The perfect game for personalities

The basketball was thrown into the basket accurately and bounced back to the ground.

Jiang Fei trotted over, picked it up, looked at Qiao Ge, and asked with a smile.

"How about it?"

His school uniform jacket was drenched with sweat, and there was a small dark mark on his chest and back. The sweat from his smooth forehead spread over his handsome cheeks, and his collarbone was also painted into a shiny piece.

The warm skin and flesh became more moist and glowing with sweat.

Jogo watched him approaching him and regained his senses.

Restraining the pounding in his heart, he nodded slightly and said.

"Very well, you learn quickly."

There were only scattered people in the weekend gym, and they occupied a basket to practice all morning.

To express his gratitude, Jiang Fei invited him to lunch.

Qiao Ge had noticed his financial difficulties early in the previous contact, so he offered to go to the school cafeteria to eat. Jiang Fei understood his kindness and did not expose it.

The food in the cafeteria was cheap and monotonous, so Jiang Fei went to buy two drinks and handed one to Qiao Ge.

Drinking iced ice in summer is indeed very refreshing. Qiao Ge chatted with him one after another, and his eyes were always peeping at his lowered eyelashes and slightly puffed cheeks before he raised his eyes. Take it back quickly.

"By the way, we will also participate in the basketball game. The team that reaches the final will play against us. There will be no scoring, it's just a friendly match."

This proposal was put forward by Qiao Ge with the coach. Originally, the coach did not want them to be distracted in this recreational basketball game, but was finally persuaded by Qiao Ge.

Jogo has never done this before, using his selfishness on basketball that he cares most about.

But when he really did this, he felt extremely happy, and there was still a bit of unknown sweetness hidden.

Hearing this, Jiang Fei looked at him in surprise, and after thinking about it, he said jokingly.

"If our class enters the finals, you have to be merciful."

"This is a competition, I will not release water."

Qiao Ge snorted softly, but his tone was not that serious, and there was still a slight smile on his handsome face.

Jiang Fei also knew that he regarded basketball as his life, and he just made a tentative joke just now, seeing that he was not angry, he stopped talking.

After leaving school, Jiang Fei went home alone, and was almost at the entrance of the alley, but saw Xiang Zimo's kitten limping out, curiously chasing the little butterfly flying down from the sky to play.

Pets are strictly controlled in this city, but because this residential area is too old, no special personnel came up to check it.

However, even if there is a small bell with an owner hanging around the kitten's neck, it may be caught by bad guys, or bullied because of its lameness, so Jiang Fei hurried over and hugged the kitten in his arms, petting it. asked in a low voice.

"Why did you run out? It's dangerous outside. You'd better go home."

The kitten was already very familiar with the smell of him, and it nestled in his arms meowing obediently, and rubbed its furry cheeks against his neck.

Jiang Fei lowered his head and hugged the kitten, only focused on walking into the corridor, and accidentally bumped his head into Kuang Kuo's arms.

The shoulder was supported, and he quickly withdrew his hand when he stood still.

Jiang Fei raised his head in surprise.

Xiang Zimo was still dressed in a slovenly manner, with his hair tied up in the back of his head, his eyes were covered by wide-frame glasses, and it was difficult to distinguish his expression when he was staring at Jiang Fei.

After watching for a few seconds, his eyes naturally fell on the kitten in Jiang Fei's arms.

Before reaching out to ask for it, Jiang Fei had already held the kitten in his palm with interest and returned it to him, explaining.

"I was afraid it would get lost, so I brought it back."

Xiang Zimo took it with one hand, carried the kitten on his shoulder, and said yes.

"Sneaked out, disobedient."

It can't be said that the tone of reprimand was full of tolerance and doting, and the kitten arched his neck like a guilty conscience, acting coquettishly, but he still looked at Jiang Fei without saying a word.

After a brief silence, Jiang Fei felt a little embarrassed, so he walked upstairs past him.

After going up a few steps, he heard Xiang Zimo following up, his footsteps sounded like a shadow behind him.

At the door, when he took out the key to open the door, Xiang Zimo had just finished climbing the steps, and suddenly asked in a flat tone before he closed the door.

"Is there any meal?"

Jiang Fei stopped and looked at him in surprise.

After a few seconds, he understood, and replied hesitantly.

"Have."

So Xiang Zimo walked over very naturally. Seeing this, Jiang Fei pushed open the closed door and walked in first.

He was a little confused about Xiang Zimo's sudden closeness, but since he rarely took the initiative, he would naturally not refuse any opportunity to contact him.

"There are no spare slippers at home, you can come in directly."

After putting down his schoolbag, Jiang Fei went to the refrigerator to check the ingredients, then poked his head out of the kitchen and asked.

"Is tomato and egg noodles okay?"

Xiang Zimo was still standing at the door.

He was tall, and he seemed to fill up the narrow space when he walked in, and he was carefully looking at the warm arrangement that was completely different from his own home.

After being interrupted, he turned his head to look at Jiang Fei and nodded.

"can."

There were no valuables at home, and Jiang Fei also believed that Xiang Zimo was not that kind of person, so he closed the kitchen door with peace of mind, concentrated on cooking before coming out, and brought two bowls of steaming hot noodles to the living room table.

The furniture at home is not complete, so he usually eats directly on the table in the living room.

The kitten was so familiar that he didn't know where it went. Xiang Zimo stood by the window and looked at the green plants at home, and even reached out to touch them, as if he was very interested.

Hearing the sound, he turned around and sat on both sides of the table with Jiang Fei, his two long legs curled up aggrieved in the narrow space.

The tomato and egg noodles had a strong fragrance and looked very good. Xiang Zimo didn't expect that he could really cook. After taking the first bite, he couldn't help but look at him in surprise.

But thinking of him living alone for a long time, he naturally had to learn to cook in order to survive, and his mood became complicated, mixed with a trace of pity.

After eating the noodles quietly, Jiang Fei was about to get up, and when he picked up the bowl to wash in the kitchen, Xiang Zimo's words made him stop.

"I promise you."

"what?"

Jiang Fei didn't react for a while, and stared at him blankly.

Her jet-black pupils were so full of water that one wanted to hold them in the palm of her hand.

Xiang Zimo moved his Adam's apple and said in a flat voice.

"You want me to protect you, yes, but you have to be responsible for my three meals a day, I buy the ingredients, and you cook the meals."

This meant that they would meet every day, and this proposal hit Jiang Fei's heart.

"it is good."

It was said to be three meals a day, but considering that Jiang Fei had to go to class during the week and couldn't come back in time at noon, Xiang Zimo changed the content of the agreement and only asked him to cook lunch for himself in the morning, evening and weekends.

Correspondingly, he will be responsible for taking Jiang Fei to and from school to prevent He Qian, who hasn't shown up for too long, from attacking him outside of school.

The dark blue motorcycle parked at the school gate was too cool, and Xiang Zimo's appearance was really eye-catching. After only a few times, Jiang Fei told him that he didn't have to wait for him at the school gate next time.

Xiang Zimo paused, his tone lightened, and he asked back.

"You think I'm ashamed?"

Since returning to this small town, he has always dressed like this, deliberately hiding himself with messy long hair, bulky glasses and loose clothes, as if to completely draw a line from the high-spirited and innocent self in the past .

People who don't know him think he is a sloppy otaku, but those who know him clearly know what kind of capital he has. Even if he is not singing, he can still become a popular star with his appearance and figure.

But he is really tired of others only caring about his own appearance, so vulgar and so same.

Hearing Jiang Fei's words now, it was rare for him to feel disappointed, thinking that he was the same kind of person.

Jiang Fei shook his head.

"If you come back from the school gate, you need to cross the road. Recently, the traffic police are strictly checking motorcycle helmets, so you don't have to wait for me at the school gate. You can just wait in the alley."

From the contact so far, he has roughly figured out Xiang Zimo's temperament. He has never seen what this person was like before, but Xiang Zimo, who has gone through setbacks now, undoubtedly hates restraint the most.

But Xiang Zimo didn't expect this to be the reason.

He vaguely remembered that when he went to the bar two days ago, He Xue also reminded him that the traffic control in the city has become stricter, but he really didn't take it to heart, and he didn't intend to abide by it at all.

It's just a small town, a chaotic fringe town, and who cares.

But the originally contemptuous mind had a subtle reaction to Jiang Fei's words.

He thought for a moment, the corners of his lips curved, and he said casually.

"I promised to protect you, of course I won't be lazy, I will buy the helmet tomorrow."

Such an easy compromise made Jiang Fei's face involuntarily surprised, and Xiang Zimo, who caught a glimpse of his expression from the corner of his eye, felt much better for some reason.

The next day, Xiang Zimo really bought two helmets.Jiang Fei put on the one he threw over, and it was just the right size.