Bunch of grass

In the stands, most people’s eyes followed the trajectory of the small yellow ball in the field. Few people noticed that sitting among them, holding a sketchbook and interacting with the surroundings, or holding a SLR camera or holding a hand. The environment of the mobile phone looks a bit out of place for a young woman. Although her gaze falls on the court like everyone else, she just keeps drawing in the notebook with the carbon pen in her hand.

Hearing an exclamation, the pen in the woman's hand paused slightly, she held her breath, her dark almond eyes stared at the court, and saw that little yellow ball was picked up to fly high into the sky, even though the woman was not very good at tennis He is familiar with him, but he also knows that this is an excellent counterattack opportunity.

With just one ball, one can know whether this tug-of-war game is over or continues endlessly.

The tea blond man jumped up, his clothes flew up, he swung his racket and smashed the ball, the yellow ball narrowly brushed the net and hit the opponent's court fiercely, the audience was dead silent until the yellow ball After he stopped jumping and rolled out of the arena, there was thunderous applause from the audience.

The man standing opposite the tea blond man yelled, with a hint of annoyance and helplessness in his voice, the tea blond man raised his hand to help his eyes on the bridge of his nose, walked towards the man, stretched out his right hand, and clasped both hands , the applause seemed to be more enthusiastic than just now.

The woman frowned, lowered her head and continued to complete the painting, one, two... several pictures in succession, the scene just now was frozen in her pen, she raised the corner of her mouth slightly, but didn't notice the painting not far away from her A young man with dark green hair and sunglasses was staring at her intently.

The audience in the stands had almost left. The woman raised her head, and the two people on the field had long since disappeared. She closed the sketchbook in her hand, put the carbon pen in her trouser pocket, and quickly walked towards the exit of the field with her backpack on her back. Going, because the flow of people is relatively small, she put all her mind on the sketchbook, and didn't pay much attention to watching the road, just walked with her head down.

The sight in front of her eyes dimmed for no reason. The woman raised her head and saw a black wall. Before the stop signal from her brain was transmitted, she bumped into it, lost her balance, and sat down on the steps. pain……

An indescribable pain collided wantonly in her brain, and she didn't notice when the sketchbook in her hand fell to the ground. After a while, tears welled up in her eyes, and her vision was a little blurred. Several people surrounded her, and she saw until the person closest to her bent over to look at herself.

Two streams of heat slid across the lips, the woman stretched out her tongue and licked it, the taste of rust quickly spread in her mouth, she stretched out her hand to wipe it, and when she looked closely, her fingertips were dark red, the corner of her mouth smacked hard Wow, the situation that I usually only see in the golden eight o'clock TV series actually happened to me.

"Hello, are you okay?" A clear voice came from beside my ear.

The woman raised her head so that it was 180 degrees to the ground. She took off the backpack on her back and put it in front of her body. She took out a pack of tissues from the outermost pocket, and quickly took out a piece that was torn in half and stuffed her nose. Stopped the continued loss of blood, after all this was done, she raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her cheeks, held the backpack in one hand, and looked at the man intently, with a pair of big toad glasses on the bridge of his nose, she saw Not knowing the face of the other party, he slowly shook his head: "It's not very good."

"The person in front stopped just now, so I didn't leave, but I didn't expect..." The young man with an obviously Asian face explained in fluent English, with a hint of embarrassment on his handsome face, "Then I will send You go to the hospital."

"No...thank you." The woman shook her head again and rejected the young man's proposal. She knew that the real reason for all this was that she forgot to wear her eyes while walking. "I'll go to the hospital by myself." The woman tried to stand up while holding the steps with one hand , but didn't want to pull a certain nerve in a certain hidden part, and the pain made her sweat.

The young man noticed the woman's inconvenience, he raised his brows slightly, bent down, stretched out his hand, put one arm around the woman's back, and passed the other hand through the woman's knee, before the woman could react, both arms Using all his strength, he easily picked up the woman.

"This gentleman..." What is going on with this princess hug in front of the public! !

"Drive you to the hospital. It's free. You won't be charged." The young man cut off the woman's words involuntarily. He squatted down, picked up the sketchbook that had fallen on the ground, turned around and walked down the steps, striding forward. walked towards the gate of the stadium.

The enthusiastic summer wind blew through the sketchbook that the young man was carrying, and opened the first page. There were only a few simple self-portraits on the white paper. On the lower right corner of the white paper was a Chinese character: bell.

The strength of the wind increased a bit, and a few pages of the sketchbook were blown away. A man in a bathrobe appeared on the paper. The neckline of the bathrobe was opened a little wide, revealing a piece of skin. The expression of the man in the middle is almost similar to that of the young man who is holding a sketchbook in his hand at this moment.

Feng Ling, who was forcibly stuffed into the co-pilot, frowned. She put her shoulder bag on her chest, moved her butt slightly, and gave a "hiss". She turned her head and looked out the window, outside the tennis center. There are still bustling crowds, and there is a certain distance between her line of sight and the ground. Given her current situation, it is impossible to open the car door and go down. As soon as the screen was slid open, a clear voice came from beside my ear: "Fasten your seat belt, let's go."

As soon as the words fell, before the wind chime could react, there was a low motor sound, her body leaned forward slightly, the car started, and the mobile phone in her hand fell to the ground. She wanted to bend down to pick it up, but pulled her hips again She held her shoulder with one hand, and the warmth of the palm was transmitted to the skin through the clothes, only to hear the voice say: "Everyone said to fasten the seat belt."

"No, I..." Feng Ling turned to look at the young man, and the orange light fell on his handsome side face.

"Put on your seat belt." The young man emphasized the issue of the seat belt for the third time, and then said, "Also, according to the traffic rules, please don't talk to the driver casually while driving."

"..." Feng Ling pulled the seat belt buckle on his side helplessly, and roared in his heart: Nima, I have an appointment, big brother!

The black off-road vehicle shuttled through the streets and alleys of the city, and Feng Ling only watched the scenery outside the window roaring past in front of her eyes, the pain from her buttocks seemed to have eased a lot, the nosebleed seemed to be stopped, and she also seemed to go to bed. She got into the car of a stranger, so strange that she didn't even know the name of the other person.

Will it be sold?Or be killed?Or OOXX first and then kill?She remembered what her mother told her some time ago about the young girl who got into a black car and lost her life.

"Here..." Fengling's wild thoughts were interrupted by a sudden brake. The front railing was raised slowly, and the car drove into the yard. Several people in white coats walked past the front of the car, and some family members, who seemed to be the family members of the patients, were pushing patients in wheelchairs and wearing hospital gowns in the yard. walk.

Eh?Did you really come to the hospital?

The young man quickly found a parking space and parked the car. He opened the door and walked to Feng Ling. Feng Ling blinked, and before he could reach out, he pushed the car door and was about to put his feet on the ground, but was picked up again. Still in the ambiguous princess hug, Feng Ling stared at the young man with wide almond eyes, and the faint smell of soap passed through the gap between the tissue and the nose and was subtly captured by the olfactory nerves in the nose.

Hmm...it smells good, and it smells good.

Seeing the young man with dark green hair walking up the steps of the outpatient building of the hospital holding a young woman who seemed to be injured, the white coats all cast surprised glances. He looked at the hero and heroine hugged by the princess.

The young man walked up to an open door in a familiar way, raised his leg and kicked the door open, and turned his head in a white coat with messy hair to look blankly at the men and women standing at the door, with sleepy eyes, Feng Ling clearly saw an unidentified yellow solid hanging from the left corner of the white coat, and the two pieces of blood-stained paper stuffed in her nose fell into her bosom.

When the white coat saw the person coming, he raised his hand and scratched his messy hair, picked up a brown glass bottle on the table, walked towards them, and said, "Where did you help me find a test object?"

...The living experiment?Looking at the unknown item in the white coat, Feng Ling shuddered, struggling to get out of the young man's arms.

The young man put down the wind chime, strode to the front of the white coat, reached out and snatched the glass bottle from his hand, and patted the back of the white coat with the other hand: "Test your size! She was injured by me, I'm looking for you have a look."

"Girlfriend? Are you out of love?" The white coat narrowed his eyes and looked at the wind chimes that were moving towards the door step by step, "A person like you can actually get enlightened?"

"If you say one more nonsense, I will let this lose the chance to see the sun again." The young man raised the bottle in his hand, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a slight smile.

The white coat looked straight, coughed lightly, raised his hand and tugged at the collar, and looked up and down the wind chime: "Hey, beauty, where did you get hurt?" The nose was a little red, and there was a trace of dried blood on the top of the lips, which must have been carried out. The lips accidentally bumped into each other during the intimate movement, tsk tsk... This kid really doesn't know how to be sympathetic.Other than that, he didn't see any signs of injury from the girl.

The wind chimes that had moved her front feet out of the door looked back at the two, retracted her feet, stuffed the two pieces of paper in her palms into her trouser pockets, and a blush crept up her cheeks. He muttered under his gaze.

"Where? Didn't hear clearly." The white coat took a step forward.

Seeing this, Feng Ling quickly took a step back.

The young man grabbed the collar of the white coat, pulled him back, and squinted at the white coat: "You should clear your ears, she said her butt hurts."

With a "bass", red spread to the ears.

"Fuck you, she hurts in her buttocks, you can find me, I'm an orthopedic surgeon, an orthopedic surgeon!" the white coat roared, and Feng Ling could clearly see countless saliva sprayed on the young man's face.

The young man tilted his head slightly to avoid the attack of saliva. He put his hands in his trouser pockets and raised his chin slightly: "There are bones in the buttocks too."

The author has something to say: Everyone has a happy new year, and you have received a lot of red envelopes.This is the first day of work, if there is a BUG in the article, please point it out and I will modify it.This article is the second part of Unrequited Love, and it is also a series of articles in Wangwang Romance series. I hope you like it.