[National Table Tennis] Ping pong pong, dream collection

Recently, Xiao Yuan had a boyfriend, and the two of them were having a sweet time, posting greasy daily routines in the group all day long, and other people in the group kept teasing her and clamoring for her to introduce her.

Perhaps it was her conscience that found out. When I was lying on the sofa reading a book after six o'clock in the evening, this girl called Bang Bang, and as soon as she got through, she jumped out loudly.

"Hey, don't say that the sisters are not righteous this time, there is a surprise at Le Ting's old position at 07:30.

"What a surprise, let's see if it's worth it when I'm running out in the cold..."'. Before I could finish my refusal, a "Hello" came from the other end of the phone

"Girls in the prime time, who stays at home in prime time? I've worked hard to save up for today's event, and I'm going out in a messy make-up!"

have to!

It’s too cold, so boots and coats are suitable for girls like Xiao Yuan who are steaming hot. I still wear long-sleeved white T jeans and a long black down jacket that reaches to the calf, and I’m done.

The familiar waiter took me to the old private room. When I approached, I unexpectedly didn’t hear Xiangtang’s indescribable singing. Instead, there was a clear male voice singing Cantonese songs. I don’t often listen to Cantonese, so I can vaguely recognize it. which song is it.

I was thinking about the title of the song until the moment the waiter opened the door.

The soft light in the room chased me like a drama, and everyone in the room subconsciously looked at me.Except for the man nestled in the corner, he took a half-beat and sang the rest of the sentence carefully before turning his eyes to me.

He didn't sing any more.

Xiao Yuan came over and put his arms around me and introduced to everyone, "This is Zhou Zhou, my sister."

For some reason, my mind was still on guessing the song, and most of my attention was distracted to listen to the rest of the noisy greetings.

'When the trend loves freshness, when others love labels.It turned out to be this song.

Introduce one by one, touch each person and take a sip, the cup will almost bottom out.I finally stood in front of him at the end, and only then did I see his appearance clearly.

She has neat short hair, a round and angular face, and a tall nose with a fleshy tip.Pairs of eyes looked at me, dark and smiling.

Later, I wondered more than once, whether this eye that makes people's heart beat like thunder at a glance, is it because of the extra focus caused by professional habits, or because of a little bit of specialness that really exists.

"Hello, Fan Zhendong."

"Hello, Zhou Zhou."

I held out the glass to him and noticed that it was filled with plain water. "There is a rule in the team, no drinking is allowed."

I smiled, shook my head and said it was all right, then turned around and asked Xiao Yuan to add something to me.But I was held by the wrist, very lightly and quickly, just the contact between the fabrics, just a movement to stop me.

"Then you also drink water, be fair."

The white water is warm, just like the temperature of his fingers at the moment of handover.

My heart was suddenly filled with strange things, I didn't have time to think, only the bouncing in my chest remained.

My mind got hot and I blurted out, "What song did you sing just now? It's very nice, can you sing it again?"

It's presumptuous, even weird.I regret exporting.

He didn't speak, picked up the microphone on the table, and turned to adjust the song screen.

He didn't speak until the prelude sounded.

Standing in front of me, said word-by-word: "Unconditional."

I also heard the first sentence of those two sentences:

"I only know that I love you every day." His singing is like a warm lamp

The whole room was lit up, and I blushed in the light and dark.

Something is wrong, something is wrong with me today.

When the song was over, he sat down next to me.

The people in the private room applauded enthusiastically, and I applauded too. Xiao Yuan's boyfriend grabbed the microphone and cheered, "Our Cantonese prince, Dong Ge, lives up to his reputation."

The people around him also raised their glasses to signal to him, and he held the water glass in return. The light reflected from the black dial on his wrist just hit my face, and I subconsciously looked at him.

This man really loves to sweat. Wearing a crew-neck sweater, beads of sweat are already covering his forehead, flowing down the contours of his face to his chin, and then dripping down.

There just happened to be such a drop, stubbornly attached there, waiting for someone to reach out and wipe it off.

"Wipe off the sweat." I took out the wet wipes I carried with me from my bag and handed them to him. Fortunately, I went out today and took a large bag with all the equipment.

"Thank you." He took it and wiped his face vigorously.

The drop of sweat is still there, not wiped off.I was so anxious that I pointed out, "Here, wipe this."

He froze for a moment, then obediently wiped it off, smiling a little shyly, "I'm prone to sweating."

"Very good. Sweating a lot to detoxify is good for your body."

"Ah."

Wanting to talk about something more, Xiao Yuan rushed over to me and said that he ordered my famous song for me.There are too many people and I wanted to refuse, but the familiar prelude has already sounded.

"Let's sing a song for him." This idea suddenly popped up in his mind, and his hand reacted first, taking over the microphone.

"I also want to build a bridge with you and establish a tacit understanding, but the words don't express the meaning."

A song was sung attentively and nervously, and I couldn't help but glance at him from the corner of the eye. I was the first to lose the first few times.

From my paralyzed defensiveness when I pushed the door and my surprisingly active curiosity in front of him.

Some things do come out of the ground, but only out of the ground.

We didn't speak any more for the rest of the night.

It was past ten o'clock when the game ended, and a group of people stood at the door waiting for the bus.Most of them are in pairs, and Xiao Yuan said that he wanted to see me off, so I naturally wouldn't waste the time of other young couples blindly.

"I'll call a car later, you guys go first, I'll buy some red bean pancakes at the front, I'm a little hungry."

Xiao Yuan was worried at first and insisted on giving it to me, but suddenly he waved his hands and said yes, grinning grinningly, and told me to go buy it quickly.

When I was eating happily with two red bean cakes in my hands, I heard a horn coming from the front.The soft and sweet red bean paste melted in my mouth, and I looked up to see him smiling behind the car window.

"Send you back."

It was then that I realized why Xiao Yuan was smiling so happily.

Is this a surprise?

The car was very clean and tidy, with a faint woody aroma mixed with a man's hot smell.

I was a bit at a loss sitting in the co-pilot, I didn't know what to say, I was afraid that it would be too boring and too many words would affect his driving.

"Eat it quickly, it will be cold later." He spoke first, and I realized that the red bean cake in my hand was deformed, and the red bean paste was squeezed into the skin, which was a mess.

I made the stupidest reaction, stuffed the cake into my mouth in one gulp, and turned to look at him with my mouth full.

Just at the traffic light, he caught my sight and laughed out loud.

What are you laughing at?

Why do you smile with big and small eyes... so good-looking, this man

"Eat slowly, I'll take it slowly, don't worry." He handed over a bottle of mineral water and said softly.

It's like coaxing a child.

The traffic light passed quickly, and he concentrated on driving again.The heater was turned on in the car, and his down jacket was left on the back seat, his forehead was still densely covered with sweat.

"If it's hot, open the windows a little bit."

"Aren't you cold?" Hearing this, my heart warmed up, it turned out that I was thinking of me.

"It's okay, I wear such thick clothes, I'm not afraid of the cold."

The wind in the northern winter is dry and cold at night, and it seeps in through the narrow car windows, blowing people awake.

It was speechless again.

A familiar building appeared in front of my eyes, and I was almost home.Thinking about the farewell words later, the idea of ​​"how about asking for a contact information in person" gradually became stronger in my mind, but I was hesitant.

"Speak." He suddenly broke the silence, and I was made nervous by the short words.

"What... what's wrong?"

"How is the fare for this trip?" The car parked steadily at the gate of the community, turned off the engine, he leaned back on the back of the chair, and looked at me leisurely

I was just about to say that I would invite him to dinner another day, when suddenly a pair of slender white hands stretched out, and with a click, the seat belt was undone.

He retreated to a safe distance, with a smile on his face, reached out and touched the back of his head, as if he had made up his mind, and said seriously:

"Why don't you add a WeChat?"

With a bang, the flowers exploded.

face, and heart.

"it is good."