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The two were very close, their noses touching.

The warm breath is intertwined, and the faint lemon fragrance flows between the lips and teeth.

Zhou Ding lowered his eyes, and after he finished speaking, he pecked and kissed Xia Yu's lips, his movements were light and shallow, gentle and lingering.

After a while, Xia Yu finally regained his composure.

He breathed out for a long time, his eyes that were still a little weak had regained their agility, and he looked at Zhou Ding who was close at hand, and raised the corners of his lips: "I'm done running."

"Yes, you're done running." Zhou Ding stepped back a little, looked down at the face of the man in his arms, stroked back Xia Yu's sweaty hair, and wiped off the glistening sweat from the man's forehead with his fingertips.

He and Xia Yu looked at each other, filled with unspeakable joy, and said, "You finished running with me."

Hearing this, Xia Yu's smile grew wider.

He didn't speak, his eyes were slightly fixed, as if he was recalling the long-distance running before.

Zhou Ding didn't bother him, and lowered his hand to pinch Xia Yu's leg slightly to help him relax his muscles.

Suddenly, Xia Yu said: "Don't we need to register the results?"

Zhou Dingdao: "Wu Le is here, I asked him to help."

Xia Yu asked again: "Is it a foul for you to run while holding me? Will the result be cancelled?"

Zhou Ding: "No, it's not that strict. I didn't lead you to run all the time. It's only a short distance."

It's the same no matter what happens.

The two of them are eighth in one group and ninth in the other. The 3000-meter race is over for them.

Xia Yu nodded, with disbelief still in his eyes: "I didn't stop walking."

"Yes, you ran the whole course, which is great." Zhou Ding praised cooperatively.

Xia Yu smiled, thought of something again, and said, "You held my hand."

Zhou Ding corrected: "It's the wrist."

He didn't dare to hold hands, it was too obvious.

Xia Yu said, "Almost."

After finishing speaking, he looked down at his wrist, his fair skin was slightly red, and when he touched his fingertips lightly, he could still remember the feeling of being pinched at that time, "It's just a pity."

"What a pity?"

"At that time, I was stupid." Xia Yu said.

So I saw nothing and heard nothing.

He didn't know how the people on the sidelines reacted when Zhou Ding took his wrist, and he didn't know whether anyone paid attention to them when Zhou Ding took him away.

He'd love to know, but doesn't have any references.

He wanted to ask Zhou Ding, but when he thought about it, he knew that Zhou Ding would definitely not pay attention to other people's reactions.

Because Zhou Ding's attention is all on him.

Xia Yu was very sure about this.

When I go back, I will go to the forum and have a look. Generally, everyone likes to discuss the news in the school there.

Thinking of this, Xia Yu leaned his head on Zhou Ding's chest, and finally had time to pay attention to the surrounding environment: "You are so brave, how dare you kiss me directly here?" He said so, but he didn't move at all, He even rubbed his cheek against Zhou Ding's chest, and found a more comfortable position to lean against on it.

Zhou Ding said, "No one will come here."

This is the locker room of the basketball club, and their position is at the innermost, even if someone comes in, there is enough time to react.

Moreover, he has read all the registration forms for the sports meeting. Everyone in the basketball club has competitions, and no one has the time to come and play at this time.Therefore, Zhou Ding hugged Xia Yu very reassuringly, pinched his legs to relax his muscles, and at the same time put his chin on the top of his head. They hugged each other in an extremely intimate posture.

"Zhou Ding." Xia Yu said his name again.

Zhou Ding: "Huh?"

Xia Yu was silent for a long time before saying, "Do I look ugly when I run?"

Zhou Ding couldn't help laughing: "It's not ugly, it's very cute."

"Really? Then why are you laughing?"

Zhou Ding stroked Xia Yu's hair: "I'm not laughing at you, I'm just happy to think of you running with me."

really happy.

Xia Yu was beside him, and he could be seen as soon as he turned his head. He could stop and walk, or abstain, but Xia Yu still ran the entire distance.

Of course Zhou Ding knew why, because Xia Yu said that he wanted to accompany him.

So he really ran the whole course with him.

Even though I was exhausted, even if it hurt to breathe, I still persevered all the way.

Zhou Ding's heart has been full since he received that message, and seeing Xia Yu's persistence for him made his heart move even more.

When he ran 3000 meters, there were countless moments when he wanted to kiss Xia Yu, his flushed face, his bloodless lips, moisten the dry skin of his lips, and even hug her directly. Get him to run the full distance.

Because he was so happy.

This was the first time he really felt Xia Yu's liking for him, and it was also the first time Xia Yu took the initiative to approach him during this relationship.

It was because of him that Xia Yu ran the 3000 meters, and it was also because of him that Xia Yu ran the entire distance without stopping.It doesn't have any rewards, and it's not out of feedback, it's just for him.

come for him.

These words flashed across his mind, Zhou Ding licked his lower lip, feeling his chest was hot and his heart was beating faster.

The two are close together, and any change in each other can be felt.

So in the next second, Xia Yu's expression changed. He looked at Zhou Ding with a bit of inexplicable and playful eyes: "What did you think of?"

Zhou Ding said truthfully, "I'm thinking about how you run."

Xia Yu: "...the way you run can make you so excited?"

"Ah."

Zhou Ding kissed Xia Yu's eyelids, "It's okay, don't worry about it. I put the swimsuit in the closet, and I will change it after the sweat subsides."

Xia Yu said, "I can abstain."

Zhou Ding paused: "Abstain?"

Xia Yu hummed from the nose, and looked straight at Zhou Ding: "But you have to go, otherwise we run together and abandon the race together, it's not good."

Zhou Ding's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately understood what Xia Yu meant.

Xia Yu opened and closed his lips, lowered his voice, and said, "But it's only an hour, it doesn't seem to be enough."

It's 09:30 now, and the preliminaries for the swimming competition are at 10:30.

If you really want to do something, it is really not enough time, because you have to change your swimsuit, register at the swimming pool, and get into the water to adapt to the water temperature, all of which will take about half an hour.

"How to do?"

Xia Yu looked at him with interest, "I'll listen to you."

Zhou Ding's throat moved, and he took a deep breath secretly.

He didn't want to do anything at first, but looking at Xia Yu like this, his red and moist lips, and those wet eyes looking at him, the hope that was just a flame became vigorous again. a little.

"Do you want to get a ranking in swimming?" Xia Yu asked again.

Zhou Ding said: "It doesn't matter."

His home court is on the basketball court, and other honors are optional.If he wants it, he can enter the top three, if he doesn't want it, he can pass the whole process.He has never been mixed once before, because sports is his strong point, he is almost omnipotent, and he is used to doing things to the best of his ability, so as long as he signs up for the competition, he can enter the top three, but as long as he is given enough weight reason, then he can not worry about these rankings.

And Xia Yu is a reason with enough weight.

"That……"

Xia Yu looked at him with a long voice, "How do you say?"

Their eyes were glued together, and they didn't speak for a moment.

In the extreme silence, silent ambiguity quietly breeds.

Zhou Ding looked down at the red lips that were close at hand, his Adam's apple rolled, and after a while, he lowered his head and held it: "Go to the hotel at night, now... just kiss."

While responding to Zhou Ding's kiss, Xia Yu said, "Kiss for half an hour?"

Zhou Ding: "Yes."

"Is kissing enough?"

Xia Yu pursed her lips, her voice was low and full of temptation, "Would you like me to give it to you..."

Zhou Ding blocked Xia Yu's lips hard, preventing him from saying the rest.

He was already emotional and couldn't stand any more stimulation.Now just kissing can satisfy his hunger, if the fire continues, he will really lose control.

Both of them stopped talking and hugged each other tightly.

The fading heat rose again, and fine sweat trickled out from their foreheads and bodies.

"Zi la" sound.

It was the sound of a zipper being pulled.

Xia Yu panted slightly: "Didn't you just say kissing?"

Zhou Ding said in a low voice: "I still want to kiss you..."

"I saw it, they went to the basketball hall."

"It is estimated that they are changing clothes. They seem to be participating in swimming competitions."

"Go to the locker room and have a look. If you are there, confess your love. If you are not, go to the swimming pool and wait. If you don't confess, you will graduate..."

Listening to the cheering words of the sisters, the long-haired girl squeezed the love letter in her hand and walked to the entrance of the basketball hall.

She raised her head, looked at the entrance in front of her, and took a deep breath involuntarily.After cheering herself up in her heart, she lifted her foot and strode into it.

The girl's name is Song Ting, a senior this year.

She has liked Xia Yu for a long time. She fell in love with Xia Yu when he was giving a freshman speech in his freshman year. It can be said that it was love at first sight.She wanted to confess her love very early on, but she has been hesitant to act, because many girls have confessed to Xia Yu before her, but they all only received a sentence of apology and a sentence of not wanting to have a relationship when they were in college.

Therefore, the matter of confession has been postponed again and again.

But she is already a senior this year, and she will leave school in half a year. If she doesn't confess her love, she will have no chance.

And the worst thing is to get an apology, so with the encouragement of her sisters, Song Ting decided to take the initiative to confess, it doesn't matter whether she succeeds or not, she just wants to finish this matter that she has hesitated for almost three years, at least without leaving any regrets!

The basketball hall was empty, there was no one there, only the sound of myself walking could be heard.

Song Ting kept taking deep breaths. She first walked to the basketball court to see that there was no one there. Then she walked in and found the office of the basketball club. After knocking, there was still no movement. She stretched out her hand and turned the doorknob. It was locked, so she had to follow what her sister said and walked towards the locker room.

She was a little nervous, worried that she would run into some embarrassing scene.

After walking to the door of the dressing room, she took a long, deep breath, and first listened to the movement inside.

Ok?

Thinking that there was no one inside, but she didn't want to, she heard a slight noise.

Is someone in there?

Song Ting knocked on the door: "Hello, is anyone there?"

No one answered inside.

Song Ting was a little confused, did she hear it wrong?

Thinking of this, she put her hand on the doorknob, and with a light push, the door opened.

The locker room of the basketball club is very large. There are several rows of wardrobes inside, and the bottom cannot be seen at a glance.

After opening the door, Song Ting tightly squeezed the confession letter in her hand, first looked inside, and after making sure there was no one there, she walked in cautiously. As she walked, she thought that it would be fine if Xia Yu was really not inside, and go swimming. Look for another chance.

No, she didn't take a few steps before she saw a broad figure who was putting on clothes.

Song Ting recognized it immediately.

——It’s Zhou Ding, the president of the basketball club!

With his back turned to him, Zhou Ding was quickly arranging his clothes, as if aware of her presence, he suddenly turned his head and looked at her.

Song Ting choked for breath and panicked.

Because she found that Zhou Ding's complexion was very bad, he frowned tightly, as if he was very unhappy to see her.

"Who are you looking for?" Zhou Ding turned his head sideways, staring at the girl at the door with an ugly expression, his brows were tightly frowned, and his expression was obviously irritated.

How could there be girls coming to their locker room? !

Song Ting was extremely embarrassed, she stood still and didn't dare to move: "Hold, I'm sorry, I'm looking for Xia Yu, is Xia Yu there?"

Zhou Ding quietly turned his shoulders to cover the other party's sight.

He glanced at the delicate snow-white in the wardrobe and the blooming pink on it, his Adam's apple rolled, and his mood became more irritable.He took a deep breath and said patiently, "Why are you looking for him?" Song Ting's face was about to burn.

She just wanted to take advantage of the lack of people to confess, so that it would be more decent even if she was rejected, but she didn't expect Zhou Ding to ask directly.

She blushed and said, "Just, I have something to do with him."

Zhou Ding noticed the white letterhead in the opponent's hand, and said coldly, "Oh, he's not here."

"Thank you, then I'll go first, I'm really sorry! I'm sorry!" Song Ting was so embarrassed, she nodded at Zhou Ding and ran away as if to escape.

With a bang, the locker room fell into silence again.

The moment the door closed, a pair of slender arms came out from the closet, wrapped around Zhou Ding's neck and hooked down.

"Don't be angry, just keep kissing me."

The speaker's voice was low and hoarse, and there was a sultry red at the end of his raised eyes.

It was the "absent" Xia Yu that Zhou Ding was talking about.

Xia Yu looked at Zhou Ding leisurely, and glanced down: "I saw you forcefully zip it up just now, didn't it get stuck?" He didn't mention the girl just now at all, as if she had never appeared at all.

The irritability all over his body was instantly calmed down, Zhou Ding kissed Xia Yu's lips again eagerly: "No."

With a sound of "Zi La", the zipper was pulled open again.

Xia Yu swallowed Zhou Ding's muffled snort, and he asked him in between kisses: "Then...do you still eat?"

The lips that were stuck together separated, Zhou Ding lowered his eyes, and hummed from his nasal cavity: "Eat."

An ambiguous voice sounded, and after a while, Zhou Ding suddenly raised his eyes, looking at Xia Yu's flushed and slightly drunken face above.

A thought suddenly popped up in my mind.

He couldn't help thinking, when will they stop being so secretive?

It would be great if I could hold Xia Yu's hand in an open and honest manner.