"Speaking of Fuci, do you know the prayer of the art department? Even if the two are not in the same major, they have always been inseparable, and they have a very good relationship, and..."

"Prayers look better than words!!"

After she finished speaking, she patted her thigh, turned her eyes, and was caught off guard by the aisle next to her. She just took out a mask from her schoolbag and was about to put it on.

He held a black mask in his slender and slender hands. Comparing the two, Qi Yan's skin was dazzlingly white. At this time, his arms were slightly raised, and the mask covered half of his face. Up there were thick and long eyelashes and bright and warm eyes. Delicate and picturesque.

The girl stayed for a moment, and after recognizing the person, she almost jumped up from her position, "Prayer?! You're not in the front row?"

Given the relationship between the two, it was not reasonable for Fu Ci not to reserve a seat for Qi Yan.

After she finished speaking, she realized that her tone seemed to be too familiar, and she quickly restrained, "Hello, I'm Hu Yao, a freshman in the Department of Computer Science."

Out of courtesy, Qi Yan put the mask back and nodded, "Hello."

The boy's voice is slightly soft, reminiscent of the gurgling water in the south of the Yangtze River, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

Hu Yao blushed suddenly and summoned up her courage, "Excuse me, can you add your contact information?"

Compared with the warm and public speech, she actually prefers quiet and restrained prayers. It seems to be easy to get along with. The other party should not reject her, right?

But before she could take out her phone, she heard Qi Yan speak, "Sorry."

Simple two words, but for no reason people perceive the sense of distance.

As usual, Hu Yao might still be able to joke and say a few words, but now, she just took back her phone angrily and didn't speak any more.

The other party's rejection was too straightforward, and even her voice became slightly colder, so she didn't need to be so ignorant.

However, she couldn't help but glance at it from the corner of her eye.

The other party was sitting in the basketball hall full of people, with a light expression on his face and a slightly cold temperament, which was out of tune with the noisy environment around him. She could even see the other party frown at the moment when he was cheering around.

Before she could take her eyes back, a dazzling red basketball uniform came into sight, separated between her and Qi Yan.

"Classmate, it's not a good habit to peek."

The voice came from above with a little smile. Fu Ci, who was still on the court just now, came to the audience area at halftime, and walked to the back row precisely to find Qi Yan.

He only said these words and didn't look at Hu Yao again. Instead, he leaned over and hooked the schoolbag beside the seat of Qiyan, and pulled his wrist, "Let's go, I've reserved a seat for you in the front row."

I don't know if it was because Fu Ci had just finished playing the ball, and the temperature of his palms was hot and fell on Qi Yan's cool skin, which made his heart beat inexplicably faster, and he wanted to break away, "No, the view here is okay. "

Qi Yan didn't know how many people Fu Ci came up from the bottom to attract attention. He only knew that if he was led along the way by Fu Ci, he would definitely be taken pictures and screenshots and sent to the school forum afterwards, attracting unnecessary attention. gossip.

Fu Ci doesn't care about these remarks, but he can't.

Looking at the words on the Internet that knocked him and Fu Ci CP, he only felt that the deepest secret in his heart was made public, but the other party had an indifferent attitude, and would pull him to see the intimate photos of the two of them that were secretly photographed.

At this time, his heart is not the taste.

Yes, he likes to give speeches, since high school.

But Fu Ci didn't realize anything, and only regarded him as his best friend.

Fu Ci noticed his movement, he held it tighter, leaned over and whispered in his ear: "I kindly came to save you, but you still refuse?"

The warm breath brushed over the auricle, causing Qi Yan to turn back to avoid this sudden intimacy.

Qi Yan understood what he said, it should be that Hu Yao asked him to contact him before, but somehow Fu Ci saw it.

Thinking of this person's consistent style, if he should not, he can immediately pursue the bottom line, weigh the two, he still chooses to compromise.

"I was there, let go of your hand."

He can walk by himself.

Fu Ci tutted, and regretfully let go of his hand, and sighed, "As expected, when I grow up, I'm born."

In the past, the two ate and slept together in high school, and then went to the same university. Fu Ci thought this would make their relationship closer, but Qi Yan seemed not used to continuing to have close physical contact with him. all hide.

But it's okay, pray to hide, he just chases.

The corners of Fu Ci's mouth were raised, and he was about to take Qi Yan's shoulder, but was avoided by the person who discovered it in advance.

Qi Yan whispered: "Don't make trouble."

After he finished speaking, he took the lead and walked to the front row, Fu Ci immediately followed, and persevered to take his shoulder.

After the two left, Hu Yao thought deeply, "I know the relationship between the two is good, but I didn't expect them to be so good."

Fu Ci could even remember the prayers in the middle of playing. The battle was so intense in the first half. Fu Ci, as the main force of the team, did not rest, and even went so far to bring people there.

This feeling is truly enviable.

But she talked for a long time, but the little sister next to her didn't answer. She turned her eyes and saw the other party reluctantly looking at the direction where Qi Yan was leaving, and muttered to herself: "I agree with what you said, and Qi Yan laughed, but it's really true. nice."

Hu Yao was stunned for a while, and followed his gaze.

Qi Yan walked side by side with Fu Ci. The sense of distance that had lingered all over the body had long since subsided, and the whole person looked warm and harmless. At this time, he tilted his head slightly, revealing a beautiful profile face, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and the smile was helpless, but And with silent indulgence.

When he arrived at the reserved seat in the front row, Qi Yan just said hello to the people from the surrounding team, and was pressed down by Fu Ci and sat on the seat, while the other party unzipped his schoolbag and took it from the inside. Get a pack of wipes.

Qiyan thought he was sweating while playing and wanted to wipe it, but the other party tore the package open, but raised his hand to put it on his face.