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Oikawa took off half of the earphones, walked to the edge of the balcony by himself, and leaned slightly.The coffee can in his hand was pressed against the balcony railing, and the crisp sound of metal touching fell into the night lightly and clearly.

Zuo Zhizi felt as if he was about to speak.

There are still ambiguous and entangled voices in the earphones, as well as the sound of chirping water from lips and tongues touching.The AV audio that is usually used for decompression is inexplicably weird in this scene no matter how you look at it—she simply took off both earphones, and at the same time straightened her messy sideburns around her ears, dark eyes Hitomi stared at Oikawa Toru.

Oikawa Toru: "...It's 02:30 now."

Zuo Zhizi: "I recite English."

Oi Chuanche raised the tablet in his hand to her: "I watch the game video."

The tablet screen had been turned off by Oi Chuanche, and a slender white light refracted back from the black screen, swaying past Zuo Zhizi's fair face.She unconsciously turned the empty coffee can in her palm, nodded: "Then go to bed early..."

Oi Chuanche interrupted her: "When can we reconcile?"

"..."

The air instantly became quiet.Zuo Zhizi looked at Oi Chuanche with a strange expression, never expecting that Ji Chuanche would ask directly—the usual frivolous smile was gone on his face, and his dark brown eyes were fixed on Zuo Zhizi.

He saw a stunned expression clearly appearing on the girl's face, her eyes were wider than usual, her thick black eyelashes were shadowed by the moonlight, and the white earphone wire was wrapped around her arm, dangling slenderly.

It seems that some tacit mistake was suddenly pulled out of the mud - that's why Zuo Zhizi showed such a surprised expression.

Oi Chuanche pursed his lips, his forehead hair was disheveled by the night wind, casting shadows on his smooth forehead.Those shadows followed the boy's eyelashes upside down, and the light in his honey-like pupils also fluctuated with the light and dark.

The astonishment on Zuo Zhizi's face quickly faded.She raised her chin slightly, a trace of just-right doubt appeared on her cute face, and asked, "What reconciliation?"

Oikawa Toru: "I mean...for example——"

He didn't finish his sentence, his eyebrows were frowned, and he couldn't find a suitable word from his own language library to describe his current relationship with Zuo Zhizi.

But Zuo Zhizi already understood what he meant, and quickly refused: "Don't even think about it!"

Very angry and very indifferent tone, when Oi Chuanche opened his eyes wide in astonishment and wanted to protest something, Zuo Zhizi had already turned around and closed the sliding door of the balcony forcefully.Oi Chuanche was left alone on the balcony immediately, and he looked blankly at the empty balcony of the other party. At this moment, a gust of icy wind blew by, and Oi Chuanche shivered uncontrollably, followed by another sneeze.

Sophomore year, middle of the second semester.

The cherry blossoms in the school have come to an end, only the dense green leaves are still growing eagerly.Not long after the spring high school preliminaries in September ended, the volleyball club in Aoba Castle West began to practice with a similar intensity as usual.

The third-year seniors have not come to the volleyball club to train recently, and only the first-year and second-year members are still active in the third gymnasium.

Zuo Zhizi was yawning and sitting listlessly in the auditorium, earphones were still plugged in, and a new erotic/erotic radio drama was being played - people always have a special habit of decompression, Zuo Zhizi is a little bit to himself The special decompression method is well accepted.

What's more, no one else knows about this habit except her.As long as her expression is calm enough, no one will suspect that the female manager holding an English vocabulary book is actually listening to pornographic radio dramas.

The summer in the gymnasium is always sweltering, even if the air conditioner is turned on, it will not help; after all, the area of ​​the gymnasium is too large.

Zuo Zhizi felt drowsy and leaned back on the back of the seat.She was sitting in the first row, with the volleyball court in front of her. The screeching sound of volleyball shoes rubbing against the clean floor was mixed with the youthful cries of 'good ball', 'one more ball' and 'good catch'.

Just hearing the sound makes me feel hot.

As she thought this way, a thin slit opened in her slightly closed eyes, and the too bright sunlight scrambled to emerge from this slit, falling on her retina.

...It's so bright that I'm going to be blinded by the light.

"Azzo! Azzo—"

The hot air rushed towards his face, Zuo Zhizi reluctantly opened his eyes, sat up a little bit upright, and faced Oi Chuanche who was running in front of him, half bent and breathing heavily.

He arched his waist, pressed his hands on his bent knees, the black and white knee pads were mostly pressed by his broad palms, the bones and veins were so obvious on the bent wrists, and streams of sweat dripped down his jaw It landed on the back of his hand propped up on his knee.

The smell of sweat mixed with laundry detergent hits the face, and there seems to be some cooling alcohol in it.

Zuo Zhizi stepped back, her back almost touching the hot chair back.

Oikawa Toru noticed her evasive movement.He raised his eyebrows, and suddenly, a bright smile appeared on his face - Zuo Zhizi felt bad when he saw him smiling, and turned around, wanting to step over directly from the back of the chair.

She just got up, turned around, Oi Chuanche already took advantage of her size, bent down and easily hugged Zuo Zhizi from behind.Zuo Zhizi stepped on his knees several times, and Ji Chuanche remained indifferent, with one arm tightly wrapped around her waist, and the other dirty hand pinched Zuo Zhizi's face and rubbed it messily.

Zuo Zhizi was so angry that she screamed and pushed Ji Chuanche's sweaty arm away.

The players in the distance at halftime were stunned and looked at each other.Iwaizumi immediately took out a volleyball from the volleyball basket, smashed it on the back of Oikawache's head, and cursed: "No fights during the break time! Trash Toru, let me go right away—and Azuo! Don't kick him twice!" Between the legs! He will throw the ball for us later!"

Matsukawa Kazuzuki: "...Iwaizumi's reaction made me let go of calling the police."

Hanamaki Takada muttered to himself: "Is this my childhood sweetheart? I don't understand."

Matsukawa patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "That's because there is something wrong with their brain circuits, normal childhood sweethearts still love each other more..."

Iwaizumi's roar overwhelmed the voices of the two of them: "Are you two listening to me?! You are not allowed to pull your hair!!"

Kazuya Matsukawa/Takadai Hanamaki: "..."

Wataru asked suspiciously, "A sophomore?"

Hanamaki Takada waved his hand: "It's okay, those two people won't go against each other in the second grade of kindergarten. Don't look at them fighting all the time, but they actually have a pretty good relationship."

Under Iwaizumi's iron-fisted rule, Oikawa Toru and Zuo Zhizi temporarily ceased fighting.The two stood side by side in front of Iwaizumi, with hair that had been grabbed into a chicken coop by the other party, and listened to Iwaizumi's lecture with an expression of disbelief.

Yan Quanyi: "How many times have I said this! Recruiting new students next school year, the faces of the two of you are very important, especially you and Chuan Toru! Ah Zuo is a girl - how many times have I said that you can't grab girls' faces! Aren't you usually good at treating girls?"

Oi Chuanche curled his lips, touched the corner of his mouth that was scratched by Zuo Zhizi's nails, and retorted angrily: "I am good at dealing with girls, not the goddess of war! Don't you know the fighting power of this guy? If you shouted again just now Slow down, she is really going to crush my physical ability for the rest of my life!"

Zuo Zhizi covered her red and slightly swollen face from pinching, and forced out a ferocious smile: "If a person commits a crime, he will be beaten."

Oi Chuanche: "Where am I guilty?!"

Zuo Zhizi was shocked, looked at him, and pointed angrily at her swollen cheek, where there were still thick gray and dirty fingerprints.

Zuo Zhizi: "Isn't this called being cheap?"

Oi Chuanche's eyes were wide open, and he defended himself: "This is revenge! You deliberately smeared charcoal dust on my face after finishing the sketch yesterday. Isn't it normal for me to take revenge now?"

When the two got together, they both felt that they were very reasonable, and they were about to pinch again—Iwaizumi felt a headache, so he bent his fingers and tapped each of them on the forehead.When two people were covering their foreheads at the same time and screaming, he grabbed one person's hand, overlapped their palms, and ordered them coldly: "Hold my hand until you understand your mistake!"

Zuo Zhizi and Oi Chuanche showed both frozen and shocked expressions on their faces at the same time.

Zuo Zhizi had a little bit of conscience towards Yan Quanyi, but Oi Chuanche had become a habit of being beaten, so he blurted out without thinking: "Xiao Yan, did you learn the trick of reconciliation from our kindergarten in our community?"

Yan Quan was ashamed: "...shut up!"

Anger is nothing but anger. After being reminded by Oikawa Toru, Iwaizumi's mind cleared up a lot, and at the same time he also realized that this kind of punishment was indeed no longer suitable for Oikawa Toru and Zuo Zhizi.

They are all in the second year of high school, not the second grade of elementary school.

As soon as Iwaizumi let go of his hand, he rubbed his brows: "I'm so mad at you...Can't you let me be more peaceful?"

Zuo Zhizi quickly said, "It's all because of Garbage Che!"

Oi Chuanche responded immediately: "I said it was revenge!"

Zuo Zhizi: "Huh? Are you naive? Are you still taking revenge? Are you a middle class student and Captain Ji Chuan!"

When she gets angry, the expression on her face is very vivid—it's a sweet smile, her tone of voice is sarcasm and sarcasm, her blushing soft face slightly looks up at the person she's talking to, and her brows and eyes are lively and confident. to mock.

But she also has such a lovely face, like a watermelon that has just been fished out of the well this summer, it is so sweet and cold that one looks at it and feels refreshed and comfortable.

Several other members of the department had nothing to do, so they sat in rows and watched them quarrel.The first graders are still relatively restrained, and dare not come to join in the fun——Hanamaki Daigui waved to them: "Come and sit and watch, the façades in our team are arguing, it's very eye-catching, and it can relax your mood."

Yajin Xiu said cautiously: "This, this is not good, is it? Won't the senior be angry?"

Daiki Hanamaki: "Oh, it doesn't matter what the two of them say. Anyway, they quarrel every day, so just watch it as an entertainment program for our volleyball club."

It is indeed as what Hanamaki Daiki said - it is common for Sazhizi and Chuanche to quarrel and even pull each other's hair.In front of Zuo Zhizi, Ji Chuanche, who has a good relationship with the opposite sex, seems to be a different person, completely without the gentleness and elegance that he faces other women.

On the contrary, it became extremely close to his appearance on the volleyball court.

Difficult to deal with, revenge is inevitable, seize the opportunity to beat the opponent to death, break every bone, and then step on the opponent's head and continue to move forward.

A big devil who can easily tear apart the opponent's line of defense psychologically.

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The author has something to say:

Xiaoyan: My heart is broken for this family.jpg

Why does everyone think they are clueless?I'm already in the third year of high school. I don't know how many times I have done it. How could I still not get the hang of it? 【狗头】

At most, the emotional outlook is immature.

·感谢在2022-07-2615:29:02~2022-07-2715:49:27期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thank you to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 31 bottles of Qingwangchuan; 3 bottles of Beiwang Youyu; 1 bottle of Xuan Zhier and Mandrill's puppy;

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