【26.】

  Liu Xian came back from school and excitedly told me that her class has a basketball game tomorrow. I understood what she meant, it's not so much a basketball game as it is Shen Zhuo's personal show. In my heart, I'm secretly looking forward to seeing this young man sweat on the court.

  Liu Xin leaned over: "Hey... sis. If nothing happens tomorrow, you go take a look."

  "Why did you make me go?"

  "Hey!" She jumped up from the sofa, with a smile all over her face. "Look at how great your future brother-in-law is!"

  "Alright then."

  Liu Xin was not defeated by me at all. She smiled and said, "Sister, just watch, I basically already know what kind of person he likes now."

  My heart skipped a beat, but I couldn't show it. I had to remain silent, and Liu Xian came over and asked me, "Sister, aren't you curious?"

  "Why should I be curious? We're both of an age! I'm three years older than you, not just three months!"

  She pouted: "Shen Zhong is a universal favorite among both old and young."

  I innocently looked at her: "Sister, I'm already past the age of having dreams."

  This statement is a bit hypocritical, I've always disliked people who don't speak the truth, but this time for Shen Duan's sake I made an exception, I don't know how many more exceptions I'll make for this person in the future, one thing offsets another, it's probably like that.

  Although that's what I said, but the next day I still went to watch Shen Duan's game. Liu Xin was a little surprised when she saw me at first, and then showed a knowing smile.

  I shrugged: "Just in time for no class, bored out of my mind. Watching pretty boys pass the time."

  "Tsk tsk tsk." Liu Xin looked at me with disdain. "You're just making excuses!"

  Before I could even respond, Xun's eyes quickly shifted to the side, and at the same time, a high-pitched scream echoed through the venue. No need to think about it, I knew who was about to appear on stage. Sure enough, as I looked over... I suddenly gasped for air.

  "Sister, sister!" Liu Xin pulled my arm and shook it violently: "How can he be so handsome!"

  Wow! I was wondering too! How can he be so handsome!

  Shen Diao held water in his hand, absent-mindedly looking at the other person. Someone patted him on the back, and he turned around to talk to that person. I saw the perfect curve of his calf, such a beautiful young man, really fulfilling the phrase: This scene should only be in heaven, how many times can it be seen in the mortal world?

  I don't know what that person said to him, but Shen Zhong lowered his head and thought for a moment before raising his head and saying a few words to the person. The man nodded, and Shen Zhong patted his shoulder. A full sense of trust, just like a ruler. I've always been very curious about whether some people's temperament is innate or not, but at this moment, I started to believe that some people are born with such perfect temperament, making it impossible for others to resist being drawn in.

  The game has entered the second half, with only ten minutes left to end. The scores of both sides are not much different. I'm not a big fan of basketball, but when I was young, I was fascinated by Slam Dunk, so I still understand a little bit about it. At this time, it's probably the time to fight physically. If the main force has higher physical strength, then there is a chance to win. I took a look at Shen Zong, he was slightly panting, sweat dripping from his forehead, but his eyes were still bright, without any sign of fatigue. I couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief and silently pray that he wouldn't show off. I focused on watching Shen Zong, the basketball bounced back from the backboard, he jumped up to grab it, and the person behind him consciously bumped his waist. The whole court burst into a scream, Shen Zong fell to the ground amidst the screams, I pressed my chest, completely motionless. The people around quickly surrounded him, he stood up soon, shook his head at the people beside him, then pushed away the people surrounding him and walked straight to the person who had just bumped him. The noisy stadium suddenly became very quiet.

  "Shen Dang!"

  He looked over, but at first he didn't see me, instead he saw Liu Xin. Because that one sound just now was shouted by Liu Xin, so sometimes I really envy Liu Xin, she can express her emotions so freely. He just glanced at Liu Xin lightly and when he turned his head back, he saw me standing on the side. I slightly shook my head, hoping he would understand what I meant.

  As expected... He let go of the collar that was pulling on the person's sleeve. He limped and walked down. Immediately, someone filled his vacancy, but the basketball court was no longer as lively as before. I don't know where he went, my heart is anxious, but I couldn't find him anywhere.

  The phone rang at this time, I vaguely felt that it should be him, so I walked to a place slightly farther away from the court to answer it.

  "Hello."

  "Willow Jia."

  I sighed and asked: "Are you okay?"

  He doesn't speak.

  I roughly understood the mentality of this little kid, so I said: "It's just a game, what's the big deal if we lose? Besides, they won unfairly, even if they got first place, people would still point at their back and say they're despicable."

  Shen Dang acted like a child and coquettishly said to me: "But their means are too despicable!"

  "You're still not aware of what a huge threat you are!"

  He fell silent again.

  My heart softened a bit: "Do you really have something on your mind?"

  "He muttered in response: 'The injury isn't serious, but I'm feeling a bit uncomfortable.'"

  I understand this sense of loss, because of physical reasons can't fight for ideals, this is what Shen Zong can't bear the most, he's such a proud person.

  "Where is the wound?"

  He thought for a moment and said: "My waist... and feet are also a bit sore."

  He's always been someone who likes to downplay things, so if he says it's just a minor injury, it's definitely not that simple. But since he doesn't want me to know, I won't ask again.

  "Where are you?"

  "Where are you?"

  We both asked the same question. A warm current flowed through my heart, and I felt like I was back in high school again, with a crush on a boy that made my heart skip a beat.

  I smiled: "Where else can I be? The basketball court, of course. How about you, where are you?"

  "Go wait for me at the school gate." His tone suddenly became very happy "I'll be there in a bit."

  I didn't ask him where he was going, there was only one voice in my heart telling myself: follow him, no matter where he goes.