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Jiang Xi lay on the bed listening to the song, and Li Zongsheng sang: "If you want it but you can't get it, what are you doing?"

Pei Chongyuan walked in after taking a shower, sang the next sentence, and then lifted a corner of the quilt to lie down.

"I don't want to give up what I should, I just focus on talking nonsense about the past."

He hugged Jiang Xi with a smile and kissed his ear.

Sometimes some things don't really happen, and no one would think of it.

Just like Pei Chongyuan, when he met Jiang Xi for the first time on that snowy evening, he would never have thought that he and this boy would spend two springs together, and then walked into the bleak autumn.

Jiang Xi occasionally sighs with emotion, how time is so fast.

He was with Pei Chongyuan for a year and a half, and Gun Dog was established for a year and a half.

He went from his freshman year to his junior year, half of what he thought was a boring and long college life had passed.

In the past half of the time, two-thirds of his time belonged to Pei Chongyuan.

Jiang Xi turned off the player, put down his phone, and hugged Pei Chongyuan.

"Do you have time next week?" Jiang Xi asked.

"What? Do you have arrangements?"

"The department is holding a basketball game," Jiang Xi raised his head from his arms, "Would you like to come and see it?"

"Are you playing? Then I have to go and see." Pei Chongyuan smiled and kissed the tip of his nose, "What day? I'll make time for it."

Jiang Xi smiled: "I don't necessarily have to go, alternate."

"It shouldn't be, our parents with handsome legs won't play?"

"I don't want to," Jiang Xi pressed his face against his chest, "I don't want to go."

Jiang Xi's voice was very soft, and his warm breath hit Pei Chongyuan's skin.

"You sound so wronged?" Pei Chongyuan laughed, "Who made our handsome guy angry?"

Jiang Xi smiled: "No, I just don't like it."

He said: "I don't have a sense of collective honor, and I don't like other group activities except the band."

Pei Chongyuan was silent for a moment, thinking that he could probably understand Jiang Xi's feelings.

A child who was deceived and abandoned since childhood has an instinctive distrust of people, and he cannot integrate into the collective, or rather, he is unwilling to integrate into the collective.

People are independent individuals, but at the same time, we have to admit that people are social animals, and it is not a good thing for a person to keep marginalizing himself.

What's more, Jiang Xi is just a student now, and everything is fine. He can do what he wants and refuse what he doesn't want to do. No one can say anything.

But sooner or later he will enter the society.

Go to work, communicate with people, and face many things that you don't want to face.

"Xiaoxi," Pei Chongyuan said, "I understand that you don't want to do some things, but people are always forced to do things they don't want to do in life. I hope you don't always run away because you don't want to."

Jiang Xi frowned: "This is not an escape, but a choice."

Jiang Xi let go of him and sat up.

"I don't want to do it, and I can choose not to do it." Jiang Xi said, "This is my personal decision, and whether I participate or not has little impact on them. Why do I have to make myself unhappy?"

Pei Chongyuan didn't expect him to react so strongly, he stretched out his hand to pull him with a helpless smile, patted the back of his hand comfortingly and said, "Yes, everyone has their own preferences and personality, I'm just giving you a suggestion."

As soon as his attitude softened, Jiang Xi's sudden anger was quickly extinguished.

Hitting the cotton with my fist was boring, so I stopped arguing.

Jiang Xi lay down again, still feeling a little unhappy.

"Brother Pei, I know you know more than I do, but I also have my own style of doing things."

"Well, I understand." Pei Chongyuan frowned, feeling depressed.

In Pei Chongyuan's view, Jiang Xi is good at everything, but he has his own ideas, doesn't listen to persuasion, doesn't believe persuasion, and is too stubborn and self-willed.

Pei Chongyuan always felt that compared with Jiang Xi, he was considered an "experienced person" in many things, and always wanted to give him some advice, but looking back, he was really good at being a teacher.

Jiang Xi didn't want to listen, so forget it, and he didn't feel happy if he was annoyed by others if he talked too much.

This kind of thing has happened more than once or twice, but Pei Chongyuan can't help but want to guide Jiang Xi to the way he wants.

He felt that these were all experiences, and there was no harm in learning from an overly naive student like Jiang Xi.

However, Jiang Xi never listened to persuasion.

What Pei Chongyuan was thinking in his heart hadn't been discussed with Jiang Xi, and Jiang Xi also had his own set of ideas.

For so many years, no one cared about him, or in other words, his parents always tried to interfere in his life, but they didn't really think about him.

Jiang Xi's rebellious spirit was aroused at a very young age, the more he was led by others, the less willing he was to move forward.

He resists being swayed by others, and is also afraid of being swayed by others.

Therefore, even though he knew that Pei Chongyuan might be doing it for his own good, he didn't want to accept it. The habits and thoughts that had followed him for many years were deeply ingrained in his bones.

They didn't think it was their own fault, nor did they think it was the other party's fault. The problem lies in the fact that different environments create different people. They all thought to forget it. is the biggest problem.

"Brother Xi, wave the flag and shout for me later!" Tong Ye finished warming up and handed Jiang Xi a big banner with four words on it: Tong Ye is awesome.

Jiang Xi couldn't laugh or cry: "Who got you this thing?"

"Fan club."

"Since when did you have a support club?"

Tong Ye winked at him and smiled: "The day before yesterday, it was just established."

He pointed to himself with his thumb: "I, the President."

Jiang Xi laughed: "Fuck."

"Okay, now the president entrusts you to wave the flag and shout for me later, work hard, shout out your throat, let's suppress the enemy first in terms of momentum."

Jiang Xi tore open the big banner to look, and thought that the writing was quite good, and he knew it wasn't from Tong Ye's hand.

Tong Yeyou asked him: "Are you really not going? Let Qu Kai change with you."

"No." Jiang Xi said, "I'm here to cheer for you."

Tong Ye put his shoulders on his shoulder and laughed like a bent wicker.

When their class started, Jiang Xi was standing there holding the flag. He couldn't shout out, so he could only pull the flag, so that the words would be exposed.

At the end of September, although it has entered autumn, the temperature is still very high in the afternoon.

As an alternate player, Jiang Xi was still in the mood. He wore a basketball uniform, but he also wore a thin sports cardigan on his upper body.

This jersey was also chosen by Tong Ye. When the freshman in their class participated in the basketball game, Tong Ye volunteered to be the captain of the basketball team that was improvised.

Tong Ye said: "The captain is not necessarily the best player, but he must be the most handsome."

Then after being teased by everyone, he was appointed as the captain.

Everyone wears the same style of Xiangbei High School, Tong Ye is the No. 10 jersey of Hanamichi Sakuragi, and the No. 11 of Rukawa Kaede is for Jiang Xi.

Jiang Xi stood there, from his knees down, his slender legs exposed to the autumn sun, with beautiful and well-proportioned muscles.

He stood there carrying Tong Ye's flag, and only looked at Tong Ye, as if it had nothing to do with him.

In the second half, they took the lead in class, but the opponent was clearly in a hurry and fouled repeatedly.

Jiang Xi looked at him coldly, laughing at the other party as a fool in his heart.

It's just a competition in the department, win if you can, get out if you can't, it's so dirty, it's embarrassing.

He raised his hand and rubbed his neck, then his shoulders.

With more than ten minutes left before the end of the game, a person from the opposing class directly knocked Tong Ye onto the basketball hoop. Tong Ye's back hit the iron frame. It fell down firmly.

When he fell like this, everyone on the field panicked.

The opponent didn't intentionally foul once or twice, they were all young and energetic young men, who could swallow this breath?

The competition was over, and the two groups scuffled directly.

When Tong Ye fell, Jiang Xi had already thrown the big flag to the people around him, took off his coat and entered the field.

He is not going to play, he is going to hit people.

He protects the calf, and if he sees others bullying Tong Ye, he will definitely be the first to refuse.

Jiang Xi took aim at the kid who bumped into Tong Ye on purpose just now, rushed over, pulled the others away, grabbed the guy and punched him.

He was ruthless and never showed mercy.

He knocked the person to the ground with a punch, and then kicked him.

Jiang Xi became ruthless, frightening everyone around him.

This □□, no one will make a deadly move, everyone knows that they will accept it when they see it, especially in group fights, no one will be too sharp.

Only Jiang Xi, like a leopard, had red eyes.

Tong Ye sprained his foot and couldn't stand up to fight. He hurriedly asked others to pull Jiang Xi away to appease the god.

Others don't know about it, but Tong Ye has seen it before. Jiang Xi beat a group of people by himself in high school. That is the real God of War.

"Hurry up, hurry up," Tong Ye yelled, "Jiang Xi! My feet hurt!"

When several people in his class pulled Jiang Xi away, Jiang Xi finally made up his foot, then pointed at the other party and said, "Fucking clean hands and feet!"

After finishing speaking, he turned to look for Tong Ye, stood at Tong Ye's feet and lowered his head and asked, "How is it? Call an ambulance? Have an injury check? Make him pay?"

Tong Ye smiled: "Okay, give me a hand and find me a wet wipe, I just bought these shoes!"

Hearing that he could still joke, Jiang Xi glared at him, then smiled and pulled him up.

Tong Ye was so sprained that he struggled to stand up.

Jiang Xi grabbed his arm and wrapped it around his neck, leading him outside.

The two of them didn't take a few steps, when they looked up, they saw Pei Chongyuan standing in the crowd.

Pei Chongyuan took off his suit and wore a simple and light sportswear. He looked like a young teacher mixed in with the students.

He looked at the two with a smile, saw Jiang Xi looking at him, and walked over.

"How is it?" Pei Chongyuan asked Tong Ye, "Are you going to the hospital?"

"Just go to the school hospital." Tong Ye said, "But what, Brother Pei, why are you here?"

"I'm doing business. I passed by your school. I heard it's very lively here, so I came in to have a look." Pei Chongyuan looked at him, and then at Jiang Xi, who was always staring at him, "Come on, I'll help too."

Pei Chongyuan and Jiang Xi carried Tong Ye to the outside of the basketball court. Tong Ye couldn't move one leg and could only hop on one leg.

While dancing, he whispered in Jiang Xi's ear: "You scared me just now, the god of war reappeared, I didn't expect it."

Jiang Xi didn't speak, just looked ahead.

"But having said that, Brother Xi is really handsome." Tong Ye said jokingly, "Punching hard, furious and crowned as blue face, I am so moved that I want to fall in love with you!"

Jiang Xi glanced at Pei Chongyuan.

Unconscious Tong Ye also asked Pei Chongyuan with a smile: "Brother Pei, did you see that just now? Brother Xi is so handsome!"

"Really?" Pei Chongyuan said with a light smile, "But fighting is not good after all. If you fight like this, the result of this competition will have to be cancelled, right?"