waste heat

Song Yu's serious face was not a joke, as if he could do what he said, and he was the one who could make the decision, but the right to make the decision fell into Cheng Yan's hands.

It's against his will for Cheng Yan to send love letters to others, how could he really support Song Yu in agreeing to others?Tan Tingting wanted him to say something nice, but Cheng Yan refused, how could she agree now?

Song Yu was making things difficult for him.

Cheng Yan finally said stingily: "No."

His arrogance can't last anymore, I'm sorry, Tan Tingting, Song Yu's suitor, please scold him, scold him, scold him, he is stingy, he can't tolerate others, he won't give in.

He likes Song Yu.

Song Yu's face in front of him finally looked better, and there was a slight laugh, not loud, but Cheng Yan still heard it.

He raised his head and observed the amorous feelings in Song Yu's eyes.

"It's not good to be like this earlier?" Song Yu threw the love letter on Cheng Yan's schoolbag, "I'll give it back next time?"

Cheng Yan shook his head hastily: "No more."

In the past, what he was looking forward to was Cheng Yan's emotions. He wanted to know how Cheng Yan would feel when he heard others confess to him. Later, the fact that Cheng Yan liked him was obvious, and Song Yu no longer had to speculate on his feelings. But Cheng Yan is still helping others to deliver, while liking him, while helping others to create opportunities, how can Song Yu not be angry?

He was not only angry with Cheng Yan's behavior as a good man, but also angry with him for wronging himself. He obviously didn't want to send it away, so why bother to embarrass himself again and again?

Some things should be resolved.

Song Yu said, "Do you have any questions?"

He didn't know who said what to Cheng Yan, or if Cheng Yan had any questions, he allowed him to ask, because he asked Cheng Yan to wait, so he should give this confused person an accurate answer.

Cheng Yan regained the lost confidence in Zhao Yibai, and it was easily built up by Song Yu. He felt right, Song Yu still... likes him a little bit.

Cheng Yan said: "Not anymore."

"No more?" Song Yudao: "I've given you a chance. If you ask me now, I'll answer you anything. I won't be distracted when I train later."

Cheng Yan laughed, it doesn't matter, he doesn't need an answer anymore, Song Yu's act of making a decision for him is the best answer he received.

He knew that Song Yu cared about him.

"Then let's get started." Song Yu said, "It's been a while."

"Hey," Cheng Yan stopped Song Yu, looked back at the love letter, "don't you read it?"

Because this love letter almost created a bigger conflict just now, Cheng Yan didn't want to make things worse, he just remembered Tan Tingting's words.

"This person said that you should know her, Tan Tingting." Cheng Yan remembered her name, but he didn't know the relationship between the two. Tan Tingting didn't go into details, but only learned it from Song Yu.

Well, he admitted that he was just curious about the relationship between Song Yu and this beautiful girl....

"I don't know." Who knew, Song Yu just said such an incomprehensible sentence.

"But she said..."

"I don't know," Song Yu repeated, holding the basketball, and came under the rack, "Come here and start."

He didn't want to waste any more words, and his attitude was very clear. Cheng Yan looked back at the love letter on the schoolbag, and there was a hint of luck and sympathy. The luck was because Song Yu was not interested in others, and the sympathy was because being his suitor was really true. An easy thing to hurt.

Forget it, he said he didn't know each other anymore, and Cheng Yan couldn't say anything, he walked under the basketball hoop and started training one-on-one with Song Yu.

As promised, I practiced the layup first.

Cheng Yan's steps are accurate, but because the person who tutors him is Song Yu, when Song Yu is demonstrating, his body shape and posture are neat and neat, and he doesn't procrastinate at all. It's a very simple matter.

"The stride should be wider, and one shot in the middle is enough. The main thing is to ensure the feel when you are under the basket, which is about this position," Song Yu stood under the basketball hoop, "grasp the distance, and 100% will score."

Cheng Yan tried it twice, Song Yuzhen is indeed a professional player, the guidance is quite useful, and the hit rate is much higher than Cheng Yan's random shots, he said pleasantly: "Wow, it really is."

"Practice more." Song Yu folded his arms, like a coach, standing by and watched Cheng Yan practice repeatedly for layups.

"Dribble the ball only once in the middle, and slow down when you get to the basket."

"It's still in the same place."

"One more time." Song Yu stared at the distance between Cheng Yan's footsteps and the basketball hoop, "Take off."

Cheng Yan's performance is very good, Song Yu didn't praise him, he just played for so many years, the proficiency brought the touch, if you have to praise...it is indeed a bit spiritual.

Under Song Yu's gaze, Cheng Yan practiced the same movement repeatedly until a little sweat broke out on his forehead. He suddenly had the feeling that he had joined the school team. It was rumored that Song Yu was very strict in the team. Cheng Yan He already realized that Song Yu didn't attack him, but he already felt the pressure.

I don't know why, when Song Yu is looking at you, you just dare not slack off, no matter how tired you are.

The broken hair on Cheng Yan's forehead was wet with sweat, the footsteps in the arena didn't stop, Song Yu didn't call to stop, he didn't dare to stop without authorization, he cherished every minute of Song Yu's time guiding him.

"Take a break." Song Yu finally stopped Cheng Yan when he was almost exhausted, handed him a bottle of water, and Cheng Yan thanked him.

"How do you feel?" He cared like a corporal.

Cheng Yan put the basketball aside, came to the schoolbag, sat on the floor, not daring to boast, so asked Song Yuzheng for evaluation with a questioning tone: "A little progress?"

Song Yu came to him and squatted down, reminding: "There are not a few days left."

Cheng Yan's face turned serious, and he asked, "Why didn't you participate in the selection?"

Song Yu looked at him: "Want to go through the back door?"

Cheng Yan boldly said: "I think so, I even want to enter directly without participating in the trials."

Song Yu knew that he was joking and didn't take it seriously, so he responded: "I have participated in it before, and it was quite tiring. I would rather spend more time instructing other people than spend my energy on this kind of place, and I am very biased. Big, according to my standards, many people may have to be eliminated."

"Ah... so strict."

"Are you scared?"

Cheng Yan nodded vigorously.

Song Yu touched his head, this action was very intimate, and Cheng Yan also liked it very much, he always felt that at this time, he was very like a little girlfriend who was spoiled.

"Leave it to fate and don't put pressure on yourself."

Cheng Yan also wanted to persuade himself to be calm. He sighed and said, "I don't know if I can win this time. If I fail, I will be farther away from you."

Song Yu turned his head and stared at him closely, Cheng Yan lowered his head, holding the bottle of mineral water in his hand, with some sentimentality in his eyes.

He didn't ask him to return his feelings immediately, he just expressed his feelings.

Song Yu looked at the rack and said tenderly, "Do you know how long the CBA training lasts?"

Cheng Yan never asked. Song Yu came back too quickly. He performed brilliantly in a trial match and was selected as a professional player for training. After going to CBA for a month, he came back. After being reminded, Cheng Yan asked: "Listen It's been a long time, why did you come back so soon? Less than a month."

"Because of worry."

"Worried?" Cheng Yan asked, "What are you worried about?"

"Many things, studies, parents, life," Song Yu turned his head: "And you."

Cheng Yan's heart skipped a beat, Song Yu was staring at him, he had never felt such a gaze, and it was too tender, he fell into it for a moment, a little confused.

"Me?" Cheng Yan avoided his eyes: "What do I have to worry about..."

"During the training, I was distracted and restless. The coach asked me to adjust and gave me a lot of suggestions, but none of them could make me settle down," Song Yu said slowly: "Later, I found the reason. It's because of you."

Cheng Yan didn't dare to miss a word, and listened with pricked ears.

"I don't know what's going on. When I think of you, I can't calm down. Maybe... because we broke up that time." Song Yu still remembered that when he was kissed, his heart was in a mess and he wanted to leave He in the south of the city happened to be confessed by Cheng Yan the day before, and he didn't know how to balance the relationship between the two. A lot of considerations and worries, those are unfair to Cheng Yan, he has to figure it out.

He couldn't treat other suitors the same way, because Cheng Yan had a different meaning to him.

"That time... I was impulsive, and I knew it was a mistake to drink." Cheng Yan rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment, "I'm sorry."

Song Yu shook his head: "It's not your problem, I'm just too confused."

"What about now?" Cheng Yan asked: "Are you still confused?" Did his emotions really cause Song Yu such a big trouble?But it's understandable to think about it, they are boys and boys.

This is not just something that the two of them like, it means that they will face many tests in the future, various pressures from society, and even the hurdles of their parents are all problems.

"It's almost clear." Song Yu stood up and picked up the basketball beside him, "Come on, three points."

Cheng Yan really wanted to ask what it meant, so he quickly figured it out, should he answer it?Now he is holding back his strong curiosity, not to press Song Yu, he promised him to give him time.

Wait until Song Yu figured it out, wait until he takes the initiative to reply.

Cheng Yan and Song Yu practiced a three-pointer. Although he agreed that he would wait, he was still curious about the result that he would soon figure out. As a result, he did not concentrate on the practice and made the same mistakes as Song Yu, restless and half-hearted .

The three-point shooting percentage is extremely low.

After seven o'clock, practice ends.

Cheng Yan and Song Yu were walking home, and Song Yu asked him if he wanted to go to his house to play.

"Don't you live in your aunt's house?" Cheng Yan asked.

"Well, just go to my aunt's house. My aunt is very nice."

"I'm not worried about this." Since it was brought up, Cheng Yan also wanted to ask: "Have you been living at your aunt's house?"

"I've been here since I went to high school, and my home is too far away from school." He chose to go to school here, so he had to settle nearby, and his aunt's house was just right.

"Aren't you going home?"

"I'll go back during the holidays. Are you curious about my family?" Song Yu rarely mentioned his family, and Cheng Yan only heard rumors, and he didn't know the truth.

"Someone in the school said that you are the second generation rich." Cheng Yan told the truth, although he had known Song Yu for so long, but he knew very little about Song Yu's family. He asked Song Yu briefly, and he didn't seem to like to mention his family very much, so Cheng Yan didn't know whether the rumors about the rich second generation were true or not.

"Do you believe it?" Song Yu stood in front of the bus stop sign, the background was a mess, but he was very eye-catching.

"Half and half." Cheng Yan was not sure.

"That's it," Song Yu said, "better than ordinary people."

How is that a good way?well-off?Cheng Yan didn't know which kind of expression Song Yu belonged to, but he didn't ask any more, and the bus came.

"I'll help you move things this weekend," Song Yu said, "Have you chosen your bedroom yet?"

"I'll live with those who have a good time." It's been agreed, and Cheng Yan is still looking forward to the life of living on campus.

"You haven't lived in school, so there should be a lot of discomfort, but just bear with it." Song Yu gave him a vaccination first, lest he expect too much and the gap will be too big.

"It's okay, I'm not that squeamish," Cheng Yan recalled the time when he lived in a small rural town: "In the past, at my grandma's house, it was as noisy as it was, but I could still sleep."

The bus was about to arrive, Song Yu saw the 105 bus coming slowly, he asked: "You haven't answered me yet, do you want to visit my place?"

Cheng Yan wished that he had never been to Song Yu's residence, and his aunt's would be fine too, but today he had no preparations, and it was getting late, he said, "Next time."

Song Yu put his trousers pockets in his trouser pockets and looked over fiercely, "Which time was that again?"

"Well... how about next week?" Cheng Yan heard his displeasure, and immediately changed his rhetoric. He didn't plan to go next week, but he was afraid that Song Yu would be angry. Last time, he had a trouble because of this kind of thing. This time I said wisely: "At that time, the selection competition was also over."

"Then next week." Song Yu finalized it like this. Just in time, the car came over, and he raised his chin to signal: "Go up."

Cheng Yan let out a cry, and got into the car with the troops, not forgetting to turn around and wave to Song Yu, but Song Yu didn't respond to him, but just stared at him silently, with gentle eyes.

It seems that a person is going to a distant place, and his lover is watching him reluctantly.

The car drove away slowly, there was an empty seat, Cheng Yan didn't sit down, but stood aside, looking back at Song Yu, who had long been out of sight.

He would love to go.

He didn't want to miss any moment where he could get close to him, but he didn't dare, he was a little scared, being alone with Song Yu, in a confined space, the worst thing was being on the same bed, he might have no sleep all night.

It's too late today, if he goes, there is a high probability that he won't be able to leave, so let's do it next time, next time...

He chose daylight.

To avoid sharing the same bed with Song Yu.

In order to avoid the invasion of myself... Luan Meng.

The people who are disturbed are turned upside down and can't sleep at night.