Along the way, he racked his brains to knock sideways, but Jiang Yiyou couldn't pry a word out of Chu Chuan's mouth. It was impossible not to be annoyed, but Chu Chuan seemed even more annoyed than him. He even looked like he was going to deal with him coldly.
When the basketball team had dinner at night, Chu Chuan sat across from him and didn't even look at him. Jiang Yi was a little embarrassed when an outsider came to eat, and he couldn't make it clear that he wanted to sit next to Chu Chuan.
Everyone at the dinner table drank some wine more or less. As a foreign aid invited by the basketball team, Chu Chuan was toasted by others in turn. Jiang Yi stood up from the opposite side with a cup in his hand, and took the initiative to clink glasses with Chu Chuan. The latter glanced at him calmly, and the mouth of the cup was slightly tilted in his direction, not even bothering to touch the cup with him.
Jiang Yiyou: "..."
Why are you so angry
Jiang Yi held on to the table relentlessly, and quietly stretched out one leg to kick the person opposite. He lifted the toe of his shoe to touch the opponent's calf, but Chu Chuan spoke to Zhong Yu beside him fluently as if he didn't realize it.
Jiang Yiyou pursed his lips, exerted a little force, and kicked Chu Chuan's calf again.
Chu Chuan still didn't respond.
On the contrary, Zhong Yu, who was sitting next to him, paused and turned his head suspiciously: "Which one of you kicked me under the table?"
Jiang Yiyou: "..."
Only then did Chu Chuan turn around, and lazily glanced at Jiang Yiyou who was sitting opposite.
Receiving the other party's clear gaze, Jiang Yi raised his lips and smiled.
After eating, a group of people went straight to the KTV stall in the university town. Mai Ba in the basketball team has always been good at shouting but not singing, but he still scrambles to sing love songs with Chang Xi.
"I don't sing with people who are tone-deaf." Chang Xi pulled Jiang Yiyou over with a smile, and put the other microphone into his hand, "Student, I see that you have good facial features, sharp brows and star eyes, and you must sing very well."
Jiang Yiyou hesitated, "Do you really want to sing with me?"
Chang Xi nodded confidently.
Jiang Yiyou sang a sentence with the accompaniment, eight out of ten words were not on the tune, and Chang Xi immediately pushed him away in disgust. The card game circle accepted him, probably because of bad luck today, Jiang Yiyou lost a hand within five minutes of sitting down.
Then he was punished to do 20 push-ups with the only girl in the box on his back.
Chu Chuan, who opened the door and came in, heard this sentence, his eyes flicked from the back of Jiang Yiyou's head, and he walked over with an unhappy expression: "How many of you bully a girl?"
"It's not that the boy is too heavy. I'm worried that he won't be able to hunch up."
Chu Chuan raised his eyelids casually, "If you can't stand up, can't you change the way?"
Zhong Yu: "Then let Chu Chuan lie on the bottom, and Yiyou can do twenty push-ups on it."
Zhong Yu: "Let's go, Yiyou? Yiyou? Jiang Yiyou?"
After shouting several times without hearing a response, Zhong Yu looked in Jiang Yiyou's direction strangely. But he saw a dazed expression on his face, as if he had lost his soul, and also seemed to be lost in memory on his own.
Jiang Yiyou didn't know how to answer. He opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't make a sound immediately to respond to Zhong Yu's words. The colored lights above his head flickered on and off, and for a moment he couldn't recognize where he was.
The beating heart in his chest told him all the time that all this was true. After so many years, although there was a slight deviation in the middle, when he returned to this point in time, it happened again.
In his previous life, Jiang Yiyou was deeply impressed by this basketball game, and most of the reason was because of the victory party at night. At that celebration party, he and Chu Chuan came out to their friends.
There was a slight deviation in time in this life, and when the celebration came, he was not with Chu Chuan yet. However, in some details, the butterfly effect brought about by rebirth seems to have completely lost its effect. The same box, the same game, and the same words Zhong Yu said, all made Jiang Yiyou feel—
It seemed that from this moment on, his two lives were finally connected together.
His heart beat violently. The emotions in his heart rushed up like weeds in summer, blocking his throat and his vocal cords, making him speechless.
It's not that I don't know how to say it, but that I can't speak too much. Jiang Yi nodded silently.
Chu Chuan randomly folded his jersey twice and threw it on the carpet, and lay down on his pillow. The two legs were separated to leave a little distance, Jiang Yi supported his face with both hands, and a pair of toes touched the carpet between the opponent's legs.
The whole person was suspended above Chu Chuan, so far as to be able to look into the pair of black pupils of the other party when he lowered his head. Using his arms, he slowly pushed his body down. But you have to restrain yourself from touching the other person's body.
Chu Chuan's face was getting closer and closer in sight, so close that even the fine hairs on his face could be seen. His gaze slid from the brow bone of the other party to the tip of the nose, and finally fell on Chu Chuan's light lips almost in a daze.
Shallow breaths staggered past, the skin on his face was warm and itchy, like a touch only when kissing.
Chu Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly, opened his lips and said three words silently: "Where are you looking?"
Jiang Yiyou: "..."
If I had known earlier, it would be better to carry Chang Xi. He lowered his eyelids and looked away, concentrating on doing push-ups.
Panting for breath, after hastily finishing the last one, Jiang Yiyou propped his body up, and at the same time he walked up in a grandiose way.
What was the whole process of coming out? Jiang Yi is still fresh in my memory. He couldn't support the 20 push-ups until he did 15. He sat up from Chu Chuan, intending to use alcohol to counteract it. Chu Chuan straightened up with one hand on the ground, held him down and kissed him.
What do other people look like? Jiang Yiyou could also easily recall it. A group of straight men on the basketball team stood stunned, their laughter stopped abruptly, they looked like...like...
The sudden soft touch on his mouth stopped his thoughts abruptly, Jiang Yiyou suddenly opened his eyes wide, but only saw Chu Chuan's eyelashes close at hand.
In just a few seconds when he was distracted, the person under him had already sat up on the ground—
Leaned over and kissed him.
Reality and memory overlap again.
The expressions on the faces of the other people around him were exactly the same as back then.
like—
Jiang Yiyou's mind turned slowly, thinking dryly, like—
Just like he is at a loss now.
However, he seemed to have accidentally missed something.
What did Chu Chuan say when he came out? Oh, Jiang Yiyou recalled with difficulty, he said: "It's not shameful to like a man, there is nothing you can't say."
And this Chu Chuan in front of him held his face with one hand, pinched his waist with the other, and his voice was as low as the strings of a piano brushing against the wood, with an imperceptible humming mixed in his tone: " Didn't you say you want me to kiss you back?"
Jiang Yiyou's eyes were red.
Because... the sweet daily life can be written as a side story...
Said that the author doesn't drive, the author hasn't even got her driver's license yet...Driving without a license...is going to be caught by the traffic police...
The most important point is that minors in our country cannot drive (x)