[National Table Tennis] Ping pong pong, dream collection

After the game that day, Zhang Jike accompanied you home and bought you your favorite milk tea.You have something in your heart that you want to say, but you dare not say it.

You took his clothes home, washed them clean by yourself, and specially added some fragrance of the flowers on his body.

There are still more than 100 days until the college entrance examination, you count the time, you can no longer go to the training ground for training, so you called Liu Guoliang to explain the situation, and then sent him a WeChat message.

You: I'm about to take the college entrance examination, so I won't go to training recently.

Wolf: All right, I'll treat you to dinner after you pass the exam.

You feel sore in your heart, and you finally wanted to express your heart to him. Now that you come out like this, not seeing him for more than three months, what is the difference from a long break in love.

And now you don't know whether he likes you or not.

Although you work and rest normally, you still feel very tired. You have almost never stopped teaching, and you are studying questions day and night. In your spare time, you still think of Zhang Jike.

Is he going to play now, and won the championship like last time, there should be many fans asking him for autographs.

Obviously you don't even have his signature.

You sniffed and continued to lower your head to do the questions.

Finally, with forty days of struggle left, the school gave you a holiday for the first time.

You turn on the phone that has not been turned on for almost two months, and click on WeChat. There are very few messages in it, and the red mark is lying on a black profile picture.

Wolf: After you finish the exam, I will tell you another surprise.

What a surprise, you don't know.You put away your phone and choose to be patient.

If you go to him now, you will definitely cry, and then he will jokingly say that you are a child.

You are not a child, you have grown up.You have to prove it to him.

When the vacation is over, you continue to struggle, trying not to recall the memories you had with him.

On the night before the college entrance examination, you turned on your mobile phone, and your parents who were away for a long time also sent you blessings and cheers.You still care about him most.

Wolf: Come on, take the exam well.

Your heart warmed up, and you felt an urge to cry, but you quickly suppressed it, and replied a message pretending to be calm.

You: Got it, I'm still waiting for your gift.

When I took the last subject, the sky was blue and the weather was fine.

You cheered yourself up and signaled yourself not to panic.

Time flies, and you feel that this year's topic is a little simpler than previous years, which is more than enough.

When the exam bell rang, you put down your pen, exhaled heavily, looked at the sky outside the window, and a smile slowly floated on your lips.

Finally, you can see him.

You put your schoolbag on your back and rushed out of the school gate. Just as you were about to run towards the bus stop, you felt someone holding your hand.

The man is wearing a peaked cap, covering his eyebrows and eyes, but there is a strong feeling that you know he is Zhang Jike.

He takes your hand and leads you away from the rowdy crowd.

"How is it, did you do well in the exam?" He didn't intend to let go of your hand, and kept talking to you just now.

You were a little embarrassed, and you drew your hand, but it didn't come out, and you were a little embarrassed.

You said happily: "Well, it's okay."

He patted your head, without saying a word, and took you to the side of the motorcycle.

"Come up, I'll show you the surprise."

The motorcycle drove very fast and arrived at the destination in one go.

"Where is this?" You jumped out of the car and looked around.

He put the helmet on and smiled: "This is my home."

You are petrified.

He walked up to open the door and greeted you: "Come in."

You hurry up and follow.

I have to say that the home of the world champion is quite luxurious, higher-grade than the small house I live in.

As soon as you change into your slippers, you see a fluffy thing running over and lying on your lap.

You couldn't help but let out a cry.

"Don't be afraid. That's my pet." He smiled and brought you a glass of warm water.

You squat down carefully to look at this dog, it's so cute, it's not lethal at all, you always think that the pets raised by such a rebellious person should also be majestic and domineering.

How is this such a cute little dumpling?

You dropped your schoolbag and picked up the dog. It was not afraid of life, and stuck out its tongue to lick your face.

You feel a little itchy, and hide aside.

"Does it have a name?" you ask.

He sat on the sofa and watched your interaction with the dog, and said casually: "It's called Brother Dao."

Kind of weird name, but don't mind.

While you were playing with it, you heard the man on the sofa suddenly call the dog's name, and the dog in his arms jumped down and ran to his feet.

You heard him say: "Brother Dao, do you like her?"

Brother Dao shook his tail, expressing his liking.

The man hooked the corner of his mouth, lowered his head and leaned closer to the dog's ear and said, "Then let her be your mother?"

You are completely stunned.

He was sitting on the sofa, leaning against you with peach eyes blatantly, and hooked his fingers at you: "Come here."

You walked over in disbelief.

He took your hand, pulled you to sit on the sofa, and said close to your ear.

"Being my girlfriend, is that a surprise enough?"