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Will you be dreaming tonight?

At twelve o'clock in the morning, Xia Yu lay on her back on the bed, thinking with great interest.

He raised his hand, spread his fingers apart, and looked at it carefully.

His fingers were slender and fair, and they looked shiny and smooth under the light of the warm orange bedside lamp. Because they had been maintained all the time, there were no calluses on them, and their fingertips were slightly pink, and their skin looked very thin.

Also really thin.

Therefore, the touch of his fingers is much sharper than that of ordinary people.

Xia Yu moved her fingers.

I thought it would be nice if I could touch it.

It should be a little hot to the touch, a little hard, a little soft, and creamy, and your fingers can dance on it effortlessly.

Will it catch fire?

It should be.

Gee.

I really want to touch it.

Suddenly, Xia Yu sat up from the bed.

He crossed his legs, reached out and took the tablet from the head of the bed, and placed it on his lap.

……

At two o'clock in the morning, a Twitter account named [SurvivalistXY] posted a picture with the text: I want to touch it.

The picture was a gouache painting of only two things—the belly of a man, and the fingers of another man.

The abdomen is drawn from the lower edge of the pectoral muscles to the upper edge of the trousers. The tone is slightly darker, and there is only a faint yellow light shining on the side, making the scene more ambiguous.

The abdominal muscles and the mermaid line are covered with sweat, and there is a white-toned hand.

The five fingers of that hand were pressed tightly against the skin, the phalanges stretched out, embossing crimson ambiguous lines.

——Oh my god, what did I brush up in the middle of the night? ? ?

--I'm coming!Mrs. Treasure finally updated woo woo woo woo! !

——God, what a sex!My fucking spiral licks the screen prprprpr!

——Can’t you just draw a little bit down! ! ! !

——The veins are gone!

——Has anyone noticed that there are half red circles on the top and bottom of the picture? !Judging by the size, you can tell that it must have been pressed by the little finger!Since the mark left by the little finger is here, where are the other fingers pressing? ?I reasonably suspect that this hand has touched not only the abs, but everything else as well! ! !

—Did you look at it with a magnifying glass upstairs? ?

——Madam, if you have the ability, just make up the top and bottom!If you dare to touch it, you can draw it all! !

- Call for a 1 with eight pack abs for my ass!

——God, it’s 2021, why are there still zeros everywhere!I also want to touch the abdominal muscles 0

……

Xia Yu rested her chin and brushed the comments happily.

He likes to read comments, and he likes to see the approval and praise of his peers in the comment area, which makes him feel the real pleasure of being accepted and encouraged by the world.

The more comments and praises, the higher the happiness value in his heart.

He didn't feel sleepy, he just felt more dry in his heart.

A thought came up involuntarily, and was extinguished after being noticed.

Xia Yu rubbed her temples, thinking that it would be unreasonable to break up a straight man.But soon, the thought changed again - a pair of shoes can't explain anything at all. Although Zhou Ding looks very straight, maybe he hides it deeply?Unless you find a girlfriend, everything is still unknown.

Since it is unknown, he can of course continue to wait and see.

What if?

The next day, Xia Yu got up on time for class.

He was in a good mood, not only efficiently completed the tasks assigned by the teacher, but also received praise from the teacher and was allowed to leave early.

He is holding the drawing board, ready to go to the gymnasium to have a look.

Last night, he searched for Zhou Ding with keywords in the forum, and learned that he was basically in the basketball hall except for class, which was the regular activity place of their basketball club.And the third year has few classes, so as long as you go to the basketball gym, you have a high probability of meeting him.

As for what to do after meeting him, Xia Yu had no idea.

He just wanted to quietly take another look at the opponent's abs now.

After all, he is an old surfer, and he is also a cross-country surfer. He even follows a bunch of porn stars on Twitter, so why hasn't he seen his abs?Four yuan, six yuan, eight yuan, black skin, yellow skin and white skin, I have seen everything.But only Zhou Ding's abdominal muscles made him feel the feeling of desire being aroused, and it swayed in his mind most of the night.

It was a real first for him.

This made Xia Yu feel novel.

So he was curious, would he feel the same way watching it again?

Or was it just because he was too excited to watch the game at the time, his emotions went up and down, and it was too hot in the stadium, so he couldn't control his contemplation when he was slightly tempted?

He's going to check it out.

It's a pity that he just hit the small probability.

There are many other people playing in the basketball hall, but there is no Zhou Ding.

But not much.

His fish pond has shrunk a lot, and it's time to dig some new fry.

This time Xia Yu didn't choose the back row as usual, but sat down in the second row in front.

The drawing board was placed on his lap, and the pen holder was placed at his feet. He rested his chin on one hand, and looked at the familiar or familiar faces on the field.

After looking around for the last time, he felt...

None of Zhou Dingshuai.

Nor is Zhou Ding in good shape.

He pinched the paintbrush, but for a long time he couldn't make the first stroke on the drawing board.

"Buzz."

The phone in his pocket vibrated, Xia Yu put down his pen and took out the phone.

After seeing the caller's name, he frowned, quickly restrained his expression, and answered the phone: "Hello, Dad."

"Is it convenient for you to answer the phone now?" An old man's voice sounded serious and serious.

Xia Yun hummed: "It's convenient."

"Why is it so noisy in your place?"

"I'm sketching outside." Xia Yu clasped her phone with her left hand, and at the same time stood up and walked out of the arena.

"I'm going to Dragon City tomorrow, and you will have dinner with me in the evening."

"it is good."

"Also, why haven't you called your mother for so long? Give her a call today to save her from worrying about it at home every day."

"Got it, I..."

"Be careful--!"

"Get out of the way!!!"

Xia Yu raised his head, staring blankly at Wu Le who was waving desperately to him.

what happened?

The words in his mouth stopped, and he subconsciously turned his head to look behind him, only to see a black shadow falling towards the top of his head in a hurry.

Xia Yu's pupils shrank slightly: "..."

He turned and ran!

But it was too late to run at this time, and he was walking on the steps, holding the mobile phone in one hand and covering his mouth with the other hand, his body was uncoordinated, not only did not run far when he turned around, but he tripped over the steps first He kicked his feet, and the whole person staggered and fell forward.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and grabbed the chair next to him with one hand to avoid falling, but this also prevented him from avoiding the basketball that hit him.

Xia Yu closed her eyes, ready to resign herself to fate.

In the next second, there was a scalp-numbing "boom" from the top of his head!

But the expected pain didn't happen, Xia Yu opened his eyes blankly, didn't he hit it?

He turned his head to look behind him, but he didn't see the basketball that hit him, only a few people applauded in his direction and let out exclamations.

"Fuck you!"

"It's so cool!"

"My God, Senior is so handsome!"

Xia Yu: "?"

Before Xia Yu could figure out what they were cheering for, his father's anxious cry came from the phone, and he hurriedly replied, "Dad, I'm fine. A basketball was thrown at me just now, but it didn't touch me."

While speaking, Wu Le had already come to his side, with one hand on his shoulder, he was about to speak but stopped when he saw the mobile phone in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, Xia Yu saw another familiar figure, which was Zhou Ding.

Zhou Ding passed by him and walked towards the auditorium. When he got to a certain position, he bent down and picked up a basketball.

"Dad, I have something to do here, I'll call you back later." After quickly finishing speaking, Xia Yu hung up the phone.

He looked at Zhou Ding, then at the strange face who picked up the ball in another direction and nodded awkwardly at him, and soon he figured out the general situation in his mind.

He turned his head and asked Wu Le: "Did Zhou Ding use the ball to change the direction of that ball?"

Wu Le nodded, with a little excitement in his eyes: "Yes! It's so cool! It's a pity that I couldn't take a picture of it!"

At this time, Zhou Ding who picked up the ball also came over: "Are you okay?"

Zhou Ding was wearing black clothes, the style was casual and low-key, which made him look a little casual and casually handsome.

Xia Yu shook her head: "It's fine."

He looked at the ball in Zhou Ding's hand, and felt that the signature on it was a bit familiar, "Is this Kobe's signature?" He also has one at home, and the signature on it is exactly the same as this one.

"Yes." Just after finishing speaking, Zhou Ding suddenly remembered something and added, "Um, this ball is not mine, I borrowed it from others to play with."

Wu Le immediately had question marks all over his head, but he was clever and didn't make a sound.

Xia Yu didn't expect that a straight man's mind could turn around in an instant, he nodded without noticing it and said, "Thank you, you helped me again."

Zhou Ding held the ball in one hand: "You're welcome. Are you here to play?"

Xia Yu nodded: "Well, by the way, practice the body."

"Okay, then look here and be careful. We'll go there first."

After saying hello, Zhou Ding and Wu Le went to the backstage of the basketball hall to change their clothes.

Xia Yu looked at their backs, and when they walked away, she looked at the auditorium again. Among the scattered audience, she noticed a girl holding a mobile phone. Looking at the direction the mobile phone was pointing at, she should be taking pictures of Zhou Ding. and Wu Le.

He walked over and asked softly: "Hello, may I ask if you took a picture of the part where I was almost hit by the ball just now?"

The girl froze for a moment, then nodded enthusiastically: "Ah, yes! Yes!"

"It was photographed."

Xia Yu slightly bent his eyes, and said in a gentle tone, "Then can you send it to me for a look? Thank you."

After getting the video, Xia Yu deleted all the other parts, leaving only the scene where she was almost smashed.

The video was shot very clearly. He could clearly see how Zhou Ding took off and threw the ball, and he could also clearly see Zhou Ding's sharp eyes instantly.

The more Xia Yu looked at her eyes, the brighter she was, and she couldn't help thinking that the hero who saves the beauty really never goes out of style.

Originally, Zhou Ding was already very attractive in his eyes, but now he added another layer of highlights, making him even more dazzling.

As a result, he felt a little itchy in his heart now, not only wanted to touch his abdominal muscles, but also wanted to do something else to Zhou Ding.

But the safety period he set for himself was the second semester of his junior year.

How to do?

Should I bear it, or...

What about changing plans?