After being targeted by the hell school grass

This person has been stumbling Prince He on the field, and he has endured it for a long time.Wang Zihe flicked the towel off his shoulders and gestured for the coach to change.Coach Lin had been looking forward to An Yi's appearance soon, but as the time passed, the scores of the two teams were getting bigger and bigger, so he had no choice but to let Wang Zihe play again.

The opponent's captain is also a ruthless character. He already knew that Wang Zihe was difficult to deal with. In the previous game, he sent two people to directly mark him and failed, but today Wang Zihe seemed a little impatient, and he would foul if he was a little provocative. It implies that the defensive players can move more.

Sure enough, as soon as the second quarter ended, Wang Zihe had committed four fouls.Coach Lin scolded his head and covered his face, and Wang Zihe held the drink bottle in his hand, feeling more and more uneasy.

Why didn't An Yi come? What happened to him?

In the third quarter, Wang Zihe didn't play. He kept staring at the auditorium without blinking. Coach Lin shook his head.But a miracle still happened. Just before the start of the fourth quarter, An Yi appeared and ran to the players' rest area.

Prince He pulled the man directly into the dressing room, looked at the man from top to bottom, and asked, "What's wrong?"

An Yi's face was a little pale, and his body was a little trembling, but he still forced a smile: "It's okay, I was a little late yesterday when I arranged work."

This excuse is a bit lame, Wang Zihe stretched out his hand to caress his face, and found that his lips were bloodless: "Sit down and watch my game, if you feel unwell, tell me, and I will take you back to the hotel."

An Yi nodded, at this time Wang Zihe was urged to play outside, An Yi kissed him on the face, and went out with him.

At the beginning of the fourth quarter, Wang Zihe's eyes changed, sharp and cold, like a beast, the opponent's players marking him were knocked down one by one by him, not to mention luring him to foul, even his clothes Can't touch it.

The cheers on the scene became louder and louder, and the fans from the opposing school also began to cheer for Wang Zihe, and the entire arena seemed to be a stage for him alone.An Yi watched and smiled with satisfaction, but the burning sensation in his stomach became stronger and stronger, and it hurt so badly that he couldn't hold on even after gritting his teeth several times. Gradually, he stood up from the chair, very Pressing his stomach in pain, he squatted down and half-kneeled, and then fell to the ground motionless.

The game has reached a fever pitch, because Shang University has entered the fourth quarter with a score of [-] points behind, and now the score is catching up little by little, and it looks like it will be evenly divided.

No one noticed An Yi, except Wang Zihe. At the beginning, he knew something was wrong when he saw An Yi's frowning.Coach Lin also noticed it. He ran to An Yi and asked, "What's the matter, An Yi, does your stomach hurt? Let me take you to the hospital..."

An Yi waved his hand, there are less than 5 minutes left, and he cannot go to the hospital.

Coach Lin called the team doctor, and the doctor knew it was acute gastroenteritis: "You must go to the hospital immediately, or it will become serious."

"Call an ambulance."

"It's too late, I'll send it off." When everyone turned their heads, they saw the sweaty Wang Zihe standing beside An Yi, holding him half in his arms.

"Xiao Yi, it's me." Wang Zihe yelled halfway before An Yi finally responded.

An Yi pushed him: "You can't go, the game is not over yet."

Wang Zihe put him on his back and glanced at Coach Lin and other teammates.Everyone knows that without him, they are likely to lose this game, but everyone knows who An Yi is, and Coach Lin waved his hand: "Little Chi, what are you doing in a daze, let's go."

Wang Zihe looked gratefully at his teammates and the coach, and then ran out of the gymnasium through the team tunnel with his back on his back.

The sunlight outside was very dazzling, An Yi half-opened his eyes, lay on Wang Zihe's back, and murmured: "Fool, if you lose this game, you won't be able to go to the training camp."

"You are the most important thing," Wang Zihe yelled while panting, wiping his sweat, "I haven't eaten well these days, and I can't take care of myself when I'm such an adult, and I won't let you leave again by my side."

An Yi smiled and closed his eyes reassuringly.

When Wang Zihe entered the nearest hospital with the man on his back, the emergency nurse put him on the cart, and the two kept holding hands and did not let go.

The nurses and doctors looked at the two boys and immediately understood their relationship. The doctor took An Yi's temperature and gave An Yi a dose of diazepam. It turned out that it was acute gastroenteritis. Yi's complexion finally recovered.

Wang Zihe breathed a sigh of relief, and only after sitting on the edge of the hospital bed did he feel drenched in sweat.

When An Yi woke up, the first thing he saw was Wang Zihe who had fallen asleep. He moved his body, and Wang Zihe woke up immediately. He touched his forehead and asked, "Want to drink water?"

An Yi nodded, Wang Zihe brought the water glass, took a sip first, then kissed An Yi's lips, slowly passed the water, and kissed deeply at the same time.

An Yi hummed comfortably, Wang Zihe smiled, and touched the corner of his brow: "Don't come if you don't feel well, just call me and tell me."

"I don't want to worry you, and I don't want to lie to you." An Yi said hoarsely.

"My little Yi is so stupid." Wang Zihe put his arms around his waist, leaned over, and kissed An Yi's lips lightly. An Yi opened his mouth cooperatively, letting his tongue go straight in.

The tongues of the two quickly entangled together, and they kissed sweetly. After the long kiss, An Yi's breathing became a little short, and Wang Zihe reluctantly withdrew.

An Yi smiled lightly, and suddenly pulled Wang Zihe closer and kissed him. Of course, Wang Zihe would not let go of this door-to-door kiss. He held his face in both hands and kissed him passionately again.

Just as they were kissing deeply, suddenly, they heard someone coughing softly at the door. They turned their heads and saw a few people standing at the door, they were the main players of the team.

Prince He immediately asked nervously, "How was the result of the competition?"

The team members lowered their heads one by one, looking a little depressed.

Wang Zihe walked over and patted their shoulders, trying to comfort them, when suddenly a person couldn't help laughing, Wang Zihe asked tentatively, "We...won?"

The other team members raised their heads one by one, with suppressed smiles on their faces.

"Captain, you are not the only one in our team, right, brothers..."

Everyone shouted in unison.

Wang Zihe shook his head angrily: "Okay, all of you want to shake the sky."

"Hey, Coach Lin said that the captain's wife is sick now, we need to be quiet and not disturb others."

When An Yi heard this, his face turned red.

Wang Zihe yelled at those who watched the show very rudely: "You all watched it, get out."

The team members booed, saying they wanted to see the captain again, Wang Zihe carried them all out one by one, and closed the door with a bang.

"How do they all know?" An Yi asked with a blushing face.

Wang Zihe chuckled, leaned over and kissed the corner of An Yi's lips, "Needless to say, everyone can tell."

"From then on, you will be mine, and no one will dare to miss you." In the last rising voice, An Yi could be seen to be very proud.

Wang Zihe fondled his hair, put his arms around his shoulders, and said, "Yes, I belong to you, and you belong to me, and we will never be separated."

Forever is too far away, An Yi only wants the present, he hugged Wang Zihe, and added softly: "It's nice to meet you."

Wang Zihe kissed his hair and hugged the person in his arms tightly.

The sunshine outside the window falls on the two of them softly, and their happy time has just begun...

- the end of the book