Nestle

A person will meet 2920 million people in his life, but the probability of two people falling in love is only 0.000049.

I don't know which mathematician said this sentence, but at this moment, what I think about is not the probability of falling in love, but: how we met.

I don't know if we've met before, so I always start my imagination in the stillness under the night sky.

Maybe we did.

14 years ago, when the cherry blossoms were still in bloom, at the moment when the hospital’s disinfectant smelled like a faint lime scent on my nose, I heard a baby cry. This sound was new and terrifying to the new world. , There is also a hint of unyielding temper.Although I was still ignorant of the world at that time, my heart suddenly warmed up when I heard this voice.This feeling cannot be described, but it is like the melting of glaciers, the recovery of grass, and the blooming of cherry blossoms overnight.So the facial muscles drive the surrounding muscles, it seems that the response of the cerebral cortex is already faster than that of the cerebral cortex, and the orifice muscles are triggered reflexively, the corners of the mouth rise, and I smile at you lying next door.

Although you didn't respond to me, I still believe that was our first encounter.

When I was young, I always went to many places with my grandfather.We have climbed mountains, walked across streams, visited grasslands and deserts, visited springs and shrines, been to quiet Zen temples, and also been to markets with the busiest crowds.In those places, there are always many, many children, and every child is holding their parents, and they look extremely happy.Grandpa said that there are thousands of reasons for people's suffering, but the reasons for happiness are all the same, so their smiling faces seem to be carved out of the same mold.That's right, although I couldn't recognize you on the spot, I think you must be among the crowd.

Our childhood did not lose each other's presence.

Later, my mother left, and my life began to change drastically.However, I call all of this growth.

When I was in fifth grade, I started to have an uncontrollable love for basketball, which didn't feel good because, in my opinion, there was nothing I couldn't control.

However, I still like him and am determined to do my best.

I can't practice blatantly.The family invited a lot of teachers, academics, piano, violin, flag-lowering, swordsmanship... I have too many things to do in a day, so I only have a few hours on Saturday afternoon.

I clearly remember that afternoon, when there was still a beautiful fire cloud in the sky.And you, on the golden court, sweat like rain.

I didn't practice the ball that day, I just wanted to come to the court to sit and sit, because the ball that followed me since I was a child was a little scratched.It's something my mother left me, and I don't want to see it ruined.

Of course you didn't notice me that day, but I watched you all afternoon, and your unspeakable way of playing.You are too short, your limbs are too thin, and only your head seems to come alive on the court.I wanted to laugh a little, but if I really laughed or not, maybe only the mimosa clump behind me would know.

At that time, I suddenly had a bold prediction: maybe in the future we will stand together on the court.

I don't know if you were still a rookie at that time as you are now?

Well, I think I'll be a good teacher.

See you in the future.

The fresh air of autumn was blown away by a winter snow, and after a few sneezes, I reluctantly put on a cotton coat.Walking into the yard, Nan Tianzhu is leading the way.

Nantian bamboo is a kind of red bean, which is a bit like acacia.I don't understand lovesickness, but I always think of you, why will we meet?What will you say after meeting?

The final exam is the first again, and I seriously doubt the upper limit of the IQ of the people on earth.

They are studying, I am painting, they are playing, I am painting... In this way, I have learned watercolor all winter, I think, one day maybe I will paint on the street, will you come into my painting? ?

Looking forward to it, the romantic fantasy of a sophomore boy.

Finally, around Christmas, I traded my birthday wish for a short trip.

I decided to start a solo trip.Don't bring anything, just a drawing board.

This seems too literary for me in normal times.

Must not let Midorima Shintaro know!

I settled down in an apartment, and the hostess was so welcoming that she thought I was a homeless person and tried to invite me to their Christmas party.

But even so, I still don't like her frustratingly frustrating my hair with her motherly eyes.

I am no longer a child.

The mistletoe was full of bells, and the familiar music sounded, and the night felt noisy.But, it was the happiest Christmas I've had over the years.

Think of it as a birthday present a few days ago.

When I was leaving in the morning, I met a person, although it was just a look back after passing by.

Curious, why am I looking back?However, he didn't say anything, he was going in a completely different direction from me.

He was quickly lost in the crowd.I smiled, perhaps, this is not the time for us to meet.

But when will that be?

After returning from the trip, I felt very tired.That night I started thinking about a lot of things again, let me call it thinking about life.

For a moment, I suddenly realized that if I used one word to describe this feeling, it would be "missed", in English miss.

I started looking through those old photos, and my childhood memories. In my impression, I seemed to see a round face, round eyes, light blue hair, Zhe... what Zhe... I think it must be you name.

Shelley said: If winter comes, can spring be far behind?

Not far away, my spring has come.

In the second year of junior high school, I still believed in the saying that those who meet will eventually meet, and those who love each other will eventually love each other. This has nothing to do with probability, but a long-term belief.

April [-]th, this date will eventually be recorded in the family tree of the Akashi family.

And this day, we finally met.

''Hi, my name is Tetsuya Kuroko. ''

Hello, I am Akashi Seijuro.

My excitement is beyond words, maybe this is called love at first sight, however, I seem to feel like reunion after a long absence.

So, I can only say to you: I am very interested in you, do you mind staying with me.

This is the beginning of your encounter with me.

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