The room was small, with a dining table on the left side of the room and a bed on the right. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

On the other side of the bed was an old-looking TV playing an NBA game.

On the bed lay a handsome man, who was staring intently at the TV, his eyes revealing a sense of longing.

At that moment, there was the sound of keys rattling outside the room, and then the door was opened.

The one who opened the door was a woman, very beautiful, tall, fair-skinned, and the fly in the ointment was that the clothes on her body looked like the kind of stalls, and she was subtracted a lot of points at once.

"Vivi, why are you back?" The man looked away and said in surprise.

The expression of the woman known as Vivi showed an unnatural expression, "I'll come back and get something!" The tone was a little cold.

Then she began to organize the things that belonged to her in this room.

The man looked strange and asked, "Take something?" Are you moving away? ”

Wei Wei tilted her head and sneered: "Zhou Han, can you stop pretending to be stupid?" What do you think I mean by following you like this? ”

"My parents called me and told me to go back to my hometown for a blind date, just right, I don't want to stay in Shanghai anymore!"

Zhou Han took a breath: "Weiwei, what are you going to ...... Leave me? ”

After hearing this, Wei Wei no longer tilted her head, and directly turned her head to look at Zhou Han, with an indifferent expression: "Zhou Han, you really should wake up!" Do you think you're still the basketball star with countless fans in college? ”

"I, Han Weiwei, followed you back then, I really didn't expect you to be like this today, nor did I expect to follow you to live such a depressed and poor life. You ask yourself, are you worthy of me? ”

"I'm leaving because I've had enough!"

Every word Han Weiwei said was fiercely inserted into Zhou Han's heart, his face was pale, and he couldn't speak.

In fact, he doesn't have much to say, and that's the reality.

Han Weiwei looked at Zhou Han deeply with regretful eyes, and then turned her head to pack her things.

Zhou Han stared at Han Weiwei and smiled helplessly.

After a long time, Zhou Han finally spoke: "Weiwei, give me another chance, okay?" If I lead the team to win the championship this year, there will be a lot of prize money, and then I will have the opportunity to go to a better school and become a coach......"

"Shut up! Can you stop talking about it! BasketballBasketballBasketballWhat else will you do besides basketball! Why did that broken school win the championship? Did you know that if it weren't for my classmate's brother being the leader of that school, you wouldn't have any chance of becoming a coach at that school? ”

"The salary of a few thousand yuan a month is still unstable, even I earn more than you when I work, are you embarrassed!"

Han Weiwei's words were very ruthless, and Zhou Han was powerless to refute.

He is not as unbearable as Han Weiwei said, he has also tried to do other jobs. He moved bricks, worked as a security guard, and served dishes as a waiter...... There are many, many jobs, but they don't work long at all, and even some of the work they do for a long time and finally they don't even get paid.

Moreover, he couldn't let go of the dream in his heart, the dream he thought about day and night.

For this dream, he has paid an unknown amount of sweat, even if it is impossible for him to stand on the field now, he is still willing to devote himself to this industry regardless of everything.

"Do you still love me?" Zhou Han raised his head.

Han Weiwei shook her head and smiled: "Love, but so what?" We are long past the age when love decides everything. ”

Then she paused, as if thinking of something: "Zhou Han, I'll give you one last chance, give up basketball for my sake, okay?" Han Weiwei's eyes flashed with hope.

Zhou Han was silent, the word "good" was almost said several times, but when his eyes swept to the orange basketball in the corner of the room, he was still speechless.

"I'm sorry, Vivi."

Zhou Han smiled very freely at this time: "Basketball is my belief. ”

Han Weiwei's expression was disdainful: "It's hopeless!" With these words, he slammed the door with his luggage.

Zhou Han was the only one left in this small and empty room, so quiet that he couldn't breathe.

After a while, the frozen smile on his face slowly faded. He got out of bed and picked up the basketball in the corner.

He hugged the ball and cried silently.

……