When time passes by love

This is a story about unrequited love. Like all unrequited loves, it is very simple, without grandeur, without great joy and sorrow.For Jiang Chengcheng, this is only his own business, and has nothing to do with the person he likes.

Jiang Chengcheng is a very ordinary person, an ordinary family of three with kind parents.

When he was very young, like all little boys, he liked Superman and hoped that he could become Superman.At that time, he did not miss every episode of Ultraman, and even pestered his mother to buy several Ultraman model toys, but before collecting them all, he suddenly discovered that he was just an ordinary person, and Superman might There is, but it will never be him.After that, although those Ultraman models were still neatly placed in the beautiful glass window at home, they were never taken out by their little masters to fight again.For this reason, my mother complained to him a few times.

Later, he went to junior high school, and his grades were not bad, and he was stable in the top ten in the class.After working hard, I was admitted to a key high school.Studying in high school is much more intense than in junior high school. There are more courses and the content is deeper. He studies hard, but not as hard as some people, and his ranking has been swaying in the middle.In key high schools, the teachers are more powerful, and the learning is mainly on their own. There are serious students and there are not serious students.The group of schools he was in, according to the results of previous years, almost half of the students went to the first one and half students went to the second one, and the key universities in the first one were about 20.00%.His grades were just between one and two books, dangling like a small boat in the sea.

Jiang Chengcheng thought that he would spend the three years of high school leisurely like this, get admitted to a decent university, choose a major that his parents like, and spend his student days leisurely.Until one day when he was being dragged to play basketball by his roommate, he met someone who seemed to be completely different from him.The previous life plan was broken just like that...

"Xiaocheng, do you want to play ball?" Yuan Yi hooked his shoulder with his left hand, held the basketball in his right hand, and pointed out the window, "The sun is finally out, and the ball will be moldy if it is left on."

"Don't be with Brother Tao and them again, if so, I won't go." Jiang Chengcheng took a bite of the freshly washed apple, um, this apple is not bad.

Yuan Yi is his roommate, everyone calls him Lao Yuan, a young man who is addicted to basketball.Brother Tao's full name is Li Mingtao, and he is a student in the special recruiting class, basketball special recruiting class.The people in that class walked out, and the lowest was 187. It was especially spectacular when they went to the cafeteria to eat.In the last meeting, he was dragged by Lao Yuan to play with a group of Tao brothers. Although he is not short at 178, compared with them... hehe.In that ball game, the people in the special recruitment class abused them like they abused children, and he didn't want to do it again.

"Brother, didn't I also get tricked last time? Who is looking for abuse for nothing?" Yuan Yi retracted his arms and hooked him closer. "Tell you, there is a rookie on the opposite team this time. I have never seen such a big man who has never played basketball, guess who it is?"

When Jiang Chengcheng heard this, he was a little curious, "Who?"

The other two roommates also gathered around, "Who is it?"

Yuan Yi looked at the door of the dormitory, and said mysteriously, "It's the young master Feng Feng from class ten!"

"Come on, you, Uncle Feng's body, have you never played ball? Who would believe it." The fat man who had just sat up on the bed lay down again, holding his mobile phone and continuing to read manga.Fatty's real name is Lin Peng, but he's not actually fat, he's just very strong, so strong that his clothes stretch, and when he puts on his school uniform, he looks like a hunchback.There are quite a few men who like manga, but what the fat man reads is not such hot-blooded series as Fire ○ Ninja and Kai ○ King, but Otome-oriented manga such as Golden ○String, Brother ○Strong, and His Highness Utakoko. Until the straight man who can no longer be straight.

"Old Yuan, you are unreliable." Hou'er also retracted his head from the bed, holding a small electric fan and blowing on himself.In September, the weather was so hot that it made people feel irritable. The monkey was the most afraid of heat in their dormitory, and his clothes had never been dried.In the dormitory, he only wore a pair of big underpants, and he was still sweating.Hou'er's real name is Xiao Han, and he is called Hou'er not because he is thin, but because he has thick hair.Hou'er is the only one in their dormitory who has a girlfriend. He shows off to them whenever he has something to do, but he will always be beaten up afterwards.

"You don't believe me? Why don't we go together today? Call the sledgehammer again." Yuan Yi looked up at the fat man and monkey who didn't believe him, and waved his hand on Jiang Chengcheng's shoulder.

"Okay!" The two were full of interest.

After Jiang Chengcheng gnawed the last bite of the apple and threw it into the trash can, he pushed away Yuan Yi's arm that had been on his shoulder for a long time, "You guys play, I won't get involved."

Yuan Yi grabbed his arm, "Farewell, Xiaocheng, brothers and sisters, let's go together."

Looking back, Jiang Chengcheng felt a little helpless, "It's a hot day, go find some sun."

"Hey, this isn't the last time I was abused. I want to abuse others this time." Yuan Yi smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "You're not dark, so just tan."

Although Jiang Chengcheng is not particularly white, he is quite white among the generally darker boys.It's probably a genetic problem, no matter how tanned he is, he can't get much darker.

In just a short while, both the fat man and the monkey got out of bed to take out their clothes.The three of them tacitly agreed that he wanted to go with them.

"Okay, wait for me to get off." Sighing, instead of looking at the smiling old Yuan, he found out the neatly folded basketball uniform, pulled it on a few times and put it on, and then changed into the pants, which were covered with dust. basketball shoes, followed them out of the dormitory.

Yuan Yi knocked on the door of the dormitory next door, talked to Sledgehammer, saw Sledgehammer nodded, quickly changed his clothes, said hello to his roommate, and came out one after the other with Lao Yuan.

Sledgehammer's surname is Huang, but he is not called Huang Dachui. His name is Huang Dazhen, and Sledgehammer is just a homonym.Sledgehammer and Lao Yuan are classmates in junior high school, they are in the same class, and they have always had a strong relationship. Unexpectedly, they are still in the same class in high school.

The five of them first went to the small supermarket to buy a few bottles of water and sports drinks, and wandered off to the basketball court.

As for that team, they were all from Class [-]. Except for Feng Feng, the other four had played together before and knew each other.Lao Yuan went up and chatted with them for a while, then motioned for them to stand up.It will start soon.

Jiang Chengcheng can be regarded as a person who made them feel that "people are not to be judged by their appearance".He looks fair and clean, and looks like a polite and well-behaved good boy who studies hard but is not good at sports.But in fact, he is no weaker than any of them when it comes to playing ball. Of the four in the dormitory, he is the strongest.Passing, dribbling, and shooting are all too strong for his looks, but he is not so good at defense.

The glare of the sun shone on his body, his sweaty skin was faintly translucent, and some of his long hair was also dyed a light golden color.Feng Feng, who was being watched by the monkey at the side, glanced at him indistinctly, and quickly moved away.Among a group of uniformly black people, this slender and fair boy stood out.

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Hehe, he knew it would be like this.Sitting under the shade of a tree, Jiang Chengcheng took a sip of water and pulled up the corner of his clothes to wipe the sweat off his face.Just when he jumped up and was about to shoot, the legendary basketball novice, Uncle Feng, suddenly jumped up behind him, trying to knock the ball out of his hand.However, Uncle Feng didn't control the distance well, and knocked him to the ground with a jump.But fortunately, he reacted quickly enough and adjusted his posture quickly. In the end, there were only some scratches on his hands and feet. This injury looked scary, but it was actually not serious.

"I'm sorry." Feng Feng looked at the fair-skinned young man who had a large scrape on his arm and leg, and kept oozing blood, with apologetic eyes.

"It's okay, a little injury." Glancing at Feng Feng, he who was standing said to him who was sitting, it looked too oppressive.This straight boy was incredibly serious, whether it was on the basketball court just now or when he was apologizing to him now.It's different from him who has been dangling all the time.

Hou'er and Fatty went back to the dormitory to find some red potion for him. Lao Yuan and the four people from the other team were talking about something.

He didn't know this person well, so it was embarrassing to be alone like this.

"What's your name?"

Looking at Feng Feng with some surprise, is this old man who is famous for his indifference and inhumanity asking his name?Looking into his dark eyes, he was taken aback by the guilt in that.But it's just a small injury, so don't feel guilty about being like this.

"Jiang Chengcheng," smiled at him, "Sit down, I'm tired from standing and watching."

Feng Feng pursed his lips, bent down, and sat beside him.There is still some distance between the two, neither very close nor very far.Compared with Jiang Chengcheng's comfortable and lazy, Feng Feng sat upright and meticulous.

Looking at Uncle Feng who looked like a veteran cadre, Jiang Chengcheng couldn't help laughing.

Feng Feng probably knew what he was laughing at, and moved a little uncomfortably, but he didn't turn his head away. His eyes flickered towards Jiang Chengcheng, and all his emotions were finally submerged in the black eyes.

"Haha, I'm sorry..." After laughing for a while, he finally stopped. Jiang Chengcheng's eyes were not too dark, and looked even lighter in the sun, like light brown pebbles, shining brightly in the clear water.

Noticing Feng Feng's reddish pinnae, he stopped smiling.It should be because it's too hot, so don't think too much about it.

"We're even." Jiang Chengcheng propped his hands behind his back, his body leaned back slightly, his legs were naturally straightened, and the whole posture looked very natural.He looked up at the sunlight leaking through the leaves, and reminded himself that this person couldn't do it.

That's right, he likes the same sex, even he himself doesn't know why, and he doesn't know when he discovered it.He likes the same sex, he is, gay.

At first, he himself was a little flustered.Although I don't think it's a bad thing, but when this thing happened to me, the deep sense of powerlessness came quickly and lasted for a long time.He is afraid of other people's eyes, he is afraid of his parents' rejection, he is afraid of losing his place of refuge.

After confessing to my parents, the atmosphere at home was dull for a while.Although his parents were not very able to accept it, they still tolerated him.But now, slowly accepted.The first thing they considered was the pressure he would bear, not the so-called face.His parents love him, he knows it well and firmly believes it.

After calming down, he went on a drab day again.There is no clear goal, and he does not do nothing. He just walks slowly and at his own pace.He is an ordinary person, he doesn't need to save the world, as long as he lives happily and enjoys himself, that's enough.The little man has little troubles and little happiness, but he just likes these little joys and little troubles. Although they are small, they can shine brightly when strung together.

When dealing with feelings, he has always been rational.Because of his special nature, he needs reason even more.

People like Feng Feng are different from him from head to toe.Feng Feng takes everything seriously, has a good to terrible family background, has a clear life goal, and strides forward on the road of life.

Although he likes his looks and his personality, but he can't like him.After all, they are not from the same world.

"Okay, it's even." Jiang Chengcheng closed his eyes when he heard the calm voice that didn't sound like a boy.Even if it's even, then, don't have any more ties.

The wind passed by this shade of trees gently, brushing over Feng Feng's neat short hair, and slightly blowing Jiang Chengcheng's somewhat long hair.

Some things will not develop as he wishes, and some things will not continue as he wishes.

Where will time stop?No, time will never stop, whether it is sadness or joy, gathering or parting.

Seeing the monkey and fat man running towards him, Jiang Chengcheng smiled and waved.The two ran to his side wheezing, and handed the red potion to Feng Feng, who always looked serious, "Here, you help Xiaocheng take the medicine."

Before he took the red potion, Jiang Chengcheng stopped the red potion, "I'll do it myself, I've already evened with him just now."

He was skillfully treating the wound with red syrup, but he didn't raise his head and didn't explain anything.

The blood on the wound had already scabbed a little. After applying the red syrup, he got up and tried to move around.The wound is only slightly tingling and does not affect movement.

"Let's go, isn't the game over yet?" Jiang Chengcheng didn't take a few steps forward when a hand grabbed his wrist.Turning around, he was surprised to find that Feng Feng was looking at him dissatisfied.

"You are hurt."

"It won't affect your activities." With a calm face, he withdrew his hand, feeling that his wrist was getting hot.

Feng Feng looked at Hou'er and Fatty standing beside him, and said with an air that cannot be ignored, "Forget about it today, let's do it next time."

"Then, let's do it next time." Hou'er rubbed the back of his head, Uncle Feng's eyes were terrifying.

Feng Feng nodded, glanced at Jiang Chengcheng who was still standing still, then turned and left.

The sun is still hot, the smell of sweat in the air has not dissipated, but the originally lively basketball court is empty.

"Why are you standing there, let's go." Yuan Yi came back at some point, habitually hooked Jiang Chengcheng's shoulders, and led him back.

"Do you know what it means to take care of the wounded?" Saying so, he still didn't push away the arm that Lao Yuan was pressing on his shoulder.

Old Yuan grinned meanly, "I didn't see where the injury was."

Hou'er and Fatty also pressed on his shoulders together, "We didn't see any injuries."

Jiang Chengcheng was crushed to a halt, but he didn't let them go, "Heh, don't call me next time you play."

"Don't!" The three wailed in unison.

Feng Feng looked back and saw such a scene, turned around, and continued to move forward, but his steps were a little bit bigger.

When Jiang Chengcheng turned his head to Yuan Yi to speak just now, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of Feng Feng turning his head back.He closed his eyes, just now he was... no, don't think too much.

The author has something to say: I suddenly wanted to write a short story about secret love, so I started writing it intermittently.Because the time is a bit long, it may be a little bit broken in the follow-up, but the length is very short, so it shouldn't be too broken.

The content of the story is very plain, and there are no big ups and downs, but you can read it if you don't like this type, because after all, it is short and does not take time.

I have been busy preparing for the exam recently, and another new pit is supported by the manuscript, and I feel that it is coming to an end.The feeling of being hollowed out is really uncomfortable, and I have been concentrating on the exam for 100 years.As for when the test will be finished, the Buddha said: It cannot be said.This semester is full of professional courses, and the stupid author has to take them seriously, otherwise he will be a poor little guy who no one wants.

Yes, the stupid author is a chatterbox.