Xingyu Street

This year, Qiao Hengxin's birthday happened to be on Saturday. On Friday, he sent a message in his friend group, and asked Duan Xuyan and Yao Qing to spare the weekend time tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, because he borrowed his father A holiday estate where I plan to celebrate my birthday.

After seeing Qiao Hengxin's message, there were hundreds of people in the group of friends with only eleven people. Duan Xuyan took a look and replied, "I know."

His appearance made the group of friends in the carnival calm down for a few seconds, and then they started to ding ding ding again, with new messages being sent out continuously.

——I was moved, the last time Lao Duan appeared in this group was the last time.

——Old Duan, you really... I know it's good to fall in love, but can you take a look at us more or less when you are free?

— Tsk, look at what you said, do you have his wife cuter?

——One thing to say, his wife is indeed cuter than both of you combined.

——There are two things to say, I also want to fall in love, errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrru, I don't want to be with you stinky old men every time I take a break! (>д<)

——噫~

——You are the one who stinks!

——Brother, you have to thank the WeChat group for not having a mute function.

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Duan Xuyan didn't read the news after that, he was not surprised that they knew that they were in a relationship, after all Qiao Hengxin was a "big mouth".

After work in the afternoon, Duan Xuyan went to University A to pick up Mo Xiaoyu. What surprised him was that he went to the library but saw no one. After searching around, the library staff told him that the library closed early on Friday. Mo Xiaoyu was taken to the basketball court by several freshman students.

Duan Xuyan was very surprised when he heard that, because Mo Xiaoyu didn't tell him about it, "Get off work early?"

"That's right, I got off work at about four o'clock today. Tomorrow is the weekend. The library let us go back early." The library staff was about to go out when they suddenly said, "Xiao Yu's backpack Put it away, it's in the lounge, if you want to find him, you can take the bag with you, so you don't have to run again."

Duan Xuyan thanked her, walked into the lounge and took away Mo Xiaoyu's backpack.

There are several basketball courts in University A, and Duan Xuyan was not sure which basketball court those students took Mo Xiaoyu to, so he had to go back to the car and look for it while driving.

Five minutes later, he finally found someone on the basketball court with Mo Xiaoyu once, a Mo Xiaoyu he had never seen before, who was joking and joking with his peers on the court, running around.

Fang Tu was also there, and the other boys should be his classmates. They were very kind to Mo Xiaoyu, and they took him to play together but did not ignore him.They taught Mo Xiaoyu how to shoot, dribble, and dribble over others. People of this age showed rare and rare patience to treat Mo Xiaoyu seriously. good.

Mo Xiaoyu had a lot of fun with them, he was sweating profusely from running, his forehead hair was wet and stuck to his face, Fang Tu saw that he was sweating a lot, so he found a tissue to wipe him off .

Mo Xiaoyu stood there grinning happily, and didn't hide from Fangtu's hand, and let Fangtu wipe his sweat with his face flushed from the heat.

At this moment, Duan Xuyan, who was sitting in the driver's seat and saw everything, was in an extremely complicated mood. The gratification and joy that had not dissipated were mixed with the dissatisfaction and sense of crisis that had arisen after the discovery of the most cherished treasure. Intertwined feelings made Duan Xuyan's chest sore, numb and stuffy.

I don't know if it's because the car was too stuffy, Duan Xuyan felt a little out of breath, even what Yao Qing said many days ago came back to his mind, it was deafening.

——He met you, 'Duan Xuyan' first, but what if he could meet the next one, 'Duan Xuyan'?

The former Duan Xuyan had absolute confidence that he was unique to Mo Xiaoyu, and no one could replace him.But now, on the basketball court not far away, a man was wiping Mo Xiaoyu's sweat. Mo Xiaoyu didn't hide, and he didn't even mean to wipe his own sweat. God wiped his sweat for him.

And Mo Xiaoyu, who usually shared everything with him, didn't tell him that he would leave work early today.

Even at this point, Mo Xiaoyu didn't think of going back to the library, and didn't think of worrying if he couldn't see him when he came.

Anxiety is like a drop of ink on paper. The ink will just smudge and smudge, and there is nothing you can do about it.

For a long time, Duan Xuyan sat in the car without moving, a strange emotion that he had never experienced broke in unreasonably, yelling and shouting loudly.

Duan Xuyan can only relieve it by himself, because he can't bring his anxiety to Mo Xiaoyu, he won't understand, maybe he doesn't understand, Duan Xuyan really doesn't want to make him unhappy, let alone let him experience his mood at the moment.

Not long after, Mo Xiaoyu, who was crazy about playing, finally realized belatedly that he seemed to have been playing here for a long time, and now it seemed that it was time for Duan Xuyan to pick him up.

Thinking of this, Mo Xiaoyu was a little anxious. Fang Tu handed him the basketball, but he didn't reach out to pick it up. He grabbed the corner of his clothes nervously with both hands and frowned, "Fang Tu, Xiaoyu is going back, Xuyan is coming to pick Xiaoyu home gone."

"Oh yes! I almost forgot!" Fang Tu turned his head and threw the basketball to the person behind him, "Hey, you guys play first, I'll take Xiao Yu back to the library, his family will come to pick him up soon."

"Okay, Xiaoyu, let's play together next time."

"Goodbye, little rain."

Mo Xiaoyu waved goodbye to his friends while walking outside the basketball court, "Goodbye."

Fang Tu led him up the stairs beside the basketball court, and after he passed through the stepped auditorium and walked to the sidewalk outside the basketball game, Mo Xiaoyu saw the car parked on the side of the road at a glance.

He recognized Duan Xuyan's car, but he was a little puzzled when the car stopped here but he didn't see Duan Xuyan.

Fang Tu walked out two steps before realizing that Mo Xiaoyu hadn't followed, and walked back with an inexplicable expression on his face, "Xiaoyu, what's wrong?"

Mo Xiaoyu pursed her lips, "Xuyan's car..."

Hearing this, Fang Tu followed Mo Xiaoyu's line of sight, and when he saw the car parked on the side of the road, he hummed suspiciously, "It seems...it's your boyfriend's car."

Duan Xuyan's car came to University A every day. He had seen it several times, and he was familiar with it and remembered the license plate number, so he was sure at a glance that it was Duan Xuyan's car.

Mo Xiaoyu was also sure, but he didn't know why, Duan Xuyan couldn't get out of the car, and didn't go to the basketball court to look for him.

Mo Xiaoyu sensitively felt that Duan Xuyan seemed to be angry... because she didn't tell him that he was going to play basketball with his friends, so Xuyan didn't tell him when he came, and didn't get out of the car to find him...

Mo Xiaoyu stood at the same spot and looked across the road at the car parked on the opposite side of the road, biting her lower lip nervously, her hand hanging by her side unconsciously grasped the hem of her clothes, her knuckles turned white with force.

He was a little scared, so scared that he wanted to cry.

Before his eyes turned red, Duan Xuyan, who was sitting in the car in a daze, finally came back to his senses. He turned his head through the car window and saw Mo Xiaoyu who was standing on the side of the road looking at him anxiously, and his heart skipped a beat. Jump, broken!