According to the agreement between the two, he quickly completed the task assigned to him by Han Chen.

Seeing the outline he followed the outline, I have to admit that drawing is a very talented child for him.

He smiled and said to him, "Let's go, take your basketball, let's have a good time, I haven't played in a long time anyway." ”

"Okay!"

He walked downstairs with the basketball in his arms, and as soon as he was halfway there, he stopped walking and stood on the stairs, holding the basketball tightly in his hands.

Seeing his stupid appearance, Han Chen couldn't help but smile, took the basketball from his hand, and walked downstairs.

His parents were downstairs in the living room, eyes staring up at him on the stairs.

"I'll take him out to play ball, and I'll send him home later, no problem, right?" Han Chen said to his parents in an inquiring tone.

"Well, there's this, his homework today. As he spoke, Han Chen proudly put the painting he had just finished painting in front of him and showed it to his parents.

His parents were stunned, they didn't expect it to be painted by their son, because they also invited many art teachers to teach him to paint, and none of them stayed for more than three days, and each teacher was injured on the first day.

Seeing him get along with him so happily for the first time also surprised his parents.

He was still on the stairs, like a child doing something, not speaking, not daring to speak too much.

"Hurry down, or it's getting dark, do you still want to play ball?" Han Chen shouted as he looked at him.

He seemed to come back to his senses suddenly, ran up the stairs in a panic, walked to Han Chen's side, smiled at his parents, and said, "I...... I went to play basketball. ”

When he spoke, he stammered a little, probably because he was afraid of his parents' opposition, but he didn't expect his mother to just smile and nod, and he followed Han Chen's footsteps and rushed away.

He hadn't been to the court for a long time, he was extremely excited, holding the basketball and constantly spinning in circles.

Han Chen hadn't touched a basketball for a long time, and it seemed that he was suddenly a little rusty, and he didn't score a few shots in a row with the basketball.

He covered his mouth behind him and laughed "haha", looking particularly underwhelming.

Han Chen stared at him for a while, and then threw the basketball on his mobile phone at him, but he didn't expect this kid's ball skills to be good, and he could actually catch the basketball he threw when he couldn't defend it like this.

He took off his coat, put on a thin t-shirt, and began to warm up, when a cold wind hit, and he couldn't help but shiver.

"Teacher!

He threw the basketball unguardedly from a distance, and with a very handsome turn, he successfully caught the basketball that appeared in the air.

After two hours of fighting, my hair was soaked, my clothes were not dry at all, and I felt like I was pinching out water.

"Alright, alright, we're done for today, don't fight anymore, I can't run. Han Chen finally bowed his head to an eight-year-old child.

At this moment, I realized that I had to serve the years, and I used to feel tired on the court in an afternoon, but now I am tired in two hours, and I can't breathe.

By this time, the sky was already dark, the street lights on the side of the road had been turned on, and the road was still walking with people hurrying back from work.

"What kind of flower did you break your neighbor's flowers? I'll buy it when I'll come tomorrow, it's getting late. You need to go home early, what do you think of my proposal?" Han Chen patted him on the shoulder and said.

He glanced at Han Chen with strange eyes, and said in a distrustful tone, "Talking counts, you bought it tomorrow?"

"I promise to buy it for you, don't look like you don't trust me, let's go!" he put on his coat and walked ahead of him.

"You don't have to send me, I can go home alone, you can go!" he said to Han Chen.

"Hurry up, I promised your parents to send you home, I can't afford to lose my word. Han Chen replied.

He walked behind and muttered in a low voice: "I really don't understand the world of your adults, didn't you promise me today that you wanted to buy flowers, didn't you really buy them?"

"What are you talking about?" Hearing his muttering, Han Chen looked at him and asked.

The smart child reacted immediately and said to him with a grin, "No...... It's nothing, will you continue to play with me tomorrow?"

"Let's talk about it tomorrow!" Han Chen also saw that he was making inches, so he had to calm his emotions first, because he couldn't promise him that he would accompany him to the cinema to watch a movie tomorrow.

According to the agreement, he sent him home safely, and after saying goodbye to his parents, he walked home alone.

Under the faint yellow light, I always saw people hurrying with their heads down, walking so hurriedly, as if they didn't pay attention to the good food around them.

Compared with those cities in Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou, Guiyang is a very slow city in life, only slow down, will you find its beauty, its roads are almost lined with ginkgo trees, plane trees, and crossroads have some representative orchids.

I used to know why there are orchid-shaped buildings at many intersections, but later I heard people say that orchids are the city flower of Guiyang City, so there are so many orchid-shaped buildings.

It was already a quarter past 80 o'clock at night, and there was still a crowd at the bus station, waiting for the bus home.

Standing at the bus stop, he took out his mobile phone in his bag, which showed that there were missed calls and unread text messages, and there seemed to be several missed calls.

Seeing Lin Jiajia's reply, he couldn't help but smile on his face, it turned out that she thought Han Chen was learning to be a daddy.

Looking at her reply, I couldn't help laughing, and I waited for a long time before waiting for the bus I was going to take.

Someone said: "The bus is like falling in love, there are a lot of cross-shoulders, and the person waiting always likes to be late." ”

I was a little impatient to wait, so I simply put on my headphones, turned on the music to the loudest, carried my backpack, and resolutely prepared to walk back.

It doesn't seem to be very far from the Grand Cross, and you can quickly reach it after walking through the fountain and walking through a few intersections.

The storefront on the side of the road is still busy doing life, and the shopping guide who has been standing for a day seems to be a little tired, standing at the door and leaning on the posture of crossbody, holding one foot, as if he is recuperating.

The sound of music in his ears was completely overshadowed, and the noise of pedestrians on the road, he kept his head down, and kept walking, as if the whole world had nothing to do with him at the moment, but he was alone in his own pleasure, completely self-intoxicated, and took a step forward.