"Piggy, you try to shoot a basket. Standing on the edge of the court, Lele threw the basketball in his hand to me.

It's been almost a year since I recovered from my injury, but I have never been able to get out of the haze in my heart. I caught the ball and carefully held it in my arms, like a newborn baby. Caressing the rough surface of the ball, my heart throbbed for no apparent reason. It seemed like I hadn't touched a basketball in three years, and the ball felt so strange in my hand.

"Is it really possible?" I kept asking myself.

"Xiaobei, looking at your usual dress, I thought you played well, but why did I never see you come down to play?" Zhao Gang asked me this countless times, and every time I just shrugged my shoulders helplessly, and then diverted the topic. There are some things that I really don't want to explain too much.

Seeing me standing there motionless with the ball, Lele immediately guessed what was on my mind: "It's okay, Beizi Pig, I've always believed in you, don't let me down!"

"Really?" I looked at Lele with some blankness.

"Yes!" Lele half leaned on the basketball hoop, tilted his head, and a faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

Lele's encouragement gave me instant confidence, isn't it just a shot? Piece of cake! I nodded hard at Lele, then dribbled the ball and walked to the free throw line in a few steps.

"Hmmm. "Three years later, I heard the familiar sound again, only this time the ball didn't go into the basket, but fell off the edge of the basket against the net.

After the ball hit the ground, it jumped a few times mischievously, and then rolled to Lele's feet.

"What a shame!" I sat down on the ground in frustration, I had forgotten even the most basic shots, let alone anything else, and it also put a big question mark on Lele's summer recovery training plan.

"Don't rush, take your time. Lele walked in front of me with the ball in his hand, "Do you remember Mitsui in "Slam Dunk"?"

"Mitsui?" I looked up in confusion, "Slam Dunk" to say that I had watched it seven or eight times, and the name Mitsui was naturally familiar to me.

"Well, Mitsui is my favorite! Beizi Pig, do you think that Mitsui was so badly injured at the beginning, and after so many years of decadence, didn't he survive in the end? So I believe that one day, you can be like Mitsui......" Lele said as he stretched out his hand in front of me.

"But it's just an anime, you can't take it seriously, you can't ......take it seriously" Lele's words made me suddenly feel that I still have a lot in common with Mitsui, but that's not reality after all.

I let Lele pull me up from the ground and tossed the ball at me.

"Come on, try again. Lele's eyes were full of determination......

After a whole morning of practice, I was exhausted, and on the way home, we unfortunately ran into the rush hour.

"Beizi Pig, let's change it to six o'clock tomorrow, so that when I come back, I don't have to be so crowded like today!" Lele turned his head, wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and almost shouted to me.

Oh, no! It's half-past six, which is early enough for me. If it was any earlier, wouldn't it be necessary to get up at five o'clock? I looked at Lele with a bitter face: "Daughter-in-law, six o'clock is too early, I can't get up." ”

"No, it's decided at six o'clock! I'll be waiting for you at the old place tomorrow!" Lele's tone was unusually resolute.

"Oh my lazy sleep......" I cried and pretended to be pitiful.

Lele didn't look at me, just sighed slightly, and then whispered to himself, "You don't understand." ”

"What do you know?" I glanced at Lele quizzically.

"No, it's nothing......" Lele's words were tinged with a touch of sadness, and he always sounded a little weird.

"Lele, why do you always like to say things that you don't have recently, it's very shruggy!" Over the years, Lele has really changed a lot, although Lele used to be inexplicably sentimental from time to time, but I can easily guess what she is thinking. But now, Lele's heart seems to have become unfathomable.

I tried hard to look at Lele, trying to read something out of her eyes, but unfortunately Lele's eyes were as clear as when I first saw them, and I couldn't see anything.

Seeing that my face was full of nervousness, Lele suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly: "Idiot, I'm fine! Probably menopause has arrived!" I easily saw Lele's disguise, she was not a clever actor. Thinking of what Hiroko had said to me on the phone a few months ago, I became even more uneasy.

"Could it be...... Bah, what a thing!" I reached out my fist and slammed my head hard.

"Pig, don't ride well, why are you?" Lele looked at my performance with a puzzled expression, "I'm home." ”

"Oh, oh. I was stunned for a long time before I reacted, and quickly turned my head and agreed perfunctorily.

"Well, then I'll go first, remember the old place tomorrow, see you or leave!" Lele turned around and waved at me, then rode onto the fork in the road leading to her house. Looking at Lele's thin figure as he walked away, the uneasiness in my heart began to spread gradually.

Lele, do I really know you......

Everything was going according to Lele's schedule, and after two full months of restorative training, rain or shine, I finally regained the feeling of playing before. Maybe even I didn't expect that with the help of Lele, a trainer, I would be able to play a simple 3v3 confrontation so quickly.

But I can't break through as unscrupulously as I used to, and I'm more likely to shoot from the outside. On the other hand, the physical condition does not allow it, although I can run and jump now, but my knees are much stiffer than before, and even if I can make many movements, the speed is not the same as before. If you can't even fool yourself with a feint, let alone fool others.

Over time, I gradually got used to this way of playing, and I was completely reduced to a fixed-point pitcher. Maybe with as little physical contact as possible, we can avoid those terrible injuries! Lele wants me to be Mitsui, and isn't Mitsui just such a pure shooter?

My self-consolation always smells of self-deception, but for me and Lele, this is no longer important. Because the start of school is getting closer and closer, it also means that we are separated again.

(2010.9.11 This chapter has been revised)