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The summer night wind began to cool.

Luo Wenjiao rode a trolley across the boundless night, like a shooting star.

Xin Yan has urged him many times, asking him to come to the club when he has time, saying that he has "big things" to discuss with him.As soon as he returned to Beiyuan, Luo Wenjiao wanted to make an appointment to play with everyone, but there was no one in the dormitory. After reading the news in the group, he knew that everyone had their own things.

Liu Zilei had to go to the study room overnight for tomorrow's make-up exam, Tang Baiqiao went to Jingchao to take the IELTS exam and hadn't come back yet, Xie Cheng was busy with work, but Shi had to work overtime for the internship tonight.

Parked the tram on the side of the road and locked it up. As soon as Luo Wenjiao arrived at the entrance of the club, he met the very well-dressed Fang Zhizhi.

"Luo Shen?" Fang Zhizhi smiled at him a little embarrassedly, and pinned a lock of hair from her temple behind her ear, "What a coincidence."

Luo Wenjiao nodded politely, and didn't have anything to say, he could only reluctantly respond: "Yes."

The two walked in one after another, walked through a large court, and came to the innermost rest area.Wearing a vest and shorts, wearing sandals, Xin Yan was sitting on a bench with his legs crossed and playing with his mobile phone. He didn't raise his head until Luo Wenjiao approached.

"Yo, here you come." Xin Yan said in his usual casual tone, and he didn't know who he was greeting.

Fang Zhizhi took out the plastic lunch box he was holding in his arms, threw it on the table casually with one hand, pretended not to care, and said, "Here's for you, eat it while it's still cold."

Xin Yan raised her thick eyebrows, opened the box with playful eyes and glanced at it, and found that it was a fruit bag that had just been taken out of the refrigerator. She thought it was made by herself, and then she smiled and asked, "Why do you feel so sorry for people today?" Don't beat me and scold me?"

Fang Zhizhi blushed and jumped up in anger, "Shut up, give it back if you don't eat it."

Xin Yan still smiled, but stopped talking, picked up a plastic spoon and scooped a piece of mango into his mouth.

Such a situation made Luo Wenjiao seem a bit redundant. He pressed one hand on the handle of the suitcase, looked at Xin Yan expressionlessly, and said coldly, "How about...I'll come back another day."

"Hey...no need, Luoshen." Fang Zhizhi quickly grabbed him, waved his hand and said, "You guys talk, I'll just sit for a while."

Xin Yan lazily raised his eyes, stared at Luo Wenjiao for a while, and then joked: "Stinky boy, I think you are just jealous."

Luo Wenjiao rolled his eyes at him, apparently not interested, and snorted coldly, "I'm afraid of you."

It's not to blame Luo Wenjiao for being stingy, but more than half of Xin Yan's relationship progress in the past six months is due to his help.Ever since Xin Yan slapped his forehead suddenly one day, and his heart sprouted, it has always been Luo Wenjiao who has suffered.

At first, he was just helping to pass on a message, paying more attention to her movements at school, but later on, the task Xin Yan assigned to him became more and more troublesome.During the days of the Jingchao competition, Fang Zhizhi ignored Xin Yan's WeChat, and even relied on Luo Wenjiao to find it cheekily after answering the phone.

Fortunately, this kind of day did not last too long.The relationship between the two seems to have improved a lot recently, at least they won't quarrel in front of Luo Wenjiao every day, which makes him have a headache.

"Wenjiao, let's get down to business." Xin Yan was eating fruit, with a little yogurt sticking to the corner of his lips, "There was a variety show about basketball, and I wanted to find some college students like you. The person in charge contacted me some time ago. I’m here, and I’m going to start recording next month, how about it, will you go or not?”

Luo Wenjiao sat down on the chair, frowned and said, "Recording a show?"

Xin Yan was full of pride, "Well, I might invite some well-known players in China to guide me. I think the opportunity is rare, so I agreed for you."

Luo Wenjiao was taken aback for a moment, and then burst into laughter.He had known Xin Yan's behavior style for a long time, he had cut first and played later, he should have thought that coming to the club this time was not to "discuss" with him, but to "inform".

But fortunately, Xin Yan usually wouldn't cheat him.

"How long?" Luo Wenjiao asked calmly.

Xin Yan laughed happily, and stretched out two fingers, "I'll be back in two weeks at most, and I will pay you back with food and housing, and Ayu and I will accompany you. How about it, isn't it good?"

Luo Wenjiao stood up and squinted at him, "Well, let me know when the time is set, so I can ask for leave."

"Success, I think you are getting better and better." Xin Yan patted him on the back carelessly, turned to look at Fang Zhizhi, and asked with joy, "And you, Fang Zhizhi, you There is no class in the senior year, right? I invite you to go to the beach for two days, so that's the deal."

Fang Zhizhi was called out suddenly, and he sat there for a while without thinking, before he said loudly: "Me? Why should I follow, I have nothing to do with you."

With a cold face, Luo Wenjiao didn't intend to disturb the flirting between them anymore, ran to the side to pick up a ball, and practiced shooting by himself.

One, two, ten.

Gradually, he couldn't count how many times he shot, he just stood in the same position under the basket repeatedly, took off to hook his hand, and then retrieved the ball.When bored, it was his way of dealing with time.

The wooden floor was pounded loudly, and Luo Wenjiao was sweating profusely. He sat down on the ground by the sideline, gulping down water.

There was no one on the field outside.Xin Yan glanced at the time on the phone, and greeted Luo Wenjiao: "Wenjiao, it's getting late, come back."

Luo Wenjiao nodded, got up and put the balls scattered on the ground into the basket one by one.

Xin Yan turned to look at Fang Zhizhi beside him, and asked, "Are you going back to school?"

Fang Zhizhi glared at him, "That's right, could it be possible to stay here and continue arguing with you?"

"Then I have no objection." Xin Yan shrugged his shoulders, with a calm face, "Is there a bus at this point? I'll take you, don't worry."

Fang Zhizhi waved his hands again and again, "Stop, I'm not a child anymore."

Luo Wenjiao stood with his hands on his hips and watched coldly. He couldn't help sighing, and suddenly said, "I'll see it off."

Xin Yan was taken aback, "What do you want to do, kid? You can't take advantage of the situation."

Luo Wenjiao sneered, and said in an extremely contemptuous tone: "I can't bear to see you being so lonely after your age. You can close the shop for a while."

Fang Zhizhi glanced at Xin Yan, then glanced at Luo Wenjiao embarrassingly, his face flushed a little, "Then... well, I'll trouble you."

As the night darkened, there were significantly fewer cars on the road.

Luo Wenjiao didn't ride very fast, but accelerated or stopped smoothly so as not to make the people in the back seat feel any discomfort.

Xia Feng roared from all directions, and his hair fluttered lightly on his face, making it itchy.Fang Zhizhi tightly grasped the handrails on both sides of the tram with both hands, her body was stiff and she did not dare to move.

Not far in front of her was someone she had looked up to since she was in high school.

She just felt like a dream.

Although these days, because of Xin Yan's relationship, she and Luo Wenjiao had many opportunities to talk, and their mutual understanding has also improved.But it was the first time for her to sit so close to him on the back seat of the tram, so she felt a little cramped.

In the past, in Fang Zhizhi's eyes, Luo Wenjiao was a lofty idol, a mountain she could only look at from a distance.Many years later, when she really became friends with him in the ordinary sense, she felt that Luo Wenjiao was not as unapproachable as she had imagined before.

This kind of Luo Wenjiao is more like an ordinary person like her, who also has seven emotions and six desires, and is also enthusiastic and lively.

She still likes him, but that feeling seems to be limited to appreciation and admiration, nothing else.

She wanted to find something to talk about so that the atmosphere would not be so quiet, but she couldn't think of something to talk about for a while.

Fortunately, this distance is not too far, and the road is not difficult. After a while, Luo Wenjiao's tram stopped outside the south gate of the school.

"You don't need to go in, I'll just take a short walk, and you can come back quickly." Fang Zhizhi jumped down from the back seat, returned the helmet to Luo Wenjiao, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Luo Shen."

Luo Wenjiao's slender legs slanted, and he took the helmet. The whole figure looked like a high-end pictorial, standing outside the school gate, very conspicuous.

"No need." Luo Wenjiao nodded and said calmly.

Many people looked at her, making Fang Zhizhi a little embarrassed, "Not only today, but also for a while, you have helped me a lot, and I haven't thanked you yet..."

Luo Wenjiao shook his head, the expression on his face softened a little, "Brother Yan, please ask me, you are welcome."

Fang Zhizhi's face blushed, obviously feeling secretly pleased, but she still hid it with duplicity: "What are you talking about that rotten person? Not a single one."

With such a young girl's mind, even a dull bystander like Luo Wenjiao can see her shyness to some extent.Luo Wenjiao thought for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Yan... is a very nice person, he likes you."

He thought about it for a while, but he really couldn't think of any good description, and in the end he could only use "good guy" to summarize Xin Yan.

He rarely has close friends, and Xin Yan is the one he has known for the longest time.The six or seven years spent with Xin Yan were not particularly pleasant, but they were also rewarding.

If it wasn't for Xin Yan in high school, I'm afraid he would be much more lifeless now.Xin Yan is an unrestrained layman, who usually only likes eating out and playing basketball, but he can always give Luo Wenjiao a push at the critical fork in his life, helping him to take the most correct path, and then continue to laugh and laugh beside him.

For Xin Yan, Luo Wenjiao was more grateful.It's just that Xin Yan is too indebted most of the time, so that Luo Wenjiao can't think of repaying him.

After hearing Luo Wenjiao's words, Fang Zhizhi couldn't help but smiled embarrassingly, "It's alright, God Luo, don't speak nice words for him, I know what you said. It's alright, go back quickly, it's late gone."

Luo Wenjiao nodded, and was about to ride away when he suddenly thought of something, turned around and said without changing his face: "From now on, you will be like Brother Yan, call me Wenjiao, anyway, you will be my sister-in-law sooner or later."

Fang Zhizhi's face turned red in an instant, "You...don't talk nonsense!"

Luo Wenjiao seemed to see her embarrassment, so he didn't say any more, and left after saying goodbye briefly.

The summer night wind howls past, and the luxuriant leaves above the head are churning around, dancing in the darkness.Sporadic drops of rain fell on Luo Wenjiao's hurriedly passing shoulders, urging him to speed up and return to the dormitory.

It's just that what he didn't see was that there was a thin and slender boy standing under the plane tree behind the south gate, which made him think about it day and night.

At that time, he was standing alone on the inside of the door, and the people around him were passing by in a hurry, all of them were students who had just come out of the library, chattering about something.

"Hey, did you see the person riding the electric bike at the door just now? Is it Senior Luo Wenjiao?" A girl asked her companion excitedly.

"It seems so! He also drove a girl back, she is too lucky to be able to date Luo Shen."

"I just passed by and heard him say 'like you' or something..."

"Oh my god, can't it? Luoshen actually fell in love?"

……

The cool raindrops passed through the leaves and fell on Shi Que's eyebrows.

He silently looked at the position where Luo Wenjiao was just now, and suddenly remembered that today is Liqiu.

It's autumn, and the stories that belong to this midsummer seem to be going away after all.