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"What do you think?"

Yao An was lying on his stomach by the pool, his chest heaving, when he was caught off guard and splashed with water.

He didn't answer, just picked up the floating board on the side and threw it at the opponent's face.

"Damn!" Zhan Xing slapped him when the floating board was about 1 centimeter away from hitting his face, "If I wasn't a quick-reflex basketball player, I would have been slapped to death by you!"

Yao An took off his swimming goggles and wiped his hair back: "What are basketball players doing in the swimming pool?"

"Old Ji said that you are not in the right shape today." Zhan Xing threw away the floating board, "Let me, a warm man, come and talk to you, don't affect tomorrow's exam." He squatted by the pool, looked left and right with his cheeks propped up: " At that time, I wondered, what's wrong with my deskmate, why didn't I realize it all the way?"

Yao An chuckled, licked the foggy lenses, and put them back on again: "It's unfounded to worry about."

"That's right." Zhan Xing nodded in agreement, and said, "I thought so before I came here."

Yao An's movement of getting ready to enter the water was stopped by his words, and he stood in the water: "What happened after you came here?"

"Brother," Zhan Xing looked at him worriedly, "You've swam 10 and 50 meters in a row, don't you feel tired?"

Yao An stepped on the water thoughtfully and frowned.

It's okay not to say, but when I said it, I suddenly felt a little pain in the muscles all over my body.

"Swim so much?" he asked.

"More than that." Zhan Xing thought for a while, "I looked at the beauties in bikinis by the window and looked at the outdoor swimming pool. I counted them only when I was tired."

"Are you that idle?" Yao An rolled his eyes at him, and continued to swim with the pool.

Zhan Xing stood up and walked along the pool at the same speed as Yao An.

"Is there something on your mind?" He threw out a sentence.

Yao An swung his arms, turned his head to the right, took a breath and said, "What do you know?"

"What do I know?" Zhanxing asked himself and answered, "As for gender issues, there is nothing I don't understand."

Yao An didn't answer for a while, and speeded up, only the sound of thumping water was left around him.

Putting his palms on the tiled wall, Yao An sat up with a push, and the water followed the gravity and flowed straight to the center of his feet.

Zhan Xing sauntered over, squatting on the diving platform next to Yao An, quite amused: "It's right."

Yao An took off his swimming cap and looked at him through the black swimming glasses. He had been with this guy for almost three years, and for the first time felt that the peachy trash in his mind had come to some use.

"Humans have an inherent hypocrisy, which may be more important than Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather." Zhan Xing muttered something, and put his hand on Yao An's shoulder intimately, "Have you had a fight with your girlfriend? I mean, you two have nothing to do this semester. remove……"

"No." Yao An shook off his hand, pondered for a while, and then threw his swimming cap on his lap.

If you go to the doctor indiscriminately, just go to the doctor indiscriminately.

"My brother has someone he likes, but he still doesn't tell me, what should I do?"

The long-distance bus only arrived at the entrance of the village. Yao Jianqi and Yan Huai'en got off the bus and walked slowly all the way.

After coming out of school, Yao Jianqi didn't say much, and kept thinking about the scene he just saw.

Yu Zhouyao was indeed right.

It's true that you are holding hands.

Yao Jianqi frowned, not knowing how to digest it.

"Are you hungry?" Yan Huai'en turned to him and asked.

"Oh, I'm not hungry." Only then did Yao Jianqi break free from his thoughts, realizing that he had been too silent just now, and it was rare for Yan Huai'en to not bother him knowingly.

"Grandma called when she was still in the car and said she left us some food, which is all your favorite food."

Yao Jianqi smiled and disagreed: "It must be because you like to eat more."

A crop of rice in the afternoon is green in the field, the air is mixed with the fragrance of magnolia flowers, and there is a hint of other fragrance with a lighter background.

Grandma Yao put the clothes on the clothesline, stretched the wrinkled hem, and took a step to the side. When she was about to put the sweater up, she was greeted by two beautiful faces.

"My sweetie."

Grandma Yao embraced Yan Huai'en with her right hand, and even though a wet sweater was in the way with her left hand, she bent her elbow to meet Yao Jianqi.

Yao Jianqi lowered his head and touched his grandma's gentle face, took the clothes over, smiled knowingly, and went to the other end of the rope to dry, leaving Grandma Yao to hold Yan Huai'en's hand, sending her words and body for fear of missing care.

After he finished drying his clothes, he walked to the kitchen following the sound. Grandpa Yao was lifting the wooden lid of the cauldron, and a puff of hot and humid white air came out, scalding his face and waving his hands repeatedly.

"Grandpa." Yao Jianqi called out with a smile.

"Here we come, see Qi." Grandpa Yao looked at his precious grandson through the gaps in the white steam. He was so tall. At first glance, he looked exactly like Yao An.

Yao Jianqi came to help him, but grandpa didn't want it: "No, no, no, the old woman will see it later and say I'm lazy." He pointed Yao Jianqi in the direction, "Go and see your cat."

The outdoor sunlight is deflected a few degrees, and it outlines the blue swimming pool in a stable and proper way.

Includes two deep backs.

"I don't understand." After a long time, Zhan Xing said.

"Right!" Yao An, who had gained a sympathy, was very pleased, "I'm his brother, how could he not tell..."

"You mean your brother has someone he likes, right?" Zhan Xing interrupted him to confirm again.

"Correct."

"So, you're so out of your mind today—" Zhan Xing pointed at both ends of the swimming pool, and made a dozen strokes according to Yao An's stroke, "Just because, your brother has someone he likes?"

Yao An reacted for three seconds before opening his mouth and saying, "No."

"That??"

"Because he won't tell me."

"..."

Zhan Xing simply got off the diving platform, slapped his butt: "I'll go tell Lao Ji right away, you're in pretty good shape."

As he walked, he said, "It's just a little brother accusation."

As soon as the words came out, as expected, they didn't come true.

Zhan Xing grabbed his trembling trouser waist with both hands, and gritted his teeth: "Yao An, if you dare to tear it off, I will fight with you!"

Yao An leisurely pinched his knee-length basketball trousers with unabated strength: "No underwear?"

"It's worn!" Zhan Xing almost broke his voice when he pulled him, glanced around vigilantly, and roared, "It's red!"

"Happy."

Yao An let go, and Zhan Xing hurriedly pulled out his pants from between his fingers, pulled up his waist, and quickly covered a line of Chinese red cloth above his buttocks.

"Your sister...your brother's!" Zhan Xing changed his words and cursed, "He must have been bullied by you a lot, if I were your brother, I wouldn't tell you!"

Yao An shook off the drops of water on his legs, got up and got a bath towel from the chair beside him, and put it on his shoulders.

"I love him so much." Yao An's eyes lit up, "It's him who bullies me."

"Hehe." Zhan Xing curled his lips, not believing it at all.

"Really." Yao An wiped his wet forehead with the corner of a towel, not asking others to believe it, "I don't hide anything from him, I take him with me when I do everything, and I think of him first."

Speaking of this, Yao An smiled slightly: "So he didn't even tell me this, I'm quite sad."