Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 160 Wait for him! (seeking subscription)
"I, say, shallow, shallow..."

One gasp and one word, Yuan Caiyi was sweating profusely on the track and field in the early summer evening.

"Huh? You, think, say, what, what?"

Gasping for breath and saying a word, beside the sweaty Yuan Caiyi, Yun Shuqian was not much better.

The two of them had already run two laps. The track and field was still very hot at dusk, and the girl's fair and delicate face had turned crimson. When she sweated, she could produce a faint fragrance, especially the sweat from her neck to her collarbone. The crystal clear under the sun really makes people want to bury their face in it and smell it.

"I can't, I can't."

Yuan Caiyi stopped, bent over and supported his knees.

Yun Shuqian had no choice but to stop, raised the back of her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, and looked at the basketball court from a distance, trying to find someone.

"I said Qianqian, huh~huh~ can you stop pulling me for a run every time Song Jiamu goes to play?"

"Huh~ Exercise, exercise, it has nothing to do with him, and my physical strength is also very poor."

"But for the matter between a man and a woman, as long as there is one person with good physical strength, that's enough, huh~"

"... Caiyi! Perverted perverted!"

"Don't pretend, you obviously understand it too."

"I was spoiled by you!"

Yun Shuqian patted her angrily, and the two girls were laughing.

"I stopped running, I was exhausted and my clothes were wet."

"Then let's rest."

"No, I'm going back to the dormitory to take a shower."

"Ah, so early."

When she heard that Yuan Caiyi was leaving, Yun Shuqian panicked. No one was running with her, so she felt embarrassed running with a girl.

"Go to the stadium and wait for Song Jiamu."

Yuan Caiyi also saw Song Jiamu playing on the other side of the court. Every time he played, Yun Shuqian would drag her to run.

"He didn't like me waiting for him at the pitch."

"He said it himself?"

Yun Shuqian pursed her lips, and muttered: "When we were young, we often went home together. When he was playing, I would go to the court to wait for him, but when others laughed at him, he told me not to wait for him, but let me play on my own. gone back."

"You said it yourself, it was when I was a child, and the boys at that time were all childish ghosts."

Yuan Caiyi laughed and said: "Listen to me, it is guaranteed to be different now. If you go to the stadium and wait for him to go home together, he will definitely feel honored."

"...Really?" Yun Shuqian hesitated.

"I don't know you yet, but you just want to cling to him all day long, right?"

"No."

"Because I was afraid that I would cling to him like before and be rejected by him, so I didn't dare to cling to him, hee, my mouth is hard and my heart is soft!"

"No, no!"

"Oh, it's the tone of a guilty conscience."

"..."

"In short, you listened to me right, you go to the stadium and wait for him, and wait for him to go home with him in a fair manner. He absolutely loves you to death."

"...Then, Caiyi, can you go with me?"

"Okay, but if you think about it, if I go with you, the effect will be greatly reduced."

"...Then Caiyi, you should go back and take a shower!"

"Hey, it's true that when you have a man, you forget about your girlfriends, tsk tsk."

"Don't talk nonsense!"

The two girls were laughing and joking, and Yuan Caiyi walked around the track and field with her. When they approached the basketball court, Song Jiamu, who was playing with Zhang Sheng and the others, became clearly visible.

"Then tomorrow's shooting will be left to you. Now that I think about it, I think Song Jiamu's shots will be shot by you, and the effect may really be better than mine."

"What?"

"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, you should be better at capturing Song Jiamu's details than me."

"...The first half of the sentence is unnecessary."

Yuan Caiyi smiled and said: "Then I will take the shots where you two appear together, and the effect is absolutely awesome."

"And why?"

"I'm eating your dog food. I should be better at capturing the details of love dog food than you two."

"...The first half of the sentence is unnecessary."

"Not to mention, after running for a walk and sweating all over, I feel that the whole person is different."

Yuan Caiyi stretched her waist, her chest rose and fell proudly.

Looking at Yun Shuqian, she had no choice but to comfort herself. Fortunately, she is relatively young, and she can see her toes when she lowers her head. Otherwise, when Song Jiamu hugged her in the gazebo just now, the middle of the two of them would have been crowded. Let him take advantage.

"I'm leaving, go find your Song Jiamu."

"I, I'll go with you."

"Don't wait for him?"

"no……"

The girl's face was a little red, she whispered: "I'll go to the convenience store to buy him a bottle of water."

……

At dusk in early summer, sparrows fluttered through the twilight, and the noise of the stadium echoed in the sky.

In a corner of the campus where there are basically all boys, a girl with a small bag and water bottle on her shoulders and a bottle of pulsating drink in both hands walked through the group of tall boys and came to one of the basketball courts stand still.

Her face was a little red, and when she was walking, she lowered her head slightly, and she could clearly feel many curious eyes cast on her.

Such a beautiful girl, with her petite figure and fluttering long hair, is particularly incompatible with the sweaty basketball court.

But precisely because of her appearance, the hot-blooded stadium seemed to be instantly softened by this kind of gentleness, and there was a soft fragrance in the air.

My God, what a beautiful girl is this, and what bastard's lover is this?
The wolves were searching for the traitor hidden among them, not from this court, nor from this court... because when this girl passed by these courts, she didn't stop, and she didn't even glance at the other boys playing.

Until in the upper right corner of a certain court, the girl stood still outside the boundary line, holding the pulsating drink in her hands tightly, she raised her head and boldly looked at a certain boy in this half of the court.

"Jiamu! The squad leader is here to find you!"

"Oh! Terrible!"

"Squad leader, are you here to find Song Jiamu?!"

Sure enough, Yun Shuqian immediately heard the monkey calls from Zhang Sheng's boys, and her face turned even redder. She felt so ashamed, she just wanted to turn around and run away.

It was good to have Yuan Caiyi by his side, but when he came to the stadium alone to wait for him after school, the gazes of this large group of boys immediately made the atmosphere extremely ambiguous.

Her heart was beating a little fast. I don't know if Song Jiamu really liked it, or would it be like when she was a child, so she wouldn't have to come again?
While she was thinking wildly—in fact, she had been standing on the edge of the court for less than three seconds, Song Jiamu immediately passed the ball in his hand, and ran towards her with an excited face.

He was dripping with sweat, and when he stood still in front of Yun Shuqian, a scorching wind blew in his face, and the wind was mixed with his smell.

The sweat on his face wet his bangs, his Adam's apple rolled, and beads of sweat slid down his neck, crossed his collarbone, and stained the jersey on his chest.

"want to go back home?"

Although he was a little excited, panting, and his heart was beating fast, he still controlled the volume and asked this sentence in a gentle voice.

Many times, he feels that Yun Shuqian is not gentle, after all, she is a hot girl, but when she appears in such a passionate stadium, she immediately gives people a feeling of extreme gentleness, small and exquisite She is so tender, as if a light pass can knock her down, it's probably that soft.

"Ah?" The girl was a bit delayed, and then asked after a while.

"Want to go home?" Song Jiamu asked again with the same tone, as if this was the first time.

"No no."

Yun Shuqian shook her head and said, "I, I just passed by to have a look, you go to play, I'll just take a look here."

"In that case, help me look at the bag."

Song Jiamu ran under the basketball hoop, took out his bag from a pile of schoolbags, ran to Yun Shuqian and handed it to her.

Yun Shuqian hugged his backpack so that she wouldn't feel embarrassed when she was holding something.

The key point was his backpack. When she held his backpack, she seemed to declare her sovereignty and told everyone on the court that I was here to find him and wait for him!

"Hey, I brought you water." Yun Shuqian put one arm around his backpack, and handed him the pulse with the other hand.

"You're so kind." Song Jiamu unscrewed the cap, stood in front of her, and gulped down half the bottle with his head raised.

"Please transfer the money, five yuan for a bottle." While he was still drinking, Yun Shuqian made an evil voice.

Song Jiamu couldn't hold back all of a sudden, choked and coughed so badly.

"No way! Are you so stingy? Isn't it four dollars and five!"

"Hmph, otherwise you think I bought it for you specially. The fifty cents is for me to help you run errands and read your schoolbag."

"Then I'll transfer 520 yuan to you later, covering the cost of buying water and looking after your bag for me for four years in college."

The girl's pretty face flushed, she felt embarrassed to pat him in front of so many people, and snorted, "Get out."

Song Jiamu returned to the court. He didn't know whether it was the effect of the pulsation or her gentleness. In short, he seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, and his combat effectiveness immediately improved a lot.

Every time he scored a goal, he would immediately look at the girl standing obediently over there.

He knew that Yun Shuqian couldn't understand the ball, but she didn't play with her mobile phone or look at the scenery, but concentrated on watching him play.

Whether the ball is on him or not, her eyes are always on him.

Well, this girl is not here to watch the ball, but to watch people.

Whenever Song Jiamu looked at her for a goal, the two of them would look at each other, and he would look smug, and she would respond to him with a small expression - brat!

Yun Shuqian's arrival did not interrupt the basketball game, but made Song Jiamu enjoy himself even more.

Half an hour later, when the time came to six o'clock, several boys went to buy water, only Song Jiamu was left on the field, Yun Shuqian cautiously tested it, and then ran into the field.

"Aren't you going to fight?"

"Zhang Sheng's team has already been beaten to tears by me. They went to buy water."

"So you won?"

"..."

Song Jiamu patted the golf ball and said, "Do you want to try?"

"I can't play."

"Try it, just throw a few balls."

Song Jiamu took the bag from her arms and gave her the ball.

Yun Shuqian pulled the shoulder strap of the small bag, smiled, and held the ball in her hands.

With a basketball as a comparison, I realized how small her hands are.

When she slapped the ball on the ground, the ball bounced up. She bent down and continued to slap the basketball. The basketball, which was obviously obedient in his hands, was not so obedient in her hands. Every time she slapped the ball, she seemed to be Like 'playing' a ball.

Occasionally, when the racket hit the shoe, the ball would roll far away, and she trotted over to pick it up.

"Why do you only play half the court?"

"There are only a few people in our class."

"Is it okay for me to shoot here?" she asked standing under the hoop.

"Okay, two points."

"What about here?"

"Alright, two points."

"What about here?"

"Three points, so far away, can you miss it?"

"Underestimate me, I am very strong!"

Yun Shuqian was standing just outside the three-point line. She turned the small bag in front of her back, held the ball with both hands, and pushed it upwards from her lower abdomen. The ball flew high and was still far away from the blue frame. He fell powerlessly and was caught firmly by Song Jiamu.

"Miss!"

Although the ball missed, Yun Shuqian was still very excited and felt that he had also participated in Song Jiamu's world.

Song Jiamu also felt the same way. The fact that she showed up at the stadium to wait for him to come home was enough to surprise him. He thought that he would never have the chance to enjoy the treatment he had when he was a child again in this life.

"Come here, I will teach you."

"Here?" Yun Shuqian stood on the free throw line.

"Well, take the ball."

Yun Shuqian holds the ball in both hands.

Song Jiamu stood behind her, holding her little hand with both hands, and with his strength, Yun Shuqian lifted the ball up and landed on top of her forehead.

She had just ran and was sweating. When she approached her like this, Song Jiamu smelled the fragrance of a girl.

His breath blew from behind her to her ears, and she could feel the heat near her cheeks, so her pretty face blushed little by little.

"If you miss the shot, I won't wait for you next time."

"So you're here to wait for me this time, right?"

"..."

Yun Shuqian didn't speak.

Song Jiamu became more focused. He held Yun Shuqian's little hand, lent her his strength, and gently gestured for the movement of throwing the ball.

The ball was shot, and the two shot the ball together.

He hit the blue frame with great precision, not even touching the edge, only heard a pleasant 'swish' sound from the net.

"bingo!!"

Yun Shuqian looked more excited than him.

Song Jiamu heaved a sigh of relief.

Zhang Sheng and the others also bought water and came back. The reserved girl refused to play ball with him anymore, and stood outside the court again holding his backpack.

It was getting late, Song Jiamu threw the ball to Zhang Sheng, and went home with Yun Shuqian.

"Going to the market, I want to eat braised pork, can I? I'm so hungry."

"I said, let's eat fried coriander with coriander tonight!"

"Stop it!"

There are buildings on the other side of the street, continuous buildings, behind the buildings are clouds, patches of clouds, the setting sun is shining obliquely, and the clouds are glowing with golden light.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the noisy streets with cars coming and going, the electric bikes were riding leisurely, and the two helmets, one blue and one pink, gleamed.

She hugged his waist and secretly smelled him.

The taste of summer is really a bit on the top.

(Yesterday I fell into a drowsy sleep all day, and I don’t have any tonight..)
(End of this chapter)