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In the huge basketball hall, suddenly fell into a dead silence.

Jiang Yubai's heart tightened, his crow-feather-like eyelashes trembled, and he faintly sensed that Lu Jinyan's reaction was very strange.

Is it uncomfortable for homophobic straight men to have little strawberries on their necks?

Did he and Dongdong push too hard?

Just when he was a little uneasy, the wooden stake standing in front of him finally moved.

Lu Jinyan shook his hands abruptly and turned around, his tone obviously blunt: "Let's start practicing."

Jiang Yubai silently put down his hand covering his neck, and followed him to the center of the field.

Lu Jinyan took a deep breath, and when he spoke again, his stiff tone softened slightly: "Do you still remember the dribble I taught you that day?"

Jiang Yubai nodded: "I remember."

After receiving the basketball thrown by Lu Jinyan, he began to dribble according to the skills he had learned before.

After taking a few shots, he found that what Lu Jinyan said was right. For a basketball rookie like him, basketball would become extremely unfamiliar if he didn't practice for a day.

Lu Jinyan also picked up a basketball from the ground, and taught him to adjust his posture and center of gravity while demonstrating.

Soon, the dribble became fluid.

"Today I will teach you how to dribble past others." Lu Jinyan held the basketball with one hand and turned to face Jiang Yubai.

At this sight, his gaze fell to the top of the collarbone inadvertently, his breathing became heavier instantly, and he frowned and glanced away: "Now you stop me."

After all, he spread his long legs, leaned over and dribbled the ball rhythmically.

Jiang Yubai suddenly became nervous and bowed to defend.

He had seen Lu Jinyan sweeping thousands of troops on the field, but this was the first time he faced him directly at such close range.

A few seconds later, Lu Jinyan's eyes changed suddenly, and he moved with the ball.

Jiang Yubai didn't even have time to make any moves, the opponent quickly changed direction and dribbled around him, and simply made a three-step layup.

Jiang Yubai stood there at a loss, like a bewildered little rabbit.

Lu Jinyan caught the ball, looked sideways at the person who was standing there, and suddenly felt sick.

very sick.

"Basketball is a skill that requires a lot of skill." After a while, he walked back to Jiang Yubai, his voice really softened, "Come on, I will teach you slowly."

He dribbled the ball again, split the movement of turning around into slow motion, explained each step by step, combined with the essentials of the three-step layup technique, and taught him everything.

Jiang Yubai is undoubtedly a very smart student, he can learn everything very quickly, and he mastered the basic skills after half an hour of practice.

Lu Jinyan stood aside, staring at his engrossed appearance, with a sour and soft emotion overflowing from his heart.

"Go in!" Jiang Yubai subconsciously turned his face to look at his teacher when the basketball entered the frame, "Goal!"

The light above the head fell on the bottom of the clean and clear eyes, reflecting a sparkling broken light, and a kind of extremely pure happiness appeared on the beautiful face.

The heart twitched clearly, and Lu Jinyan couldn't help showing a nice smile: "Xiaobai is so amazing."

Jiang Yubai was a little shy by the praise, lowered her eyes, and smiled slightly: "You are the one who taught well."

This is the first time he has been recognized in a field other than painting, and the person who praised him was still Lu Jinyan.

"Next, let's do a real fight." Lu Jinyan stepped forward, walked up to him and signaled, "Come here."

Looking at his broad shoulders, Jiang Yubai couldn't help but hesitate.

Lu Jinyan looked at him encouragingly: "It's okay, come and try."

Jiang Yubai nodded and opened his posture.

Of course, no accident, it was impossible for him to pass under Lu Jinyan with his rookie level.

But after the basketball was robbed several times, he became more frustrated and courageous, attacking again and again.

Seeing that his posture was getting more and more proficient, Lu Jinyan thought that he had almost practiced, so why not just put the water in once.

It's not ashamed to let Xiaobai pass a ball from his hand.

But Jiang Yubai didn't share his thoughts, this time he was very serious, like a newborn lamb, recklessly ran towards the wolf king.

Just then, an accident happened.

The moment the two crossed their bodies, he found that he had not encountered any obstacles, and his body dived to the ground due to inertia.

"Xiaobai!" There was a scream, and in the next second, the pain he imagined did not come, and he fell into a warm embrace.

With a loud "bang", Lu Jinyan's back hit the ground heavily, but his hands firmly protected the soft body in his arms.

"Are you okay?" He asked anxiously, ignoring himself, "Did you hit it?"

Jiang Yubai lay in his arms, his limbs went limp from fright: "No..."

After relieving the severe pain in his back, Lu Jinyan lay on the floor and suddenly realized what position they were in now.

Xiao Bai was lying in his arms, his hands tightly wrapped around his slender waist, and those soft palms were pressing on his chest.

The cognition similar to hugging made his heart beat uncontrollably, and all the blood in his body rushed towards his brain, making him dizzy for a while.

The violent heartbeat made the palms slightly numb, Jiang Yubai finally came back to his senses, and hurriedly got up from his arms: "Lu Jinyan, how are you?"

Lu Jinyan subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold him back, but he froze half way through, and suddenly woke up.

"I didn't—" the comforting words came to his lips, and suddenly changed again. He lowered his voice and said, "My back hurts a little, can you pull me up?"

Jiang Yubai nodded again and again, and stretched out a hand: "You hold me tight."

Lu Jinyan stared at the beautiful hand, spread his fingers as if bewitched, and held his hand tentatively.

His hand is so small, he can easily wrap it completely.

His hand was so soft, as if he was holding a ball of soft cotton candy.

Jiang Yubai frowned, with a look of worry and guilt: "I'm sorry, I was too anxious..."

Lu Jinyan stared at him intently, still clenched his hands tightly and refused to let go. He even wished he could hold hands like this forever until his heart stopped beating.

He is finished.

he thinks.

"Are you really okay?" Jiang Yubai confirmed with him again, "Why don't we go to the hospital for a checkup?"

Lu Jinyan said softly, "It's really fine, don't worry."

Jiang Yubai couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, his eyes swept down, and only then did he realize that the two were still holding hands.

He immediately withdrew his hand as if electrocuted, and apologized sincerely: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hold you."

The softness in the palm of his hand disappeared, and Lu Jinyan held his five fingers vaguely, as if he was trying to grab something.

When he returned to the dormitory, Shen Zhao was cleaning up the mess. Seeing the two people walking in one after the other, he said hello, "Have you finished training?"

"Yeah." Jiang Yubai responded, and glanced at the lunch box on the table, "Are you eating now?"

"I'm not lazy!" Shen Zhao was very self-aware of himself, he remembered something, and smiled again, "Xiaobai, it's fortunate that you came back tonight, otherwise——"

"Xiao Zhao." Lu Jinyan interrupted him with a threatening tone, "Do you remember the model you asked me to buy for you last time?"

"What the hell—ah!" Shen Zhao reacted, and immediately made a gesture to seal his mouth with a zipper.

Jiang Yubai looked at the strange interaction between the two and was at a loss.

Lu Jinyan didn't explain, and turned to look at him: "Xiaobai, you should go take a shower first."

"Okay." Jiang Yubai responded, took out a change of clothes and walked into the bathroom.

After taking a shower, he sat at the table and waited for his hair to dry naturally, then picked up a sketchbook to practice sketching.

If he doesn't pick up his paintbrush for a long time, he always feels as if something is missing.

Unknowingly, a feeling of soreness crept up from the calf, and even the arm holding the pen became sore and weak.

He couldn't help frowning, put down his pen and held his arm.

Lu Jinyan, who was walking towards him, noticed his movements, and then said angrily, "I didn't pay attention, I asked you to practice for too long today."

Last time it was just dribbling and shooting on the spot, but today dribbling over people and three-step layups are movements with a lot of exercise. Xiaobai is delicate and expensive, so he must not be able to bear it.

"It's okay." Jiang Yubai looked back at the sound, and smiled at him, "It's my lack of exercise, and it has nothing to do with you."

The expression on Lu Jinyan's face did not relax. After thinking about it, he turned and went back into the bathroom.

A few minutes later, he came out with a hot towel, folded it into a long strip and handed it to him: "A warm compress can promote blood circulation."

Jiang Yubai took the towel and put it in the crook of his arm: "Thank you."

"If you're too sore to sleep at night, just call me." Lu Jinyan looked at him with imperceptible pity, "I'll think of a way."

However, the person who really couldn't sleep that night was actually Lu Jinyan himself.

He lay on the bed with his eyes open, trying to calmly sort out all the things that happened today in his mind, especially the few seconds when Xiao Bai was lying in his arms, recalling frame by frame over and over again, not wanting to miss the moment at that time. every detail.

After a long time, he finally made up his mind.

Carefully touching the phone, Lu Jinyan switched to log in to the dusty account and asked to add WeChat friends.

After 1 minute, the other party agrees to add friends.

Little gay is not little guyguy: [Didn't you delete me?Why did you change your number and add me again? ]

. :[you're right. ]

A little gay is not a little guyguy: [? ]

Little gay is not little guyguy: [I said two situations, which one are you talking about? ]

Lu Jinyan typed out the answer word by word: [I like him. ]

A little gay is not a little guyguy: [Hahahahaha!I'll just say it!Can you deceive others, can you deceive yourself? ]

Little gay is not little guyguy: [Congratulations, your mouth is finally not as hard as yours! ]

. : [? ]

The little gay is not the little guyguy: [Oh, it's not important, the important thing is what are you going to do next?Confess directly? ]

. :[I can not. ]

A little gay is not a little guyguy: [Why not?Since I like you, go boldly! ]

A little gay is not a little guyguy: [I understand, the person you like is a straight man, you are afraid that he will reject you, and in the end you won't even be friends? ]

. : [No, he is the same. ]

The little gay is not the little guyguy: [Then what's the problem?Don't hesitate brother, you will lose if you hesitate! ]

His knuckle fingers paused on the screen, and Lu Jinyan raised his eyes to look up at the bed board, his gloomy eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the darkness and obstacles, and described the familiar figure in detail.

In the past 20 years, he has been able to play various identities such as good son, good student, good friend, etc. with ease.

His superior IQ makes him outstanding, his good upbringing makes him very popular, his generosity and generosity make him popular, and even his motor cells are more developed than ordinary people, which can be called a template for a perfect life.

Therefore, for so many years, he has always seemed calm and unhurried, even if he is as harsh as the parents of the Lu family, he can't find any fault in him.

Every step in the past, he walked forward step by step like a set program. He never did anything out of line, and everyone believed that he would continue to walk smoothly.

But this time, his heart betrayed his life trajectory.

He actually fell in love with a friend of the same sex.

Like, or someone else's boyfriend.

. : [He has a boyfriend. ]

After these words were uttered, there was silence on the other side of the screen for tens of seconds.

Lu Jinyan looked at the faintly glowing phone screen, and suddenly regretted that he shouldn't have revealed so much information to a stranger on the spur of the moment.

After another dozen seconds, the other party finally sent a reply.

Little gay is not little guyguy: [Fuck!You are better than me! ]

The little gay is not the little guyguy: [Brother period, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! ]