AA mutual teasing notes

The No. [-] Middle School was the last to play among the four middle schools, and it played against the strongest No. [-] Middle School.

No one expected that the key middle school team, which has always been at the bottom of the year, had a comeback this year, and the momentum was overwhelming. They won the next three games by a large margin and took home the championship trophy of the high school basketball league.

Lead the teacher and five team members to stand on the podium.

The three seniors consciously put Yan Qi and Ye Yang in the middle, and stood aside to keep a distance.

A reporter from Baicheng TV station stepped forward to interview, and the flashing lights of the sports center official and audience seats kept clicking and clicking.

Shen Qing raised the camera, pointed at the two people in the middle of the awarding platform, and pressed a photo, and moved to Lin Jiayu's side: "Look, it's a perfect match."

Xu Qing stuck his head out from the back row: "What are you looking at furtively?"

Shen Qing and Lin Jiayu turned their heads excitedly: "Are brothers eating CP! It's not a loss to invest in Jumei Love!"

Xu Qing: "..."

Leaving the awards stage, Yan Qi went back to the rest area and unscrewed the bottle of water. When he saw the screen of his phone light up, it was a message from Su Yumei, and told him to call her back when he saw it.

After playing four ball games, Yan Qi was covered in sweat. He tilted his head up and poured water on purpose to let some water leak out, dripping from the top of his head all the way to his body.

Seeing that his black hair was wet and the hem of his jersey was dripping, Ye Yang turned to borrow a white towel from the support staff on the sidelines.

Yan Qi held the phone with one hand, took it with the other hand, wiped it twice indiscriminately, and left it there.

Ye Yang had no choice but to stand in front of him, raised his hand to cover his wet black hair with a towel, and gave him a questioning look.

Yan Qi said, "My mother."

"Oh." The corner of Ye Yang's mouth twitched, "Say hello to my aunt."

The other end of the phone had just connected, and a gentle female voice came out: "Ah Qi."

Yan Qi hummed, feeling that Ye Yang's hand rubbing his hair paused, and added: "Ye Yang is beside you."

"I saw it." Su Yumei said, "Baicheng TV Station is broadcasting the high school basketball league live, and the screen just cut to your place."

Yan Qi raised his eyes and looked at the official camera of the sports center.

Then I heard Su Yumei continue to say: "You child, you don't know how to wipe your hair when it's wet, and you still trouble Ye Yang."

Life in the sports center was full of excitement, Ye Yang was close, he could vaguely hear the voice coming from the other end, his movements froze, he let go of his hand suddenly, turned and left.

There was no expression on his face, but he seemed a little embarrassed.

This person was usually secretly photographed, and when walking on the street, a bunch of people looked back, and he was shy even after being photographed by the TV station.

Yan Qi frowned, and heard the other end of the phone say: "Your dad and I watched the game. We played well. When is your school on holiday?"

"May [-]st, starting tomorrow."

"Then you can bring Ye Yang back for dinner tomorrow, if he doesn't go back to his home."

When the two arrived home, Su Yumei was making soup in the kitchen.

She is from Baicheng. In the first 20 years, because Yan Qi's grandmother was reluctant to marry her daughter away, Yan Zhe had been living with her in Baicheng.

Last year when his grandmother passed away, Yan Zhe was afraid that Su Yumei would be hurt, so he brought her back to his hometown Qingyan.

This is their house in Qingyan.

Yan Qi accompanied her when she moved, but she was still a little unfamiliar with this new home.

He led Ye Yang around the house, and found that apart from Yan Zhe and Su Yumei's master bedroom, only one of the other vacant rooms had a bed made up.

And the bed was very small.

"Mom." Yan Qi went to the kitchen and asked, "Where does Ye Yang sleep?"

Su Yumei was holding soup with a porcelain spoon, without turning her head: "Sleep in your room."

"There is only one single bed in my room."

"Didn't you two sleep in a single bed when you were young?"

"...We are now 1.8 meters, sleeping in a single bed. Do you think it is suitable?"

"I think it's suitable." Su Yumei smiled softly, "You just come back and stay for one night, don't cause trouble for Mom, just make do with sleep."

Yan Qi: "..."

"That's right." Su Yumei brought out a bowl of soup, and said, "You two didn't like the kind of fruit candy that you loved the most when you were young. I prepared a can and put it on the bay window of your house."

"Oh."

Yan Qi walked back to the door of his bedroom, and visually measured the width of the bed. It was estimated that he and Ye Yang would be crowded enough lying on it back to back.

They are too tall, and they will bend their legs when they sleep on their sides, and the width of their legs when they are back to back is not enough.

Yan Qi thought for a while, and there was probably only one posture that allowed the two of them to coexist on this bed——

hug to sleep.

There was a crisp sound of peeling cellophane by the bay window.

Yan Qi turned his head and saw Ye Yang sitting on the bay window, peeling an orange candy and throwing it into his mouth.

He and Ye Yang liked this kind of fruit candy when they were young, so Su Yumei put a glass jar on the bay window of Yan Qi's room, and he brought Ye Yang one every day.

Until that year, when they had just entered junior high school and their love affair had just begun, a beautiful girl in the class confessed to Ye Yang.

When Yan Qi passed by, he happened to see her running away crying.

He actually felt that the girl was a good match for Ye Yang, so he stuffed a fruit candy into Ye Yang's palm and asked casually, "Why did you refuse?"

Ye Yang was silent for a while, spread his palms and stared at the candy, and answered irrelevantly: "If I don't refuse, and stay with her, what will you do?"

Yan Qi didn't understand why he asked this, followed Ye Yang's gaze to look at the candy, and thought about it from the perspective of a good brother: "Shall I bring one for her too?"

It's been so long, Yan Qi couldn't remember Ye Yang's expression at that time, but he only remembered that after that day, Ye Yang no longer liked this kind of candy.

The living room door closed with a bang, Yan Qi turned around and saw Yan Zhe changing shoes in the hallway.

He straightened up from the door frame and called Ye Yang: "Let's go, eat."

After washing his hands in the bathroom, Yan Qi went into the kitchen to help Su Yumei bring out the dishes.

I heard Yan Zhe asking Ye Yang: "I haven't seen you grow so tall in a year. Many people in school like it?"

Ye Yang replied while picking up vegetables: "No, uncle."

Yan Zhe looked at him and smiled, then asked, "Are you in love?"

"Snap".

Ye Yang dropped one of his chopsticks to the ground.

He bent down to pick it up, and then replied: "Not yet."

"That's good." Yan Zhe nodded, and suddenly changed the topic, "What do you think of our Ah Qi? Do you like it?"

After picking up the chopsticks, Ye Yang stretched out his hand to take a mouthful of soup, when he choked when he heard this.

Yan Qi quickly gave him a tissue, and by the way, gave his father a blank look.

Yan Zhe was still saying: "Uncle watched the football game yesterday, I think you two look very good together."

"Could you stop messing with the mandarin ducks?"

"Ah Qi, don't be shy, Ye Yang was a child we grew up watching, I think it's okay."

Su Yumei made a bowl of rice from the kitchen and came out: "I think so too."

Yan Qi: "..."

Eleven o'clock.

The master bedroom had already turned off the lights, but Yan Qi's bedroom was still lit with a small night light.

The light was very weak, barely illuminating a small area at the head of the bed.

Ye Yang came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and saw Yan Qi lying on the bed, sideways facing the wall, his long legs slightly bent.

He walked to the side and lay down, leaning against Yan Qi's shoulder to look over, and found that Yan Qi's eyelids were closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

Ye Yang called softly: "Ah Qi."

No one should.

The two of them drove at six o'clock this morning, and they were already very sleepy by now.

Yan Qi fell into a deep sleep, even in this aggrieved position.

Seeing that he couldn't stretch his hands and feet, Ye Yang stretched out his arms, encircled Yan Qi with a little strength, pulled him out, and leaned half into his arms.

As soon as he lowered his face, he buried it behind Yan Qi's neck.

Can smell the pheromones released unconsciously by a sleeping person.

A hint of sea salt citrus.

Ye Yang hugged him and lay down for a while, his Adam's apple rolled slightly uncontrollably.

He lowered his eyes, pressed his lips against the glands at the back of Yan Qi's neck, and kissed them along the tip of his hair, all the way to the base of his ears.

The movement was very light and did not wake him up.

Half asleep and half awake, Yan Qi vaguely heard someone talking.

want you.

The voice was low and hoarse, and it sounded extremely uncomfortable.