Double AS

Iseeyou

And touch

When I woke up the next day, I didn't know how long it had been bright.

Aomine got up from the bed and looked around──Kise's figure had long since disappeared into the room.

Kise left a message on the dressing table and mirror in front of the bed.

a string of numbers.

It's a phone number, new, written in pale orange lipstick.

The handwriting, which is as beautiful as a girl, but still has a willful handwriting, glows with a pearl-colored luster under the sun, and floats on the mirror one by one.

Qingfeng's mobile phone was placed under the string of numbers just like that.

After hesitating for a while, Qingfeng finally dialed the string of numbers.

The phone actually went through.

"Hey……"

Kise's lazy and bright voice came over warmly, like the winter sun in the morning.

like dreaming.

"I didn't expect it to be true, the phone number." Aomine said.

"Xiao Qingfeng thought I left a fake call?"

"Now I won't be surprised by anything you do."

The mobile phone suddenly shut down, no matter how you dialed, it was switched to voice, and suddenly saw him kissing a female star at a press conference on TV, and lied to himself after returning, and then disappeared after leaving, the original mobile phone number He stopped talking completely, and after a lot of hard work, he finally saw that side of him, but he disappeared again this morning.

Qingfeng let out a long sigh, he must be crazy to fall in love with such a tormenting guy.

"Haha...my credit is bankrupt..."

Kise couldn't help laughing, and her voice couldn't help becoming hoarse.

Too many things happened, and the emotions in my heart were too turbulent, all piled up and stuck in my chest.It was difficult to breathe.

How to express it?How can I convey everything in my heart to the other person's heart?

Is it enough to say I love you?

For a moment, the two of them didn't know what to say, they could only stick to their phones and listen to each other's hoarse breathing.

As if the other party is close at hand.

"Yangquan sent a delicacy stick to express my apology. You don't have to think about it, it must be Ziyuan's bad idea! Next time I come to the office to help eat a little, the amount is so large that I almost vomit." In the end, Qingfeng spoke first, and then returned Laughed a bit.

He thought of the image of Wu Yue forcing all the first graders to eat five delicious bars before going home after the last practice.He himself was also stuffed with two big bags, so many that he had to take them back to the dormitory and distribute them.

The atmosphere in Tonghuang is very good now, and everyone gets along very well. He sincerely hopes that Huang Lai can also feel the change in Tonghuang.

Play the same ball as in the Teiko era.

He, him, and everyone else.

Hoseok didn't speak.

There is hesitation in the sound of breathing.

"Aren't you coming back? It doesn't matter if you don't play, play with everyone, and... oneonone with me."

Hearing Aomine's gentle voice, Kise spoke several times, but fell silent several times after making the sound.

He is struggling.

"I... I'm actually very afraid of changing..." Kise said in a low voice, trembling, as he grabbed the phone. "It's not about you Xiaoqingfeng...it's because I can't find my position..."

He finally spoke his mind honestly.

"The way we used to do in the past is definitely not going to work, and Aomine doesn't want that kind of victory either..."

Restless, lost, fear of being replaced, fear of not being needed.

As long as the fog in his heart does not dissipate one day, even if the office asks him to go back to play, he will still be the burden of Tong Huang after the reorganization.

"What kind of victory does Xiao Qingfeng want...? What kind of ball...?" Kise asked himself.

"I can't find my place... I don't know how to fight... So I... still can't answer you..."

"Can you give me some time...let me think about it..." Kise said from the bottom of his heart.

After going around for so long, he was finally able to face Qingfeng honestly.

"Well... I think so, it's hard for you to make a decision right now.

The victory I want... Rather than talking about it, I might as well show it to you.Until then, I will keep winning and wait for your return. "

"I'm sorry... I let Aomine see such a bad side of me... It's not very flattering..."

"It doesn't matter what you look like.

So - stop crying alone. "Qingfeng said.

"Isn't the function of a boyfriend just like this?" Shrugging, Qingfeng continued: "But──next time I do the same thing, I won't chase after him; no matter how many women you want to slander in the future, Ten thousand, absolutely, don't let me watch TV to find out, and don't allow me to disappear silently again.

This is the limit of my patience, and I will not chase after the same thing happens next time——I only allow this once in my life.Did you hear that?cold. "

He said softly but firmly.

He finally showed his bottom line.

That tyrant Qingfeng actually showed all his trump cards.

All spread out for inspection.There is no longer any hiding.

What this means, Kise understands.

The other end of the phone paused for a few seconds.

"I hear you. Thank you..."

Only then did he hear the guy's crying voice, hoarse.

"──I'm waiting for you on the Winter Cup."

Kise couldn't speak, she could only hug the phone, shed tears, sucked her nose, and then nodded desperately.

Even after hanging up the phone, I still couldn't hold back my tears.

Tears dripped down from between the fingers, and it took a lot of effort to put on the makeup.

To be able to love such a man, and then to be loved like this.

Then be tolerated like this, waited like this.

How lucky is he?

"Damn it, it's just a couple quarreling, and it's shaking the world. It looks like the world is being destroyed." Miyuki Nakatani in the front seat looked at the little supermodel who smiled and cried from the rear view mirror, and couldn't help shaking her head. .

She definitely didn't have any virtue in her previous life to sign such a bad artist.Crying and making noises from time to time, it almost drove her crazy.

"Xiao Miyuki, don't be like this...I'm reflecting..." Kise blushed embarrassingly.

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"──I'm waiting for you on the Winter Cup."

I didn't expect that I could say such handsome words.

Aomine Daiki thought so.

Scratch your head.

Without even thinking about it, he rushed out, and after hanging up the phone, he began to think about whether he should be ashamed or proud.

"What kind of victory does Xiao Qingfeng want...? What kind of ball...?"

In fact, he couldn't answer why.

Vaguely, just knowing he didn't want to play that unhappy ball again.

I want to go back to the beginning, when I played ball with everyone happily.

It doesn't matter whether you are talented or not.

Just enjoy it with all your heart -- enjoy the victory you all achieved together.

But he also knew - easier said than done.

Tonghuang, who is used to the power field being dominated by the two kings, to put it bluntly, has been in disarray in the long run.

After missing Kise, he realized that his tacit understanding with all his teammates was extremely poor. He didn't know how to cooperate with others, and others couldn't keep up with him.

"You can maintain your original pace until the end of WINTERCUP, and it's not too late to readjust after the game is over." The coach advised him like this.

But he refused.

Victory like that is meaningless.

If he has to maintain that style in order to win continuously, it also means that he is only at this level.

"What kind of victory does Xiao Qingfeng want...? What kind of ball...?"

He wants to find his own way.Then use the victory to prove that your idea is right.

Then loudly told Kise—this is my ball!

This is far more meaningful than mere victory.

However, things were of course not as easy as he thought.

The coach's suggestion is not without his reason. It is not easy to adjust the pace in the late stage of the game, which has become more and more intense, to create a brand new lineup, but to maintain the record of never losing.

Everyone is running in, adjusting, and adapting-including himself.

One wrong step, Tonghuang this year will be over.

Everyone left the decision in his hands.

As the emperor, while holding the token, he also provoked all responsibilities.

Not power, but responsibility.

──This is why the trump card is the trump card.

"Speaking so handsomely, it seems that I can't win."

Wouldn't it be too embarrassing if Kise came back with great difficulty and was greeted by a losing team.

Aomine laughed self-deprecatingly.

He wants to welcome his queen back with a new victory.