[Write a MV] 5｜"Dear My Friend," the ball is for you, but I don't know if it can be played in the sky

After a long rainy day, even if it is sunny, I still can't forget the pouring tears.

Like, I can't forget that night.

That night, I still remember, just after the game, I was very hungry and wanted to eat a lot. You pretended to be angry and said, you are so loyal to accompany me to the gym, and when I turn around, I will eat all the fruits of my hard work. Is it worthy of you? When I was going to play, pretending that I would really go to a big meal, you suddenly fell down.

Are you pissed off by me? I have no idea. All I know is that suddenly you are silent, suddenly you are lifted up, suddenly your face bumps with the road ahead and turns into a phantom.

No matter how hard I try, I can't see clearly.

The sight may be blurred by the rain, but it doesn't matter, I can't see clearly, so I will listen carefully.

There was silence in my ears, I blocked all sounds, just to hear your heartbeat.

However, no.

I can not hear.

You say, I can't hear. Then I say, come and listen.

But when I looked at you with a bright smile, I didn't know how to speak. I don't know if those who sent wreaths are the same as me, so I chose to use the white flowers instead of the words.

Fortunately, I knew I was not talented, so I brought it with me and let it speak for me.

Wilson Basketball.

This ball has been in my house for a long time, and I thought we would go and buy it as soon as we knew that this year's NBA season would switch to Wilson basketball. But we bought it, but we don't plan to use it right away.

We thought about it, since we call ourselves the Three Musketeers of Victoria Park, of course we need to have a sense of ceremony, and we decided to switch to it when the season kicks off.

It's just that no one thought that you would not be able to wait for that day.

However, you will still use it.

It's just that we're not fighting together.

The ball is here for you, remember to play.

I just remembered the moment I played a game the night before and pressed the invite friend button.

I just found out after playing ball yesterday and was going to drink a can of Coke with you.

I was tired tonight, I turned on my phone and prepared to Msg you, I just woke up.

It turned out that you have left.

It turned out to be true.

So where can I put the thousands of words I want to tell you?

dream?

However, I can't sleep.

Haven't slept for a long time.

Very awake night, staring at the night sky to find the star.

Suddenly I remembered what you said, if you don't tell your sadness, it will rot in your heart and stink.

Suddenly, as if fully charged, I quickly took out the pen and paper, turned on the night light, and wrote all my frustrations into letters.

Burn it for you tomorrow.

I wrote all night and looked up, the sky was already light.

Dark clouds, there are planes, flying by.

Suddenly a word flashed in my head, I immediately picked up my jacket, rushed out of the house, went straight to the airport, and ran towards the plane.

You said that as an aircraft maintenance engineer, you know how difficult it is to fly a plane in bad weather, so you want to experience what it's like to take off in a rolling black cloud. I always say, how is it possible, bad weather, how can I fly. However, today, a plane really took off.

is it you? Will there be you? Did you get on the plane?

I have no idea.

Because I can't catch up.

All flew away.

Why don't you wait for me?

No matter how bad the weather is, I still want to fly with you; even if the road ahead is dangerous, I'm willing to fight with you; even if the world is crazy, I will always be your backup.

Why don't you take me with you?

You said, I belong to the stage.

But you know what? Without you, the stage is like an execution ground.

This sentence was not written in the letter, for fear of your worries.

Every word in the letter, I deliberately read it for you before burning it. I'm afraid the words are ugly, you won't understand.

Although, when I read it, I realized that after so long, the tears would still be unstoppable. I couldn't help sobbing, and it was inevitable that I would be out of tune, but I guess you can understand.

Because, it is not the first time for you to listen to me while crying.

I need you.

This night, after mechanically playing my role on the stage, I came before you.

Among the stars in the night sky, there is always one of you, right?

The wind, blowing slowly, seems to be your answer.

I am at ease.

With you watching, I can jump with confidence.

Dancing is the starting point of my dreams, the pillar of my life, and the driving force of my life. Because, it records the time when I believe in Utopia the most.

You know.

That's how I danced for you during that time.

You remember, right?

Today, I went to the stadium.

Not the Victoria Park one, but the one under the flyover.

Remember how we used to say that after the technology arrives home, we have to compete in various stadiums and no longer be stuck in Victoria Park?

I did it for you.

I'm no longer that fat and scumbag boy. When you weren't around, I played the center position for you.

Although when attacking, I still occasionally forget to run to the bottom of the basket, and I still get used to raising gestures that only we understand, thinking that there is a familiar you on the court, and you will run to do the pick-and-roll for me in tacit understanding.

Many habits remain unchangeable.

For example, miss you.

It was even worse when I stepped on the court. I didn't think the next time that you were standing in front of me, looking at me.

Miss you.

really miss you.

How are you doing? Have a good practice? Did you find a girlfriend?

I'd love to hear you tell me that in person.

Just wait, it's alright.

I will come to you, sit beside you, and listen to you quietly.

Just wait a while.

wait for me.

Remember to wait for me.

PS

This storyline is purely fictitious.

Thank you for this song, it is a great comfort to many people who have experienced the same.