Bamboo horse please don't grow crooked

In the afternoon, Ye Zheng wanted to take Lu Yu to the court, saying that he wanted to let him have a taste of playing.

What's more, Lu Yu has gradually become more friendly recently, and his face is a little angry. This is a good opportunity to take him to socialize with the boys.

It just so happened that class 9 was also in physical education class, and the basketball teams of the two classes were immediately organized and assigned positions on the court.

Ye Zheng gave a general introduction to the players, then turned the basketball in his hand, and first showed Lu Yu how to shoot a few times.

Lu Yu observed the angle at which he bent his arms, and estimated the strength he used. After a few attempts, he successfully shot a basket soon.

"so smart."

Ye Zheng praised him with satisfaction, and explained patiently. After Lu Yu spent 5 minutes familiarizing himself with the rules, a ball game between the two classes began.

The first control of the basketball was taken by Ye Zheng. He slapped the ball neatly and turned around, avoiding several people who followed him to grab the ball.

Immediately, he glanced at the field, and without hesitation, he voted for Lu Yu who was quietly waiting on the spot, wanting to give him a chance to participate and perform.

Suddenly receiving the ball, Lu Yu glanced at it, smiled, moved neither fast nor slow, and dribbled the ball smoothly halfway, when he was suddenly stopped.

"If you don't know how to play, just give the ball to your brothers."

In front of him was a slightly rough boy from class 9, grinning provocatively at Lu Yu.

It is easy for the boys to play together, but they are a bit repulsed by Lu Yu, a gentle boy who is too different from them, and they don't understand why Ye Zheng wants to let such a position be played by someone who doesn't know how to play.

Lu Yu shook his head, refused to give the ball, and when the other party reached out to grab it, he turned slightly sideways, blocking the hand he wanted to grab with his shoulder.

"Isn't that weak?"

The other party was slightly surprised, and pushed hard, but found that it was not as easy as imagined.

It was just that he was blocked by a child who was two years younger than him. He couldn't bear it, and he became ruthless, and wanted to fight him.

A few seconds passed, and the players on both sides set their eyes on the two of them, puzzled by the confrontation between them.

"Pass the ball over here!"

"Hey, what are you two waiting for?!"

Ye Zheng saw that Lu Yu was playing well, and there was a smile in his eyes, but when he saw that he was in a stalemate with the boys from class 9 for some reason, he immediately frowned and asked aloud.

"what happened?"

The boys from class 9 glanced at Ye Zheng, then bumped into Lu Yu, and said in a mocking tone, "Hey, why is Ye Zheng so worried about you."

The other party was just making a joke casually, but Lu Yu's body paused, and the ball in his hand was touched by the other party in such a daze.

Just when the ball was about to be pulled out of Lu Yu's hand, he used too much strength, and Lu Yu also fell down.

From the corner of the eye, Ye Zheng rushed over in a panic, and Lu Yu completely let go of his hand holding the ball, and his body fell to the ground with a bang.

Everyone was startled, Ye Zheng had already arrived at him in time to help him up, checked his body for any wounds, and sure enough, he found a wound on his ankle.

His ankles were red and swollen, and his arms and knees were bruised to varying degrees. Because Lu Yu's skin was fair, the injuries were more obvious.

"It's not very serious, it's okay." The classmates in the same class breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where is it not serious?" Ye Zheng asked back. Although he had not encountered this kind of injury before, he felt distressed about the wound on the young man, and he was also worried that the ankle injury would affect the muscles and bones.

"Forget it, let's play, I won't fight anymore, take the child to the infirmary."

Ye Zheng waved his hands, hugged Lu Yu's body with both hands, tried a little, and then hugged him hard.

"Brother Ye, he's not a child anymore, don't hug him, he'll feel ashamed too."

The students in the class pointed at the two embarrassingly. Although he knew that Ye Zheng loved Lu Yu, it was not good to hold a boy in his arms directly in the public. Lu Yu is a big boy, and he would feel uncomfortable. Excuse me.

But Lu Yu shook his head and denied his statement, "No shame."

Ah Zheng treated him well, so why would he feel ashamed.

Ye Zheng smiled, hugged him tightly and turned around, and someone else kindly asked, "Then Brother Ye, let me go with you."

Lu Yu grabbed Ye Zheng's collar in displeasure, and muttered, "No."

"No need." Ye Zheng waved his hand and quickly left the court.

He likes to exercise. Although he is only a little older than Lu Yu, he still has the strength to hug him, but he must not last long, so he must hurry up.

Lu Yu buried his face in his neck, smelling the slight smell of sweat on his body, the faint fragrance of shower gel left on his skin, and the warm smell after being exposed to the sun. The pain seems to have been insignificant.

But when Ye Zheng saw Lu Yu shrunk into a ball and wanted to get into his arms, still holding his collar, he really thought that Lu Yu was in pain, so he endured it and asked him softly, "Really?" It hurts? Can you bear it?"

At the same time, he was blaming himself in his heart. He thought that Lu Yu didn't like sweating or being outdoors, so he didn't force him. Now that he thought about it, he should be allowed to exercise more, so that he wouldn't be so thin. can hurt.

As for the boy who had friction with Lu Yu, Ye Zheng didn't blame him too much, after all, collisions are inevitable on the court.

Fortunately, the teacher in Lu Yu's wound clinic didn't find any problems after looking at it, so he rubbed some medicine on him and put on protective measures.

At the end of physical education class, Ye Zheng stayed away from him because she was afraid of touching his wound during math class.

But Lu Yu didn't like him deliberately keeping a distance from him. He didn't even take notes in math class, which he was best at. Ye Zheng thought it was because of his arm pain that he didn't start writing.

When Lu Yu moved to his side, Ye Zheng almost touched his elbow, and immediately backed away.

"Be careful."

"I'm fine, don't worry." Lu Yu moved his hugged hand helplessly, because the teacher said that the two of them would separate again if their grades were not good, and he also had a legitimate reason to urge Ye Zheng to study.

"I'll teach you how to do the questions, come here."

"No, I will answer this question."

"What about this question?"

"..."

The author has something to say:

I saw the author's column that said that someone wanted to read the prequel, poked their ears with little hands, and looked for "Prisoner", which is a book from a long time ago. It feels quite different from now, and it seems to be poorly written.