three years old

Speaking of Ning Xi's greatest ability, apart from good looks, if Xing Cheng had to pick one to worship, it would definitely be that he played well and had excellent grades.

Anyone who plays basketball knows that if you are very talented and work hard, the remaining [-]% are basically tossed out in actual combat training.

Since he was a child, he often saw his brother playing golf in the afternoon and going home to study in the evening. When the children in the yard gathered together to play games after dinner, he shouted loudly by the window of his brother’s house, provoking his brother to come out. Let's fight and come out to practice.

All tricks and words are all tossed!

His brother just didn't move, he lowered his head to write, and his eyelids didn't even twitch.

As a result, he watched his brother study hard every day, sailing in the sea of ​​books every day, but when he usually played with them, he would not lose.

Ning Xi is good at intercepting the ball and blocking shots, and Xing Cheng will not be able to catch up with him after three years of practice.

In a few days it will be the school sports meeting. If there is anything to do, Xingcheng will run to the stadium, supervise the boys in his grade, and report to his brother by the way, to join the enemy.

What position is so-and-so playing, what is so-and-so good at, how do you defend us the best in the third year of high school, bro, you guard me, I will definitely let you be the scoring champion...

As soon as Xing Cheng started talking nonsense again, Ning Xi stopped writing and wanted to poke his face with the butt of a pencil, but felt pain again, so he held back and said, "Does your team know that you came up to report the situation to the enemy?"

Xingcheng is quite thick-skinned: "I know, they also said that Brother Xi, you can win as many points as you want, whether you want to win an even number or an odd number?"

Ning Xi sneered: "Want to release water?"

Xing Cheng slapped the table, displeased: "Brother, what do you mean by letting the water go, you high school seniors will definitely beat us to pieces..."

Nodding, Ning Xi spread out the exercise book, grabbed a pen and wrote "1" on the back of Xing Cheng's hand, saying: "One point, let's narrowly win."

Xing Cheng saw that his brother was going to practice the questions, and he was embarrassed to stand for too long in the classroom of the experimental class of the third year of high school, so he stood up straight and kissed the place where the writing was written on the back of his hand.

He was about to leave when Ning Xi scolded him in a low voice: "What's wrong with you, Xing Cheng."

There were a lot of people in the classroom, Xing Cheng was afraid of making his brother unhappy by opening his mouth to play a hooligan, so he looked around, reached out and squeezed his brother's shoulder while no one was looking, and whispered, "You're used to it."

After finishing speaking, he went out, ignoring the fact that several girls in the classroom were staring at him, and stood by the back door, looking back at his brother.

As a result, Ning Xi secretly watched Xing Cheng leave from the moment he turned around...

Unexpectedly, Cheng Cheng stopped at the back door of the classroom, and the eyes of the two met immediately.

Ning Xi was so panicked that she immediately turned her head, stared ahead, and remained motionless!

Careless.

He was dizzy, and now he felt that he could see the smiling face of Xing Cheng just now on the back of the head of the classmate in the front seat.

Really careless.

He calmed down his fluctuating mood, took the ruler over and drew on the exercise book for a while, couldn't help it, and quietly wrote a small "X" at the footer of the page.

Both he and Xingcheng have letters in their names.

This is the best.

He remembered that when he was in junior high school, the girl next to him at the same table, when he was in a daze in class, his favorite thing to do was to write the name of the person he liked on the draft paper. blush.

What she wrote was not Ning Xi's name, but every time Ning Xi saw her write it, she felt that it was completely unreasonable.

Until I have done this kind of thing myself, I can fully understand it.

Falling in love really affects his studies, and Ning Xi also knows it, but in comparison, he personally feels that unrequited love affects it more.

fortunately.

Fortunately he is not.

In the early morning of the next day, Ning Xi came to school early with her schoolbag on her back, and followed her behind as usual.

He has been wearing these basketball shoes for a day or two, and Xing Cheng also took off the spray lotion he specially used to wash the sneakers for Ning Xi, especially afraid that it would be discolored by washing with other things.

Just at the school gate, before I had time to go in, I ran into Cheng Xiyu, a junior cheerleader in the school basketball team, hurriedly followed by a few boys from the school team, having a small meeting while walking.

This junior is a sophomore in high school, the same level as Xing Cheng, and is mainly responsible for some chores of the school basketball team and cheerleading rehearsals. She is very active, but it is the first time she has come to do things so early in advance.

Ning Xi walked along behind him, the two tall boys were very conspicuous standing together, and the team members over there looked at them all at once.

Xingcheng clings to his brother every day, and hangs out with his brother, they are used to it,

A few people gathered at the school gate to talk, and before Ning Xi could figure out what was going on, Cheng Xiyu ran over with an eager expression: "Senior, the third year of high school will cooperate with you and you have to change..."

Ning Xi was taken aback: "Where is Ying Yuchen?"

Cheng Xiyu was also in a panic. After studying for so many years, it was the first time that this kind of thing happened to someone close to her: "I was stabbed outside last night, and now I am still under Huaxi's custody. Just now The coach came to inform us, saying that there will be a substitution during training in the afternoon..."

Hearing this, Xing Cheng was stunned: "Ying Yuchen? Why?"

Cheng Xiyu took out her mobile phone and checked it again. While replying to the message, she said, "I don't know. They said it was because of his brother's affairs. Anyway, I can't tell. I have to make arrangements for training in the afternoon..."

Ning Xi frowned and said, "Can I go to the hospital now?"

Cheng Xiyu shook her head: "It's not allowed. His own brother contacted the school and said it was a private matter. Don't go there!"

Now that Xing Cheng understands it, it is probably because his elder brother Ying Yujiang has caused some trouble, and Ying Yuchen was set up by someone to take revenge on Ying Yujiang...

Because of her good friend's injury, Ning Xi was not in good shape during training at noon today, and she couldn't fight without her best partner.

But Ning Xi's state affected Xing Cheng. As opponents, the two were distracted on the field during the battle, which aroused the coach's fury, and sent them both off with a whistle.

When Xing Cheng passed in front of the coach, his waist was slapped by a towel: "You did it on purpose!"

He was sent off on purpose, and followed his brother to sit on the steps next to him.

The two sat side by side, Xing Cheng bumped Ning Xi's leg with his knee, and the latter glanced at him without saying a word.

Xingcheng shouted in a low voice: "Brother? Do you still want to respond to my minister?"

Ning Xi nodded and said, "But I'm in the hospital, so I should be fine."

He was stabbed not long after leaving the school gate. This incident spread panic throughout the school, and the police station filed a case. Many parents came to the school gate to guard their children after school at noon today.

Xing Cheng thought it was quite scary, but the incident happened suddenly, without even thinking about it, he stretched out his hand and hugged Ning Xi.

If his brother was stabbed, Xingcheng felt that he would probably have to make amends to himself.

Be optimistic.

Now that Ying and Chen aren't here, the sophomores are a pack of wolves, and the seniors who play seniors, Ning Xi feels that they may not be able to do well in their grades.

He had memorized the "information" given by Xingcheng before, but he always felt like he was cheating. So in this competition, will the sophomore or the senior year win?

As soon as the afternoon class was over, the third-year liberal arts class gathered together to order takeaway. Ning Xi calculated the money in WeChat and ordered an extra drink, which was frozen sour plum soup, which was very sweet.

Ning Xi looked out the window, Xing Cheng was still practicing on the court, today he was wearing a pair of blood-red combat boots, a black jersey, he was dribbling for layups, and he was accurate wherever he hit.

That afternoon Ning Xi walked to the playground carrying the large cup of frozen sour plum soup, passed through the crowd of onlookers, put the drink in the players' rest area, and nodded towards Xing Cheng.

In that instant, the ball in Xingcheng's hand was crushed, and he didn't even jump up after taking off, and got a big block.

"Xing Cheng, Brother Xi has brought you a drink!"

I'fuck, what else do I play!

Cheng Cheng didn't care at all who blocked him or who cut off his ball. He didn't bother to play handsome, so he asked the coach for a timeout and ran off the court.

When I was a student, when expressing my love for boys who played basketball, most girls would choose to deliver water, and Xingcheng knew it very well.

But this cup was indeed the first drink that Ning Xi really bought for him.

He stood in front of Ning Xi holding the cup, feeling that the water had to be taken home as an offering.

Seeing him like that, Ning Xi kept a straight face and almost couldn't laugh out loud.

Stretching out his hand, Ning Xi patted his younger brother's shoulder and said seriously, "Play well."

After being touched by him like this, Xing Cheng almost didn't kneel down again.

He leaned over slightly, put his lips close to Ning Xi's ear, and answered in a very low voice.

"Follow you well."

Ning Xi's ears turned red, and she couldn't hold back and took half a step back.

At that moment, Ning Xi suddenly felt that all these years of his growth were like looking for a light in the dark.

And walking is the sunlight that breaks through the dark clouds in the sky, illuminating his whole world.

You don't even have to look for lights.

The breath of galloping is also very pleasant to hear.

Slowly, gradually, his rivers and mountains were blown into the world.

……

Ning Xi finished self-study in the evening, packed her schoolbags and prepared to go home. As soon as she left the school, the school was late, and there were many parents guarding the door, probably because of the incident with the minister some time ago.

Sighing, Ning Xi didn't know when Ying Yuchen would come back.

Although my personality is a thousand miles away from my own, it is really good to have such a friend by my side.

But after school tonight, Xingcheng didn't wait for him, so I don't know why he went there again.

Ning Xi looked at her phone, but there was no text message.

He walked all the way from the school gate to the community. There were a lot of parents on the road, which was completely different from the less crowded streets in the past. It was almost ten o'clock, and the T-junction, which was not very smooth at the school gate, was blocked.

If Ning Xi didn't talk to anyone, her expression would be "unhappy", standing there like an ice sculpture, she just wanted to move forward with her head sullen.

However, there were too many people today, and all the parents in the courtyard came out. Ning Xi had to say hello to a few aunts and uncles in the courtyard on the road, and then walked slowly to the front of the unit building.

He took a long breath, calmed down, and lifted his legs up the stairs.

As soon as he went up a few steps, he saw Xing Cheng standing at the door of his house, holding something in his hand, motionless, seeing him coming, he grinned happily: "Brother, you're back."

Ning Xi glanced at him, and asked while taking out the keys from the bag, "Why are you squatting in front of my house if you don't go home?"

Xing Cheng's sword-like eyebrows were tightly frowned, and the sense of drama came when he said it: "Recently, I have had a bit of an awkward fight with my parents, and I don't really want to eat at home for the time being..."

He said, took out the big board in his hand, and continued: "I bought a table for you to put here. If you are eating at home, just tell me and I will come down for a while."

Where is the board?

This is a small foldable table I bought at IKEA, with a small stool stuck inside. It is sky blue and looks very pretty.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xing Cheng saw that the keys had been inserted into the hole, and hurriedly held the table against the crack of the door and waited for Ning Xi to open the door: "Brother, I'll go in and install the table before leaving."

Ning Xi didn't say a word, went to turn the key and couldn't turn it, so she couldn't help but said: "Get out of the way first."

Xing Cheng still wanted to fight for something, but Ning Xi said again: "I can't open the door with you like this."

Xingcheng turned sideways to let out a little space, let him open the door, and followed in.

Ning Xi plugged the table lamp in the living room into the socket, turned on the light, and the faint light filled the corner of the living room, and the lighting effect was not bad if it was close enough.

Lifting his chin, Ning Xi commanded: "Put it here."

Xing Cheng won the amnesty order, without further ado, rolled up his sleeves and started unpacking, first he had to put together the small table and stool.

Ning Xi took off her school uniform when she entered the room, and inside was a white shirt with the cuffs rolled up, her wrists were so delicate and strong that Xing Cheng almost hit her hand with a hammer.

Male｜Secret misleads others.

Bringing two glasses of water from the kitchen, Ning Xi saw him studying for a long time, and asked him, "Do you need help?"

Xingcheng clapped his hands and stood up: "No, it's almost done."

He walked up to his brother, looked at the new things he added to the living room, his eyes were filled with joy, and he said with a smile: "Brother, look, how convenient it is for the two of us to eat."

There is no need to squat down on the floor with a newspaper and eat like before.

Ning Xi looked at Xing Cheng and the small tables and stools in the living room, and was a little moved by the scene, so she said "thank you" seriously.

Really like a complete home.

Xing Cheng is not a person who cares too much and is polite, but he likes to hear these words.

The more "thank you" his brother said to him, the more he did for his brother.

This is something that at his stage, at this age, he can concentrate on doing and accomplish well.

Xing Cheng brought over the small stool that was on the side, put it on the side of the small table, and said, "This is a stool, you can sit and eat."

Ning Xi smiled: "Then how do you eat?"

Xing Cheng also laughed happily: "I'm squatting!"

Ning Xi was very happy in her heart, she still had no expression on her face, and she really sat on the small stool to test the height.

His skin was itchy when walking, and he felt uncomfortable no matter how he sat, and he didn't want to sit on the ground. Subconsciously, he wanted to sit at the same height as his brother, so he went to the door and took a basketball and sat down.

It was okay to sit on it at first, but this time he couldn't sit still, his legs slipped, and he lay down on the ground.

The basketball slid to the other side of the living room and hit the TV wall, making a muffled sound.

Seeing Xing Cheng half lying on the ground, Ning Xi couldn't help laughing.

Xing Cheng saw his brother happy, so he was also happy, laughing with his brother.

In the dimly lit living room, Ning Xi seems to have found a hidden space again. In this space, there are heartbeats, love, firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, and walking...

Except for Xing Cheng, no one could see his expression at the moment.

Come however you want, indulge if you want to indulge.

Xing Cheng was looking at him.

He saw Ning Xi smiling with crooked brows and eyes, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, his usual indifference and self-control turned into a puddle of warm water...

He saw that only half of Ning Xi's fair face was illuminated under the moonlight, and the small mole on the tip of his nose was clearly seen by Xing Cheng, and he couldn't help but want someone to reach out and touch it.

Xingcheng is a person who says what he says, and his ideas must be put into action.

He grabbed Ning Xi's pretty wrist.

With a relentless effort, Xing Cheng directly pulled Ning Xi over, stretched out his hand and hugged her.

Ning Xi, who was originally sitting comfortably, was suddenly pulled onto her body by Xing Cheng.

He panted slightly, his entire upper body being held in Cheng Cheng's arms.

Ning Xi's ears were pressed against Xing Cheng's chest, and she could completely feel the hot young heart inside.

Only beating for Ning Xi, sincere and longing.

Xing Cheng's embrace was so strong and powerful that he couldn't breathe.

However, with a suffocating sense of happiness.

The eyes of the two people looked at each other in the closed space, looked at each other, and tested...

Get entangled again.

Adolescent boys need to be watered during the flowering season and rainy season, and they just wait for a large scoop of rainwater on their heads to drench the whole sixteen or seventeen years old thoroughly.

Ning Xi has already passed this age.

It is Xing Cheng, Xing Xing awakened all the scenery he missed.

Ning Xi slowly raised her head to look at Xing Cheng's face.

This face still has the heroic spirit of a teenager, tough and full of vigor, which makes people have to be attracted.

Now Cheng Cheng is lying on his back looking at the ceiling, one hand is tightly grasping Ning Xi's wrist, and he won't let go no matter what.

His fingertips lightly rubbed over the smoke scar on the side of Ning Xi's wrist.

He saw it.

Xing Cheng felt a dull pain in his heart, and felt that he could hardly breathe.

He gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, hoarsely shouted: "Brother."

Xing Cheng just looked at his brother like this.

He watched Ning Xi push himself up, and looked down at himself.

Ning Xi's eyes were cold and restrained, as if he had a thousand needles in his eyes, wanting to nail Xing Cheng to the floor.

For a moment, Xingcheng felt that his brother's eyes were despair and new life.

Immediately afterwards, Ning Xi's cool palm carefully held the face that he had seen for more than ten years and hated and loved at the same time.

Walking and breathing almost stopped.

"elder brother?"

He gasped.

What responded to Xing Cheng was Ning Xi's cold and deep kiss.