Chapter 32

Cheng Yan didn't dare to speculate on the relationship between the two. The Tang Jiale he knew was not that kind, but he couldn't explain their deep friendship, so he chose to shut up.

Song Yu said, "What if it was me?"

Cheng Yan raised his head: "is that you?"

Song Yu stared at Cheng Yan with serious eyes and said, "How would you understand if I treated you like this?"

It's not that Song Yu didn't treat him like this, but sometimes Song Yu was so nice to him, which made Cheng Yan blindly confident, thinking that he might like him too, and that there was a possibility of development between them, so he didn't Hold back, make such a bold move, actually? Song Yu treats him well, and rejects the intimate things he does, there is no delay at all.

Cheng Yan didn't want to be sentimental anymore, and gave an answer that he didn't know how much he weighed. He said fairly and politely: "Good friend, how can you understand it?"

Song Yu was slightly disappointed: "Just like this?"

Cheng Yan said, "What else can there be, between two boys... right?"

He said this, and he couldn't convince himself. If everything was not revealed, and his love could be hidden, there would not be such an embarrassing situation, but he has already revealed it, and then using this answer to prevaricate, how can it be false? , but he would rather Song Yu feel that his answer is false, than Song Yu feel that he is shameless.

Song Yu was silent for a while, and did not continue to embarrass him. Sanhu interjected and came in. He didn't know the tricks of the two and asked, "Where are you going?"

Song Yu stared at Cheng Yan and refused to let him go, "I don't know."

Sanhu said, "Aren't you going to practice?"

Song Yu: "I won't go."

Cheng Yan raised his head and found that Song Yu was staring at him, and his heart was even more empty. He looked away. He didn't want to talk about any emotional topics with Song Yu now. They were not suitable for each other. Get back a little comfort, don't just destroy it.

Cheng Yan suggested, "Let's go eat, I'm a little hungry."

Song Yu said uncooperatively, "It's only after three o'clock now."

Cheng Yan sighed, the words have already been said, continue to lie, do whatever, don't stare at the small eyes like this, he was terrified by Song Yu's staring, unable to stand firm, just wanted to quickly find something to divert his attention , "But I'm hungry, and I didn't eat much at noon."

He also drank fish soup, ate a bowl of rice, and a rich Chinese meal that he didn't eat much in his mouth. Cheng Yan had no choice but to go out and couldn't help himself.

Song Yu said, "Okay, let's go eat."

Cheng Yan raised his head and looked at Song Yu's eyes. He always felt that something was wrong. It was clearly a conspiracy of "counting the plan".

Sure enough, when they arrived at a noodle restaurant, Song Yu sat across from him and ordered a bowl of beef noodles. He didn't eat it, but just looked at Cheng Yan and said, "Eat it, we'll talk after we finish eating."

There was a big bowl of beef noodles on the table. Cheng Yan had no idea where to start. There were not a few pieces of beef, but there were quite a few noodles. The beef noodles were a little nauseous, but held up just looking at them.

He ate so much at noon, how could he have eaten such a large portion of beef noodles, he raised his chopsticks, wanted to cry without tears, looked at Song Yu and said, "Aren't you going to eat it?"

"I'm not hungry." After Song Yu finished speaking, she stood up, took out two bottles of water from the refrigerator, put them in front of Cheng Yan, and opened one by herself, "You can eat if you say you're hungry, and leave me alone."

Cheng Yan now has the urge to slap him to death, he has said everything, and his face is on his face. How can he go back on it now?

With chopsticks in hand, Cheng Yan started to eat. There were many people at the tables next to him, and there were not many people. Those who got to eat after three o'clock were all busy and hungry. Cheng Yan was not the case. He was the only one. An idiot who says he's hungry when he's full.

Help.

Cheng Yan felt a little stretched after taking a few bites. He hadn't finished digesting it at noon, but Song Yu looked at him and he couldn't help it. From time to time, he raised his head and found that Song Yu was looking at his mobile phone, so he found a chance to breathe and eat Take a break for a while.

"Master Song..." Cheng Yan cried out aggrieved.

Song Yu raised his eyes, a pair of sharp eyes that were provocative, with a bit of playfulness in his eyes, waiting for Cheng Yan's next sentence to beg for mercy.

Cheng Yan Guijing said: "I'll give you some points."

Song Yu asked sharply, "Aren't you hungry?"

Cheng Yan said: "I can't finish it, I don't have such a big appetite."

Song Yu didn't care: "Not much, aren't you hungry? I'm not worried enough. Would you like to order two more biscuits for you?"

Cheng Yan closed his eyes and was completely clear in his heart, is this not obvious enough? Song Yu knew, definitely knew.

He put the chopsticks on the bowl and pleaded guilty: "What am I...what I said casually."

Song Yu didn't interrupt and let him continue to admit the guilt.

Cheng Yan was defeated, "Okay, I'm sorry, I think, I think..."

He hesitated for a long time without saying a good word.

Song Yu stood up, went to pay the bill, turned around and said to him, "Let's go."

Cheng Yan looked at the beef noodles, "This side..."

Song Yu said, "Continue as long as you can."

Cheng Yan quickly stood up, wiped his mouth with a tissue, followed behind Song Yu and said, "Don't eat, I'm full."

He was let go.

After coming out, Cheng Yan still felt bad, followed Song Yu silently, and said after him, "Don't be angry."

When he got along with Song Yu, Song Yu was rarely angry. He remembered almost none, but Cheng Yan could feel it. Song Yu's anger would be a terrible thing, and he did not allow the situation to continue to be serious.

"I'm not angry," Song Yu said, "I just let you know that you need to talk over your head."

Cheng Yan said in a low voice, "I'm not angry yet..."

"Is this called anger?" Song Yu said, "Are you underestimating me?"

"No," Cheng Yan said, "Oh, I just don't want to be so embarrassed, me and you... It's not good at all. Why do you have to talk about those unhappy topics."

"When are we bad?" Song Yu grasped the point and his expression became serious.

Cheng Yan didn't notice it, and said honestly: "Isn't it okay? Have we contacted you during the month you left? Did you come to see me after you came back? And when we met at school...you didn't talk to me. "

When we met, Cheng Yan was on the runway, and Song Yu was on the side of the runway. He just saw him and lost his mind before he fell. It would not only be Cheng Yan who discovered Song Yu, but Song Yu also saw him, but he didn't. Say a word to him, say hello, not even a simple support and cheer, he knows that their relationship will be awkward, he doesn't ask him to cheer him up, say something inspirational, he just wants one "Long time no see", or a simple "Cheng Yan" is enough.

Song Yu was stopped by the question, and he didn't speak for a long time. After a long while, he said in Cheng Yan's grievance: "Sorry, I thought you didn't want to pay attention to me."

The way he and Cheng Yan get along is that most of the time is the person who is contacted. Cheng Yan is very enthusiastic about him. It will never be Song Yu's turn to take the initiative to find him, so Cheng Yan will contact him. Every movie, every activity, Every dinner party started because of Cheng Yan, and their relationship gradually progressed through initiative and cooperation. Song Yu only cooperated, and Cheng Yan took the initiative.

Therefore, after losing the initiative, Song Yu had to understand that the person who adapted to cooperate with him was reluctant to contact him again, ignore him again, and interact with him again. He saw him in the fight at the abandoned factory that day, and he was far away. Watching, watching Cheng Yan, who was always full of enthusiasm, was indifferent to him for the first time, alienated for the first time, that feeling is still lingering in his heart now, and it cannot be dissipated for a long time.

An uncomfortable feeling that he didn't want to recall.

The topic got deeper and deeper, and this was not their purpose. Cheng Yan felt a little comfort in his heart when he heard Song Yu's words. He said pitifully, "I have no right to ignore you."

This sounded like an accusation, but also like a grievance. No matter what, it made Song Yu uncomfortable. He reluctantly held up a smile and said, "You will dare in the future."

Cheng Yan raised his head and asked blankly, "What do you mean?"

Song Yu shook his head and said, "Cheng Yan, let's talk about something serious."

Cheng Yan nodded.

Song Yu said, "Can we reconcile?"

Cheng Yan frowned: "Didn't we already reconcile?" Is this still not reconciliation? Having been so close recently, he always thought he was reconciled.

Song Yu said: "I mean completely reconciled, as before, if you have anything you want to call me, you can tell me if you need me, or... if you have something to do, send me a message and share those little things. ."

Cheng Yan observed Song Yu's every subtle expression. He wanted to know what his current state of mind was, why he asked this, whether he wanted to continue to be friends with him, or...forgive him for the unspoken, but exposed emotion.

Cheng Yan's current hesitation is a torment to Song Yu. If he doesn't speak, the people in front of him are even more nervous. Their relationship is already on the verge of danger, but if Cheng Yan shakes his head, this is their last face.

They each have their own speculations and worries. It's easy to say it, and it's great to be restrained. Cheng Yan also wanted to lose his temper once, but he was not qualified to do so. Song Yu didn't owe him anything. can be done.

"I don't want to disturb you." Cheng Yan did not answer accurately, and gave such an explanation after hesitation.

If you don't like it, aren't those things just interruptions?

He was wishful thinking, so he didn't want to be sentimental anymore. He clearly replied to his feelings, and everything he does now, Cheng Yan has to consider whether he has violated the rules.

"Disturbing?" Song Yu was displeased and asked, "Why do you think this is a disturbance to me?"

Cheng Yan paused: "Isn't it?"

Song Yu stared at the face in front of him, he wanted to see his dimples, but when he wasn't smiling, it was unclear, Song Yu could only stare at the dimples that were looming on the cheek, and said, "What I'm willing to do with you is I do it because I like it."

Cheng Yan raised his face, Song Yu's eyebrows were picturesque, and his eyes were different from his guilty conscience. He said with deep eyes: "I never force myself to stay with people I don't like."

Cheng Yan opened his mouth slightly, his eyes were not very clear, and his ears seemed to have some hearing difficulties, so it was difficult to understand Song Yu's meaning, or he did not dare to understand without authorization.

Song Yu's voice was still clear, her eyes were hot, and she was extremely frank: "I won't embarrass myself or do things I don't like with people I don't like."

Cheng Yan lowered his head hastily, his heart was pounding, he would clearly feel his own disappointment, the heartbeat was too wild, Cheng Yan's ears were a little red, and he was less calm than kissing him that day. How do you understand it now? Song Yu didn't hate him, nor did he hate his performance that day?

So what was the time he kissed him? It's... just a small accident, can it be passed? If he hates him, it is impossible to say these things to him, and want to continue to communicate with him.

If Song Yu hadn't stood in front of him now, Cheng Yan would have squeezed his own heartbeat. He didn't do such a revealing move. He wanted to look up at Song Yu, and then look at what his eyes wanted to express, but He couldn't do it, he was too timid, for fear that his embarrassment would be seen and his heartbeat be heard.

Please, fuck it, stop it.

What Song Yu said, you just jumped like that.

Cheng Yan struggled with his heart for a while. He turned around and squatted down. His inexplicable behavior made Song Yu have to ask questions.

"What's wrong?"

Cheng Yan turned his head away and said in a low voice, "No, I'm tired from standing."

His lies are not clever at all.

Song Yu squatted down beside him, the two of them were just on the side of the road, Cheng Yan looked to the other side, Song Yu looked at him, he could only see Cheng Yan's hair from his perspective, and he suddenly felt itchy, His five fingers turned and lifted up unconsciously, but he reacted to this move in time, pressed his wrist with the other hand, twisted it forcibly, and controlled this more inexplicable move, Song Yu said, "You really hate me so much?"

Cheng Yan said: "What, how can I hate you."

I can't say whether hate it or not, the word is too deep, he can't use it.

"Then there is no contact this month," Song Yu's voice sounded behind his head: "Have you thought about me?"

His mind is full of you. Have you ever thought about you? Why did you come over in self-doubt and annoyance that month? Cheng Yan didn't dare to recall. He covered up and said, "No, why do I miss you."

Song Yu didn't speak anymore.

Cheng Yan can't be calm now, and Song Yu's presence next to him makes him even more confused. He was teased like this by a few words. Is it really good to be together? How far can you be out of luck?

Cheng Yan stood up and said hastily, "Then what, I'll go first, I need to calm down... No, go home."

Song Yu looked up at him, did not stand up, and said, "Think about it."

Cheng Yan seemed to hear a little smile, he boldly turned his head and bumped into Song Yu's smiling eyes, it was terrible, Song Yu's face fell once every time, Cheng Yan hurriedly retracted his gaze and left quickly .

Song Yu just stared at him from behind, a little rabbit looking left and right across the road, his back was bleak, his language was confused, and he behaved very nicely.

If his ears were a little redder, he would be more like a rabbit.

"Song Yu?"

A shout came from one side, Song Yu turned his head and saw Han Chengyu, next to another rabbit with reddish ears, he didn't know what Han Chengyu was doing, Tang Jiale followed him and looked at him.

"Why haven't you left yet?" Han Chengyu came over.

Song Yu was eating a meal not far from their store, and this bumped into it again. He stood up and said, "I'm getting ready."

"Why are you so fascinated?" Han Chengyu followed his gaze, but found nothing, "Where's the child?"

Song Yu said, "What child?"

Han Chengyu: "Cheng Yan."

Song Yu said, "Go home."

Han Chengyu came to this conclusion for some unknown reason: "Are you bullying others?"

Song Yu didn't recognize it: "Why did I bully him?"

Han Chengyu has reason and reason: "I haven't contacted others for so long, this is a chance, can you do nothing?"

"You think I'm you?" Song Yu looked at Tang Jiale with an unnatural expression, "You're the one bullying others, right?"

Han Chengyu raised his hand, put it on Tang Jiale's head, inserted his five fingers into Tang Jiale's hair, and did what Song Yu instinctively did just now, and said boldly, "I admit it."

Tang Jiale raised his hand, knocked out Han Chengyu, avoided him a bit, and warned him with his eyes, Han Chengyu laughed and said nothing.

Cheng Yan sat on the bus and didn't know how to tell Zhao Yibai about this.

Zhao Yibai stopped him from interacting with Song Yu. He was afraid that he would be hurt again and would be slaughtered in Song Yu's place, but despite that emotion, he still liked Song Yu very much. I'm sorry, he is really worthless, but he is I can't help it, he likes Song Yu, he just likes it...

Cheng Yan didn't make any excuses for his heartbeat, Song Yu was too charming, and he couldn't resist this kind of love at the beginning of his life. His once rhetoric was forgotten, Song Yu hooked his fingers at him, and he could not wait to get into his arms. .

Cheng Yan was pulling his hair. He is not calm now, he can't, he can't make a decision. When he wakes up, he will reply to him after a while.

The bus stopped and walked, and some figures came up one after another. After four o'clock, some elementary school children got on the bus, as well as the auntie who was shopping for food, and the parents who picked up the children. The seats were gradually filled. Sitting directly in front of Cheng Yan was a young couple.

The girl was carrying her bag and ice cream in her hand, while the boy was standing aside, grabbing the armrest, and didn't sit down.

"Sit down." The girl said.

"Just three stops, I'll be there soon, I won't sit again." The boy leaned on the armrest and played with his mobile phone. He didn't know what it looked like, so he wore a mask.

"Come." The girl raised her hand and handed over the ice cream. The boy said no, and the girl said coquettishly, "Come on, I can't finish it, do you dislike me?"

As soon as he heard this, the desire to survive came. The boy quickly took off his mask and took a bite of the ice cream. During this process, he noticed the sharp gaze, raised his eyes, and looked through his girlfriend's shoulder, straight The ground and Cheng Yan's eyes met.

When he was discovered, Cheng Yan turned his head awkwardly. He was sitting in the back row, and the seat was not full. Besides him, there were two other young people, but the others were playing on their mobile phones, and he was the only one staring straight at the young couple. ambiguous.

The girl noticed her boyfriend's gaze and turned around. Cheng Yan was like a criminal suspect. He pretended to play with his cell phone and heard the girl say, "What are you looking at?"

The boyfriend said, "Nothing."

Cheng Yan was let go.

At this moment, someone called his name loudly: "Cheng Yan!"

Cheng Yan raised his head and saw Shen Yun and a few girls in their class.

Shen Yun and her sisters walked back, Shen Yun was not stage fright, she could chat anywhere, and said, "Why are you here?"

Shen Yun looked at him up and down, and without waiting for Cheng Yan to explain, she said, "Have you been playing?"

"Um."

"Who did you make an appointment with?" Shen Yun said, "Zhang Zihao and the others didn't arrange it today. Didn't they go online? Zhao Yibai hasn't been here for a few days."

"I didn't practice with them, I practiced myself." Cheng Yan didn't report Song Yu's name. Song Yu was too popular in their school, and he didn't want to cause a commotion.

"Oh, what's the point of practicing by yourself," Shen Yun said, "I will learn basketball next time and play with you."

Cheng Yan couldn't help laughing: "You? I'll graduate when you practice."

"Just kidding, I'm talented, didn't I put in the gym class last time? The teacher still praised me." Shen Yun said proudly.

Several girls found seats one after another and sat down. Shen Yun sat next to Cheng Yan's aisle. Cheng Yan looked at the girls carrying bags and asked, "Where's the shopping? Big bags and small bags."

"I went shopping and bought a pair of shoes," Shen Yun kicked the shoebox beside her feet, "Mary Jane's, with a skirt."

Cheng Yan was as dazed at this as a lipstick, "What is Mary Jane?"

"A style of shoes," said Chen Ziyi, who was sitting behind, "show it to him."

Cheng Yan was really curious, and Shen Yun was also generous, so she took it out and showed him, "Well, that's it."

Cheng Yan looked at the white thick-soled Mary Jane with a strap on the upper, which looked quite delicate and a little literary. Cheng Yan said, "Isn't it heavy?"

"It's not heavy, it's only three centimeters." Shen Yun put the shoes back.

Three centimeters...isn't that heavy?

Cheng Yan and the others all wear flat shoes. He has never worn heightened shoes. He is used to playing and doesn't like those inconvenient decorations. He said, "It's better to wear canvas shoes."

"Let's say you're a straight man," Shen Yun said. "Canvas shoes and skirts don't look good. Oh, I told you that you don't understand. Anyway, you can learn more."

"I understand why, and I don't wear them."

"For future girlfriends."

girlfriend? Straight guy? Shen Yun pierced his heart every sentence, Cheng Yan couldn't help it if he wanted to talk back, he couldn't say that he liked boys on the bus.

Thanks to Chen Yun and the others, Cheng Yan had forgotten the embarrassment of being caught by the young couple. He raised his head again, the couple was ready to get off the bus, and the boy looked back at him when he got off the bus. Cheng Yan frowned. , It's strange, he always has an uncomfortable feeling about this look.

what the hell?

"What are you looking at?" Shen Yun asked.

Cheng Yan retracted his gaze: "No."

Shen Yun said, "This is for you."

Cheng Yan was stuffed with a keychain in his hand, with a pink pig hanging on it. He looked at Shen Yun and said, "Why give me this?"

"Give it to you," Shen Yun said, "I just bought it, I bought two, and I'll give you one more."

"Why buy two?"

"It looks good," Shen Yun said in a whimper, "how cute pigs are."

Chen Ziyi laughed from behind. Cheng Yan didn't know what she was smiling, so he looked at her and Chen Ziyi said, "Just keep it."

Cheng Yan also took it. He was generously sent to him, so he was not cautious. He held it in his hand and said, "Then I'll take it."

"Cover me from now on."

"It's a must." Cheng Yan and Shen Yun said one after another, and the two laughed together when they finished talking, and the carriage was full of youthful air.

When he was about to get out of the car, Cheng Yan suddenly had an idea. He hadn't made a decision yet and needed outside interference. He wanted to ask others' opinions before asking Zhao Yibai, so he suddenly mentioned, "Shen Yun, I'll ask you a question."

Shen Yun said, "Brother, say it."

Cheng Yan laughed: "Little sister, don't do this."

Shen Yun stopped fighting with him and asked him to ask.

Cheng Yan said: "That's it... If you confess to someone, he doesn't agree or refuse, and he also proposes to continue to communicate with you. What do you think... What does he mean?"

"Huh? Who did you confess to?"

"I'm just asking, not me." Cheng Yan explained hastily.

Shen Yun said: "Then what you said is not right. What do you mean by not rejecting but not agreeing, and confessing the other party but not replying? How is this possible."

"It's..." Cheng Yan said, "I didn't give you a clear answer."

"Then is it a statement or not?"

"It doesn't count..." Cheng Yan didn't know whether it counted or not. He said it was a confession, but he didn't say it, saying no, he was doing an ambiguous action.

"I don't understand." Shen Yun was confused, she couldn't blame her, it was Cheng Yan's statement that was wrong, "You make it clear."

As soon as he arrived at the site, Cheng Yan rationalized his thoughts and said, "Don't think too deeply, probably because he knew what I meant, but he didn't give me an answer, and after a while, he suddenly said that he wanted me to continue to communicate with him, What does he mean?"

Chen Ziyi at the back understood it and said, "That must be a drama."

"There's a show?" Cheng Yan turned around.

Chen Ziyi was eating a lollipop, and the spiritual guide usually gave Cheng Yan a clear answer, "Of course there is a drama. If I don't like you, why should I associate with you."

Shen Yun also nodded in agreement.

Cheng Yan was not confident in his eyes: "But if he really likes me, why don't he agree..."

With sharp eyes, Shen Yun asked sharply, "Who did you confess to?"

Cheng Yan raised his head and met Shen Yun's scrutinizing gaze, he said, "I won't tell you."

"Sure enough, it's you!" Shen Yun gathered around, "Tell me, hurry up, I swear I won't tell anyone, I won't tell Chen Ziyi."

Chen Ziyi at the back: "..."

Shen Yun's gossip heart is burning. In youth, who do you like, who likes you, is a topic and fun that will never be outdated.

"Cheng Yanyan, tell me, my mouth is strong..." Shen Yun was very curious, who could refuse Cheng Yan, their class's appearance was so good, the other party was so ruthless.

"No way." Cheng Yan and Shen Yun got into a fight. Once they became entangled, they would not be able to stop for a while. It was mainly Shen Yun who was more entangled. Fortunately, Cheng Yan arrived at the station and quickly got out of the car before escaping. Over a catastrophe.

After getting out of the car, no one was bothering him. Cheng Yan's thoughts gradually became clearer. Shen Yun and Chen Ziyi's suggestions could not be used as a reference.

Song Yu liked him, so she was willing to continue to communicate with him.

So whether this love is based on the relationship between friends or the heart of a lover, he still doesn't know.

No one could give him the answer, but he no longer dared to be sentimental.

Cheng Yan's head is about to explode, why is it so complicated, he now regrets that he exposed his emotions too early, and now he is completely at a disadvantage.

Coincidentally, Song Yu contacted him at this time.

Ask him if he is home.

Cheng Yan glanced at his phone and typed quickly: Do you like me or not...

It felt too reckless to type out, so he deleted it and replied with only two short words: here it is.

When Cheng Yan returned home, he was not in high spirits and lowered his head. He did not stabilize his mood for a while on the way.

As soon as he entered the door, he heard a commotion, he pushed the door closed, raised his eyes, and saw his mother in the living room.

Cheng Ma was squatting in front of a large cardboard box, unpacking it, holding a large pair of scissors in her hand. Cheng Yan didn't know what it was and asked, "Mom, what are you doing?"

Cheng's mother turned around, gave him a look, and said, "your dad bought a refrigerator and just got it."

Cheng Yan asked curiously, "Our refrigerator is broken?"

Cheng Ma said, "it's not cooling much anymore, come and help."

Cheng Yan walked over, went to work, and unpacked it. It was a three-layer double-door refrigerator. It was much bigger than the original one. The front was red. It was just unpacked. It was brand new and beautiful. It took a while to get the power on.

"The original one?" Cheng Yan put the refrigerator in the place where it was before.

"I asked someone to take it away. I bought this with money. Is the power plugged in?" Cheng Ma opened the refrigerator door and began to move the ingredients on the table in.

Before Dad came back, Cheng Yan helped to clean up together. There were a lot of fresh ingredients, and his mother went to stock up again. Cheng Yan took the things and sorted them into categories and placed them according to his mother's requirements.

Seeing Cheng Yan's clothes, Cheng's mother asked, "Do you have a game today?"

Cheng Yan said, "No, the training is over."

Cheng Ma: "Training?"

Cheng Yan said, "Well, the school team trials are coming soon."

Cheng Ma laughed: "You are really persistent."

In front of Cheng Yan was air-conditioned, and the lower layer was filled with meat, dumplings, dumplings, etc., and there were a lot of unopened ones. He arranged them one by one, "Then what should we do?"

Cheng Ma sighed: "you don't eat this meal, why do you have to go in?"

Cheng Yan raised his head, took the quick-frozen dumplings and asked, "Why do you say that?"

Cheng Ma has reason and reason: "Isn't it? You have been playing basketball for so long, why can't you get in now? A technical problem is also a talent problem. If others enter at this time, it means that they are eating this meal. What are you messing with? ?"

Cheng Yan stood up and said in disapproval, "I didn't take it seriously before. Now I want to eat this meal. I'm trying to improve my game."

"What do you mean, you will also enter the CBA in the future and become a professional, like Song Yu?"

Cheng Yan clenched his fists: "Can't you?"

Cheng Ma shook her head: "Come on, I compare you to Song Yu every day, but are you really comparing yourself to others? A lot of things in this world are about talent, I just want to motivate you, not to stimulate you, basketball or something, just play. That's all, you never said you were going this route."

"Then I have changed my mind now. I want to take this path. I have no talent, but many people have no talent. It's not that they can't take this path without talent."

"Then let me ask you," Cheng Ma is also an intellectual, independent, and more experienced. She asked sharply, "Why did you go this way? Because you like basketball? Or do you think this is a way out, do you think? To shine on this road? Or what is your goal? How far to go, small achievements or professional players playing big games?"

His mother asked the same question as Song Yu, but Cheng Yan couldn't answer it quickly, he said guilty: "I don't have such high goals, I haven't figured out the specifics yet..."

Cheng Ma spread her hands: "Look, you are very confused and not firm at all. How can you succeed."

Cheng Yan was speechless, when did he decide to go this route? After getting to know Song Yu, after Song Yu played the game, and after learning about Song Yu's ideals...

Before that, he had been confused.

Cheng Yan stood aside and was slightly ecstatic. Dad came back at this time, disturbing Cheng Yan's thoughts, and said, "It's here so soon, did someone else send it up?"

"They brought it up, how can I make it move." Cheng Ma said.

Dad Cheng came over, took off his coat, came over to watch the new refrigerator, nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at Cheng Yan in a trance next to him, "Is there another game today, boy?"

Cheng Yan raised his face.

Dad Cheng squinted: "This is full of depression, and he was abused by others?"

Cheng Yanhuan raised his hand and said helplessly, "Dad, sometimes I really don't want to be a rebel."

Director Cheng was about to teach the bear child a lesson, Cheng Yan hurriedly ran away, explained a few words, corrected his name, and hid back to the room.

His mother was cooking outside, and he was sitting at the computer desk, holding his chin, his mind was full of his mother's words, and Song Yu's, the exact same questions overlapped.

about his future path in life.

Cheng Yan has never thought about it carefully and specifically, what will he do in the future, how far he will go, and what will happen after he joins the school team? What if don't get in? In fact, he was so persistent in wanting to join the school team because he promised Song Yu, he made an appointment with Song Yu, and he would definitely enter and follow in his footsteps.

Once the two talked about their ideals, Song Yu said that his ideal was to be a professional player, to be able to board a bigger stage, participate in bigger games, and pursue a passionate basketball dream. At that time, Cheng Yan's erratic ideal also followed It was settled down to accompany him to pursue his dreams.

But... what if he really can't catch up with Song Yu?

Cheng Yan was full of enthusiasm before, and he didn't think about this issue. Blind confidence and hard work will definitely pay off, but Song Yu is not a mediocre person, can he keep up? Always?

With a sigh, Cheng Yan spread out his hand, holding the pink pig keychain in his hand, he pondered over the key.

He can't even get into the school team now, and he is still 108,000 miles away. How can he chase him?

No, you can't be so pessimistic, you can't just give up like this, what's the matter? He hasn't put in much action yet, and he was questioned after a few words? Just shaken? This is not Cheng Yan who promised Song Yu to be with him.

Cheng Yan clenched the keychain and became active again, just as Song Yu called him.

Cheng Yan hesitated for a moment, then clicked the answer button.

"Have you thought about it?" Song Yu went straight to the topic without saying a word of nonsense, and several hours have passed.

Cheng Yan paused and said, "How can you ask for a debt like this?"

Song Yu gave a low laugh over there, but unfortunately Cheng Yan couldn't see it. He liked to see Song Yu laugh the most, and he could only imagine through the receiver.

Song Yu said, "Cheng Yan, I care about you very much."

Cheng Yan didn't speak for a long time. He held the keychain in his hand tightly and his ears were soft. He couldn't hear what Song Yu had to say. Such provocative words would easily shake his unsteady will. Cheng Yan said: "You really Can you still accept me?"

Cheng Yan's own voice reverberated in the room, and the phone was coldly pressed against the warm auricle. His eyes were a little nervous, and his voice was a little trembling.

"I've never rejected you, but I've gotten used to you. I'm not very happy without contact."

Regardless of whether Song Yu rejected him or not, Cheng Yan heard that he didn't want to talk about feelings. He didn't understand, Song Yu just didn't want to answer him directly, maybe he had his own considerations, maybe he wanted him as a friend, Instead of wanting to develop into a lover, Cheng Yan really wanted to ask him directly, but Song Yu should have his scruples to avoid it.

"Well," Cheng Yan retracted his arms, and the keyboard on the computer table was dusty, and he gently wiped it away, "Then let's... let's do this first."

Be a friend first, if you need me, I am willing to be your friend. If you don't want me to be your lover, then I'll settle for the next best thing.

There are still many possibilities in life, and many changes in the future. Song Yu's future is bright. Now he is in the graduation season, and he is at a fork in his life. Just wait, wait for him to go to college, wait for him to really. After becoming a professional player, when they are older and their thinking is more mature, they will have a good talk.

There was no sound in the receiver, Cheng Yan was about to hang up, Song Yu called him, and Cheng Yan stopped in time, a warm tone came from the phone, as if Song Yu whispered in his ear, "Cheng Yan, thank you. "

The sudden thanks came, Cheng Yan was stunned for a moment, then laughed lightly, he exhaled, and said to the person on the other end of the phone with relief: "I don't want to force you, in fact, other than that kind of relationship... I I really need a friend like you."

Song Yu didn't speak for a long time.

"Don't think about it, it's good to say it. I was ignorant that day. I'm not good at wine, so don't worry about it," Cheng Yan said apologetically, "But Song Yu, I hope... In the future, when you are clear, give me a precise word, okay?"

He didn't want to wait indefinitely, he didn't know his concerns, but he was willing to be considerate of him and take a step back, for no reason, just because...it was Cheng Yan's heart that moved first.

"Definitely." After Song Yu finished speaking, he felt bad again, and added: "It won't be long at that time."

Cheng Yan smiled: "Okay."

They hung up.

This time, he didn't ask Zhao Yibai's opinion and consent, he made the decision without authorization, he thought... he should make up his own mind.

Song Yu didn't hate him, but he still liked him. There's nothing wrong with putting this relationship on hold for the time being and getting back on the right track first.

Lying on the table, Cheng Yan held the keychain and muttered to himself to the pink pig pendant: "Whatever you say, then be friends first, who told me to hate you so much."

His mother's voice sounded outside. Cheng Yan didn't know what it was, and he couldn't hear it clearly. He put the keychain on the table, stood up and went out the door. The dark cloudy mood finally had a faint dawn.

And Song Yu is different from him.

The lights were not turned on in the room, the curtains blocked the extremely penetrating sunlight, the computer interface on the table stayed on the scarlet screen, and the dazzling red wallpaper was as thick as human blood, which made ordinary people feel uncomfortable red, dyed red. Song Yu's pupils.

He sat in front of the wallpaper, threw his mobile phone aside, a report sheet was spread out in front of him, and the diagnosis results were reflected in his scarlet eyes. Song Yu smashed the paper into pieces, using his five fingers with force, blue veins burst out on his hands.

He raised his eyes, and a pair of fierce eyes slammed into the rich red wallpaper and merged into it. The mixture of excitement and agitation devoured his calm heart.