Xie Cangxing ran towards the hospital like crazy, ignoring passers-by and rain, he kept muttering, 'It's the flu, it's the flu, it's just the flu!' ’

But when I arrived at the hospital and arrived at the designated ward, I found that everything was too late, and even the heart-rending shout of "Xie Xiang" felt that it was too late.

Xie Xiang died, having a heart attack.

He died in his beloved arena with a basketball in his hand, in front of his most valued junior, and everything came too suddenly.

The sky was full of cries and complaints, and the team members of Beifu seemed to have experienced a catastrophe, a sudden catastrophe.

Bang!

A loud bang erupted, and in the crowd, a young man with a small head threw a heavy fist and knocked a tall man who had been trembling to the ground.

The man's eyes were full of tears, but he scolded loudly: "Qin Feng, you bastard!" ”

The crowd tried to stop him, but the man ran out of the door without looking back.

Xie Cangxing didn't have time to take care of it, he kept muttering: "It's not true, it's not true!" ”

Xie Cangxing never thought that Xie Xiang would have a heart attack, and the brother who had always been by his side never told him.

Xie Cangxing stared blankly at his hands, muttering, "How can you, how can you!" ”

But just as he kept chattering, the figure of a person appeared more and more clearly in his mind.

Zhong Feixuan!

Someone must be responsible, and someone must make amends!

Zhong Feixuan!

You killed my brother!

"You demon!"

Calling out everyone's reaction, Xie Cangxing suddenly got up and rushed out of the door like crazy.

He's going to find him, he's going to make amends, he's going to let him die!

……

In the heart of the street.

Xie Cangxing rushed through the door with almost savage strength, screaming and shouting hysterically in the crowd that surrounded him.

In his eyes, all the people here must make amends and die!

Bang!

Another ferocious and powerful fist.

Xie Cangxing didn't know it, he was knocked out a few meters away by a punch and fell to the ground, blood gushing out of the corners of his mouth and out of his nose at that moment.

But he didn't stop, he twitched a few times, stood up again, and continued to shout with blood, shouting Zhong Feixuan's name, shouting the name of the demon in his eyes!

Bang!

Another punch!

At that moment, Xie Cangxing was beaten into a trance, his head hung uncontrollably, and the light and shadow dimmed a lot.

"Enough!"

Suddenly, a voice erupted in the surrounding crowd, and the person who beat the person also stood in place, and everyone was stunned.

This voice pulled Xie Cangxing back to reality from his trance, and he heard this person's voice more clearly than ever.

Zhong Feixuan!

It's the voice of this demon.

Xie Cangxing almost instinctively got up and looked for the place where the voice came from.

The crowd dispersed naturally, and he saw Zhong Feixuan, the man he had been looking for, lying half-lying on the court, looking painful and vulnerable.

Isn't this piece of the course where you've always been soaring?

Isn't it something you've always been proud of?

Commiseration.

Xie Cangxing vividly felt the pain in Zhong Feixuan's heart, which was more than ten meters away from him, and it seemed to be the same as him.

To everyone's surprise, even Xie Cangxing didn't know what he was going to do.

He shouted loudly at Zhong Feixuan, grinning and shouting, and his spit splashed wantonly in the air with blood on the floor.

"Xie Xiang is dead! Xie Xiang is dead! He's dead! ”

After shouting, he plunged into the rain and fog outside the door, bleeding all over the ground.

Zhong Feixuan was half-lying there, his eyes were extremely dry, and the pain seemed to be more intense, not from his legs, but from his heart.

……

Can't you understand it?

Then I'm going to rewind the clock a little bit.

……

This turbulent, thunderstormy night.

After being scolded by Xie Cangxing, Zhong Feixuan came to the heart of the street.

He has more important things to do, and that is today's Game of Death, the first time he has represented and1 in the Shadow Organization.

Because he was in too haste, he didn't have time to clean up his mood and warm up, so he hurriedly went on the field.

And in a breakthrough, he encountered a sudden black hand from his opponent, and this already cruel street court took away his first injury.

Hearing a 'click', Zhong Feixuan's figure that could have been Ling Tian fell to the ground.

The pain then spread, and Jian Mei was about to step forward to ask.

The door was pushed open, and someone rushed out of the fence.

And then everything happened as I just said.

……

One day later, on the day of the start of the Wuhan League, Beifu No. 1 Middle School will play against the Imperial Capital at the home of the New Generation Gymnasium.

Before the game, the media of Wuhan colleges and universities analyzed that the Beifu No. 1 Middle School led by Xie Xiang could defeat the unknown imperial capital and advance to the top 16.

However, reality will always be different from what was prophesied.

The media didn't expect the injury in Beifu, let alone the appearance of a basketball genius in the imperial capital, so when Duan Yifei raised his head arrogantly and looked down at the panting Qin Feng, everything had a result.

There was no Jedi counterattack, there was no victory speech, and the captain Xie Xiang fought for three years in Beifu No. 1 Middle School, which ended in a fiasco.

……

Wuhan University.

The rain stopped, and it was just in time.

Xie Xiang was taken back to his hometown by his parents who almost fainted, and tears were like pear blossoms all the way.

Xie Cang walked out of the house he and Xie Xiang rented together, walked into Wuhan University, where there were no cherry blossoms falling, and walked to the court where he had sweated hotly.

He imitated what he did in the movie shot, holding a bottle of wine in his hand, biting it open with his teeth, spilling it messily on the ground, leaving a sip, drinking it all, the spicy stuff was blocked in his chest, and tears were raining down.

He turned to look at the sky, it was very blue, and he hoped that Xie Xiang's smiling face would appear as described in the movie, but the clouds were light and the wind was light, and even the upturned eyebrows could not be condensed.

Words are too blunt.

Xie Cangxing didn't speak, he picked up the basketball on the ground, wiped it repeatedly, and threw the ball out in a weird posture.

Brush.

Hollow into the net.

Xie Xiang's voice seemed to sound in his ears: "Maybe you are also very talented in basketball." ”

……

……

Author's note: There is one more chapter, and this volume will end. I believe that those who have not let go of every word before will definitely understand many things, and the foreshadowing that has been planted has also unraveled a large part of it.

Maybe you will find it boring because there is no passion in this volume, but maybe life is like this, it has passion and dullness, and I hope everyone can take this book as a story. The game may be forgotten, but the story may be long-lived.