Xiangyang-kun, come here

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The class lasted until noon, and when the class was over, I was about to get up and go to the cafeteria when I saw a faint orange head at the door, reluctantly clinging to the door to make way for the crowd of people filing out.

I:"……"

Xiangyang?

I approached, and sure enough it was him.

Xiangyang smiled when he saw me coming: "That..."

I watched him silently.

He paused and looked away: "...go to the cafeteria to eat?"

I was taken aback.

Does this mean inviting you to the cafeteria together?

In fact, I haven't sat down and had a meal with Xiangyang yet.

I originally wanted to eat the butter bread from the cafeteria, but since that's the case, let's eat curry.

I nodded.

Then he turned around and returned the diary to him: "Here, I've finished reading it."

"Oh ok." He held it.

I pointed to his classroom: "You put it back first, and then we go to the cafeteria."

"it is good!"

Xiangyang entered his classroom, while I waited for him at the door, there were a few sporadic people looking at me and whispering.

I ignored it and looked inside.

They seem to have changed seats, and the teenager in the front row sat in the middle.

Until one of the boys whispering came to Xiangyang and said something that made Xiangyang blush.

After a long while, Xiangyang nodded his head abnormally lightly, instead of his most common reaction before, such as shaking his arms or other big movements.

Xiangyang looked up at me, waved goodbye quickly, and ran towards me.

"Awaited!"

"Not too long," I glanced at the classmates behind him, "What are you talking about?"

"It's just..." Xiangyang lowered his head and looked at me cautiously, "Ask if we're dating or something..."

Oh this.

Me: "Then what did you answer?"

Xiangyang stared straight at it: "Very firmly, yes."

I responded and walked towards the cafeteria, and he quickly followed.

At our speed, there was already a long line in the cafeteria.

I changed my mind again and skipped the curry and ate the one with the least queue.

At the end of the row, Xiangyang looked sideways and looked forward: "A lot of people—"

"indeed."

Then I stood quietly in line, as usual.

Xiangyang behind him was also quiet at first, but he seemed very disturbed by the non-talkative atmosphere. He said, "Xiaohui, where are you at noon? In the classroom?"

Then I turned my head: "No, I'm usually upstairs in the library, no one is there, it's quieter."

There are several libraries in this building, which are usually stacked with teaching materials, but there are also some other books, not as big as the library, just a few full bookshelves, plus a rectangular table that can seat more than a dozen people table.

"What about you?"

He was thinking, I asked.

"Me?" Xiangyang thought for a while, "Now I have to go to the volleyball court to practice, or just sit and chat with Xingzhi and the others on the bench? But they are also very busy now, and I often go to the volleyball court alone Just practice and go to class.”

I nodded, feeling that the topic was over, and was about to turn my head back when Xiangyang gritted his teeth and suggested, "Is Xiaohui coming?"

Me: "Where? The volleyball court?"

"Yeah, because I'm the only one during the lunch break, and it's more spacious. I can lie down and sleep after practicing."

He tried to sell his treasure location, and I thought about it for a while.

"Is there no one?"

Xiangyang nodded fiercely: "Yeah! Because everyone is here during club activities in the afternoon."

"You have the key too? What if the door is closed?"

Our junior high school volleyball court here is not as strictly managed as in high school. After all, physical education classes may also be inside, but it is luck to see if the gate is not closed.

"I'm also in the men's volleyball club...although I only borrowed the key some time ago...cough."

Xiangyang paused: "It's just that there may be the sound of me playing..."

"It's nothing. I fell asleep and couldn't even wake up from thunder."

Wait for us to line up, serve the meal and sit down.

We didn't talk during the meal, we just buried our heads in the meal.

Xiangyang still ate much faster than me. After he finished eating, he sat there and watched me eat, Amber blinked, and sat opposite me like a big dog staring at me.

I ate one bite at a time without any psychological burden.

Xiangyang suddenly smiled.

I:"?"

Xiangyang met my strange gaze, immediately restored his original expression, and explained dryly: "I just think Xiaohui, you eat small bites, very cute."

Me: "Do I take small bites?"

Xiangyang: "Yes."

Me: "...Okay."

I ate it alone without realizing it.

Immediately, I deliberately dug a big mouthful of white rice and swallowed it.

Become a big mouthful to eat.

Xiangyang slowly leaned his elbows on the edge of the table, and then propped his cheeks to watch with a melting face.

As soon as I finished eating, the opposite side handed over a tissue, I took it and wiped my mouth: "Thank you."

"It's okay." Xiangyang smiled.

I went back to the classroom to get the books I was reading, and then went to the indoor volleyball court with him.

The volleyball court was empty and deserted. It was sunny outside, so I didn’t need to turn on the lights. I just sat by the window and read a book.

Xiangyang took out the volleyball and started hitting it bang bang bang. The sound of the ball hitting the wooden floor echoed in the empty room for a long time.

My attention is all on extracurricular books, and I prefer to read this kind of storybooks in my spare time.

As soon as I walked in, I didn't care about the sound of the volleyball hitting.

I don't know how long it took, but when I saw about the same number of pages, I thought it was time for a nap before I closed the book and raised my head.

The people in the middle of the field took off their jackets and only their short-sleeved shirts were left. They seemed to be in the middle of an intermission. They were panting while standing on one side of the volleyball net. Fair skin reveals traces of exercise.

Xiangyang seemed to be getting hot. He held up the neckline of the white short-sleeved shirt to dissipate heat.

I took off my coat, unlike Xiangyang wearing my own clothes, but wearing a summer short-sleeved school uniform, I lay down on the ground and shook the coat to cover my body.

By the way, the ceiling of the volleyball court is so high...

"Is Xiaohui going to sleep?" Xiangyang said.

I lay on my side facing him: "Yeah."

It was different lying on the ground watching him.

Xiangyang faced me, lowered his head and stared at me, his slightly undulating chest due to exercise quickly slowed down, as he approached, the muscles in his legs under the shorts seemed to have not slowed down and were still tense, so I took a look at him Just kneel down and sit in front of me.

I raised my eyes to look at Xiangyang's face, he propped one hand between us, his head was hanging straight down so that the soft orange hair was all down, and the face that was always sunny was covered with shadows.

It's just that there is no smile on the lips, the expression is pure and kind, and the eyes are not covered.

Because of the angle at which he approached, I had to look up slightly: "What's wrong?"

"Xiaohui seems... there is something in her hair? A piece of paper?" Xiangyang said calmly.

I touched: "Where?"

"here."

He reached out, and I felt a light touch on the side of my head.

Because of the slightly sideways posture, the black hair scattered on the ground in my peripheral vision was accidentally pressed by his hand on the ground, which is pitiful.

The heat from the boy's exercise drifted over slowly.

I stared at Xiangyang's wrist supporting the ground, and blinked.

His hand almost touched my ear when he got close to twisting the hair, but luckily he didn't.

Immediately, a strand of hair on the side of the head was picked up, and the other party seemed to be groping along it inch by inch, trying to remove the piece of paper.

I raised my eyes to look at his face, Xiangyang focused on it, even if it was just a small piece of paper.

In just a few seconds, a drop of sweat slid down the side of his face, unlike others that directly followed the boy's skin and sank into the collar, but because of the owner's bowing his head halfway, it suddenly broke away from the skin and dripped down.

pat.

I almost thought it was going to drip on me, but before I could react, the drop hit the ground between me and him, forming tiny flowers.

The raised hair fell down at the same time as the sweat.

"Okay." Xiangyang twisted the small white paper in his hands, and finally smiled, his eyes slightly curved.

He looked at me, and I looked at each other calmly, but Xiangyang suddenly blushed and pursed his lips.

But it didn't move.

I glanced at his brow, not seeing much sweat.

When I stretched out my hand, Xiangyang was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his head even more in the next second, almost obediently touching my hand.

I just touched his forehead lightly with my fingers, it was full of sweat and wet.

Moisturizes fingertips instantly.

He seemed to be in a daze, staring at me in a daze, as if he was fixing me on the ground at a close distance, the young man's continuous heat and his breath invaded.

I said, "Wipe off your sweat and then take a nap."

After a while, he replied:

"it is good."

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感谢在2022-03-2215:06:18~2022-03-2320:50:47期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: the paper man is so fragrant, one green shade;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：烨子酱58瓶；小楼一夜听春雨10瓶；我不可能喜欢大师兄8瓶；哈哈哈哈哈哈5瓶；naniga3瓶；菲常悠雅2瓶；一顿能吃三个饭团1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!