The cold moon hangs high, very quiet and beautiful. But not everyone is able to calm down and savor it.

Isn't there a saying that how many people in this world are happy, how many people will be sad.

While it may sound ridiculous at first, that's often the case.

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'Squeak' the door opened, and Wang Yu tiptoed out of the dormitory and came to the corridor to lie on the guardrail. Looking at the faint starry sky above his head, his heart was full of thoughts.

It's not that he doesn't want to sleep, it's that he really can't sleep. Originally, he thought that he had really let go, but since Lin Xue questioned him countless times during the day, his heart could no longer calm down.

"Have you really thought about it? …”

Wang Yu silently recited the question that Lin Xue threw at him during the day over and over again in his heart, and after a while, a very bitter smile couldn't help but rise on the corner of his mouth.

But what if you don't give up, do you really have to turn your back on your parents' ardent expectations for it?

Originally, Wang Yu was not very sure about the college entrance examination, because his cultural class was not very good, so at this critical moment of the sprint, he did not dare to gamble with the fate of his life, because he couldn't afford to lose, his family couldn't afford it, and his elderly parents were even more 'unblessed'.

Can't basketball and painting be both?

No, Wang Yu knows that he can't do it with ordinary qualifications.

In order to paint, he has already missed a lot of cultural classes, and if he suddenly adds a basketball training at this time, Wang Yu knows that he can only be powerless in the end.

"Hey."

Thinking of this, Wang Yu sighed lightly in his heart, and then retracted his wild imagination.

"Smack."

With a crisp sound, Wang Yu stretched out his hand and slapped a mosquito that was lying on his lap greedily sucking the 'ketchup', and just wanted to turn around and go back to the house, when suddenly a big hand fell on his shoulder silently.

"Ahh

This ghost-like big hand made the hairs on Wang Yu's body stand up straight in an instant, and at the same time as he exclaimed, his body jumped out of the way violently, and a pair of pitiful big eyes looked straight away.

"Call you sister, shit."

As he spoke, Pan Hao glanced at Wang Yu, who was quick to react, but there was no apology on his face for what he had just done.

Retracting his gaze, Pan Hao reached out and patted his sturdy ass in red pants, stood by the guardrail, looked up at the starry sky, and then took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and put it in his mouth.

"What are you doing, like a ghost, trying to scare people to death." After Wang Yu reprimanded angrily, he looked down at the hairs on his arms that had just 'stood up'.

"Damn, is it so exaggerated?" Pan Hao pursed his lips without remorse, lit the cigarette in his mouth, then turned his face and handed the cigarette case to Wang Yu and asked with a smile, "Do you want one?" ”

"Don't." Wang Yu rushed angrily.

"Don't pull it down."

Pan Hao smiled and took back the cigarette case, not taking Wang Yu's anger to heart at all, looking at the black face in the distance still with a playful look.

"Why don't you sleep so late?"

For such arrogant contempt for this guy in front of him, Wang Yu had no other choice, and finally had to compromise and change the topic, because he knew that he was no longer Pan Hao's opponent today.

"What? Are you the only one who is not allowed to sleep? Spit out a puff of smoke, Pan Hao turned his face and said with a smile.

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you." Wang Yu was deflated again, and he was very unhappy in his heart, "Then you stand here, I'll go back." ”

After speaking, Wang Yu just wanted to turn around, but suddenly Pan Hao grabbed him.

"What?" Wang Yu asked puzzled.

"Don't worry, talk to me." Pan Hao let go of his hand with a smile and handed the cigarette case to Wang Yu again, "Come on, I see that you have a lot of concern." ”

"No, you don't."

Wang Yu glanced at this guy who had become addicted to smoking at some point, and pushed his hand away, "It's twelve o'clock, what is there to talk about." ”

"Huh."

Pan Hao smiled, took back his cigarette and glanced at the starry sky, and then said lightly: "Aren't you curious why I haven't slept so late?" ”

"You're in spring, what's there to be curious about."

Although Wang Yu said this in his mouth, he was interested in Pan Hao in his heart. Because he knows this old friend who grew up together, this guy's biggest hobby is sleeping, plus he has to practice every night recently, and he often returns to the bedroom to be more sleepy.

After Pan Hao said this, Wang Yu really felt that this guy was a little strange at the moment. However, he was not in a hurry to ask, because he knew that this guy would be tempted to tell the reason for himself after a while.

"Damn, you're too boring." Pan Hao smiled and punched Wang Yu in the shoulder, "Can't you see that I have something on my mind?" ”

"I can see it." Wang Yu smiled and flashed, "Didn't I say that you were in the spring?" ”

"Give me the side to die." Pan Hao turned around as he spoke, leaned against the guardrail, raised his head and took a puff of nicotine, and said quietly: "There is a 'bullfighting' competition tomorrow afternoon, you know, right?" ”

"I know, I heard Xiaoxue say it during the day." Wang Yu lay on the guardrail again, but the sound was very small. "What's wrong? Does this have anything to do with your insomnia? ”

"It's a big deal."

Pan Hao looked up at the top of the wall in the corridor, a playful smile suddenly appeared on his face, and said, "I'm nervous to death now, I guess Han Bin wants to test our strength through tomorrow's game." ”

"So what's the matter, you can't just fight hard." Wang Yu said with a smile.

"Of course I knew I had to play hard, but how could it be as easy as you said, and I am so nervous when I think about tomorrow's game." Pan Hao said with a smile.

"I can't see it, Mr. Pan, who is usually not afraid of the sky and the earth, will also be nervous, hehe." Wang Yu turned around with a smile, put his arm around Pan Hao's shoulder, and said, "But why didn't I see where you were nervous in the last competition?" ”

"Damn, can this time be the same as last time?" Pan Hao turned his face and glanced at Wang Yu, "Last time it was class to class, at least a few of you accompanied me." But this time it's one-on-one. ”

"It's all the same."

Wang Yu smiled on his face, but there was a faint warmth in his heart for the answer given by Pan Hao.

"That being said, I still feel weird without a few of you as foils." Pan Hao grinned.

"Damn, you're using us as a foil?"

As soon as Pan Hao's words came out, the warmth that had just sprung up in Wang Yu's heart was instantly washed away.

"Hehe, what do you think?" Looking at Wang Yu's suddenly angry eyes, Pan Hao asked with a wicked smile.

"I thought..."

Wang Yu was halfway through his words, and suddenly found that Pan Hao's eyes flashed with a light that had succeeded in his treacherous scheme, and he suddenly understood in his heart, and pushed him away, "You go and die." ”

"Haha."

Pan Hao staggered to a standpoint with a smile, slowly put away the smile on his face, and said, "But seriously, I'm still used to a few of us playing together, and I'm really not used to being alone." ”

"You're thinking too much."

Looking at the look on Pan Hao's face, Wang Yu knew that what he said at this moment was what he really thought in his heart, and he stopped pursuing his previous jokes for a while, and comforted: "You just treat tomorrow's game as ordinary training, don't think so much about anything else." ”

"Easier said than done." Pan Hao said and threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground and stepped on it with his foot, "It was better to participate with you, but who knew that you suddenly quit again, I damn it, this time I was pitted by you." ”

"Why do you blame me, you want to participate in it yourself, and besides, I told you a long time ago that I might quit, okay?" Wang Yu said and glanced at this guy who suddenly put the responsibility on himself.

"Hehe, why are you so serious, I'm kidding you." Pan Hao smiled and waved his hand, and after speaking, he was about to take out a cigarette from the cigarette case.

"You're going to die, why are you still smoking?" Wang Yu snatched the cigarette, "Be careful when I tell your parents, be careful that they kill you." ”

"By the way, did you really decide not to participate?" Pan Hao smiled wryly and changed the topic.

"Yes, not really." Wang Yu returned the cigarette in his hand to Pan Hao, watched him put the cigarette back into the box, and continued: "The college entrance examination is coming, I don't want Lang to waste time." ”

"I thought you were joking." Pan Hao smiled, "By the way, you will come to participate in tomorrow's 'bullfight', right?" ”

"I haven't thought about it yet." Wang Yu let out a long breath, "But Lao Lin talked to me in the afternoon, and he seemed to want me to participate." ”

"Then I don't think you can hide, just participate, anyway, there is nothing to lose." Pan Hao smiled and patted Wang Yu's shoulder, "When the time comes, I may not be too nervous if I have a companion." ”

"I'll think again." Wang Yu smiled, and then turned away.

"Then you must think about it, in fact, it is not a big deal to participate, just go and relax." Pan Hao turned around with a smile, and after speaking, he looked quietly into the distance and stopped talking.

"Yes, okay."

Wang Yu smiled and nodded, then looked into the distance and stopped talking.

The night is thick, and the cold moon is still there.

Without saying a word, two boys wearing only a pair of small pants lay on the guardrail in the corridor and quietly looked into the distance, each thinking about their dull thoughts.

After a while, Pan Hao opened his mouth to break the dullness between the two, but his voice was very small, so small that people couldn't believe it was his voice.

"Actually, in my opinion, you don't want to give up this basketball training camp at all." Pan Hao whispered.

"From what point do you see that?"

Although Pan Hao's words were very sudden, Wang Yu was very calm this time, and his eyes were still looking at the spotted moonlight in the distance as he spoke.

"You loved playing basketball so much when you were in junior high school, I don't believe you were really willing to give up such a good opportunity." Pan Hao said this, smiled, and continued: "I remember you said before that you want to be a basketball player in the future, right?" ”

"At that time, I was ignorant, and you believed what I said." In the night, Wang Yu smiled a little stiffly.

"Come on, when will you practice so seriously?" Pan Hao glanced at this guy who didn't admit it, and then suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Are you really going to give up your favorite basketball for Uncle Wang's dream?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense, I chose to paint, and it has nothing to do with my dad." Wang Yu was slightly shocked in his heart, and hurriedly denied it.

However, he never expected that the dead friend in front of him would see himself so thoroughly.

"Forget it, when I said it wrong."

Pan Hao realized that his gaffe had involved Wang Yu's father, and hurriedly changed his words with a smile: "Actually, aside from the so-called ideals, I think you should also participate in tomorrow's 'bullfighting' competition." ”

"Why?" Wang Yu asked puzzled.

"Then there is no need to say, Han Bin and Lao Cui attach so much importance to you this time, and this time I specially notified you to participate, no matter what, you should also give this face, don't you say?" Pan Hao said with a smile.

"You're right, but that's where I'm struggling." Wang Yu nodded, and then smiled bitterly: "But I have promised my father not to contact basketball again before the college entrance examination, and I don't want to break my promise." ”

"It's just an afternoon, it's just a game, I think you're thinking too much." Pan Hao smiled and patted Wang Yu on the shoulder.

"Maybe I'm thinking too much, but I really don't want to lie to my dad." Wang Yu smiled bitterly.

"Speechless."

Pan Hao glared at this stubborn guy, then rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "Actually, there is another reason for me to let you participate in tomorrow's 'bullfighting' competition, you must not think of it." ”

"What is the reason?" Wang Yu said with a smile.

"Damn, do you guess you can die?"

Pan Hao gave a big roll of the eyes again, he was very annoyed by this guy who asked straight questions without thinking, because in this way, he had no chance to show off at all.

It's just that looking at Wang Yu's appearance, it seems that he doesn't intend to give him such a chance, and after the two looked at each other wordlessly for a while, the impatient Pan Hao finally compromised.

"Then let me tell you, have you noticed that you have changed a lot in recent times?" Although he said that he wanted to give an answer, Pan Hao was still tempting at the moment.

"No, what's changed?" Wang Yu smiled and threw the question back again.

"You're talking more than you used to, and you're much more cheerful than before. Honestly, I haven't seen you like this in years, and it's like you're back to the way you were when you were in the first and second years of junior high school. Pan Hao put away his smile and said seriously.

"Yes, yes?" Wang Yu said as he spoke, and the smile on his face instantly receded.

Looking at Wang Yu's suddenly strange face, the corners of Pan Hao's mouth moved, but in the end he didn't speak again, he quietly looked at the dead friend in front of him, and seemed to be able to understand his mood at the moment.

It's just that Pan Hao didn't know that the brief explanation he had just given was actually like a thunderclap in Wang Yu's heart, instantly destroying all the hidden bombardments in his heart.

Without saying a word, Wang Yu also quieted down again.

However, a faint but clear voice silently broke in his heart.

Although it couldn't hear the content clearly, it was extremely cruel and stirred Wang Yu's heart, which was already boiling at the moment.

The first and second years of junior high school......

Twelve or thirteen years old, can I still go back now?

Did you really go back?