what volleyball

The end of his words was drowned in the loud noise of fireworks exploding, bright fireworks suddenly lit up the sky, colorful stars fell, the crowd cheered, mixed with lively conversation.

Someone ran over from behind Oi Chuanche, behind him was the colorful light from the fireworks, and Zuo Zhizi's face was clearly reflected in his pupils.The hot wind made people's skin sticky, and Zuo Zhizi even wondered if her ears heard it wrong.

Oi Chuanche's face was close at hand.The tip of his nose was almost touching the tip of Zuo Zhizi's nose, and the warm breath fell on the skin of Zuo Zhizi's cheek, making her unable to tell whether it was the temperature of this summer or the temperature of Oikawa's breath.

The fireworks started.

The setter's words were showing weakness, but his whole body was ready to show aggression.He is already a very aggressive setter, and his best blocks and serves are full of a sense of destruction of violent aesthetics.

Zuo Zhizi held Ji Chuanche's face with both hands and squeezed in the middle, the soft flesh on the boy's cheek was squeezed into a ball by her palm.He was a little unhappy, the aggressiveness on his body suddenly faded, and turned into an angry, slurred protest: "I'm serious! I'm not joking!"

Zuo Zhizi sneered: "Really?"

Oikawa Toru: "I'm not joking!"

She stared at Oi Chuanche's eyes, those honey-colored pupils that were always smiling, and Ji Chuanche's expression was actually serious.

Zuo Zhizi let go of her hand, supported the tiles on the platform with her palm, moved back, and distanced herself from Oi Chuanche, the sneering expression on her face also disappeared, replaced by panic: It's not good, Oi Chuanche's expression... Seems to be true? !

She looked away from Oi Chuanche's face, tried to look at other nearby scenery, and whispered: "Well, I said that I want to find a boyfriend or something - it was an idea that came to me suddenly, I just thought about it, no A plan to put it into action."

Oi Chuanche: "..."

Zuo Zhizi: "I asked Ushido because he thought the atmosphere was good, so he asked casually. He had no other intentions, and he had no intention of dating me. Although we only talked a few words, that guy was obviously full of only Volleyball, that's why I asked him, just to tease him."

In fact, these few explanations are very untenable, and there is no logic or reason enough to convince people.But they are only sophomores in high school, and high school students have all sorts of weird ideas, and they don't need a reason to do something out of the ordinary, such as suddenly wanting to fall in love.

For example jealousy.

For example, falling in love with your good friend since childhood.

Oikawa Toru maintained the posture of imprisoning Sa Gardenia, without changing.He looked down at the girl, the lingering sound of the fireworks was still ringing, the windmill in Zuo Zhizi's hand was blown by the summer wind and made a rattling sound, and the fox mask painted with blue patterns rubbed against the tiled floor, she shrugged unconsciously. Lifting his shoulders, his voice became smaller and smaller until the unfinished words disappeared between his lips and teeth.

The offensive setter waited patiently for her to finish her meaningless excuses, silence, and the wind blew through the gap between them.Zuo Zhizi swallowed her saliva, blinked her eyes nervously, a drop of sweat ran down her forehead, into her eye sockets, and landed on her long and dense eyelashes.

She couldn't see the fireworks, which were blocked by Oikawa Toru.He lightly covered the back of Zuo Zhizi's hand with his palm, and licked his lips: "I want to try."

"..."

Oi Chuanche: "Try to kiss again, if you still feel disgusted, then get along as before."

It's hard to say no when he's serious.What's more, they are too close now; Zuo Zhizi hesitated for a moment, stared at Oi Chuanche's beautiful face, and said out of nowhere: "...then try."

Zuo Zhizi's experience with 'kissing' is limited to watching movies and books.

Oi Chuanche was no better than her.

Fortunately, they were already close, and when Oi Chuanche raised his face a little, he was able to kiss Zuo Zhizi accurately.He leaned over very slowly, his lips touched gently, and then parted in an instant.

Oi Chuanche's heart was beating fast, his palms were sweating from nervousness, and he asked softly, "How do you feel?"

Zuo Zhizi licked her mouth: "It's a bit like the taste of Kanto soup."

Oikawa Toru: "...I was eating oden just now."

Zuo Zhizi: "You didn't say it earlier! I was looking for an Kanto cooking stall just now, but I didn't see it all the way!"

Oi Chuanche was annoyed, and pressed the back of the girl's soft hand with his palm: "Is the focus now on Oden?!"

"..."

It seems true that the focus should not be on oden.

Zuo Zhizi touched her mouth, frowned, and thought hard: "It feels better than last time. Well, do you want to try kissing again? Don't move, I'll do it."

She was eager to try, and quickly raised her hands to hold Ji Chuanche's face—her hands still had the cold breath of the floor tiles, and they suddenly pressed against Ji Chuanche's warm face.Ji Chuanche's face was squeezed into a ball by her, and she couldn't help protesting: "You just touched the floor with your hands, and you haven't washed them—"

Zuo Zhizi: "Shut up! I'm studying how to kiss you, don't interrupt my train of thought!"

Oi Chuanche instantly closed his mouth that needed to be beaten.When he didn't speak, just looking at that face, he was a handsome Chimian guy - Zuo Zhizi stared at his face, studied it for a while, then found a suitable angle, and kissed him from the side.

When you get close, you will feel hot, and when your lips are pressed together, you will feel a little numb.

Zuo Zhizi closed her eyes, took a kiss and then backed away, but she still held Oi Chuanche's face in both hands, a happy smile appeared on her face, her eyes were curved, and she asked, "How does it feel?"

Oi Chuanche: "...a taste of maple syrup."

Zuo Zhizi laughed, "Because I ate candied haws just now."

Oikawa blinked and added: "But I don't think it's disgusting."

Zuo Zhizi: "I don't think it's disgusting either, but it's still kind of weird. It's pretty amazing. I haven't kissed anyone before."

Oi Chuanche: "I have never kissed anyone else."

Zuo Zhizi let go of his cheeks, supported the edge of the rest platform with both hands, and wanted to jump off.Oi Chuanche sensed her intention first, raised his hand and hugged her down easily.

He made this movement naturally and abruptly, Zuo Zhizi was taken aback, grabbed the fabric of the clothes on his shoulders and screamed——Oi Chuanche raised the corners of his mouth triumphantly, and said, "Are you scared?"

Zuo Zhizi regained his composure and opened his eyes wide.She looked down at Ji Chuanche's hand that was still on her waist, and then looked up at the rest platform where she was standing just now, and suddenly remembered that Ji Chuanche carried herself onto the rest platform very easily just now.

very subtle.

Before this summer vacation, Oi Chuanche's image in Zuo Zhizi's mind was still in the period of the brat who grabbed sandbags with her and was beaten to the ground by her until he cried.But all of a sudden he became a boy who was taller and stronger than himself, who could easily hug himself and become a love object.

A little weird, but not exclusive.

It was past ten o'clock when I returned home after visiting the summer festival.Zuozhizi bid farewell to Oi Chuanche at the door—it was only when she opened the door that she realized that she had said goodbye too simply and too quickly?

She held the doorknob, hesitated for a few seconds, backed out again, turned her head, and saw Ji Chuanche still leaning against the wall, as if waiting for her.

Zuo Zhizi held a colorful windmill in one hand and put it behind her back: "Are you waiting for me?"

Oi Chuanche quickly replied: "No."

Zuo Zhizi: "...Really?"

Oi Chuanche touched his neck, his eyes wandered: "It's fake. I was wondering if you would stand at the door and say a few more words to me, or kiss me again."

"..."

He coughed dryly, stood up straight, and walked to the door of his house: "Good night, see you tomorrow."

Zuo Zhizi raised the corners of her lips and waved to him with a smile: "See you tomorrow."

The next day, before Zuo Zhizi had time to meet Chuanche, she met her parents—they had been traveling abroad for many years and rarely returned home—since Zuo Zhizi could remember, her memory of her parents had been vague. Even the faces of the neighbor and Chuan Che's sister are more familiar than her parents' faces.

My sister asked the TV station for a day off, and the two went to the airport to pick up their parents and go home.The meeting was not as embarrassing as Zuo Zhizi imagined, or the blood relationship is really wonderful, even if we usually get together less often, we will naturally get close when we get together.

After arriving home, Oikawa's father excitedly took out a document wrapped in kraft paper from his suitcase, and handed it to Zuo Zhizi: "This is a gift for you, open it and have a look?"

The documents came with a heavy hand, and the kraft paper envelope was not sealed, but a method of wrapping a string around the buttons and then tying a slipknot.Zuo Zhizi was quite surprised, but obediently opened the kraft paper to check.

Inside were the detailed college application materials, as well as the recommender's information—she opened her eyes wide and looked up at her parents in astonishment.

Oikawa's father smiled: "I remember you said before that you want to go to a school in the UK to continue studying painting, don't you? I just met a professor when I was working and socializing. He said that he could help write a recommendation letter. We just need to prepare The application materials are enough."

It is a gift beyond reproach.

It can even be said that this is a very good, very good gift.It has solved a lot of troubles for Zuo Zhizi; the school she likes must have a letter of recommendation before she can enroll, and now her father has helped her get the letter of recommendation in advance, so she only needs to prepare her own application materials and works.

It's only the second semester of her sophomore year, and she has a full year and a half to complete this task.

Lying on the bed at night, Zuo Zhizi took out the thick application materials and flipped through them page by page.Originally, this was a good thing. If this gift came before the summer vacation, Zuo Zhizi would jump up for joy immediately.

But it happened to come this summer.

Her heart had just been shaken by fireworks and kisses, and this information really didn't come at the right time.

Zuo Zhizi held the document until she finished reading the last page, she closed her eyes and rubbed her forehead.

[Sanquanhua: I got a letter of recommendation.

Beautiful girl doing nothing:! ! !

The beautiful girl has nothing to do: ah, ah, you are amazing!

The beautiful girl has nothing to do: Then the next step is to prepare the documents for going abroad.

Sanquanhua: I was wondering if I really wanted to go to England.

Beautiful girl with nothing to do: ?

Beautiful girl doing nothing: what to think about!That's UAL!If I can pass the culture score, I will have to crawl to class!

Beautiful girl with nothing to do: go!must go!If you don't go, I will drive you to school!

Sanquanhua: ...

Sanquanhua: Let me think again.

The beautiful girl has nothing to do: Don't be impulsive, such a good opportunity, if you miss it once, it will be very difficult to get it again!We are not the kind of geniuses who can choose schools at will as soon as the portfolio is released.

Sanquanhua: Well, I know. 】

After closing the phone cover, Zuo Zhizi covered her face and let out a long breath.She didn't turn on the light in the room, and sat on the floor, all around was dark and quiet.

Her fingers covered her unclear sight, she closed her eyes, and she seemed to be able to hear the loud noise of fireworks exploding in her ears, and heard Oi Chuanche say briskly and seriously: "I want to try."

It's weird, but it's just a try.Not even a formal start.

But now, she was shaken.

After rubbing her face vigorously, Zuo Zhizi stood up, facing her red face, and turned on the bedside lamp.There was only the light of the desk lamp, and it seemed too dark to be meaningful, so Zuo Zhizi turned on the headlights in the room again, took the application materials to the table, took out the pen, and began to fill in the required information.

The light of fireworks, the kiss of maple syrup, the honey-colored eyes of a boy.These brief moments shook her, but she was still ready to move on—to a better future.