The First Emperor Said He Likes Me

Chapter 1

"Wen Yu, are you going to play?"

In Beijing in November, the weather is rare today, there is no smog, and the sun is very warm.

Wen Yu stood on the steps. He was wearing a blue and black plaid plush jacket, a white shirt inside, ripped jeans, short curly hair with a light tan color, very fair skin, double eyelids and almond eyes, and the pupils became Light brown.

Hearing the question, he looked over and said with a smile, "Gao Yang, isn't it cold for you to wear this?!"

The other party was wearing a loose sports vest, shorts underneath, and tight knee pads.

"It will be hot after playing basketball." Gao Yang slapped the basketball twice, making a bang sound, and urged Wen Yu: "No matter, the west basketball court is waiting for you, hurry up and change your clothes, don't get ink stained!"

After finishing talking and trotting away, Wen Yu knew that this guy must be cold. He looked at the dazzling sunshine, and thought that there was no class in the afternoon, so he could just play basketball.

When he arrived at the basketball court, Gao Yang had already pulled up the team and was warming up. Seeing him trotting over and patting him on the shoulder, he grinned and said, "Good guy, I thought you weren't coming. You're playing against the trade class today." , Well, Ji Tiantian is watching over there, don't lose face."

"For Ji Tiantian?" Wen Yu said.

Gao Yang chuckled, "Good buddy, I'll treat you to dinner after winning."

Wen Yu thought, if he knew it was because of this, he would not come here, but it is impossible to run away now to catch the ducks on the shelves.The members of the trade class are all over 1.8 meters tall, wearing vests and short sleeves, their arms are thicker than his, and the leader is choking with Gao Yang.

"It's alright, admit defeat if you can't fight, don't bother Tiantian in the future."

"Tiantian is not yours. Today I will talk about winning or losing. I will be annoyed when I see you." Gao Yang also lost his temper.

Wen Yu glanced to the side, and the two friends next to Ji Tiantian were booing, Ji Tiantian blushed shyly, seeing this, Wen Yu looked away, feeling bored.

The game has already started.

Wen Yu is 1.7 meters nine, thin, white and tender, and doesn't look like a basketball player. Gao Yang has underestimated him before and planted it in Wen Yu's hands, so he grabbed the basketball and handed it to Wen Yu.Wen Yu tricked the opponent with a fake move in his hand, leaped in two steps with his straight long legs, slapped the basketball to the three-point line, and raised his wrist.

"Puff-"

"Fuck, three-pointer!"

Gao Yang and Wen Yu gave each other a high-five with a smile, and the leader of the trade team snorted coldly, "Luck, come again!"

Afterwards, Wen Yu scored another two-pointer, and the business class began to pay attention to Wen Yu, and the result was to target Wen Yu throughout.

.......

Wen Yu was going to dunk. His jumping ability was really good. He was very light on his toes and jumped very high. He dunked the basketball in his hand. Seeing that one more ball would end the game, a shadow suddenly shrouded behind him.

"Be careful, Wen Yu!"

With the impact of a powerful force behind him, Wen Yu fell from a high altitude, the basketball in his hand scattered, and hit the door facing him. I don't know if it was dazzled, but when the basketball reached him, it seemed as if someone pushed it away.

thump.

He fell to the ground, and only then did he see who hit him, the leader of the trade squad, with a body as strong as a bull pressing on him.Wen Yu's face turned pale, and he pushed the opponent away with disgust, frowning.Gao Yang had already run over, pushed the leader, knelt down and said, "Where is the injury? Leg? I'll carry you to the infirmary. Hey, what kind of cleanliness are you still committing at this time?"

Gao Yang wanted to recite Wen Yu without waiting for Wen Yu to speak, his hand just touched Wen Yu's thigh.

"Don't touch me." Wen Yu's voice was tense, and he paused and said, "It's okay, just hold me up."

Gao Yang rolled his eyes, held Wen Yu's arm obediently, and said: "You look so nervous, you look like a little girl disguised as a man, okay, okay, I'm not kidding, I haven't seen anyone It's worse than your cleanliness..."

Fortunately it was just a sprain.

Gao Yang handed the medicated oil to Wen Yu, "Hey, rub it yourself, it makes me feel like eating your tofu."

"Thank you." Wen Yu lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "I'm just not used to getting too close to people, you know."

"I know, I know, I moved out just after my freshman year." Gao Yang sat on the chair and yawned, thinking about what happened just now, and said: "This group of people who are behind the scenes are really shameless, but it was so strange just now. A bull hit you, but the angle seemed to be off when you were about to fall, or it was more than a sprain."

Wen Yu thought of the basketball that was pushed away, and his hand touching the medicated oil stopped.

"Forget it, I'll take you back first." Gao Yang said.

The freshman had to live on campus, and Wen Yu moved out as soon as he was a sophomore, but the dormitory beds were still reserved, and he occasionally took a break at noon or something.The room he rented was in the community building opposite the school, one bedroom and one living room, neatly tidied up, not at all like a boy's place to live.

Gao Yang smiled when he saw the clean and clean floor, "I know why you moved out. Every time you go back at noon, the boss and the others must clean up carelessly."

"It's not that exaggerated." Wen Yu sat on the sofa, "You can take the drinks from the refrigerator yourself."

Gao Yang unceremoniously took a bottle of water, and then remembered that his bag and coat were still on the court, and hurriedly said: "I'll go back first, you should rest early, if you have anything to do, don't hesitate to call me." hurried away.

Only Wen Yu was left in the room.

He was sweating a lot just after playing basketball, but now that the cold wind blows, his short sleeves stick to his body, which is very uncomfortable. Wen Yu stood up, gasping for breath with his toes hurting, and went to the bathroom when he got used to it.

The glass was covered with water vapor, dripping down, and Wen Yu's thin and fair figure was vaguely visible.

Wen Yu quickly washed off the foam on his body. When his hands touched his thighs, disgust flashed in his eyes. After rinsing it off, he took a bath towel and wrapped it casually. He lifted his feet and walked out. Reeling, fell directly to the ground.

Under the bright warm light, the freshly wrapped towel fell off, clearly visible, shining between Wen Yu's legs.

In addition to masculine features, there is one more feature that belongs to women only.

Someone invisible in the air showed astonishment in his eyes, and then looked at Wen Yu who was sitting on the ground. As if he was afraid that people would see his place, the other party quickly pulled the towel cover, took a full shower, and then left.

What Wen Yu didn't know was that behind him, there was a tall man watching his back all the time.

With pity in his eyes.

Different from the boy who smiled confidently and sunny in the photo when he saw it for the first time, Wen Yu was frowning at this moment, with undisguised disgust in his eyes.

The tall man stood at the door, staring at Wen Yu who was changing clothes by the bed from a distance.

Wen Yu, who had put on his trousers, seemed to have noticed something, and looked at the door, but there was no one there.

"Strange." Whispered, Wen Yu picked up the medicated oil next to him and wiped it again, thinking of the basketball that was suddenly deflected, and the feeling that someone was watching him just after taking a shower.

But he was alone in the room.

His ankle was bruised and swollen. His skin was originally white, but looking at it now, the bruises under the skin were clearly visible, which looked very scary.

Wen Yu wiped it gently with a cotton swab, hissing in pain, his brows were wrinkled, his eyes were still full of water, he was afraid of pain since he was a child, and felt pain more strongly than others.

The tall man at the door saw Wen Yu like this, and there was a hint of a smile in his cold eyes. This stupid boy, the medicinal oil has to be rubbed with heavy hands to make it effective. Now he is much more squeamish than before, not at all like widow's...

He hurt his foot and didn't bother to make dinner by himself. Wen Yu ordered takeaway, and his favorite cartoon was on the projector in the living room. He looked at Wen Yu the whole time.

This child is the same as before, sensitive and quick to forget.

Around ten o'clock, Wen Yu was sleepy, tidied up the living room, limped on the bed wearing slippers, touched his ankle, and let out a low moan, carefully put his feet away, played with the phone for a while without knowing it I fell asleep.

The edge of the bed was sunken, and suddenly a tall man appeared in the room, sitting on the edge of the bed and looking at the sleeping Wen Yu.

The man's eyebrows were sharp, his eyes were deep, and his nose was straight. Just sitting there, the oppressive feeling of anger and prestige leaked out from his body. Wen Yu on the bed seemed to have noticed something, turned over, and might touch He frowned again when he reached his ankles, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Go to sleep." The man's voice was low.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Yu who hazily opened his eyes fell into a deep sleep again.

The man took the ointment from the air, looked at the white and tender feet on the bed, and the bruises on the ankles became more and more obvious. Seeing this, his eyes darkened a little, with a trace of anger on his face, he squeezed the ointment into the palm of his hand The heart, after rubbing the heat, slowly covered the bruised ankle.

The sleeping Wen Yu bared his teeth in pain, the man let out a low laugh when he saw this, but his hands did not lose any strength, rubbing the medicinal oil evenly, looking carefully, a trace of white mist entered Wen Yu's ankle skin along with the medicinal oil .

........

At eight o'clock in the morning, Wen Yu got up, stretched, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

After washing and going out to put on socks, I realized that something was wrong. Last night, Lao Gao’s ankle was swollen. He moved his ankle, which was flexible and free of pain. If it wasn’t for the red marks on his skin, he would have been as if he hadn’t been injured. .

"That medicine is quite effective."

I thought that the doctor said it would take three or four days to get better, but I didn't expect it to be better after one night.

In the morning class, when Wen Yu arrived, Gao Yang had already reserved a seat for him, and asked him, "Are your feet okay?"

"The medicine you bought is very useful, and it's ready."

"It's done when it's done." Gao Yang winked at Wen Yu when he said this, "Ji Tiantian in the front."

Wen Yu took out his textbook, turned his phone to silent, and said calmly, "You like Ji Tiantian that much?"

"I don't like it very much. Beauty, it's just pleasing to the eye. Don't you like it?" After Gao Yang finished speaking, he thought of something, and slapped Wen Yu's arm, "Do you know? The one surnamed Niu who bumped into you yesterday, I heard yesterday Walking late at night and falling on the edge of the road, he is also a talent, and he can break his leg on the curb, so I won’t have to beat him again..."

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