The clock was already pointing to midnight, and there were still some dynamic, rhythmic sounds echoing in the campus that should have been quiet.

That's the sound of a basketball hitting the ground or a rebound.

With the help of the street lamps that are still bright, several teenagers are not afraid of the cold of the winter night, and they are fiercely fighting on the court, because they have a youthful enthusiasm and strong physique, coupled with the boldness, they dare to tear the silence of the night sky at this time without fear of the security guards who may appear at any time, and use the restlessness of jumping up and down to tear the silence of the night sky.

Another beautiful breakthrough backhand layup, the winner of the score had unconcealed excitement on his face, and his opponent slammed the ball to his side in frustration, puffed out his cheeks and began to do push-ups.

"It seems that these kids are gambling very big, why don't they lose a ball and do ten strokes?"

A sweet and glutinous voice floated crisply along the night wind, making people's bones can't help but be crispy, and several young men with strong blood brushed up on the prestige, and suddenly felt their heartbeats speed up a little. Next to the street lamp on the boulevard next to the stadium, there is a delicate curvaceous figure, a simple and somewhat childish sweatshirt with a condensed and calm gaze, which is a bit of a contradiction and charm mixed with maturity and innocence.

The woman leaned against the lamppole with her hands on her chest, her chin slightly raised at a haughty angle, and her two slender beautiful legs were crossed at any other leisure, but they tightly grasped the eyes of several boys on the field. Because the leg curve tightly wrapped in tights and tights shows a sense of strength that ordinary girls don't have, and it doesn't lose the gentleness and smoothness unique to women, which is really only seen by them.

It's a pity that before the teenagers could swallow the saliva in their throats, another tall and majestic figure came out of the shadows and directly painted the boys' faces with the color of disappointment.

"You're very leisurely, coming here in the middle of the night to watch people play basketball?"

As the light gradually enveloped it, the handsome and evil face of the man who spoke, and the crisp suit and leather shoes, gradually became clear, making the boys who were still living in the ivory tower feel inexplicably ashamed of themselves. Calmly shrugged his shoulders and shook his head, wanting to tell himself that his family had already been famous, but his eyes were reluctant to leave the shadow, and by the way, he slandered that "good dishes have been arched by pigs".

The changes in the boys' expressions were particularly clear under the street lamp, and the women just smiled, as if they were no longer surprised by such childish performance. She realized that she seemed to be speaking a little loud before she could be heard, and then consciously lowered her voice:

"It's so late and still motivated, and the young people are really full of energy. ”

"Young man, you've just graduated, why do you look like a middle-aged man?"

"yes...... Just graduated. ”

The woman left this meaningful sentence, glanced at the young man beside her with a slight sideways face, and returned her attention to the court. The losing team of kids has regrouped and is ready to show off their skills under the watchful eye of the beautiful women.

Judging from her real mental age, it doesn't seem too much for her to call those college students on the field "children". As for whether this graduation is "just", only she knows.

"Qi'er, it's hard to go back to school, why don't you wander around, you don't have to watch people play here all the time? ”

Ling Qi frowned slightly dissatisfied, as if she was going to deliberately confront the people around her, not only did she not answer, but instead stood up straight and walked straight towards the basket, leaving Fang Xiyuan behind her a little stunned.

"Classmate, borrow the ball. ”

Ruying's tone was a little irreversible heroic, which made several basketball teenagers who were just about to have the next round of confrontation stunned, and one of them who reacted quickly immediately picked up the extra spare ball under the basket with a smile and threw it at the woman in an extremely gentle way.

Instead of imagining the scene of the good girl holding the ball with both hands in exclamation, Ling Qi turned slightly sideways, easily unloaded the ball with his right hand, and changed hands left and right behind his back a few times in a row, before he unhurriedly controlled the ball and walked towards another basket. This simple gesture showed her solid basketball skills, which made everyone present involuntarily exclaim in surprise.

Of course, except for Fang Xiyuan, as early as in college, he knew that Ling Qi's skills were not inferior to those of the team players, but the time and place of her show made people a little confused. The young man shook his head with a wry smile, and quickly followed with his long legs, a faint warmth in his heart was sprouting.

She seems to have slowly learned to play tricks in front of herself.

The snow boots on his feet seemed to remind his master that such equipment was not suitable for strenuous activities, so Ling Qi gave up his plan to make a dashing layup, and slowly walked to the edge of the three-second zone, staring at the basket barely showing its outline in the night sky while dribbling. When Fang Xiyuan walked to the sidelines, it was just in time for her to shoot the basketball in the air with a very soft one-handed shot.

The round guy with a slightly rough surface bounced lightly on the iron frame a few times, and fell into the circle somewhat reluctantly.

"Tsk...... It's a little rusty. ”

Ling Qi muttered, and trotted back the basketball that wanted to hide on the grass on the side of the court. Fang Xiyuan on the side suddenly had a strange feeling, the girl's figure was cold, arrogant, confident, and dynamic, but also a little lonely.

"It's easier to find something to distract you from when your hands are itchy. As if she was talking to herself, and as if she was complaining, the girl's voice was not loud, but at midnight, which was already very quiet, Fang Xiyuan could hear it clearly.

She and Guan Ying have been alone for so long just now, and those old things in the school with her personality will not have any impact, so ......

Fang Xiyuan thought for a moment, his eyes suddenly flashed with a bright light, and soon became distressed, he knew that things related to Guan Ying would affect Ling Qi, except for the former love affair between children and daughters, that is, Guan Zekai and Ling Long.

Is she missing her dad?

A simple small hook hand, due to distraction, the ball collapsed on the neck of the basket and bounced in front of Fang Xiyuan. He caught the ball gently, walked up to Ling Qi unhurriedly, and hugged the girl tightly when she raised her hand to get the ball. As for the bouncy spherical little thing, let it bounce around on its own.

The slender eyelashes trembled, and a trace of surprise flashed across Ling Qi's face, which soon turned into a complex look of relief and sadness.

He can understand me like that.

I don't know how many single dogs there are in the teenagers in the opposite field, but this situation has really made them have no intention of playing, and the expressions on the faces of several boys are more exciting than the other, and they almost roar loudly "Show your love and die quickly" remarks. Ling Qi, who was already thin-skinned, saw them through the small gap in the embrace, his face couldn't help but blush, and he no longer had the heart to enjoy the warmth and tranquility of this embrace, and twisted his body with clever techniques, regaining his freedom as flexibly as a swimming fish.

"In public, pay attention to your image!" The girl patted the wrinkles on the sweatshirt that didn't exist "casually", raised the corners of her mouth slightly and looked at Fang Xiyuan for a while before saying, "Na, I've only seen you play when I was in college, but I've never seen you play, so I showed my hand today." ”

Wang Yangshao frowned, wasn't this atmosphere very good just now, obviously his empathy was favored by the other party, how could this woman's face change......? This one...... Basketball......

Fang Xiyuan silently picked up the round ball that fell to the ground, and carried it a few times before setting up a fairly standard one-handed shoulder shooting posture, but in the eyes of Ling Qi, a semi-expert, the posture was a little too heavy. Moreover, at this time, the young man was still wearing high-end formal clothes for attending meetings in the afternoon and Western food in the evening, and the pair of shiny leather shoes were not as harmonious as ordinary basketball shoes.

Sure enough, the unnatural posture made the ball outrageous, and it was obviously a layman in this regard......

"Tut-tut, with your height and strength, you can't even play basketball after staying in the United States for so long?"

"Uh...... I play a lot of rugby. ”

"What?!"

The corners of Ling Qi's eyes twitched, and he muttered in his heart: Good boy, no wonder he is full of strange tendon meat, it turns out that in addition to free fighting, there is also this side job, and Ming'er may become a project like ice hockey that fights if you don't agree with each other!

Fang Xiyuan looked indifferent, shrugged his shoulders and said, "There is a specialization in the art industry, I don't think there are many boys here with better ball skills than yours in Yu Nan." ”

Ouch, you still know how to praise me by retreating!" Ling Qi squinted his eyes and put on a sarcastic expression as if he was saying "death", but there was some sweetness in his heart, which diluted the sadness of missing his father just now.

But...... There are still people here who are better than me, at least there are a few around me.

Fang Xiyuan's tall figure gradually blurred in the hazy light of the street lamp, and seemed to gather into another familiar and unfamiliar image, a person who had been cut off for more than a year but was still helping her.

Dark skin, thin but strong muscles, and a sunny smile have gradually faded and disappeared in that person. Instead, it has a more resolute, mature, and cold aura, except for the innate baby face that is pieced together from specific facial features.

Thousands of miles away in the imperial capital, I don't know if it was the first few people to work overtime in the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection building late at night. After typing the last character and pressing print, Lin Fan's body gradually relaxed with a deep breath, but his mood was not as unwavering as it appeared on the surface, on the contrary, a heavy cloud always condensed between the young man's eyebrows. Despite the fact that the ashtray was full of cigarette butts like casserole clay clay claypots, he expertly fumbled for the next cigarette to light up, hoping to wake his tired body up again.

In the printer, a document slowly poked its head out, and the words "Customs of X City in Province F" were faintly visible in the smoke.