The torn school grass is the lost first love? [Rebirth]

The spring breeze is warm, and the playground of Xingyi Middle School is surrounded by green grass, flowers, and butterflies.

Qu Linggong quietly put a box of vitamin oral liquid on a desk by the window.Looking at the clean and tidy items on the table, spotless, and thinking of the quiet and pure gentleness of the owner of the items, a faint smile floated on the corner of his mouth.

There are a few books neatly placed on the table, and the blank space of the cover is written with that person's name in a straight and strong style.

Qu Linggong couldn't help stretching out his slender fingers with well-articulated joints, and gently rubbed the words with his fingertips.

After a while, he walked back to his desk silently, and saw stationery and books scattered crookedly and messily on his desk, as if he was influenced by that person, and he couldn't stand his slovenliness.

Organize the items one by one, stack the books and put them in the desk.

At this time, Han Guangyu and Ma Zhiyuan filed in from outside the door. Han Guangyu saw Qu Linggong in the classroom with a puzzled expression on his face, and asked, "Brother Ling, why are you here? No, no Are you going to watch the ball below?"

Ma Zhiyuan said meanly to Han Guangyu: "Guangyu, what do you know? Brother Ling is afraid of affecting his family's normal performance."

Facing Ma Zhiyuan's ridicule, Qu Linggong just smiled, sat back in his seat, opened a page of exercise book, and calmly picked up his pen.

Looking at Qu Linggong like this, Han Guangyu was a little hesitant, not knowing whether he should tell him, but he spoke again in a mumbled voice: "That, that, brother Ling, don't you really want to go down and see your heart?"

Qu Linggong didn't even raise his head, he was sitting upright, as motionless as a mountain.

Ma Zhiyuan glanced at Qu Linggong's "Buddhist secret love" posture, chuckled, and teased Han Guangyu: "Guangyu, you can tell him directly. Otherwise, Brother Ling will find out later, so we have to follow him." You are in a hurry."

"Has he scored many goals?" Qu Linggong put down his pen, frowned and raised his eyes, his suspicious eyes wandered back and forth between Han Guangyu and Ma Zhiyuan.

Han Guangyu said: "Something happened, Luo Xiao is down there, we have been looking for you everywhere, just to tell you..."

Qu Linggong tightened his beautiful eyebrows, feeling that something bad happened to Zhang Junruo.

I only heard Han Guangyu say: "Jun Ruo had a problem during the basketball game, and now he is outside the court..."

Before Han Guangyu finished speaking, Qu Ling stood up respectfully, changed his calmness just now, and swept past Han Guangyu and Ma Zhiyuan like a whirlwind. Everywhere he went, tables and chairs rubbed against the marble floor, making teeth-rending noises. With a sharp sour sound, Han Guangyu's eyes blurred, and Qu Linggong had disappeared outside the door.

Ma Zhiyuan smiled and said: "Look, look, our Brother Ling is still the same Brother Ling, so calm, mature, calm, all pretending, as long as you mention Zhang Junruo to him, he will return to his original form in a second, hey-hey."

While galloping, Qu Linggong glanced around the playground.Seeing the situation on the basketball court, a pair of good-looking sword eyebrows were twisted together, and a deep groove was squeezed out on the forehead.

The match between the sophomore and the senior year on the basketball court was at halftime, and there were at least three circles of people outside the court.

Qu Linggong took a quick glance and saw three familiar figures in the crowd—"Two-dimensional three sisters", they were holding towels, parasols, drinks, and a boy's school uniform jacket in their hands.

Seeing the three of them, Qu Linggong felt that things were going to get worse, and then looked at the crowd surrounded by three circles of girls.

The girls looked mournful one by one, as if they were mourning collectively, with worried and distressed faces, and a few of them were still secretly wiping tears.

Seeing this, Eldest Young Master Qu was terrified and dizzy.He waved his big hands mercilessly to both sides, frantically pushing away those people who were in the way.The girls shouted and complained after being pushed and shoved by him.He also turned a deaf ear.

Walking quickly to the innermost floor, he saw that the people surrounded by the crowd were——Zhang Junruo!

A heart throbbed suddenly, and there was a chill in my heart, as uncomfortable as if the apex of my heart had been pricked with a needle.

Zhang Junruo twisted a pair of beautiful feathered eyebrows, his face as pale as snow was dripping with cold sweat, he didn't wear a school uniform jacket, just put on a pure white short-sleeved T-shirt casually, and a white wristband was worn on the arm with the scar , a pair of smooth elbows resting on the asphalt non-slip surface of the basketball court.

The slender back was half leaning on the ground, the ankle of one leg was grasped by Luo Xiao's big hand, stretched straight up and lifted up, accompanied by Luo Xiao's movements, Zhang Junruo's eyebrows became tighter and tighter, and he closed his eyes. With a pair of beautiful inner eyes and thin white lips tightly pressed together, he couldn't help but let out a groan.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?" Qu Linggong pushed aside the people in the front row, and stepped into the inner circle, his face full of panic.

Luo Xiao glanced at him, glanced at the panic on Qu Linggong's face, and said calmly: "It's okay, the whole audience is cramping, please calm down!"

"Cramp?" Qu Linggong felt relieved, and let out a breath that he hadn't had time to catch just now.

He crossed his body, took Zhang Junruo's ankle from Luo Xiao's hand, and said, "Let me do it."

Luo Xiao looked up at Qu Ling Gong's sweaty face, and stepped aside graciously.

Qu Linggong didn't dislike the dust on the soles of Zhang Junruo's shoes, he directly grabbed Zhang Junruo's feet from the soles of the shoes with his big hands, and helped straighten his legs with one hand, pursed his lips imperceptibly, ruthlessly, and pushed upwards Lift it up.

The severe pain was coupled with the spasm and convulsions of the calf muscles, spreading from the soles of the feet to the entire leg, and the throbbing muscles on the calf were suddenly tightened and stretched vigorously.

Zhang Junruo took a quick breath, gathered his eyebrows between his forehead, tightly closed his beautiful eyes, bit his lower lip with his white teeth, and sealed a painful cry deep in his throat.

Sweat dripped from his forehead, wet the hair on his forehead.

A girl standing next to him couldn't stand it any longer, and knelt down on one knee beside him, wiping his forehead sweat with a tissue.

Qu Linggong felt that the girl caressing Zhang Junruo's white fingers was an eyesore, and wanted to tell her to stand far away.But seeing Zhang Junruo's painful expression and dripping sweat on Zhang Junruo's pale, waxy face, he held back and didn't stop her.

He lifted that leg and forced it to straighten for a long time, until the severe throbbing pain on his calf turned into a tingling pain, Zhang Junruo opened his eyes that were misty and half-opened his mouth, panting lightly looking at him.

Zhang Junruo looked as if he had just been fished out of the water, strands of broken hair clung to his forehead, and his eyes were as black as black jade, shining with a glint of light.

Qu Linggong felt hot and dry in his lower abdomen, and quickly looked away.

He gently put down Zhang Junruo's legs, not daring to look at his face, his eyes fell on Zhang Junruo's collar, and asked in a soft voice, "Are you okay?"

Seeing Zhang Junruo's thin chest rising and falling slightly, his clear voice was a little hoarse and nasal, and he said softly, "No, it's all right."

"Oh," Qu Linggong replied, stretched out his hand to grab Zhang Junruo's wrist, picked him up from the ground, bent down and carefully patted the ashes on his pants, and the girls in the three circles around him gasped. .

Zhang Junruo stood up, slightly adjusted his stance, and tentatively put his right foot on the ground.After walking a few steps, the peroneal muscle of the calf was still throbbing, but the piercing pain just now had disappeared.

He turned his head and took a deep look at Qu Linggong who was standing aside, and thanked him.

Qu Linggong raised the corners of his mouth and smiled faintly, the smile was like a breeze blowing on his face.

A senior student over there ran over, squeezed into the crowd, and asked Zhang Junruo, "The second half is about to start, can you still play?"

Zhang Junruo turned his head, with a nonchalant and indifferent expression, as if the person who fell to the ground sweating profusely just now was not himself, and nodded towards that person.

Qu Linggong frowned, stepped forward and grabbed his arm, and before he could speak, the three circles of girls around him spoke in unison to dissuade him.

"Jun Jun, don't go."

"No, I can't play the second half with cramps, and it will still hurt."

"Junjun, I can't play anymore! Muscle fatigue will cause cramps!"

They yelled "Junjun" in a hurry, as if they knew Zhang Junruo better than Qu Linggong, Qu Linggong frowned and curled his lips, just letting them persuade him, saving himself the tongue.

Unexpectedly, it was useless for so many people to persuade them. Zhang Junruo only gave them a "nothing" as a perfunctory, raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his brow, and ran out.

Before Qu Linggong had time to catch up, Zhang Junruo had already stood on the court. A whistle sounded, and the second half of the basketball game began.

Qu Linggong didn't dare to go far, and stood among a group of girls who were staring at each other and worried at the same time. They were two heads taller than others, and they looked tall and powerful, standing out from the crowd, very abrupt.

He squinted a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes, looking at the boy who was galloping on the field. The boy was only wearing a white T-shirt, and the line in his arm was suddenly dented, making him look thin and slender. He hadn't completely taken off his youthful youth Astringent and thin.

The chest and back were soaked in sweat, fitting her slim body. There was a thin layer of muscles on the chest, slender hands and feet, and the muscles of the whole body were evenly long and tight. When attacking, she was majestic, like a A sword unsheathed in awe.

So beautiful, he thought.I really want to put him...

Just now, Zhang Junruo was under him, and his white face covered in cold sweat came to mind, sometimes he bit his lip and endured, sometimes he frowned and panted lightly.Qu Linggong suddenly felt hot and dry, and an electric current shot up from his back all over his body.

His boy grew up and so did he.he thinks.

He suppressed the throbbing in his heart, raised his eyes again, and chased the focus on the field.

About 10 minutes into the second half, Qu Linggong noticed something strange.

Zhang Junruo couldn't keep up with the speed when he dribbled the ball several times, and he had some problems with rebounding and taking off a few times. There were also several times when his teammates passed the ball to him. When he stepped forward to catch the ball, his feet were obviously lagging. Can't keep up with the rhythm.

Relying on dribbling and ball-handling skills and amazing three-pointers, he can barely get through.Others looked at Zhang Junruo's handsomeness and skill, only Qu Linggong stared at his cramp left leg all the time.

There are only a few minutes left in the second half, Qu Linggong thought, if Zhang Jun likes to be brave, let him play until the end, it seems that he can still survive physically.

Qu Linggong stared closely at Zhang Junruo, and he made a decision in his heart that if there was any sign of something wrong, he would definitely pull him off the field without hesitation.

However, before Zhang Junruo's leg could no longer support him, a tall and muscular boy in the third year of high school made a violent rebounding move and knocked Zhang Junruo to the ground, who was not so flexible because of his leg injury.

Before the referee blew the whistle, and the others reacted, Qu Linggong rushed into the basketball court and saw a scratch on the man's knee, with bright red blood oozing out of the snow-white school uniform trousers. The people who were looking after each other picked him up and carried him away from the playground.

In the infirmary, Mr. Wang sat by the window and leisurely served a cup of tea.He raised his eyes and looked at the two people who were lying and sitting on the side of the wall.

There was a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth.She knows these two people.And, impressive.

It must have been winter last year, and the two of them were also like this. The thinner boy passed out due to hypoglycemia, and the taller boy carried him to the infirmary, and asked earnestly with a worried face.

He had never had any direct contact with that sickly boy, but she still remembered this tall boy with sword eyebrows and starry eyes.In my memory, I was a boy who looked careless, but was actually very careful and considerate.

Their relationship is still as good as it was then.Teacher Wang in the infirmary had crooked smiles, looking at the pair of Bi people, he just felt pleasing to the eye, the crisp wind was warm, and the spring was beautiful.

The scrape on Zhang Junruo's knee had already been treated with alcohol and liquid medicine by Mr. Wang, and then wrapped up with a bandage.

He thought nothing was wrong, but Qu Linggong insisted that he lie down in the infirmary for a while, but he couldn't resist, so he obediently leaned on the snow-white single bed to rest.

Like a door god, Qu Linggong blocked the girls who followed them at the door, and only picked some mineral water and snacks from the girls to stay, and kept the iced Coke, Sprite, and The lattes were sent back.

Teacher Wang saw it, nodded, and said in his heart: This is such a careful child.

Qu Linggong randomly found a chair, sat in front of Zhang Junruo's bed, reached out and rummaged through the little things presented by the girls, picked out a small bottle of oral vitamin liquid, lifted the lid, inserted the straw into the glass bottle, and handed it to Zhang Junruo ordered in a deep voice, "Drink."

Zhang Junruo raised his eyes to look at him, stretched out his thin white and slender fingers, took the small bottle, put the straw against his lips, and sucked it obediently.

Qu Linggong pursed his lips, very satisfied with Zhang Junruo's reaction. He moved his eyes down and saw Zhang Junruo's sweat-drenched thin T-shirt tightly attached to his chest. Sweat stains stick to it, revealing its shape.

On Qu Linggong's delicate neck, the Adam's apple couldn't help sliding up and down, and he got up and put Zhang Jun on some cool sports coats sent by the "Two-dimensional Three Sisters".

Zhang Junruo raised his eyes to look at him ignorantly, his clear eyes were full of puzzlement, and then he lowered his head to look at himself, and then reacted, his cheeks flushed instantly.

☆, smoked intoxicating