Extra (II)

In April, the sound of a basketball hitting the floor and going into the hoop resonates through the court.

"These freshman and sophomores are just more lively." Coming out of the school building, the class president stretched and said to his buddies around him, "What do you say? Go down to the cafeteria?"

"Yeah, let's go to that Szechuan restaurant from last time, it's spicy enough."

"Just to be clear don't dunk me, I've got a big book to do in the game tonight."

"Shit, like anyone wouldn't pay for it."

Nine warriors launched a new data piece, the game fever soared, many old players have returned, and their group of people also meet to go to the new area to open up, but also set up a new gang.

After they finished talking, Xiang Huaizhi withdrew his eyes from the basketball court, "You guys go ahead, I won't go."

The squad leader asked, "Why?"

"Why else," the boy next to him laughed, "someone else's boyfriend is waiting at home."

"No, he's playing basketball." To Huaizhi stops at the entrance to the basketball court, "Gone."

He didn't hide the fact that he was in love with Huaizhi, and later brought Jing Huan to have dinner with them.

In this day and age, same-sex relationships are not uncommon. Everyone was shocked at first, then at a loss for words of blessing, and after three rounds of drinks, they began to interrogate.

Jing Huan laughed as he answered, speaking with some reservation, so everyone was just listening to the fun.

Xiang Huaizhi sat beside Jing Huan, occasionally interjecting a word or two, and finally covering Jing Huan's cup to prevent him from drinking.

"Who would have thought ......" The class president looked in the direction toward Huaizhi's departure and lamented, "that the male god of our academy would fall in love."

The court was already full, so Huaizhi headed toward the far end of the court and found Jing Huan, who had just finished a backward shot from a jump. The hem of his jersey swayed in the wind, revealing an inch of his pale, lean, narrow waist.

The ball bobbled around the basket and fell into the net.

Jing Huan raised his lips proudly, wiped the sweat from his mouth with the back of his hand, gave Gao Zixiang a high-five, and then returned to his defensive position, bent over with his hands on his knees, waiting for his opponent to kick off.

Theirs was the most crowded court. The boys who were tired of playing sat on the stone chairs next to the court and watched the game. Jing Huan had just scored a goal, and the boy on the right side of the chair with his legs stretched out whistled at him.

Jing Huan glanced along with the sound, not even a second in the process, before retracting his eyes and catching the ball thrown by his teammate.

The boy was shaken by the look and smiled rather amusedly, pulling out his cell phone and turning on the camera, just focusing on the people in the stadium-

"Put it away if you don't want to change your cell phone."

The boy's movements lurched, turned around to see the person behind him, locked the screen resentfully, and called out, "Senior."

Jing Huan scores another goal, and Lu Wenhao passes him and says, "There goes your loyal fan again?"

He was referring to the boy who whistled.

Jing Huan was a bit impatient when it came to him. The boy also knew about his sexual orientation somewhere and said that he was also Gay and was isolated because of his sexual orientation and wanted to make friends with him.

Jing Huan is not cold, it is really that person is too annoying, every day in WeChat to find him to chat some ambiguous words, once met in the cafeteria, but also want to come up to ride his waist, Jing Huan almost on the spot to do it.

"Bullshit fans." Jing Huan said.

Lu Wenhao : "I just looked like he was taking pictures of you with his cell phone."

Jing Huan sniffed, cursed "grass" and threw the ball to Lu Wenhao.

Lu Wenhao: "What for?"

"Punching People ......"

Jing Huan turned around with a black face, wanting to go after the boy, but he saw that the right side of the stone chair was already empty, only Xiang Huaizhi was left standing beside the stone chair, looking at him with a smile on his face.

Jing Huan's expression changed in an instant.

Lu Wenhao startled, came up to drag him: "Do not ah, you really want to beat is out of the school to beat, in case of disciplinary action how to do ...... what are you laughing at?"

Jing Huan cleared his throat, "Nope, you guys fight."

"For real?" Lu Wenhao said, "Let's do it together, with your small body, in case you can't beat it ......"

"Can't beat shit." Jing Huan said, "Families come and go."

Lu Wenhao followed his line of sight and was speechless.

KAM, salty carrot.

As soon as the man came to himself, Xiang Huaizhi handed over the water.

Jing Huan gulped down two sips and got comfortable, "When did it come?"

"Just now," said Huaizhi, "you were backing up to hit a shot."

Jing Huan said, "Did you see that three-pointer back there? Isn't your boyfriend handsome?"

"Cool."

Jing Huan was satisfied. He screwed on the cap and looked around.

To Huaizhi: "What are you looking for?"

"Nothing," Jing Huan said succinctly as she squeezed a towel to wipe her sweat, "a douche bag."

To Huaizhi took the towel in his hand, Jing Huan immediately said, "Dirty ......".

"Been bugging you long?" Xiang Huaizhi folded the towel over his face and inclined his head to rub the back of his neck.

Jing Huan froze, "You saw him?"

"Uh-huh."

"It hasn't been a long ...... week. He was making himself look pretty bad before, so I took pity on him and added him as a friend."

To Huaizhi hmmm, dropping the towel, "Go eat."

Returning home from dinner, Jing Huan sees Huaizhi's reflection in the elevator door.

To Huaizhi Dropped his eyelids, his eyebrows furrowed very lightly.

Jing Huan only then inclined his head afterward, "Brother ...... you won't be angry, right?"

The elevator door opens, and Huaizhi steps out towards it, "Hmm."

Jing Huan was stunned in place for a few seconds, and busily chased after him.

"No, I really thought he was just looking for me to make friends at first," Jing Huan said, "and then he told me something that was not true, and I immediately pulled the plug on him, if you don't believe me you can check ...... "

Xiang Huaizhi looked at the cell phone he handed up and lost his smile, "I'm not mad at you."

Jing Huan didn't understand, "Then why are you angry?"

Huaizhi was silent for a moment.

"I don't know," he sighed after a long time, "I don't want anyone else to like you ...... Am I being petty to say that?"

Jing Huan stared at him for a moment.

To Huaizhi: "I'll try to ...... in the future"

Before he could say a word, Jing Huan hooked her arm around his neck and kissed him.

"It's quite petty ......" Jing Huan reddened and stifled a laugh, "I also don't want other people to like you, and I'm not happy to even look at you one more time. We share the same with each other, don't say anything about anyone."

To Huaizhi, I feel like returning his kiss.

Just as he lowered his head, he heard the sound of a door opening from next door, so he froze his movement in mid-air, then turned to open his own door.

Jing Huan was so sweaty that as soon as he entered the house, he took off his clothes and went to take a shower.

Toward Huaizhi changed into a thin t-shirt and sat down in front of the computer, the two accounts had been hanging out in Peng Lai's fairyland all afternoon and had received quite a few messages.

He was just about to clear the message board when his cell phone at the table suddenly rang and the screen lit up.

[Queen Mother: Don't ever talk nonsense again. You've never even been in love, how do you know you don't like girls?]

[Queen Mother: Or do you have a favorite?]

[Queen Mother: Male?]

Huaizhi was stunned for a few seconds before he realized that it was Jing Huan's cell phone.

Although she only saw Jing's mom's reply, Xiang Huaizhi had already guessed what message Jing Huan had sent earlier.

The screen dimmed and Xiang Huaizhi lit up his phone again, the knot in his throat rolling, light rippling in his drooping eyes.

To Huaizhi, he once said that it's too early to come out of the closet and meet the parents, so there's no need to rush.

In fact, it's not that simple. Instead of leaving it to explode at some point in the future, it's better to take it slowly and boil a frog in warm water.

So the day after he said that, he tried to mention something to his mom about his sexuality.

Xiang Huaizhi wanted to take care of his own family before accompanying Jing Huan to face another storm.

But he realized that Jing Huan's mind seemed to be colliding with his.

When Jing Huan came out of the shower, Xiang Huaizhi was leaning back in his chair, holding the mouse in his hand.

Jing Huan rubs her hair, "What's up ......"

Raising his eyes to Huaizhi, he reached out to him, "Come here."

Jing Huan raised an eyebrow and stepped to his side.

Say to Huaizhi, "Sit up."

Jing Huan sat face to face on Huaizhi's lap and kissed him for a moment before looking up uncomfortably and cooing, "What's the matter with you ...... The chair isn't going to break, is it?"

The water from the ends of Jing Huan's hair soaked a few pieces of Huaizhi's t-shirt, and Huaizhi lifted his hand and twirled his hair.

"Nothing much, like you, want to kiss you."

Jing Huan's heart beat wildly and froze, "Oh ...... then you can kiss it."

Afraid of falling, they pressed close, Jing Huan dropping his head to kiss him dutifully, to Huaizhi's palm pressing against his back through his shirt.

It was Chun Xiao's WeChat call that finally broke the kiss.

Jing Huan That's when he remembered that they'd made an early appointment with the gang for twenty big books and couldn't be pigeon-holed.

On the second day after moving in with Huaizhi, Jing Huan bought a new computer desk and computer, two computers next to each other, close to each other and without interfering with the operation.

Jing Huan was blinded by kisses as soon as he got out of the shower, and only slowly raised his hand and ran a couple of handfuls through his hair when he sat back down with Huaizhi.

After logging in to your account with Huaizhi, team up with two people and head to the Replica Messenger.

He swept the end of his eyes and saw Jing Huan browsing the Nine Heroes forum.

Jing Huan rolls the mouse wheel and mutters, "Why are these people so weird."

Say to Huaizhi, "What's wrong?"

"Ah? No, it's just ......" Jing Huan frowned, "Didn't the people in the forums used to scold me all day long, saying that I acted whiny, that I was flirty, and that I was shameless."

Jing Huan paused, "But after the live broadcast that day, no one scolded me."

More than that, he didn't scold him.

And that he's cute, brave and daring enough to pursue love ......

There are even posts analyzing how he and Xiang Huaizhi met, how he pursued Xiang Huaizhi, and when Xiang Huaizhi's heart was moved ......

That post was twelve pages long!

This group is so boring.

He is even more boring, he as a party, the twelve pages of the post all the fucking chase, and at the end of the owner of the "asfnc123" surrendered all of their own nutrient fluid.

Jing Huan closed the web page and was about to concentrate on his next book when his eyes swept over a certain HOT post.

[心向往之x小 Tian Jing [同人]之慢慢喜欢你 by-asfnc123

"?"

Seeing the familiar owner's name, Jing Huan couldn't resist moving his finger and clicked in.

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That night, as usual, the players of Nine Warriors were swiping quests, spending money, and filling the chat channels with bragging rights.

Until a speaker popped up from the bottom of the screen - the

[全服喇叭]心向之：叨扰. I don't know which player serialized my wife and I's homoeroticism in the forums, and I would like to say that posting and creating is your freedom, but I hope that people don't make up too many ambiguous bits of me and other players in the text.

[全服喇叭]心向往之：He's not easy to coax when he's angry, sympathize with me, thanks.

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