The cleverness in the eyes of Yongcanghao

The inside angle of the first ball was low, and Haiyinsi hit a foul ball.Qiao, who was deflated for the first time, took the initiative to go to Haiyin Temple for individual training.Of course, I was the catcher.

It was really a hearty exercise.The back was sweaty from tension, and the head was woken up by the strong wind before the typhoon. Everyone's eyes were on fire, and they followed the baseball closely.The coach blows the whistle to end club activities.When I stood up, my legs were trembling a little. In order not to let Qiao, who was discussing with Haiyin Temple, see it, I simply squatted down on the spot to rest.

I took off my gloves and used my fingers to write the scoreboard numbers in the sand.Time and time again, recalling the hoarse practice match just now.One goal out of ten.The audience was hit out of bounds by Haiyinsi three times.The rest are either strikes or absolutely not allowing the opponent to have a chance to hit base.

Let's be honest, it's rare for someone to hit the ball well, and it's no accident that he hit the outfield three times.Damn it, Haiyin Temple seems to be fighting harder and harder.Every time I swing, there is no slack in the slightest.

"They're all ruthless characters."

Whether it's Haiyin Temple or Qiao or someone else.Ji-jung went from catcher to hitter.Even though he was once hurt by baseball, he still did not change his original intention to fight.Mental quality is also strong enough.Nonomura is calmer and more changeable than me.Lively and friendly.Definitely a good catcher over time.The strength of Donggu and Sawaguchi is what I have seen since childhood.A child from a farm family, with a serious temperament, and a sincere heart for baseball, those who have these, no matter whether they continue to work with baseball in the future, they will not be far behind.To be able to bring people like that together to play baseball.Devil coach is not an easy role either.

In addition to still being childish and punishing for picking up the ball skillfully.

He also found out that we were lucky and drove us out of the playground early.We can only wait for Qiao to come home while doing homework in the classroom.

Sometimes, bad news is like a typhoon. Even if there is an early warning when it comes, people are always caught off guard when it really hits. We can only watch as it blows down thousand-year-old trees, raises huge waves of hundreds of meters, and easily overturns the plastic on the farm. tent.

Sawaguchi imitated the methods of tearing paper strips and flipping iron birds in nature class to estimate the wind direction.He spread out the map on the spot, fixed the two corners blown by the wind with his knees, and Donggu helped him hold down the other two corners.The two wrote and drew on a map, analyzing seasonal ocean currents and guessing whether the wind came from the Pacific or the Atlantic.

Although my parents went to practice, no one reminded me to pay attention to my eyes and remember to attend the training class today. I still took out the homework of the training class and abided by the agreement.Not long after I did it, Zeguchi, Donggu, and Jizhen rushed over to call me with panicked faces.What a coincidence.

While Sawaguchi and Higashitani were fiddling with the map, Yoshitada was preparing to rush home before the typhoon started.On the way out of school, Haiyin Temple came home alone.He subconsciously stepped forward to inquire about Zhanxi's whereabouts.Haiyinsi said that Zhanxi was going to have a party with girls from another school today, so he went back first if he wasn't interested.Jizhen didn't hear that there was a social gathering at school today.If there is, he must be indispensable.Jizhen came to me with a feeling of anxiety.Although there is no proof, we, who knew what Zhanxi had done, unanimously thought of the worst possibility.

Darkness is the easiest way to cover up evil.Pushing open the long and deep room in the middle of the equipment room behind the cowshed, the vision has not yet adapted and the eyes are blurred. The first thing that gets into the tip of the nose is the smell of sweat on the mat, mixed with a trace of fishy smell after slaughtering fish. No sudsy smell.

I seem to hear Qiao calling my name.But the sound is so low that I'm not sure.Higashigu fumbled in the dark for a light switch.Zeguchi was flipping through his phone.When the sight gradually became clear, something moved vaguely on the floor, like a fish struggling on the shore.That's a coincidence.I will never admit to those cold eyes when I raised my head.Jizhen wanted to rush up to help him, but her feet slipped and she fell down, screaming.Listening to the sound seems to have hurt an old patient.Donggu turned on the lights.The smell of soapy water came from the floor, lying on the ground, covered in dirt and soap scum, his arms were tightly bound by the T-shirt he was wearing under the upturned gym suit, and only his eyes could move.

Donggu ran back to the classroom to get the clothes.Sawaguchi accompanied Ji Zhen to the school doctor's office to see the arm that was injured just now, and asked the teacher to solve the matter by the way.My knees gave way, and I knelt on the foam floor, next to Qiao who was still tied up.

Excessive.

Both Donggu and Sawaguchi "run away", and I was left to untie the knot for Qiao in a hurry.

"What happened? Why did this happen?"

There are countless centipede-like blue and black scars on Qiao's back, which are mottled and overlapping.

I was probably crying, and I couldn't speak clearly, so I didn't answer. "Take me back."

I see.Such a tragic situation, coincidentally does not want more people to know.However, Qiao's wound needs to be bandaged by professional medical staff.I didn't move for a moment.Coincidentally, seeing that I didn't move, I rolled my eyeballs twice, trembling like a newborn fawn trying to stand up.I quickly threw away the crumpled T-shirt and went up to help him.As soon as his hand touched me, he lost his strength, and his whole body limply lay on my shoulder.I have never seen such a weak Qiao.Qiao should have always been that unfit but solid ace pitcher who stood on the mound, straddled his right shoulder with his left foot, and hit a fastball that his eyes couldn't keep up with.Instead of being like this now, with my topless body resting on my shoulders and breathing weakly.Hair was cut messily.A lump the size of a fist swelled up on his forehead.Under the nose was blood congealed into black lumps.I leaned my whole body weight on my shoulders, bowed my waist, and couldn't sit up straight.The body trembled uncontrollably.I don't know if it's cold or painful.

"Take me home." Qiao said again.

I turned around and picked up Qiao.The weight of a person is very heavy.There were snake-like bruises on my wrists hanging over my chest.Because the binding is too long, the blood does not circulate.Fortunately, I asked him to count his fingers skillfully, and he could do it.Although I know it must be painful to touch the wound.At least, it can be determined that it is only a flesh injury, and the bones and nerves are still intact. "The right shoulder is fine. Don't worry."

"I know. He didn't move my right shoulder." Qiao's voice sounded like it was floating in the air. "You run slower! I hurt!"

He still loses his temper, and it seems that nothing is wrong.On the way back to my house with Qiao on my back, because Qiao was ignorant and mean, I thought for a while that he was so energetic that the injury must not be serious, so I was relieved a lot.

When I turned on all the lights in the house and saw the throbbing blood scabs on his back in front of the huge fish tank in the living room, I knew I was wrong.It's alright if there's something there, it's obviously just pretending to be strong.

"You lied to me." Tears fell down the words.

"You just love to worry. If I say it's okay, it's okay. Give me medicine. Don't look at it." When Qiao said this, she turned her back.The back seems to have eyes.He knew that I was looking at his wound and was too scared to take a step forward.

"Where's the bathroom?"

"Go out from the living room and go through the corridor to the innermost room on the right." After finishing speaking, I found that such a journey was a bit far for the seriously injured Qiao.Immediately hold him up and take him there.

Coincidentally, I was not allowed to help.As a result, when he moved his foot, he couldn't control his body and wanted to fall off the sofa.Fortunately, I grabbed his arm in time.However, it also touched his bruised wrist, causing his face to contort in pain.

My muscular right hand rests on my shoulder, and the solid wooden floor is under my feet.Half carrying and half dragging, she walked towards the bathroom one by one.I don't know what to say.Qiao took the initiative to speak.He said, "Hao, your living room is so big."

"It's okay. That's one more fish tank than others. I like fish. Dad bought me one for the living room. Mom likes to arrange flowers. There are also a lot of vases." later.Qiao's back is facing and he can't see, so I won't talk about it.

"That's pretty cool, isn't it?" Qiao smiled.He smiled and immediately gritted his teeth with a hiss and gasped.

He wanted to gossip and relax my highly tense nerves.But self-defeating.A gasp made my heart almost stop.

I deliberately reminded him: "The corridor is very long."

"No wonder I feel like I've been away for so long." Qiao Ting understood.

I can usually run through the short corridor in one sprint.Carrying Qiao on his shoulders, he walked for as long as a century.

Adjusted the water volume, tested the temperature, and when I turned around with my unkempt hair, I had already taken off a pair of underwear.We stood face to face for a long time.The hot water kept rinsing against my hands, making a very loud thud when it flowed into the pipes.

It was Qiao who reached into her panties first and squinted at me, "You want to see me next?"

I shoved the shaggy head into his hand and walked out.Definitely don't want me to see it.If possible, he would rather not know anyone, get up by himself, and go home as if nothing had happened.He himself didn't want to see the way he was hurt.

I turned my back and stood there for a long time.I accidentally fell on the way, and I pushed the stool in through the small opening so that he could sit and wash it.Never stepped forward to help.

Coincidentally, you don't need it.Hot water warms the whole bathroom.Even I could feel the heat from outside with my back against the frosted glass door.Very comfortable.

In the steaming heat, Qiao put on the loose nightgown I had prepared and pushed the door out.

"What kind of clothes are these? They're baggy and they're going to fall off." Qiao said, pulling the big nightgown that covered his ankles all the way, following me who was walking fast in front of the corridor.

"Will it? That's my nightgown from last year." Nope.The nightgown I wore yesterday.I did it on purpose.Now, that nightgown that fits snugly is on me.Washed many times.When there is no one in the middle of the night, I always miss my qiao very much.

Qiao said that he was not used to it.I was pushed back when I said, "The yukata worn on the Obon Festival is almost the same. Japanese people are not used to wearing yukata".

At that time, he followed me two steps away.Coincidentally, there are opinions.Pulling the hem of the clothes towards the middle, he said, "You are too fat! How many kilograms are you?"

"I'm a standard weight, but you're too thin." Qiao exploded. "I still don't like how empty it is down there. No new panties?"

"There are no new ones. Why don't you wear mine first?" I won't give you any.

"That's weird isn't it? My mom doesn't even wear my dad's panties."

Qiao's voice sharpened.I also think it's not good to bully Qiao like this. "How about I go out and buy you new ones?" He said, pretending to go out to buy in the middle of the night.

Sure enough, Qiao, who was worried that I would be in danger going out alone at night, obeyed once in a while.The original words were: "You are stupid! Come back. You don't even look at what time it is outside. Go to your father's room and look for it, maybe there will be new ones."

I asked him why he was so sure.Qiao said: "My dad has a new one in his closet."

My dad literally has a whole new outfit in his closet all year round.But, "No." You haven't worn any of my clothes, so why are you wearing my dad's underwear? "Absolutely not."

"I'll let you get the new one," Cho growled.Stepped halfway forward with his left foot, and quickly retracted the short whiteness into his nightgown.

After appreciating it, my brain exploded like fireworks at a summer festival.He became incoherent.What to say: "New ones don't work either. If it's not mine, it doesn't work." At one point, the atmosphere between us was very ambiguous.In order to avoid further embarrassment, I had no choice but to explain: It’s not good to enter my father’s room without permission. If you insist on wearing it, you can wear mine.

As a result, he cleverly said, "I don't wear that anymore." He quickly passed me and walked in front.To go to the living room.I just pulled people into the dining room.I asked myself that my cooking skills were okay, but Qiao frowned while eating.I think that receiving such unfair treatment has caused great harm to Qiao's body and mind.

But what has to be done still needs to be done.After dinner, I cleaned up the kitchen and opened the door of my bedroom with my father's medicine box.I happened to be sitting cross-legged on my bed with my German grammar textbook spread out between my legs.

Ask me if I want to learn German.I said yes, fooled it, and shoved "The Theory and Practice of Baseball" in front of him, and took back my German book.

Looking back now, it happened to be abnormal at that time. My going to Germany should have been exposed at that time.