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On the other end, the couple Ji Yao and Zhang He went to play basketball as promised, and they left separately——Ji Yao, who was crazy, just drove the Wrangler out of the bicycle posture, and slowly stalked behind Zhang He's buttocks .

Fortunately, there are few people on this road at the moment, otherwise Ji Yao would definitely be honked from beginning to end by the horn.If so, Zhang He is about to explode.

"What are you doing?" he said angrily.

"I'm nervous." Ji Yao replied slowly.

Zhang He: "..."

When playing, Wen Lin was really there.Everyone was old acquaintances, and before the opening, they laughed and asked if it was the old rules, Ji Yao subconsciously nodded, and the three of them were assigned to a team.

Forward Zhang He, center Wen Lin, and guard Ji Yao, the three have played basketball like this since Ji Yao started playing basketball, and there is nothing wrong with it.

Ji Yao: "..."

The atmosphere during the game was surprisingly good. Men probably prefer sweat and blood to love and love. After the whole court, although Wen Lin and Ji Yao hadn't spoken, they cooperated tacitly in front of their opponents. An unspoken meaning.

Ahh... this feeling...

Ji Yao's eyes were extremely bright, and there were crystal beads of sweat all over his forehead. He stretched out his hand to wipe it, and it fell to the ground in a rustle.

Another goal was scored, and his blood was boiling. While running at high speed, when he passed by Wen Lin, he subconsciously stretched out his hand and gave him a high five: "Yes!"

This feeling of fighting shoulder to shoulder...is really good...!

After returning from playing basketball, Ji Yao got into the car covered in sweat, and honked the horn at Zhang He who was walking towards the bicycle shed: "Let's go?"

Zhang He stopped, turned his head, and asked with a slumped face, "How about putting the bicycle in your trunk?"

He still has energy, but he doesn't want to cycle back after a game of basketball if he has a ride.

"No, that's ugly." Ji Yao didn't even think about it, "You'd better go back by bike."

After finishing speaking, he gave Zhang He a middle finger, and the iron-blooded black horseman wiped the opponent's body and roared past.

Zhang He: "..."

It's not every day to go out for a while, more often, Ji Yao and Zhang Hewo are together, shoulder to shoulder or back to back like a boneless laziness, eating sunflower seeds, playing games and eating snacks.

The little soldier didn't know what was going on recently, and he hadn't been online for a long time. The game that no one played together was boring, so he came back to pester Zhang He again.

"Speaking of which, during the last New Year's Eve dinner, I thought Xu Yeye would come." Ji Yao peeled two pistachios, threw one into Zhang He's open mouth, and threw the other to himself.

Zhang He gave him a satisfied look of "on the road", chewed and swallowed the pistachio, feeling a little unfinished, and opened his mouth to signal Ji Yao to continue feeding.

Ji Yao was annoyed, so he grabbed a kumquat and threw it in. Zhang He was unprepared, and his face wrinkled after chewing it. He hated the taste of kumquats, but he never wasted food, so he stuck his neck and chewed hastily. After taking two bites, he swallowed a kumquat into his stomach.

He snapped his fingers and gave Ji Yao a shudder before explaining: "She wanted to come, but I didn't let her."

Ji Yao looked at him like a monster: "Why?"

Zhang He looked puzzled: "My family has a family reunion dinner, so does her family, and our family also does not know each other well. If you ask her to come over, no one will be able to eat well. Besides, I haven't seen her at her house yet. Let them come over How bad."

Ji Yao rubbed his chin, felt that the logic was impeccable, but there was something weird about it, and after thinking for a long time, he couldn't figure it out, so he let go of the topic.

Later, this group of high school friends renewed their contract several times on and off, and even went out to eat and sing together. Ji Yao and Wen Lin still hadn't spoken, but they would pass a pair of chopsticks while eating, and open a bottle of wine while singing.

This is enough. Although Ji Yao has a big face, he is quite easy to be satisfied.

Later, when they had another basketball appointment, a little incident happened.

At that time, Ji Yao was standing under the basket, sweating profusely, with his hands on his knees, breathing heavily to recover his strength.They had just conceded a ball, and Ji Yao was inevitably a little frustrated, so he recovered a bit, and when he raised his leg to continue, Zhang He yelled: "Ji Yao, get out of here!"

His voice came from far in front, with the aura that seemed to have bruised veins on his neck.

Ji Yao raised his head subconsciously, and saw the basketball with the posture of a football, rushing straight at his face——

Which goddamn god did this!

Ji Yao scolded his mother in his heart, it was too late to hide, he only had time to force his neck away, hoping not to be kissed head-on.

At this moment, a person grabbed Ji Yao and narrowly avoided the ball. The force was so great that both of them fell to the ground and rolled half a circle.

"Bang!" At the same time, the basketball also hit the ground, making a loud noise.

Everyone ran over, hurriedly pulled the two up, and asked if there was anything wrong.

Ji Yao sat up from the ground, smiled and waved his hands while tilting his head, couldn't help sneaking a glance at Wen Lin who had pulled him away just now—Wen Lin was still holding his hand, maybe he was frightened , the strength is quite big.

But immediately Wen Lin came back to his senses.

"Don't you have eyes, be careful." Wen Lin let go of him, then lightly patted his shoulder, and cursed with a smile.Just like the most common, every boy's attitude towards his buddies.

This seemed to be the first conversation they had had since their falling out.Ji Yao was stunned for a moment, suddenly filled with emotion.

The game continued, leaving no time for people to think about it, they said nothing more, parted in a hurry, and started the next round of catching up.

After finishing the fight, Ji Yao hesitated for a moment, but still dragged his way to Wen Lin's side: "Then what, thank you just now."

He and his previous lovers have never been in touch with each other after they broke up. How to deal with an ambiguous object like Wen Lin who had fallen out before, he has no experience, and he seems a little guilty.

Wen Lin put a towel on his head and was drinking water. His handsome facial features were also covered with beads of sweat, and the sweat got into his eyes. He wiped it off with the towel casually, with a heroic gesture.

Wen Lin tilted his head when he heard the words, then waved his hands, and smiled brightly - in his memory, Wen Lin had never smiled at him like this: "Aren't we brothers?"

Ji Yao stood there, staring at Wen Lin. He was pleasantly surprised by Wen Lin's words. Although according to the experience of playing a few times before, Wen Lin did not plan to break up with him, but he really got affirmation from the person involved. , he still couldn't help feeling happy.But on the other hand, he always felt that there was something weird about it—it was hard to say exactly what it was.

Wen Lin looked at him sideways and smiled: "What's wrong?"

The tone is quite normal, what is so strange about it...

At this time, the friends have packed up one after another, and decided to go back and clean up, and then make an appointment to hang out at night.A boy who was closer to Wen Lin yelled at them, "Let's go?"

Wen Lin waved his hand and said loudly, "You go first, I have something to do with Ji Yao."

Ji Yao was shocked, and finally understood what was going on with the vague sense of disobedience just now——Wen Lin had never treated him with such an attitude before.

Casual, undisciplined, informal.Whether it's the way of speaking, facial expressions and movements, even small things like picking up a water bottle to drink water and wiping your face with a towel, it's all different from what Ji Yao saw.

It's not that it's bad, but, how should I put it, no matter what Wen Lin presented to Ji Yao before, no matter what he was doing, it was all gentle, well-decorated, and pleasing to the eye, so that it gave Ji Yao an illusion——Wen Lin is very reserved even when going to the bathroom.

When Wen Lin unscrewed a new bottle of mineral water neatly, covered his head, and poured it directly on his head, he was stunned for a moment, and asked an extremely stupid question: "Didn't you always go to the toilet to wash your face?" Is it?"

Ji Yao has the impression that after playing the ball, everyone else drenched their heads with mineral water and just wiped it with a towel or jersey. Only Wen Lin would go to the bathroom to wash his face and change clothes after playing the ball, and tidy himself up. just came out.

Wen Lin burst out laughing when he heard the words, he almost choked on water, coughed for a long time before recovering, then leaned against the wall behind him, raised his finger and pointed at Ji Yao: "That's because of how you are."

He looked at Ji Yao, and there was a bit of self-deprecating in his beautiful dark eyes, but he didn't look harsh, but rather chic: "Didn't I want to chase you back then, how could I behave the same way when I treated my brother and my sister?"

——I am not a girl.

Ji Yao wanted to say this, but thinking about it, in the eyes of a straight man, chasing Xiaoling might be similar to chasing a girl, so he shrugged and didn't worry about it anymore, but looked at Wen Lin with a little novelty.

Wen Lin's attitude was indeed quite novel to him.

"You forgive me? Don't like me anymore?"

he asks.

Wen Lin wiped his hair with his hand, but replied honestly: "I didn't forgive you, but I still like you."

This answer was shocking and rough like ghosts and gods, and it was comparable to Zhang He's stick. Ji Yao was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to continue.

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Seeing Ji Yao's rare stunned look, Wen Lin smiled, put a towel over Ji Yao's head, pressed his hair, rubbed it vigorously, and then let out a contented sigh: "I've wanted to do this for a long time. gone."

Ji Yao:? ? ?Are you riding a horse?

Wen Lin couldn't help laughing: "What? Dissatisfied again? Didn't you want me to stop liking you and continue to be a brother in the future? Why are you so hard to serve?"

Ji Yao clicked his tongue, and waved Wen Lin's hand away: "No, why did it become so fast, as if he lowered his head."

Wen Lin lazily leaned against the wall, looking at him with a soft smile, but with many complicated things.

What Ji Yao said in YY that day made him think a lot.

Except for Zhang He, Ji Yao is a closet with no friends around who know his sexuality, and he is a straight man who only bends to Ji Yao; they are in different places, so he can't stay with Ji Yao all the time; once he graduates, he will face various problems. a practical problem...

He is not afraid of these sentient beings drinking enough water. He believes that as long as he is given a chance, he can overcome them.

However, the most important thing is that Ji Yao doesn't give him a chance, Ji Yao doesn't love him, Ji Yao is afraid.

He is afraid of coming out to face relatives and friends, he is afraid of breaking the current situation, he is afraid that they will never have a relationship in the future.

Since Ji Yao refuses, let him go.He wanted them to be friends, and they were friends.

"Ji Yao." Wen Lin held Ji Yao's shoulders. He was a little taller than Ji Yao. When looking at the other person, his head had to be slightly lowered, so he looked very sincere, "Seriously, is it really impossible for us?"

Ji Yao looked into Wen Lin's eyes, no matter how this person's attitude towards him changed, his feelings never changed.He suddenly felt a little sad, pursed his lips to cover up, and said with a smile: "It's really useless, I won't take your bite, there is no possibility for the two of us for the rest of our lives."

"Cut." Wen Lin changed his face in a second, and pushed the hand holding his shoulder out forcefully, then let go decisively, "Bye bye."

He lowered his head and continued to pack his things, took the opportunity to conceal, and blinked fiercely: "A friend is a friend, at least it's not a spare tire or a jack, let alone a pick-up man or a green hat--thinking about it, why should I Will fall in love with you, are you blind?"

"Probably because I have a good face."

"...It's amazing my 峣峣."

The two were silent for a while, but Wen Lin spoke first: "Then from now on, your privileges with me will be gone."

He will not wait for him again, will not treat him tenderly again, will not rejoice in his joys and worry about his sorrows, they will be good friends, buddies, brothers, stop here, live separately, no more entanglement.

Ji Yao wiped his face, and he still had that frank and upright scumbag: "Okay, if you can think that way, I'd love it the most."

"Don't regret it then."

"I don't."

Ji Yao said it categorically, with a look of no scruples about Wen Lin's heart.

Wen Lin gave a "tsk", and couldn't help complaining: "You are really a dog."

Ji Yao squinted at him, his face full of surprise: "Did you just know?"

When he walked out of the gate of the basketball court, Wen Lin suddenly remembered that once he thought about Ji Yao so much that he ran to his school early in the morning, and then he couldn't hold back when he was playing basketball. Not only did he puncture the paper on the window, he almost raped each other.

Thinking about it now, it really seems like a lifetime away.

He fell in love with Ji Yao because of playing basketball, and because of this, he confessed his love to him, and in the end he was rejected because of this. Thinking about it, it was considered complete.

"What are you thinking?"

Ji Yao's voice interrupted his memory, Wen Lin turned his head and saw Ji Yao standing next to him, his expression was as if nothing had happened, but his eye circles were red - Ji Yao probably didn't know, in fact, he was really not good at hiding sad emotions .

Although his acting skills are very good, and his smile is real, but when he is sad, the circles of his eyes turn red, and it hasn't changed for so many years.

He didn't know how many times he had seen it, Ji Yao had red eye circles but didn't know anything, still looked up at himself smiling.

Just like the last time, Ji Yao went to school to find him, sat in the cafe, and asked him if he could be a buddy in the future. At that time, this man was obviously smiling cheaply, but his eye circles were so red that they were about to bleed.

And his answer, yes, I feel sick.

After he finished speaking, Ji Yao's eyes seemed to be about to shed tears in the next moment.

However, he never expected that things went so round and round, and he clearly wanted to have nothing to do with Ji Yao, but in the end they reconciled as before.

"What are you looking at me for?" Ji Yao asked strangely.

Wen Lin's mood at this time is an unprecedented calm, like the dust has settled.He raised his hand and patted Ji Yao's wet hair vigorously. He had never done this before because he was concerned about his image. Every time he saw Zhang He doing this, he was very envious, but now he can rub it enough.

He withdrew his hand, curled his eyes, and smiled slightly: "Like a fool."

The two parted ways at the school gate, Ji Yao dragged his feet and walked towards the parking lot.It was getting dark, he touched his still wet hair, his mind was empty.

He walked like a wandering spirit for an unknown how long, until he saw an unexpected figure - he thought that the other party had already left.

Fa Xiaozheng is leaning on the front of his car, with a tall figure and a stiff face, paired with a black Wrangler, showing an extra visual impact.He bowed his head, twirling the basketball in his hand one after another, as if he was a little impatient, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he looked like he wanted to hit someone.

Of course, the person he wanted to hit was undoubtedly Ji Yao.

Ji Yao knew that Zhang He was lazy, too lazy to talk, too lazy to wait for others, too lazy to waste time.He has always known.

He stood there, watched quietly for a while, and then ran over with a smile.

"Hey, why haven't you left on your bike yet?"

"...I just had a cramp in my leg, it's sore."

"Fuck...you just put the bicycle in the trunk? How did you open it?...my key...when did you take the key away? Have you asked for my permission? Do you see if the car cover is closed? It's so ugly!!"

"...It's not that you can't close your mouth, why are you so anxious?"

"You can tell nasty jokes now, you've changed..."

"How can I... Fuck - vomit - you fucking, don't make me think of this kind of scene, it's disgusting."

"Hahahaha, you should be homophobic. Homophobia means deep closet, understand?"

"...Is it itchy?"

"Brother, I was wrong, I was wrong..."

If there is such a person, no matter what kind of people around him come and go, he is always by his side...

That's fine.

really good.