bedroom literature

Chapter 38

The dry winter continued, and the first-year freshmen came to the end of the semester under the novelty of everything and the fading homesickness.Considering the stress of the exam week, the final exam of the physical education class is always a little earlier, so that it is convenient for everyone to practice.Liu Sheng's pain also advances accordingly.

The shooting is okay, at least there is still a head, aim a little to the right side of the backboard, practice hard, there will be no problem.It's just a week of dribbling and it's completely over.

He doesn't understand why when others dribble forward, the ball can return along the walking path and return to the half-held hand; but he can only straighten his paws and dribble forward, and the ball is like a bare one. Like the reflection, it flies away from itself in an axisymmetric manner from the mirror surface...

Others dribbled the ball for a week, laying up in three steps, smooth and silky.When landing, there is only a little loneliness left in the exam that is too simple.

He dribbled the ball for a week, chased the ball for 1.5 weeks, and was exhausted when he ran back with the ball. Three steps, a leap of faith! !

Chasing the ball for 2 weeks.

In the basketball class in the afternoon, the teacher gave Liu Sheng a worried look when he was explaining the requirements for the final assessment.

Liu Sheng flinched.Indeed, basketball seems to be a sport that boys are born to love. One or two of them will make crazy layups, three-pointers, and dribbles... It seems that he is the only man in the world who can't play basketball.Then the physical education teacher became Yagyu's only teacher...

The physical education teacher seems to have encountered a major challenge in his career, and he doesn't teach how to swear to the death.And today is the penultimate class before the exam.As the class was about to end, he reprimanded him for the nth time: "Wrist! The wrist exerts force, not the arm! Why can't you understand Chinese? Is it from the Chinese department?"

The teacher lost his composure a bit, and he was taken aback for a moment after he finished speaking.

Liu Sheng panted violently, and his exhausted hands shook even more.Forget about the public execution, he began to regret why he took basketball lessons with Jiang Qiwen in the first place, and it was embarrassing again.

Jiang Qiwen took a bottle of water from the vending machine next to him, and handed it to the teacher, "Teacher, drink water, your throat will get bad after a while."

The thoughtful class representative pleased the teacher and went down the steps, "The teacher is in a hurry, but you children should also pay attention to exercise. You look pale, don't you usually exercise? The semester is almost over, the campus How much did you run?"

Liu Sheng's eyes suddenly became darker.

"You have to find a sense of rhythm, quality education, quality education, how can you study dead books in college? Look at how many libraries have died suddenly. In the last few weeks, practice hard, I won't let you down."

"Yes, teacher," Jiang Qiwen echoed, "You see, this is the end of get out of class. I will practice with him after class."

"Thank you for your hard work. Okay," the physical education teacher straightened his expression and shouted into the distance, "Basketball class, assemble!"

After class, the team lined up to listen to the teacher's lecture scattered, only two coordinates were still standing in place.For a moment, only Liu Sheng and Jiang Qiwen were left on half of the basketball court.

Yagyu grasped the basketball tightly, not knowing what to do.There is a huge conflict between the indelible face and the legitimacy of the teacher's teaching——

"Let's go, why are you standing there?" Jiang Qiwen walked a few steps and turned around.

"..." Liu Sheng raised his eyes to look at him, and followed him.The two left the basketball hall, Jiang Qiwen dragged a net bag of basketballs back to the equipment room, and Liu Sheng waited for him outside.

The basketball hall is on the second floor. At this time, there are people dancing hip-hop in the public hall on the first floor, and there is a bright whistle from the onlookers off the court.Liu Sheng glanced at it, feeling even more disturbed.He is no longer looking for grade points, but he just doesn't want to let down the teacher's one-on-one painstaking efforts for so long - and don't delay his professional course exams for make-up exams.At this time, he suddenly began to thank his readers again, thanking them for giving this trash a little sense of accomplishment, and comforting himself with a sentence: Damn, there is a specialization in art...

"Can you leave me a ball" on the lips is a bit humble, and "I don't need you to teach me" is too pale.

Liu Sheng was in a dilemma, and suddenly realized the freedom of power.

"You are too tired now," Jiang Qiwen came out with a ball, "Go back and pack up and come back, I will practice with you."

Liu Sheng kept his mouth shut and followed him out of the gymnasium.

The bare skin was suddenly cold, and the goose feathers and snow fell one after another.Liu Sheng took out a smoky blue umbrella from his bag, his own etiquette and upbringing made him cast a hesitant glance at Jiang Qiwen, and got up after saying "you don't need to hit it".After pushing it open with all his strength, he obviously felt that his right hand, which had been ravaged by basketball, was out of strength. He simply held the umbrella in his left hand, but it still shook slightly.

"I'll do it," Jiang Qiwen cautiously probed, "If you don't mind?"

Liu Sheng still didn't speak, so Jiang Qiwen stretched out his retracted hand again, and took it with light force.

The two teenagers walked side by side on the way home from school. The heavy snow hadn't been cleaned up by the school in the future, so they walked softly.Holding an umbrella in the snow all the way is different enough, especially for boys, especially for a boy to hold an umbrella for another boy.The two of them were not close together along the way, but the umbrella was tilted too far.The scene is more fragmented and pulled, which is really eye-catching.

On a snowy day, the noises of the sky and the earth are blurred, as if they have penetrated into every gap in the snow from all directions.

"Does Liu Gong like snow?" Jiang Qiwen couldn't help breaking the silence.

At present, only he knows how much this South Willow plant likes snow behind the umbrella.He intended to bring the two of them closer with their secrets, and used an allusion in a humorous way.

Unfortunately it backfired.

"Yes, I like snow." Liu Sheng finally opened his mouth, and admitted generously, "I like the etherealness of snow, and the flawlessness of snow. But when it really comes to me violently and naked, um... actually I enjoy it too. It's just that when I go back to the bedroom, I find that it wets my clothes and stains my hair, and I will prevent that from happening in time."

Every word of Yagyu has meaning beyond words.

I am happy that the little rabbit I like comes to me, but I can't bear the pain of being unsuitable. I would rather kill the flame in advance.

Jiang Qiwen inhaled deeply, and exhaled slowly tremblingly.

"The snow will melt, I don't blame the snow." Liu Sheng looked forward, "But I can't wear a down jacket forever."

"...It is willing to let you rely on it, he...just hasn't fully figured it out yet."

"Don't you think he's frivolous?" Liu Sheng lost his temper and turned around to question, "If you don't think about it, you follow around, and if you get rejected, you feel like a victim? Don't you think this snow smells like tea?"

"I'm ignoring you," Jiang Qiwen said anxiously, "Isn't it the unsolved case of retaliation against you?"

Liu Sheng didn't seem to have thought of this, but he just paused, "Who knows if you want me to continue your plan? I hate you and don't want to see you. You have no way to get revenge on me. I advise you to save yourself , don’t really talk to me one day about liking me.”

These words were heartless, Jiang Qiwen was silent for a while, facing him and solemnly took a step forward.

"Willow."

Liu Sheng frowned when he heard him call his name, and just turned his head away when he heard him say:

"I like you."

Outside the umbrella, a large snowflake hit the side of Jiang Qiwen's face.

There was actually a hint of crying in his voice, Liu Sheng stared at him blankly.

"You said that what attracted you to me was Little Rabbit and Jiang Qiwen's frankness, but I don't know why I became shy and shy when I faced you. I used to be the earliest riser in the dormitory, never I see you having nightmares so often."

Jiang Qiwen had a painful expression.

"I know it's all my fault, I've brought you a lot of mental pressure, but I know, you won't believe my promise. I dare not confess, I'm scared, I've never hated it like I do now Literature, because no matter what touching words I say, you may think that I am eloquent.

"My feeling was like knowing that there was a dragon that set fire to a village far away. I spent a lot of time learning what a dragon is, a lot of time believing that there are real dragons, and then I learned that many villagers were injured and learning how to kill them. When I saw the dragon, I knew that one person after another was dying."

Liu Sheng lowered his eyes and clenched his cold fingertips.

He said softly, "What do you want to say?"

"I want to say that I am responsible for you. I have provoked you, if I only rely on a vague 'love has no gender', I don't know where your sense of security will come from. I don't want us to be together you Always feeling precarious. The seeds of doubt are planted in your heart, and it is the subjective value that cannot be shaken.”

"Who wants to be with you." Liu Sheng whispered.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not as brave and resolute as the character in your novel. I can always see into the other person's psychology. I just believe for no reason that if I fail this time, you will leave me."

Liu Sheng hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Your feeling is very accurate."

Jiang Qiwen suddenly said, "One week."

"what?"

"If Xue could talk, would you give him a week?" Jiang Qiwen said, the hand holding the umbrella handle began to unsteady, "If he can't find himself, or what he said doesn't impress you, he will leave voluntarily."

Liu Sheng frowned, "Are you threatening me?"

"This is not a promise." Jiang Qiwen lost his composure, and said to himself, "If you can, you can go to the supervisor and tell Jiang Qiwen to change the dormitory without further approval."

Liu Sheng took a deep breath, "You don't have to..."

"If you can't, then you don't have to do anything."

"..."

The two froze on the side of the road, and the dry wind seemed to have pierced them.

Looking at his resolute yet mournful expression, Willow sighed.

"Okay, I promise you. I'll give you two weeks to take your dragon-slaying course. I'll wait for you in that village. But if you think you can't get over that hurdle, don't feel pressured. We'll get together and break up. "

Yagyu has always believed that he is the more rational of the two of them, because he is an emotional miser, a utilitarian speculator, and will immediately retreat when the situation is not good.

Although sometimes, he would also have delusions, Jiang Qiwen, if you really can't do it, you can say that you are all because of reading the website, and forget everything else, don't look into it...

What is this irritability that wants to cut off all the unclear thoughts?Is it desperate?Or just plain lazy?So he often doubts his feelings for Jiang Qiwen, and even doubts whether he has the ability to love someone.

However, put an end to hope and you will not be disappointed.At this moment, Liu Sheng was prepared for the worst.He is the deer with ossified horns who wrote a short commentary for Jiang Qiwen for the first time. He would rather miss him for the rest of his life, and remember the last warmth of that hand before the ossification.

He was too shy, even after the death of the other party, he didn't have the courage to let that deer die for love.

If it was their end two weeks later, could he take the initiative to take a step this time?

Liu Sheng stood in the snowy night, with determination and restraint in his eyes.He watched Jiang Qiwen's eyes turn red, mustered up the courage to raise his hand, and touched his face, "Don't cry."

"Before that, teach me how to play every day, okay?"

Jiang Qiwen choked with sobs, and nodded heavily.

Liu Sheng looked at this high-spirited young man in the past, collapsing in front of him with large pieces of fragility, and a sour thought popped up in his heart——

If he was a girl in his next life, would he be able to boldly hold his hand and kiss his forehead at this moment?

In any case, something should be done to prevent him from being so painfully drowned in the wind and snow.