukawa sneezed rarely.

Is it because of the rain the day before yesterday?Why not only have a fever, but also a cold?

The cold wind blows head-on, becoming sharper as the speed of the vehicle increases.

Recalling everything he heard outside the doctor's office, his dark eyes shrank slightly.

The reason why he can endure severe pain that ordinary people can't bear is because that guy loves basketball with his life...

and so……

and so……

Thinking of this, Rukawa's face became more and more gloomy, he turned his hands, turned the front of the car, and rode back in the direction of the way he came.

"So, Rukawa-san agreed?" Looking at Rukawa, who was emitting bursts of cold air all over his body, Akagi Haruko subconsciously took a step back.

"Yes, that's it." Responding in a flat tone, Rukawa stepped on the pedal and disappeared at the school gate.

Next, what greeted him was a night of insomnia.

Sitting up from the bed, Rukawa looked at the basketball on the floor, and after a long time, turned around and opened the curtains.

It's sunny.

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