08

Chen Yixuan's school, I have been to it a few times. Between the school building and the cafeteria, there is a small basketball court.

Every evening before self-study, there will be an hour of free time, and many boys don't go to eat just to sweat on the court.

Chen Yixuan is one of them.

Because he is tall, he has been a good player at basketball since he was a child. After entering high school, he became a member of the school basketball team.

Coupled with his handsome appearance, he naturally became the focus of attention of passing girls.

Every time he participates in a ball game, there will be a large group of people on the sidelines, and most of them are girls who come to see him.

A few times, An Yumeng stopped on the sidelines for a while, and Chen Yixuan naturally would not miss these opportunities, and would probably shoot an accurate three-pointer, or complete a handsome dunk, which caused a burst of exclamations from the court.

Of course, there are times when I mess up, once I slammed the dunk too hard, and the basketball smashed out of the basket and landed on the head of the teacher passing by.

The teacher didn't embarrass him, but just told him that there would be a grade basketball game soon, so that he could stay and prepare for the game.

Unlike in the past, the competition was co-organized by four high schools in the city.

It also includes the Municipal Sports School.

Chen Yixuan, as the only member of the school team in the first year of high school, naturally served as the captain. Although my skills are not good, with my excellent writing, I became a reporter for our school's team.

The competition is divided into three groups, from the first to the third year of high school, and each school sends three teams to play a round-robin competition.

The winner with the highest number of points is the winner.

"I remember that both the senior and sophomore groups lost badly." I looked at the amber liquor in the crystal glass, and I felt a sadness in my heart.

"The strength of the sports school is too strong, the older you get, the stronger your strength becomes." Chen Yixuan smiled.

"It's hard." I muttered to myself.

09

It was already difficult, not to mention hurting a leg.

The competition between the third group and the second group of high school ended successively, and the city sports school was proud of the group with a winning record.

Not only did they win all, but they were bloodied.

Winning a sports school has become the common wish of the students of the other three schools.

The first group of our school is the first to compare with the city sports school. Surprisingly, although the sports school won this game, it was not easy to win.

It also gives hope to all.

"Avenge us, brother." I found Chen Yixuan after the game.

"No problem, wrap it up on me." He smiled confidently.

Two games and two wins, the city sports school has no danger, and the standings are first.

With the same two wins in two games, Chen Yixuan is like a god, and the two teams are tied for first place in points.

His brave performance made almost everyone feel that defeating the city sports school is no longer an unattainable dream.

What everyone didn't expect was that on the day Chen Yixuan went to the game, he injured his ankle.

"How?" I asked with concern before the game.

"It has an impact, but it's not a big problem." He patted me on the shoulder and winked at me.

Chen Yixuan is still the first to appear, but everyone has discovered that his breakthrough speed and bounce power have been greatly affected, and normal physical confrontation will make him sweat.

Fortunately, his shooting rate is still scary, and the score on the field is always very tight.

The students of the city sports school obviously also discovered Chen Yixuan's biggest threat, and they began to viciously foul him, even aiming at his injured ankle many times.

Chen Yixuan fell to the ground in pain again and again, but he endured the pain and got up and continued to participate in the game.

His teammates were also infected by his persistence, running and breaking through more desperately, creating shooting opportunities for him.

The opponent was gradually affected by their desperate style of play, and the scores of the two teams alternated upwards.

Towards the end of the game, Chen Yixuan and they were still two points behind, and there was only one chance to attack, but it was the opponent's possession.

Chen Yixuan, who ran very little throughout the game, suddenly picked up, stealed, passed, followed up, and passed back.

He took the ball from beyond the three-point line, faked his way to the defender's block, and shot the basketball.

With the whistle at the end of the game, the basketball crossed a beautiful arc and went into the net.

Three-point lore.

At that moment, he was like a god of war.

10

Chen Yixuan was helped to leave the stadium amid the celebration of the mountain and tsunami.

Before leaving, he looked in the direction of the audience and shouted, "Remember your promise!" ”

In the crowd, I saw An Yumeng.

She stood silently in place, like a tree that had taken root.

I accompanied Chen Yixuan to the infirmary, and his ankles were swollen like steamed buns.

"Would you like a bite?" He seemed to see through my thoughts.

"Whew!"

"So, why were you hurt at the time?" I looked at Chen Yixuan and once again asked this question that had bothered me for many years.

"The old lady came across the road and was hit by a battery car." He laughs.

Helping the old lady cross the road is fake, but being hit by a battery car is real.

It turned out that on the first night of the competition, Chen Yixuan went to the "Gutter Oil Street" outside the school to buy dinner, and happened to meet An Yumeng when crossing the street.

The other party was a little stunned because of this chance encounter, Chen Yixuan's eyes were quick, and he pushed her away, and he was knocked down by the speeding battery car and sprained his ankle.

It seems that the beginning of every relationship needs a dramatic introduction.

After that heart-wrenching basketball game, An Yumeng took the initiative to ask Chen Yixuan.

His agreement with her was that he would lead the school team to defeat the sports school, and she would teach him to dance.

In order to fulfill her promise, An Yumeng took him to the back playground of the school after a night of self-study.

At that time, it was close to the winter vacation, and An Yumeng wrapped him in a thick down jacket and pulled him under the street lamp.

"It doesn't matter what you hurt, right?" She was worried.

"Small problems, not to be lame." He quipped.

She suddenly began to zip up her down jacket.

"You...... Why? Chen Yixuan was surprised, "I'm a serious person." ”

An Yumeng glanced at him, and quickly took off the down jacket, revealing the cool and elegant dance skirt inside.

"If you don't want me to freeze to death, just help me hold it." An Yumeng threw the down jacket into his arms.

It must have been snowing that day.

The snowy playground and street lamps, the white snowflakes flying in the sky, the dim light, and her dancing.

In Chen Yixuan's eyes, she is better than the most beautiful music box in the world.

"Aren't you going to ask me to teach you how to dance?"

"I'll show you my dance at once."

She shuddered as she wrapped her down jacket tightly.

"One look is not enough." Chen Yixuan shook her hand hard.

"Be content." An Yumeng smiled and ran away.

11

"She seems to have a cold." A shallow smile appeared at the corner of Chen Yixuan's mouth.

It's rare for me to see him smile like that, at least never when he mentions his girlfriends these days.

"Do you regret it?" I asked suddenly.

Chen Yixuan was stunned, and then said: "Contentment is always happy." ”

"So, you still don't want to say, why did you break up in the first place?"

He drank the wine in the cup in one gulp and said shallowly: "It's all over, it doesn't matter." ”

But can it really be passed?

Those sad, joyful, amorous, and ruthless pasts, those memories that are closely related to her, have long taken root in her heart, like after a basketball game, she stood in place and looked at his figure, and grew into a towering tree.

He couldn't forget her.

I can't forget Lu Xiaoyu.