At 6:50 in the evening, the sky will be dark, and many students are running on the playground.
On one side of the playground, separated by a long row of green plastic barbed wire, is a basketball court.
The boys were playing basketball in full swing.
The sound of the ball hitting the basket, the sound of sneakers rubbing the ground, and the sound of shouting are in full swing.
Summer is over, autumn is not yet here.
The climate is the best when the night is not hot and cool.
Du Ruo ran around the track and gathered with his classmates under the big poplar tree on the sidelines.
There are a few boys wearing basketball uniforms, with red skin and sweaty heads, who have just come off the basketball court.
Everyone gathered together to discuss the entry formation for the sports meeting.
Du Ruo suggested that there were twenty-two people in the class, and she and a classmate held up the class sign in front of the line, and there were twenty remaining, lined up four by five, just right.
Save time and effort.
Unexpectedly, a group of boys shook their heads, saying that this is not a high school, and they cannot participate in the overall entrance performance wholeheartedly by holding up the class card.
The implication is that their class flowers should play a greater role.
Du Ruo asked: "Have you already thought of a plan?"
Li Wei shared everyone's initial thoughts: a boy held up a class sign and opened the way ahead. Excluding him, Du Ruo was at the front of the team, escorted by four boys at the back, and followed by a four by four phalanx.
Du Ruo: "You put me in that position, what do you want me to take?"
"Yes. Have you seen a Thai movie, "The Little Thing of First Love"."
"Nope."
"It's okay, it's just a shiny stick. It's a bit like a child's fairy stick, but bigger than that." Wan Ziang said, "We will make it more delicate than in the movie."
Du Ruo became vigilant: "You don't want me to wear a princess tutu skirt and dance there with a fairy stick?"
Her words are too strong.
The boys in the class were taken aback for a moment before laughing. They pursed their lips shyly and smiled.
"Why are you so cute?"
He Yi said: "No. How embarrassing it is for you to dance alone. We are learning transmission control, let's get something related."
Zeng Kefan said: "You use that stick to make various commands. Then we cooperate to make different movements and responses."
Du Ruo understood, her eyes sparkled: "Sounds fun. Who thought of this idea..."
As soon as she finished speaking, a basketball flew towards her at high speed and hit the green plastic barbed wire behind her head. A loud explosion exploded in the back of her head, she screamed with her head in her hands, and jumped away in panic.
She was so frightened that her heart almost exploded. When she turned her head, she saw the basketball bouncing away. Jing Ming, who was dressed in a basketball uniform, rushed over from the opposite side. With one arm, she took the presumptuous basketball away. The ball returned to his hand, he turned his wrist, the ball hit the ground and bounced up again, he patted it once or twice, and was instantly controlled, docile.
His head was covered with sweat, his hair was wet in tufts, and the tips of his hair jumped with the movement of his body.
Enemy road is narrow
Jing Ming blushed, panted and looked towards the wire fence, and raised his chin at the boys in Du Ruo's class as a greeting. His eyes swept over Du Ruo, and he paused for a second, as if he wanted to express something, but in the end he didn't.
He didn't ask her about her situation, turned around, patted the basketball and ran away, and even made a three-step layup, which went straight to the basket.
With a heroic appearance, many girls onlookers shouted and applauded.
Du Ruo, who was almost scared to death and whose heartbeat hadn't calmed down: "..."
She gave Jing Ming a blank look on the court, and she threw you to death!
Li Wei called the students in the class to gather.
The twenty-two people lined up in line according to height, and walked back and forth on the track first.
"One two one! One two one!"
If Du Ruo is lined up alone, there is no need to consider left and right alignment. As he walked, he inadvertently looked at the other end of the barbed wire.
On the basketball court, Jingming played like flowing water, passing and catching the ball, making fake moves, passing behind others...
She could even hear the harsh and sharp sound of basketball shoes rubbing against the court when he suddenly stopped and turned around, crisp and powerful.
He escaped the opponent's defense, rushed to the basket, jumped up, and the opponent jumped up to block. But he pretended it, fell down suddenly, turned around and jumped back towards the defensive space. The man turned his back to the basket, held the basketball in his hand and slammed it on the back of the head, and the basketball fell into the basket.
He landed easily.
Stealth.
so handsome! The boys watching all applauded.
Even Du Ruo was stunned at that moment and his heart stopped beating.
Basketball is so exciting!
However, that guy who is pulling to death, it would be fun if he suddenly fell.
Under her feet, she stepped on her shoelace and fell to the ground with a bang.
“…………………”
She burst into tears in pain, but saw Jing Ming just walking to the sidelines to drink water, and saw her fall into the mud.
All the boys in the class ran over, and two of them grabbed her by the arms and lifted her up: "Why do you fall down when you walk?"
Du Ruo moaned miserably: "The shoelace is loose."
A boy helped her tie it.
"No need." She was so flattered that she endured the severe pain in her knees and wanted to squat down to stop her, but the other party had fastened her fast. She was so moved that she thanked her repeatedly.
"Can I still go?"
"I can. It's fine."
But out of consideration for her "leg injury", the boys insisted on letting her rest aside.
The rest of the team continued to practice marching.
Du Ruo sat on the sidelines and watched, and occasionally looked back at the basketball court unconsciously. After a few glances, Jing Ming and the others dispersed.
It was getting dark.
The high-altitude lighting lighthouse next to the playground suddenly turned on, and a circle of strong white lights lit up all at once, illuminating the field like daytime.
In the flickering white light, Jing Ming's figure was exceptionally clear, with a purple-gold basketball uniform and short black hair in tufts, as sharp as a sword.
In the intertwined shadows, he went under the basketball hoop to pick up his coat, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, put his clothes on his shoulders, and walked out of the basketball court while looking at his mobile phone.
Boys were still playing in other courts, and the court where he was just now also quickly flooded with a group of newcomers.
Du Ruo tilted her head and watched him walk out of the court. Across the distance of two barbed wire fences, there were many figures, and he quickly disappeared.
She turned her head and looked at the playground under the white light.
The sky was completely dark, the temperature was low, and it was a bit cold. She wanted to leave and go back to the dormitory to change clothes.
She didn't sit on the sidelines for long. Everyone walked back and forth a few times, and after getting acquainted with each other, they disbanded.
Du Ruofeng also ran back to the dormitory, but saw no acquaintances on the way.
Back in the dormitory, the room was pitch black, only Qiu Yuchen was watching an American drama with a desk lamp on. He Huanhuan and Xia Nan went to the library.
Seeing her come back, Qiu Yuchen paused the computer and said, "Didn't you ask Huanhuan to take your schoolbag to the library for you? You said you went directly after training?"
"Ah! Oh! Yes! Let's go." She ran away again in an instant.
"Why are you out of your mind?" Qiu Yuchen muttered, tapped the keyboard, and the American drama started.
Du Ruo went to the library for self-study. After reading for a while, he began to draw circuit diagrams, and quickly came up with several complicated designs. He was very happy.
It was still a long time, and I continued to read the book, looking at the content that the teacher hadn't said in advance, and when it was past nine o'clock, the phone in my pocket vibrated.
It's strange, I just called my mother yesterday. The classmates in the class have just met, who is it
"Jing Ming" was written on the screen.
Du Ruo was quite surprised, dropped the book and pen, ran to the corridor to answer the phone: "Hello?"
The other end waited impatiently, and said in a bad tone, "Where are you?"
She rolled her eyes strangely: "The library. What's wrong?"
"You come out for a while," he said.
"Eh?" She became a little vigilant, "Why?"
"The computer my parents bought for you has been sent to me. Take it quickly."
Surprised, delighted and grateful, she hurriedly said: "Thank you, uncle, aunt, and you." Although she was grateful, she felt ashamed and uncomfortable, so she repeated awkwardly: "Thank you."
"..." Jing Ming paused for a second, then urged, "Take it away now."
"Oh. I'll be right over."
"Don't come to my dormitory." He ordered, "Behind the government affairs building."
The phone hung up.
Du Ruo knew that he didn't want others to see him, so he found a secluded place.
If he can come and give her a computer, she has already troubled him a lot.
Afraid of him waiting, she trotted all the way to the agreed place.
Far away from the teaching area, there are fewer and fewer people on the road.
Only under the faint street lights, the shade of the trees is mottled.
The weather at night during this time is really good, cool, neither cold nor hot.
But she was impatient, and she was still sweating faintly behind her running too fast.
The government affairs building was dark and the doors were closed.
The road at the door is straight and wide, and there is no one.
There are dense locust trees on both sides, and the flower beds are full of short shrubs. There are low buildings with unknown purpose in the yard on both sides, without light and quiet. They are all in the architectural style of the Republic of China period, which looks a little dark.
The street lamps are hazy, but the moonlight is very bright tonight, covered in white and frost.
She stood on the steps by the side of the road, playing on tiptoes, panting to calm her heartbeat.
In the cool moonlight, he stepped on the steps and walked up and down, waiting for him.
I waited expectantly for a while, wondering if the sweat on my body evaporated, and I felt a little cold.
She was cold and squatted down hugging herself.
Soon, footsteps came from the quiet world.
She stood up immediately.
Jing Ming came, with one hand in his pocket and the other carrying a large paper bag.
With a dull expression, he handed her the paper bag.
Du Ruo was even more pleasantly surprised: "Is it a notebook?"
Jing Ming took a few seconds to understand what she meant, and laughed, "What age is it, and desktop computers are still used in girls' dormitories?"
This time Du Ruo didn't care about his teasing, that's right, the girls all use beautiful notebooks, why would anyone buy a bulky desktop
It was rare for her to answer his words with a good temper: "Is the dormitory only for boys?"
"Some are highly equipped to play games." He said lightly.
"Thank you." Du Ruo said, smiling at him.
She smiled at him for the first time.
Under the moonlight, her complexion looked softer and fairer than during the day, her eyes were crooked when she smiled, and there were shallow pear dimples at the corners of her lips.
He looked at her quietly for a second, and then swept her from top to bottom with his eyes flatly.
She wears a T-shirt and a shirt as a coat. Just as the cold wind blew, she shivered.
Jing Ming asked lightly, "No money?"
Du Ruo didn't react: "Huh?"
He said, "No money to buy clothes?"
"..." Du Ruo's happy heart returned to its original shape in an instant, and the gratitude to him for giving him the computer was gone. Why is this person's mouth so annoying! But being favored by others, I can't say bad words. With a sullen face, she picked up the bag and turned around to leave.
"Stop." He called her behind him.
Du Ruo was restrained by him reflexively, annoyed for a while, and stared back at him: "Why?"
He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Aren't you cold in wearing so little?"
She was stunned, and a warm feeling suddenly appeared in her heart, and she looked at him a little at a loss, so he meant that. She regretted the misunderstanding of him just now, and she didn't know how to answer it.
He stepped forward, took out his wallet from his pocket, and took out a stack of cash to her: "Take it."
The blood rushed straight to her brain in an instant, and she clenched her hand holding the paper bag tightly, shaking her head: "No need. My money is enough."
The money he handed over was not taken back, and he didn't have the heart to argue with her, so he bent down and stuffed the money into a paper bag, and left.
With wet eyes, Du Ruo grabbed the money out of the bag.
"It's really not necessary." She rushed up and stuffed the money into his hand, and ran away desperately without stopping.
She ran back to the dormitory in one breath, her back was covered with sweat, her mouth was dry, and she was gasping for breath.
She leaned against the stairwell, dazed.
The sensor light went out, and it was dark.
There is such a trace of sadness, but I don't know why.
It would be fine if it was like what I said at the beginning, and it would be fine not to meet once on campus.
At least he can pretend to retain a trace of dignity in front of him.
She lowered her head dejectedly and touched her cold forehead, only to see a hundred-yuan bill left in the paper bag.