tell me

The rubber sole rubbed against the PU court ground and made harsh sounds. The shouts of the cheerleaders and the impact of the basketball on the ground constituted a scroll of sweat and youth.

After getting the ball from his teammate, Lu Yinke passed the two in a row, his tight calf muscles stretched out in an arc, and he crossed the half court in a few seconds.The inside line took off, leaned back slightly, flipped the wrist, the basketball hit the backboard and reflected into the basket, and the net trembled.

The whistle blew, halftime.

"Good shot!" His teammates ran to give him a high-five, surrounded him and walked off the court. "We led by eight points in the first half. If we continue to play with this momentum, we will surely win."

While walking, Lu Yinke lifted up the corner of his number shirt to wipe off the sweat from his face. His symmetrical and well-defined abdominal muscles flashed past everyone's sight, and were quickly covered under a thin layer of clothes.

His chest heaved and heaved, each breath was not deep, and he exhaled quickly.It's just that the eyes are downcast, showing a little bit of fatigue.

Sitting on the bench in the rest area, he wiped his sweaty side face with his arm again, frowning and silent for a few seconds, before looking up at a group of excited teammates.

"Don't be too happy, their center hasn't fouled yet, don't let your guard down."

"Hey, that's not right. Maybe he has reformed himself and wants to play well. You have to give him a chance." His teammates laughed and threw him a bottle of mineral water, "Brother Lu, your water."

Lu Yinke took it with one hand, unscrewed the bottle cap and drank it with his head raised.It seemed to be a bit venting, and he drank the whole bottle in one go.

He played with the plastic bottle, twisted it into a twist, and flattened it little by little.Until it was so hard that it could no longer be shaken, and shrunk into a dry ball, then the bottle cap was screwed on again, and it was thrown into the trash can next to it.

"Today I had a fucking problem with my performance, and several shots were intercepted. Fortunately, Brother Lu is awesome and carried the whole court." A teammate saw that Lu Yinke was not in the right state, so he put his hand on Lu Yinke's shoulder, "What's wrong with Lu Yinke?" Is it? Why don’t you talk now? Wasn’t it pretty exciting at the beginning? Are you okay?”

Lu Yinke shook off the touch on his shoulder uncomfortably, moved back, his voice was dry and cold, like firewood wet by rain, "It's okay, I'm fine."

"Oh, really? Maybe I'm worrying too much, as long as it's okay." The teammates withdrew their hands in embarrassment, and temporarily changed the subject, "Hey, hey, come here, let's discuss how to play in the next quarter. I am I think, aside from the center forward, the power forward on their team is also very good, he can defend me..."

Lu Yinke clenched his fists on his knees, glanced casually at the entrance of the gymnasium, but the person he was waiting for hadn't appeared yet.

The game has been postponed for half an hour due to the referee's reason. According to the original time, it should be coming to an end now.

But the person he was waiting for hadn't appeared yet.

Did Han Wentao not bring anything with him or did he remember the wrong time?It is not impossible to go to the wrong place and to have something happen temporarily.

Tsk, after all, he was too timid, even confessed in the most negative way.

Lu Yinke scratched his hair irritably, forced himself not to think about the worst answer, and forced himself to cheer up, what if he came in the second half?But he couldn't let him see himself sluggish and overtaken.

But what if he doesn't come?

To be honest, he didn't think about the situation where the other party didn't come.

……

Actually not.

Of course he thought about it.

To come, or not to come, are just two choices, except for personal emotional factors, it is of course equally possible.As a person who can use a computer to perform high-end permutations and combinations with rigorous logic, it is impossible not to think about it.

But he just avoided it on purpose.

He just deliberately didn't consider the possibility that was not in his favor.

Although that is the most likely outcome from the current point of view.

"Py--" the whistle sounded again, and the teammates encouraged each other to step onto the court again.

Oh, and he's still playing.

Almost forgot.

idiot.

He suddenly cursed in his heart, if he doesn't come, you deserve it.

It was you who forced the one you love away.

"Lu Yinke! Catch the ball!"

The basketball spun and hit the midfielder, but the person not far away moved slowly as if he was in a daze. When he regained consciousness and opened his five fingers, the ball had already been intercepted by the opponent.

This situation has lasted for a whole third quarter, and Lu Yinke's state has taken a turn for the worse, making all his teammates baffled.

"Hey, trash. Didn't you look amazing in the first half? Why did you wither so quickly? Ah, I heard that you are impotent, so it's true?" The mocking tone of the other side came into his ears, "Oh trash It's trash, and trash doesn't deserve to have followers."

Lu Yinke was stunned for two seconds, as if something in his mind was breaking and disintegrating.He made a sharp turn and strode to catch up with the man, and when the man was about to dunk, he jumped up violently, raised his arms high and shot the basketball out of the three-second zone again.

"You're a fucking piece of shit," he shot back, grinning.

After that, Lu Yinke suddenly seemed to come back to life, and the scores that had been tied or even overtaken gradually climbed back.He even scored a three-pointer, and his smooth movements won the cheers of the audience, but he just wiped his sweat and lowered his brows and looked closely at the timer.

"Py--" the whistle sounded, the last half of the quarter.

The center of the chemical team began to foul, and the score was stalemate for a while.

"Foul! Computing system free throw!" The referee shouted.

Lu Yinke snorted disdainfully, it would be good if the blind referee made one foul out of three.

The ball is spinning, spinning and swinging around the ground and in the hand.Lu Yinke finally squatted down, jumped up, shot, and the ball was scored.

He rushed forward and started grabbing rebounds again, as if he wanted to vent all his unwillingness and anger.

In the last half minute, the point difference was two, and the computer department took the lead with a slight advantage.

He probably won't come, after all, including the delay time, more than half an hour has passed.

He definitely won't come.

He felt a little relieved, even though behind the relief was bloody pain.

Then at least play this game well, even if he is not there, keep the promise of winning.

The last time Lu Yinke intercepted the ball, his gaze was unprecedentedly firm.He missed a two-point shot, and he hurried forward to grab an offensive rebound.

He just stretched his arms and stepped up, and he was still in mid-air, but his peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of a man in a snow-white sweater walking into the entrance.Before he could react, his movements paused for a moment.

At this moment, the opposing center snarled and inserted his arm obliquely into the gap between his neck and his arm, suppressing him in a posture that almost broke his neck, and raised his hand to reach the ball back.

Lu Yinke lost his center of gravity and fell in response, like a dead leaf broken in the wind, but also like a sugar ball dropped into a glass jar.He landed on his knees and rolled heavily on the ground three times.

The dull sound overwhelmed the whistle, overshadowed the shouts of teammates, and overshadowed the collision of the basketball rebounding from the ground.

At that moment, something rushed out of his eyes uncontrollably like a tide, and hit the ground hot.

He suddenly felt wronged.

It hurts too.

Physiological reactions preceded instincts, mixed with emotions and overflowing together.

Familiar and pleasant smell, the scent of soap that had been away for more than half a month entered his nose again, and someone stood beside him and asked with seven points of anger and three points of distress: "Did no one teach you how to play basketball? Your hands are so dirty I'm afraid it's not a psychological problem, is it?"

Lu Yinke heard this weak but the most malicious scolding that Du Yu could do, and suddenly wanted to laugh again.While he wanted to cry, he couldn't hide the upturned corners of his mouth, like a young child who lost control of his emotions.

"Why are you still sitting? Can you stand up?" Du Yu asked.

Lu Yinke quickly wiped his eyes twice with his wrist, and was held up by him very docilely, without saying a word.

Teammates also came over in twos and threes, some greeted each other's parents, some cared about their teammates, and some looked at Du Yu with curiosity.

"Brother Lu, this is...?"

Although Lu Yinke was injured, his knees were bruised and his knees were trembling and he couldn't stand upright, but the smile on his face shone like stars: "This is my boyfriend."

The teammates were stunned for a while, and then you looked at me and I looked at you, and they laughed and said: "Hey, Brother Lu made fun of us again."

Lu Yinke didn't refute after hearing this, but just looked back at Du Yu's expressionless side face, but his heart was as sweet as honey, so sweet that he forgot the pain for a moment.

"You can carry me back to the waiting room, this game..." He looked at the free throw that went into the basket, "We won."

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Limping into the lounge with difficulty, Lu Yinke looked at the purple to black bruises on his knees against the light.

"Hiss...it's a bit serious." He glanced at it lightly and then stopped looking, as if it was an object that had nothing to do with him.

"You're here," he stated with a blink of an eye, "a bit late."

"...I thought you were done fighting, so come and have a look." Du Yu turned his head unnaturally, half of the light and shadow were covered by his crow-black eyelashes, "But didn't you win? That's not bad."

Lu Yinke stared straight at him with incomparably naked eyes, stared straight into his bright eyes and then tentatively looked at himself, "Then what if I leave?"

"Leave?" Du Yu pursed his lips subconsciously, his tone weakened for a while, "Then let's go..."

"You want to say forget it?" Lu Yinke asked quickly.

"Du Yu." His calm voice seemed to be misty, with some inconsistency, "Do you know what it means to come?"

Du Yu didn't answer, just stared at him quietly, his expression was as quiet as that night with the starry sky.

"You are crying," he said, looking at the wet eyelashes of the other party, "Why?"

"Huh? You found out about this? I thought I covered it up well enough." Lu Yinke paused, and a familiar snicker appeared on the corner of his mouth again, "Because it hurts too much, I can't hold back unless you kiss me , kiss me to be better."

Du Yu frowned, obviously refusing.But his face turned red, and his eyes also avoided looking at him.

"Du Yu, kiss me, kiss me, okay?" Lu Yinke pretended to be wronged, and pitifully covered his knees, "Oh, it hurts so much, it hurts me to death, woo woo woo, only Du Yu kisses you." Only dear can be good."

"Don't bother me, it won't heal if I kiss you, you won't hurt." Du Yu patted his knee with his palm a little angrily, making Lu Yinke yelp, yelling with real emotion.

"Don't shoot, don't shoot! It hurts! Really! I don't want you to kiss!" Lu Yinke held his hand with a ghostly cry, and then moved his face very close, "Then I'll kiss you."

He gently pressed his lips on Du Yu's lips like a chicken pecking rice, and kissed three or four times, each time he pouted slightly and made a slight noise, which made Du Yu embarrassed and uneasy, straightened up and leaned back.

When he had retreated to the edge of the chair, Lu Yinke finally pressed the corner of the chair with his hand, stroked his soft hair with the other hand, and finally pressed the back of his head.

He led him to lean forward, and he turned his cheek slightly, and finally stopped teasing and turned over completely.

He sucked his lips, sneaking his tongue in.Without any resistance, he began to entangle the other party's inexperienced tongue that could only dodge like his master.

Capture, plunder.

This is his city, this is his people.

There was a tsk-tsk-tsk sound as lips and tongue were intertwined. Du Yu couldn't bear it and finally stretched out his hand to push the restless person in front of him. The half-thin silver thread looked obscene and erotic under the light.

He began to gasp for breath, wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, and squinted at the culprit dissatisfied, but froze in the puddle of spring water.

Lu Yinke almost looked like he was about to cry again, his eyes were sparkling with undercurrents, and the corners of his eyes and lips were exactly the same red.

"Du Yu..." He murmured, stretched out his arms to embrace the lover in front of him, and locked him tightly in his arms, his fierce force seemed to break his skeleton.

"Du Yu..." He picked up the tip of Du Yu's hair with his cheek, his voice was so soft that it seemed to melt into the steaming heat of the two, he stumbled and said jerkyly, "I... like...you."

"I like you, Du Yu." Repeated again, this time without a pause, his body also trembled, "I like you."

He lowered his head, buried his face deeply in the hollow of Du Yu's neck, took a deep breath, and repeated again and again in a steamy tone, "Du Yu, I like you..."

"like you……"

The warm touch wet his shoulders, and Du Yu let him hug him fiercely, as if he wanted to press the blood into each other's bodies.

Burning pain, but extremely peaceful.

Finally, he struggled to free his arm from the scorching body.Wrapping around his back, five fingers straightened quietly, and finally rubbed the messy and sweaty hair as if in compromise.

Maybe it was too wet, and everything was too sticky. After rubbing it twice, he gradually moved down and touched the other's firm and powerful back muscles.

Under the fiery touch is a rapid and powerful heartbeat, it beats so hard, so naked, so magnanimous and full of vitality.

He thought his heartbeat at the moment must be as shameful as its owner.

He moved, and patted lightly once and for all, the rhythm was slow, with a sense of comfort, as if he was coaxing a child he loved the most.

"...Well," he replied softly, as soft as a young cat's meowing, "I heard it."

"I heard."

Speaking: [Small Theater]

"Du Yu..." The other party muttered softly again.

"Ok?"

"I'm hard.