[Football] Horizon

The weather is cold, and the rain will naturally not be like in summer, when it falls on people, there will be a smell of the sun being soaked in water.Instead, it was soaked in the cold, and the rain was not heavy, but it would definitely splash on the body.

Felisa deliberately ran a few steps under the umbrella. She was determined not to walk too fast, and Ramos naturally followed her without much effort.At this time, a bicycle passed by her at a high speed, and Ramos quickly protected her behind him, "Why don't you look at the road?"

Her shoulder hit Ramos' back, and his hand was in front of her. Felisa rolled her eyes, changed the umbrella, and turned around to stand on his chest from behind him, and by the way, His hands came over and wrapped around her waist.She raised her eyebrows triumphantly, "Look, I took advantage of you again."

"Are you sure?" Ramos said sternly, his expression unchanged, but he took Felisa's shoulder with his hand, and turned her around half a turn, and they stood face to face under her umbrella.

They in the rain curtain cut off the world outside the umbrella, as if they were the only ones left on this street.

Felisa's original little calculations and ghost ideas seemed to be going straight to the sewer along the stagnant water on the ground. At this moment, she was unbelievably quiet.Ramos just wanted to give Felisa a warning, and when he met her amber eyes, he also fell silent.

He began to think about why he gave the umbrella to others, and then he followed Felica in the rain. Did he really just want to see if Felica would go around here again and go home?

At this moment, he suddenly discovered that he actually had no answer.He didn't quite believe either answer.

"Do you remember what you took from me?"

Felisa felt a "thump" in her heart, remembering the kiss on the school basketball court that day before the swing... She covered her eyes with her free hand. When she returned home, whether she was more shy or more excited, anyway, she was nestled in her quilt for a long time that day, and when she thought of him, she just kept kicking the quilt.

So, is Ramos going to pursue it now?

Felisa's finger opened a slit, and she opened one eye to look at Ramos, and said, "Remember, what's wrong? Do you want me to return it?"

"Sure" flashed in Ramos' eyes, and he slowly approached Felisa, "Yes, how are you going to pay me back?"

She put down her hand covering her eyes, smiled at him and said, "Hahaha, Sergio, are you trying to trick me into kissing you again?" She tilted her head triumphantly, and continued, "Do you think that I I have a crush on you, so I will take the initiative to kiss you."

If it's her crush, then what are the others?And, what does it mean that he waits for her to take the initiative?This Fei Lisa, really wants to open a dyeing workshop for some paint? !

Ramos remained silent, Felisa raised her head and continued to approach him, "Do you really think I dare not?!" After she finished speaking quickly, she stared at him, his eyes lit up and he froze, as if he was Waiting, but Felica didn't understand his expression. She stuffed the umbrella into his hand, stepped back and left the range of the umbrella: "I just don't dare, I'm mad at you."

She turned around and ran, and the rain had stopped.Felisa's schoolbag bounced and disappeared from his eyes, Ramos laughed angrily, he had chased girls before, and was chased by girls...but!No one has ever played cards out of common sense like Felisa. He felt that he had lived in vain for more than ten years in order to meet her and unfold another picture of his life.

But, god, have you ever asked me if I wanted to?

I feel very tired now, and my brain is not enough, what can I do?

Next time, no, I must catch her tomorrow.

Felisa naturally wanted to kiss her, but when she was about to act, for some reason, her courage deflated like a deflated ball.So she didn't have the guts to kiss him.

She wants to be reserved, but also wants to be brave.She wants to make a good impression on him, but she treats him like a rascal and a hooligan again and again. She wants to be his dream girl, but she is just a hot pursuit and a bit of a mess classmate.

Ah, in fact, she didn't want to run away like this, she wasn't handsome at all.

The relationship between the two fell into a strange stalemate.

The Felisa that Sergio sees every day is a girl in the same class who is difficult to understand and difficult to conquer in the eyes of the boys; the Sergio that Felisa sees is a bastard who is cute and confused to everyone except her , Every time the line of sight meets, it changes a person.

So, is she hated?Felicia thought so.

So, is he just a managed fish in Felissa's fishery?Sergio thought so.

In the last class on Friday, the whole school was cleaned. The life committee gave Felisa special care and arranged her to go to Ramos' group.Unexpectedly, they hadn't spoken for two days. Felissa suddenly heard her name placed next to him alone. She couldn't hold back her surprised eyes and looked over, but what she saw was Ramos making fun of her deskmate. .

Felica turned her face away in a rage, knocked on the table dissatisfied, and said, "Isn't it my turn to do hygiene with the disciplinary committee?" At the same time, Felisa had a crush on him, but she never had the feeling of "wanting to fall in love with him", so it was easy to say it at this time.

"Don't tell me if you change your partner..." The muttering of the life committee member came out through the microphone on the podium. The students who made a mess didn't take it to heart at all. Once it is changed, it is already very good now. It used to be changed every three days.

Ramos naturally savored the atmosphere very carefully, and the joy that had just risen in his heart was quickly extinguished by this bucket of water.How could he be glad that he had the opportunity to be alone with Felisa?Must be an illusion.

He rested his chin and raised his hand: "I just want to be with Felisa. Don't separate us."

Angrily, Felisa grabbed her backpack, rushed to the balcony of the classroom, picked up the cleaning tools and walked out the door, deliberately slamming the door loudly.This time Ramos was not fast, he went to get something with a dark face, and then chased after him.

Throwing the classmates who were watching the play with their faces in the classroom.

**

The afterglow of the setting sun slowly came in from the outside of the terrace, dyeing the room a warm orange through the glass of the equipment room. Felisa took care of hygiene seriously, as if it was the most important thing in the world.

Only then did she know that as a chatterbox, she would really get so angry that she couldn't speak. Who told that bastard to only be nice to others, and to her...he only knew how to bully her, a weak woman!

"Don't talk to me!"

Ramos, who was mopping the floor, was also angry. He threw the mop into the bucket, rolled up his sleeves and walked towards Felisa: "I didn't say anything!"

Felisa's eyes were hot and her nose was going to be sore, and her voice sounded like she had a cold: "I hate you!" After finishing speaking, he threw the rag on the table, sat on it, pulled down his sleeves and wiped his eyes. Actually murdered her!And he still used the expression he usually used to scare others on the court!Felisa felt a pain in her heart, her mouth was so bitter that she glanced at Ramos resentfully.

Sure enough, the good looks are for others. What did she do wrong... No, she seems to have done something wrong, such as stealing his first kiss at school or something.Felisa came down from the table with a "snap" and approached Ramos aggressively, muttering: "Isn't it just stealing your kiss? What's the big deal, as for flirting with me every day?"

"What did you say?"

"Sergio, return it to you." She held his face, stood on tiptoe, closed her eyes and kissed him. Unlike the cunning kiss last time, this time it was as light as a sigh and as heavy as a feather .She opened her eyes, and their pupils were the exact same color, and she could clearly see her own reflection in the other's pupils, "Give it back to you, your kiss."

If this style of painting continues... then it's not Felisa, she grinned and said, "Stingy!"

Ha, he was looking forward to it!

"Who are you saying is stingy?" Ramos grabbed Felisa who was about to leave. He said that he would definitely catch him next time, so he tried a little harder to bring the person closer to him, but forgot that he had just dragged her The floor was slipping at the moment, Felissa grabbed Ramos' collar under weightlessness, and then the two of them fell to the ground, kicking over the dirty bucket...

The shelf on which the footballs were placed was knocked crooked, causing the footballs to fall one by one. Ramos took Felisa into his arms and hugged her tightly, allowing her to yell in his arms: "Ah, Are you stupid! Are you okay? Does it hurt, Sergio, you really pissed me off."

Ramos took Felisa to the locker room of their football team. Felisa twisted the water from the clothes as she walked. The dirty clothes were sticky to her body. Lisa, she was grinning when she took it.It wasn't difficult for him to guess what she was thinking. After giving Felica a white look, he took out the shampoo and shower gel from the locker: "Go in quickly, I'll be guarding outside."

"Oh!" She replied cheerfully, holding the shampoo and shower gel and couldn't help laughing, look, she's going to use the same scent as him.

After washing, Felisa came out wearing Ramos' slippers, "tapping" and "tapping". She rolled up her sleeves and trousers neatly, sat on a chair with a towel, He took off his slippers and sat cross-legged on a chair.

"Hey, I'll give it back to you."

Ramos glanced at Felisa, who was obediently brushing her hair, and found that the corners of his mouth were sweetly raised at the moment. He picked up his shoes and walked into the bathroom, "Don't peek at me taking a shower."

"Sergio, you'd better be careful, after all... the person I love the most is you."

He didn't believe it, whoever believed it was a puppy.

Ramos went in whistling.

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What should I do next?whee