"Brother Cheng Du, those three people just now, do you know them?"

Mingmei dragged Cheng Du out of the field as if fleeing for refuge, then looked at the direction just now with lingering fear, and said while covering her heart.

Cheng Du thought about it suddenly: "No, I don't know."

Mingmei let out a long breath, calmed down, blinked her big eyes, and asked happily: "Brother Cheng Du, what did you want to tell me just now? Actually what?"

Cheng Du took off the baseball cap on his head, and while holding it in his hand, he considered his sentence.Finally, he said seriously: "Actually, I don't like women."

"!!!"

Hearing this news, Ming Mei subconsciously took two steps back as if struck by lightning, and covered her mouth.

"It's impossible, Brother Cheng Du, are you lying to me?" Mingmei struggled to death.

"I didn't lie to you, Minmei, I really don't like women."

— but don’t like men either.

Cheng Du didn't say the remaining half of the sentence, he would rather let Mingmei misunderstand him.

"no, I can not……"

After all, she was a child, and she couldn't bear too much blow. When she heard the news, Mingmei's eyes overflowed with tears.

"No, it won't be like this! You lied to me!"

Mingmei backed away while talking, and after putting a certain distance away from Cheng Du who was standing still, she turned around and ran away.

Cheng Du sighed, put his baseball cap back on his head, and murmured to Mingmei's receding back, "I'm sorry, Mingmei."

After returning home that day, Cheng Du had a dream.

In the dream, he was floating in the deep black pool, holding something tightly in his arms.

That thing was very bright, exuding a white light, like a white mermaid, or...an angel.

The distance was too close, and he couldn't see the real appearance of the little thing he was holding tightly in his arms. He only knew instinctively to protect it and send it back to a safe place.

The thing in his arms kept struggling, trying to push Cheng Du away.

Breathing became more and more difficult, Cheng Du tightened his hands.

"Don't go, don't go..."

Cheng Du hugged the little thing in his arms tightly, roaring in a low voice, his emotions became more and more agitated, and when he woke up, at some point, tears were already streaming down his face.

"call……"

Cheng Du let out a long breath, sat up, and stared at the position of his hands in the darkness.

I had this dream so many times that Cheng Du knew that he was in a dream as soon as he saw the scene in front of him.

But for some reason, he couldn't escape from the dream. Even if he knew it was a dream, he still couldn't change the direction of the matter. He still didn't take his will as a diversion, he only knew that he was holding on to that little thing tightly and wouldn't let go.

"Don't go", what the hell does that mean?

Why did he shout these two words? In his dream, he thought about what he wanted to protect, what exactly was it?

His lower body was a little wet, Cheng Du turned on the light, sighed, skillfully dug out and changed his underwear, turned and went into the bathroom.

It’s no wonder that he is so skillful, it’s because he has discovered a problem since he was a teenager——

He's a standard no-romance asexual.

To put it plainly, he is not interested in men or women.

What excites him is not men or women, but unconscious and thrilling scenes, such as falling from high altitudes, speeding at extreme speeds, interstellar voyages, and being buried in the bottom of the sea.And this kind of situation will appear in dreams most of the time, especially the dream just now.

Young men are always prone to troubles of one kind or another. Today, Cheng Xueba is also troubled by this incomprehensible matter. Instead, he has forgotten the three men who appeared outside the arena yesterday.

(Time goes back to yesterday, the moment Cheng Du made a bad ball)

Outside the barbed wire, a figure stood quietly.

"Fang Xiaomo!"

Fang Ruohan ran over with two cups of milk tea, and Xia Tian behind him held two ice cream cones.

"Try it, I heard that the milk tea here is good, it's hot."

Fang Zhimo doesn't like to drink iced things, and even the milk tea he wants in summer is hot, which can be said to be very weird.

But let it be hot if it is hot, anyway, I have been spoiled since I was a child.

Fang Zhimo thanked him, took the milk tea and held it in his hand, but his eyes were fixed on the figure on the pitcher's board for a moment.

Apart from playing chess, Fang Ruohan had never seen Fang Zhimo so focused, and asked, "Why, do you know that person?"

Fang Zhimo, who had never left his jet-black eyes and was not listening to him at all, hummed absently.

He was originally invited to participate in the Go exchange game, but he didn't expect to meet an old friend in this kind of place.

But the old man seems to be... living a very nourishing life.

"Let's go, you're sunburned!"

Fang Ruohan took the cone from Xia Tian's hand, ate it one by one, took a few breaths, and complained.

He is different from his precious brother, he is so afraid of heat that he is afraid to death, if he dares to carry him to the sun, only Fang Xiaomo is still alive. (Xiamen: Do you think I'm dead?

Fang Zhimo didn't answer, his black eyes fixed on the bright figure that jumped into the field, followed them up the steps, and stayed outside the baseball field.

Fang Ruohan followed him and looked over in confusion, only to see a pair of Bi people stepping out from the barbed wire. The girl smiled and stared at the slightly shy boy in front of her, while the boy looked at the girl tenderly with a smile on his lips.

Fang Ruohan groaned like a rooster whose neck had been trampled on, and tugged at the corner of Fang Zhimo's clothes, saying, "This is not... this is not that..."

Fang Zhimo turned a deaf ear, his eyes seemed to burst out with sparks.

This person, this Hun Dan who ran away after flirting, actually hid here?

It was clearly agreed, and we will go to Fengbu to release the animals together.

We clearly agreed that we will go to the small bridge to set off fireworks together.

We clearly agreed that next year's Lantern Festival will be celebrated together.

The results of it?

I won't contact you when I leave.

City C is so big, where can I find you?

fraud.

Soul pale.

Fang Zhimo's expression now is like a cheetah staring at the antelope, and the whole pupil shows the appearance of the prey.He took a step forward and was about to speak when he saw Cheng Du politely but awkwardly smiling at himself, then nodded, and left with the girl next to him.

"..."

Caught by me, yet pretending not to know him!

Very good, you are dead.

Fang Ruohan sat melancholy in the cafe, staring longingly at the gate of Kyoto University opposite.

He was exiled here by the unreasonable and soulless Fang Xiaomo to watch people, the reason is that yesterday's wrong pass was entirely thanks to him.

It's summer vacation now, and all the baseball games are over, and he can't speak Japanese, so he has to sit in the cafe opposite the school every day, staring at the gate eagerly.

There are not a few days left for the vacation given by the army, and the originally planned trip to Okinawa is probably going to be ruined.

Fang Ruohan was suffocating in his heart, he punched Xia Tian angrily, then blew on his painful hand, and looked at Xia Tian's hard belly: "Can't you be tense?"

Xia Tian smiled: "It's not tense, it's just like this."

Fang Ruohan leaned against her and scolded, "Iron lump."

Xia Tian was amused and rubbed his head.

Fang Ruohan hit the snake on the stick, grabbed Xia Tian's hand and pulled the person towards him, and then slapped him on the mouth: "Head Xia, what are you doing?"

Xia Tian laughed: "This is outside, pay attention to the influence."

Fang Ruohan laughed loudly, and pinched him: "It is precisely because we are outside that we don't need to pay attention to the influence."

Xia Tian coughed suddenly, pointed behind him: "Hey, look there."

Fang Ruohan snorted: "Why? You want to lie to me? I won't be fooled."

Xia Tian had no choice but to point at Fang Ruohan who had just changed into the uniform of the coffee shop behind Fang Ruohan, and walked to the cashier and said, "I really didn't lie to you, look back, is that the person you are looking for?"

Fang Ruohan turned around and saw that they were really small glasses.

Fang Ruohan was happy in an instant, he patted Xia Tian's hard deltoid muscles: "Yes, Lao Xia, I will give you a credit!"

After speaking, he took out his mobile phone and called Fang Zhimo.

"Hey, Fang Xiaomo, I found the person you want, you have to thank me well."

"What do you mean I lost it in the first place? Think about eight years ago, if I hadn't given you the top bag at that time, you would have buckled it for Xia Duan, do you know!"

"Okay, okay, hurry up, I'm not responsible for people running away in a while!"

Fang Ruohan hung up the phone, and immediately felt the stabbing around him.He smiled with a very guilty conscience: "No, didn't I just say that. If you fight, you are loved and scolded, but you are in love. If you don't fight or scold, you don't love each other. Commander Xia, your lord has a lot, can you spare me this time?"

Xia Tian smiled and pointed his nose with his finger, the meaning was very obvious.

Fang Ruohan's back felt cold, and he fell silent obediently.

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Tomorrow, in the Shura field, the love rivals will gather together, and your most hated buddy brother will also come (I have tried my best _(:з」∠)_

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