glare effect

It was warm in the house.

The sun shines in through the window screens, casting a golden glow on all the scenes in the room.

His face, which was pale at the time, was divided into a sharp boundary line between light and dark by the sunlight, and his fine eyelashes cast a row of thick shadows under his eyes.He opened his eyes slowly, and it took him a long time to adapt to the bright environment.

There was a faint feeling of pain in his body, fatigue eroded every muscle and joint in him, and even his soul seemed to be in a dissociated state, which made his reaction a little sluggish.

He was alone in the empty room.

The bed was still in a messy state, reminding Shi Que of the authenticity of last night.

"Luo Wenjiao?" Shi Shi called out, but there was no response from anyone outside, as if he was left alone in the whole house.

But when I was a little puzzled, I got out of bed after getting dressed, and walked into the living room.

Luo Wenjiao's things are still there, but the clothes and shoes are missing.At that time, he used his mobile phone to make two calls to him, but unfortunately he was not connected.

The weather outside the window was very sunny. In the deep autumn of Minghai, such good sunshine is rare.At that time, he thought for a while by the window, changed his clothes and went out.

It was still early, and there were no people here as a commercial center. There were only young people who occasionally passed by for morning jogs, and elders who came out for a walk with their puppies.

A shed for buying breakfast was set up at the street corner, and the fragrance of buns and oatmeal wafted from a distance.At that time, I bought two copies, and took the packed breakfast to the square next to a nearby shopping mall.

In the basketball court surrounded by barbed wire, there was a tall man inside who dribbled the ball with only one left hand for a layup, and his shooting percentage was surprisingly high.

When he saw Luo Wenjiao from afar, he yelled at him. "Hey, God Luo—"

Luo Wenjiao was concentrating on shooting the basket, but when he heard the voice, he was obviously taken aback. He turned his head and looked at him in surprise.

But at that time, he trotted a few steps, with fresh sweat still hanging on his head, he suddenly pushed Luo Wenjiao's shoulder with his forehead, threw himself into his arms, and smiled at him while shaking the bun in his hand Said: "Finally found you, I thought you ran away."

Luo Wenjiao threw the ball aside, looked softly at the red mark on his fair neck, "Why did I run, it wasn't me who was too tired to beg for mercy yesterday."

Shi's face flushed, and he raised his limp fist to hit someone again.

"How do you know I'm here?" Luo Wenjiao asked in a deep voice, wrapping his arms around his waist from behind.

"I don't know you yet?" Shi was a little tired from walking, sat down on the base of the basketball hoop, and said boldly, "We have lived together for such a long time, of course I know that you will definitely get up at seven every morning to exercise. There’s only one place around here where you can play ball, and you’ve got nowhere else to go.”

"I thought you would sleep for a long time." Luo Wenjiao also sat down, and said in a slightly regretful tone, "I just wanted to come out first, buy a meal on the way back, sleep a little longer and go back to the cage, and wake up with you."

At that time, his brows and eyes were crooked with a smile, and he stuffed the plastic bag containing breakfast to Luo Wenjiao, "No need now, I've already bought it."

The wind in the morning in late autumn was already very cool, and the two snuggled together, eating breakfast in silence.

Luo Wenjiao stared at the phone seriously, not knowing what he was looking at.But when he was halfway through eating, he felt that his waist was sore and his back hurt, and he was a bit lazy, so he simply lay down on Luo Wenjiao's lap, looking up at the blue sky above his head.

Watching the clouds move a little bit like this, time will always become very slow.

But when he closed his eyes, he let the people around him put their palms on his messy hair, gently rubbing back and forth.

"Why are you so listless?" Luo Wenjiao said calmly, with gentle eyes, "You really are not suitable for getting up early."

Shi lazily opened one eye, and said with a soft snort, "Although I only slept for four or five hours, I'm still full of energy, okay?"

After saying that, he straightened up and stood up, rubbed his slightly stretched waist and sore buttocks, and slapped the ball off the ground, trying not to look so weak.

"Look, I can still play for a while." The basketball was slammed on the ground, and it hadn't been touched for a long time, but it was still a little rusty to dribble.

Since graduating, he has very few opportunities to go out to exercise. Most of the time, he is firmly tied in the studio, accompanied by microphones and headsets all day long, and his physical fitness has declined a lot.

He took the ball to the basket and tried a few shots, but the percentage of his shots was poor.

"Hey." But Shi did not believe in evil, and began to jump up vigorously, insisting on dunking for Luo Wenjiao.

When he was still in school, he could jump half a palm above the basket, but now it is difficult to touch the basket, let alone dunk the ball successfully.

Luo Wenjiao watched from a distance, and shook his head helplessly.

While staring intently, he ran back and forth under the basket for a while, and suddenly saw him jumping up with all his strength, his palm had just touched the basket, and with the dexterous force on his wrist, he gently brought the ball in. , the body shape is very much like a fledgling bird fluttering its wings.

"Woohoo—" Shi clenched his fists complacently, and screamed to cheer himself up.

Luo Wenjiao looked at the people on the court, and suddenly smiled with complicated emotions, his eyes were soft and tender.

It's great to be able to jump up like this without any scruples.

not like him.

"Luo Wenjiao! Did you see that?" Shi ran towards him bouncing up and down, with a thin layer of sweat on his face, "I just succeeded in a slam dunk, hahahaha, I'm not that good! "

"Hmm." Luo Wenjiao looked soft, and didn't say anything unnecessary for a long time, but couldn't help stretching out his arms to hug Shihe's shoulders.

But when he returned the ball to him, he sat back under the basket and said a little tiredly: "Here, I'm bored."

Luo Wenjiao took the ball in his hand, was stunned for a while, and then tried to dribble again.

thump, thump, thump...

Standing outside the three-point line, the basket is an extremely distant and familiar existence.

The indifferent and indifferent expression appeared on Luo Wenjiao's face again. He stared at the ball in his hand for a long time, and a thought of adventure flashed in his mind.

He arched his back, skillfully dribbled the ball under his crotch, and then rushed out, took off with a run-up, and pressed down hard with his left arm-plop, the ball was dunked right into the basket, a quarter of a second Afterwards, his body lost its upward momentum and fell heavily to the ground.

A sharp and familiar dull pain in the knee joint came at the right time, and Luo Wenjiao couldn't help gritting his teeth.

Sure enough, it still didn't get better.

"Be careful!" Shi was obviously taken aback by his abnormal expression, and rushed over worriedly, holding his arm with both hands, "What's wrong with your leg?"

Luo Wenjiao's expression quickly returned to normal, and when he looked at it comfortingly, he glanced at it and said calmly, "It's okay, it's always been like this."

When he gently pushed away, he wanted to support his hand. He moved his knee a little, and the discomfort that accompanied the stretching of his legs gradually eased, allowing him to calm down like a normal person walk leisurely.

He walked to the side and sat down slowly, picked up the remaining half cup of oatmeal that was about to cool down, and drank it in silence.

But Shi chased after him, squatted beside him, touched his left knee lightly with his hand, hesitated for a long time, and then opened his mouth and asked: "I noticed it a long time ago, and I haven't asked you. You have a shallow scar on your knee." Shallow scar, when did you get it?"

A trace of imperceptible loneliness flashed in Luo Wenjiao's eyes, but he didn't want to hide anything, so he could only calmly say, "That's right, the year you graduated."

Shi was taken aback for a moment, suddenly felt that he seemed to have missed many things, and hurriedly asked: "What happened to you at that time?"

Luo Wenjiao kept his head buried all the time, but when he saw that he was more worried and sad than himself, he couldn't help stretching out his hand to rub his head, and said lightly: "During training, the meniscus was injured a little, why? It couldn’t be raised well either, so I had to do a minor operation later.”

But when I heard it, my heart was blocked.

When he spoke, his tone was so relaxed and calm.It seemed to be describing a very ordinary thing, without mentioning the pain and suffering hidden behind it at all.

But Shi knew what the operation meant to him.

That means his leg may never be intact again, and his otherwise rosy career fades.

It also means that in the same year they parted, Luo Wenjiao lost the dream he wanted to fight for the most in his life.

And these, Shi has never walked with him.

"So you..." Shi had a sore throat and said with a trembling voice, "Give up on continuing to be a professional athlete and return to University A to become a teacher?"

Luo Wenjiao smiled wryly, pinched his earlobe with his hands, "Well, luckily there are schools that like me."

"Fart." Shi plunged headlong into the opponent's arms, vigorously rubbing his head against the body that was still hot.

Knowing this after so many years made him feel much more uncomfortable than experiencing it himself.

He raised his head and said sadly and angrily to Luo Wenjiao, "Luo Wenjiao would not say such depressing words. He is a cold-faced king with an arrogant temper and bad temper. Even if he loses the game, he will win it back twice the next year." ,"

Luo Wenjiao looked at the person in his arms helplessly, his heart warmed, and he said in a deep voice: "Okay, I was wrong... Although the words are not very nice, I will just treat you as a compliment."

At that time, I felt more and more uncomfortable.

To him, that experience was just a non-painful description from Luo Wenjiao's mouth, but when he thought about how Luo Wenjiao experienced these things five years ago, the sense of guilt would become even stronger.

"You're right." A layer of crystal mist appeared in Shi Ke's eyes, and he whispered, "I'm the fucking bastard."

If only I could be by your side.

If I'm smart enough, I can see through all the ambiguities at a glance.

If I could understand all your thoughts—

Then there won't be so many unfinished regrets in the past.

Luo Wenjiao didn't speak, just stroked Shi Que's back for a long time.His palms were wide and rough, and when they came into contact with the body, they conveyed that scorching and comfortable temperature.

Some regrets, let them go through pain, leave an indelible mark somewhere on their body.

There are also some regrets, let them grow up, and finally harvest the signal to reach the other shore after many years.

They sat by the basketball court for a long time, until the sun rose, and a steady stream of people came from the nearby commercial district, passing by in a hurry.

On the way back, Luo Wenjiao remained very quiet, as if he was deep in thought.

At that time, he sneaked a few glances at him, bumped his arm with his shoulder, and blinked his beautiful eyes again and again.

"Luo Wenjiao, are you going back to Beiyuan?"

The people around were taken aback for a moment, as if they didn't expect Shi to guess what was on their mind so easily.

"Well, how do you know?" Luo Wenjiao said helplessly.

He is not willing to take the initiative to mention parting. After spending such a long time of loneliness, any time together is especially precious.

"It's not hard to guess." Shi said with an air of knowing it already, trying his best to relax, "You've been staring at your phone since yesterday, I guess you've been away for so many days, you must be worried about the basketball team."

Luo Wenjiao didn't say a word, but that blank look was already a tacit guess.

"Go." Shi patted him on the shoulder, winked at him and said, "You can't stay in Minghai like this forever, go back to school, as long as..."

As long as we can see each other again.

Come back and see me once in a while if you can.

But Shi suddenly arched Luo Wenjiao's side with his hips, ran forward a few steps quickly, turned his head and made a face at him, "As long as you bastard can resist not thinking about me—haha!"

Luo Wenjiao was stunned and couldn't help laughing.

Today is a very good weather, sunny and cool autumn wind.

He couldn't help speeding up his pace, and gradually caught up with Shi Que - they still had half a day to waste together.