Trapped in the sunset

"Dad, I'm going out."

Standing at the entrance, Wei Young slightly raised her voice and said towards the room.

Yoichi Kaiyinji came out of the kitchen, looked at his daughter who was wearing a T-shirt and jeans and her hair was tied into a simple ponytail by the door, and frowned involuntarily: "It's cold, are you going to go out wearing this?" It's already winter. If you wear short sleeves, you will catch cold.

Wei Young blinked, then took off the backpack on her shoulders, unzipped the zipper, and took out the coat: "I've already brought the coat, don't worry. And there is heating in the basketball hall, so it's too late for me to be too hot." .”

His daughter's warm smile was taken into his eyes, and an emotion called comfort emerged in his heart.Mariko, our child, has grown up. . .

Sighing silently, Yang Yi smiled gently at the girl: "That's good. Be careful on the road, and send a text message to inform me when I get home that I have to go to Hokkaido today, and I won't be back until the day after tomorrow. I'm alone Take care of yourself when you are at home, and call me or your brother if you need anything."

Faced with his father's rare talkativeness, Wei Young quietly accepted his advice, and was not surprised that his father would go to Hokkaido for three days.After all, she is used to it, used to her father's business trips from time to time, and used to the occasional empty home. . .Not only her, but also her brother.Maybe she was dissatisfied or even complained when she was a child, but deep down in her heart, she understood.Work is just one and only way for my father to paralyze himself.

Sitting on the Shinkansen train, Wei Young calmly gazed at the receding scenery, and heard the thin conversations around her, feeling a little lonely in a trance.The eyelids drooped involuntarily, the corners of the mouth were slightly pursed, and the thin bangs cast a shadow on the face.

"What am I thinking right now..."

There was an inaudible murmur, followed by a peaceful face.The feeling just now seemed to be just a phantom.

The phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.Wei Young took out her mobile phone, pressed the answer button, and whispered, "Hello?"

"Xiao Yang, it's me."

A familiar, stable, but soft voice sounded from the other end of the phone.

His eyes couldn't help opening slightly: "Brother? Why did you call?" Shouldn't he be resting in the dormitory at this time?

Haiyin Sizhen couldn't help but chuckle when he heard his sister's surprised tone—even though, the smile didn't reach his eyes.The gray eyes similar to Wei Young looked at the calendar in his hand, and stroked the conspicuous red circle with his thumb: "Can I call you if I have nothing to do?" He asked pretendingly relaxed.

Wei Young noticed his strangeness, as his younger sister, it was only natural.

So she remained silent, and subconsciously remembered the date on the next page in the diary she had turned to before going out.Before I knew it, time passed so fast. . .Wei Young's hand holding the phone slightly intensified, and the joints on the back of the hand turned white.

"Brother," she said in a low voice, and then disappeared into the conversation of other people in the car.

"Xiao Yang?" Zhen called out cautiously.

"Brother, Dad is going to Hokkaido today."

Wei Young's voice was a little hoarse when she said this, but it was more of a weak sigh.

There was also a trace of helpless fatigue in Zhen Wenyan's eyes.There are some things that they can understand each other without saying anything.Just like now, even if he doesn't ask, he can know that his father's trip is not just because of work, and that he will never go home tomorrow.

"Really... What about you? Can you do it by yourself?"

Wei Young smiled weakly, feeling warm about her brother's worry: "It's okay, brother, don't worry. I'm heading to the venue for Tetsuya's competition now."

"Tetsuya?" Really thinking of the light blue figure, he said, "Ah, that kid. How is he doing now?"

For my sister, my friend, I really like it.What impressed him most was the ninety-degree bow that the little child saw him for the first time, and then the soft and clean voice said politely: "My name is Heizi. Tetsuya, this is the first time we meet, please give me your advice."

At that time, he was thinking, how on earth is this kind of politeness taught to a child who is only over two years old?

"Zhe Ye is very powerful now. Maybe my brother will lose against him." Wei Young joked, and got out of the car with the others. "Brother, I'm going to wait for the bus."

"Yeah. Let's have fun today, and I'll call you tomorrow." His eyes fell on the basketball in the corner of the room, and a gleam of light flashed through Zhen's half-lidded eyes, and then he returned to deep melancholy.

Eyes, after all, are the windows of the soul, and the emotions that shouldn't exist in such a young person can't be concealed no matter what.

But at this moment, this expression is so deeply embedded in the brothers and sisters. . .

Haiyinsi Weiyang closed her eyes for a few seconds, and when she opened them, she was as calm as before.

If you can't hide it, don't think about it for a while. . .

"Goodbye, brother." Wei Young hung up the phone and walked to the bus stop that she gradually became familiar with.

. . .

Wei Young looked around the interior of the bus, looking for an empty seat.

At this time, she recalled a sentence that she had read before: "Passengerson the bus will fill up every row first-even if these seats beside a person is empty-and once every row is filled up, only then will people begin to take up seats next to another person."

"Yeah, if I had a choice, I'd sit alone." Wei Young murmured as she walked towards a seat behind.

There was already a girl sitting by the window, at first glance she was about the same age as him.Long pink hair hanging behind her, a light green coat and a miniskirt——Weiyang smiled politely at her, and sat down beside her.

The girl smiled back when she saw her, her pink pupils were also sincere and friendly.

In the world, there will always be a few special existences.No extra words, no unnecessary gestures, even if you are unfamiliar, even if you don’t know the other person’s name at all, there will be a feeling of "ah, this is the same kind" at the moment when the eyes meet.

Sometimes, friendship comes so inexplicably.

However, this kind of friendship is even more precious, isn't it?

So when the two stood up at the same time, both of them looked at each other in astonishment and laughed at the same time.

"So you came to watch the game too?"

Walking side by side on the way to the venue, the pink girl said with a smile.

Wei Young nodded: "Yeah. You too?"

"That's right. The match between Seirin and Sutoku High School is one of the highlights of the Winter Cup. The first time they faced off was at InterHigh. Although Sutoku lost that time, it was many months ago after all. I can’t tell who will win and who will lose this time.” The girl explained kindly, then turned her head suddenly as if she suddenly remembered something: “By the way, I haven’t introduced myself yet. I It's called Momoi Mayzuki, a first-year student at Tonghuang High School."

Weiyang bent down like her, and said the same: "My name is Haiyinsi Weiyang, a first-year student in Luoshan High School."

Unexpectedly, Momoi Wuyue's eyes widened as soon as she heard her say that, full of surprise and flashing complex emotions were written in it: "You said, you are a student of Luoshan? Luoshan in Kyoto?"

"Yeah... what's wrong?"

"No, nothing."

Seeing Momoi's forced smile, Wei Young thoughtfully changed the subject, but she was thoughtful in her heart.

Her reaction was exactly the same as when Tetsuya heard her school's name.

this. . .It should not be an illusion.

"Ah~ Komomoi! Are you here?"

As soon as they entered the venue, the conversation between the two was interrupted by a cheerful and sunny voice.The two looked at the source of the sound, and a boy with shining blond hair and a smile that matched his voice was raising his hand in greeting.

"Ah Huang, you're here too!" Momoi responded in surprise.

Wei Young quietly took a step back.

The way they address each other. . .It's a bit embarrassing to say the least.

Ah Huang. . .In Boston before, the neighbor's aunt's golden retriever seemed to be named by this name. . .

She rubbed her aching forehead.

What Wei Young fears most in her life is actually losing face.

"Haiyinsi-san, what are you doing standing there? Come here, let me introduce you." After saying that, without giving Wei Young any chance to refute - of course, Wei Young would not do that - he dragged her into the Beside: "This is Ryota Kise, a freshman in Haichang High School, and also from the basketball club." Then he pointed at Weiyang in turn: "Ah Huang, this is a friend I just met, called Haiyinsi Weiyang. Let me tell you , she is at the same school as Akashi-kun."

Akashi-kun?

Wei Young blinked when she heard the familiar name.Could it be possible——

"Are you from the Age of Miracles?"

"Yeah, that's right." Kise Ryota raised a big smile: "Xiao Momoi is our manager." After adding that sentence, he added: "By the way, Kaiyinji-san, do you know if you are in Luoshan? This guy Akashi? Red haired, serious and scary looking."

Wei Young was a little confused because of his adjectives.

"Well, what Akashi-kun said... is actually my deskmate."

"...Eh?!!" Momoi and Kise exclaimed at the same time.

At the same table? ! ! !The two of them went up and down a lot of this black-haired girl.This gentle-looking, quiet girl is that Akashi's deskmate?Is this really okay?

Wei Young was about to speak, but was interrupted by Momoi's sudden excited scream——

"Ah! Zhejun is out!!"

Wei Young followed her gaze, and what she saw was Tetsuya's light blue figure.Due to the relationship between their former teammates, they didn't ask much.But. . .

Taking a full view of the excited but worried expressions of the two, Wei Young smiled slightly.

Tetsuya, your friends really care about you.

like. . .You care as much as they do.

The whistle blew and the game started.

However, for Wei Young, her thoughts have already flown away, her eyes at this moment seem to be very warm, warm but at the same time tinged with a touch of uneasiness.

The author has something to say: Alright. . .Although I said that this chapter is about the battle between Tetsuya and Midorima, but. . .I just can't write it! ! !

. . .please forgive me. . . "Facing the wall thinking about the past and crying"

The big exam is finally over. . .University, here I come~~~ "Cough, it's so troublesome to apply for something"

By the way, when do they usually play?evening? "Because I don't know the whole chapter, I dare not time it. . . 』

besides. . .Wei Young finally got to know Momoi and Kise! ! !They're both actually pretty good. . . "laugh"

I have thought about the content of the next chapter. . .Will update as soon as possible!

☆、Extra episode "Haine Temple Weiyang Chapter"

The author has something to say: A little birthday episode~

Akashi, happy birthday!

Extra episode "Haiyin Temple Weiyang Chapter"

"Four years later, New York, USA"

Snowing.

Walking on the street with people coming and going, feeling the rhythm of the metropolis, watching one after another couples making love on the street regardless of others, I suddenly realized that it has been almost a year and a half since I came to the United States .

In his third year of high school, he received a acceptance letter from Juilliard School, returned to the United States alone as soon as he graduated, and then became roommates with Miura Hotaru, who was the former chief of the Luoshan Music Club at that time.Speaking of this senior, I haven't contacted her since she came to this country when I was a freshman in high school, and I would only know any news about her when Akiba Hisashi mentioned it.Then Qiu Ting graduated as a senior and was admitted to the University of Tokyo. He only returned to Kyoto during the holiday.

In fact, a long time ago, I really wanted to ask what the relationship between the two of them was. When I met Ying-senpai last year, I finally knew that they had been dating for five years.

——"That is to say, you started dating when you were fifteen or sixteen? How young..."

This is my first reaction.

The senior sister retorted dumbfoundingly: "You don't seem to have the right to say that about me, junior girl. I don't even think about it. Who is it that got tired of being with a certain basketball minister at the age of 15? Don't think that I I don’t know if I went abroad, but Jiu Zhi told me everything.”

——"Cough, cough, senior sister!" And when I was 15 years old, Seijuro and I hadn't started dating, okay? !

Tightening the scarf around his neck, he quickened his pace.Still, go home early.

. . .

"I am back."

Sister Ying, who was sitting on the sofa, raised her head and said with a smile, "You're back, Wei Young. You've been working hard lately, can I think that if you continue like this, you won't come back overnight?"

It was only after I lived with my senior that I realized that the superficially gentle and steady senior was actually like this in private. . .Irregular?

"Senior Ying, please stop joking. As for my late return, don't worry, my schedule will return to normal tomorrow."

"Is that so?" Senior sister said, "May I ask what you have been busy with for the past half month?"

"this..."

"Let me guess, your boyfriend's birthday present?"

"..." Sister, the banter in your eyes is too obvious. . .

"If you don't say it, it's the default~"

"...Sister Ying, your phone is ringing."

Looking at the bright smile on the sister's face when she picked up the phone, I can say with certainty that it was from Senior Qiu Ting.

In fact, my sister and I have a lot in common. . .Whether it is interest, or. . .Emotional aspects.

. . .

Seijuro, what are you doing in Japan?Tomorrow is your birthday. . .

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"The next morning"

"It smells so good ~ Wei Young, are you making breakfast?"

The senior sister appeared in the kitchen rubbing her hair that was a little messy from sleeping.

"It's French toast. Sister, today is Saturday, don't you want to sleep more?"

"I won't sleep today, and I have to go to the airport to pick up people later."

"Senior Qiu Ting is coming?" I had never heard of it before. . .And logically speaking, it should not be time for winter vacation yet.

Sister Ying took out a bottle of juice from the refrigerator: "Jiuzhi won't be here until next week. Didn't he call yesterday? He asked me to pick up his friend." She drank half of the bottle in one go: "Yes Well, Wei Young, where will you be at twelve o'clock?"

twelve o'clock?

"I'm going to stay at home today, it's a little too cold outside."

"Really?" A hand stretched out, and took away two pieces of toast in a blink of an eye: "Weiyang, your cooking skills are really good, I really envy that kid." She swallowed the toast in two or three bites, muttered a few words, and ran back I changed clothes in the room, then picked up my bag, and waved to me: "Then I'm leaving, you take a good look at the house." This process took less than 10 minutes.

Helplessly looking at the girl who has unknowingly become like an older sister in my heart——"Senior, walk slowly, be careful on the road."

Although I feel helpless and sometimes even speechless, I think it is because of the help and companionship of my seniors that I can persist in this competitive school. In the city of New York, even if you disappear, there will be no one. You won't feel lonely even if you feel it.

. . .

Seijuro. . .Haven't texted me yet.

Is it turned off?

Seijuro quit the basketball club after the Winter Cup in his third year of high school.Of course, this does not mean that he gave up basketball; when he is free, he still occasionally competes with his former alumni, or those from the Age of Miracles—ah, forgot to say: those people from the Age of Miracles have a very good relationship now, After all, after all, they have experienced those unforgettable years together. Looking back now, those memories are precious and irreplaceable even if they are not good.

The door seemed to be pushed open, and then closed silently.

It is. . . 12:30.Senior sister is back?

I walked out of the room and walked towards the entrance.

Then he couldn't help but froze in place.

That familiar red hair, familiar different-colored eyes, that cold but gentle aura——

"Seijuro?"

Why is he here?

I stared blankly at the boy who was slowly approaching, until he stopped in front of me, raised the corners of his lips and said——

——"Are you stupid?"

Stretching out his hands to hug the person in front of him tightly, the longing for more than a year broke out in an instant.

I imagined many scenarios, but when we actually met, I couldn't say anything.

And he just hugged me back in silence.

Very tight, very tight.

After a long time, I raised my head in his arms, stared at his face silently for a moment, and said, "Happy birthday, Seijuro."

"Ah."

Listening to his simple answer, I laughed: "We haven't seen each other for so long, won't you say a few more words?" But. . .That's how he looks like. "Why are you free? Didn't you say that the winter vacation won't start until next week?"

"I'm on leave." He stroked my hair with a warm hand: "The air ticket to come here is a birthday present from Senior Sister Miura and Senior Qiu Ting."

"Seniors and sisters?"

"Well, so here I am."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head, and gently pressed his lips against my forehead: "Weiyang, where is my gift?"

I smiled and asked him to sit down in the living room; I went back to the room, took out my laptop, sat next to him in the living room, and opened a binder: "I planned to send it to you later, but since you are here . . . " I silenced and turned up the volume.

The sound of the piano diffused like a stream, and slowly, the melodious sound of the violin joined in, resonating with the sound of the piano.

"This is... what song?"

His voice was very soft, and he asked me that after the 4 minute clip.

"What do you think?" I asked back.

"Yes...you wrote it."

I nodded slowly, then stared at him quietly.

Then he laughed.

Laughing with sincerity and tenderness—

—— "Thank you, Wei Young."

. . .

It was still snowing outside.

Once again, happy birthday to you, Seijuro.

☆, accident