Chapter 3: A Heart-pounding Encounter
A very pleasant young voice came from the windowsill.
Xia Yu heard the voice and subconsciously turned around, and a boy climbed the windowsill to look at her.
This is the first floor, and the boy wanted to turn in, but it seemed that he was too troublesome, so he chose to transmit the sound through the window.
For a while, Xia Yu held the ball but couldn't even speak.
This was the first time she had seen such a good-looking boy, with light hair, skin whiter than a girl, a deep contour, looking like a half-breed, and he had a pair of beautiful eyes, like stars in the middle of the night, in which the afterglow of the sunset outside the window precipitated, like the phosphorescent light of the stars.
Good, so beautiful.
This was Xia Yu's first reaction.
Her limbs were stiff, her heart was beating too fast, and her head was confused by the other party's "beauty", so she just stood in place, looking at An Lixu in a daze.
No one can resist beautiful things, even the taciturn Xia Yu, who is completely amazed.
"Hey, I'm talking to you, do you hear me?" An Lixu looked at the girl who was staring at him and didn't move, a little angry, he was about to flip in with the railing in one hand, but he didn't expect the other party to suddenly rush over and knock him out directly.
Originally, Xia Yu finished sending the flute and heard An Lixu ask her to return the ball to him, but as soon as she rushed too fast, she didn't have time to brake, and knocked the other party out.
"Holy!"
An Lixu fell on all fours, and although the window was not high above the ground, it was enough to make him scream in pain.
"Right...... Right...... Not great. Xia Yu was so panicked at this time, he couldn't reach him when he wanted to pull him, so he stepped directly on the eaves of the window and wanted to go down.
It's a pity that this reckless behavior made her accidentally step on her shoelaces, and before she could grasp the movement of her hands, her body subconsciously leaned forward, and then ......
"You—wait—ah!"
An Lixu let out a tragic voice, and Xia Yu pressed on him, enough to give this beautiful boy he just met a fatal attack again and again.
And just after landing vertically, Xia Yu's cheeks felt a soft touch, and she and he were face to face, that is...... Touched by his lips?!
The touch scratched Xia Yu's immature little heart, plopping, making Xia Yu, who had never physically touched a boy, blush.
In the other party's wailing, she quickly got up.
"Damn, you're sick, why are you rushing here?" An Lixu got up and scolded while rubbing his abdomen.
Xia Yu rubbed her fingers and lowered her head, not wanting him to see her face as red as a tomato, she stammered, "Yes...... I'm sorry. ”
"Damn, Lao Tzu's limited T-shirt, this is a DC model." An Lixu looked at his dirty T-shirt, and was so angry that he almost killed someone.
But his most valuable thing is his new basketball, "What about the ball? ”
Xia Yu was stunned for a while, remembering that she had just run over with a basketball, as if she had thrown it casually when she opened the window...... I guess it's still indoors.
"Ann Lixu! Where did you kid run away again?! ”
At this moment, there was a majestic roar in the distance, and when he heard the voice, An Lixu was suddenly frightened and panicked, turned around and fled.
Xia Yu couldn't hold him, and could only watch him disappear from her eyes.
I wanted to say that she found the ball, but unfortunately she couldn't say it.
Xia Yu was suddenly a little disappointed in herself.
……
At night, Xia Yu sat in her father's car in a daze with An Lixu's basketball in her arms.
Xia Zixue asked her where she got the ball, and she said that she picked it up.
The three big words "An Lixu" on the basketball came into view, and Xia Yu thought of that kiss as soft as a marshmallow, and for some reason her heart beat faster and her thoughts were confused.
"Little grapefruit, Dad wants to discuss something with you." At this time, Xia Zixue, who had been driving, suddenly spoke.
Xia Yu raised her head and looked at him suspiciously.
"Dad may have to work abroad in the next two years, and Dad wants you to stay at Dad's friend's house during junior high school, is that okay?"