don't cry

Qu Yu did what he said.

After that absurd afternoon, there was no need for Jing Rong to avoid suspicion, and Fang Convenience consciously started to avoid him.

They are in different grades and have different schedules, so if they want to avoid it, they can not see each other for a whole day.

As soon as Jing Rong woke up, he could hear the door of the other party closing for school, and when he came back from evening self-study, he could see the light in the other party's bedroom was turned off.

Although they still live together, they seem to be far apart. At most, they meet each other every day, and then hurried back to their own tracks.

This is what Jing Rong hoped, but when it became a reality, he was a little displeased.

He was amused by his own awkward state of mind, but he chose the path himself, and he would not turn around until he reached the end.

Besides, he can't respond to the other party's liking, so cooling down is the best way at present.

Jing Rong was pressing the pole on his legs, thinking a little distractedly.

"Hey, have you heard that the students from the two lower classes will play a game in the gymnasium at four o'clock this afternoon."

"I've already prepared to take a seat. You said I should buy Coke or Sprite. Forget it, I should buy mineral water. The junior should replenish water in time after exercising."

"Tsk, I found you a chance to hook up with my little brother."

"That's not right. My little brother didn't participate in any activities before. This time it's rare to participate in a basketball game. My sister must go to show off her charm."

"What's the name of the younger brother you're looking at?"

"Quyu, the name sounds nice, it's as gentle as jade, but it's easy to be shy."

The two girls who were pressing their legs next to them were talking cheerfully, when they suddenly noticed a cold gaze falling on them.

"It's better to concentrate when practicing, what do you think?" Jing Rong looked at them with a cold face, and his voice was slightly lowered.

The girls looked at each other, seeing the same bewilderment in each other's eyes.

Jing Rong usually doesn't listen to things around him, so why is he suddenly talking about their practice today?

They moved aside without a trace, nodded quickly, "That's right."

Jing Rong then withdrew his gaze, changed his posture and turned soft.

His flexibility has always been very good, and his lower back splits are very neat, so it is not painful when he usually practices.

After practicing for an hour, he moved his muscles and bones, and walked straight to the changing room with his back straight.

There are not many acting students who are in poor stature, but Jing Rong's figure is a bit superior in comparison.

He has broad shoulders and long legs, clear hips and legs, and a thin waist and abdomen. No matter what he does, he wants to be more pleasing to the eye, even if he is just walking, it is like walking on a show.

The exercise clothes are slim and light, fitting his body contours, and the buttocks are plump and beautiful. Combined with the straight and slender legs, there is a sense of abstinence and lust.

Jing Rong changed his clothes, but the temperature on his face hadn't risen yet.

He glanced at his phone, it was [-]:[-], there was no class in the afternoon, he could go back to the rented house to rest early or go to the school library for self-study.

However, what the two girls said just now flashed through his mind.

Four o'clock, gymnasium, basketball game.

Qu Yu will also participate.

Jing Rong folded his exercise clothes and put them in his schoolbag, took out a thermos and drank a few sips of water, and looked out the window calmly.

Go out from the art building, turn left to the library, and turn right to the school gate.

Jing Rong's footsteps paused slightly, and there were people coming and going in the hall, and many of them looked at him in amazement and excitement when they passed by him.

He lowered his eyelids slightly, grasped the shoulder strap of his schoolbag, and walked towards the cobblestone road in the middle.

Three fifty, the gymnasium.

There are still 10 minutes to play, and several boys in basketball uniforms are talking and stretching with a smile, so as not to strain their muscles later.

Qu Yuan sat quietly by the side, holding mineral water in her hand, not knowing what she was thinking.

Sun Rui finished fighting with others, sat down next to him, and slapped him on the back: "Why, today's character is a silent and melancholy little prince?"

Qu Yu didn't bother to pay attention to him, and rubbed the body of the mineral water bottle with her fingertips, not wanting to talk very much.

"Tell me honestly, why did you agree to play this time? I begged you many times before but you were unwilling." Sun Rui continued to harass.

He was indeed curious. In his eyes, Qu Yu was a polygonal fighter. He did almost everything well, and his game skills were not bad, which belonged to the level that could take him flying.

But Qu Yu didn't like to play games with others very much, so he just played around a little and didn't care too much. He begged many times before, but Qu Yu didn't even give him a look.

For some reason this time, he was ready to fight a protracted battle, but the other party agreed without much hesitation.

Qu Yu narrowed his eyes, and asked without answering, "Are there many people outside?"

In fact, the noisy voices from the auditorium outside could be heard from inside, but he still asked this question anyway.

Sun Rui was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly felt blessed and jumped up: "I'll go and have a look."

After a while, he squeezed back: "It's full, I didn't see my sister-in-law."

"You're so affectionate." Qu Yu glanced at him, a little sly.

Sun Rui arched his shoulders with him: "Isn't this trusting your ability? Don't tell me you haven't taken him down yet."

Qu Yu was silent.

In the past two days, he tried his best to be honest, and his acting skills could hardly find any flaws. He didn't believe that Jing Rong didn't think about the relationship and distance between them.

Just as a gamble, he guessed that the other party would come.

"Okay, okay, you're almost ready, it's time to play." The captain came in and shouted.

Qu Yu put down the mineral water and went out with her.

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When Jing Rong came to the gymnasium, there were not many seats left. He walked to an empty seat in the corner, put down his schoolbag and sat down.

One minute before the start of the game, he heard a whistle as soon as he sat down, and players from both teams came out together.

This time, two classes from the second grade of the acting department were competing. One team was in red and the other was in blue. The two teams faced each other aggressively.

Another whistle blows and the game begins.

Jing Rong doesn't know much about basketball, so he looked for the players of the two teams.

"Qu Yu is so handsome, I will pass him water later."

"Then I'll pass him the towel."

"I heard that he often participates in various activities recently. If I keep watching, will he notice me?"

"My God, you don't want to confess, do you?"

"Oh, keep your voice down, I'm very shy."

"What's this called? It's usually a little milk dog, but it's a little wolf dog on the stage. It has good eyes, and my sister loves it so much."

……

The chattering discussions of the girls around poured into their ears wave after wave, and Jing Rong pursed his lips, showing a subtle displeasure.

Before they lived together, they didn't think much of it. It was only after school started that he realized that the other party was very popular in school, and there were many boys and girls who liked Quyu.

Inexplicably, he felt that those excited words of praise sounded particularly harsh.

However, this is not a dance studio, and he has no right to care what others say.

Jing Rong glanced at the field, and fixed his eyes when he saw a red-clothed man throwing the ball.

The color of the ball uniform is bright, the red is particularly dazzling, the back is broad, the calf is slender and fair, the hair is tied with a headband, and only a few strands of short hair are hanging unruly at the end of the eyes.

When playing, Qu Yu seemed to be slightly different from usual. His eyes were full of vigor and desire to win. He was no longer the cute and cute look of a baby girl, but became more aggressive and lethal.

Jing Rong suddenly realized that he seemed to have never known Qu Yu before.

He only knew the appearance the other party showed him, but he didn't know the whole appearance of the other party.

Perhaps, in a place he had never seen before, the other party was shining, like a beautiful and dazzling star, constantly attracting the eyes and attention of others.

Jing Rong drooped his eyelashes to hide the emotion in his eyes.

"Qu Yu, Qu Yu!"

"Qu Yu, Qu Yu!"

The voices in the auditorium gradually became consistent, and almost everyone was cheering for one person, and as the center of the crowd's attention, Qu Yu once again bypassed the defense and dunked.

The screams sounded like they were going to burst the roof.

Jing Rong felt that it might not be suitable for him to stay here, but he sat quietly from the beginning of the game to the end of the game.

I don't know how long it took, the people in the auditorium began to leave, leaving only a few sparse people.

Jing Rong moved his fingers, stretched out his hand to hold the schoolbag, and prepared to get up and leave.

It's funny to say, he didn't know why he came, and he didn't know what he wanted to do when he came, wasting almost an hour in vain, like an impulsive and blind fool.

He took a deep breath, calmed down, and stood up.

"Hello, are you Jing Rong?" A male voice suddenly sounded.

Jing Rong paused and turned around. The other party was still wearing a red jersey, with a cute baby face and a very approachable smile.

He nodded and asked lightly, "What's the matter?"

"It's like this, Qu Yuwei's ankle is so bad, it's not easy to walk. I have something to do later, so I don't have time to send him back." An anxious look appeared on the other party's face, "You two rent together, and you don't mind helping him. One hand?"

Sprained?

Jing Rong couldn't help feeling tense in his heart, and blurted out: "Where is he?"

The boy smiled at him: "Come with me, we're in the lounge."

After the other party finished speaking, he began to lead the way.

Jing Rong hesitated for a while and followed.

There was no one in the lounge, only a red figure remained in the corner, lonely and thin.

"Qu Yu, look who I brought." The boy shouted.

The figure with his back to them paused for a moment, then turned his head.

There was still sweat on Quyu's forehead that hadn't been wiped off, which set off a pair of eyes that were clear, black, and clean.

When he saw Jing Rong with the bag on his back, he seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then he pursed his lips, lowered his head and did not speak.

"Then what, they told me to go quickly, you talk, I'll go first." The boy looked down at the phone, picked up his things and hurried out as he spoke.

Only Jing Rong and Qu Yu were left in the lounge.

The author has something to say: Sun Rui: Best Assist Award/Moving China's Top [-] Good Buddies/Oscar Best Actor on the Run