[Black Blue] I'm sorry, I love you

"Qingfeng-kun, goodbye!"

Sitting up suddenly from the bed, his forehead was covered with fine sweat, Qingfeng reached out and fumbled to turn on the desk lamp, the bright light in the room instantly drove away the cold darkness.

Leaning heavily on the head of the bed, panting heavily, the scene of meeting Ah Zhe was still in front of him, and the words echoed in his ears over and over again, Qingfeng stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, blocking the turbulent expression inside.

After an unknown amount of time, the sky outside gradually turned white, and the red sun slowly rose.

Aomine put down his hands and picked up the calendar beside the bed, on which today's day was highlighted with a red marker: the match with Cheng Rin!

Putting on his clothes and getting up with a blank face, he ran three laps around the park near his home, and then had breakfast at a nearby breakfast shop. Qingfeng looked at the time, it was a quarter past eight!

There were almost two hours before the game, after thinking about it, Aomine picked up the schoolbag with only Xiao Mai's photo album in it, and left the house.

Passing by an M store, Aomine stopped reflexively, walked in, and ordered a vanilla milkshake.

"Your vanilla milkshake."

Reaching out to take the milkshake handed over by the waiter, the coldness in the hand made Qingfeng wake up from his dazed nerves. Looking at the milkshake in his hand, Qingfeng twitched the corner of his mouth in self-deprecating manner, and then casually threw it into the rubbish on the side of the road in the box.

At 9 o'clock, Aomine sat on the steps of Tokyo Central Plaza, staring at passers-by with blank eyes, but his whole body was as if he had lost his soul and had no energy.

"Didi, Didi..." The vibrating sound of the mobile phone came from his pocket, Qingfeng hung up without looking at it, and finally there was a little brilliance in his eyes, and then he got up, with his hands folded on his head Finally, he walked towards the crowded flow of people, and was soon submerged in the vast sea of ​​people.

At ten o'clock, the phone rang one after another, and Qingfeng's brows and eyes were filled with impatience, and finally he picked it up: "Who is it?"

"Ada! You know how to answer the phone! Everyone is looking for you like crazy, where have you gone, come back to me quickly."

Momoi's exasperated voice came from the phone, Aomine raised his eyebrows and held the phone further away, until Imayoshi Shoichi's voice came from inside again, Aomine put the phone back to his ear.

"Qingfeng?"

"Go ahead."

"When are you coming?" Shoichi Imayoshi's questioning method is very skillful. It will neither make people feel neglected nor forced. The magnetic and warm voice will make people relax involuntarily. alert.

"Ah... you guys call first, I'm going there now, not sure about the time."

"Okay." After hanging up the phone, the smile on the corner of Jin Jixiang's lips slowly disappeared, and the eyes behind the glasses narrowed slightly, and then he didn't know what he thought of, but he smiled softly, and then greeted The players are ready to play.