The perfect game for personalities

He Qian's home is in a villa area half an hour's drive away from the school. The European-style decoration is resplendent and luxurious.

He Qian's adoptive parents are both businessmen who run a company, and they don't go home often, and it's the same today. After He Qian came home, they called him and told him, and when they learned that Jiang Fei had also come, they treated him gently Said a few words.

Jiang Fei had been here a few times before, and they all knew that this was He Qian's best friend, and even the servants knew about his eating habits and tastes.

Jiang Fei stood by the plane to answer the phone, listening to He Qian's adoptive mother's concerned inquiries.

At this time, he will appear to be very obedient, relaxed, and even have a slight smile on his face.

The school uniform jacket that has not been taken off belongs to He Qian, it is wrapped around him loosely, and the part of the neck protruding from it is white and slender, glowing moistly under the bright light, which makes people unable to bear it. I have to reach out and touch the warmth.

He Qian did stretch out his hand in a daze, and before touching it, Jiang Fei turned her head to look at him subconsciously, frowned slightly, and her voice stopped.

There was a little surprise on Junxiu's face, and there was also a vigilance that couldn't be hidden.

So He Qian's hand naturally fell on his shoulder, took off his coat, put it on his arm, then pointed with a smile, and explained in a low voice.

"The coat got a little rainy, I asked the servant to wash it."

Jiang Fei nodded.

After hanging up the phone, they had dinner in the restaurant, and then went back to their room to do their homework together.

The rain outside is getting heavier and heavier, with thunder and lightning, and the wind and rain, it sounds menacing and terrifying.

However, the windows of the villa are well insulated, and the room is warm and quiet. They sit at their desks and do their homework, occasionally discussing ideas in a low voice.

The hot milk brought by the servant was placed beside him, He Qian was afraid of getting cold, so he urged Jiang Fei several times to drink it while it was hot.

He had already finished drinking his own in one gulp, but Jiang Fei didn't like to drink pure milk, and always procrastinated.

Being pushed to the front of the milk cup again, he had no choice but to put down the pen, and slowly picked up the cup.

He hadn't finished his homework yet, so he sipped his drink while distractedly looking at the exercise book on the table.

After he came here for the first time, He Qian asked someone to prepare pajamas of the corresponding size, which was dark gray that he personally chose to suit his complexion.

Jiang Fei took a shower after dinner, and her dried hair became fluffy and soft. The black ends of her hair were piled up on the back of her neck, and some of them curled up slightly, making her look more lively and cute than her usual quiet state.

The windows in the distance are gloomy, but the desk lamp nearby is soft yellow, enclosing him in this easy-to-reach comfort.

He Qian looked at him in a daze, and suddenly remembered that when they were in the orphanage a few years ago, they slept in the Datong bunk, the bed was cold and hard, and the quilt was dry.

When it rained, the room became colder. He held Jiang Fei's hand tightly, secretly piled the quilt on him, and curled up hard to absorb warmth from each other.

At that time, he thought, it would be great if he could live in a house where he would never worry about rainy days again.

Just like it is now.

After Jiang Fei finished drinking the milk, he put the empty cup on the table, and a slight sound woke He Qian up.

His eyes gradually gathered, fixed on Jiang Fei's body, ups and downs.

After watching for a while, he suddenly said.

"Xiao Fei, my parents are going to send me back to China to study after graduating from high school, will you come with me too?"

The soft voice of inquiry was full of deep expectation, He Qian looked at him intently, with a warm smile on his lips, his expression was extremely sincere, it could be seen that he really hoped that Jiang Fei would agree.

Jiang Fei was stunned, hesitated for a while, and then shook his head.

"I dont go."

His adoptive parents are both working class, and they can't afford to study abroad at all, but he also knows that what He Qian means is that he will cover all the money for him to go abroad and study, as long as he agrees.

But he doesn't want to go abroad.

Even if he suspects that He Qian is one of the personalities in this world, he will not chase him to a completely strange foreign country for this reason.

Besides, if He Qian is really, then he will come back sooner or later.

He Qian, who was rejected, froze for a few seconds, the smile on his face disappeared, and his expression was very depressed.

A few seconds later, he forced a smile on his face, and spoke vaguely as if to comfort himself, as if in this way he could ignore the answer just now.

"Forget it, things haven't been settled yet, let's talk about it later."

Before Jiang Fei could say anything else, he was afraid of hearing a firm refusal, so he immediately changed the topic to homework.

And Jiang Fei glanced at him, but also didn't mention this matter again.

At night they slept together in He Qian's bedroom.

The bed was big, and there was a small skylight on the roof. He Qian could see beautiful stars when he was lying here before, but tonight there were only dark clouds pressing down on his face, and his heart was also covered with a layer of gloom.

He turned over, pressed the button to close the skylight, and then silently stared at Jiang Fei's back sleeping on his side in the dark.

The hand raised cautiously portrayed Jiang Fei's figure in the void, as if he really wanted to get close, but he didn't dare to act rashly.

After a while, he reluctantly withdrew his action.

The next day, it was raining and sunny.

He Qian usually only takes important main courses at school, and spends the rest of the time at home teaching lessons, so he didn't go to school this morning, and asked the driver to take Jiang Fei to the school gate.

The cold frost of the night was melted by the sun, and his body was warmed by the sun. Jiang Fei moved with the crowd, and suddenly his schoolbag tightened.

He stopped, turned around, and saw Jogo appearing, with his index finger hooked to the strap of his schoolbag.

Qiao Ge is tall, standing out from the crowd, and because of his identity as the captain of the basketball team and his handsome appearance, the students around him can't help but look over, especially the girls.

Jiang Fei couldn't turn around, so he stretched out his hand unhappily and reminded him.

"It's almost time for class, I have to go to the classroom."

Qiao Ge was carrying a schoolbag on one shoulder, and his school uniform jacket was draped over one shoulder, with one hand in his pocket. He looked unruly and casually handsome.

Hearing this, he still didn't let go, but threw his schoolbag into Jiang Fei's arms, raised his chin, and spoke casually.

"There are coconut cakes in the schoolbag, take them away."

Jiang Fei hugged the schoolbag subconsciously, gave him a surprised look, and then unzipped the schoolbag.

In addition to basketballs and water glasses, there are coconut cakes packed in bags.

Qiao Ge saw that he had taken it, so he let go of his schoolbag, took it back by himself, zipped it up and put it on his shoulder, and said lazily.

"After school in the morning, come to the basketball hall to find me."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked towards the other side. He was not looking in the direction of the classroom, but the school's basketball hall.

Since Jiang Fei first met him, he has been staying in the basketball hall.

But it seems that his family originally wanted to train him to be a sports student, and the basketball team he led had won provincial awards and had a bright future, so the school no longer took care of it and let him make the basketball hall into a second place. Home.

Therefore, he was very familiar with the physical education teacher at the school, so when the physical education teacher of Jiang Fei's class didn't come for something, he directly asked Qiao Ge to teach them.

That class was a shooting test, and he was let go only if he passed.

Qiao Ge took them to practice for half a class, and only Jiang Fei hadn't reached the goal after class.

The basketball hall is a special place for the basketball team, and the students have physical education classes in the outdoor playground.

The weather was very hot that day, and Jiang Fei was so out of breath that he was almost out of breath. He bent over and panted with his knees propped up. Hot sweat poured out from every pore continuously. His hair and whole face were soaked, and his fair face Glowing red.

Sweat flooded his eyes, itching salty, he couldn't help rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand, and suddenly heard Qiao Ge, who was impatient throughout the class, hesitantly say.

"Hey - don't cry, I didn't scold you."

The back of his hand was also sticky with sweat, Jiang Fei couldn't open his eyes for a while, and retracted his hand.

He scratched at the hem of his jacket and wiped his eyes before he opened his eyes and looked at Jogo, feeling a little puzzled.

"I didn't cry."

His skin was very fair, which made the pupils of his eyes darker. In the hot summer day, it was like a watery spring, soft and quiet.

I rubbed it a little vigorously just now, and the corners of my eyes were slightly red, which looked red from crying, but it was just a look.

Jogo was stunned for a long time as if seeing him clearly for the first time.

The bell for the end of get out of class rang, and the students who were hiding in the shade and resting in the shade walked towards the classroom in twos and threes.

Qiao Ge glanced at Jiang Fei's tanned arm, frowned, wrote a passing basketball number behind his name with the pen in his hand, then continued to look at him, and spoke after a few seconds of silence.

"I'll give you a pass first, but you know you're not good enough, so come to the basketball hall after school to ask me for after-school tutoring, so that the physical education teacher won't say I'm covering up in the next class."

His tone of speech is always lazy, easily bored and impatient, giving people a feeling that he doesn't care about anything.

But because of this, no matter what he said, it seemed very natural.

Jiang Fei didn't feel that there was anything wrong, so she said "thank you" and promised to arrive on time before turning around.

Qiao Ge stood where he was, watching him pick up a few basketballs that had been left behind on the playground, carry them back into the basketball hoop, and then quickly walked back to the classroom while wiping his sweat.

The thin figure in the blue and white school uniform is like a silhouette favored by the sun, the edges of the outline are dyed with fine golden light, and he gradually recedes with a halo.

After the figure disappeared, Qiao Ge lowered his head and looked at the names on the list.

The tip of the ballpoint pen poked lightly on the word "Jiang Fei".

After school, Jiang Fei arrived on time.

His shooting skills were poor, and Jogo was sitting on a chair far away, repeating simple points in a bored manner. He couldn't stand it anymore, so he frowned and went up to show him a demonstration.

The after-school tutoring lasted for an hour, and Jiang Fei was finally able to barely reach the passing grade.

As he left, he glanced back at the empty gym.

Qiao Ge sat on the chair in the first row with his back facing him, twirling the basketball with one hand boringly but deftly, and with the other hand, he grabbed the bread brought in his schoolbag and ate it bit by bit.

The back is tall and thin, like a long tree, and the shoulder and neck muscles displayed by the hurdle vest are smooth and beautiful.

Jiang Fei thought for a while, turned back, stood in front of him, and asked hesitantly.

"Thank you for your after-school tutoring, shall I treat you to dinner?"

It was dark outside, a greyish blue like a painting, reflected through the glass windows at the height of the stadium seats.

Jiang Fei was carrying her schoolbag in a regular manner, and looked at him with slightly lowered eyes because of her posture.

The youthful face has not yet fully opened, it is calm and handsome, without the annoying childishness of its peers.

His expression was peaceful, and he couldn't see any ulterior motives, as if he was really just trying to return favors.

Djogo raised his eyelids to look at him, chewed the bread and said nothing, with a strange and surprised look on his face.

No one ever said anything like that to him.

After a while, he swallowed the bread.

The basketball fell to the ground, making regular dull sounds, echoing in the huge gymnasium.

Jhogo's casual reply came from the gap in the silence.

"Okay."

That day they went to the gate of the school to eat beef noodles, and then parted ways.

After that, Jiang Fei only saw him a few times in physical education class, and saw him playing basketball from a distance.

He didn't know what Qiao Ge was thinking, maybe he had divided himself into friends after that night, saw him by accident, and came over unexpectedly.

Sometimes it was to say a few words, sometimes to ask him to buy a bottle of water, sometimes to throw him the school uniform jacket and ask him to pick it up, Jiang Fei had no choice but to stand aside obediently, waiting for him to finish playing basketball before returning it. give him.

Ordinarily, such an influential figure like Qiao Ge would not notice him, but instead he would take the initiative to approach him and become more and more familiar with him.

It is this kind of strange behavior and almost partial treatment that makes Jiang Fei suspect that he is the personality of the world.

In order to confirm his guess, he didn't avoid it either.

Usually, he met Qiao Ge in physical education class, and He Qian didn't come to school for physical education class, so he didn't know that he and Qiao Ge knew each other, and he was so rude when he met Qiao Ge in the rain yesterday.

But seeing that Qiao Ge didn't take the initiative to greet him in front of He Qian, Jiang Fei didn't explain.