When the fierce and foolish meet the pure fishing system

"Let me tell you, He Feng! When I was playing that time, there was a girl who was always on the edge of the court. I thought she was looking at me."

He Feng smirked at Li Yihuan: "How do you know that people are watching you? There are so many people on the field, maybe they are watching Fang Ziyin."

Li Yihuan elbowed him a little annoyed, and said, "Why didn't you say you were looking at you!" After that, his eyebrows and eyes were sly, and his face was ambiguous, "Oh~ I see, someone is looking at you, right? Go to every game hehehe."

He Feng squinted at him indifferently: "You can believe Fang Ziyin's nonsense. Come on, talk about your business, who is that girl?"

Li Yihuan continued: "Actually, I didn't notice such a person at first. Later, during an intermission, I couldn't find my water. Maybe I didn't know where I was kicked. Then she handed me the water. Bottle of water."

He Feng put his arms around Li Yihuan's shoulders, leaned close to his ear, and jokingly said, "Are you thumping?" Pushing He Feng away, he continued, "I didn't say hundreds or dozens of people who handed me water before, but there were more than a dozen."

He Feng answered his words: "But I don't know why, but this impression is very deep. Right?"

Li Yihuan rolled his eyes at him: "Yes, you are the only one with rich experience." Then he leaned closer to him and whispered: "Her name is Zhong Yingying."

He Feng patted Li Yihuan's shoulder and said with a smile, "Yes, Li Yihuan! I even got his name!"

He smiled triumphantly and said, "From the moment she handed me water, I felt that she was always looking at me, maybe I was always caring about her."

Hearing what Li Yihuan said, He Feng suddenly understood this feeling very much. He looked forward and thought, that person should be not far ahead.

"Then I played again, and I felt her looking at me again. At the end of the first quarter, I saw her on the sidelines again. When I went to see her, she happened to be looking at me, and then we met. I stared at it for a second." Li Yihuan's expression was so subtle that He Feng couldn't describe it, but he could understand it.

"After the match was over, didn't I tell you to leave first? Zhong Yingying was waiting for me on the sidelines. After I packed up my things, I went over to ask her name."

He Feng looked at Li Yihuan without saying a word, but just smiled.

"I haven't told you all this time, because I feel quite uncertain. Maybe someone just handed me a bottle of water out of politeness. Oh, I wasn't so hesitant before."

He Feng said: "You like him."

Li Yihuan looked confused: "I don't know either."

Indeed, in many cases, feelings are mutual. When one person likes another person, the other person's feelings will also be subject to some fluctuations, resulting in some unknown emotions.Some emotions are echoed positively, while others are just the opposite.

He Feng didn't know what to say, so he could only tell him: "Since you already know his name, go and find out!"

Li Yihuan shook his head at him in confusion, then laughed at himself and said, "Why are we all trapped by love?"

The scenery of Cangye Mountain is really beautiful.It was past ten o'clock at this time, and the sunlight fell from among the green leaves and projected onto the slate steps on which the students walked. Beside the slate steps was a dense forest, lush and lush.There was a faint scent of trees in the air. It wasn't very hot, but he was sweating a little while climbing the mountain. He Feng took off his school uniform jacket and put it on his shoulders.

He didn't look at the road ahead, and most of the time he just looked straight ahead, or didn't look at anything, and talked to Li Yihuan casually.

Li Yihuan suddenly called him jokingly: "He Feng."

He looked up at Li Yihuan.With a narrow smile on his brows and eyes, Li Yihuan slightly raised his chin in a certain direction ahead.He looked in that direction—

Luo Yunting stood on a small empty platform not far in front, with a tall and slender figure, the sun shone through the broken shadows of the leaves, and fell on his short black hair and white T-shirt.

It's shockingly good-looking.

He Feng had no time to notice Fang Ziyin standing beside him and the girls walking past who were all looking sideways at him.

In his eyes, there is only this person.Between heaven and earth, in Cangye Mountain, there are only the two of them.He thought that at that moment, his eyes must have been staring at him motionlessly, as if staring at an emissary from outside the sky.

The bustling crowd led He Feng forward, and he was getting closer and closer to Luoyun Pavilion.Just when he thought they were going to miss it like this, the man suddenly turned sideways, looked at him, raised his chin slightly towards him, and walked towards him.

He Feng's heart was beating violently, but his face was still indifferent as usual, but his eyes were staring at Luo Yunting undisguisedly, passing through the surging crowd.Seeing this person just like that, walking towards him step by step, the mountain road is not wide, and there are not many people between them, but he felt that the process was so slow as if he had experienced a soothing, melodious and low-pitched floating song. time.

Finally, Luo Yunting came to him.

"He Feng." Luo Yunting still had a faint and cute smile on his face, his fair face was facing the sun, he felt that his eyes were a bit dazzled, and felt that this person seemed to merge with the oncoming sunlight.

He called his name softly: "Luo Yunting."

There is a kind of encounter, how to describe it.As described in novels or movies.That person came from the clouds, or from the sun, his footsteps were slow but steady, as if he was stepping on the clouds, as if he was stepping on flowers, as if every step was stepping on your heart.You can't hear the hustle and bustle of the world, you can't smell the dust of the world, you can only hear his step by step, and see the light in his eyes, which are like stars.

This is probably how they met at the moment.

Fang Ziyin was next to Luoyun Pavilion, He Feng didn't pay much attention to him just now.They walked towards He Feng and Li Yihuan through some people, and everyone in front and behind was looking at them.

The four of them walked together as they should.In fact, the crowd is not very close, and the mountain road is not wide, but it can accommodate four people in a row.He Feng walked on the far right, Luo Yunting was beside him, and Fang Ziyin walked on the far left.

Li Yihuan asked Fang Ziyin: "Why did you come to the back?"

Fang Ziyin said with a smile: "Come and play with you, can't you?"

He Feng smiled, glanced at Fang Ziyin, and laughed, "You can't move anymore, so find a reason to rest."

Before Fang Ziyin could cry out to refute, Luo Yunting said with a smile: "He just kept shouting that he was tired."

He Feng looked at Luo Yunting, this man narrowed his eyes slightly because of laughing, at this time they were a little behind the light, his eyes were dark, his eyelashes were long and dense, but very straight, not like girls, they were curved of.

Fang Ziyin was a little annoyed when he heard Luo Yunting's words, with an uncontrollable grin on the corner of his mouth, but a little frown on his brows, pretending to be fierce, leaning his body forward a little, looking towards He Feng, and towards Luo Yunting Scolding: "Luo Yunting! You talk nonsense!"

Luo Yunting looked at him and smiled without speaking.

The four of them walked forward, neither fast nor slow, and the crowd in front and behind surged forward neither fast nor slow.Sometimes it will be a bit crowded, and the four of them will stagger a little bit, and then walk in a row again after a while.

In fact, the four of them walking together are very eye-catching.Several boys are about 1.8 meters tall, and they all have good looks and figures.Temperament is different, so walking together, for them, is a landscape.

As soon as Fang Ziyin and Li Yihuan got together, the IQs of the two of them dropped, and they started bickering non-stop, bringing He Feng and Luo Yunting with them from time to time.The two of them were a little silent by the side, but with Li Yihuan and the two of them around, it didn't seem dull, on the contrary, it was very interesting to watch them quarrel.

Luo Yunting was a little shorter than He Feng, and He Feng lowered his head slightly just enough to look into his eyes.But he forced himself not to look at him, they were talking lightly, Luo Yunting sometimes looked at him, but he kept his hands in his trouser pockets, looking forward and walking forward.

This feeling is very strange, he seems not to feel the hustle and bustle around him, he can hear the wind, he can hear the rustling of leaves, he can hear his own heartbeat, and he can hear this person's breathing.He likes this very much, he likes this kind of intimacy, isolation, ambiguity, and refreshing feeling.

He hoped to live forever like this.

Luo Yunting, the person he misses so much, is walking beside him at this moment, they are very close and can smell each other's breath.

"Do you like to play? I haven't played with you before." He asked Luo Yunting.He was still staring straight ahead, and his voice was a little low.

Hearing what he said, Luo Yunting glanced at him slightly, and said, "I used to play basketball, but I stopped playing in high school." After finishing speaking, he paused for a while, and then said, "Maybe I will continue to play in the future."

He Feng asked: "What's the matter?"

He smiled softly, his eyes narrowed in a cute way, which made He Feng feel that the sun was concentrated on him. "When I was in the third year of junior high school, I had a minor operation on my leg." He said lightly.

At this time, He Feng looked at him sideways: "Surgery?"

He glanced at He Feng, with a warm smile on his lips, and said, "It's just a minor operation."

They walked forward again in silence, their footsteps stepped on the stone steps of the mountain road, their voices were very steady and down-to-earth but with the lightness of young people.

It was about eleven o'clock at this time, and some people who were very motivated before were also very tired now.There is no place to rest in the middle of Cangye Mountain. From the front to the back, it is said that everyone should rest in place for 15 minutes before leaving.There are not many tourists in Cangye Mountain today, so it is almost contracted by students from two classes of No. [-] Middle School.

He Feng and the others sat on a row of stone steps. He opened his backpack and rummaged for a long time, only to find that he had only brought one bottle of water. He had finished drinking it on the road before, so he thought he had brought two bottles.A bit distressed.

Sitting beside him, Luo Yunting saw him rummaging through his backpack and asked, "Didn't you bring enough water?"

He Feng frowned slightly and nodded.

Luo Yunting paused, took out a bottle of unopened water from his backpack, and handed it to him.

He glanced at Luo Yunting, hesitated for a while, then reached out to take the bottle of water, and said thank you softly.Unscrewed and took a sip.

Then he saw Luo Yunting's shallow smile.There was a subtle throbbing in his heart, and the water flowing down his throat seemed to flow into his heart.

He Feng felt that he seemed to be getting more and more unable to extricate himself.

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