Chapter 334: Those teenage days that can't be returned

Her simple words have already pierced my heart. www.biquge.info In fact, for some people, even if it is a dream, they want to experience something. And coincidentally, that's the kind of person I am.

So, after that, my heart beat a little faster, and of course there would be no sparks in my eyes at this moment, but my whole body trembled slightly again.

It was an irrepressible excitement that made people feel as if their blood was boiling.

However, after boiling, my whole body suddenly became stunned again.

She didn't speak, just looked at me with questions, even though the dream was controlled by her, but she couldn't fully intervene in my affairs, as she said.

That's why she wondered why I, who was excited a moment ago, suddenly stopped at this moment, and returned to my previous interest.

I was silent, and then I said, "What kind of dream, can I choose?"

She smiled, "Of course." ”

After receiving an affirmative reply, my eyes fluctuated, and I continued in a still calm tone: "The person in the dream, isn't it, also generated by the character of reality?"

In a calm tone, it was the nervousness and uneasiness that I had managed to suppress. When I said this, I even felt as if I had unloaded a big burden.

In fact, I was a little unclear about what I was asking, but she obviously understood what I meant, so she smiled: "Of course, the personality and temper of the person in the dream are basically the same as those in reality. If you ask someone a question in your dream, the answer will be largely the same as in reality. However, dreams are dreams after all, and my abilities are not guaranteed to be 100% the same. ”

Before she could finish her sentence, I couldn't help but want to ask a question. It's just that, thinking of the reality of the situation, I finally restrained myself.

Some questions, even if the answer is what you want, don't mean anything after all.

At best, it may be enough to untie a knot and let go of something, but what is the life going to be. The smoothness of the spiritual world cannot be exchanged for the abundance of material life.

"Damn!" I couldn't help but burst into foul language at the thought of this.

Under the foul language, I suddenly looked at her with some embarrassment and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm not scolding you." Don't mind. ”

Ya, even if I know that this is a dream, sometimes I can't help but feel uneasy and helpless, and I don't feel calm at all.

In fact, the reason why I couldn't help but be rude was because the thoughts of the moment just now completely overturned some of my previous thoughts. Originally, I wanted to go through another dream and find some answers, but that thought made me feel for a moment that there was no point in knowing or not. According to my personality, maybe the next moment there will be new ideas. However, the thought of this moment was enough to give me a headache and give up.

This contradictory and neurotic character will kill me sooner or later.

After calming down, I asked, "By the way, how many dreams can I choose?"

When I asked this, it was a little inexplicable. However, she still understood what I meant instantly, and still explained with a smile: "It can only be once, so you should choose carefully." ”

Well, if it weren't for her words, I would definitely put aside the tangled thoughts I had before and dream about it first. However, if I could only choose once, I would really have to think about it now. ”

Even if it's a dream, you still hope that something will happen.

I looked down in contemplation, and suddenly a strange feeling made me subconsciously raise my head, and my eyes crossed the basketball court and landed on the road leading to the dormitory building where I used to live.

It was obviously far away, but the grass and trees on the side of the road, and the expressions of the pedestrians on the road, all fell into my eyes clearly. So, for a moment, my nose was slightly sore.

Lao Long, Feng Long, Mr. Lei, Uncle, Lin Gongzi... Familiar faces, vaguely with some immaturity, walked from the dormitory building towards the basketball court.

With a basketball in hand, Feng Long jumped and flashed there, as if there was a basket on the NBA court in front of him, waiting for him to conquer.

Mr. Lei and Mr. Lin didn't know what they were talking about, and Mr. Lei smiled in Mr. Lin's disdainful eyes after being serious.

The uncle and the old dragon were talking about something, but Brother Yong and Mr. Peng followed from behind.

Even Lao Qiu and Ah Ke walked out of the dormitory building.

I was amazed, and she smiled softly. I began to realize that something was wrong, and I hurriedly asked, "Now, when?"

After saying that, I hurriedly added: "This dream!"

She didn't answer directly, just looked at me with a smile and whispered, "That's it, what do you think of that time." ”

I was depressed, and in an instant a faint sadness and helplessness crept across my face. There were no tears in my eyes, but I felt that I was really suitable for choking at this moment.

Summer, the stadium, the ground that began to fall into disrepair, and the people who came from afar, this kind of scene only appeared a few times. And there was no me in that group, and in the stadium, there was a somewhat familiar non-marketing 073 face, all of which made the answer unique.

On June 12, 2011, the last full-court game in the basketball career of the University of Technology.

Many years later, I forgot the score of that game, I just knew that in the end we lost. I can't remember why I didn't get to the pitch until after half-time, but I didn't score.

And the moment that game ended, the tears were instantly retained, just like the gorilla Akagi Goken who finally entered the national competition in "Slam Dunk". It's not that it's not strong enough, but there are some things that will make me cry after all.

It's just that he is happy, and I am regretful.

At that time, we still had more than half a month to leave school, and at that moment, Lao Long seemed to know why I was crying. So he comforted: "I haven't left school yet, and there are still fights." ”

It's just that I know that there are some things that finally come when it's time to say goodbye.

And then, until now, I haven't had a chance to play them again. Maybe many, many years later, when we get together again at the University of Technology, we will pass by the basketball court, remember the past, and go to shoot a few balls. However, after all, we have some hobbies, but we will never have the enthusiasm of that time.

Now I finally understood why this dream was in such a place. I don't necessarily have much love for basketball. It's just that, more than anything else, it does occupy a very important place in my life so far.

Importantly, that game became a lingering regret in my life.

Because of farewell, there is no future, because of incompleteness, never scored, because of losing, never satisfied, because of leaving, never cherished, because unwilling, not hard enough.

A ball, but it reflects my attitude towards many things in life, and reflects too many of my own shortcomings.

So, that game is not just a game.