The soccer ball lay quietly in the grass, its surface still glowing with dew from the grass.

Hulay carefully reached for the soccer ball as if he were holding a fragile gem.

He also wants to make sure again that this football is his football.

He flipped the ball over and wrote an English word with a black oil-based pen near the core of the valve: "WHO".

But here it does not mean "who", but takes the homonym of Hulai's own surname.

The pronunciation of Hu and "WHO" is similar.

In this euphemistic way, Hulay expressed that this was his own football.

Why not just write "HU"?

Because Hulay didn't think it was interesting enough - he himself had a meme in his head:

"This football is 'WHO'?"

"This football is nonsense."

"yes, I'm just asking if this football is 'WHO'?"

"That's right, this football is nonsense!"

It's actually a bit cold...... But Hulay didn't care.

Seeing this word, Hulai can now be completely sure that this football is his, because no one else would be as nervous as he is to come up with such a cold joke and write it on the football.

There are hundreds of millions of footballs in the world, but this football belonging to Hulai is the only one, and there is no semicolon.

Hulai stood there, looking down at the soccer ball he was holding.

There seems to be an answer to the question that has been baffling him today.

Is this still the world I'm familiar with?

It seems that a lot of things related to football are different, the stars he knew are gone, the club is gone, and in their place are names and people that he is completely unfamiliar with.

So isn't this world the world he is familiar with?

But in school, his classmates are still those people, with the same name and the same attitude towards him - Luo Kai never looks at himself squarely, his younger brother and Ban Li Zhiqun mock him, and Song Fatzi cheated himself but finally gave himself ten yuan as compensation......

They look the same as yesterday's them, and they are no different from them before - although the fat man is quite pitty sometimes, he is his best friend, after all, it is estimated that in Song Fatzi's heart, his tablemate is also quite pitiful......

Everything around him is familiar to him, including this deserted square where no one usually comes, including the football in his hand.

Those stars are different, professional football clubs are different, but they are all so far away from themselves, can they influence their own lives?

Hulay thought about it very seriously.

No.

So the world is strange?

No.

Since the people around me have not changed, and there is no difference between themselves, what is the difference between this world and themselves?

Hulai figured out the question, whether he crossed over or the world crossed, and it lost its meaning to him.

He looked at the soccer ball in his hand and realized that the most important thing now was that he was probably only half the time left to go home half an hour late.

His special training today hasn't started yet!

He threw the ball to the ground and kicked it to the high platform directly opposite.

If you look closely, you will see that there is a thin white line on the blue-black stone wall, outlining a rectangular box the size of a goal.

That's his goal.

He was in this secret base of his own, kicking the football towards the goal.

After a bang, the ball hit the stone wall, but instead of bounce back, it bounced to a very strange angle.

Hulai chased after it, stretching out his foot to try to stop the ball, but the angle of the bounce back was so weird that even though Hulai was almost split, he didn't touch the ball, but almost strained his thigh......

But Hulay was not annoyed, he got up from the ground, caught up with the ball that was blocked by the grass, and rushed towards the "goal".

And this time, the football still didn't bounce back in the direction.

Hulay could only run to the other side of the square to try to catch up with the football and stop it.

This time he was better than the last time, at least he touched the football, although it only kicked it to the other side of the stone wall......

Boom!

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Boom.

A slender leg stepped on the wooden staircase, making the staircase make a muffled sound.

Boom.

Boom.

Bang bang bang......

The girl with a cardboard box in her arms ran quickly up the stairs. At the sound of her footsteps, the handrails of the stairs were shaking, shaking up the dust that had accumulated for an unknown amount of time.

The setting sun shone in through the window facing the staircase, split into four pieces by the cross-shaped window frame, and the dust fluttered in the four orange pillars of light.

The girl passed through the light and dust, her ponytail swaying from side to side stirring up the dust behind her into one vortex after another.

None of the dust touched the girl, as if they weren't in the same world as the girl.

The girl put the box on the table with a bang, and was about to turn around and run down, when she heard a muffled sound echoing outside the window.

Boom!

Curiously, she walked to the window and saw a young man chasing a ball in the weedy wasteland downstairs of her house.

He staggered to catch up with the soccer ball, parked it, and kicked it into the high stone wall opposite.

After a bang, the soccer ball bounced in the opposite direction to the boy, and the boy turned to chase the ball again.

After catching up with the football, shoot the ball at the stone wall again.

The soccer ball bounced off the irregular wall, and the teenager ran around in the clearing, trying to catch it, but it looked like he was just chasing after the soccer butt.

Looking at the clumsy figure of this young man, the girl didn't know why, so she thought of the dog holding the frisbee......

And once she thought so, she couldn't suppress this thought, so in her eyes, the image of a teenager running after a football and a dog running after a frisbee coincided.

Then the corners of the girl's mouth curled up—she was amused by her own thoughts.

But she soon realized that she was disrespectful to the young kicker below for thinking so, so she quickly straightened her face and put away her smile.

The teenager off the field is trying to stop a flying football, but in the girl's opinion, it is very reluctant and destined to stop.

The boy did not want to give up, and kept stubbornly chasing football, like a dog attracted all the attention by a frisbee.

He struggled to reach for the soccer ball in the air.

He played football.

He kicked the ball at the nearby wall.

The football hits the wall.

The soccer ball went back the way it came, and it bounced straight back.

Soccer is in the middle of the face of the teenager!

Boom!

The girl with a straight face finally didn't hold back this time, and laughed out loud.

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Hulai squatted on the ground, rubbing his face vigorously with his hands, letting out a low whimper, and tears came out of his eyes.

He wiped a handful of tears, touched his nose again, and found that there was no nosebleed, and then he breathed a sigh of relief - there was no broken phase!

Then he slowly stood up, frowning and looking around at the windows on the high platform.

Just as he was grinning in pain and gasping for air, he faintly heard laughter.

He remembered that the houses around it were unoccupied......

As usual, the windows were tightly closed, and there was nothing inside.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew from the alley, rolling up the blades of grass and dust in the clearing, making Hulai feel a chill and shiver.

This reminded Hulay of something - it is said that the reason why no one came to this wasteland was because of the legend of a haunting, and a child saw the girl in red by the window. But it's true that these houses have been uninhabited for a long time......

When he came back to his senses and looked around, Hulai found that the sky was much darker.

He looked up, and the sunset had disappeared without knowing when, and the sky was full of dark clouds.

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Li Ziqiang carried a huge mountaineering bag on his back, then picked up two large boxes from the back of the van, turned around with difficulty, and shouted at the open door: "Qingqing, what are you doing?" Why don't you go up and see no one? ”

"It's coming, it's coming!" The girl jumped out of the door, her red sleeveless T-shirt swinging up, vaguely revealing her belly button underneath.

The low-rise shorts set off her long legs in place. If you look closely, you will find that the girl's legs are different from other girls' long legs, not slender, on the contrary, the thighs are slightly thicker, and the muscle lines are obvious when exerting force, and they are not fair, but slightly dark, but this muscle with wheat-colored skin looks toned and full of youthful vitality that cannot be hidden.

"Does it take that long to put something in?" Li Ziqiang complained, and then shook his head to the trunk of the van: "Hurry up, it looks like it's going to rain this day." ”

The girl leaned into the van and dragged out a woven bag, and said to Li Ziqiang: "I watched the sunset from above just now, it's so beautiful." ”

"Sunset?" Li Ziqiang leaned back, reluctantly raised his head, looked at the cloudy sky, and asked questions.

"Just now, I said it just now. The sunlight shining through the cracks in the clouds just now was like holy light, but it was beautiful! ”

There was indeed sunshine just now, and Li Ziqiang smiled: "Then do you like this place?" ”

"I like it, Dad."

"If you like it, let's stay in this house for three years."

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When the girl carried her things upstairs again, she leaned over to the window and glanced at it, just in time to see the boy burrowing into the grass with his waist bent, only his ass dangling.

Well, now it's finally not like a frisbee dog, it's a dog that burrows around in the grass......

The girl just stood by the window with the corners of her mouth curled and watched.

The boy worked in the grass for a while before withdrawing, and after exiting, he carefully restored the grass to its original state, and then pushed the bicycle next to him and left.

Seeing the sneaky figure disappear from sight, the girl withdrew her gaze and stared at the weeds that the boy had just been busy with, and fell into deep thought.

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PS, during the new book period, I would like various collections, recommendation support.

In addition, a new book group has been established, group number: 751013253

Group name: Lin Hai listens to the foxes of the forbidden area

Everyone is welcome to join in and play.

If nothing else, it will be a double shift every day in the future, and the update time will be fixed at 8 o'clock in the morning and 6 o'clock in the afternoon.