Chapter 43

Song Yu took Cheng Yan to the infirmary.

There was a hospital bed in the infirmary, Song Yu put him on the bed, Cheng Yan let out a "hiss", the doctor picked up medical equipment and medicines to clean his wound, pressed his fingers on Cheng Yan's leg, and exerted a little force Pinch it and ask him if it hurts.

Cheng Yan nodded.

Song Yu stood beside him, watching Cheng Yan's painful journey, staring at his twisted facial features, he clenched his fists tightly.

"Lighten up..." Cheng Yan grabbed the sheet and said with a slight trembling, "It hurts."

The doctor's movements softened a little. The bottles and jars in the infirmary were piled up together. Cheng Yan didn't know what medicine the doctor gave him.

The doctor looked at the clothes on his body and knew that he fell while playing, and told him to pay attention. The wound was quite scary, and it was a terrible sport.

"Is it alright? I feel much better." Cheng Yan asked anxiously after the doctor treated his wound.

"What are you doing?" The doctor looked at him seriously, not to mention the headache, and said, "Wait a minute, it's serious."

"It's not serious, it doesn't hurt so much anymore," Cheng Yan looked at Song Yu, "Song Yu, it doesn't hurt."

Song Yuli ignored him, stood aside and watched with cold eyes, his attitude was very clear, and it was useless for Cheng Yan to say anything.

"Don't think about returning to the arena, just be honest." Song Yu said.

"It's still two points away! It's only two points away! I beg you, let me go back, it's over soon!" Cheng Yan stretched his legs to the ground and was about to get out of bed. Just as the doctor was about to scold him, Song Yu walked over .

He grabbed Cheng Yan's thigh and pinched his flesh with displeasure in his eyes: "Don't let me say it a second time."

Cheng Yan did not dare to move.

Song Yu put Cheng Yan's leg back, and the injured knee was tightly wrapped with gauze. Song Yu turned over his arm and said with dark eyes, "Doctor, his arm is also injured."

The doctor came over again. Fortunately, the injury to his knee was not serious, and the doctor cleaned him up.

Cheng Yan raised his head, still begging: "Will you let me go back... Can I just go up for a minute?"

"No." Song Yu coldly refused, staring at the two places where he was injured, he quickly looked away and clenched his hands.

Cheng Yan's game was called off just like that.

When Song Yu returned to the field, the ball game had already continued, and it was the next group of games.

When he returned to his position, Han Cang asked if the others were okay.

Song Yu shook his head.

"Which group won?" Song Yu asked.

"Did you say the last one?" Han Cang said, "The last one was Dingpu's team. It's a pity. The coach likes a student in the losing group. Now there's no chance."

Song Yu looked at the figure running in the arena, and her mind was already drifting away.

The game that the third class had been preparing for so long ended in this form. Many people felt that it was a pity that they did not see a comeback against the wind. Because of an accident, this game ended like this. Both sides felt uncomfortable. One is a failure.

But fortunately, their strength has been recognized, and no one will say that this team is a weak chicken. The counterattack in the second half played beautifully, although the ending was not perfect.

The students in Class 3 gradually withdrew from the arena, frustrated and lost. The girls came to show their concern, and the boys also spoke to comfort, saying that there will be opportunities in the future.

Guan Di said, "It's all my fault. If Cheng Yan was there, he should be able to make a comeback."

He made up for it, but the final result was unsatisfactory. Guan Di blamed himself. He didn't want to bear such a lot of pressure, but accidents were always so unavoidable.

"I don't blame you, it's because the opponent is too dirty." Zhang Zihao said, after watching the video replay, many people on the sidelines were spit at him. That person was obviously attacking Cheng Yan, and his fake actions could not hide the fact that he hurt people maliciously.

"I'm really dissatisfied with their win," Zhang Teng said. "If they didn't play dirty, we would definitely be able to make a comeback. Maybe Cheng Yan would have a chance to join the school team. I'm so fucking...fuck."

Shen Yun ran over from one side and shouted, "Zhao Yibai, are you going to see Cheng Yan?"

Zhao Yibai, who had not spoken all the time, raised his head and nodded: "Well."

"I'll go with you." Shen Yun joined the team.

Guan Di said, "What do we do now? How do we tell him?"

They all knew that Cheng Yan was eager to win, otherwise he would not have played so fiercely in the second half. Now that this is the result, none of them could speak to Cheng Yan, telling him that all his efforts were in vain, and that he would not be able to join the school team this year.

"What else can I do? Can you hide it?" Zhao Yibai said, this matter has to be a showdown, and it can't be hidden, and it can't be hidden. If you lose, you lose.

The whole school witnessed.

A few people came to the infirmary. Cheng Yan had not left, and the doctor was there. Seeing them come in, Cheng Yan excitedly said, "What's the result?"

Shen Yun walked over and said, "Are you alright?"

Cheng Yan didn't care about his injury, grabbed Zhao Yibai's wrist, and asked anxiously, "Did you win?"

Zhao Yibai couldn't bear it, Cheng Yan's longing stare, he really didn't want to tell him the result, but he couldn't hide it, he was doomed to be disappointed, Zhao Yibai shook his head.

Cheng Yan's hand loosened.

There was a sense of despair in the infirmary.

Shen Yun spoke first, breaking the lowness, "Cheng Yan, we still have a chance, next year... next year we will definitely win!"

Zhao Yibai, who knew why he had to join the school team, remained silent. In everyone's eyes, next year was an opportunity, and he could enter the next year, but Cheng Yan wasn't chasing his basketball dream, he was chasing the people inside. People can't wait for the next year.

"What I promised you before is still counted," Zhang Teng never makes these false claims, big boys pay attention to being casual, but this time, seeing Cheng Yan working so hard, he was also a little touched. If Cheng Yan didn't give up the opportunity to perform, he would They do their best under the rebound, they don't have so many ball rights, they don't get that much attention, let alone performance, "I won't play games in the future, I'll be on call, I'll practice as long as you want. Accompany you."

"And me and me," Guan Di said. "I tried not to be a substitute. I trained my skills and played with you on the court."

There is a lot of noise in the infirmary, whose fault is this? Everyone blames themselves. In fact, Cheng Yan knows that it has nothing to do with them, nor is it his fault. He forced everyone to accompany him to practice and accompany him on the court. It was he who put so much pressure on everyone. He should not bring his own selfishness to his classmates and his team.

This is the result that he should bear, and they have done their best.

"If you lose, you lose," Cheng Yan raised his head and said with a smile, "It's okay."

"Really?" Shen Yun pinched his cheek, "Your expression is even uglier than crying."

Cheng Yan pushed her hand away, sighed, and said, "We've done our best, we'll admit if we lose, and I won't practice in the future. I'm really not strong enough to get into the basketball team, we can do whatever we want. , don't argue."

so tired.

Force yourself, force everyone.

Maybe this is his ending. He is destined to fail to catch up with Song Yu. This is also God's intention. He doesn't want him to join the school team. He resigns to fate.

"Cheng Yan, are you alright?" Zhang Zihao and Shen Yun looked at each other, both worried, "Don't be impatient, we can practice with you..."

"No." Cheng Yan leaned on the pillow behind him, "I just feel very tired, I want to rest."

Zhao Yibai looked at him, Cheng Yan kept his smiling face strong, and told them it was all right, let's all leave, his injury is no problem, Zhao Yibai stopped a few people and whispered, "You go back first."

No class, after the game, you can go back to the dormitory directly.

Everyone saw that Cheng Yan was in a bad mood and didn't insist on staying. Knowing that he must still be sad in his heart, he patted Zhao Yibai on the shoulder, gave him the heavy responsibility, and left the infirmary one after another.

After everyone left, Zhao Yibai sat on the edge of the bed, folded his hands together, and said, "Want to cry?"

Cheng Yan wiped the corner of his eyes: "I'm not that hypocritical."

Zhao Yibai let out a soft laugh: "I don't know about your glass heart? Cry, anyway, I've lost all the shame in front of me."

Cheng Yan's dark history is not uncommon for him. From childhood to adulthood, he still wants to maintain a bright and beautiful image? It is absolutely impossible here in Zhao Yibai.

"Go away, you're annoying." Cheng Yan still didn't look at him.

Zhao Yibai laughed. He recalled the scene on the field, looked at Cheng Yan and said, "Actually, I think...you don't need to join the school team."

Cheng Yan turned around.

Zhao Yibai said: "I can understand that you joined the school team before, but now, you don't necessarily need such an opportunity."

Cheng Yan: "What do you mean?"

Zhao Yibai: "Don't you understand?"

"Know what?"

Zhao Yibai did not avoid the doctor, looked at Cheng Yan and said, "Song Yu likes you."

Cheng Yan lowered his head: "Just a little bit."

Zhao Yibai shook his head: "No, he likes you very much."

Cheng Yan himself didn't think that Song Yu liked him to the expression "very", but he felt from Song Yu's performance that at least Song Yu didn't hate him, at least he liked him a little, but it was by no means the so-called "I like him very much". ", this is a big gap, he doesn't know how Zhao Yibai came to such a conclusion.

"Before I thought it was impossible for you to be with him, but today, I think I was wrong," Zhao Yibai said deeply: "Maybe he has always liked you, I don't know, but his behavior when you were injured was not something he liked at all. reaction."

The moment Song Yu hugged Cheng Yan, there was a lot of commotion around him, but he didn't care. He reprimanded him in front of so many people, checked the camera, and returned Cheng Yan's justice. The responsibility of the deputy team, then he defended Cheng Yan in front of the whole school, and how should he explain why he left with Cheng Yan in his arms?

They haven't made it public yet, not many people know their relationship, a boy hugging another boy, this is not a decent behavior in the eyes of others, he didn't even think about it, no matter what others would guess, he just held it openly Cheng Yan left.

Zhao Yibai was a little surprised to know the tricks of the two of them, let alone others.

Just on the way, Shen Yun was asking, saying that Song Yu was so strange, how could she have such a reaction, and asked him if Song Yu had any other relationship with Cheng Yan, Shen Yun felt that something was wrong, and the speculations of others on the sidelines were even more serious. Needless to say.

"So it doesn't matter whether you can join the school team or not." Zhao Yibai said thoughtfully, changing the way of getting along with Cheng Yan, and a few words calmed Cheng Yan's mood.

Cheng Yan fell silent, he cared too much about the game, even though he felt a little uncomfortable when Song Yu hugged him at first, so many cameras were still in front of the whole school, and in a major game, the act of hugging him was also not enough. It's too close. Normal boys support each other. Song Yu's behavior is like a couple's expression. For example, "What's wrong with me hugging my girlfriend?" "What's your opinion when I hug my boyfriend?" is normal, It's just too much intimacy between couples.

But Cheng Yan didn't pay much attention at that time. He only cared about the pain and the competition, and didn't pay attention to how shameful and weird he must be when he was held in his arms in public.

A blush crept into Cheng Yan's ear, moved by Zhao Yibai's words, recalling that scene, where is the camera? He really wanted to see how intimate that action looked to others.

"Don't you feel embarrassed when he hugs you?" Zhao Yibai stared at his blushing ears, his wickedness came up, and reminded him, "That's the princess hug."

"I don't know." Cheng Yan turned his face away, what princess hug? It's just a hug, nothing else, nothing...

"If you want me, I'll die," Zhao Yibai teased, "Song Yu is so direct, I really doubt that when the two of you are alone together...will it catch fire?"

"He's not direct," Cheng Yan said, clutching the sheets, and then lowered his eyes, shy and had to complain, "He never kissed me..."

"Click."

The door sounded.

Zhao Yibai and Cheng Yan raised their heads. There was a man standing in the infirmary with his trouser pockets in his pockets. Zhao Yibai and Cheng Yan stared at Song Yu in a daze.

The doctor didn't know when to go out.

Song Yu didn't know when he came in.

It was as if he had been standing there for a long time.

listened to it for a long time.

Cheng Yan grasped the sheet under his hand, his face full of fear, panic, and shame.

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