Times of Our Lives

With one week to go before the Games, Zhang Lianban was finally able to pass the ball in the double team instead of holding it on the ground and splashing and rolling. Qi Fei felt that he was really burdensome and had a long way to go. Nothing ... Of course there is more than that.

Ji Qinyang did not know why, and dyed his hair back to black before walking in the square.

When the boy appeared at the door of the class, he attracted most of the attention. Xie Meng looked up and saw Ji Qin looking at himself.

"Early." Ji Qinyang took off his earplugs, his hair seemed to be soft, not as fluffy as before, and dyed like ink.

Xie Meng stared at him for a long time: "Early ..."

Ji Qinyang smiled, his facial features were exquisitely born, and the advantages of black hair were even more prominent, perfect like a male model with high pixels on the cover of a fashion magazine.

Qi Fei: "... Are you trying to evolve into a male god?"

Ji Qinyang was strange: "Did I not?"

Zhang Bar thought for a while: "You are a beauty in w ..."

Ji Qinyang was surprised: "Why don't I know?"

Qi Fei clapped his hands: "I remember it! Last time someone posted a ranking on the girls' channel on the school intranet."

Zhang Lianbang clenched his fingers: "Ji Qinyang, Xie Meng, Zhuo Xiaoyuan ... we have 3 in the top five!"

"What we are." Qi Fei rolled his eyes. "Zhuo Xiaoyuan is from Class 6."

Zhang Langbang: "He knows Xie Meng, Xie Meng's friends are our friends!"

Xie Meng: "..."

Ji Qinyang smiled: "This is interesting."

Xie Meng glanced at him, and Ji Qinyang just turned his head. The two eyes stared at each other for a long time, and they did not separate until the Maitreya came in.

Qi Fei was still arguing with Zhuo Lang for Zhuo Xiaoyuan, Maitreya's loud voice shouted a few quiet times before they stopped.

Maitreya put a hand on Ji Qinyang's head: "Well, it's dyed back. Wow."

"..." Ji Qinyang managed the messy hairstyle less impatiently.

Maitreya smiled and said, "This is so good-looking, obediently beautiful boy."

Xie Meng couldn't help laughing when he heard the words "beautiful young boy", Ji Qinyang stared at his smiling face and opened his eyes with an innocent expression.

"... Ah." Xie Meng smiled for a moment.

Zhang Lianban and Qi Fei were not very implicit, and kept hahahaha in that.

Maitreya couldn't bear being so noisy, and started to scold others before stopping.

Because of the sports meeting the next day, the class was very lazy on this day. After school, they stayed in a square array. They replaced it with Ji Qinyang. Qi Fei and Zhang Lian took turns shouting at the playground. "Wu Yiyimei" and "Obviously beautiful boy" ... Class 6 on the runway was also platooning. Zhuo Xiaoyuan held a sign and Ji Qinyang ran into a head-on collision. The two also fists when staggered.

Xia Meng nodded as he passed Zhuo Xiaoyuan.

As a result, Zhuo Xiaoyuan suddenly pulled his throat and started shouting: "Six classes and six classes! Sixty-six Dashun! Six classes and six classes! We are the most sloppy!"

Xie Meng: "..."

Qi Fei was about to laugh and die: "This slogan is too funny ha ha ha ha!"

Zhang Bang: "Ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Zhuo Xiaoyuan was furious: "Your listens to you!"

Ji Qinyang put a board on his shoulder and said casually: "Friendship first, competition second."

"..." Zhuo Xiaoyuan: "You just shout like that?"

Ji Qinyang shrugged: "It's not as stupid as you are."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan: "..."

A few people had to stay to practice after the side of the array. Chen Dong meant to play a friendly match with the sixth class. Zhuo Xiaoyuan brought Zhuo Jin to the side. The little girl sat on the sidelines.

"Ching Yang brother!" Zhuo Jinjin smiled and waved his arms like a flower.

Zhuo Xiaoyuan smelled his face aside: "What are you calling him?"

Zhuo Jinjin honestly said, "Because he looks better than his brother."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan: "..."

Ji Qinyang came over, followed Xie Meng behind him, Zhuo Jin's eyes were straight when he saw him.

"Hello, come close." Xie Meng half-squatted down, he smiled and touched the little girl's head.

"Ahh!" Zhuo Jinjin screamed and hid behind Zhuo Xiaoyuan.

"..." Xie Meng stiffened a little, at a loss.

Zhuo Xiaoyuan snorted uncomfortably.

Ji Qinyang smiled unclearly: "She didn't react so much the first time I saw her."

Zhuo Jinjin blushed and showed his eyes behind his brother, shyly: "You are so handsome ~"

Xie Meng: "..."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan helped the amount of help: "Don't care about her, I've committed an idiot."

Qi Fei has the most experience with children. The 10-year-old Zhuo Jinjin is a little angel compared to the bears of his relatives. Zhuo Xiaoyuan watched him turn the coin into a flower to coax his sister. Can't stand it, and said with a dark face: "You'll die, I won't marry my sister to you!"

Zhuo Jinxiao's flower branch trembled and clapped, "I'm going to marry Xie Meng!"

"..." Zhuo Xiaoyuan: "You told me a few days ago that you were going to marry Ji Qinyang!"

Qi Fei covered her chest pretending to be heartache: "Am I bad ?! I'm handsome too!"

Zhuo Jin laughed, and Qi Fei picked her up around her neck and motioned for the basketball: "Brother takes you to play."

Zhuo Jin did not vote twice recently, and changed Ji Qinyang to resist her. The little girl was a little embarrassed.

"I'm too weak," Zhuo Jin muttered.

Ji Qinyang supported her waist and stood under the basket. He looked up at Zhuo Jinyan with a gentle and beautiful smile: "It's not your fault, Qi Qi is too short."

Qi Fei immediately crouched on the ground and pitifully said, "Yeah, yeah, oh ... I have a sore neck."

Zhuo Jinjin giggled. She took the ball from Xie Meng and looked at the basket with a serious expression. This time she put it in gently.

Cheering on the pitch, Ji Qinyang lowered Zhuo Jin gently, jokingly: "The pre-match show is over, little princess, do you want to watch next?"

Zhuo Jin looked at Xie Meng: "Are you going to play too?"

Xie Meng smiled and nodded: "Yes."

Zhuo Jin took Lazhuo Xiaoyuan's hand and said, "Although I like you very much, my brother will not lose."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan didn't say anything. He picked up his sister, and the two pulled the hook. Zhuo Jin shook his fist: "Brother, come on!"

"Okay." Zhuo Xiaoyuan promised her, and crossed his cheeks to Zhuo Jinjin: "My brother."

Zhuo Jinjin hugged him tightly and kissed his brother indifferently and fiercely.

Zhuo Xiaoyuan grinned and laughed silly.

The friendly match was not fierce at the beginning. The three classes were mainly based on tacit understanding during training. At most, Zhang Zhang's technique can only be used without hindrance. Chen Dong also tried to feed the ball to Ji Qinyang and Qi Fei.

Qi Fei likes to go into the penalty zone by himself, but Ji Qinyang rarely does so.

Xie Meng couldn't choose immediately when he got Ji Qinyang's pass in the first few trips, and then the reaction became faster and faster.

"This way!" Qi Fei signaled on the right, Ji Qinyang glanced at him, and his wrist turned, but the ball was thrown to the left. Xie Meng quickly got rid of the two defenses of the six classes, received the ball, and turned around. After entering the penalty area, Ji Qinyang was already waiting under the basket, Zhuo Xiaoyuan wanted to intercept, Xie Meng stepped back and made a shooting gesture.

"Grab the rebound!" Zhuo Xiaoyuan shouted back.

The ball was thrown with a large arc, but it was not the angle of the rim. Zhuo Xiaoyuan understood that Xie Meng's intention was too late. Ji Qinyang leaped high, caught the pass in front of the basket and directly dunked it.

Zhuo Xiaoyuan: "..."

"Wow!" Zhang Lianba laughed and jumped on Xie Meng's back.

Ji Qinyang picked up the drenched bangs and stretched out his hand to Xie Meng with a smile.

Xie Meng and his high-five, did not expect the other side to hold his hand and pull hard, Ji Qinyang's arms around Xie Meng's shoulders, holding him tightly in his arms.

"Good job." Ji Qinyang pressed Xie Meng's neck. He didn't seem to be enough. He actually held the boy's waist with one hand and lifted his feet off the ground.

Xie Meng: "..."

Fortunately, Ji Qinyang only held him for a while and then let him down, but Zhang Lianban was more excited than them, holding the two of them yelling and jumping, waiting for them to go round and round, and finally Qi Feila could not hold it.

"Don't be happy that early." Zhuo Xiaoyuan provoked his eyes, "It's just the beginning!"

Several people bumped their punches, and the next staring and defensive battle became apparently strict. Xie Meng and Ji Qinyang cooperated with each other, and the bars gradually followed the rhythm, but Class Six was not a fuel-saving lamp. Zhuo Xiaoyuan's three-pointer The ball was a big killer, making Xie Meng's five defenses invincible, exhausting two teams in a game, and losing two points in the third class.

"Yeah!" Zhuo Xiaoyuan rushed to the scene and carried Zhuo Jinjin to his shoulder, and the little girl's laughing eyes were gone.

Xie Meng was lying on the concrete floor, panting, and there were more sneakers in his field of vision. Ji Qinyang smiled and reached out to him: "Is it fun?"

Xie Meng nodded, he was not in a hurry, and one lying down squatting hand in hand with Ji Qinyang, no one was surprised.

"I played this way for the first time." Xie Meng suddenly said, he raised his chin and looked at Ji Qinyang's eyes, and smiled: "It's really interesting."

Ji Qinyang raised an eyebrow. He looked down at Xie Meng's smile, as if thinking about the other party's sentence, and only a while later replied, "Play together later."

Xie Meng laughed for a long time, and the curvature of his mouth never hung up. He followed Ji Qinyang to stand up and suddenly asked, "How did I dye my hair?"

Ji Qinyang froze, then tilted his head and smiled at Xie Meng: "Not good?"

"Of course not." Xie Meng reached out and rubbed Ji Qinyang's hair in the back of his head.

"..." Ji Qinyang touched his nose, and the tip of his ears hidden in his twins was a little red.

"It doesn't matter whether it's beautiful or not," Xie Meng thought for a while, and said seriously, "you are all beautiful."

The sixth class won the ball. Zhuo Xiaoyuan naturally asked for a treat. Several boys went to the school gate to have a cold drink together. Ji Qinyang took himself and Xie Mengge to take a cute lot, both of them bit into their mouths in almost the same posture.

Zhuo Jinjin contained a cone and pulled Lazhuo Xiaoyuan's uniform: "Brother ..."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan looked over his face: "What's wrong?"

Zhuo Jin leaned closer to him and reached out to signal him to look at the school gate.

Ji Qinyang glanced back and smiled cold.

Zhuo Xiaoyuan frowned. He held Zhuo Jinjin to Qi Fei and walked towards the school gate alone.

Xie Meng: "?" He wanted to turn back, but was clasped by Ji Qinyang's shoulders, the other side hooped his head with strength.

Lin Hengjing leaned on the door of the car, Zhuo Xiaoyuan stared at him coldly: "What do you want ?!"

In terms of appearance alone, Lin Hengjing is the kind of man who looks like Sven and even looks handsome, and his eyes turn to Xie Meng who is facing away from him in the distance.

"I just want to talk to him alone." Lin Hengjing raised his hand: "Nothing."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan: "He has nothing to say to you."

Lin Hengjing laughed: "You're not him, how do you know."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan didn't want to talk nonsense with him, and scolded him. Lin Hengjing was helpless. He suddenly shouted, "Xie Meng!"

"... You!" Zhuo Xiaoyuan wanted to get angry, Lin Hengjing screamed again: "Xie Meng!"

Xie Meng finally turned his head, he seemed to look here for a while, then came slowly.

Ji Qinyang followed with an indifferent smile.

Lin Hengjing looked at Xie Meng with a gentle expression, "It's been a long time."

Xie Meng nodded: "What's wrong with me?"

Lin Hengjing looked at Ji Qinyang's hand that fell on Xie Meng's shoulder, his eyes paused for a few seconds before leaving.

"I just want to talk to you alone." Lin Hengjing's attitude was very low: "I have no work now, and it will not pose a threat to you."

What else Zhuo Xiaoyuan wanted to say was caught by Ji Qinyang.

Xie Meng thought for a while and promised: "Okay."

Lin Hengjing turned over and motioned for a step to speak. Ji Qinyang let Zhuo Xiaoyuan go first. He looked at Lin Hengjing indifferently and walked in front of Xie Meng in his pocket.

"What's calling me?" Ji Qinyang said.

Xie Meng smiled: "OK ... nothing will happen."

Ji Qinyang looked at him intently, and suddenly reached out to bypass Xie Meng's neck and pinched the collar of his back neck. Xie Meng took a few seconds and lowered his head slightly.

"Wrinkled." Ji Qinyang smiled slightly.

Xie Meng said, "Thank you." He smiled.

Lin Hengjing waited for Ji Qinyang to go away before he retracted his eyes. He carefully looked at Xie Meng's expressionless face and smiled bitterly: "You haven't smiled at me like this for a long time."

Xie Meng frowned silently.

Lin Hengjing said to himself: "In the past, you took my class so seriously, and you came to ask me questions after the class ... It was obviously meaningless, but it looked so good. Was that guy attracted to you as well?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." Xie Meng Leng said coldly: "Ji Qinyang is different from you."

Lin Hengjing smiled strangely: "What's different? Because he is younger than me, better-looking than me, better than me ..."

Xie Meng interrupted him: "If you just want to say this, then we have nothing to talk about." Then he turned and wanted to leave.

Lin Hengjing held his arm in excitement: "How do you know that he is different from what I think ?!"

Xie Meng: "..."

Lin Hengjing said incoherently: "You seduce me and seduce others ... it's your fault ..."

Xie Mengmeng threw away Lin Hengjing and grabbed his hand. He slammed the back of the opponent's neck against the back of the car with a strong slam. Lin Hengjing didn't take precautions, and his back screamed in pain on the bumper.

Ji Qinyang ran over, but did not open Xie Meng, and only asked: "Is it okay?"

Xie Meng nodded, and he looked down at Lin Hengjing's painful expression, and said indifferently, "It's your thing to like beautiful little boys, but you shouldn't pretend to impose your likes on others. Apart from apologizing, I don't want to Accept any other explanation you have. "

Lin Hengjing's painful tears shed, and he kept sobbing and said sorry, until Xie Meng let go of his hand and he knelt on the ground and coughed.

"Scum!" Zhuo Xiaoyuan whispered, "Not ready to get out!"

Lin Hengjing stood up. He finally looked at Xie Meng and stared at Ji Qinyang reluctantly.

Xie Meng: "..."

Ji Qinyang: "?"

Lin Hengjing said impassively: "He ... Does he also like men ..."

Xie Meng couldn't help crying. He chilled and covered Ji Qinyang behind him, and warned: "If you don't want to go to the hospital again, don't think of him."

Lin Hengjing's face obviously showed a look of fear, and after a moment of stinging, he got into the car in a daze.

When Lin Hengjing's car drove far away, Ji Qinyang's expression remained blank: "What did he mean?"

Xie Meng did not want to answer. He bought two more cute ones, ate one of them, and peeled off the foil and handed it to Ji Qinyang.

"The sealing fee is useless." Ji Qinyang bit the cuteness and said vaguely: "If you don't say it, I will always ask."

Xie Meng glanced at him and said calmly, "I don't understand."

Ji Qinyang raised an eyebrow and smiled. He wrapped half the headphone cord around Xie Meng's neck, put on earplugs, and turned up some volume. Xie Meng's head almost leaned on Ji Qinyang's shoulder.

The melody I heard last time came from the headphones.

Xie Meng heard Ji Qinyang's voice in a soft voice: "I don't know when to stop, the time is slow and slow, and gradually, time is no longer nostalgic."

The afterglow of the sunset outlined Ji Qinyang's exquisite features. He tilted his head and sang in Xie Menger's ear: "Your smile, like sand and snow, fell into my heart, gradually, covering up in time."