three years old

Chengdu Shizhong, Grade [-] classroom.

"Run!"

When Xing Cheng turned his head, the pen in his hand didn't stop writing, he was writing in a hurry, and when he turned his head again, the words were all written on the draft paper.

"Ying Yuchen said that he is very good at dribbling now and can cooperate with you. Do you want to go and see?"

After the deskmate finished saying this, Xing Cheng put down his pen.

He grabbed a piece of paper from the drawer, looked at it for a long time and found that it was a love letter received a few days ago, and it was decorated with cherry blossoms in tender pink. After thinking about it for a while, it was not good to use it for drafting, so he folded it back and found a blank sheet again. Come out and spread it on the table.

Xingcheng changed his pen, sat upright, his legs became a little numb after sitting for a long time: "Didn't you say that you don't have to go to practice during the big break? Come find me after school."

His tablemate elbowed him: "Your brother is here too."

The galloping chair backed up abruptly, causing a "wow" sound on his side.

He stood up and took off his school uniform jacket in the classroom, and he wore a black NBA short-sleeve underneath, with a pattern of daytime fireworks burned to the hem of his clothes, looking handsome.

Put the coat on the shoulders, take out the wristbands in the drawer and put them on, squat down and fasten the shoelaces.

Holding the sleeve of the school uniform in his hand, Xing Cheng said, "Let's go."

The deskmate was used to seeing it on the side, so he teased him: "Why don't you go and look in the mirror?"

Xing Cheng is very confident, it doesn't mean he thinks he is so handsome, the young guy still has a lot of energy, he stepped out and said, "No need!"

Adolescent boy like Cheng Cheng|No need to explain at all, once he puts on his sneakers with a touch of hair, he stands there, like a pillar, or the one with a lion totem engraved on it.

Wearing slippers to go to the disco to dance disco is the most handsome.

In the morning, the stadium between big classes was really crowded, and the whole school had finished radio gymnastics and gathered around the playground to watch the excitement.

The school playground is connected to the court. There are six basketball courts in total, one of which is specially used for school team training.

When Xing Cheng hadn't joined the school team before, he would run first after school every day, rushing down the teaching building to grab the field next to the school team's training ground, and there was a buddy behind him who specially helped him with the ball bag.

Just to fight next to Ning Xi.

Campus basketball is simple, and six people can get together to play a full court.

The current situation is the same, the school team only has six people, and Xing Cheng is the seventh.

Ning Xi, Xing Cheng, Ning Xi's team friend Ying Yuchen, the school team coach, and three school team teammates.

Ying Yuchen stood next to Ning Xi with the ball in his hand, squinting his eyes and smiling, making Xingcheng irritated by watching.

This person looks very obedient, with round eyes, smiling and cheerful, but in fact, he has a bad stomach. Every time he goes out to compete, the first person to criticize is either Xing Cheng himself or him.

After thinking about it for a while, it seemed that he was doing more things by himself.

He is tall, and Ning Xi is a bit shorter than him, and it is about the height where he can lean his head on Xing Cheng's shoulder with a slight tilt of his head.

It's been a long time since I played with Ning Xi, and Xing Cheng was very nervous when they met so suddenly.

Physical contact is always unavoidable when playing basketball, and it is impossible for Xingcheng to ignore Ning Xi's aggressiveness.

Ning Xi, who was about to catch the ball, was like a leopard ready to go, with sharp eyes and sweat dripping from the tip of her upturned nose, which flowed into the basketball vest along the delicate curve of her jaw.

The ball played for half court, and at the end, Xingcheng played a very beautiful alley-oop in front of Ning Xi.

Throw the ball on the backboard and bounce back into the air, run and jump, and throw the basketball straight into the net from the air!

The movement was extremely fast, and the explosive force was astonishing, shaking the basketball hoop.

As for boys, they usually play well on the basketball court, but as soon as someone they like comes, they want to score points and look cool.

Xing Cheng belongs to the category of being handsome and playing very well, and everyone admires or is moved.

Except for his sweetheart.

As soon as the ride landed, the boys and girls watching the game all exclaimed, and some took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

There were also two or three girls holding mineral water in their hands, hesitating, with flushed faces, as if they were wondering whether to bring water to the boys on the field.

This is the number of times Ning Xi lost to Xing Cheng and the others this year, I don't remember.

He stared at the crowd of onlookers, expressionless, and sighed in his heart.

It's really because my game skills are not as good as before, and Xing Cheng has indeed grown up now, and he was still crying with a ball in the yard back then.

At the end of the game, he reached out and gave Ying and Chen a high-five. Because they were about the same height, their shoulders collided.

Ying Yuchen looked at Xing Cheng, who was full of displeasure, took Ning Xi aside, and whispered, "Why is your brother so fierce?"

Ying Yuchen's whispered words are not too big or too small, it's weird, Xing Cheng can just hear it, and he is really furious when he hears it, what do you think?

Ning Xi didn't shy away from it, she was very calm: "That's how he is."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Xing Cheng being called to the basketball hoop by his teammates, and a girl handed him a bottle of Pulse, which was still peach-flavored.

Ning Xi stood watching from a distance, her eyelids twitched, it should be quite sweet.

Xingcheng was quite polite, shook his head, thanked the girl, refused the bottle of drink, just took the tissue to wipe his sweaty hands, and thanked again.

If Ning Xi remembers correctly, this girl often stood and watched at the stadium last week.

Immediately after Xingcheng turned and walked over, Ning Xi immediately turned his head back, pretending to look around at the scenery, the stadium, and the students who were watching the fight.

He had no idea what he was nervous about.

In the next second, Xing Cheng gently hugged Ning Xi's waist with his wiped hands, and reminded him: "Brother, the shoelaces are untied."

There are so many people on the field, all staring at the field.

The nets on the basketball hoop are still being gently caressed by the summer wind, and the sun near noon is also dazzling, pouring down from the sky, as if a layer of gold has been gathered on Xing Cheng's body.

Ning Xi just looked at Xing Cheng and squatted down.

Xing Cheng didn't seem to feel that there was anything wrong at all. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, his slender fingers moved and tied his shoelaces.

He wanted to get angry a little bit, but felt his heart was filled with a strange sense of satisfaction, which made him reluctant to lose face in front of so many people this time.

This inexplicable emotional meal was ending while being touched, Ning Xi lowered her head and said lightly: "Xingcheng, this is a knot."

i' fuck?

Xing Cheng was stunned for a moment, probably because he was a little distracted just now, and he was too excited, his hands were shaking, obviously he was thinking about the whole bow.

He stood up, the height advantage had to give Ning Xi some pressure, and he almost took a step back.

Xing Cheng was against the light, his silhouette was drawn very handsomely, he was full of vigor, and he boldly said: "Then tie him up!"

Yes, I have been tied to you for the rest of my life.

Can you still run for the rest of your life?

Ning Xi didn't quite understand what it meant, but felt that Xing Cheng was playing a jerk again, and didn't care much about it, and didn't care about the shoelaces, so she wiped off her sweat, lifted the corner of the jersey and fanned it.

Not knowing whether it was uncomfortable or really hot, Ning Xi said softly: "It's really hot."

He lowered his eyes, and his eyelashes looked like the golden light hidden behind the burning clouds in the summer evening, twinkling and twinkling.

Xing Cheng looked left and right, but couldn't find the paper, took out a school card from his trouser pocket, and slapped Ning Xi a few times.

In fact, there is wind when you fan it with your hands, but it is too cold.

Ying Yuchen was tying his shoelaces by himself, and he couldn't bear to stand on the sidelines, so he couldn't help but drop a word.

"Xingcheng, can you stop being so contrived?"

It's windy, fan it.

Although Ying and Chen are high school seniors according to their grades, they have good grades and can play basketball, so they should be respected and admired.

But if it's on the school basketball team, whoever plays well will win.

Walking is the most horizontal one.

He has never been polite when dealing with his minister. Why should a transfer student from Beijing walk in front of Ning Xi every day instead of him?

Hearing Ying Yuchen's words, Ning Xi almost couldn't hold back her laughter, and stretched out her hand to push Xing Cheng: "Don't bother me."

Hearing these words, Xing Cheng was a little stumped, his expression became serious, and he was very forceful: "What bothers you? Take it, it's easy to suffer from heat stroke these days."

He took out an individually packaged wet tissue from his trouser pocket, and it was the only one left today. Ning Xi was sweating from playing golf and had to wipe it off.

Ning Xi glared, why did this little brat turn into a murderer when he grew up?

Xingcheng ignored him and unpacked it.

He felt that his hands were a bit dirty again, so he twisted the corners of his right hand, put the wet tissue on the back of his hand, with the package under it, and brought it in front of Ning Xi: "Wipe off the sweat."

Regarding things like taking care of his body, Ning Xi would never be able to hold him back, so he had no choice but to take it over and say thank you.

Cheng Cheng grinned, smiling brightly: "Brother, you are welcome!"

The people from the school team were packing their clothes at the field. When cleaning the field, Ning Xi quickly put away his things, followed by Ying and Chen, and the two entered the canteen next to the field one by one.

He drew a [-] bill and spread it out on the cash register. He thought about the person who helped turn the score today, and said to the aunt at the commissary, "Auntie, please bring me ten bottles of mineral water, thank you."

Beside Er Ying and Chen stared: "Damn, Ning Xi, are you treating me today?"

Ning Xi didn't say a word, took five bottles for Ying Yuchen to hold, and held five bottles in his arms, turned around and left the canteen, and walked towards the stadium.

When they arrived at the stadium, the remaining five members of the school team and the people who came to help turn the score squatted on the ground to reflect on today's problems and discuss tomorrow's training.

Xing Cheng sat with his back to Ning Xi, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and his upper body leaned forward slightly, listening intently to the coach's speech. The fabric of the short sleeves was protruded by the muscles on the arms, and the lines were particularly beautiful.

"Ning Xi treats you today, you guys are welcome!"

After Ying Yuchen finished speaking, he put the water on the ground, and Ning Xi also put it down.

Hearing Ying and Chen yelling, the others all laughed, this Beijing accent sounded really unaccustomed to it.

As soon as Xing Cheng turned his head, he looked at the two or three bottles of water that had been robbed on the ground. He grabbed two bottles and came over. A buddy next to him shouted: "Xing Cheng, how many of you..."

Xing Cheng looked at Ning Xi's back, but he hadn't gone far.

Cheng Cheng stopped his words, unscrewed the mineral water and took a few sips, as if he had obtained fertilizer to fertilize, with a very bold manner, he said cheerfully, "Go, I'll treat you to a Coke tomorrow!"

After walking more than ten meters away, Ning Xi turned her head and saw that Xing Cheng drank up a bottle of mineral water and was throwing it into the trash can in the arc of shooting.

With a "bang", it was thrown.

Ning Xi felt relieved, turned her head and continued walking.

A word came out in my heart, just drink Xing Cheng.

That's why he bought water today, but Ning Xi had a hard time facing himself like this.

He stopped abruptly.

Ying Yuchen looked back at him, a little curious, and said: "What's the matter? Why are you looking at your brother all the time today?"

"It's all right."

The tips of his ears burned, Ning Xi continued walking, quickened his pace, and said coldly, "I squinted."

The ginkgo leaves on the side of the playground were gently brushed by the summer wind, rattling in Ning Xi's ears.

……

After school at noon, Xing Cheng was surrounded by a group of boys in his class and walked towards the school gate to eat.

Among the five or six people, he was the tallest, reaching a height of 1.8 meters [-]. His friends had to wonder whether this man grew up eating rice from the south.

He is so tall and eye-catching, the function of standing in the crowd is to look for someone like a searchlight, especially Ning Xi.

He slowed down and went to look at the third-year classroom. The lights had already been turned off, so why didn't he see Ning Xi?

Ning Xi failed the college entrance examination and re-entered. Ying and Chen were relegated and transferred from Beijing. The two who should have been freshmen are still in the third year of high school. One is liberal arts and the other is science. They are in the next class.

But Ying and Chen have an older brother, and they often come to pick him up for dinner, which leads to Ning Xi often eating alone when it's time for dinner.

When he first came to school, Xingcheng asked him several times, can we have dinner together?

Ning Xi kept a cold face, and almost slapped him on the forehead.

At that time, the third year of senior high school had half an hour earlier at noon than the first year of high school, and classes started an hour earlier in the afternoon. How could I eat with him?

So Xing Cheng skipped class early and left early to wait for Ning Xi to eat. As soon as Ning Xi came out of the classroom, he saw Xing Cheng standing there in school uniform with a bag on his back. Several students in the class were shouting, Ning Xi Xi, your brother is here.

Ning Xi is about to collapse, can you stop messing around!

For a whole week, Ning Xi ignored him, and Xing Cheng didn't know what to do. He wrote a [-]-word self-criticism and was hanged by Ning Xi from upstairs.

At that time, Ning Xi was reading at night with the lamp on, the curtains were half-closed, and when she looked up, she saw a piece of paper sandwiched between a wooden board.

In the past, every family loved to grow a kind of evergreen climbing shrub called bougainvillea outside the windows. When Ning Xi pulled it, two or three petals fell to the palm of his hand.

Xing Cheng's characters were written crookedly, and Ning Xi had to read them one by one for a long time before he could understand the five hundred characters.

He took out a piece of draft paper from the drawer, tore it up, spread the scraps of paper on the table, took out his mobile phone, took a picture and sent it to Xing Cheng.

Back then it was still popular to use q|q. Ning Xi's profile picture was pure white, and her screen name was just two characters, Don't Disturb.

Xing Cheng was full of apprehension, whether his brother would be a little moved after seeing it this time, but the phone q|q turned on, and he was very concerned, Ning Xi's news directly popped up on the screen.

Do Not Disturb: Write again, this is your end.

At that time, Xingcheng was only fifteen or sixteen years old, so he was a bit fragile.

He thought for a long time, and felt that the color of the torn piece of paper sent by Ning Xi was different from the one he wrote. He even took it for comparison, but he also felt that with Ning Xi's personality, there was an 80.00% possibility Sex is to tear up his self-criticism.

Since then, Xing Cheng has never skipped class to wait for Ning Xi at noon, and today he suddenly feels that he really wants to see him.

This is how I felt when I was a student. Everyone wears the same school uniform, and there is not much difference in height, but Xing Cheng can always be among the students who pour out of the school gate in large numbers.

He saw Ning Xi at a glance.

The school implements all-in-one cards, and there is an access control for entering and leaving the school. One card per person, and the control is particularly strict.

The repeat class of the third year of high school had to enter the school one hour earlier, and Xing Cheng had lunch at noon, so he took a group of brothers and ate it at the noodle shop opposite the school gate.

He was having a good time eating, and it was fucking amazing to mix some vinegar with burning noodles. He wanted to add more, and mixed vinegar into the noodles with a bottle of vinegar, only to hear his deskmate Ren Mei yell at the side: "I'm Fuck, Xingcheng, is that your brother?"

Hearing this, Xing Cheng's hand holding the bottle trembled, staring at Ning Xi who was stopped outside the school, he frowned and said, "Why did you stop him?"

Ren Mei also stretched her neck to look around: "Did you lose your school card? It seems that you can't find it in your pocket..."

Five or six boys were sitting at the entrance of the noodle shop, looking at the school gate in unison.

The road at the school gate is quite narrow, and the security guards over there are blocking people and are on high alert. Naturally, they also saw a few of them poking their heads and looking over there.

Ning Xi also turned her head, almost at the same time, Xing Cheng quickly pressed Ren Mei's head, and both faces were buried in the noodle bowl.

The other brothers also worked hard, and quickly continued to eat pretendingly.

Ren Mei took a peanut and threw it into her mouth: "We just changed the security guard last month, so I probably don't know your brother."

Xing Cheng took a sneak peek and saw that Ning Xi had turned around and passed by. If he dragged on, he would be late.

Pulling a tissue to wipe his mouth, he picked up the Coke bottle and took a few sips like drinking, then slapped the table: "I'll go and deliver the card to him, and I'll come back as soon as I go."

One buddy was in a hurry: "Then how do you get in?"

Where can Xingcheng manage so much? After taking off his school uniform, he fumbled for the school card in his pocket, took out the card and put it on the table, stood up and said, "Cross the wall!"

Ren Mei was speechless, but she still had to remind him from the side: "Pants, pants."

Xing Cheng looked around, there was no business in this noodle shop, the other brothers stood up and surrounded him, and Xing Cheng took off his school pants again.

There is also a pair of five-point pants inside, just reaching the length of the knee.

Then, Xingcheng took the school card and crossed the road. He didn't see a car, and rushed over.

He rushed to Ning Xi with all his might, took out his school card, took a breath, and handed the school card to Ning Xi, panting and said, "Brother, your school card has been lost to me..."

The face of the security guard next to him was cloudy and sunny, and he wasn't sure if he saw Xing Cheng sitting among the group of boys just now.

Ning Xi's paralyzed face loosened a little.

What about walking?

Before he could ask, Xingcheng pushed him to the place where the card was swiped: "If you don't go in, you will be late!"

Ning Xi was pushed to swipe her card, and once she passed the access control area where she swiped her card, she turned her head in a panic, and saw Xing Cheng turned and walked towards the small noodle shop across the street.

Looking at it from the back, it is much more reliable than looking at it when I was a child.

The distance from the school gate to the classroom seems to be very long, Ning Xi looked down at the school card in his hand while walking.

The boy in the ID photo had a childish face, but his tough facial features were sharp and sharp, with sharp eyes and a smile at the corner of his mouth. He looked a little arrogant.

There are two words printed on the side of the photo.

gallop.