Every gasp and word, Yuan Caiyi was sweating profusely on the track and field in the early summer evening.
"Ah? What do you want to say?"
Beside Yuan Caiyi, who was gasping for air and sweating profusely, Yun Shuqian was not doing much better.
The two of them had already run two laps. The track and field field was still very hot at dusk, and the girl's fair and delicate face turned crimson. When she sweated, she could produce a faint fragrance, especially from the neck to the collarbone.
The crystal sparkle under the sun makes people want to bury their face in it and smell it.
"I can't do it anymore. I can't do it anymore."
Yuan Caiyi stopped and bent down to support his knees.
Yun Shuqian had no choice but to stop, raised the back of his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and looked towards the basketball court from a distance, trying to find someone.
"I said Qianqian, hoo~hoo~ can you not drag me out for a run every time Song Jiamu goes to play ball?"
"Huh~ Exercise, exercise. It has nothing to do with him. My physical strength is also very poor."
"But when it comes to matters between a man and a woman, as long as one of them has good physical strength, it's enough, phew~"
"...Cai Yi! Abnormal and perverted!"
"Stop pretending, you obviously understand it too."
"I was led astray by you!"
Yun Shuqian patted her angrily, and the two girls laughed and laughed.
"I won't run anymore. I'm exhausted and my clothes are all wet."
"Then let's take a rest."
"No, I'm going back to the dormitory to take a shower."
"Ah, so early."
When she heard that Yuan Caiyi was leaving, Yun Shuqian panicked. No one was running with her, and she felt embarrassed to be a girl running.
"You go to the stadium and wait for Song Jiamu."
Yuan Caiyi also saw Song Jiamu playing ball on the other side of the court. Every time he played ball, Yun Shuqian would pull her to run.
"He doesn't like me waiting for him at the stadium."
"He said it himself?"
Yun Shuqian pouted and muttered: "When we were young, we often went home together. When he was playing ball, I would go to the stadium and wait for him. But when others laughed at him, he told me not to wait for him and let me do it myself.
gone back."
"You said it yourself, that was when you were a kid, and boys at that time were childish."
Yuan Caiyi said with a smile: "You listen to me, I promise it will be different now. If you go to the stadium and wait for him to go home with you, he will definitely feel more respectable."
"...Really?" Yun Shuqian hesitated.
"I don't know about you yet, but you just want to stick to him all day long, right?"
"No."
"Because I'm afraid that he will dislike me if I cling to him like before, so I don't dare to cling to him. Hee, you have a hard mouth but a soft heart!"
"No, no!"
"Oh, that sounds like a guilty conscience."
"..."
"Anyway, you listened to me right. Just go to the stadium and wait for him, and wait for him to go home with you openly. He will absolutely love you to death."
"...Well, then Caiyi, can you come with me?"
"Okay, but think about it carefully. If I go with you, the effect will be greatly reduced."
"...Then Cai Yi, you should go back and take a shower!"
"Hey, when you have a man, you really forget your best friend, tsk tsk."
"Stop talking nonsense!"
The two girls were laughing and joking, and Yuan Caiyi walked around the track and field with her. As they approached the basketball court, Song Jiamu, who was playing basketball with Zhang Sheng and others, became clearly visible.
"Then tomorrow's shooting will be left to you. Now that I think about it, I feel that if you take Song Jiamu's shots, the effect may be better than if I take them."
"Why?"
"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. You should be able to capture Song Jiamu's details better than me."
"...You don't have to say the first half of the sentence."
Yuan Caiyi smiled and said: "Then I will shoot the scenes where you two appear together, and the effect will definitely be great."
"Why is this?"
"I'm eating your dog food. I should be better at capturing the details of love dog food than you two."
"...You don't have to say the first half of the sentence."
"Not to mention, after running and sweating, my whole person feels completely different."
Yuan Caiyi stretched out, and his chest rose and fell proudly.
Yun Shuqian looked at it and could only comfort herself. Fortunately, she was relatively young and could see her toes when she lowered her head. Otherwise, when Song Jiamu hugged her like that in the pavilion just now, the two of them would have been crowded. Fortunately, there was no
Let him take advantage.
"I'm leaving, go find your Song Jiamu."
"I, I'll go with you."
"Don't wait for him?"
"no……"
The girl's face was a little red, and she whispered: "I'll go to the convenience store to buy a bottle of water for him."
…
At dusk in early summer, chaffinches fluttered their wings through the dusk, and the noise of the stadium echoed in the sky.
In a corner of this campus that is mostly full of boys, a girl with a small bag and a water bottle slung across her body and a bottle of pulsating drink in both hands walked through the group of tall boys and came to one of the basketball courts.
Stand still.
Her face was a little red, and when she walked, she lowered her head slightly, and she could clearly feel many curious glances from around her.
Such a beautiful girl, with her petite figure and long flowing hair, is particularly incompatible with the basketball court that is filled with the smell of sweat.
But just because of her appearance, the heated stadium seemed to be instantly softened by this gentleness, and there was a soft fragrance in the air.
Oh my god, what a beautiful girl is this, and who is this bastard’s lover?
The wolves were searching for the traitor hidden among them, not from this golf course, nor from this golf course... because when the girl passed by these courts, she didn't stop and didn't even look at the other boys playing.
Until in the upper right corner of a certain court, the girl stood still outside the boundary line, holding the pulsating drink in her hands tightly with both hands. She raised her head and boldly looked at a boy in this half.
"Jiamu! The monitor is here to find you!"
"Oh! This is incredible!"
"Sir monitor, are you looking for Song Jiamu?!"
Sure enough, Yun Shuqian immediately heard the monkey calls of Zhang Sheng and the boys, and her face turned even redder. She felt so embarrassed that she just wanted to turn around and run away.
It was good to have Yuan Caiyi by his side, so he came to the stadium alone to wait for him to finish school. The gazes of this large group of boys immediately made the atmosphere particularly ambiguous.
Her heartbeat was a little fast. I wonder if Song Jiamu really liked it, or would he keep her from coming back like he did when he was a child?
Just when she was thinking wildly - in fact, she had been standing on the edge of the court for less than three seconds - Song Jiamu immediately passed the ball in his hand and ran towards her with excitement on his face.
He was dripping with sweat, and when he stood in front of Yun Shuqian, a hot wind blew in his face, carrying his scent.
The sweat on his face wetted his bangs, his Adam's apple rolled, and large beads of sweat slid down his neck, passed over his collarbone, and stained the jersey on his chest.
"want to go back home?"
Although he was a little excited, panting, and his heartbeat was a little fast, he still controlled his volume and asked this sentence in a gentle voice.
Many times, he felt that Yun Shuqian was not gentle. After all, she was a hot girl. But when she appeared in such a passionate stadium, she immediately gave people an extremely gentle feeling. She was small and delicate.
She looked so soft, as if a light pass could knock her down. She was probably that soft.
"Ah?" The girl hesitated for a while, and then asked a question after being stunned.
"Want to go home?" Song Jiamu asked again in the same tone, as if this was the first time.
"No no."
Yun Shuqian shook his head and said: "I, I was just passing by to take a look. You go play ball, I'll just take a look here."
"In that case, please help me look at the bag."
Song Jiamu ran under the basketball stand, took out his bag from a pile of school bags, ran to Yun Shuqian and handed it to her.
Yun Shuqian hugged his backpack so that she wouldn't feel embarrassed when she had something to hold.
The key is his backpack. When she hugged his backpack, it was as if she was declaring her sovereignty and telling everyone on the court that I came specifically to find him and wait for him!
"Hey, I brought you water." Yun Shuqian hugged his backpack with one hand and handed him the pulse with the other hand.
"You're so kind." Song Jiamu unscrewed the cap, stood in front of her, raised his head and drank half the bottle.
"Please transfer the money, it's five yuan a bottle." While he was still drinking, Yun Shuqian made an evil voice.
Song Jiamu couldn't hold it back, choked and coughed to death.
"No way! Are you so stingy? Isn't it four and a half dollars!"
"Hmph, otherwise you think I bought it specially for you. The fifty cents is for me to help you run errands and look at your school bag."
"Then I will transfer five hundred and twenty yuan to you later, covering the expenses of buying water and looking after my bag for you for four years of college."
The girl's pretty face turned red. In front of so many people, she was too embarrassed to pat him, so she snorted and said, "Get out of here."
Song Jiamu returned to the court. I don't know if it was the effect of the pulse or her gentleness. In short, he seemed to have been given a shot of blood, and his combat effectiveness immediately improved a lot.
Whenever he scores a goal, he will immediately look at the girl standing there obediently.
He knew that Yun Shuqian couldn't understand football, but she didn't play with her mobile phone or look at the scenery, but concentrated on watching him play.
Regardless of whether the ball was on him or not, her eyes were always focused on him.
Well, this girl is not here to watch the game, she is here to watch people.
Whenever Song Jiamu looked towards her, their eyes would look at each other, and he would look proud, and she would respond to him with a little expression - bastard!
The arrival of Yun Shuqian did not interrupt the basketball game, but made Song Jiamu play even more happily.
Until half an hour later, when the time came to six o'clock, several boys went to buy water, and only Song Jiamu was left on the court. Yun Shuqian cautiously tested it, and then Blinbulin ran into the court.
"Aren't you going to fight?"
"Zhang Sheng's team has been beaten to tears by me. They went to buy water."
"So you won?"
"..."
Song Jiamu patted the fairway: "Do you want to try it?"
"I don't know how to play."
"Try it, just throw a few balls."
Song Jiamu took the bag from her arms and gave her the ball.
Yun Shuqian pulled the shoulder strap of the small bag, smiled, and held the ball in his hands.
With a basketball for comparison, I realized how small her hands were.
She slapped the ball on the ground, and it bounced up. She bent down and continued to shoot. The basketball, which was obviously very obedient in his hands, became disobedient in her hands. Every time she hit the ball, it seemed like she was
It's like 'hitting' a ball.
Occasionally, the ball hit her shoes and rolled far away. She quickly ran over to pick it up.
"Why did you only play half the court?"
"There are few people, just a few in our class."
"Is it okay if I shoot here?" she asked, standing under the ball frame.
"Okay, two points."
"What about here?"
"Okay, two points."
"What about here?"
"Three points, it's so far away, can you throw it?"
"Look down on me, I'm very strong!"
Yun Shuqian stood just outside the three-point line. She turned the small bag in front of her behind her, held the ball with both hands, and pushed upwards from her lower abdomen. The ball flew high and was still far away from the blue box.
He fell down weakly and was caught firmly by Song Jiamu.
"Missed!"
Although the ball missed, Yun Shuqian was still very excited and felt that he had also participated in Song Jiamu's world.
Song Jiamu also felt the same way. The fact that she showed up at the stadium waiting for him to go home was enough to surprise him. He thought he would never have the chance to enjoy the same treatment as when he was a child in this life.
"Come here and I'll teach you."
"Here?" Yun Shuqian stood on the free throw line.
"Well, hold the ball."
Yun Shuqian holds the ball in both hands.
Song Jiamu stood behind her, holding her little hands with both hands. With his strength, Yun Shuqian lifted the ball and stopped it above her forehead.
She had just run and was sweating. When he was so close to her, Song Jiamu smelled the girl's fragrance.
His breath blew from behind her to her ears, and she could feel the heat near her cheeks, causing her pretty face to blush little by little.
"If you miss the shot, I won't wait for you next time."
"So you came here specially to wait for me this time, right?"
"..."
Yun Shuqian said nothing.
Song Jiamu became more focused. He held Yun Shuqian's little hand, lent her his strength, and gently made pitching movements.
The ball was released, and the two of them shot the ball together.
It hit the blue box with great accuracy, without even touching the edge, and only heard a pleasant "swish" sound coming from the net.
"bingo!!"
Yun Shuqian looked more excited than him.
Song Jiamu breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhang Sheng and others also came back after buying water. The reserved girl refused to play ball with him anymore and stood back outside the court holding his backpack.
It was getting late, so Song Jiamu threw the ball to Zhang Sheng and went home with Yun Shuqian.
"Are you going to the market? Can I eat braised pork? I'm so hungry."
"I told you, let's eat stir-fried coriander tonight!"
"Stop it!"
On the other side of the street are buildings, a series of buildings. Behind the buildings are clouds, patches of clouds. The setting sun shines slantingly, and the clouds glow with golden light.
The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the noisy streets with cars passing by. The electric car rides leisurely, and the helmets of the two people, one blue and one pink, shine.
She hugged his waist and secretly smelled his stinky smell.
The smell of summer is really a bit over the top.
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(I slept very drowsily all day yesterday, and I will not sleep again tonight..)