you better be

The girl who struck up a conversation with Pei Huan was Yang Jie, a friend of a classmate in Pei Huan's class.

She had heard about Pei Huan a long time ago, and had seen Pei Huan play, but she never had the chance to do so. This time, there was finally a class team building, and her classmates hurriedly dragged her here.

The friend was drinking coffee outside the balcony of the restaurant. After Pei Huan and Yan Zimi left, Yang Jie went directly to find the friend.

As soon as she sat down, her friend asked her, "How is it?"

Yang Jie pinched the person: "I didn't want to come."

The friend asked: "What do you want?"

Yang Jie: "I'll just say, can I add a WeChat?"

Friend: "What did he say?"

"He didn't move a bit, and asked me, 'What's wrong?', I just made it up, saying that we could play games together in the future, and then he said that he has a fleet and usually doesn't play by himself."

Yang Jie spread her hands: "What else can I say?"

The friend smiled.

Yang Jie said again: "I asked him how to play that hero, and he really taught me how to play, when to release skills, how to stand, how to fight first, and then how to fight, the point is that I don't care about it. After answering the question, he really just taught me how to play games," Yang Jie said with an aggrieved face, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo."

Friend: "Hahaha, he seems to be like this."

Yang Jie joked: "How can I find a partner like this!"

The two were chatting here, while Yan Zimi and Pei Huan had already arrived at the shooting range on the other side.

The last time Yan Zimi played archery was two years ago. He went there with his cousin and learned a little.

So there is no need to be taught here, Yan Zimi picked up the bow and arrow in a standard posture very familiarly.

"Hey," the boss beside him laughed, "You guys are pretty good at it."

Yan Zimi only smiled, but it was Pei Huan who repeated the boss's words: "The young man is quite good at it."

Yan Zimi glanced at Pei Huan, don't think he couldn't hear Pei Huan's strange tone.

Yan Zimi put the bow away and snorted, "I will."

There is no need for help here, the boss left, leaving Pei Huan and Yan Zimi alone.

Yan Zimi opened his bow, closed one eye, and shot an arrow towards a distant target.

ok.

off target.

Yan Zimi laughed to himself.

Pei Huan smiled as he leaned against the table next to him, and said, "Young man is quite good at it."

Yan Zimi raised his chin: "You come."

Pei Huan picked up the bow from the next table, picked it up quickly, seemed to be more familiar than Yan Zimi, nocked the arrow and drew the bow, and let go of his hand after aiming for a few seconds.

Yan Zimi's eyes followed the arrow, and he let out a shudder.

Yan Zimi raised an eyebrow.

ten rings.

"Excellent."

Yan Zimi praised indifferently.

Pei Huan laughed, put down his bow, and imitated Yan Zimi's words: "It's amazing."

As if to let Yan Zimi hear how unconvinced he was just now.

Then Pei Huan explained that his uncle opened an archery range, and he often went to play.

Yan Zimi: "The uncle who gave you the motorcycle?"

Pei Huan nodded: "Yes."

Yan Zimi gave a long sigh: "Understood, there is one less uncle who runs an archery range."

Pei Huan smiled: "If you like to play, I can take you there often. It's in Blue City."

Pei Huan's tone was very casual, as if he said this often.

Yan Zimi picked up the arrow and said in a low voice, "Do you often take others there?"

"Why do you often take others there?" Pei Huan smiled: "I went to play with a group of friends after high school graduation, and then it was you. Is this called frequent?"

Yan Zimi closed one eye: "Don't bark."

"Third rings," Pei Huan said as the arrow hit the target, "That's right, we've made progress."

Yan Zimi smiled, and picked up another arrow.

When drawing the bow, Yan Zimi scolded himself a few words in his heart.

He is so boring.

After playing here for a while, all the people from Pei Huan's dormitory also came over.

The three of them went karting in the morning. Now that they heard that Pei Huan and Yan Zimi were here, they came together.

Compared with Yan Zimi, they were much more unfamiliar with the sport of archery. Yan Zimi and Pei Huan became teachers, and briefly explained how to hold the bow, where it should be pulled, how to stand, and how to apply force.

The three of them gradually got used to it. Not long after, the entrance of the shooting range suddenly became lively. They turned their heads at the same time and saw a group of girls coming in, talking and laughing.

Among them was the one that Pei Huan taught how to play the game just now.

Pei Huan withdrew his gaze first, and Yan Zimi followed suit, and walked to Pei Huan in silence.

As soon as Zhao Di shot the arrow, Yan Zimi saw the girl approaching from the corner of his eye.

He didn't come here by himself, but he also had another one on his arm.

Just for them.

Yan Zimi blinked, and secretly glanced at Pei Huan.

"Zhao Di is fine." Another girl who was pulled over spoke.

Yan Zimi looked over, Zhao Di got a sixth ring.

Zhao Di smiled, picked up the arrow again, and asked the girl, "Your friend?"

The girl nodded: "Yes, Yang Jie, isn't she pretty?"

Zhao Di accosted: "Pretty."

Yang Jie smiled shyly at Zhao Di, then turned her head and asked the person not far away: "Pei Huan, don't you want to play?"

Pei Huan replied, "Watch him play."

Zhao Di smiled and said to Pei Huan: "What's the point of him being old with ten rings and nine rings? Of course, the opportunity must be given to us little rookies."

"Wow, you're so good." This Yang Jie walked towards Pei Huan as she spoke.

The purpose was a bit obvious, so Zhao Di drew his bow, put it down again, and turned to look at Yang Jie.

Then he glanced at Yan Zimi next to Pei Huan.

He raised his eyebrows, smiled to himself, and shot the arrow.

Whoops, missed the target.

Yang Jie next to him spoke again: "Isn't Pei Huan the tenth ring or the ninth ring? Didn't he make any mistakes?"

It seemed that anyone could answer this question, so suddenly, no one spoke.

In order not to let the atmosphere cool down, Zhao Di hurriedly answered while the topic was still hot: "That's right, our brother Huan has to study everything thoroughly," he drew his bow again, and his tone was a little bit heavier because of his strength. : "Whatever you do, do your best."

"Is it Huan?" Zhao Di asked.

Pei Huan didn't answer, just smiled.

Everyone can feel it. After the two girls came, the atmosphere here changed.

Originally, the two people next to each other didn't talk much, but now they were extremely silent. They could talk about topics that they didn't want to do in the past, but now it's all right, and they don't name names. I think they won't open their mouths. It's open.

Probably because they felt bored, after watching Zhao Di shoot two more arrows, the two girls left after saying "Let's play too".

As soon as he left, Zhao Di smiled and stabbed Pei Huan with an arrow: "It's for you."

Pei Huan didn't say anything, Xiaodong next door became excited: "I can see it."

Xiaodong said and asked: "Why don't you need a WeChat, just leave."

Pei Huan said: "Yes."

Yan Zimi, who was already depressed, suddenly felt a twinge in his heart because of Pei Huan's words.

"Good guy," Xiaodong smiled, "So I already want it."

But Pei Huan said, "No."

Xiaodong laughed: "Damn, you are like an impregnable wall."

Zhao Di also made a sound, but he didn't say anything, just glanced at Yan Zimi.

Yan Zimi stood leaning against the pillar with his hands in his pockets, looking at Zhao Di's target very seriously.

But Zhao Di hasn't shot arrows for a long time.

Unexpectedly, just after this wave passed, another wave came again.

Not long after the bow and arrow in Zhao Di's hand was replaced by Yan Zimi, Shanshan walked over with the party secretary.

It was Zhao Di who saw the person first, and he immediately put down the bottle before he could take a sip of water, please coughed, and reminded in a low voice, "Shanshan is here."

After finishing speaking, he added something he thought was funny: "It's long overdue."

No one laughed.

"So you are here." The Youth League secretary walked over with a smile.

Zhao Di leaned on the table: "Are you looking for us?"

The Youth League secretary suddenly pointed: "Who are you talking about?"

Zhao Di smiled, first glanced at Yan Zimi who seemed to be out of it, and then at Pei Huan.

Now it's Pei Huan's turn to look seriously, Yan Zimi hasn't started playing yet, Pei Huan stares at Yan Zimi's target with his hands in his pockets, wondering what he is thinking.

Shanshan came by herself, so naturally there was nothing Zhao Di had to do here.

What's more, nothing happened to Pei Huan.

The arrow in Yan Zimi's hand played very well, and when he shot it, it hit the nine rings.

"Wow!"

Shanshan was very supportive and clapped her hands: "That's amazing."

The group secretary patted Shanshan on the shoulder: "I'll go there first."

Shanshan tugged, but she didn't. The party secretary shook Shanshan's hand and left.

Originally, for such a thing, the two men here should also leave silently, but Zhao Di saw that Pei Huan did not leave.

Eh, then he won't leave either.

Who doesn't want to join in this kind of excitement.

Not long after, Shanshan couldn't hold back any longer, and took a step beside Yan Zimi.

"Is this your first time playing?" Shanshan asked.

Yan Zimi: "Yes."

Shanshan said: "It's the first time I played it so well."

Yan Zimi didn't answer, and played with himself.

Shanshan said again: "I haven't played with it yet, I heard that this bow is quite heavy."

Yan Zimi still didn't speak.

But this Shanshan is obviously much braver than Yang Jie, maybe because the two around her are people from her class, the atmosphere is not so dry, Shanshan took out her phone from her pocket and started it.

"Yan Zimi," Shanshan smiled politely, "Can I have your WeChat?"

Yan Zimi just hit the arrow, he didn't answer right away, but turned to look at Pei Huan who was standing beside him.

Pei Huan naturally did not speak.

Yan Zimi turned his head and said politely, "Sorry, it's not convenient."

Shanshan put the phone back again: "Okay."

Probably a little embarrassed, Shanshan turned her head and smiled at Zhao Di: "I was rejected, so don't say it."

Zhao Di laughed: "What a big deal, Zimi is a bit socially fearful, he doesn't send WeChat messages to others."

Shanshan groaned, found another topic and chatted with Zhao Di for a few words before leaving.

Yan Zimi was absent-minded, and after playing a few rounds, he gave up the table to Zhao Di again.

"Stop playing." He said to Pei Huan.

Pei Huan hummed: "Let's go."

Pei Huan didn't say where to go, and Yan Zimi didn't ask or give advice, and the two just walked out aimlessly.

Walking and walking, I came to the beach naturally.

The group of friends who played cards in the morning were playing beach volleyball at the moment. They lacked a referee, so Pei Huan and Yan Zimi passed by.

Yan Zimi didn't quite understand, so Pei Huan pulled a chair for him, and he was just responsible for watching.

But Yan Zimi didn't look at it, he was stunned.

He seemed to think about a lot of things, but he didn't seem to.

The ball in front of him was passing back and forth, there was constant noise and laughter, but Yan Zimi seemed to lose his mind.

He seemed to understand something suddenly, but he was not willing to accept it. For a while, this and that, his mind was full of pictures of Pei Huan and the girl named Yang Jie sitting and playing games together.

He knows that he is in a very bad state now, this state is called "heartbeat error".

are all wrong.

All the negative emotions he felt because of Pei Huan today were wrong and shouldn't be.

He shouldn't be jealous, he shouldn't be envious, and he shouldn't be sour to death because of the too ordinary scenes.

Yan Zimi took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly.

A bottle of drink was suddenly passed in front of him, he unscrewed it and gave it to Yan Zimi.

"What do you think?"

Only then did Yan Zimi realize that their rest time had come.

Yan Zimi looked up at Pei Huan, took the drink and answered Pei Huan: "It's nothing."

"It's nothing to stay for so long."

After Pei Huan said this, his hand came over naturally.

It wasn't the first time Pei Huan touched Yan Zimi's head, it was already a subconscious action.

But when there was only a few centimeters difference between that hand and Yan Zimi's hair, Yan Zimi suddenly turned his head so that Pei Huan could not touch it.

Pei Huan's hands froze in the air, he looked down at Yan Zimi, but Yan Zimi didn't look at him, but picked up the bottle of drink and took a sip.