heart to wild

Yu Zisheng has a new roommate.

When he was training and running on the playground on Monday, he was still in a trance, as if he hadn't woken up from the haze when he saw his little boyfriend rubbing his eyelids and sitting up on the opposite bed to wake up.

The teammate who was catching up behind him elbowed him: "Why are you in a daze? Let Lao Li see it later and cut you off!"

"..."

Yu Zisheng shook his head, his eyes covered with moisture were washed clean by the long eyelashes, the next second, the boy picked up his pace and changed the speed change from the 200-meter acceleration section to a 50-meter sprint.

"I rely on."

The teammate who was indeed slacking off was targeted by Coach Li who had finished admiring Yu Zisheng.

"..." The boy twitched the corners of his mouth in a speechless and amusing manner, stretched on the spot and picked up his steps to catch up.

In the summer National Student Games, Yu Zisheng led the team in the letter to a very good ranking.

Although he came late, he was talented enough. He was a dark horse seed player in his first appearance, and he performed so well that after the game, many coaches from the sports academy came to ask Lao Li about his favorite student.

Even the Yancheng provincial team offered an olive branch - as long as Yu Zisheng was willing, he could even skip the college entrance examination and directly have the opportunity to enter the provincial team and finally jump to the national team.

Let's put it this way, although I've been used to smooth sailing since I was a child, everything went really smoothly for Yu Zisheng after he decided to take the path of special sports.

Although this short period of life that has skyrocketed is very similar to Lao Li's past, but thinking about his short-term glory after joining the provincial team and the abyss that followed, Coach Li is still reluctant to let this talented person who is better than himself The contestants left high school so easily and gave up the college entrance examination.

But he thought it was him, the unsmiling coach told Yu Zisheng verbatim about the provincial team's invitation, and attached a complete pros and cons analysis, hoping that he would think about it when he went back.

But Yu Zisheng made a decision after two seconds of consideration on the spot: "I don't want to go."

I can't tell whether I was relieved or lost more.

Coach Li sighed, and said, "That's fine. Your qualifications are too low, and you will be nothing if you really go there. Now you still need to hone your skills. It's not too late to go after the college entrance examination."

Perhaps because of his previous experience, the coach seemed too conservative, but when he thought about what his colleagues persuaded him, "but the resources of the provincial team must be better and there are more opportunities", he was a little hesitant.

But Yu Zisheng's next sentence completely dispelled his worries: "I don't plan to enter the provincial team."

"..."

Coach Li raised his head: "What did you say?"

Yu Zisheng repeated calmly: "I have no plans to enter the provincial team, the national team, or any more promising places."

He is a person who has been used to passing through since he was a child. He belongs to the kind of person who is [-]% excellent and is very satisfied when he gets [-]%.Even if there is a very broad and bright road ahead, everyone is cheering for him on both sides of the road, but as long as the surname Yu himself can't get motivated, he will not bite the bullet and move forward.

Yu Zisheng has had no dreams since he was a child. His biggest dream is to stay comfortably with the person he likes. Now that he has realized it, he hopes to keep it in the future.

The lord was speechless by what he said, and he stared for a long time before murmuring, "Have you thought about it yet?"

He has been in this profession for so many years, but he has never seen anyone like Yu Zisheng.He has the good fortune that the world envies, but he is willing to squander his talent, and he doesn't even have the slightest idea whether it will waste his life or whether he should work harder.

Yu Zisheng smiled helplessly: "I still had this idea, otherwise I wouldn't come to the school team."

It's just that people have their own ambitions. He would rather not be a swan, and would like to enjoy the mediocrity of a chick.

It makes people hate iron for being too weak, but...an enviable calmness.

The coach finally asked him: "Then what do you do if you regret it later?"

Yu Zisheng shrugged his eyebrows slightly: "I'm ashamed to say it, but since I was born, I've never felt this kind of emotion."

This is already a very enviable character and heart.

But people can't say too absolute words, in case he really regrets it later...

Yu Zisheng looked at Osmanthus fragrans outside the office window on the first floor, and smiled slightly: "Let's talk about it then."

Today's affairs are finished today, tomorrow's affairs will be discussed tomorrow.

What's more, the chance of him regretting it is really very small - after all, even Lao Li himself said that as long as Yu Zisheng continues to keep up, he can also get good grades in cultural subjects, and he can go to Yanda!

Yanda! ! !

When Tong Qiyan heard this sentence, she almost fainted from happiness.

This is already very good, he is very satisfied.

What's more, now I have the cutest little roommate in the world to accompany me.

Variable speed running is probably one of the most troublesome trainings for sports students. Even Yu Zisheng bent down and supported his knees with his palms after finishing, breathing evenly for a long time.

The playground where they practiced could see the outline of the senior three teaching building. Yu Zisheng raised his head and looked at the building paved with red bricks. His eyes fell on a certain window, as if he saw someone with excellent eyesight. A child who is whispering to a temporary tablemate wearing small glasses.

He stood up, and he was so lazy that he couldn't hide his handsome smile.

That is his little friend.

It's the one who sleeps on the side of his heart, even in his dreams, he doesn't let go of his little friend.

——"Brother Zisheng."

The kid called him in a dream last night.

--"Um?"

He replied.

——"Let me recite poems for you."

The child in the dream was a shy child, and Yu Zisheng in the dream vaguely felt that the little raindrop standing in front of him at this moment seemed to be the little raindrop that hadn't plucked up his courage in the past, because he only dared to lift one Unconsciously scratching his face with his hands, his eyes were wandering all over the place, but he didn't dare to look at the person in front of him.

"Let me recite poems for you! Verlaine, French poet, "Falling Leaves". The sound of autumn mourns, like a violin crying..."

"The long and unbearable gloom hurt my heart."

Yu Zisheng continued in a low voice, a little hoarse, especially profligate.

"I won't be reciting it later," he chuckled. "Actually, I don't like Verlaine at all."

I didn't like it before, but after I heard that the love letter written by Lu Jian to Yu Dian was copied by Verlaine, I didn't like it even more.

Little Raindrop from some parallel time and space pressed her lips tightly, feeling that her heartstrings were about to break.

He raised his head and said suddenly: "Then do you like me, brother Zisheng?"

Yudian in the dream was relieved by breaking the pot, but then he was tortured by his own straight ball to the point of crying.

The self in this time and space is really an asshole, waiting for the children to come and confess to him first.

Yu Zisheng put his hand down, took off the hat of Yu Dian's little frog cartoon raincoat under the clear sky, and rubbed Yu Dian's well-protected little head like a puppy.

Yu Zisheng: "I like it."

But the little idiot in the dream got even more troubled when he heard it. He wrinkled his bun face and grabbed his childish raincoat wryly.

Yu Dian: "Oh, that's not the kind of liking..."

Although Xiao Yudian has always been self-consciously humble, he also believes that he is a cutie, and there is no one who doesn't like him.

"What kind of favorite is that?" Yu Zisheng was amused, and he began to check for lollipops in his pocket again.

Which one do you like...he can't tell.

Yu Dian struggled for a while, then consciously took the lollipop and stuffed it into his mouth, shook his head and said vaguely, "Forget it, I'm going home to do my homework."

The history teacher was very angry today and left a two-page paper, so he had to go back and write it quickly.

"I like you, little bit."

Yu Zisheng sighed, looking at the momentary raindrops in his innocent spring dream, he grinned and began to rehearse the combination: "I like barbecue, darts, playing ball, black, kittens, you."

The boy's voice was not crisp, and always sounded lazy no matter what time it was.

Like a low-grade fever of 37.2 degrees Celsius, it is just a good temperature for being slightly drunk in the sun.

At this moment, Yu Zisheng was looking at the direction on the playground——Xiao Yudian, who was sitting in the classroom listening to history class, felt a little hot on his cheeks for some reason.

He thought of the unreasonable dream last night, and couldn't help opening his mouth in his mind with last night's self, stuttering and asking: "Why am I ranked after the kitten?"

"Um……"

Yu Zisheng looked at the sky casually, and after pondering for a moment, he lowered his head and looked at Xiaoyudrop. His eye sockets, which were as deep as mixed blood, were like a clear pool, which was unknown how deep.

At the end of the different bed and same dream, he himself answered softly: "Probably because I just listed them in reverse order?"

I like you the most.