grow up with him

As the weather gets colder and colder, the training of the basketball team becomes harder and harder.Especially, when the captain of the basketball team said that the basketball team was going to show off at the New Year's Day performance, the training became more stringent.

As a result, everyone froze into dogs in the rising cold wind.

Of course, as a reward for freezing into dogs, this group of boys and girls playing basketball in basketball sportswear in the cold wind received admiring glances from all the students passing by.A certain senior sister even brought her younger sister aboveboard, eating and drinking to appreciate her junior.

Although it is a bit cold at first, people's resistance will gradually become stronger.

Mo Dong has been feeling much better recently, and he feels more and more healthy.

But all of this has nothing to do with Xia Le.

"Lele." Mo Dong, who had changed back into his school uniform, pushed open a classroom door with his schoolbag on his back.The door is warm as spring, and a gust of warm wind blows in.

"Wow." Although he has been here many times, Mo Dong feels super comfortable every time he is blown by the warm wind.

The classroom inside is not big, and there is a piano.Xia Le, who was wearing a school uniform, was sitting beside the piano, with her back straight, her thin and slender fingers playing on the keys like flowing water.

It's "Croatian Rhapsody."

Intense and rhythmic.

The first time Mo Dong listened to this song was last month when Xia Le was dragged by their class teacher to rehearse the New Year's Day program.

When Mo Dong heard it, he felt that this piece of music was like a lava about to erupt under the thin crust.

And it was only then that Mo Dong knew that Xia Le could play the piano.When Mo Dong asked curiously, Xia Le pursed her lips and replied, "I learned it on weekends and summer vacation."

Mo Dong asked him what else he had learned?Then I found that Xia Le learned a lot.

Mountain.and Sanxi.

But Xia Le pursed her lips, as if she didn't like what she was learning very much.

Mo Dong felt that there was nothing unusual about it.He is not very interested in things that Lele doesn't like.

In the past month, Xia Le has basically left the basketball team and rehearsed in this classroom occupied by their head teacher.

Catch up with the door, the cold outside the door is blocked outside.

The music stopped.

"Look." Mo Dong walked over, sat on the corner of the piano bench, and gently bumped Xia Le's shoulder with his shoulder, "Look, I received a love letter again." He took out two light-colored envelopes from his pocket .

Although Mo Dong is a "Xia Le brand rest assured boy" who doesn't fall in love early, he is still a boy who loves to be shy.

Of course you can't be embarrassed in front of others, if the girl who wrote the love letter finds out, they will definitely be unhappy.Therefore, Mo Dong only whispered quietly in front of Xia Le.

Xia Le withdrew her hand on the keys, turned her head to look at the two small envelopes in Mo Dong's hand, and gave a soft "hmm".

Xia Le... Xia Le, he is used to it.

"Haha." Mo Dong's brows were a little airy.With so many people playing basketball together, he received the most love letters.When he was done, he put the love letter in his schoolbag and packed it up.

"It's time to go home." Xia Le got up, walked to the corner, and picked up the schoolbag on the ground.

Mo Dong followed, carrying his schoolbag, and went to Xia Le's hand.Then the two went hand in hand to pick up the bike from the bicycle shed.

On the way home, the cold wind was getting stronger and stronger, and it made people tightly cover their necklines.A young lady was sprinting when her hat was blown away, causing her to stop and run after it.

And Xia Le passed by her on a bicycle, the cold wind was bleak, and Mo Dong was warm in his arms, and he was covering his neckline tightly.

As New Year's Day approaches, the basketball team trains harder and harder.

"A hard moment, a handsome year!"

On the basketball court, members of the basketball team are running to warm up, shouting slogans while running.

Mo Dong ran with the team, exhaling a big mouthful of hot air from exhaustion, a small piece of whiteness.

This is already the eighth lap, and there are still two laps left.

"Clap!"

Something hit Mo Dong's leg, causing him to stagger and fall to the ground.

"Mo Dong!" An Wei who was running beside him shouted immediately, and stopped to pull him.

Several old members of the basketball team rolled up their sleeves, looking for someone all over the playground, and said harshly: "That bastard dares to trouble the basketball team!"

On the edge of the playground, a few teenagers in school uniforms looked at them in a panic.The man in the lead had another broken brick in his hand.

Seeing the people from the basketball team crowding up unkindly, a few people who were angry were a little panicked, but they still pretended to be calm.

The person who took the lead raised his chin even more, and said arrogantly: "He dared to seduce my girlfriend, so what if I hit him?"

"Stop talking nonsense, let's beat you first!" The basketball team members were gearing up.

"How dare you? My dad is..."

The captain of the basketball team took the lead and punched him, and interrupted him abruptly, and the others immediately punched and kicked him.

For a while, only the sound of punching to the flesh and screams could be heard.

"Are you okay?" An Wei asked Mo Dong as he helped him up.

"It seems... twisted." Mo Dong's eyes were about to burst into tears, but he must not cry!My eyes are wide open, and I can't cry!He's a handsome basketball team!

"Let me help you go to the infirmary." An Wei said, and then helped Mo Dong to the infirmary with another teammate.After walking two steps, he suddenly asked with some hesitation: "Would you like to call Xia Le over for you?"

"Why did you call Lele here?" Mo Dong, who was so painful that he almost couldn't help grinning his teeth, asked strangely.

"It's fine." An Wei didn't say much.

Wait until after school in the afternoon.

"Crack." Xia Le rehearsed until the door of that classroom was opened.

The cold wind blows in.This time, the closing time was slower, and the cold wind was blowing in.

"What's wrong?" Xia Le stopped playing, looked back, and then his pupils shrank slightly.

Mo Dong, who was leaning on a cane, showed a big smile and said hello: "Lele!"

So happy.

Not a little conscious.

Xia Le's gaze was on Mo Dong's bandaged leg, and he asked in a soft and erratic voice, "How did you get hurt?" It was getting colder in the cold wind.

"Bang!" The classroom door was closed.

"This." Mo Dong limped away, and was supported by Xia Le who came over.He rested his weight on Xia Le with confidence.

"This is twisted. The teacher in the medical room made it too serious." Mo Dong said indifferently.It was not at all obvious that it was him who was screaming when he was rectifying his muscles and bones in the medical room.

Adolescent boy, that inexplicable self-esteem.

"Why did you twist it?" Xia Le helped him sit on the piano bench.

As soon as Xia Le asked this, Mo Dong immediately said it with great interest.

I don't know where the broken bricks came from!

What basketball team is super handsome and beats bad guys!

He's also super handsome and doesn't cry!

Xia Le listened to him quietly, without expressing any opinions.

Mo Dong felt that when he finished speaking, it was over.

until--

After driving Mo Dong to the door of Mo Dong's house, Xia Le looked at Mo Dong who was not proficient in crutches, and spoke.

"Mo Dong, I want to treat you well."

Mo Dong looked at Xia Le in a daze. The wind blew up a strand of hair on his head, and the upside-down hair looked a little cute.

"I want to be nice to you." Xia Le repeated with a smile, his eyes darkened, matching the coldness around him.

That person, I want to get back a little price for you.

The author has something to say: Mo Dong and Xia Le are getting bigger and bigger.

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