I had a good night's sleep, and when I woke up the next day, I was refreshed, and even my mood became extremely happy. I went out after breakfast, waiting with anticipation for Zhou Yu to contact me. I was very reserved, so I wouldn't take the initiative to ask for a meeting, and I told myself this over and over again in my heart, which dispelled my idea of urging him.

Out of the door, I walked aimlessly on the street, looking at the familiar scenery on the street, and felt that everything was so beautiful. Just as I wandered around without a purpose, I came to the gate of the school, where I had been studying for four and a half years, and naturally had feelings. Looking at the somewhat dilapidated school gate, I recalled the scene when I crossed the threshold of countless countries.

I think that no matter which school I go to in the future, this is my true alma mater, and it is the alma mater that carries my countless fond memories.

"I know that my future is not a dream, I live every minute seriously, my future is not a dream~"

Just when I was feeling infinitely emotional, my phone rang. I knew who was calling, grinned, and pulled out my phone.

"Hey, what are you doing~"

I deliberately pretended not to care and asked, but in my heart I was happy.

"Ready to go out, are you home? I'm going to pick you up? ”

Zhou Yu said indifferently, and a beautiful voice came through the microphone.

"No, no, I'm at school, come here!"

I was afraid that he would break into my house again like he did last time, so I hurried to speak.

"Hmm~ Okay, wait for me."

He pondered for a second, then instructed.

"Good!"

After hanging up the phone, I was a little anxious again, hoping that he would come soon, and I was a little worried about his answer.

My heart was not calm, and my steps were out of order, and I paced back and forth at the school gate, calculating the unknown outcome in my heart.

"Woo~"

Just as I looked down in contemplation, and as I turned around, my head hit a hard chest, and I exhaled in fright.

"What's wrong? Hit hurt? ”

A hand reached out, gently rubbing my forehead, and a voice of concern sounded in my ears.

"No, I'm scared, why are you walking silently?"

I looked up, looked at him, and said aggrievedly.

"It's me who is bad, I'll pay attention next time. Does it hurt? ”

Hearing my words, he frowned and said with some self-reproach. The hand rubbing my forehead lightened a little harder.

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all."

I put my hand on his brow, as if smoothing out his folds, and smiled comfortingly.

"Let's go, let's go in and have a look."

Probably knowing what I was thinking, he relaxed, pulled my hand off his brow, held it in his hand, and whispered softly as he walked towards the school.

I didn't answer him, just walked beside him with small steps. I peeked at him sideways, and today he was wearing a plain white cotton t-shirt, a pair of dark straight-leg jeans, and a pair of white sneakers. This outfit is so much like the big brother next door, and the deer in my heart began to bump again.

In order not to be discovered, I quickly lowered my head, only to realize that I was also a white T plus jeans and small white shoes. Isn't this a couple's outfit? Thinking of this, the corners of my mouth began to rise uncontrollably, and my heart was full of joy.

Since it is summer vacation, there are almost no people in the school, only passers-by in twos and threes, and it is estimated that they also come to the school to play. When they passed by, they stared at us for a long time without exception, and I think in the eyes of others, we should be regarded as "golden boys and girls".

In the summer morning, the sun is not so hot, and our school is a century-old school, and the greenery is very good. He led me to walk in the shade of the trees, and the dappled spots of light through the gaps in the leaves looked lovely and lively. A gentle breeze blows, and the points of light sway with the leaves. I lost his hand and stepped on these beating points of light with my foot, which I thought was very interesting.

"Zhou Yu, look, isn't it ......?"

After enough play, I remembered that there was another person, so I quickly stopped. Because of the exercise just now, I felt a little wheezing. I stroked my chest with my hand and looked up at Zhou Yu.

I saw him standing in the shade of a tree not far away, smiling at me, the wind gently blowing the broken hair on his forehead, and the soft light hitting him. I was stunned for a moment, and the words in my mouth were broken, and I just looked at him stupidly, trying to imprint this image in my mind.

Zhou Yu walked slowly towards me, and with each step, my heart also beat until he walked in front of me. The smell of his body reached my nose, and my heart began to beat uncontrollably.

"Tired or not?"

He looked at me, his eyes full of affection, and asked softly. I shook my head in a trance, he reached out and pinched the tip of my nose, then pulled out a small pack of tissues from his pocket, his slender fingers kept changing movements in front of my eyes, and even pulling out a tissue I felt like I was dancing.

He gently wiped the fine sweat from my forehead little by little, and I lowered my eyes, not daring to look at his eyes, for fear that my eyes would be too hot now.

"Let's go, let's go and sit down."

It felt like a century had passed, and he finally wiped the sweat off my face, and then pulled me forward again. The intimacy between the two of them suddenly dissipated, and I felt instantly relaxed in my heart, but after relaxing, a sense of regret came over me.

He took me to a row of benches next to the basketball court and sat down, facing the court with a row of dense plane trees behind them. The shade of the trees just sheltered me and him from the sun. There was a fierce three-on-one basketball game on the court, and looking at the boys who were running, I thought of Zhou Yu next to me.

"Do you like to play basketball?"

Thinking of his previous drawings in the sketchbook, a thought came to me, could it be that his dream was to play basketball? The athlete is actually very good, and he can still win glory for the country, but will it be too late for him to start training now? However, his skills are better than those who have been playing basketball since childhood, such as Zhao Nan and Li Mo. After professional training, it should still be possible!

"Average!"

Zhou Yu replied lightly, his answer surprised me very much. Just now I was complacent that I knew something about him, and now reality gave me a slap in the face.

I turned my head to look at him, and he was watching the game on the pitch without a wave in his eyes. I know, I'm really not keen on it, and if I really like it, I'm sure I'm going to be able to play in person at this time.

"Then how did you do it before?"

I asked, puzzled.

"Because you seem to be someone who likes to play basketball."

He turned his head to meet my eyes and said earnestly.

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