why don't you laugh

Wait and see on the playground.

The sports big brother from Class 18 came over to say hello to Xiao Zhi. He was very enthusiastic and arrogant: "Student Xiao, I didn't expect to be in your class. It's a pleasure to meet you!"

He smiled and patted Xiao Zhi's shoulder in vain, and stretched out his right hand.Xiao Zhi squinted at him for a while, then stretched out his hand, and when he shook hands with him, his knuckles showed obvious blue veins.

It's not so easy at all. Class 18 is not only strong, but also famous for playing dirty balls.From a little distance away, Wen Wei and Fu Hang stared over there and muttered, "This is so annoying."

"When a king sees a king, he must die."

"I originally planned to see you at the peak, but it seems that this is the first round and it will be up to you."

Both Class 18 and Class 4 were on fire, and it was clear that this fight was not easy.The whistle blew sharply, and the two teams of tall and strong men collided fiercely. In Class 4, Xiao Zhi broke through, but was completely unable to exert his strength due to the key zone defense. He could only quickly pass the ball to Yang Feihong next to him to change his strategy: "If you can't break through, fake a pass to the open space. Don't just stare at me!"

"Roger that!"

Yang Feihong was still thinking about how Xiao Zhi was defended to death, he caught the basketball, stared at Guan Kun's movement, and jumped to pass the ball to Bai.

This game was extremely difficult, and the scoring efficiency of both sides was low.The soles of the shoes made the sound of "stabbing" in the playground, and they were in the midst of fierce battles and consumption.They saw that after the other party gave up Xiao Zhi and switched to Yang Feihong, their focus shifted, but at the same time they did not dare to relax their vigilance towards Xiao Zhi, and the scene gradually became quite anxious.

Xiao Zhi looked for an opportunity to rush in and dunk a few times in a row, and the score opened up.

——The field suddenly burst into cheers, and Wen Wei turned his head: "Damn it, keep it steady! Be careful, if you continue to waste it, the opposite side will definitely not work!"

Playing basketball consumes a lot of energy, and usually you have to rest after a game and replace players on the bench.The physical fitness of the sports students is relatively good, but they probably didn't expect that the group of strong men in class 4 were also of good physical fitness.

Yang Feihong was still acting as the small forward, and after receiving the pass from Xiao Zhi, he saw the hole in the sideline and was about to go for it, when two tall figures flashed beside him.

The sun was scorching, and there was a crowd of onlookers standing by the steps. Those who were close to the other side suddenly burst out, "Fuck!"

Yang Feihong was caught in the corner and was about to pass the ball, but the space in front of him was covered by two people, so he cursed: "Don't push me, please!"

"Did I push you?"

"Fuck you didn't push me???"

The ball in his hand was suddenly hit hard, and he was about to be caught by the opponent. Yang Feihong took the ball sideways, his knee was suddenly blocked by a calf, and then his center of gravity became uncontrollable and fell to the sidelines.

The whistle blows—

A group of people surrounded him, and Yang Feihong limped and jumped up, with black question marks all over his head: "Is the bastard moral? Who allows you to take the initiative!?"

"I didn't exert any strength." The other party was a tall boy with a slightly wide jaw and scribbled eyebrows and eyes. "I'm just fucking guarding against you, okay?"

"You didn't work hard, I will eat your father alive!"

"..."

The situation was a little chaotic. The referee came from the side wearing a hat, and heard Yang Feihong complain: "They violated the rules maliciously! Push me out of the field with force, and I was pushed out of bounds!"

The referee felt very tricky, and it was difficult to distinguish between deliberate or unintentional body collisions in the actions just now.He walked back and forth for a few seconds and said, "Class 4 is out of bounds."

There was an uproar at halftime.

Yang Feihong was dumbfounded: "Damn it, they tripped me out!"

The referee is about to leave.

Yang Feihong followed behind him: "Coach, this is wrong—"

He was dragged back by Xiao Zhi, his arm was tingling just now, and now he could clearly see that a piece of skin had been wiped off.During the intermission, everyone squatted beside their seats.

Zhu Xiao took out a band-aid and disinfectant: "Is everyone alright?"

"It's okay." Yang Feihong ignored him.

They looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a while.After a long while, Yang Feihong seemed to explode: "Class 18 is too good at playing the side ball. It's not good if you don't violate the rules, and it's even worse. Do you know why the Ninth Middle School is so bad? It's bad from the beginning to the end! Every year, I go outside to talk to other schools. The game was ridiculed: This is the notorious group of rubbish from the Ninth Middle School! It's a shame, it's just a fucking style!"

Indeed it is.

This notorious broken school is full of bureaucracy and money influence, the temple is small and the demon is strong, and the pool is shallow and the king is full of bullies.

"Oh." Wen Wei sighed.

Yang Feihong stared at the opposite side, gritted his teeth and said, "Otherwise we'll play dirty too?"

Xiao Zhi unscrewed the water bottle and looked up to take a few sips, the sweat rolled down his narrowed jaw. Hearing this, he raised his hand and slapped him on the forehead: "What are you talking about?"

"But it's disgusting! It's really disgusting!" Yang Feihong said incoherently, "The referee doesn't even judge them for malicious fouls. Instead, we accumulate violations and let them make free throws after counting. Why?! You have to be a good person, I Damn don't want to be!"

The atmosphere was quiet for a few seconds.

Xiao Zhi turned his head and looked straight at him.

The scene was a little anxious, Wen Wei put his arms around Yang Feihong's shoulders: "Brother Yang, don't say that."

Yang Feihong threw him away directly: "Don't be your bad guy, I just can't stand this group of trash! I don't want to be trampled on by this group of people!"

What you need to play is team awareness, a cohesive Team.Xiao Zhi pinched the body of the plastic bottle between his fingers, and remained silent for a while, watching over Guan Kun and the others: "You think so too?"

Guan Kun sneered: "If you really hit the dirty ball, I will directly hit him to death."

Everyone laughed, almost ready to move.

Boys of this age refused to admit defeat. They were originally a group of prodigal sons. They didn’t study well. They usually fight and skip classes to surf the Internet. Their awareness of rules and even morality is much weaker than that of ordinary students.

If you quarrel like this, if you don't stop them, it's obvious that the blood will be spattered three feet in the second half, and they will even fight directly.

Xiao Zhi unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle in his hand, threw it into the chair next to him, and glanced at each of their faces: "Do you know what annoys me the most? You obviously hate that kind of person, but you want to become that kind of person. No matter what you do now How irritable in my heart, my mother, I don’t allow you, anyone, to violate the rules maliciously.”

The voice quieted down.

"It's not because they're being mean, so they can't fight anymore," Xiao Zhi reached out, with slender knuckles, grabbed Yang Feihong's arm and pulled it up, looking straight at him, "What are you afraid of?"

Under the scorching sun, with the light behind him, Xiao Zhi's brows and eyes were covered with a layer of shadow, and his jawline felt sharp. After hearing the whistle, he turned to the court and said a few words: "Don't just be convinced like this."

Yang Feihong squatted for a few seconds, then slammed the mineral water bottle in his hand, hitting the chair surface with a "crash".

He stood up swallowing his anger, and Guan Kun next to him gave him a hand.

He didn't speak, but the hint was obvious.

In this group of people, except for Xiao Zhi, no one is willing to face those dirty balls.

Continue after the whistle blows.

Wen Wei hissed: "What should we do now?"

Chen Bing could tell just now that Class 4 was beginning to be emotionally unstable, and they were destined not to play well in the second half.

"Foul in class 18—"

"Fouls from class 4, accumulatively 3 times—"

"Foul in class 18—"

"Foul in class 4—"

Xiao Zhi directly smashed the ball in his hand, walked up to Yang Feihong and handed it to him: "What are you guys doing?"

"Brother Xiao, don't worry about it," Yang Feihong became confident, pointing to the score next to him, "I tell you, this is how we deal with this kind of person."

Xiao Zhi directly pulled his jersey off, tightened his finger bones so hard that his veins almost burst out, and then pushed him out heavily.

"Bang—" Yang Feihong didn't stand still, and took two steps back.

He had just gone through intense exercise, and was quite hot under the sun. Xiao Zhi's hair was wet with sweat and hung down his eyes, his chest heaved and panted, and he looked straight at Yang Feihong. Gritting his teeth: "Yang Feihong, fuck you, don't mess up everyone in Class 4."

This sentence is neither light nor heavy, and only a few people in the team can hear it.

They were immersed in the pleasure of torturing each other. Hearing these words, the heat in their bodies cooled down, as if the bone marrow was soaked in chill.

Yang Feihong looked directly at Xiao Zhi, was splashed with a bucket of cold water, and felt cold all over.After a while, he dropped the basketball in his hand: "I won't play anymore."

Guan Kun: "Don't."

"Damn it, what are you doing? If you hit half of it, you just leave?"

Yang Feihong shook off the people next to him, turned around and left the court.

The temperature of the stadium remained high, and everyone was confused and at a loss at the moment.

"How did this happen?" Although Wen Wei was aggrieved by Yang Feihong's scolding for being a good person just now, he still came up with his head.

Everyone was embarrassed, wiping sweat, not knowing what to say.

Chen Bing went away in vain, Xiao Zhi looked at Yang Feihong's back as he walked away, and slapped the racket on the ground before catching it back.He was originally full of energy, but seemed to be suddenly drained of strength. When he saw Chen Bing, he approached and gently grabbed his wrist.

The voice is very soft: "Am I wrong?"

Chen Bing understood the ins and outs clearly, did not speak for a while, and said for a while: "Both of you are wrong."

"..."

Xiao Zhi looked directly at him with dark eyes, a little surprised.

"But it's not you who made you and him go wrong. It's Class 18. They made mistakes first, and no matter what you do later, you can only continue their mistakes."

——Chen Bing has been thinking about this since meeting them just now.

Just like when Xiao Zhi was thrown out of the door by Yang Wanzhou, he was not the one who made the mistake at the beginning, but he wanted to go down this wrong path, the remaining choices were limited, he was very difficult, very difficult, very difficult Don't keep making mistakes.

Chen Bing tilted his head, and his pale eyes were slightly cold, clean: "But in terms of motivation, you are all right."

Those who have no choice should not be blamed.

……

The referee blows his whistle and is ready to start the third game.

There is a substitute, but there is a time conflict. At this moment, people are throwing shot puts in the track and field.

Chen Bing put on the school uniform jacket with his fingertips and pulled it down against the zipper: "Then I will be a substitute."

He was very calm and his words were steady.

"It's okay, we can win."

The game was pretty intense.

Lu Weimin watched from the side, thinking: "I just found out today that Chen Bing is so lively?"

"..."

On the contrary, Wen Wei suddenly remembered a night when Chen Bing just transferred to another school. At that time, Chen Bing was still arguing with Xiao Zhi. He came to the court for late self-study and asked Xiao Zhi weakly, "Can you teach me how to play?" .

At that time, I still wanted to help.

Fortunately, Chen Bing didn't hit him on the spot, and he had already shown this level. Wen Wei probably hanged himself on the spot.

After playing class 18, the remaining boys in the liberal arts class were relatively weak. When they fought, they ran around the court like no one else, quite easily.

The weather was getting hotter. After the game, Chen Bing came from the court dragging his neckline, and touched Xiao Zhi's arm: "I'm exhausted."

Wen Wei immediately offered his mineral water: "Brother Xiao, Ice God!"

Brother Xiao said thank you, unscrewed it, and handed it to Chen Bing: "You drink."

Chen Bing: "You drink."

"You drink first."

"..."

Wen Wei turned around and was embarrassed on the spot with the hand holding the other bottle.

Chen Bing frowned, feeling that this dispute was meaningless, took the white water bottle and drank half of it in one gulp, and handed it to Xiao Zhi: "You drink."

"..." Wen Wei turned away and enthusiastically passed water to Guan Kun.

After playing in the morning and continuing in the afternoon, Wen Wei just turned around to ask what he had for lunch, when he saw Xiao Zhi's wrist resting on Chen Bing's shoulder, the two of them walked out of the playground like no one else was there.

After playing the ball, Chen Bing went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

All the students in the second grade group were participating in the sports meeting, and there was no one else in the bathroom. Chen Bing splashed cold water on his face. Before he opened his eyelids, he felt his wrist being pulled close to his eyelids and kissed.

Wet and soft.

"……Are you sick?"

Chen Bing dodged back, but was dragged back by his wrist.

The young man was hot all over, his shoulders were broad, and he felt an irresistible pressure invisibly.His wrist was very strong, and after pulling it into his arms, he licked his lips.

With some rough movements, his body was astonishingly hot, wrapping around Chen Bing.Originally draped his wrist, but Chen Bingtui's gesture turned into a hug inexplicably.

Xiao Zhi breathed very lightly, his breath fell to the side of his ears, it was heavy like a cloud covered with wind and rain, dragging for a long time, as if he was a little tired.

After a while, he let go of Chen Bing and walked to the sink, turning the tap to splash cold water on his face.Fingertips unconsciously rubbed between the white eyebrows, and after washing his face, Xiao Zhi brushed his drooping hair and said, "Let's go."

Chen Bing didn't leave.

He is too familiar with Xiao Zhi, so familiar that he can understand some occasional breaths to detect the changes in his emotions.

——The game was won, but Xiao Zhi was not happy.

Chen Bing looked at him for a while: "The sports committee should be in the classroom."

Xiao Zhi lowered his eyelids: "...um."

"Say something to him?"

"what?"

Xiao Zhi pulled his lips dullly.

For young people, it is generally difficult to solve problems properly.

Chen Bing didn't know how to persuade him, and was about to go out of the bathroom, when he felt Xiao Zhi came up again, hugged him into his arms through the T-shirt, leaned against his ear and bit his breath unsteadily.

Chen Bing: "...you don't fucking think dirty?"

Xiao Zhi laughed, but his voice was still very low: "Our little fairy's sweat smells good."

"...Zawba." Chen Bing was about to vomit, and left him alone, leaving the bathroom and returning to the classroom.

There are only a few people in the classroom, especially the girls who love to study and don't want to participate in class activities, they bow their heads as if no one is doing their homework.In the back seat, Yang Feihong was lying on the table playing with his mobile phone, unaware of the influx of other people in the classroom.

Xiao Zhi stood at the door, raised his eyes, and looked at him for a while.

Chen Bing kicked his calf: "Hurry up."

"..."

Xiao Zhi walked slowly, went to Yang Feihong's desk and tapped: "Brother, we won the game."

Yang Feihong looked up at him.

Xiao Zhi originally thought that he would see an angry and stubborn young man's face, but Yang Feihong was depressed, his head was downcast, his eyes were flushed, he was clearly blaming himself for his blackness just now, and he hardly dared to meet Xiao Zhi's gaze.

"Brother Xiao, don't look at me."

Xiao Zhi: "Huh?"

"Don't look at me, I'm ashamed to face people." Yang Feihong said.

Xiao Zhi: "...Hey, here you are."

"Don't look at me." Yang Feihong covered his face in pain, "I don't believe in light anymore, I'm a rebel against light."

"..."

Chen Bing pursed his lower lip, not knowing what to say for a moment.

... Can this really communicate?

But Xiao Zhi pulled away the chair in front of him, sat down, and maintained a brief silence, as if he felt Yang Feihong's inner tear and struggle for more than an hour, and remained silent.

After a while, Xiao Zhi said, "It's all right."

Yang Feihong's heart was throbbing, and he felt ashamed: "Really, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have fouled on purpose, but what the hell is that? We can win even if we are squeezed out to death by the opponent, there is nothing to be afraid of."

Xiao Zhi nodded: "Yes, there is nothing to be afraid of."

Yang Feihong wished he could punch himself: "I hate myself."

"..." Xiao Zhi reached out and grabbed his arm, smiled, and said nonchalantly, "You don't have to blame yourself, actually,"

Xiao Zhi's voice was quiet for a moment, and he spoke very cleanly and clearly, "I shouldn't have said that about you just now, I'm sorry, brother."

Yang Feihong looked at him for several seconds, the corners of his lips twitched, and his brows and eyes suddenly showed a broken expression.Xiao Zhi vaguely had a premonition, took a few steps back, and said vigilantly, "You—don't cry."

Feihong Yang: QAQ.

There was a commotion here, Xiao Zhi hurriedly led him to the corridor for nothing, so as not to be seen by a few girls in the class and be scared to have nightmares in the middle of the night.

"..."

Chen Bing glanced at it unintentionally.

The back of Yang Feihong's head was leaning against the wall. He was a very tall boy, the corners of his lips twitched slightly, and his eyes were staring silently without tears.

Xiao Zhi held a small package of paper in his hand, handed it to him, lowered his head and spoke uncomfortably: "You are the Son of Light, I said so."

"You can correct your mistakes, and the father of Ultra will forgive you."

"One thing to say, it's like a fool if you continue to be hypocritical."

"..."

Yang Feihong was still staring.

For a while, Xiao Zhi didn't seem to know how to continue persuading him, he walked two steps and came back: "Have you heard what Bai said?"

Yang Feihong: "Huh?"

"If something is wrong at the beginning, no matter what we choose later, it will be wrong. Just like us just now, so your original intention is fine, it's just that you can't help yourself."

"..."

Involuntary.After Yang Feihong said silently in his heart, he was enlightened: "This is, who said it?"

Seeing that his mood improved, Xiao Zhi put a tissue in his hand and smiled slightly: "My wife."

Yang Feihong: "..."

Chen Bing didn't pay attention to what was said later, he was hungry, he rummaged through the drawer to find a box of yogurt and poked it with a straw, but the first time he didn't poke it in——

There was a sound behind the door, Chen Bing just turned his head and felt the heat blowing towards his face, "Kacha——" Xiao Zhi returned to his seat and sat down, and conveniently brought Chen Bing's yogurt box.

Pierce it, insert it, and hand it back to him.

Next to him, Yang Feihong looked at Chen Bing with a complicated expression, and seemed to have something to say, but he didn't say anything in the end, and returned to his seat with a thoughtful expression.

Chen Bing bit the straw and lowered his eyelids: "Are you done?"

"Ah."

Xiao Zhi took out his rolled up school uniform and put it on the table, leaned over, propped his chin with one hand and looked at Chen Bing.

The white knuckles are draped over the body of the box, and the thin lips are pressed against the straw, even drinking yogurt is so damn cute.

So cute.

Xiao Zhi's eyes were heavy, and he looked directly at Chen Bing with unclear emotions.

"..."

It's started again, isn't it?

Chen Bing endured it for a while.

Originally, he wanted to pretend that nothing had happened and continue to drink, but the taste of the flesh in his mouth had changed, and he became more and more uncomfortable. Chen Bing reached out and grabbed Bai's neckline and pulled him forward: "Will you see again?"

Xiao Zhi: "?"

He clasped Chen Bing's hand, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said frivolously: "You are very swollen, cutie."

"..."

Chen Bingxin said, what the hell kind of name is this?

The overnight meal was poured out.

Xiao Zhi's thin collarbone was exposed at the neck of his T-shirt, his shoulders were thrown back near the window, his long legs were bent, and he changed into a more open body posture, making it clear that he wanted to play the current image of Brother Yan: "I stare at you without blinking." , I think highly of you."

"..."

"Can't it satisfy my aesthetic needs?"

"..."

Xiao Zhi stretched out his slender fingers, and touched Chen Bing's forehead lightly.

Cool to the touch.

But Xiao Zhi's voice is low, magnetic and seductive, but he is quite blunt: "I'll point at you directly, cutie."

"..."

It's so annoying, this dog thing.

Chen Bing threw the yogurt box on the table with a "slap", kicked the stool away and approached Xiao Zhi, and grabbed Xiao Zhi's collar between his fingers and pulled him forward.The opponent retreated quickly and put his back against the wall, with nowhere to escape, he simply reached out and hooked Chen Bing's waist to borrow strength, and he tripped him directly into his arms.

"..." Chen Bing didn't stand, his knees were pressed against the corner of the stool between his legs, and when he was hugged into his arms, he thought he would fall, so Bu Bai naturally threw himself into his arms.

His body temperature was hot after exercising in summer, his abdomen was slightly hard, and the quilt in his arms was very comfortable, and then the slightly hot breath brushed against his ears.

Xiao Zhi's dark eyes were close at hand, almost drowning him, looking straight at him, with a light breath when he smiled: "Are you fierce?"

"..." Chen Bing's legs were inexplicably weak, his hands rested on his shoulders, and he couldn't stand up straight.

He refused to play this kind of boring game with Xiao Zhi, and was about to get up, but he was pressed down on his waist and couldn't move.

The sudden approach made the distance between the tip of the nose and the tip of the nose very close, the breath was fast, Chen Bing was fine in the daytime, but Xiao Zhi's eyes were covered with shadows, his eyes fell on Chen Bing's lips, and the tip of his tongue visibly moved, On the side of the cheek.

"..."

Chen Bingxin said: Enough.

He said: "You let me go."

Xiao Zhi: "Okay."

Very cooperative, he held Chen Bing's waist through the school uniform with his hands, slowly helped him up, and gently squeezed him not in vain but with malicious intentions.The boy's waist is very thin, the size can be measured through the outline of the clothes, and at the same time it feels soft to the touch.

Chen Bing kicked the stool after realizing his movement, Xiao Zhi got up, seemingly unintentionally, and whispered something in his ear: "If it wasn't for school, I would have kissed you directly. Cute."

"..."

Chen Bing told himself to be patient.

But now, I can't stand it anymore.

Outside the door, boys who finished playing basketball came in one after another.

Wen Wei said: "What do you eat for lunch? Do you want to have a victory meal in advance? After all, I feel that the outcome is already doomed."

"Eating fart, you set the flag again? I almost ate shit on your head."

"..."

Talking and laughing stopped when witnessing the scenery by the window.

Chen Bing put one knee on Xiao Zhi's leg, held his shoulder and pressed back, but Xiao Zhi's back was leaning against the wall, and he couldn't press it anywhere.In short, Chen Bing hit him twice violently, Xiao Zhi's eyelids twitched, and he raised his head to look directly into Chen Bing's eyes: "Where the hell am I wrong?"

Chen Bing: "You shouldn't be breathing."

Xiao Zhi: "..."

Zhou Fang slammed into the classroom at the door, but unexpectedly bumped into Wen Wei's back, and they all stood at the door to watch the excitement.

Wen Wei said heartily: Tsk.

To be honest, sometimes it really doesn't feel like these two are in love.

It's like killing a father and an enemy.

The author has something to say:

Bingbing: Watch me punch out the yellow waste in your brain.