I secretly liked you for the past ten years

In fact, Wang Ziwen, who receives someone's loving care and ardent gaze every day, is sometimes very careless.

This little guy named Mao Mao was shrinking inch by inch at a speed visible to the naked eye. He couldn't help wondering if it was because this guy ran around every day to increase the amount of exercise, or the money was spent on "chasing stars" , I can't get enough to eat, but no matter what the reason is, Wang Ziwen feels a little bit sorry for him.You said a soft glutinous glutinous rice ball, and it shrank into a small dumpling centimeter by centimeter in front of his eyes, and more than half of the meat filling was deflated. Of course he would feel guilty.So Wang Zi heard and thought about it, and felt that he should express something, so after training that day, he ran towards the white fat dumpling who was standing quietly by the side of the field, intending to say something to him.

As a result, before he got close, he saw the other party instinctively dodging back, Wang Ziwen quickly withdrew his momentum, put on an appearance of tenderness, and walked over cautiously.He had discovered early on that Mao Mao was extremely timid and shy of strangers, especially afraid of boys approaching. When there were many boys around, he didn't know where to hide, so he liked to sneak into the crowd of girls.At first he thought it was a lecherous little fat man, but later he realized that it was not the case. He didn't approach girls on purpose, but was inexplicably afraid of same-sex touch.This problem is a bit strange, the prince didn't think much about it when he heard it, just followed his little problem, tried to weaken his aggressiveness, and approached with a smile, "It's going to be late for self-study, why don't you go?"

Mao Xiaoyu saw that it was Wang Ziwen, she was not afraid anymore, instead she blinked, handed him the things in her hand, and smiled obediently, "Let's go right away, here's this for you."

That smile looked obedient and soft, and it made the prince feel a little itchy for no reason, and it took him a long time before he said, "I can't keep drinking yours for free, right?"

Mao Xiaoyu shook his head, rubbed the paper cup into his palm, and whispered, "I bought it for you, take it."

Wang Ziwen still didn't answer, but said without thinking, "Maomao, let me teach you how to play."

Mao Xiaoyu's hand holding the paper cup trembled suddenly, and she hurriedly raised her head.

"Come to the stadium after evening self-study, I will teach you some basic movements, do you want to learn?"

Mao Xiaoyu still couldn't recover and stared at him stupidly.Wang Ziwen felt that he might be too happy, so he patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "I have never been a coach before, and I am not very good at teaching, so you can just learn from it. despise me."

Mao Xiaoyu widened her eyes, finally turned the corner, and hurriedly nodded her head, "I, I'll learn!"

The prince was amused when he heard it, and felt that his appearance was really cute.He has always regarded this guy as an avid basketball fan, and he has been flattering himself, mostly because he appreciates his skills and wants to make friends with him.The people in their small city are simple and simple, their brain circuits are as straight as a steel needle, and they don't think about anything strange at all, so he smiled and nodded Mao Xiaoyu's forehead, and said, "Then I'll wait for you at the stadium, see you tonight .”

Mao Xiaoyu swallowed nervously, and stammered, "See you in the evening."

When Wang Ziwen walked away, Mao Xiaoyu's frantically beating heart almost exploded in his chest.

He thought excitedly: The senior is going to teach me how to play!

He taught me how to play!Just teach me to play alone!

Just the two of us!Hahaha!Just the two of us!

Mao Xiaoyu felt that she was going to fly, and was afraid that she was dreaming, so she quickly pinched herself, and found that the pain was very real, and she was so excited that she was overwhelmed.

So the evening self-study was a ghost, Mao Xiaoyu couldn't sit still all night, she was so excited, she ran out as soon as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, her schoolbag was unzipped, and rushed to the basketball court in a hurry.

Wang Ziwen was really waiting for him, even the posture of waiting for him was so handsome, Mao Xiaoyu looked at his slender figure that melted into the moonlight, and felt that his little heart started beating wildly again, and his whole body was about to burn.

As a result, the excitement didn't last half an hour before being slapped back to its original form by the cold reality.

Wang Ziwen sighed heavily, and said with a wry smile, "Maomao, you'd better stop learning basketball, it's really not...cough, it's not suitable for you."

Mao Xiaoyu blushed, felt too shameful, and dared not speak. Wang Ziwen couldn't bear to see his appearance, and comforted him, "But if you really like it, you can practice slowly. It doesn't matter if you play well or not, as long as you are interested." Always a good thing."

Mao Xiaoyu sniffled, and the pink bubbles that surrounded her body just now were all broken to pieces. He was silent for a long time, and whispered, "Actually..."

"Ok?"

"Actually... I don't really want to learn how to play."

Wang Ziwen was stunned, and asked strangely, "Then you still come to watch the ball every day?"

Mao Xiaoyu pursed her lips, then lowered her head again, "I like to watch you... you guys play, just watch."

Wang Ziwen suddenly didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Dare you watch live TV? Hey, I knew I was going through this effort... I just read the book for two days to learn how to be a coach for novices... It seems that it's all in vain. Look."

Mao Xiaoyu froze for a moment, then said in a low voice, "...Are you trying to teach me?"

"Yes."

"Just...to teach me?"

Wang Ziwen still smiled, "Yes."

Mao Xiaoyu stayed there for a long time, wanting to say a lot, but in the end he could only say, "You...you are so kind."

Wang Ziwen finally couldn't help it, his shoulders shook twice from laughing, he thought this little fan was so stupid, he was really cute, a little chubby dumpling, how could he be so cute?He smiled for a while, then asked back, "I'm playing, and you're happy just watching?"

"Uh... yeah..."

Wang Ziwen looked at him with his arms folded, and suddenly said, "Then you can play with me."

"……Well?"

"We're going to the province to compete. I'm still a little short of a three-pointer. I've been practicing in the gym every night recently. If you have nothing to do, come and accompany me," he said, winking at him, and added, " I need a picker."

Mao Xiaoyu immediately felt a sense of mission, straightened her back and replied sonorously, "Okay, I'll pick up the ball! I'm picking it up really fast!"

Wang Ziwen laughed again, and patted Mao Xiaoyu's silly head with his big hands, but there was a bit of tenderness in his smile.

That is to say, from that day on, Mao Xiaoyu accompanied Wang Ziwen to practice three-pointers in the gymnasium every night.

That scene was very funny. A tall boy practiced shooting without looking sideways, while a little fat man next to him arched his body and picked up the scattered basketballs hard and quickly, and carefully helped him put them back on the basketball hoop. inside.The two seldom talk, one is busy practicing, the other is busy picking up the ball, and there is very little eye contact, but the atmosphere is inexplicably harmonious: the one who shoots the ball smiles from time to time, and the one who picks up the ball smiles all the time Stop, there is only the sound of the basketball passing the rim, but that sound is like the most beautiful note in the world, making the coldness of the autumn night extraordinarily warm.

The results of the special training are really remarkable. Wang Ziwen's three-point shooting rate has gradually soared from the initial 5.00% to [-]%. Mao Xiaoyu's dog-leg disease has occurred from time to time since the first day in the gym. No matter what he did, he felt that the other party was shining like the sun. He took a small notebook and wrote down every progress of Wang Ziwen, and muttered while writing down, "Senior, you are so good. It's only been a month, and you have invested everything in it." !"

Before Wang Ziwen could express his opinion, Mao Xiaoyu muttered to himself again, "I heard that you took the first place in the exam again? Oh my god, how can you be so good? I can't do it, I can't play ball, I can't study, I can't look good. No, nothing will work..."

The prince didn't practice the ball anymore, instead he held the ball and watched Mao Xiaoyu chatting there.For the first time, he felt that watching someone babbling was more interesting than playing basketball.

Mao Xiaoyu was still looking at the records in the notebook and chattering, "On the 17th 60.00% four... yes, the arms were raised too high at that time, but now it's completely fine, senior, you are so enlightened, I just said that casually , you really completely overcome it, hey, you are a genius..."

Wang Ziwen finally couldn't bear it anymore, walked over and patted the back of his head, and said with a muffled smile, "Okay, like Mrs. Xianglin, nagging, nagging, you're going to knock off your ears."

Mao Xiaoyu was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, did it affect your practice? Uh, then I'll go to the side to clean the ball, so I won't disturb you..."

As he said that, he really wanted to leave, but Wang Ziwen held him back and called out in a low voice, "Xiao Mao Mao."

Mao Xiaoyu still couldn't be immune to these three words, and felt numb all over again, and let out a dumbfounded "Huh?"

Wang Ziwen pulled him over, stretched out his hand to smooth his hair, and said with a smile, "It's been more than a month, thank you for your hard work."

Mao Xiaoyu trembled after being touched by him, tremblingly said, "No, it's okay."

The prince looked at him for a while, and for some reason, he suddenly felt that he liked the nervous look of this guy very much.This kid is obviously a boy, but it always makes him feel a strange sense of protection from time to time. The prince can't help but think about whether he has been with men for too long, and his hormones are out of order. Be gentle with girls.He laughed at himself and didn't think much about it, but unconsciously softened his voice, and said, "I'm giving you a gift, thank you for picking up balls for a month with me." The bag, handed it to him, "Try it, do you like it?"

The surprise was so great that Mao Xiaoyu was completely stunned. He stared at the fluffy things inside and forgot how to answer for a moment.

Wang Ziwen took the thing out, twirled it gently around his neck, and said with a smile, "I don't know what to give you, but this is it. It's cold, so it should be very practical," the prince said. Wen wrapped the bib twice around his neck, put it on carefully for him, took a step back to look at it, and said with a smile, "I used to think you looked like some kind of animal, but now that you put it on, you look even more like it."

Mao Xiaoyu was stunned for more than ten seconds before regaining consciousness belatedly.He looked at the handsome and gentle young man opposite him for a long time, then suddenly grabbed the edge of his scarf and buried his head halfway in, and whispered, "Senior, I heard that you have been sent to Tsinghua University."

Wang Ziwen adjusted his scarf again, nodded, "Well, actually, I want to go to a sports school more."

Mao Xiaoyu pursed her lips, a little proud, "I heard that you got in based on your academic performance, and you're not a basketball special."

Wang Ziwen paused his fingers and said with a smile, "You are really a competent fan, you know me so well."

Mao Xiaoyu narrowed her eyes and smiled.

Wang Ziwen didn't know what was going on, and suddenly wanted to tell him something in his heart, "Actually, I want to play professional games."

"Enter the national team?"

The prince also felt embarrassed when he heard it, and scratched his head, "That's a dream."

"You can." Mao Xiaoyu immediately got out of the scarf and nodded seriously, "You will definitely become a big star and win glory for the country in the future!"

The prince looked at him for a while, smiled and stroked his hair, and said, "I hope."

Mao Xiaoyu blinked, and suddenly said, "Senior, our second year of high school is divided into arts and sciences."

"Of course we have to divide, what do you want to choose?"

"I think..." Mao Xiaoyu swallowed, and summoned up her courage to say, "Do you know that, when it comes to basketball agents, should you study literature or theory?"

Wang Ziwen was stunned suddenly, not quite sure what the words meant.

Mao Xiaoyu was so nervous that her breath trembled, and it took a long time before she said, "I want to be your manager in the future, is it okay?"

Wang Ziwen didn't speak for a long time, and at that moment, for some reason, he felt a slight tremor in his heart.

Because of the wholehearted trust and support of the person in front of him, he felt at a loss like never before for a moment.

He was silent for a long time, and finally took a deep breath, with a big smile, "Okay, then let's conquer the world together!"

Mao Xiaoyu immediately lit up her eyes, and said word by word as if swearing, "Okay, I will try my best to catch up with you!"

At that time, Wang Ziwen looked at him, and there seemed to be something inexplicable, but Mao Xiaoyu was immersed in great joy, and didn't have time to understand the meaning that flickered in it.

But maybe, even Wang Ziwen didn't understand it, so when the sudden car accident shattered all his expectations, he finally decided to give up that unattainable dream while looking at the cold moonlight outside the window on the hospital bed.

Including the joke about conquering the world, and the boy named Mao Mao who followed closely behind him and admired his appearance on the court so much.