Two small without dismantling

Pran Perspective

"What's wrong with you, Pran? You're very pale."

I was startled when Wai's cold palm touched my forehead as I was restlessly looking for the man who was supposed to be hiding on the balcony.

Where did he go?How did he disappear on the tenth floor, where there were no gaps or shelters, a place where there was nowhere to hide?

"Ah...it's nothing." I frowned tightly, "You can go back, hurry up and do your homework."

"I think it's because homework puts too much pressure on you? Don't you even sleep?"

"Sleep, but you, go back and rest."

He looked at me puzzled, nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll go back later. Are you going to stay up all night tonight? If you're too sleepy in the middle of the night, I'll call to accompany you."

"I might sleep later, I stayed up all night yesterday."

"Okay, then I'll go back, so you can finish it quickly and go to sleep."

I nodded and sent him to the door, trying to control my emotions and try not to reveal the slightest in my look or eyes.Want Wai to leave quickly so that I can close the door quickly to see if that guy Pat is alive or dead.

"See you tomorrow."

He smiled at me and waved goodbye, I also waved to him with a smile, and he walked away after two or three times. The second I closed the door, I immediately let go of the doorknob and stepped to the balcony in three steps and two steps.

Boom!

"Pat!"

I quickly pushed the door open, looked left and right anxiously, and when I didn't find the person, I lay down on the guardrail and looked downstairs—I knew I shouldn't look downstairs, but I just couldn't help it.

"What? I'm not dead yet?"

I poked my head out and immediately turned to the direction of the voice—I could even recognize his voice when it turned into ashes. "Pat you bastard!"

"It seems that you are very worried about me."

I frowned impatiently, not finding it funny, "Is it funny?"

"Hey! Don't be sullen! I'm not acting. Isn't your dead monkey friend coming to the balcony to see some scenery? What can I do?"

"..." I pursed my lips and looked away. Although I knew it wasn't Pat's fault, I couldn't help being irritable. Of course, part of the reason I was so irritable was because I was angry with myself and felt that I couldn't do anything well. .

"Hey! Pran! Don't hide! I can't get through, help me," I quickly dodged and let him yell, but before half of my body fell to the door, my footsteps stopped. Because the person went on to say: "I just jumped from the balcony and twisted my foot."

"What did you say?"

"I sprained my foot, it hurts..." He made a very sad look.

I let out a long sigh, "Then what happened to your feet?"

"Do...well, not yet, Pha doesn't want to help me."

I squinted and looked at the hesitant who obviously did something wrong, "Because you're stupid."

"It hurts, come and help me." He made a look like he was about to crawl over, which made me even more furious.

"Are you crazy?"

"Oh! It's fine if you don't help, you're still going to kill me!"

"Are you going to climb again and fall all the way down or something? Come through the gate!"

"Oh..." The person on the other side of the balcony seemed to have just realized it, nodding like a chicken pecking at rice.If you are so smart and fell from the balcony like this, what else do I have to doubt?

"It's because of that dead monkey that I'm in such pain. See, I've died down, and he came to provoke me."

I sat quietly and listened to his complaints. His appearance was exactly the same as those brats who dirty their clothes and were afraid of being scolded by their mothers, and then tried their best to justify themselves, "You have to make the decision for me."

"What do I do for you? He just came to get his own things. I'm not very good at massage."

"Ice!"

"Isn't ice water ice? Be honest, wait until the water spills."

I admonished him fiercely, holding the basin hard to prevent the basin from shaking because of his struggle.I didn't realize how lunatic this man was until he sat for a massage. How dare you say that Pha doesn't want to help him deal with his sprain with such a strong smell of medicine?You can't tell a lie.

I decided to speak to him, but seeing his ankle bone was red and swollen, I didn't want to hold on to it anymore. If it could make him feel better, then it would be fine if I did it again.

I soaked the towel in ice water and put it on my ankle according to the swelling reduction tips I found on the Internet, and then gently massaged his ankle, repeating this several times, when I felt unusually quiet , I looked up at him, and when I met my eyes, I knew that I was wrong. The slightly raised arc of the corner of his mouth showed his good mood. His eyes stared at me naked, as if there were a thousand words, I felt my face suddenly It started to burn, so I had to lower my head and stare at my ankles as before.

"Pran."

"what happened?"

"The basketball game is two weeks away, School of Engineering vs. School of Architecture."

"Ok, I know."

"Are you participating?"

"Participate, Wai has reported my name."

"Why is he everywhere?"

"he is my friend."

"But I'm your boyfriend."

I sighed and shook my head helplessly, "Well, then why did you ask?"

"I also signed up."

"It's nothing strange, but if you still move around like this, you won't be able to register unless your feet get better."

"No, ah, if you sign up, what if I don't sign up."

"Do you have to fight with me for everything?" After saying that, I laughed, picked up a towel to wipe off the water around the ankle, wrapped it in an elastic bandage, and then put his foot on the ground, then I moved and stood up. Get up, "Okay, it's done, put away the things by myself, I'm going to do my homework."

"It's already 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, you didn't sleep last night."

"Let me do it for another hour~"

"How many times have you said that? Hour after hour every time."

"Okay, let's talk about an hour tonight."

"I'm going to set an alarm to remind you."

"It's up to you to do whatever you want, but you have to collect the things first."

Pat muttered something quietly, but I didn't care, and went back to the desk to continue doing my homework.What are these things? After tossing around for almost an hour, I returned the time I spent doing homework...

"Oh my god, I'm getting tired and crazy."

After hearing the sound of the key in the lock, I turned my attention away from my homework, and then the person who was still begging for the key two days ago opened the door and walked in, and then began to complain:

"It's a little slow today."

"Um, I have to work harder on the last day of the day. Have you been back for a long time? Go take a shower."

"Don't come in first." When I noticed that he was smelling sweat and wanted to rush over to hug me, I immediately pointed the mold at his face and said vigilantly, "Go take a shower."

"I haven't even walked in three steps, you are going to drive me to take a shower, can't you let me take a breath first?"

"Go to the bathroom to breathe, my room stinks to death."

"Looking at what you said, I'm not happy at all."

"talkative."

He squinted his eyes and smiled, and moved closer to me, "By the way, your face is so red, are you sick?"

"A little."

"Have you taken your medicine?"

"Eat, I'm not you."

"God, I'm still being told that I care about you. I'm just your boyfriend. If you don't let me care about you, who do you want me to care about? Uh~"

"Hurry up, hurry up," I made an impatient look, not wanting to quarrel with him anymore, I lowered my head and continued to pay attention to my homework.

Then the man smiled happily and walked to the bathroom. He was in a great mood seeing me blowing up my hair.

Since the absence of class, my college has been doing basketball practice for several days in a row, at least two or three hours a day, and the closer the game is, the higher the intensity of practice.It was also fun at first because I was able to go out and exercise, but slowly, the muscles ached and eventually I developed a fever.In addition to basketball practice, I have to continue to do my homework after taking a shower and changing clothes at home. I will be busy until the next morning, because even if there is a basketball game, the homework will still be there. You take a moment to breathe.

Pat wasn't much better either, the intensity of his academy's practice was no less than ours.Both of them were sweating profusely when they came back. After taking a shower, they dragged their heads and fell asleep next to me, and I had to continue to do my homework.But what is more worrying is that Pat's ankle is still aching. From time to time, I can hear him yelling that his foot hurts. I asked me to rub medicine on him and massage him with hot compresses. Seeing him like this is also very worrying.

There's a game tomorrow...if only his feet were a little bit better...

The bustling atmosphere in the gymnasium is still the same as in previous years. The basketball players from the two colleges are wearing uniform basketball uniforms and ready to go on the side of the playground. Overwhelmed by the opponent, many students from other colleges also came to watch.

I glanced at the black heads and started to feel a little nervous. Pat was standing opposite him with his college team members and friends. He lowered his head to check his ankle, as if he was confirming whether his ankle was up to the glorious task of today. The second Pat sensed my gaze looking up, I turned around quickly and was taken aback, as if I had been caught doing something wrong, but the more Pat said, "he was peeping at me." Is it?" expression, I feel more and more embarrassed.Although I was a little annoyed, his teasing eyes relieved me a little. I tried not to let myself pay attention to the interference signal from the other side, and turned my attention to other places.Try not to let the people around you see any clues, but that person is still smiling, as if he doesn't care about the eyes of the people around him.

Is it because I'm afraid others won't see it or what?Whenever there is a chance, he will flirt with eyeballs just like before.

When the basketball game started, I didn't feel nervous anymore. I only saw the moving figures of my teammates and the yellow ball in front of me.A quarter of the competition has passed, but the scores of the two colleges have not yet tied. It is obvious that the Engineering College won the first place. No matter how many times they have been compared, our college's combat effectiveness still cannot beat them. This kind of physical strength I can't help you with the things in the world, and there is no suspense in fighting a group of bison, you still have to rely on intelligence to win!

"Pran, go on!"

Following Wai's shout, I looked up to another corner of the playground, and threw the basketball over with both hands. At that moment, there was a gap in the defense of the other team. I saw the gap, took the ball and rushed to the rebound quickly. Then he jumped, shot, and smashed the ball in one go. The basketball drew a perfect arc in the air and finally hit the floor. It was clean and beautiful.The score of the School of Architecture was ahead of the School of Engineering, they began to be unconvinced, the match point of the game was ignited, and the audience boiled.

In the second quarter, I started having new problems because in addition to worrying about the game, I also had to worry about another pair of that guy's ankles.I just saw that he made a mistake in his judgment and almost fell while running. Even though he stabilized himself quickly so as not to fall to the ground, his painful expression indicated that the foot injury had occurred again.

"Pran."

But he was still running so desperately, what should he do when the pain gets worse later?Why hasn't their coach changed players yet?Didn't you see Pat walking with a limp?

"Pran! Damn it, Pran!"

When Pat turned around and our eyes intersected, he frowned and opened his eyes suddenly, as if he was frightened by something, he waved me to move to my right, and then ran towards me, but when When I looked in the direction he pointed, I was frightened, because I saw the basketball rushing towards me at the speed of light. It was so close to me that I didn't have time to think about how to avoid it.

puff!

"what!"

thump!

"Pran!!"

The basketball slammed into my head, and I fell to the ground, feeling dizzy, shouting and noise mixed with whistles stimulated my nerves, I was dazzled, and everything around me was a blur in my eyes Yes, I only know that there are many people around me back and forth.

But one guy came and grabbed my arm and my face.

"Pran! Are you okay? You look at my face, Pran, damn it! Why are you still having a nosebleed and hitting your nose too?"

A familiar voice rang in my ears. I adjusted my eyes and saw the worry on Pat's face first. I didn't have time to think, my vision was still blurred, so I let him grab my face, rolled up my basketball uniform, and used the hem of his clothes to help I wipe the nosebleed away.

"What's your situation? Don't touch my friend!" It was Wai's voice.

"Asshole! Leave it alone! Don't grab me!"

"Your uncle's!"

"Don't make noise, Pran is important."

Pat's voice, Wai's voice, Kea's voice, and others' voices mixed together made me dizzy. What's more uncomfortable than dizziness is that I have to work hard to distinguish who is who.

"I'll take you to the hospital later, Pran, can you stand up? Put your arms around my neck."

"Hmm..." My complexion was very bad, because my temples on both sides were painful, I raised my hands to support my head, and closed my eyes tightly.

"Does Pran have a headache? Where is your pain? Tell me!"

Pat's voice is still lingering in my ears endlessly, but my ears can't hear anything clearly, as if my ears have been flooded. The world is shaking and shaking, making people unable to maintain balance, and the loud 3D surround sound around me is gradually getting smaller. , I can even feel the sound of the wind blowing on my face, as if everything is still.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw the white ceiling first, and felt that my head was stretched by something, which was so heavy that I couldn't lift my head. I could only lower my eyebrows and look at what I could see around me. I found myself lying on the hospital bed, Surrounded by blue curtains.

"Let you go out!"

"It's you who should go out, get out of the way, I'm going to see Pran!"

"Do you think you are a sweet potato? You are still stalking after it's over."

I heard Pat and Wai arguing behind the curtain, judging from the sound that they were not far away from me, and at this moment I recalled the scene when Pat flew to my side.

Ruined……

slam

The moment the curtain was pulled open, I was startled, turned around and saw Kea opened the curtain and walked in.

"How's Pran?"

"Well...it's all right, but my head still hurts."

"That's good, you have a lump on your head and some bruises, but the doctor said there's nothing serious about it, it's just that you got hit by a basketball and that's why you got a nosebleed."

I nodded, "...Why am I here?"

"..." Kea looked at me silently, moved to the end of the bed and sat, "Pat brought you here."

"..."

I was speechless, only silence, the whole room was so quiet that even the sound of a needle falling on the ground could be heard, and Kea had nothing to ask. It was Kea who spoke first.

"You and him are not really incompatible like we saw, are they?"

"..."

"The way you look at him doesn't look like the kind of eyes that an annoying person should have."

"I……"

"He is also lucky to be in our academy, and you are unconscious again." I don't know when Wai came in. His deep voice interrupted the conversation between me and Kea. I immediately turned to look at him. After Wai's gaze, I quickly lowered my head and stared at my hands, swallowing secretly, feeling my palms were full of sweat, "Because if you're awake, I can see that you look at him in the same way."

Before I could answer his words, he turned around and left. I could only frown and look at my hands in silence. I didn't know what to say, because everything that happened was a fact. , It was such happiness that I forgot who I was, what I was doing, what secrets I hid, and what burdens I carried on my shoulders.

I almost forgot that the relationship between me and Pat is not a normal relationship that people around me can easily accept.I want to hammer myself twice because I am so stupid that I turned everything into what it is now. I used to confidently think that I was in control of everything, but in the end I was the one who pulled it all down to the cloud with my own hands. people.

I'm so stupid, I'm so stupid that I forget what I'm afraid of... Now, what I'm afraid of is happening, and... it may continue to happen as I thought it would.

When secrets are no longer secrets, some things disappear with them...