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At night, the lights on the campus road are turned on, and the shadows of people are illuminated between the two lights.

Because he was on the phone, Pei Huan deliberately took a few steps forward, and as he walked, the distance grew further and further away.

Pei Huan's dormitory is near, while Yan Zimi's apartment is far away. In less than a while, Pei Huan has arrived at the dormitory, but Yan Zimi has only walked half of the distance.

The two chatted a lot.

For example, Pei Huan would ask Yan Zimi how many times a week he went to the studio.

For example, Pei Huan would also ask where the studio is, ask Huan if he is welcome to play in the past, and say that Teacher Yan has to teach me to paint.

Maybe it's because Yan Zimi is a part of Pei Huan's life that he rarely touches, or maybe it's something else, Pei Huan showed his rare curiosity.

Whatever he asked, Yan Zimi would answer, if he praised Yan Zimi, Yan Zimi would smile and say thank you.

"Who is Pei Huan calling?"

In the dormitory, Zhao Di turned to look at the people sitting outside the balcony.

Yu Nan was also curious: "After fighting all the way, I'm afraid he might fall in love behind our backs."

Xiaodong did not participate in this event, but his expression looked like an insider: "Blindly guess Yan Zimi."

Zhao Di and Yu Nan at the same time: "Yan Zimi?"

Xiaodong smiled: "That's right, he used this tone when he talked to Yan Zimi, didn't you notice?"

Zhao Di and Yu Nan looked at each other.

indeed.

Xiaodong said again: "It's tasteless, isn't it?"

Zhao Di and Yu Nan laughed together.

It was 10 minutes after Pei Huan returned to the dormitory from the balcony. He looked at it and saw that the call time on the phone was 31 minutes and 26 seconds.

Although he didn't think it would take so long for Yan Zi to find his apartment, Pei Huan didn't doubt it at all.

As soon as the balcony door was closed, Zhao Di asked Pei Huan, "Call Zimi."

Pei Huan: "Yes."

Zhao Di raised his eyebrows: "Did you call right after we separated?"

Pei Huan threw his phone on the table: "He's bored when he goes back alone, so stay with him for a while."

His tone was calm, as if this was normal.

Zhao Di actually wanted to talk too much, but he didn't dare.

So he could only ask, "Has he arrived yet?"

Pei Huan: "Here we are."

Zhao Di: "Did he talk about me?"

Pei Huan was puzzled: "Why did we talk about you?"

Zhao Di smiled: "It's nothing." He added: "He probably walked towards the back mountain, I remember there is a shortcut to the back door of his community, but there are no street lights there, and it's quite dark at night. "

Pei Huanzheng was touching the computer and raised his eyelids: "You care about him very much."

Zhao Di: "That's for sure, junior."

Pei Huan said, "I didn't let him go that way."

Zhao Di nodded: "Alright."

Yan Zimi didn't go that way, even if Pei Huan didn't tell him he wouldn't go.

It's okay during the day, but at night it's pitch black, the road is simply paved with stones, with trees and grass on both sides, who knows what strange things will pop out.

Yan Zimi who hung up the phone had already sat on the chair for a long time.

The lollipop had already melted in his mouth, but he just held it.

Looking at the new painting on the easel and thinking wildly.

What broke the atmosphere was a phone call. Yan Zimi raised his phone and looked at it. It was a series of unfamiliar numbers.

"Hey."

The other side said: "You fill out the form I just posted in the group, I will hand it in soon, you fill it out right away."

Yan Zimi turned on the tablet, and sure enough there was a competition form.

Yan Zimi looked at the date on it: "Will it be posted sooner?"

Lin Sheng: "Hurry up."

Yan Zimi was about to hang up the phone, but Lin Sheng said, "That..."

Hearing a bit hesitant, Yan Zimi: "Say."

Lin Sheng: "Did you run into my brother tonight?"

Yan Zimi: "So?"

Lin Sheng coughed, and his tone became weak: "You, you didn't care about him, did you?"

Yan Zimi laughed softly, hung up the phone directly, and also said "Damn" on the other side.

What Lin Sheng gave was the school's website, Yan Zimi did not exit after passing the information, but went to the homepage and went to the School of Mathematics.

There is a link under this webpage called College Style. In the school sports meeting that just ended last month, Pei Huan participated in a few events. I don't know...

It really does.

Yan Zimi's displeasure was instantly swept away.

The photo is a large lawn with many people on it.

Pei Huan participated in the sprint, and the camera recorded the moment when he ran first.

Not too far back, Yan Zimi still remembers that after he got off the runway, his classmates rushed forward, handing water to each other, and shoulders to shoulders, all congratulating him.

Yan Zimi saved this one and scrolled down.

After a while, it turned to Pei Huan again, but this time he was not the main character. He was wearing a dark blue sportswear, standing with one hand in his pocket and watching others play football.

The distance is very far, Yan Zimi tapped several times to zoom in.

It's blurry, but...

This man is really handsome.

Academy style actually took pictures of all the projects that Pei Huan participated in, and Yan Zimi kept them all.

After turning off the computer, he took out a new drawing board.

I found a better-looking tape, first pasted the Coca-flavored candy paper on it, and then wiped the stick on it.

The uneaten lollipops are also pasted on it, and then torn off the forehead...

He just tore off one corner of the little bee, then pressed it down again, took out his mobile phone and took a picture of himself, then tore off the little bee and pasted it on.

It's okay tonight, just paint with these.

Under Pei Huan's careful supervision, Yan Zimi's English improved by a little or two.

A week later, Yan Zimi got a new reward from Pei Huan, who asked Pei Huan to teach him how to play.

Yan Zimi felt that there might be something wrong with him. He watched other people's videos and saw two boys playing basketball interacting, so he thought the same.

He was also arrogant and blamed Pei Huan for agreeing to everything, otherwise he wouldn't dare to mention it.

Of course, he didn't let Pei Huan know.

He didn't show Pei Huan those videos either.

The boring Mao Gai class on Friday became interesting because of waiting. At the beginning of the second class, Yan Zimi received a message from Pei Huan, saying that he had just returned and was waiting for Yan Zimi in the dormitory.

Yan Zimi said, "Okay."

In the dormitory over there, just as Pei Huan put away his phone, he heard Zhao Di from behind ask him, "Zimi, will you come over later?"

Pei Huan: "Yes."

Zhao Di laughed heartily, and pushed aside the pomegranate he just bought on the table: "Then I'll break a glass for him."

After speaking, Zhao Di rushed out to wash the cup and hands, and then rushed back to break the pomegranate.

During the whole process, Pei Huan was watching him.

Probably because Yu Guang felt that something was wrong, Zhao Di broke a quarter and raised his head suddenly.

The two people suddenly looked at each other.

Zhao Di: "What's wrong?"

Pei Huan: "It's okay."

Pei Huan still had something to do, so he got busy without delay.

When Yan Zimi arrived, Pei Huanzheng had just finished dealing with the matter at hand.

He first heard a knock on the door, and then Zhao Di was inexplicably excited behind him: "Come in."

Yan Zimi smiled at Zhao Di and walked to Pei Huan.

Yan Zimi: "Are you alright?"

Pei Huan: "Okay."

Pei Huan closed the computer and handed him a cup.

Zhao Di: "Lai Zimi, eat pomegranate, it's very sweet."

Yan Zimi said thank you, took one out of the cup, and asked Pei Huan, "Let's go?"

Pei Huan looked away from the glass of pomegranate: "Let's go."

Zhao Di put the pomegranate on Pei Huan's table: "Will you watch Pei Huan play? I'll go too."

Pei Huan stood up and asked Zhao Di, "Have you finished what you have to hand in tomorrow?"

"I'll do it at night," he smiled, "Otherwise, if you play ball over there, Zimi will be so boring sitting alone."

Pei Huan saw Yan Zimi ate another pomegranate.

Pei Huan: "He is not alone, today I will teach him how to fight."

Zhao Di became even more excited: "He's playing, then I'm going to watch it even more," he asked Yan Zimi after speaking, "Isn't it sweet?"

Yan Zimi took another one: "Sweet."

Zhao Di turned around and took a new one from the bag: "Here you are."

Yan Zimi wanted to pick it up, but Pei Huan flicked Zhao Di's hand away: "It's inconvenient to carry."

Zhao Di said, "Indeed."

What Yan Zimi didn't expect was that with so many people on the basketball court today, not a single backboard was empty.

The obvious plan was going to fail.

Pei Huan seemed to see what he was thinking: "It's okay, we are all acquaintances, I can take you with me."

Yan Zimi didn't know how to explain to Pei Huan that he just wanted to play with him, not play.

Just when a group of people below saw Pei Huan coming and told him to go down, Yan Zimi pushed Pei Huan to go: "Next time," and said: "You owe me."

Pei Huan: "What about you?"

Yan Zimi: "I see you fight."

They were calling Pei Huan again, so Yan Zimi pushed Pei Huan down again.

Not only were there players playing today, but there were also many more people watching the game than last time.

He and Zhao Di found a seat further back, and Pei Huan also made a move over there, and it didn't take long before he scored a goal.

Almost all those sitting close were girls, and the cheers and applause were particularly loud.

"Our Huan is still so popular." Zhao Di clicked his tongue.

Yan Zimi smiled and asked Zhao Di, "Why don't you fight?"

Zhao Di: "I won't."

He added: "My ex-girlfriend likes watching basketball very much."

These words came unexpectedly, Yan Zimi didn't know what to say, so he hummed.

Yan Zimi thought this was the end of the topic, but it was the beginning for Zhao Di.

I don't know what touched Zhao Di. For the next 10 minutes, Zhao Di frantically recalled him and his ex-girlfriend.

Said that his ex-girlfriend has many hobbies, and a man with him also likes a lot of little things.

Love to listen to gossip, love to watch basketball, love to watch handsome guys...

Now he becomes like this, like that...

"I'll still watch Tanmei."

When Zhao Di said this, Yan Zimi was taken aback for a moment.

Zhao Di smiled: "Do you know what Danmei is?"

Yan Zimi didn't know whether to answer yes or no.

Fortunately, Zhao Di hurriedly explained: "It's just two boys, forget it haha, you may not be able to accept it," he said again: "Don't tell Pei Huan, it will be bad if he dislikes me."

Yan Zimi laughed dryly.

Zhao Di brought the topic back again: "She went abroad last semester and talked with me a lot, anyway, it probably meant to be apart for a while." Zhao Di suddenly felt a little sad: "Oh, we have less contact now, you said I will maintain These hobbies of hers shouldn't be difficult to talk to her in the future, right?"

Yan Zimi seldom listens to this kind of story, so he doesn't know what to say for a while.

Fortunately, Zhao Di was just asking a question, without really asking for an answer, and went on talking on his own.

"During the breakup days, the dormitory knew that Yu Nan and Xiaodong still teased me, and only Pei Huan accompanied me to drink," Zhao Di clicked his tongue, "Don't say anything, just drink."

Zhao Di said again: "No, it should be, don't say anything and just watch me drink." He laughed: "Damn it, he just took a few sips and made me unconscious."

Yan Zimi finally smiled.

Zhao Di looked at the man on the basketball court: "I really like Pei Huan."

After he finished speaking, he added: "But our Huan is really straight, straight and straight."

Yan Zimi turned to look at Zhao Di.

"It's nothing to talk about," Zhao Di pointed at the pitch, "Hey, this kid scored again."

Yan Zimi also looked over there.

Probably because he felt that it was inappropriate to be sad in this kind of place, Zhao Di quickly put away his mood and began to watch the game seriously.

"Why did Pei Huan play so loosely today?" Zhao Di said after a while.

Because he wanted to listen to the story, Yan Zimi didn't pay much attention to Pei Huan today, so he hummed.

Not only Zhao Di said so, but also Pei Huan's teammates on the court.

"I'm absent-minded today." The teammate patted Pei Huan on the shoulder.

Pei Huan passed the ball from his hand and went to the side to rest with everyone.

He also glanced at the auditorium, then waved to Yan Zimi.

Yan Zimi received the signal and went over, and Zhao Di followed suit.

"What's wrong?" Yan Zimi asked when he came to him.

Pei Huan: "They're going to break up, where's the ball?"

Yan Zimi became happy: "I'll get it."

After Yan Zimi left, Pei Huan asked Zhao Di, "What have you been talking to him about?"

Zhao Di smiled: "I won't tell you, it's Zimi and I's secret."

Pei Huan directly: "Your ex-girlfriend?"

Zhao Di: "..."

Pei Huan smiled: "Did he comfort you?"

Zhao Di: "It's true... I didn't say anything."

Pei Huan patted Zhao Di on the shoulder: "He can't comfort people."

This seems like a consolation, but when you think about it carefully...

What are you doing, Pei Huan?

Pei Huan was on the phone when Yan Zimi brought the ball over.

His teammates who were going to leave just now hadn't all dispersed yet. When someone saw Yan Zimi approaching with the ball, he said, "It turns out that Pei Huan didn't leave because of you."

Yan Zimi clapped the ball in his hand: "Learn to play with him."

This person was quite enthusiastic. After asking a few words, he knew that Yan Zimi had never played before, so he took the ball from Yan Zimi's hand and said it was very simple. Layup.

"You try it."

Yan Zimi took the ball and clapped it twice meaningly.

"Okay, you go up and try to shoot a basketball."

Yan Zimi turned his head and glanced at Pei Huan, then tried to dribble.

"That's right," the man said again, "Shoot."

Yan Zimi jumped up based on feeling.

what.

Didn't touch the rim.

"It's okay, it's almost there, come again." The man encouraged, and passed the ball back to Yan Zimi.

Yan Zimi tried again.

But just after the ball was thrown, someone rushed over from behind and hit him on the back.

"Ouch."

"sorry Sorry."

Although it was hit from the back, but because of the large size of the person, Yan Zimi was knocked away several steps lightly and hit the ground.

"Fuck me," Zhao Di ran over from the side, and shouted to the other side: "Pei Huan!"

Yan Zimi knelt on the ground, and when he fell, the palm of his hand rubbed against the ground for a long time, directly tore a large piece of skin, and blood gushed out.

"Who has the medicine?"

"There's a lot of blood, who has the paper?"

"Go to the medical room."

……

The people around gathered around, many voices mixed together, and many people asked Yan Zimi if he was okay?Are you ok?

Yan Zimi stood up from the ground, shook his head and said, "It's okay."

Zhao Di asked him, "Does it hurt?"

Yan Zimi still shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."

After finishing speaking, Pei Huan came over at some point and grabbed Yan Zimi's wrist: "Does it still hurt?"

Yan Zimi looked up at Pei Huan.

Pei Huan also picked up Yan Zimi's other hand: "Where did you fall?"

The surrounding voices gradually disappeared, Pei Huan frowned, and the atmosphere was suddenly out of order.

Yan Zimi pursed her lower lip, took half a step towards Pei Huan, and said in a voice that only Pei Huan could hear: "Pei Huan, I'm in so much pain."