When time passes by love

Seeing Feng Feng on the basketball court again, Jiang Chengcheng's heart almost collapsed.

After that game, Feng Feng admitted that it was his first time playing, and indeed, every movement of his clearly showed his identity as a novice.

But last time they didn't fight much, and this time, Feng Feng was not facing each other, but as a teammate.

Thinking of his horrible passing and positioning, Jiang Chengcheng looked at Lao Yuan who organized the game with a headache, "What's going on here? Didn't you say that we will call the sledgehammer again?"

Yuan Yi turned his head away in embarrassment, "Sledge Hammer said he had something to do and couldn't come, and then Uncle Feng happened to pass by at that time, so he said he was coming..."

Recalling Feng Feng's face at that time, Lao Yuan shuddered.It felt like if he disagreed, the next second would be his death.

Sighing, Jiang Chengcheng patted Yuan Yi's shoulder, "Forget it, let's fight hard."

"Hey, it can't be my brother." Yuan Yi smiled triumphantly, and when he recovered, he found that he had habitually hooked Jiang Chengcheng's shoulder.It was obviously a very normal posture, but he suddenly felt a little hot, and let go of it abruptly.

Noticing his movements, Jiang Chengcheng smiled helplessly, and suddenly, playing with his heart, he leaned in front of him, the two faces were very close, so close that he could feel the heat emanating from the other party, "What are you afraid of, what can I do to you?"

"It's not, it's a bit...haha," Yuan Yi patted the back of his head, took a step back unnaturally, his eyes wandered to the side, "Well, I'll run a couple of laps to warm up first."

Knowing that Lao Yuan was changing the subject, he didn't make a sound. He watched Lao Yuan run away quickly and catch up with the monkey and fat man who were running around. The three of them were noisy.

After a few lunges on the spot, he also slowly joined the circle running team.Well, there is also Feng Feng who has been standing next to him.

Since that time, in order to avoid Feng Feng, he has been eating bread and instant noodles for several days.Alas, I really miss the big chicken drumsticks in Ercanteen.

He didn't look at Feng Feng who was running beside him, he really wanted to stay away from him, because he knew that he would probably like him.And this point cannot be seen by Feng Feng, and absolutely cannot continue.After all, he also understands how sad it would be to fall in love with an impossible person.

Fortunately, Feng Feng didn't speak either.After a few laps of silent trotting, they gathered with the large army.

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On the court, the scene he imagined did not appear, and it could even be said to be the exact opposite.

Feng Feng's movements were a little awkward at the beginning, but gradually, after the movements became smooth, he performed very well whether it was cooperating with his teammates or attacking alone.Outside of defense, he's basically as good as they have it, and maybe better than some.

"You're pretty good!" Hou'er casually wiped the sweat off his face, and looked at Feng Feng, who was covered in a thin layer of sweat in disbelief, the person whose skills were messed up last time.

Feng Feng gasped a bit, but he still stood upright, "Well, I watched Jiang Chengcheng play recently and learned a little bit."

Hou'er nodded thoughtfully, "Recently, I always see you on the sidelines when I'm playing."

Yuan Yi, who heard the conversation, had a strange expression on his face, looked at Jiang Chengcheng who was drinking water, and muttered, "No wonder I feel so similar."

Not only the details of some movements, but even the rhythm and strategy are very similar. What's more frightening is that defense is also weak.I'm afraid that Feng Feng played the ball exactly like Jiang Chengcheng's way, so he probably just stared at him when watching the game.Thinking of this, Yuan Yi felt a little awkward again.

Receiving the gazes of the three people in the dormitory, Jiang Chengcheng almost choked on the water.Feng Feng was telling the truth. During this time, no matter who he was playing with, he could see Feng Feng was on his side.At first I thought he was still feeling sorry for his injury, but later found out that this was not the case at all, because after his wound healed as if he had never been injured, he could always see Feng Feng.And every time after the game, he would give him a bottle of water... yes, every time.

He was not sure if Feng Feng was chasing him, but he also knew that it was absolutely impossible for someone like Feng Feng to be with him.Whether it is in terms of personality or family, Feng Feng takes every step rigorously and seriously, as if he is bound within the rules and regulations, without any deviation.

How can such a person accept homosexuality?The possibility of Feng Feng liking him is very small, he will not expect extravagantly.

Just when his thoughts were wandering, Feng Feng strode up to him, and the wind picked up Feng Feng's clothes, which also disturbed his heart.

Plop plop plop...

Feng Feng's black eyes looked directly at his light-colored eyes. He wanted to see some emotion from those dark eyes, but he couldn't.However, the eyes that couldn't see anything made him want to avoid them.

Plop plop plop...

"You still owe me a meal." The low voice was pleasant, and the slight hoarseness made his ears itchy.

Plop plop plop...

Now, does he have to admit that he has fallen in love with Feng Feng, and this feeling seems irresistible.Then, let it grow, anyway, this secret love that he didn't want to start had already started before he knew it.

As if he had suddenly let go of the shackles, Jiang Chengcheng's smile was more sincere than usual, "Go, I invite you."

Yuan Yi frowned, turned around, and pretended not to see anything, but he didn't know that the corner of his clothes was wrinkled by his hands.

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After that day, Jiang Chengcheng no longer hid in the dormitory eating bread, and the two of them going to the cafeteria together became more and more rare and common, even if they were silent, they didn't look awkward.The steady steps were still steady, and the brisk steps were still brisk, but their rhythms became more harmonious and gradually approached.

Knowing his own heart, he also gave up stopping himself, Jiang Chengcheng no longer avoided some approaching Feng Feng.It's just that he doesn't intend to let anyone know his thoughts, nor does he intend to shorten the distance between the two of them.He just admitted that he likes Feng Feng, but he didn't admit the possibility between the two.For him, liking means liking, and just liking, this is all his own business, and it will only be his own story.For this, he had been prepared for a long time, and he readily accepted it.

But... Looking at the report card issued by the midterm exam, everyone in the class has a class ranking and a section ranking. He is still a subtle middle class, and Feng Feng's name is in the seventh position of the section.The gap is a bit big.

The person I have a crush on is so far behind me, I always feel a little bit unwilling.From now on, work harder to reduce this gap.

Jiang Chengcheng suddenly began to study seriously. The people in the dormitory knew about it, the students sitting around him knew it, and the students who usually played together knew it.Although a little curious, they didn't ask too much.Everyone has their own ideas, and whether they work hard or not is up to them. Others have no right to ask or interfere.

Everyone understands this, so gradually, fewer people come to him to play basketball, and fewer people come to him to discuss magazines.However, gradually, more and more people came to him to discuss topics, and more people asked him to study together.Where there is gain, there must be loss, and of course, if there is loss, there must be gain.

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There was another ball game, and Jiang Chengcheng nestled in the dormitory doing exercises. The weather has turned cold these days, and his hands are always freezing cold while reading in the study room, so he moved to the battlefield.

Yuan Yi also rarely went to play. He sat at the table and casually flipped through a few pages of the book, then quickly put down the pen in his hand, dragged the chair around, and straddled the chair.With his hands resting on the back of the chair, his chin resting on his arms, his gaze fell directly in Jiang Chengcheng's direction.

The bedroom with only the two of them was quiet, only the sound of Jiang Chengcheng's pen tip rubbing against the paper could be heard when he was writing.

"Xiaocheng, you said before that you are, gay." She hesitated for a while before opening her eyes.

Yuan Yi's words made the hard-working Jiang Chengcheng put down his pen, and turned to look at him, "Yeah, what's wrong?"

Unconsciously scratching his cheek with his index finger, Yuan Yi asked a little embarrassedly, "I, I'm just a little curious, how do you know that you are, this."

Leaning back, straightening his legs, and putting his hands behind his head, Jiang Chengcheng thought for a while, and he probably remembered, "The first time I fell in love with the same sex. Also, before that, I didn't care too much about girls." interest of."

"Oh." I don't know whether he is satisfied with this answer or not, Yuan Yi just responded softly.

"By the way, then you... If you don't want to say it, you don't have to say it," Yuan Yi struggled, curiosity still made the question pop out of Yuan Yi's mouth, "Are you from the top or the bottom?"

Jiang Chengcheng was taken aback for a moment, this is a bit surprising.Immediately he was relieved, probably Lao Yuan has been entangled in these things these days, and he also learned some things through some channels.

But when it came to this, he smiled, "I don't know either."

"I don't know?" Yuan Yi blinked his eyes, indicating that he didn't quite understand the answer.

"Well, I haven't tried it, and I don't know very well." He looked calmly at Lao Yuan who was stunned, and spread his hands to express that he was very simple and innocent.

"Yes...that's it." Yuan Yi nodded thoughtfully, glanced at him secretly, and turned back to read the book again.It's just that the frequency of turning pages sounds like the owner of this book is not in a calm mood.

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Read books, brush up on questions, and recite English if you have nothing to do.

In this way, after half a semester, Jiang Chengcheng's grades have improved a lot, especially in English, which he is least good at.After all, the people wandering in the mid-range are all similar to him before. If he worked harder, his ranking would go up a lot.From the original segment of more than 500 directly to more than 300, a total of two hundred.

He is pleased with this result.

He folded his thick down jacket and looked at the snow fluttering outside the window. The winter vacation has come so easily, and he will not see Feng Feng for a while.Thinking about it this way, I still feel a little bit reluctant to spend the winter vacation.

After tidying up the dormitory, saying goodbye to Lao Yuan Houer and Fatty, he left the dormitory dragging a big suitcase.

After closing the door of the dormitory, as soon as he turned around, the person he was thinking about just now suddenly appeared in front of him... So Feng Feng was standing behind him just now?

Without giving him any time to struggle, Feng Feng stretched out his hand to him, the palm lines were clear and looked dry, "Give me the phone."

This plot, is to exchange mobile phone numbers?

After roughly understanding the next development of the matter, he secretly smiled and took out the mobile phone from his pocket, but did not hand it to Feng Feng.

Looking at Feng Feng with a smile, he unlocked the phone's screen lock, "Your number?"

Feng Feng withdrew his hand in silence, and whispered his cell phone number. Jiang Chengcheng quickly pressed the button, and soon, a ring came from Feng Feng's pocket.After hanging up, he sighed in his heart, it really was the ringtone that comes with the phone.

"It's okay, I'm leaving first." Holding the mobile phone, he stuffed his hand and mobile phone into his pocket, waved his hand, dragged the suitcase and left.His home is some distance away from the school, and his parents who drove to pick him up are waiting for him at the school gate.

Walking to the stairs, he put down the handle of the suitcase, and he grabbed the strap, and the full suitcase was easily picked up.While looking a little skinny, those are muscular, strong and functional.Anyway, all these years of basketball are not for nothing.He carried the suitcase down to the fifth floor in one breath, released the lever again, and dragged the suitcase towards the school gate.

The last time I went home was November, and it is now February.Boys of this age may not be able to speak, but they will still be homesick.What's more, his parents have always had a good relationship with him, and he knows that they are the most tolerant people.

Seeing the car parked across the road, the mother standing beside the car was waving at him.

The smile on his face deepened, the warmth in his eyes melted away, and he quickened his pace with a clear goal.

Winter vacation is still happy.

The author has something to say: As I write, I think of the blue boy paper I liked before, but now I don’t have the energy to like anyone, and I am destined to be a single dog. The stupid author is crying and fainting in the toilet QAQ

Hug yourself silently, at least you can still like me to send a few.