On the third day after being separated from Dino, I went out with Miki, who weighed more than 150kg.

There is no such thing as sports shoes in his carry-on luggage, and it took him half a day to buy sportswear for him to lose weight. There is no other reason, but most stores do not sell XXXXXL size.

Taking him shopping is more tiring than going to the gym, and he has to be baptized by the curious eyes of passers-by along the way. Fortunately, I put on sunglasses when I went out, otherwise if people I know see me with a fat man, I don’t know what they will think .

After changing into the newly bought clothes in the public restroom of the mall, I stopped his hand reaching for the elevator button and raised my eyebrows in the direction of the stairs of the emergency passage.

"No way——" Mi Ji almost collapsed before he even took a step, "Sister, this is the 13th floor!"

"Oh, so?" I imitated Yi Ermi's usual empty eyes, and looked at him leisurely, "It's just going down the stairs, you don't even want to do this, do you want to let your big brother down? No wonder you are at home It's nothing more than—"

"I'll go, I'll just go!" He couldn't hear Qi Ya's name, he interrupted me after I uttered only one word, and came to the stairs with great effort with his nostrils.

"That's right, this is just the beginning. At this time tomorrow, you will find, wow, yesterday's self is so happy."

Mi Ji lifted his feet and walked down the first step, turned his head to look at me on the steps: "... I was not comforted."

To be honest, although Mi Chi is fat and fat, he is actually a flexible fat man. It took less than 13 minutes to walk down the 3th floor.Although it's a bit overwhelmed, it's much better than I imagined.I took him up to the sixth floor again, and walked into a sporting goods store under his suspicious eyes.

"Choose one." I pointed to the sign hanging above my head, and gave an example: "Tennis, basketball, football, baseball, rugby, ping-pong, as long as it's not billiards, it's fine. Special training will start tomorrow."

"...Why do you have to play ball?"

"Because I sweat a lot, and it's fun." I crossed my hands in front of my chest, with an expression of 'I'm very open-minded', "I can also interact with you while playing, otherwise, what's the point of just monitoring you? What do you think? Is it my interest to watch a fat nerd do sit-ups and push-ups all day?"

Mi Ji: "Can you stop making personal attacks..."

"I'm just telling the truth."

"...you are ruthless."

Mi Ji didn't say anything, but walked around the shelves honestly. The customers who came to the sporting goods store were not only good-looking men and women, but at least they all had good-looking figures.I deliberately distanced myself from Mi Jila, pretending not to know each other, looked at the male guests around me through dark glasses, and rated them secretly.

The firmness of this muscle is good, but the body proportion is not good, 60 points.

This guy's ass is really upturned, and the quadriceps on his thighs are also very impressive, but his face is a little bit worse, let's give it a score of 65.

Uh uh uh, the muscles of this one are overtrained, they are three-headed and six-armed, just pass directly.

this……

Sitting on the sofa in the waiting area, I glanced at the men passing by me one by one, almost yawning.

When did the standard of Xijing get so bad, why is there not even one to watch?I have no other ideas, feast your eyes and kill time, right?

Just as I was thinking about it, a candidate who could score 95 points finally appeared.

He was wearing a pair of simple white sneakers, and his exposed calves were well-proportioned and slender. Perhaps because of long-term sports outside, there was an obvious color difference from the thigh meat exposed under the ball pants.Of course, it doesn't make people feel bad.

Further up is a loose light yellow jersey, the breathable fabric sticks to the skin, and the curve of his waist can be vaguely seen.

I swallowed, and stopped looking at his back.I can't watch it anymore, just let the good moments stay here, what if there is an ugly face with a rogue head?

Just at this time, Mi Ji picked out his equipment and came over, holding two tennis rackets and a dozen small green balls in his arms.

"Tennis?" I took the racket and fantasized about Mi Ji playing tennis, but I couldn't imagine it.

"Ah... that's it." Mi Ji replied.

I suddenly understood something, and looked at him suspiciously: "Could it be that you chose tennis because you don't have to run around like basketball and football..."

After being punctured by me, Miji's eyes widened a little, and soon returned to normal, "No, tennis also needs to be run? It's just relatively less..."

I squint.

He swallowed and continued to explain: "Besides, there are only two of us. How do you play basketball and football? You can't just pass the ball all the time. Why don't you go for a run?"

It makes sense, but I am speechless.

"Okay, let's play tennis. It happens that there is a tennis court in my community. Let's try it later." I weighed the racket in my hand, observed it carefully, frowned, and ordered: "Go and give it to me." I'll change it to a better looking one, this one is too dark, it's too rigid."

"I don't know which kind girls like, why don't you choose it yourself, lest I choose another one for you that you don't like."

I nodded in agreement, "Yes, your taste is not very good."

Miji: "..."

Standing in front of all kinds of shelves, I fell into deep thought.

Remember playing tennis as a kid, around [-]th grade?In the physical education class of the school, students will alternate between basketball, tennis, football and badminton.

It’s just that at that time, I was isolated by girls because I was pretty, and I was looked down upon by a group of boys who were not [personality], so I could only practice catching a ball against the wall alone with a racket.

The only person who has ever reached out to me is that one person.

The boy's invitation made my dark world suddenly bright, but his high popularity made the female classmates who had been bullying me because of my appearance even worse. Later, when he reached out to me again, I opened it mercilessly .

It's not easy to live in this world without personality. I was too weak at the time. If I didn't want to be beaten, I could only do this if I wanted to have a hot meal at school.

When the boy withdrew his hand, he seemed to realize something. He asked me if I needed to inform the teacher. I was stunned for a moment, then shook my head, stared at him fiercely, and shouted: "Leave me alone, get out!"

He put down his hands embarrassingly, with a mature face that disobeyed his age, but in the end he could only let out a helpless 'ah'.

It's funny to think back on the old days now, I was so useless back then, but who's to blame?Being without personality can also be hardened, but I was cowardly and failed to do it.

It also hurt the kindness of others.

Time has passed for so long, I have forgotten the man's name and his face.But if we still meet again, I really want to say sorry to him——and, thank you.

"Sister, have you chosen yet?"

The funny voice brought back my wandering thoughts, I let out a cry, and picked up a light blue racket in front of me.

"I don't recommend that racket for girls."

A magnetic male voice came from behind me, I turned around and met his smiling purple eyes.

There was a gentle smile on his magnolia-like clean face, and his whole person exuded a sense of intimacy that one couldn't help but want to get close to.Fortunately, I still remember that I am not single now, but I just showed a slightly amazed look, and then nodded my thanks, "Really? I don't know much about tennis. If that's the case, I'll pick something else."

Then, I picked up another orange tennis racket, "What about this one? Is it suitable for beginners?"

He shook his head, walked up to me and stretched out his hand, and took down the other racket that was hanging high.When I stretched out my hand, the T-shirt went up with his movements. I accidentally saw his strong abdominal muscles, and quickly lowered my head to stare at my toes.

Uh, wait, the shoes of the person next to him look familiar.

I suddenly realized, isn't it the one who I scored 95 just now!His face is so pretty, tsk tsk, God really loves him enough.

"This one, it's suitable for girls who are new to tennis." The man handed me the racket, and I thanked him after taking it. Taiwan to go.

"Wait a minute." The man called us suddenly.

"?"

"I'm not sure, but if I don't ask, I will always care about it. I'm sorry if I offend you." His slender fingertips touched his forehead lightly, as if recalling, and he said uncertainly: "Are you... Yisha who is studying at Nanshonan Elementary School?"

I:"!!!!"

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The author has something to say: I was very dissatisfied with the last chapter, so I added another chapter~ Please praise me! ! ! !

Then... I really have a rest tomorrow, the little angels will see you the day after tomorrow!

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