[volleyball! ! ] Sleeping Beauty Syndrome

Oikawa shuddered violently from the top of his head to his heels, and was instantly pulled back to reality.

"Eh?! Xiaoyan, you... didn't go to the competition either?!"

"Huh? What nonsense, my setter just made a phone call and disappeared without a trace. He skipped the game without looking back. What am I still doing there?!"

Fianmen took a heavy hammer without any room, and it was full.

"Ugh Xiaoyan...don't! Don't slap your face!! Uwah nose!! The nose is crooked!!!"

"Shut up!! You just wait to be scolded to death by the supervisor and seniors tomorrow, Garbage River!!"

Facing Iwaizumi's stinky face, Oikawa choked up a few times, and finally couldn't help but tilt his mouth, hugging his childhood sweetheart's neck and crying loudly.

——On the day of Toshi's departure, Oikawa skipped his first official competition, and Iwaizumi squatted at the door of the house with him holding a tissue box and cried all afternoon.

"Hey, did we agree to go to the whole country? Are you still talking?"

"Of course Xiaoyan! Chick..."

"Wow, it's dripping, it's dripping!! Wipe it off, disgusting!"

"Don't say I'm disgusting!!"

——Oikawa knows that he cannot become the prince of Sleeping Beauty, but there are still many things he can do, and there is more than one wish that can be fulfilled.Everything that was taken away will be taken back when it grows into a sufficiently powerful existence.

Oikawa washed his face, stared at his red eyes, and raised his arms boldly and shouted: "Let's go back to school to practice, Xiaoyan!"

"Oh!"

"Let's go to the whole country, Xiaoyan!!"

"Oh!!"

He saw a little boy with an aggrieved and sad face, sitting by the bed, waiting for a long time for Tuoshi to wake up, but he never did.He saw him cautiously kissing Tou Shi's lips with a little childish hope and expectation, muttering in a low voice, "Hurry up, sister Tou Shi..."

Day after day, Sleeping Beauty did not wake up. This fairy tale was torn apart by reality before the final ending.The face of the little boy became blurred in the porcelain white halo of the twilight summer, but it was full of moving colors.

——Oikawa thought to himself, it's time to say goodbye to him.

The author has something to say: Celebrate the defeat of the king [Get out of here

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· Miscellaneous

At the beginning, I would like to sincerely apologize to everyone who read this text, sorry.

I'm so sorry for throwing such a load of emotional garbage at you guys.

Anyone who has read my other works can see that Sleeping Beauty Syndrome is a product of a complete escape from my previous writing habits, and it is a freak.I wrote this article very fast, even if I am busy with my studies, I still write two thousand characters when I have time. What I want is a fast word. fast characters.It poured down without embellishment, freely bursting out the hatred that I had accumulated for too long.

Yes.hate.I'm just full of resentment.The origin of this fan, about the pain of turning back and not turning back, is my pain, and the details are in the privatechatter of lofter.So I started writing with the hatred that I have nowhere to vent but I can't get what I want. Why do I have to choose every word to express my hatred? What I want is a smooth and dripping relief.I have wanted to write this article for a long time, because my hatred has been accumulated for too long, which made me unable to carefully conceive and grasp the history of the British Library. How can I write that kind of text without calming down, so I endured it for a long time I still couldn't help it, so I stopped writing and wrote Sleeping Beauty.

It is said that doujin is the product of love, but I should also be allowed to have hatred.I was really angry when I was asked why I couldn’t let those people be happy in the world I wrote, and I said

I just want to be tricky and vicious.Destroying the Three Views is not kind.If you don't achieve consummation, you will die a good death.Everyone clamors that writing fanciers must have love, so why not allow me to have hatred in my heart.Why do you have to get married in the happy spring breeze, God knows that there are too many deaths in this world that you can't ask for, so why let these hatreds have nowhere to rest.Talking about kindness, kindness and fraternity is actually extremely narrow-minded.If you are happy and happy, can those real pains and unhappiness be comforted and covered up?joke.

The tantrum passed.Looking back, I still think I was right.What I was wrong about was that I threw all the emotional garbage into the article and threw it to the readers. You read it with good intentions, and finally read it with hatred.I'm self-willed, I'm really sorry.

I can't bear to see the ending of today's battle in Qingcheng.After all, I still feel sorry for Oikawa, but I always think that the most exciting thing about Oikawa is his defeat. His tenacity and dignity bursting out in front of an insurmountable opponent is the reason why I fall in love with him.Only the defeated king has the power to penetrate the truth, no matter how hard he tries, there will be a limit that cannot be surpassed, which makes him like everyone, everyone works hard for their dreams but may not be able to get what they want ordinary people.But this kind of defeat is also touching, and even I can't bear to impose any harshness on him.This kind of defeat does not need any secondary creation to cover up and comfort, and it is also the most touching.

That's why I said that I can't write a happy ending for Sleeping Beauty, because it already has an insurmountable limit. It's all my hatred. It's impossible for me without love in my heart to be broad-minded enough to write how bright and beautiful it is. If I write the ending of the story, then I must have met my destined person.

Although after writing the first half of the paragraph, I was reflecting on whether I was too tricky and harsh to the readers and Oikawa.But my style is like this, I can write whatever I want, and I can write anything just to see if I am happy. If I write until I am unhappy, I will write anyway, and I will definitely not write.So I still write like this, the effort I can promise is that even if it is hatred, I want it to bloom.

Sleeping Beauty's brushwork has subverted my previous habits, Fei Ming, Wang Zengqi, Wang Anyi, Jin Yucheng, etc., I accepted and chose the aesthetic orientation of many people.I write fast, without much lining, and the writing is dry. The ultimate goal of changing the perspective is to hope that readers can see the people outside the screen, feel and guess, and experience it in the deliberately hidden part-what I said Of course it's the part that reveals the world.

I hardly get into the mentality of the world, and I don’t make any defenses for her-readers now probably think that this is the most scumbag heroine I have ever written...

But just as I couldn't bear to be harsh on Oikawa, I also couldn't bear to be harsh on Toshi at all.

Just like I can't bear to criticize myself even if I repent and reflect on myself.

After all, this can't be an overly beautiful story, after all, my original intention is to use it to run through the truth to heal myself.

You passed by and saw it, so go ahead.A pot of wine and a bowl of tea are dry, just enjoy yourself.Those who come are not rejected, and those who go are not kept.

9. No one ever returned as scheduled

Guan Hualiuye graduated from Gongjiao University at the age of 24, and was hired back to Aoba Castle West as an English teacher, and also served as the supervisor of Qingcheng Women's Volleyball Team. referee.That year's Chungao was her first time to play whistle, and it was also Oikawa and Iwaizumi's last high school tournament.

From Beichuan to Qingcheng, Guanhua witnessed their failures again and again, and also witnessed the rapid growth that coexisted with failure. Every time they were defeated by Ushishima Ruori, Guanhua felt sad, but there was nothing she could do. She thought of Chuanhe Yanquan is better than Toshi and himself back then, but the road he walked was far more bumpy than theirs.This year is the last chance for them to take Qingcheng to the whole country, Guanhua is somewhat in a daze——

"This is..." Guan Hua splashed a handful of water on his face, wiped off the water from his forehead to his chin, looked up at the mirror in the bathroom, and murmured, "—is it the end?"

There is always something missing.Wishes that cannot be fulfilled, peach branches without blossoms, and the moon that is missing an arc, incompleteness will become a matter of course in the accumulation of time and time again.

This year's Qingcheng is the best in history. Because of the existence of Ji Chuanche, this team has been polished into the best shape, and it is fully equipped to enter the country.

Guan Hua walked out of the bathroom, turned the corner, and ran into the Qingcheng people who had just finished the morning game, and a group of teenagers in blue and white team uniforms saluted one by one.

"Yo, Sister Liu!" "Oh!" "Oh!" "Hello!" "Teacher Guan Hua." "Good day."

"Thanks for your hard work, everyone. Continue to work harder this afternoon."

"Yes—isn't Sister Liu not on duty in the afternoon?"

"Well, I'm only going to be the referee for the morning match, so I'll watch the match between you and Karasuno." Tate Hua punched Oikawa on the shoulder, "Don't slack off, brat."

"pain!!"

Guanhua absolutely couldn't bear to mention Shigehara Toshi's name at such a time, even though she knew that name Oikawa had always kept it in her heart without asking.She stood in place and watched Qingcheng and the others go away, and the hair of Oi Chuan, who was surrounded by the crowd, still had beads of sweat hanging on her hair, and her smile was brighter than peach blossoms.

——It is really a pearl that has not been polished for a thousand years.Toshi, look, that child has indeed grown into what you said.

"Senior Oikawa, did they go there just now?" "Hey, it seems to be." "Then hurry up and let's go!"

Guan Hua once again watched a group of beautiful girls flying past in colorful colors like butterflies.She touched her chin involuntarily and remembered another thing.Not only Tou Shi, but also nothing she said