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The next day was Saturday, when Lin Xiaoman got up in a daze in the morning, the scenes of last night poured out like beans pouring out, which directly woke him up.

He stared at a pair of blank sleepy eyes, confirmed what he had done three times in a row, then mechanically climbed out of bed, dressed and washed, and finally stood in front of the mirror, looking at himself with messy hair inside.

Until now, he couldn't believe that he actually kissed Yi Mingze!Still the corner of the mouth!He has never even dreamed of playing this kind of hooligan, and he probably only dared to do it after drinking.

However, judging from Yi Mingze's reaction yesterday, it seemed that he didn't know that he kissed him, or that he didn't want to accept it, so he deliberately pretended nothing happened.

Thinking of this, Lin Xiaoman felt a little lost.

Since there is a one-week interval between the sixteen-eight and eight-in-four competitions, it is still necessary to keep training.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Lin Xiaoman appeared in the basketball hall with his schoolbag on his back. He walked in hesitantly, holding the bag with both hands like a primary school student.

Everyone was already there, Zhu Liyuan teased Lin Xiaoman that he was the first one to arrive on weekends, why was he so inactive today, Lin Xiaoman said that he went to the courtyard to find a teacher in the morning.

But in fact, he lied, he just didn't know how to face Yi Mingze, so he wandered outside for a long time with half a bag of unfinished buns.

Lin Xiaoman glanced around, but didn't see Yi Mingze. When he entered the lounge to put things away, he happened to meet Yi Mingze who was inside.

Yi Mingze cleared his throat and said, "Yesterday..."

Lin Xiaoman quickly interrupted him: "Yesterday's barbecue was so spicy, I had a sore throat this morning."

Yi Mingze choked for a moment, and continued: "During the party..."

Lin Xiaoman interrupted him again: "Did you ask Xihua that question on purpose during the party? To help Senior Qin chase someone!"

Yi Mingze walked up to Lin Xiaoman in two steps, bowed his head and said, "You..."

Lin Xiaoman interrupted again: "I'll know as soon as I guess!"

Yi Mingze: "..."

Lin Xiaoman kept interrupting, so Yi Mingze had no choice but to shut up.

Lin Xiaoman hurried around Yi Mingze to open the cabinet door, listening to the movement behind him like a rabbit.

Under Yi Mingze's watchful eyes, he opened his schoolbag as if nothing had happened, took out the record sheet from the schoolbag, and flipped through the window pretendingly, but two red clouds that could not be suppressed appeared on his face under the sun Rippling shine.

Yi Mingze looked behind Lin Xiaoman for a while with a complicated expression, turned around and left without saying anything.

Lin Xiaoman quietly turned her head and breathed a sigh of relief.

He's not stupid, so he wouldn't give Yi Mingze the slightest chance to question him!

The air conditioner was turned on in the basketball hall, and everyone, including Lin Xiaoman, was wearing team uniforms.

Legs exposed in ball pants, Lin Xiaoman was born with sparse body hair, a pair of thin white legs caught in a pile of strong dark thick legs, especially conspicuous, but, everyone only noticed this at the beginning, after getting used to it later No one cares.

But today, for some reason, Lin Xiaoman's legs suddenly became dazzling in Yi Mingze's eyes.

Because, it is too white.

Especially under the headlights of the venue, it was as white as jade, and when walking back and forth, it was loosely covered by the wide trouser legs.

During the game, Yi Mingze's mind was full of those two dangling thin legs, which caused frequent pitching mistakes, and was teased by his teammates that he hadn't sobered up from the wine last night.

After getting off the court, Yi Mingze went straight to Lin Xiaoman and said stiffly, "Go and put on your trousers."

Then he added: "Don't freeze."

Lin Xiaoman, who was counting the data, raised his head suspiciously, and seeing Yi Mingze's serious expression, he thought that he always dressed like this before.

Lin Xiaoman smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm not cold, aren't you wearing shorts too?"

Imingze said: "You are different from us, we are exercising."

"I'm also exercising, look!" Lin Xiaoman said, sitting on the high platform, with his feet off the ground, swinging his calves back and forth, kicking into Yi Mingze's heart like a rabbit's feet.

Yi Mingze looked away, almost blind.

"There is a kind of coldness that makes Brother Yi feel that you are cold." Zhu Liyuan joked, "Your brother Yi loves you, do you see when he cared about us?"

Qin Yang came over and pretended to be sad and said, "Yes, as your dearest roommate, brother Yi, I have never felt his greetings."

They said "You Yige" one by one, Lin Xiaoman was so coaxed by them, he immediately jumped off the high platform, happily changed his pants, and ended Yi Mingze's distracted thoughts.

During the training break, Yi Mingze went out for a trip, and when he came back, he carried a bag of throat lozenges and threw them into Lin Xiaoman's arms.

Lin Xiaoman, who was sitting on the stool reciting vocabulary, was stunned for a while, pulled the plastic bag twice, and looked up at Yi Mingze.

Yi Mingze touched his nose and said, "Didn't your throat get so spicy from eating barbecue?"

"Ah..." Lin Xiaoman was startled. He just said it casually in a hurry, but he didn't expect Yi Mingze to take it to heart. It seems that Yi Mingze didn't have any objections to him because of what happened last night.

"Oh~" Lin Xiaoman's brows were filled with joy, and a simple tone of speech made three or four turns, which made Yi Mingze's heart feel awkward.

Lin Xiaoman swallowed one, and said with a chuckle, "Oh, it tastes like fruit, how nice of you!"

"Well, as long as you like it." Yi Mingze said in a muffled voice, turned around and hurried onto the court.

A week passed, and it was time for the competition.

The rule of eight to four is relatively simple. The opponents are assigned by lottery. Only one game is played, and the winner advances to the next level.

The results are already obvious.

It takes more than three months for the waste wood to defeat the champion, which is a plot only in comics.

However, although winning or losing is already in front of us, everyone still went all out. Even if they stopped in the top eight, they were recognized by strong opponents, and they made an appointment to play together when they had time.

Today, Jiang Polytechnic's reputation in basketball has finally been reversed. Winning glory for the school in such competitions has finally made the school pay attention to the development of the basketball school team.

After the most important game of the year, it was just at the end of the semester. Everyone started preparing for the exam, and the basketball hall became deserted.

It was only then that Lin Xiaoman realized how much he and Yi Mingze depended on the school team to get along with each other. Recently, the school team stopped playing, which almost cut off all his chances to meet each other.

This sense of gap is particularly strong.

He will still go to the lounge of the basketball hall to study by himself, but there will no longer be the movement of playing basketball outside, or the players talking and laughing from far to near.

He was the only one in the originally lively stadium, and he would occasionally take his books to the basketball court and sit on the floor under the basketball hoop to read, since no one was playing anyway.

After all, at the end of the year, everyone has their own things to be busy with.

The weather was getting colder, and the school trees had lost their leaves and were tied up with festive lanterns.

Soon, it was Christmas Eve.

Yi Mingze didn't have this kind of extravagance, he stayed with his grandfather all day in the private hospital, took care of the ailing old man Yi, and even played a few games of Go with him.

It was getting late, and Yi Mingze took the taxi back to school. As soon as he turned on his phone, he saw a message from Feng Jian in the dormitory group: Brothers, there is a guy named Ma Qingyu in Building 2 who stabbed his roommate! !

This was followed by a photo, which was taken from outside the dormitory door. The floor was in a mess, with dark blood stains extending from the aisle to a bed on the right, and the desk and chair under the bed were all splashed red.

The strong impact made Yi Mingze suffocate, and his mind went blank for an instant.

He had only sat in that upholstered seat a month ago.

Yi Mingze immediately dialed Lin Xiaoman's phone number, but his big hands, which never trembled when manipulating the basketball, trembled so much that they couldn't even hold the phone.

However, the shutdown reminder from the other end of the phone caused Yi Mingze's strong heart to sink to the bottom of the valley instantly.