[Shadow Day] If a crow were to fly a light year

"I know. You weren't looking at the camera on that spike miss, were you?"

Kageyama looked down at him, eyes like heavy rain falling into the sea.

So I understand that any clumsy cover-up is in vain.Hinata lost in this sentence, even "why do you watch my game" became too much to ask.He remembered one time when he was a child, he was detained by his teacher, and he passed by the amusement park in the town on his way home, and at [-] o'clock in the evening, he saw the carousel and the small Ferris wheel, which no one cared about, creaking and lighting up warm pink lights.Kageyama is like the most beautiful pumpkin cart waiting on the turntable, saying, I always welcome you, only you are my beloved child.

And the beloved children also love the little king's pumpkin cart.Hinata stood on tiptoe, covered Kageyama's reddened ears with both hands, and pushed his head to a position within his reach.My uncle came here for a visit.He parted his bangs with his mouth, and lightly touched the center of Yingshan's forehead.

"I'll organize my words and call you at night." While Kageyama was still in a daze, Hinata slammed his fist into his chest, turned around and ran away.

It feels so refreshing to be faster than the opponent's reflex nerves.When Hinata turned the corner, he looked back and saw Kageyama still standing there, holding the shoulder strap of the backpack with one hand, and gently rubbing the forehead that had just been kissed with the other hand.He adapts to the atmosphere very well, yelling and yelling like an unconditioned reflex to catch up and run, Hinata couldn't help thinking, who said that Hinata Xiangyang is the only one who has been polished in high school for three years?

Walking through the streets and alleys alone, boarding the distant mountain road, and leaving the place with the strongest memories, Hinata felt that it was easier than when the two of them came.Kageyama will wait for his call, and he will definitely wait, just like a volleyball must be round, a popsicle must be sweet, and you must love me. The stability of the whole world is based on this certainty.In the past, they walked around Tokyo with the cats of Yinkoma, and the stroll turned into a two-person race inexplicably, leaving everyone behind and running wildly on the streets of Tokyo.At that time, he boldly grabbed Kageyama's hand and clasped it tightly. Although his face was blushing hot, he insisted, "Anyway, no one here knows us!" hand, and shouted: "They will all know each other in the future." After speaking, he choked on the wind.

Running all the way home along the mountain road, Hinata kicked off his shoes, and quickly sent a text message to Grinding, saying, I didn't hold back, and followed with a crying face.Grinding was probably busy playing games, so he replied with a short "Oh".It was as if the result was doomed long ago, and his previous entanglements were all underestimated.Hinata thought for a while, jumped onto the sofa, pressed his butt to his ankles, and asked sincerely: I fell on him when I was LV10, why did I still fall on him when I reached LV60?

After a while, he got a reply from Grinding, saying that maybe he is not the BOSS at all.

... Speaking of which, you have risen to LV60 in what aspect, are you in love?

Hinata choked hard.He locked his phone angrily, ran back to the bedroom, and saw a mess when he entered the door.Used tissues were piled at the foot of the bed, the T-shirts and jeans worn last night were in a mess and hung in completely different directions, and a small piece of the cracked wallpaper on the inside of the bed was snapped.Hinata paused, wrinkled his nose and picked up the orange-flavored hand cream he stole from Xiaoxia's room to wipe his face from the pile of tissues, not wanting to guess what Kageyama might have done with it.

Now he faintly felt that his ass also smelled of sweet oranges.

These are all incriminating evidence and must be destroyed.Hinata was thinking about how to speak when she called for a while, while throwing the dirty clothes into the washing machine, and collecting all the paper towels and putting them in bags.A paper towel was kicked under the bed, he lay down obediently on the floor and reached out to touch it. When he came across a piece of brittle paper corner, he pulled it out and saw Tokio Kageyama, my emotion was written on the paper.

Hinata thought it was lost long ago.When he was in high school, he kept this little composition in his book for three years, but in the end he didn't survive the graduation quarrel, and he was completely angry and threw it away.Hinata remembered that night, lying on the bed so unwillingly that he punched and kicked the air, just as serious and naive as the words and sentences on this paper.

I escaped my mother's cleaning, escaped the vernal equinox, autumnal equinox, summer solstice, and winter solstice, and waited until this time to reappear.Hinata unfolded the crumpled ball of paper, and saw a Q version of Kageyama graffitied by himself in the corner of the page, wearing Karasuno uniform, grinning.

He wasn't the only one who rose from LV10 to LV60, just like he was never the only one who secretly watched the opponent's game video.

Hinata folded the composition paper and put it in the drawer, sat upright by the bed, unlocked the phone and poked it into the address book.He still has Yingshan's phone number, and copied it when he changed his phone. He lied to himself that he would need the information one day, and he never made up his mind to delete it.Before, I also imagined that I was disturbed by the phone call in the middle of the night, followed by Kageyama crying for his help, but this kind of dream is only for a few seconds before going to sleep, and it is impossible to live until the next day when I wake up. .

At the first beep of the busy sound, Hinata was a little awkward, and reached out to put the sweater hat on his head.

It was quickly connected over there, but what was heard was the sound of tables and chairs colliding, and a close gasping sound.

"hiss--"

"Hello, Kageyama?"

"You wait."

Then there was another gust of wind blowing through the receiver, accompanied by the sound of footsteps, and the dust settled after a few seconds.

"Hi." With a nasal voice as if recovering from a cold, Hinata licked the pinna of Hinata's ear itchyly.

Hinata was uncomfortable, rubbed his ears, and shook his feet awkwardly.He was very glad that they could talk through the airwaves at this moment, at least Kageyama couldn't see the embarrassment of his heart itching just because of a "Hello".

"What were you doing just now?"

"We're having dinner." There was a slight sound from over there, "...waiting for your call by the way."

It seems that by licking such a "by the way" in the sentence, the panic of kicking over the stool and hitting the table when I just answered the phone can be covered.It's a pity that this rather tough little cover-up can fool Hinata in high school. When the hard shell is peeled off, Kageyama's heart is as soft as a soft-boiled egg, and he can't wait to participate in all his troubles.Hinata bent one leg and hugged it in his arms, and was silent for a while, muttering to himself, maybe something went wrong here.

The teacher once said that a gas explosion requires a threshold of air pressure, and things that are silently accumulated and squeezed by habit will not always be submissive, and will one day shock you in some way.Hinata didn't really believe in this before, his bones were straight, and the more he was hit, the more he would raise his jaw.On the first day of entering the university team, almost everyone said to him inadvertently, "You are very good at playing volleyball, but without Kageyama, you will not be able to play smoothly."Hinata listened firmly to every sentence, endured it during the day, and was so unwilling to hide in the bed at midnight, biting the pillow and smashing the board of the bed.

What they say is not unreasonable.College volleyball is much more intense than high school, and most players have solid basic skills, so strength, height, speed... Any slight difference in talent is almost fatal, and it needs to be discussed dozens of times and hundreds of times in other places. return.It’s not that Hinata didn’t cooperate with other setters in high school, but with Kageyama he can hit a smooth 120 points, and with other setters he can hit 115 points—although they are all far above 100, but the missing five Points, no matter how neglected, will always be there.

The running-in period of the new team, the unintentional comments from others, the restraint of not daring to run wild when playing, and the strangeness of the big city Tokyo, which is completely unfamiliar, many things came together, and Hinata was bored by himself.He met Kageyama almost at the same time when he really started playing volleyball, but now, all the close rivalry, the familiarity of his flesh and blood, has been cut off—when he played, he played on the same side of the net, There will be no such person in the waiting area, or even in the auditorium.

And his threshold was caught on that game.

They have already lost one of the three games, and they only took a slight lead in the second game, unable to widen the gap.The follow-up block on the opposite side was better than Odai in high school, almost blocking all Hinata's offense.Having already scored the match point, Hinata was a little anxious, and ran all over the field to take off from a more tricky position, but the moment he swung his arm, there was no ball to keep up.

The setter in the team ran over to apologize in panic, Hinata shook his head with a haha, and said, don'tmind, try again with the next goal, maybe it will work.That's what I said, but everyone knows that such a perverted pass can't be successful all of a sudden.Before serving, the two-meter-tall secondary attacker on the opposite side smiled at Hinata, and Hinata rubbed his arm that was sore from swinging in the air, thinking uncontrollably, if Kageyama was here...

The strong serve was picked up steadily by the back row, and the pass was beautiful. Hinata also jumped in place quickly and heard the ball coming through the air.

That voice appeared at this moment.

A very clear and decisive "Hinata", the all-too-familiar voice and tone, like thousands of times before, called him to complete the final button that set the overall situation.

This sound should never be here.Hinata's heart shrank severely, and she glanced subconsciously, only to see the TV camera pointing at herself with a black tube, and there was no one on the field over there.

The ball has arrived, missed the opportunity, and if you make another mistake, it will become a tortured DEUCE.At the moment of falling, Hinata changed to hooking with his wrist, and the violent smash turned into a soft lob, which accurately landed in the empty frontcourt behind the three-man block.

They won the game in the end, but from the last ball of the second inning, the coach's face was livid.Before going back, he called Hinata to a corner alone, and asked him what was wrong, Hinata covered his head with a towel, and said bluntly, it's nothing, I was accidentally distracted.

He didn't expect this to be just the beginning.From that day on, that voice always appeared, breaking into his head only when Hinata was jumping and smashing the ball.How to clean up the mess that has already exploded?The sound of "Hinata" seemed to lure him to show the crazy vigor of playing in high school, but every time Hinata unconsciously looked in the direction of the sound, all he saw was an empty orange court.

"Sometimes you look like you're waiting for something..." the coach said, "What are you waiting for, Hinata? Is there anything you care about when you're playing?"

Hinata is stubborn and refuses to speak.

They had a stalemate for a long time, and finally the coach sighed and said, you know, if this continues, I may pull you out of the starting list.

"'If the answer you have been struggling with for a long time is in Miyagi, you can go find it, and it will take longer.'" Hinata cleared his throat, imitating the serious tone of the coach.That's what the coach said when he asked the coach for leave to return to Miyagi.

During the whole process of truncating and simplifying the story, Kageyama has been listening quietly, the sound of light breathing on the earpiece, hitting Hinata's ears, the touch is like Xiaoxia's soft hair rubbing against the side of her neck.Hinata rested her chin on her knees, paused, and said, no, I'm done.

Kageyama let out a hoarse "oh", probably still trying to digest with his brain that is not very flexible without volleyball.At this time, the king's setter always sounds soft, can answer everything, and can be rounded and flattened at will.So Hinata quickly diverted the embarrassment away from himself: "By the way, I just wanted to ask, why is your voice so muffled?"

The breathing over there stopped for a while, and there was a small sound like cloth rubbing.Hinata had almost guessed the answer, but he still deliberately asked: "Hello, is Kageyama-kun still there?" Kageyama was forced to say reluctantly: "Because I was buried under the quilt..."

"You're too strong. Are you so nervous after just a phone call? Mr. Kageyama, you're going to be 20 soon!" Hinata sarcastically taunted Kageyama, as if it wasn't him who put on his hat to have the courage to speak.

He couldn't control it, because the more sensitive his heart was, the more presumptuous his mouth would be.Regarding the details of hearing hallucinations while playing, it is better for him to tell anyone than Kageyama.The collision of two stones is more protective of Hinata's self-esteem than his own slow cracking. His softest part has been spread out, so please, let them just move on to other topics, and don't let Kageyama face him in front of him. Do not comment on this matter.

But Kageyama was not fooled.He asked: "Idiot Hyuga, doesn't this have a lot to do with me, why don't you ask me to figure out a solution together?"

Why?Hinata lowered her head and clenched her fists unwillingly.Because they all said, "You are super strong in volleyball, but without Kageyama, you will not be able to play smoothly."

Because I almost thought so myself.

"I have been on the same team as you since I really started playing volleyball. From high school to college, my volleyball has started for such a long way. I have you in the first half. When I encountered problems before, even if others were not optimistic, I just Just grit your teeth and work hard, anyway, you will catch up with your half in no time, and accompany me to accomplish difficult things." Hinata said.

"But now there is no one to accompany me."

Therefore, the previous "working hard" must now be doubled as "working hard", and the part that was thrown away to the setter in the past is also added.He will get used to it, whether it is auditory hallucinations or only one person running so fast, he will be made up, he just needs time.

Kageyama didn't speak any more.

"Did you know? When I was in Karasuno during the day, I also heard that voice, clearly calling me Hinata." Hinata continued, "So the answer is not in Miyagi, not in Karasuno, nor in you, but in Something on me, I just haven't found it yet. I'm going to keep looking and 'beat you to tears through the net', you wait for me."

Good night then.Hinata hastily hung up the phone.

He felt exhausted, lying on his back on the bed with no strength in his body.

That night, Hinata had a long dream. For a while, he and Kageyama were lying on the soft lake, huddled face to face, and for a while, they were running hand in hand on the streets of Miyagi, passing through the streets covered with tengu masks and Lantern Festival.He dreamed of them kissing in the pumpkin cart in the old paradise, he tasted the sweet apple candy in Shadow Mountain's mouth, and the little fish he caught before was swimming beside their faces with its tail spread. "Hinata..." Kageyama called him.Hinata reached out to grab Kageyama's sleeve, but the Karasuno school song sang in unison, he turned his head to look, and a large group of people whose faces could not be clearly seen cheered with graduation certificates, and when he turned around, the pumpkin cart and Xiaoyu were not there, and his hands Holding a volleyball inside, in front of him is the back of Kageyama running away.

It seemed that the endless nightmare was finally interrupted by a hasty knock on the door.Hinata woke up with a start, broke free from the absurd dream, looked at the phone, and found that the time was still very early.The people outside the door didn't know what was urgent, they kept banging on the door almost all the time, Hinata mumbled a few words impatiently, and ran over in a hurry without even caring about tidying up her hair.

When he opened the door, what he saw was Kageyama, panting and holding on to the door frame with one hand, with a black suitcase standing behind him, almost making Hinata feel like it was another dream.Hinata stood there in astonishment, watching Kageyama stretch out his hands behind his back while panting, just like he used to take out his textbooks in the corridor before, and handed out two cards.

"I bought a ticket back to Tokyo, this afternoon." He supported the door, blocking the small circle of Hinata in the door.

"I'll accompany you to find the answer."

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