When I opened my misty eyes, I was greeted by warm orange curtains, perhaps because the windows were slightly open, and a few wisps of fresh wind blew in outside, and the curtains fluttered gently with a familiar feeling.

Here it is

Kitagawa sat up with her confused head covered, and the quilt covering her body slipped down because of her movements. She lowered her head and looked at the hand pressed against the quilt, faintly feeling that something was wrong.

Standing in front of the wide dressing mirror in a daze, Kitagawa took a deep breath and waited in horror for himself in the mirror more than ten years ago, his hands and feet stiff and he didn't know what to do.

The long silver-white hair was almost knee-high, and the corners of the fiery red eyes looked extraordinarily bright, and if you didn't look closely, you thought there were a few wisps of fire jumping in them. The round face with baby fat looks even more immature because of the straight bangs that happen to cover the eyebrows. There are even a few shallow sleep marks on his fair face.

The tips of her eyes were raised, and between her eyebrows was with the vigor and flamboyance that she had long abandoned, and the strange and familiar appearance made her clench her teeth in fear.

God! What the hell is going on here!

She covered her mouth that was almost screaming, her eyes widening at what she was seeing.

"Little love? Haven't gotten up yet? Shintaro is already waiting for you. ”

Outside the door, a voice sounded centuries apart.

Beichuan Ai was stunned for a moment, immediately turned around and rushed over, and opened the door with a sudden pull of her hand, she raised her head and looked at the man standing at the door of her room, who was knocking on the door, and the unbelievable love spread to his heart again.

"Uh, little love, are you awake? Then hurry up and pack up, and don't make Shintaro wait long. ”

The man with short maroon hair looked very young, his face did not have the nasolabial folds and vicissitudes she was familiar with, and his eyes like peach blossoms and danfeng looked at her tenderly with full love. The broad palm patted her head, and with some strength, he rubbed it carefully.

"Father"

Kitagawa Ai's mouth opened, and she saw the man who flashed with relief and joy in her eyes because of her rare title, and her heart froze.

"Good."

The familiar feeling on the top of her head was a little heavier, and even a little mischievous, deliberately messing up her already untidy hair.

"Go and clean up, as the class leader, you can't be late on the first day of school."

With that, the man withdrew his hand, turned around and walked downstairs, and as he went, he did not forget to instruct, "I have prepared breakfast, you can eat it when you come down." ”

Ai Kitagawa maintained a dull expression on her face, closed the door in a daze, leaned her back against the cold mahogany door, slowly slid down, and sat down on the ground.

Tezuka Kunishin, her father who died of pneumonia when she was 18 years old, the man she relied on for her life.

Now, I'm alive and well.

His chestnut hair was shiny, his skin was moist, his eyes were bright, and his palms had the strength of a man. The rosy cheeks reveal his healthy body.

He hadn't gotten skinny yet, he hadn't turned pale and transparent, as if he was going to disappear in the next second, and he hadn't said a word with a cough.

He's alive!

Such a strong cognition hit her brain fiercely, making her stagnant thinking instantly clearer.

The girl who was sitting upright at the table eating, with her bright white hair, was enjoying her breakfast gracefully and quickly.

The boy sitting on the sofa behind him wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses, one hand gently stroked a string of red agate bracelets, and the other hand was calmly placed aside, strangely enough, his finger was actually wrapped in a white bandage, but there was no injury in sight, as if it was just used for decoration.

"I'm done."

After tidying up the food on the table, Ai Kitagawa jumped off the chair that was tall for her, took the schoolbag handed to her by Tezuka Kunishin, and looked at the man with slightly swollen red eyes: "Then I'll go to school, father." ”

"Well, walk slowly, pay attention to safety on the road."

Tezuka Kunishin said with a light smile.

He is an extremely good-looking man, and when his expression softens, it makes people feel as if they see the iceberg melting.

"It's slow." Politely said goodbye to Tezuka Kunishin, and it wasn't until he came out of Tezuka's house that the green-haired boy complained.

Although it was a complaint, his expression did not mean any disgust.

He stretched out his hand and handed the agate in his hand to the girl who was much shorter than him: "Now, today's mascot." ”

Although he posed as if he was handing it to her, he didn't expect that the girl would actually link her hand over and put it on her thin white wrist.

"You"

"Thank you, Shintaro."

Beichuan Ai shook the chain that just caught the chain that would not slip off, and an uncomfortable smile appeared on her delicate and beautiful face, so that the boy couldn't help but reach out to her forehead, and muttered strangely in a low voice: "No fever?" ”

The green tendons in the corners of his forehead were beating faintly, and Ai Kitagawa's fiery red eyes glared at him with a little annoyance, and slapped Midorima's hand fiercely: "Midorima Shintaro!" ”

"I know my name is that, you don't have to be so loud."

Midorima calmly withdrew her hand and pushed the glasses that did not slip off in the slightest, as if the little girl's movements just now were just scratching slowly, but the eyes hidden behind the lenses flashed a smile.

Kitagawa loves to look at the good-looking boy next to him, who is only in his first year of junior high school, but his height has increased to 174, and there is a faint trend of continuing to grow upward. He has a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he looks pedantic with his glasses.

Who would have known that such a seemingly calm person would abandon his self-control and release all his blood and ambition as soon as he arrived on the court.

Thinking about the past like this, it seems that the feeling of strangeness will be much less, right? Shintaro ended up becoming a doctor, and he was a doctor who specialized in treating athletes' occupational diseases.

What happened to everyone during her absence? Why did only Aomine-kun and Kuroko-kun insist on playing basketball in the end? Although Midorima is just a child of her neighbor's family, the two have been studying together since kindergarten, and they stayed in different schools until they graduated from junior high school, but the love of that childhood sweetheart is not something that can be forgotten by forgetting.

The closer you are to the school, the easier it is to meet acquaintances. But there are really not many people who can really hand over their names in Beichuan Ai, and the memories of junior high school have been blurred, and the most impressive people are really Midorima them, right? Only people in the same circle can speak, and therefore have a relationship with each other.

"Squad leader! Good morning! "Good morning, Kitagawa-kun." "Morning wow, little love, and Midorima-san." "Good morning Kitagawa Sang ~ Let's eat together at noon today!"

An endless stream of students rushed to Beichuan Ai to brush up on the zài feeling, some of them used to be from an elementary school, some from the same community, or from a church. More are classmates who met after going to junior high school because of good popularity.

Greeting and responding to a familiar and unfamiliar classmate, Kitagawa Ai felt that his face was about to stiffen with laughter, but he still had to hold on.

"If you don't want to laugh, don't laugh, don't you know if you're ugly?"

A deliberately suppressed sentence came from the side, Beichuan Ai glanced at Midorima, looked at him obviously cared, but put on a look of not caring about anything, his face was stagnant, showing a sincere smile, imitating her in the first year of junior high school, and said in an innocent and not annoying tone: "I know Xiaozhen, you care about me before you say that~"

"Can you not be so narcissistic? Also, what is the strange name of Xiaozhen? Call me Shintaro! ”

The blush silently crept up to the base of his ear, but Midorima still pretended to be indifferent, extremely calm.

It's so cute.

"I see! It's true! ”

“”

For the first time, I knew that my green plum Jun would also play tricks, and it was rare for Midorima to be silent.

Gradually, there were more and more students wearing the same white uniforms around her, and Kitagawa Ai looked at the campus that was getting closer and closer, and her eyes fell on the huge and bright school logo.

Diguang Middle School

How long has it been since you've been here? Staying in Diguang's memory, it seemed that she had long been ruthlessly forgotten, but she didn't expect that when she saw it again, the excitement in her heart was still difficult to smooth.

A trace of inexplicable affection flashed in the little girl's eyes, which made Midorima standing beside her feel strange. Since the morning, Ai Kitagawa has not been normal. It's just a vacation time, and what's going on?

"I said, are you stupid on vacation?"

"No, I'm just a little nostalgic."

“”

Really stupid?

Cheng Dù, who has not yet grown up to be able to calmly cover up his feelings, Midorima pushed his glasses and couldn't help but roll his eyes at Kitagawa Ai's words.

"Oh, it's Ai-chan and Midori, good morning."

A lazy voice suddenly came from behind them. Ai Kitagawa and Shintaro Midorima tacitly turned back.

Really.

The purple-haired man was holding a schoolbag in one hand and half-eaten ice cream in the other, half-squinting his eyes as if he hadn't woken up, especially the long bangs that covered part of his eyes, making him look like a child who hadn't grown up.

Of course, according to his age, he is indeed a child, just looking at his height of 180, it can't help but make people suspicious.

"Good morning, Atsumi-chan." Ai Kitagawa was the first to speak, and stuffed Midorima's sentence "What is the strange name of Little Midori Can't you normalize me Midorima" back into her stomach, she stood on tiptoe, took the ice cream in Atsushi Shihara's hand, and threw it in the trash can on the side, and then before he pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes slightly, exuding a terrible aura and getting angry, he took out the cup that had been packed early in the morning from his schoolbag and stuffed it in his hand, and said with an expression that was not afraid of him at all: "Give." ”

The gloomy horror dissipated instantly when he received the cup, and Atsushi Shihara opened the lid, sniffed the taste, drank it in one gulp, and then frowned slightly: "You didn't do this." ”

"I got up late today, and I asked my father to do this."

"Uncle Tezuka? Ai-chan, Aunt Nao said that you will go back during the Chinese New Year this year. ”

The weather in August was still a little boring and hot, and when she heard Atsushi Shihara's words, Beichuan Ai felt an inexplicable anger rise from her chest, she couldn't help but snort coldly, and said in a gloomy tone: "No, I won't pass." ”

Midorima and Shihara were both startled by her appearance surrounded by yin energy. Atsushi Shihara clenched the cup in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and finally imitated his mother's example, raised his hand and rubbed the top of Kitagawa Ai's head: "If you don't go, you won't go, but come to my house a year ago, my mother said that she wanted to try the craftsmanship of Ai-chan." After thinking about it, he subconsciously added: "I won't sue Aunt Sù Nao." ”

Kitagawa Ai rubbed his eyes, then raised his head and grinned: "Well, I will." ”

Atsushi Shihara put the cup in his school bag, then pulled out another packet of potato chips and licked his lips. Although he doesn't know what kind of gap Ai-chan has between the Kitagawa family, since his mother said that he wants to take care of her more, then he will do it with all his might. After all, there is nothing to lose to him.

Breaking up at the staircase, Ai Kitagawa turned around and walked towards Class B, and before he got closer, he saw the red-haired boy with a strong aura that could not be ignored and walked into the Class A classroom with an expressionless face.

She subconsciously tightened in her heart, she had always been afraid of this person, because of his eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts. Bowing her head and walking quickly into Class B, Xiao Ai walked to the first position in the first row and sat down in the eyes and greetings of everyone.

The students seemed to want to say something, but the head teacher had already entered the door with a ring ruler, so they scattered as fish and birds, and sat down obediently one by one.

Ai Kitagawa looked down at the empty table, staring at her immature and white fingers with an expressionless face.

This is her hand when she was 12 years old, this is the hand of a pampered girl who has not gone through the ordeal, this is not the hand of the woman who is slowly becoming bad and gloomy.

The fiery red eyes suddenly darkened a little, as if the originally vigorous burning flame was suddenly pressed into a small ball, and the flame was still there, but with a bit of gloom and darkness.

Class B class president of the first year, No. 1, Ai Kitagawa, this year, 12 years old.