three years old

With 15 seconds left before the end of the fourth quarter, the two sides on the court were at a stalemate.

This is the campus playground. From a distance, you can see six boys standing on the field. They are tall, short, fat and thin, uneven, but the team that is obviously taller is the main force of the school team in this middle school.

The tallest boy was standing in the middle of the court. He had just received the ball and was still holding it firmly. His palms were slightly sunken.

This is walking.

It is the top-notch game in the school team, which is cool and arrogant in the eyes of most people.

During the battle, he was confronting the enemy team's attackers. He stepped steadily, his upper body leaned forward, panting heavily, and his whole body was very aggressive.

The basketball is constantly switching between the left and right hands, and there are endless cheers and applause from around, so he can't tolerate the slightest ambiguity.

But he was distracted.

Ning Xi was sitting under the one-armed basketball hoop where he was going to shoot.

Ning Xi lived upstairs in his house and let him chase after him since he was a child.

Three years older than him, Ning Xi.

With his jersey still on, Ning Xi was holding a popsicle bought from a canteen in his hand, covering his arm that had just been hit by the huge impact of the ball, with a calm expression, observing the situation on the field.

Ning Xi's hair was cut short, so it couldn't stick to her forehead when she was wet with sweat. It was too hot, so the hem of her clothes was lifted a little to fan the wind, revealing a white and well-proportioned abdominal muscle.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and put the popsicle on his arm again.

Xing Cheng suddenly felt the cool breeze blowing all over his body, and his eyes were full of the summer he loved.

Once this mind wanders away, it's as if you can't come back.

Suddenly, a hysterical roar exploded in his ear: "Let's go! Cut him off!"

The buddy guarding the drinking fountain in the team shouted passionately, making him want to laugh, how could he steal the ball in lightning after he said it all?

Ning Xi was amused, and also smiled, the corners of his mouth raised, making Xing Cheng stunned again.

At this time, the defense time was almost up, and the person confronting him took the lead in attacking and came to steal the basketball in his hand.

Not daring to delay the situation on the field, Xing Cheng was stunned, then immediately came back to his senses, and turned sideways!

He took the ball in another hand at an extremely fast speed, rushed into the offensive three-second zone in one go, rose from the ground, and dunked with a hook...

Two seconds at the buzzer, the ball goes in!

The orange ball passed through the net with a "swish".

The tie was instantly declared a victory, and all the onlookers cheered and whistled.

Xing Cheng stood firm, his first reaction was to turn his head to look at Ning Xi.

Ning Xi sat where she was, the popsicle in her hand almost melted, her eyebrows and eyes were handsome, so good-looking that a young rebellious boy's heart was beating wildly.

The teammates squatting next to him all rushed into the field, looking at Xing Cheng in high spirits, and wanted to be happy for him.

Xing Cheng was surrounded by a group of people in the middle of the field, almost being lifted up and thrown, but he was indeed taller and stronger than many of his peers, so he really didn't dare to throw him casually.

He turned his head and glanced at Ning Xi again.

The latter removed the popsicle in his hand and held it in his mouth. Looking at the taste of the popsicle, it seemed to be quite sweet.

Ning Xi lowered her eyes, revealing the wound that had just been covered by the popsicle and her hand.

A slightly swollen scratch, not serious, but crimson from a distance.

Xing Cheng's eyes were red.

He took a deep breath and saw that his three-on-three opponent was packing up his bag and preparing to leave. He couldn't hold back, clenched his hands into fists, and rushed forward, only to be pulled back by a group of teammates next to him.

The other party was startled, staring and shouting: "Hey! Hey! What do you want!"

The atmosphere was tense for a while, and a group of high school boys got together to compete with each other.

This walk is very fierce, tall and tall, his eyes are slightly gloomy at the moment, he moved forward a few times and couldn't escape the persuasion of his teammates, just about to wave his arms...

Seeing that the situation here was not right, Ning Xi stood up and ran towards this side, clutching his arms. After running for a few steps, the journey stopped suddenly.

After taking a breath, Ning Xi looked stern and said, "Xing Cheng."

Xing Cheng retracted his fist.

He tried his best to calm down his anger, so that he would not look at the injury on Ning Xi's hand. He couldn't swallow the pressure at all. It was obvious that the opponent's person tripped him and deliberately threw the ball at Ning Xi!

At that time, he was impulsive and was held back by his teammates. Seeing that Ning Xi was injured and left such a big red spot, he couldn't control himself at all.

Glancing at Ning Xi, Xing Cheng glanced at his fearful opponent again, and spoke with a ruthless voice: "Apologize to my brother, or one-on-one for a bullfight..."

Ning Xi reminded again with a cold face: "Xing Cheng."

Xing Cheng gasped for breath, his brows furrowed tightly, suppressing the turbulent rage in his heart.

The other party also had friends, and a few ran over from the nearby stadium to try to persuade them to fight, but the boy who confronted Xing Cheng, the leader, also had a temper, seeing Ning Xi coming, he turned around and glared at Ning Xi.

Seeing him staring at Ning Xi with malicious eyes, Xing Cheng picked up the mineral water bottle in his teammate's hand, lifted it up and pointed at the man's forehead, the bottom of the bottle almost stuck to his forehead.

He became ruthless, his eyes seemed to lock the person in front of him tightly in place and he could not move: "Look at him one more time, you can try."

The other party got a little nervous, his eyes stopped wandering, his chest heaved, and a few friends behind him tried to persuade him, but he didn't dare to move.

Xing Cheng watched Ning Xi walk under the one-armed basketball hoop, picked up the school uniform jacket, short-sleeved, and stood still.

Turning around, Ning Xi shook her hands, her tall figure cast a slender shadow under the summer sun.

Ning Xi yawned, covered the wound on his arm, and said to Xing Cheng, "Let's go home."

After finishing speaking, Ning Xi turned her back and walked away without waiting for him.

As soon as the voice finished speaking, Xingcheng let go of his hand and took a step back. The teammates around him all dispersed, watching his movements, a little nervous about what he was going to do next.

Seeing that Xing Cheng didn't make a sound, he slammed the mineral water bottle in his hand and smashed it to the ground.

He strode to the basketball hoop, took off his sweaty wristband and threw it into the trash can, and silently followed the figure in front of him.

A summer afternoon football game on campus ended just like that.

……

After the game, Xingcheng followed Ning Xi all the way. He didn't need to take the bus at all, his home was close, and he walked on the brick line of the sidewalk, and he arrived in a short distance.

This is Chengdu Shizhong, located on the edge of the First Ring Road, with convenient transportation, a lot of food, and a very beautiful school.

This school only has the high school here, so it's easy.

Xing Cheng is just a sophomore this year. He is handsome and tall. The small forward in the school team is concentrating on basketball.

But he was different from other boys, he didn't throw his attention on the girl, but on Ning Xi who was just in senior year in front of him.

And it's a flutter.

When I was young, the children in the yard were in twos and threes. After dinner, they gathered together to form a dragon gate and tell ghost stories together.

At that time, the story about the glass marbles upstairs was very popular. It is said that the sound of those marbles was actually made by rolling eyeballs...

Xiao Ningxi pretended to be calm on the surface and said that he was not afraid, but only Xiao Xingcheng, who was peeking at him next to him, knew that he was really scared.

Xiao Xingcheng played marbles upstairs every night.

After playing for two or three days, he felt that he had done something wrong, so he took a rope and hung comic books for Xiao Ningxi outside the window of his bedroom, hanging CDs and hanging toys, although Xiao Ningxi never wanted it.

Simply close the curtains, out of sight, out of mind.

After going back and forth, after a long time, Xiao Xingcheng stopped hanging.

The two children are growing up, Xiao Xingcheng runs downstairs and knocks on the door of Xiao Ningxi's house every day, Brother Ningxi, can we play together!Play anything!

Xiao Ningxi, who was already much taller than him, opened the door, and a basketball hit the ground.

"You play."

The inexperienced Xiao Xingcheng was teased by Xiao Ningxi's basketball.

The two have become friends since then, but they have never been quite right.

When practicing ball in the community, Xiao Ningxi has to put the ball bag in the middle of the field, as the "[-]th line".

He said, "If you dare to come over, I will beat you."

Xingcheng played basketball so hard since he was a child, but he wanted to defeat Ning Xi once. This dream was only fulfilled in a ball game in the first year of high school, and he didn't have much pleasure at that time.

As long as the ball is played against Ning Xi, even if he wins, in Xing Cheng's heart, he is also a loser.

Those who move their minds first will never win back.

Ning Xi has always been "other people's child" in the words of Xing Cheng's parents.

Good grades, good looks, although his personality looks cold to everyone, but his heart is really warm.

Apart from her imperfect family and failing to repeat her exams last year, Ning Xi has almost nothing to worry about.

Xing Cheng swears that this is the last time he will play on the field this week, to replace the school team, but Ning Xi, who is from the former school team, feels too much pressure in his senior year, so he comes to practice.

It's good that Ning Xi doesn't play, but as soon as he came up to cooperate with Xing Cheng, Xing Cheng became unable to do anything, and his whole steps were chaotic.

Xing Cheng has long planned to study hard. The second year of high school has just started, and he feels that if he works hard, he can still go directly to the third year of high school.

He even chose the arts and sciences for the first semester of high school, just like Ning Xi, even though the arts and sciences were particularly difficult for him.

In order to study, he lived in school and became a day student.

In order to study and Ning Xi, he got up half an hour earlier every day.

At that time, Xing Cheng was in first grade, Ning Xi was in third grade, finally Xing Cheng was in third grade, Ning Xi was in sixth grade again, and was in junior high school.

Hope and hope, Xingcheng is in the first year of junior high school, and Ning Xi is in the first year of high school again...

I finally arrived at a school where we could walk next to each other when we went to and from school, and the time we met in the corridors became almost the same.

The two of them walked all the way to the door of the unit building in silence, walked in a little bit, raised his eyebrows, and said confidently: "I must skip a level for you to see."

Ning Xi glanced at him, stretched out his hand and gently pushed Xing Cheng, who couldn't stand still and went down a few steps.

"Skip three levels in a row and graduate directly."

Xing Cheng came to his senses, walked up a few steps, wanted to reach out to grab Ning Xi's arm, but didn't dare to touch it: "No, brother, I really want to be at the same table as you."

Ning Xi said "Oh" in response, took out the key to open the door, took off the ball bag hanging at the door, kicked it in, and looked at Xing Cheng who was standing on the stairs: "Is there anything else?"

Xing Cheng shook his head: "Not yet."

Ning Xi put half of the schoolbag shoulder strap down, waved his hand: "Go back, don't bother me."

The gate of the Ning family was closed.

This evening, it was the first time that Xingcheng did his homework so seriously. He read the history test paper over and over again, and his timeline was a mess. He almost tore up the book.

He was leaning on the back of the chair thinking about how to recite the comprehensive essay when the phone rang, a text message.

Ning Xi sent it in three words: Throw the rope.

Cheng Cheng's next move was quick, he threw the rope down as soon as the window was opened, and he felt the rope became heavier after a while.

Little by little, he carefully lifted it up, and found that it was an old notebook, with densely packed handwriting and key points outlined. It seemed to be Ning Xi's comprehensive essay notebook from the year of the college entrance examination.

Turning to the first page, Ning Xi crossed out the word "Ning" with a pen, and wrote "Xingcheng" next to it.

Next to it is a pig's head.

……

The whole school knows that Xing Cheng has a good relationship with his brother Ning Xi.

Xing Cheng, an elementary school student in the first year of high school, was recruited into the school team with an exception. He was obviously capable of starting, but he insisted on sitting on the bench to serve as a substitute for Ning Xi, the senior in high school.

By the time Xing Cheng was in his senior year, he played well as a substitute and was in the limelight for a while. Ning Xi had also retired from the basketball team to concentrate on his studies.

Until now, Xing Cheng is in the second grade of high school, and Ning Xi is still in school, in the senior year of high school.

Although the relationship between them, in a sense, is a good one-sided relationship.

When Xing Cheng found out that he fell in love with Ning Xi, he didn't quite remember.

What I have a vague impression of is that after entering this high school with Ning Xi, I saw the slogan painted on the wall on the basketball court. There are a few very large words, and almost one word occupies a small wall.

"Exercise an hour a day and live a healthy life for a lifetime."

Standing on the court with a basketball in his arms, Xing Cheng looked at Ning Xi who was vigorous and vigorous on the court.

He felt that before he graduated from high school, he must take a photo with Ning Xi under the wall of "Lifetime".

①Starting: The first few players to play in a basketball game are called the starting lineup.