Chapter Thirty-Two You Look Down on Me

  Li Lumei still regards Mao Xiaoshi as a white knight prince, and her liking for him has not diminished. She will still feel heartache when he accidentally sprains his foot, and worry about their head-on collision on the court.

  However, occasionally he would recall that afternoon, the young Mao lying on the ground, and Su Can holding a brick slab pointing at him with questions. In his memory, it formed a yellowish solidified picture, with a kind of contrast that he didn't dare to investigate deeply.

  That was beyond what she could accept at her current age and experience, and she couldn't make a judgment about all this.

  In the midst of regret, Class 22's team led by Yue Zijiang won the game. Yue Zijiang enjoyed the gazes cast upon him from all around and, looking at Tang Yu in the crowd, he took a high-profile step forward, making a gesture as if to give Tang Yu a high-five.

  The girls around Tang Yu suddenly boiled up, one after another to push the waves. Tang Yu hesitated, turned her head to look over, and found that Su Can, who was kicking the ball in the distance, seemed to be completely unaware of everything that had happened here.

  Seeing Tang Yu standing still without any movement, Yue Zijiang's heart felt like it was burning, and he awkwardly withdrew his hand, but smiled at Tang Yu, "Next month is the whole school's basketball competition, can you come to my game?"

  This sentence is undoubtedly seeking Tang Wei's help and cheering, and also leads to some girls' cheers, and someone starts to envy Tang Wei, which is a dream that many people yearn for.

  "Let's see." Tang Yu smiled slightly, and since Yue Zi Jiang's invitation was sincere, if she refused again and again, it wouldn't be reasonable or emotional, so Tang Yu could only decline politely.

  "It's settled then!" Yue Zijiang jumped onto his pole and left with a smile, leaving behind a figure that many girls couldn't help but recall, while Tang Yu wanted to explain further but could only swallow her words.

  Su Can clearly felt the strength of Yue Zijiang, in all aspects, Yue Zijiang was a strong opponent. Although Tang Yu had some good feelings towards him, it only existed on the premise of those good feelings. Yue Zijiang's offense became more and more intense, and he indeed had many factors that attracted girls: he was tall, sunny, his grades were not bad, he had a good athletic build, and was also a basketball player. These were undoubtedly the capital to attract girls at this stage.

  Even if Tang Yu can refuse Yue Zijiang once because of her good feelings for herself, what about the second time, the third time? It's not like Su Can is someone special to Tang Yu or has any unforgettable memories with her. How could he possibly restrict Tang Yu's response to Yue Zijiang? Moreover, can simply stopping it loudly really stop it?

  Everything that happened here, Su Can silently watched with his own eyes, he knew that he actually couldn't make a decision and was unable to make a decisive arrangement for life.

  Just like now, he intervened between Tang Yu and Yue Zijiang, just to prevent Tang Yu from making the same mistake again. However, everyone has their own life and doesn't want to be interfered with by others.

  He is not a god, and sometimes he even has a suspicion of interfering with other people's lives. From this perspective, isn't he a selfish person who disrupts others' fate just to ease his own mind?

  The best way to intervene in Tang Yu's emotional life is to pursue her!

  Honestly speaking, Su Can didn't dislike Tang Yu, on the contrary, after his rebirth, he had put a layer of sacred veil over Tang Yu, who was the object of secret admiration for many in their junior high school days. He hoped to escort her from afar and gaze at her from a distance, rather than making any moves on her.

  The current situation has made Su Can realize that if he doesn't make pursuing Tang Yu as his goal and intervene in her life, all of this would be pointless, and he would be selfish and despicable!

  That is to say, he must hold Tang Yu's hand as a pursuer, use his own wrist to take charge of her fate, and bind her fate in order to change her predetermined trajectory.

  Perhaps it's just a matter of attitude, being able to stand face-to-face with the middle school class leader who was once idolized as a goddess, and still be so close. In the past, Su Can had already been content with this, he didn't have any excessive expectations.

  Now, he has to make an inevitable choice. When this choice settles in his heart, he has developed another attitude towards Xiao Tang Wei. The old feelings that were once suppressed have also been released. Perhaps being able to hold Tang Wei's hand is the greatest happiness in life.

  Compared to the monks of later generations who have many disciples but little porridge, most people in their thirties are still struggling without a house or a wife. He would rather become a porridge monk, chase after Tang Wei, and fulfill a dream of his youth, thereby obtaining excellent genes for his descendants. This is indeed a great deed that benefits both the present and future generations.

  Sitting on the flower stand, feeling the sweat sliding down from his forehead and neck, Su Can surprisingly found that after deciding to pursue Tang Yu's heart, he became nervous and anxious.

  In the midst of Hormone's dance, Su Can understood that this was the love he dared not hope for in his later years, buried in the Misuo Plain.

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  The last two classes were physical education, and it was in the afternoon, so basically more than half of the students had left school one after another. When the last class was about to end, Ma Xiaomin, who was carrying a backpack, didn't leave but came to Su Can's side and squatted down. The autumn day was bleak, and he was still wearing dark sportswear, covered with sweat.

  He took a sip of mineral water, turned his head around and looked at Su Can, hesitated for a moment, then said, "I know you actually look down on me."

  Su Can let out an "oh" and looked at the dense forest in front of him.

  Facing Su Can's gaze, Mao Shi, who was admired by countless people, actually felt a sense of being overshadowed by Su Can, who was half a head shorter than him. Regret and disappointment, he still remembered the look on this person's face when he questioned him with those eyes, his heart was afraid, unable to stand up in that situation, now recalling it, apart from feeling guilty, perhaps being scolded by Su Can would make him feel better.

  But what he got was not the contemptuous gaze he had imagined, but Su Can's hand reaching out to pat his shoulder. "Believe me, anyone would be scared in that situation, everyone has their own extreme reactions when facing different dangers, it's just a matter of choice. Don't be so hard on yourself, your strong point isn't there, you should be fighting fiercely with others on the basketball court, right?"

  Mao hesitated for a moment, then smiled bitterly and nodded. On the basketball court, he had just been at a disadvantage in his confrontation with Yue Zijiang, which had drawn countless sighs and lamentations from the crowd, adding to Yue's prestige. Because of the different study tasks for high school students in their third year, only sophomores and freshmen participated in the high school basketball tournament. In the wind reviews for next month's basketball game, Yue Zijiang was already being touted as a top contender.

  Today is even more glorious, and the front will soon defeat Maoshixia. This matter will soon spread throughout the grade, so when Su Can mentions his glory on the court, he feels a kind of inexplicable melancholy.

  "You can't beat Yue Zijiang." Su Can said, seeing the dejection on Mao Xiaoshi's face.

  At that moment, he was shocked. He had thought Su Can would say something to comfort him about his poor performance, but instead, it was such a straightforward sentence that made his confidence plummet instantly.

  After a glimmer of hope in Mao Xiao's eyes fell through, Su Can smiled, "You can't beat him, not because you're not skilled enough, but because you're afraid of him from the bottom of your heart... Sometimes... why not take a gamble and let go!?"

  Yes, go all out!

  Eyes widened in confusion.

  Just like Su Can in front of me, on that slope with a warm and bright sunlight, holding high the brick slab, slapping out power and momentum, slapping out majesty...

  Let's go all out... what's the worst that could happen?!

  It's just a pity that life rushes forward fiercely and never gives people a chance to regret and replay.