non-absolute crush

Live by the sea, manage wide.I just moved back from the seaside, and I haven't gotten rid of the problem of wide pipes.

Hearing Song Ran's words, Tan Wei couldn't help but burst out laughing.

After hearing this, Zhan Ye took a puff of cigarette, let out a low "huh", climbed into the basketball court with one hand supporting the wall which was not too high, and approached Song Ran.

They didn't move much, but Jiang Xun and the others who were playing in the next court had noticed it a long time ago. They stopped slowly and focused their attention on Song Ran and Zhanye.

Seeing Zhanye approaching, Tan Wei was a little nervous.He wanted to take a step forward, but was stopped by Song Ran.

Song Ran calmly watched Zhanye approaching. Although he knew that every time Zhanye approached, he was looking for trouble, and after a few words of argument, he would definitely attack him. He might suffer a disadvantage if he fought him now, but there was no disturbance in his heart.He even moved his eyes unconsciously to his shoes, trying to make sure that there were really booster pads.

In a blink of an eye, Zhanye had already stood in front of Song Ran, looking down at him.

Song Ran had already smelled his second-hand smoke and was very uncomfortable, but he didn't back down, and looked at Zhan Ye, wondering what tricks he was going to do again.

Tan Wei's heart was broken, and he was ready to wait for a fight.Not far away, Jiang Xun looked worried, his brows were tightly frowned, and he restrained the urge to throw the basketball he was still clapping at.

"Live by the sea, so you can control everything. You can control what you should or shouldn't. It's annoying, but it's a million times better than some managers who don't manage what they should." Zhan Ye's voice was suppressed. Very low, speaking very slowly, "You mean it? Song Ran?" As he spoke, he took a puff of cigarette, lowered his head slightly, and sprayed all the white smoke on Song Ran's face.

Fucking idiot with chuunibha.

On the one hand, it was Zhanye's words, and on the other hand, it was the second-hand smoke sprayed on his face. Song Ran became irritable for a moment, and pushed Zhanye away forcefully: "Are you sick?"

Zhan Ye, who was pushed away, took a few steps back and smiled: "Why are you so angry? Am I right?"

"You asked me to fight?" Song Ran didn't want to say a word to him.

"Hey, what a fight, how uncivilized, I'm here to ask for space. If you play like this, you can't even score a single shot. It's a waste to occupy the field. Be self-aware and give up the field. Brother." Zhan Ye stood on the spot and took the last puff of his cigarette, squinting at Song Ran.

Song Ran looked back, and then noticed that there were a few boys standing on the other side of the wall behind Zhanye. They were looking at this side expectantly, not knowing exactly what happened, thinking that Zhanye and Song Ran had a good relationship , just simply asking for a place.

Song Ran withdrew his gaze and stared at him: "No, get out."

Tan Wei pulled Song Ran back a little when Song Ran pushed Zhan Ye, and now he glared at Zhan Ye: "You still want a place with your attitude? Show some face!"

Zhanye didn't speak, he threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it with his foot, and stepped forward to grab it.

Suddenly, a basketball slammed straight at Zhanye.Zhanye's pupils shrank, and after realizing it, he quickly turned sideways to avoid it.

Song Ran was also a little surprised. Just as he was about to turn his head to see who it was, his eyes suddenly darkened, and a shadow fell.Song Ran looked, it was Jiang Xun.

Jiang Xun stood in front of him, blocking him completely.

Even if he couldn't see Jiang Xun's face, Song Ran could feel that he was not in a good mood now, and even his voice was several degrees colder than usual: "This is the venue for the basketball class. Have you chosen basketball? Didn't you choose?" Just go."

Looking at Jiang Xun's tall and straight back, Song Ran's heartbeat began to uncontrollable again.

"What? Is the basketball court jointly purchased by your basketball class? Those who didn't choose basketball can't set foot on it?" Zhan Ye thought it was funny, and looked at Jiang Xun mockingly.

"No, the government does not allow private investment. At least, during the basketball class, we have the right to use the basketball court." Xia Xingchen stood next to Jiang Xun to respond to Zhanye's words.

Seeing Jiang Xun coming, Xia Xingchen and several other boys also came over. Qi Feifan and Song Ran were roommates, and he also stood beside Song Ran.

And the boys who were waiting for Zhanye to borrow the venue over there saw so many people coming, realized that something was wrong, and hurried over to check the situation.

For a while, two groups of boys stood facing each other, their expressions were not in harmony, and it seemed that they were about to fight.

Qi Feifan glanced at the other party, saw his previous acquaintance, and raised his voice to ask: "Big bear, what's going on?"

Big Bear is a tall and fat boy, when he heard Qi Feifan calling him, he hurried forward and grinned:

"Don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand, Brother Fan. We have no other intentions. Our physical education class is track and field. The track and field teacher happens to be busy in this class, so let us move freely. You know, boys, they just want to touch in physical education class. Touching the basketball, we came over. When we came over and saw that white little brother just playing together, we wanted to borrow it. Zhan Ye said he knew him, so we asked him to come and borrow the court.”

Seeing that Jiang Xun and the others didn't have a very good expression, Da Xiong continued to smile: "Why did this happen? Don't get me wrong, we really just want to borrow a place, there is no other meaning. If we really can't borrow it, then we won't I borrowed it, sorry to bother you, Brother Fan. Zhanye, Zhanye, let’s go, go somewhere else.”

Da Xiong said, half-dragging and half-dragging Zhan Ye to pull him back.

Zhanye silently looked at Song Ran behind Jiang Xun, his eyes were uneasy, his lips moved but he didn't say anything, and he let Daxiong pull him away.

After Zhanye and the others left, the boys who came over also dispersed, and returned to the basketball court to continue playing.

Jiang Xun also turned around, Song Ran looked at him, hesitant to speak.

Jiang Xun glanced at him, and instead of going back with the others, he picked up a ball and patted it slowly on the ground.

Xia Xingchen returned to the court and found that Jiang Xun hadn't returned yet, so he couldn't help but cast a few glances at Song Ran.

If he hadn't heard Jiang Xun say that he likes boys, Xia Xingchen would have felt that Jiang Xun was bending over Song Ran.

The ball that just hit it, tsk, was really ruthless.That expression just now, tsk, it's the same as my wife being molested.And now, tsk, I don't play the ball and stay with others.

"Sports Committee, Jiang Xun, isn't he going to fight? Then we are short of someone here!" They originally had an even number of people, and the number of people on each side was divided.Seeing that Jiang Xun didn't come back, he leaned on his back and looked at Xia Xingchen.

Xia Xingchen looked at Jiang Xun, thought for a while but didn't call him, and turned to Tan Wei: "Tan Wei, do you want to fight? I just saw that you really want to fight, why don't you take Jiang Xun's place? "

Tan Wei was stunned for a moment before he realized that Xia Xingchen was calling him. He pointed at himself: "Me? I played very badly..."

"It's okay, we're just playing, just have fun, no matter if you win or lose." One of the boys was also very friendly.

The excitement on Tan Wei's face was visible to the naked eye, but he still hesitated. He glanced at Song Ran and saw that he was in a normal mood. He actually wanted to ask Zhan Ye what happened today.

But he glanced at Jiang Xun again...

Forget it, he'd better go play. Although he knew that Song Ran and Jiang Xun had known each other not long ago, and the relationship should not be that close, but for some reason, his instinct told Tan Wei that Jiang Xun didn't want him to stay here.

As soon as Tan Wei left, the atmosphere in the nearby stadium quickly became lively again, and he was not disturbed by Zhanye's episode at all.

When he realized that there was only him and Song Ran on the court, Jiang Xun was a little nervous for a while.

Just now he saw Zhanye so close to Song Ran, he seemed to have a conflict, he didn't know what kind of emotion was on his head, he just looked at Song Ran, and stayed here according to his inner thoughts He didn't consider what Song Ran would think.

Song Ran saw that he and Jiang Xun were the only ones left in the field, and thought of Jiang Xun's behavior just now. Those wild thoughts that had been suppressed a few days ago began to rebound and appeared one after another.

Feeling a little confused but still clear-headed, he looked at Jiang Xun: "Jiang Xun, that, thank you just now."

All kinds of uncomfortable emotions in Jiang Xun's heart dissipated when he heard Song Ran call his name and talk to him. He looked down at Song Ran and restored his smile: "It's okay, a class is in class, it should be."

"En." Song Ran replied, and then he didn't know what to say.

The word "um" is too lethal, and Jiang Xun doesn't know what to say.

One of the two lowered their heads slightly while the other raised their heads. They stared blankly at each other for a moment of silence.

Maybe because he thought the two of them were too stupid, Song Ran suddenly couldn't help laughing lowly, he didn't know where the point of the smile was, but he couldn't help but want to laugh.

The high-cold shell that his smiling face brought to him shattered at once, seeing his bright and healing smile, Jiang Xun's heart trembled, and he unconsciously laughed along with Song Ran.

After laughing for a while, the small pink lake in Jiang Xun's heart rippled, and every circle of ripples was clamoring for Jiang Xun to get closer to Song Ran, and he clapped the ball in his hand: "Your pitching practice How's it going? How about I teach you how to pitch?"

Song Ran was stunned for a moment, his mind was full of the scene in the last dream where Jiang Xun's arms were turning into fans, it was really horrifying.It was only after a moment that he realized it was just a dream that he replied, "Ah... yes."

"Then you, show me the ball first?" Jiang Xun said and handed the ball in front of Song Ran.

Song Ran took the ball, nodded, and began to throw as taught by the physical education teacher not long ago, while Jiang Xun stood watching from the side.

After laughing and agreeing, Song Ran started to panic when he took the ball.

He followed the teacher's instruction, separated his legs, moved his right foot slightly forward, and held the ball in his hand. How did he put his hand?Song Ran thought for a while but couldn't remember, but took the ball in his own comfortable posture, then slightly bent his knees and raised it, staring at the basket, and threw it vigorously.

Then the ball slammed into the backboard and missed.

This result was within Song Ran's expectations, his face was slightly hot but not as exaggerated as the first time, and he smiled awkwardly at Jiang Xun.

"It's okay, come on, show me the moves you prepared." Jiang Xun comforted Song Ran with a smile, picked up the ball and handed it to Song Ran again.

"Okay." Song Ran nodded, separated her legs again, and adjusted her posture with the ball in her hand.

The teacher said how do you hold the ball in your hand?Which one goes up and which one goes down?Open to what arc?

With the ball in his hand, Song Ran desperately struggled with the gesture.

At this moment, Song Ran felt a person from behind gently cover him.At the same time, a hand with clear and beautiful bones gently held his wrist, and then Jiang Xun's deep voice sounded close to his ears: "Hold the ball with your left hand, right hand in front, keep your fingers close together, and leave your palm empty."

Jiang Xun is now personally teaching him behind his back in a posture that almost wraps him in his arms. His breath is full of Jiang Xun's pleasant smell. As long as Song Ran tilts his head slightly now, his lips can almost stick to it. On the side of Jiang Xun's face, this is an extremely intimate and ambiguous gesture.

Song Ran clearly felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest, his whole mind was blank, and his whole body was stiff, letting Jiang Xun adjust his posture.

Song Ran watched Jiang Xun adjust his posture according to his own voice.The posture of the palm was adjusted, and the knuckle-boned hands were moved to the crook of his arm: "The forearm and the upper arm should be at [-] degrees, and the upper arm should be at [-] degrees to the body, aiming at the basket."

Jiang Xun adjusted his arm gently. After the adjustment, Jiang Xun seemed to be in a very happy mood.The low voice with a smile that couldn't be concealed fell on Song Ran's ears, it was crisp and itchy, and his heart was almost swept away by his provocative voice: "It should be like this, do you know it?"