After teasing the object of revenge, the car overturned

The day Miao Geng received the red card and was suspended was the day before Valentine's Day. Before the game started, he sent a message to Zhao Tinghe in the locker room, saying that Zhao Tinghe was asked to sit in the south stand. Celebrating towards the South Stand.

Of course, Zhao Tinghe refused Miao Geng's request mercilessly, and it would be over if he messed up in private, but it would be a mistake to do it like this on the court.

But Zhao Tinghe seems to overlook one point. At Miao Geng's age, it's easy to be indifferent, especially in terms of career and love, especially for people like Miao Geng who don't have much love experience, it's only natural to act emotionally.

So when four or five opponents surrounded Miao Geng on the court and made some dirty little moves, his bad mood broke out completely. He directly pushed the player in front of him and quarreled with the opponent.

After the game, Miao Geng did not return to the auditorium, and was directly called to the locker room by Zhao Tinghe.When walking in the aisle, Miao Geng calmed down a little. The wind got into his trousers and his skin got goosebumps. He was a little afraid that Zhao Tinghe would turn against him.

After standing at the door for about a minute, Miao Geng knocked on the door, opened the door and went in. He found Zhao Tinghe sitting on a bench smoking a cigarette, and when he heard the sound of pushing the door, he raised his head, glanced at Miao Geng, and then pinched the cigarette off.

Miao Geng stood still and didn't dare to walk over. When he was angry at the time, he had a big temper. Now that he calmed down, he felt that he was impulsive. At least he shouldn't make trouble on the court and affect his teammates.

"Come here." Zhao Tinghe said.

Miao Geng paused for a few seconds, like a wounded little animal, looked at Zhao Tinghe aggrievedly, and then said, "I'm sorry."

"What's the use of saying sorry to me?" Zhao Tinghe chuckled, then sighed, and continued: "Come here, sit down, let's talk."

Miao Geng was taken aback again, he didn't expect Zhao Tinghe to have a good talk with him after he got the red card, what would he want to talk about? "sorry."

"Now I know I'm sorry?" Seeing that Miao Geng couldn't sit down, Zhao Tinghe got up and walked over.

After seeing Miao Geng lose control of his emotions in the broadcast room, in just a few minutes, Zhao Tinghe knew that according to Miao Geng's character, it would not work to ignore him, and remembered talking about love and being loved with Lu Ge a few days ago, He decided to give it a go.

"They made small moves, and the referee also..."

"Is it just because of them?" Zhao Tinghe interrupted Miao Geng.

Miao Geng didn't look at Zhao Tinghe, but stared at the suits on the floor, and said softly, "I'm also very angry because you didn't go to the South Stand."

When people want to pursue love, they will always reveal their vulnerable side, and now Miao Geng is like that, but he has not yet realized it deeply.

"Even if I go, what's the point?" Zhao Tinghe asked.

"I don't have to pursue meaning in everything, I just feel happy when I see you." Miao Geng said.

Zhao Tinghe was stunned by Miao Geng's bluntness for two seconds. He hoped that Miao Geng was sincere from the bottom of his heart.

"Since when did you like me?" Zhao Tinghe asked straight to the point, he didn't want to go around in circles with Miao Geng.

Miao Geng stared at Zhao Tinghe, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but after being glanced at by Zhao Tinghe, he took it back abruptly, and then recalled: "The first time you were drunk, I secretly took a picture of you. I think...it's that when."

"So early?" Zhao Tinghe didn't quite believe it, but after thinking about it, people's feelings are sometimes very complicated. In the past, the male students in the class had a crush on the girl, and they had to pretend to hate her. He guessed Miao Geng It's that kind of mentality, wanting to get other people's attention. "What do you like about me? Is it that I have been divorced, or is it that I am older than you?"

"Picture your body." Miao Geng spoke quickly and spit out. After finishing speaking, he felt that he had no romantic cells at all, then wrapped up his coat and asked softly, "Are you free tomorrow?"

"After playing like this, do you still care about tomorrow?" Zhao Tinghe asked.

Miao Geng did not speak again, staring at Zhao Tinghe, waiting for his answer.

"available."