Break that sportsman

The next day, Chu Ziyang still couldn't eat the meal cooked by Wei Ninghe, because her grandmother, who was originally scheduled to go hiking with her mother on Sunday to relax, saw the leftover fish from yesterday and suddenly wanted to cook something delicious for her grandson. of.

He sat at the dinner table with an uneasy mood. In fact, he had wanted to eat the food cooked by his grandma for a long time, but he was afraid that grandma would be upset if she got in love with the scene, so he never dared to speak. He looked at grandma's busy figure in the kitchen and thought His deceased grandfather, it was at this time that he truly realized that the kind old man who doted on him would never come back.

Chu Ziyang got up and went to the bathroom while her grandma was not paying attention. When she came back, she saw a series of delicious food on the table, including West Lake Fish in Vinegar, Dongpo Pork, Longjing Shrimp, Xiao Long Bao... It was hard to suppress it. The sourness and discomfort emerged again, and he asked with a smile and red eyes: "Why do you make so much? My mother can't finish it for the three of us."

Grandma sniffed, lowered her head to cover up her tears and said with a smile: "I always think that you like to eat this, and you also like to eat that. If you don't pay attention, you will do too much. Your grandpa..." She paused for a moment and said, "Your grandpa has been talking about making food for you every day. I just made it after thinking about it. Haha, why are you talking so much? Come and eat and see if you can still eat it." Like it or not."

Chu Ziyang sat in front of the dining table. His hands trembled under the table and he clenched his fists. His nails dug into his palms. After calming down, he slowly let go, leaving four deep crescent holes. He picked up a shrimp and lowered his head. When I put it in my mouth, the tears in my eyes also rolled down. When I looked up at my grandma, she responded with a smile: "It's delicious. Your cooking skills have improved again."

Grandma smiled happily and nodded: "As long as you like it, as long as you like it." Seeing that her eyes were turning red again, Wen Wan hurriedly suppressed her own turbulent emotions and said, "Eat, Mom, or the food will be served later. It's cold." After saying that, he picked up the chopsticks to pick up the food for his mother and son.

Although the three people at the dinner table later tried their best to adjust the atmosphere, there was a strong sense of sadness and depression in everyone's heart, so the meal was finished quickly. After eating, Wen Wan couldn't help but feel sad. Feeling relieved about his mother's mood, he drove her out to relax. After they left, Chu Ziyang didn't want to stay at home anymore and walked out of the house as if to escape.

He was riding a bicycle and wandering aimlessly on the street. Suddenly, his eyes were dazzled by the light reflected from something. After he got over the fuzzy feeling, he immediately recognized that the reflected light was Wei Ninghe's bicycle. Coquettishly, he looked around for Wei Ninghe, and soon he knew what that guy was doing here.

"Hahaha, come and intercept me." Wei Ninghe was dribbling the ball while talking to He Shan, who was guarding him. After saying that, when He Shan suddenly reached out his hand, he turned around 360 degrees for a layup, which made He Shan straight up. He cursed: “Fuck, you’re doing this fucking job for me, who the hell can prevent you from doing this!”

Wei Ninghe didn't care about him. After picking up the basketball, he said with a smile: "How about this move? It's cool."

"Being handsome is useless. No one except me saw it, and you're not looking for a partner." He Shan rolled his eyes, expressing disdain for his extremely narcissistic and wasteful behavior.

After Wei Ninghe made another shot, he threw the ball to He Shan and said while guarding him: "Besides knowing who you want to date every day, what else do you know?"

"What do you know?" He Shan arched his back and patted the ball, and suddenly smiled: "I know how to beat you!" After saying that, he made a fake move and switched the ball from his right hand to his left hand to pretend to break through, then suddenly switched from his left hand to his right hand and shot directly. , Wei Ninghe was fooled by him, and he laughed and scolded: "Fuck, come again!"

Chu Ziyang watched these two people play for a long time outside the basketball court. I passed you and you passed me. I defended you and you defended me. Every one of them had moves that everyone would call awesome when they saw them. Here. Being subjected to their wanton treatment, he watched quietly outside. Occasionally he picked up his mobile phone to take two wonderful photos without going in to disturb them. After a while, he rode home with a sudden improvement in his mood.

As he was riding his bike, he thought, Wei Ninghe is quite handsome when he plays basketball, cooks delicious food, and is good-looking. He has a bad temper, but it will be fine if he smoothes his hair. He thought about it all the way, and finally entered the house. He came to the conclusion that it seemed reasonable to like him, so he calmly accepted this fact.

School started on Monday. Wei Ninghe, who had just returned after raising the flag, saw a box of cakes on the table. He calmly threw the thing into the table. After the first class, he took the things out the door and came in just before class. When he came in, his hands were empty. Chu Ziyang narrowed his eyes and asked him pretending not to care, "Have you eaten the sweet-scented osmanthus cake I put on your table this morning?"

"Ah, where is it? Why didn't I see it?" After hearing what he said, Wei Ninghe hurriedly turned over his table from inside to out, but he didn't see the legendary osmanthus cake. "Are you kidding me? There's no such thing." ."

Chu Ziyang thought it was the box you took out just now, but he was too embarrassed to say it directly. He just said, "It's in a brown box. You can look for it again."

Wei Ninghe made a "fuck" sound and asked while gesticulating: "Is it a square shape and so high?"

"Yeah, more or less." You remember it very clearly.

"You didn't tell me earlier!" After Wei Ninghe said that, he suddenly ran out and came in panting after ringing the school bell.

He showed the box in his hand to Chu Ziyang, "Is this it?"

Chu Ziyang nodded and asked, "Did you throw it away?"

Wei Ninghe hesitated and said: "No, I was wondering which little girl gave it to me, so I gave it to He Shan. You said you gave it to me without telling me. You don't know that many people give it to me every day. Do you want to give me something?" After saying that, he asked doubtfully: "Why did you remember to give me the sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"

"My grandma made it yesterday, let me bring you some, okay, let's go to class." After Chu Ziyang finished speaking, he turned back and looked directly at the blackboard. What grandma did was true, it was just what he asked for. Guang caught a glimpse of Wei Ninghe's eyes shining after secretly unpacking the package and stuffing things into his mouth, and smiled to himself, it was a bit cute.

"Wow, it's delicious. Thank you grandma for me." Wei Ninghe muttered and stuffed another one into his mouth, "Fortunately, I got there in time, otherwise He Shan would have eaten all this class. Don't look at him losing weight." , he probably ate it.”

Chu Ziyang, who had a serious face and a smile in his eyes, immediately lost his smile when he heard the second half of his sentence. He turned his head and said coldly to Wei Ninghe: "Don't eat in class."

Wei Ninghe, who was eating happily, was stunned by what he said. His mouth was stuffed and he stared blankly at Chu Ziyang, who was suddenly aggressive towards him. As the saying goes, eating a man's mouth is short of his own, and taking advantage of others is short of his hands. No matter how old he is at this time, Even those who are dissatisfied can only say aggrieved: "Oh."

Seeing him like this, Chu Ziyang's enlightened mind was naturally tolerant and partial, so he took out another bottle of Coke from the table and threw it to him, "I haven't drank it yet. Here it is."

Wei Ninghe looked at the Coke, then at Chu Ziyang, and finally at the already-rising sun outside. He almost choked on the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that he had not yet swallowed. After a while, he said, "Thank you. .”

Chu Ziyang didn't reply to him, but seeing his flattered look, he felt that he would have to take it step by step in the future, otherwise he would definitely not be able to bear the sudden kindness to him.

In fact, he thought too much. Wei Ninghe was indeed surprised at first, but then he felt that he was already a brother to others, and it was normal for others to express their feelings. Thinking like this, he easily accepted Chu Ziyang's kindness.

Time flies by. No. 30 Middle School ushered in the first monthly exam of this semester. Because each class is an examination room, and there are only [-] desks left in each examination room, it is inevitable that two people will use one desk. Chu Ziyang looked at Wei Ninghe, who nominally shared the same table with him but was actually eight feet away from the table, "Don't you want to read? The table is enough."

Wei Ninghe shook his head as he rested on the back of the chair, and said desperately: "It doesn't matter whether you look at it or not, you can use it yourself."

Chu Ziyang, who didn't want to be so far away from him, persisted in persuading him: "The first subject is Chinese, maybe you'll bet on memorizing a few verses?"

Wei Ninghe heard what he said was reasonable. He gathered his energy and lifted the chair before sitting down. The bell rang. He spread his hands helplessly: "God is going to kill me, let's go." After that, he put on his schoolbag and walked out the door. go.

Chu Ziyang changed the two people's chairs on the spot before packing up and heading to the examination room.

The examination schedule of No. [-] Middle School was very tight, with four subjects being tested in one day. Unlike other students who were exhausted, Wei Ninghe was in high spirits. He picked up the weak He Shan and mocked: "As for what, Are you going to fail in just one test?"

He Shan retorted: "Can it be the same as you? What did I do in the exam? Answer the questions seriously, and you, sleep seriously. Is there any comparison?"

Wei Ninghe placed his arms on his shoulders and pinched his cheeks with both hands. While pinching him, he said: "Who are you with, huh? You only have so much points, so why don't you act arrogantly to me?" ?”

He Shan was pinched by him and immediately became energetic. He returned his hand and said, "That's better than you." The two of them started to quarrel.

When Chu Ziyang came back from the bathroom and saw this scene, his originally happy mood suddenly dropped again and again. How were the two boys fighting and making trouble here? He went up to separate the two people, said hello to He Shan with a smile and said that he had something to do with Wei Ninghe, and then took the person downstairs.

Wei Ninghe's original attitude that he was so serious and intended to take him seriously became inexplicable bit by bit when he pulled her further and further away from the teaching building. "No," he broke away from Chu Ziyang's hand and said: "What's the matter, you dragged me so far?"

After Chu Ziyang tried his best to ignore the sourness that arose after seeing that scene, he said calmly: "I don't want to go to self-study at night, so take me to skip class."