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In physical education, Su Muyang chose basketball.

Basketball is on the outdoor playground, facing the teaching building.

The basketball teacher asked them to practice shooting in this class. He was not in a mood, so he went to the basket in the sun where everyone didn't want to go. He threw the ball in again and again, picked it up again, threw it in again, and picked it up again.

He was not tired of the monotonous and boring movements he repeated alone.

The rising sun on an autumn afternoon flushed his cheek. The red exuded from his white skin was mixed with a morbid flush, but no one noticed it.

Luo Yibei, who is sitting by the window on the fifth floor, looks at the dark figure in a corner of the basketball court without shade, and suddenly feels a little sour in his eyes.

A class, 45 minutes, others have a rest again and again, he is like tireless, shooting, picking up the ball.

Luo Yibei was tired of seeing it. He didn't believe that Su Muyang would not be bored.

The second class begins. Luo Yibei is on the fifth floor. He can't see the look on Su Muyang's face and his state. However, he can guess that Su Muyang, who exercises so much that he hardly stops to drink, must be sweating.

After class bell rings suddenly, Luo Yibei suddenly thought that Su Muyang had run ten kilometers in the morning!

In the morning, when he rubbed his class, he always patted the muscles of his legs and thighs. At that time, Luo Yibei thought he was tired of going out to buy breakfast.

Now think about it, running ten kilometers at a time, is that what people do? Even if he has to fight together every time he clocks in luoyibei, he will have a rest after running 3000 meters, and he will have a rest every 3000 meters!

What's more, Su Muyang hasn't gone to bed at noon. If he does such strenuous exercise in the afternoon

Luo Yibei is in the teacher said "class" that moment rushed out, the more to the floor rushed, Luo a North more irritable.

This man, why don't you say anything?

Is he stupid?

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Su Muyang went to the equipment room to play basketball with his classmates. His classmates suddenly felt a stomachache. When Su Muyang saw that his face was white, he asked him to go first and set the ball himself.

"Anyway, they have been brought in. I don't have anything to do with it alone. If you have a stomachache, go quickly! I can't bear it. "

Students to Su Mu Yang can't stop sorry, covered his stomach and ran away quickly.

Su Muyang had no choice but to smile, and suddenly remembered that there was no one else here, and no one would see his smile. The smile at the corner of his mouth was self mocking.

He alone with a pile of balls, went to the inside of the basketball rack next to the ball out, put them one by one.

Maybe it's because it's too boring. Su Muyang is saying something quietly while swinging the ball.

"The whole family should be neat and tidy. Don't get out and stay on the shelf Let me see this little brown ball, eh? You alone? So pathetic? Then you can stay in the middle and give you a C-bit... "

Thirty balls, sumiyan played hard for 20 minutes.

By the time he came out with dust, it was almost dark.

The orange round sun in the sky shot a beam of light at the door of the equipment room. Su Muyang raised his hand to block it. From the gap under his palm, he saw a tall figure facing the sun with his back to him.

The soft light of his outline was familiar.

Luoyibei?

The man seemed to hear the voice in Su Muyang's heart and turned slowly.

The warm yellow light was printed on his face. He turned around with a low eyebrow. The whole face suddenly broke into Su Muyang's sight.

Sure enough, it's luoyibei.

The anxiety on Luo Yibei's face has been silenced because of the long search, and is replaced by a mask made of light.

There was no expression on the mask, no strange look.

When Luo Yi rushes down the stairs in the north, Su Mu Yang has no human figure for a long time. So he asked someone and learned that Su Muyang had gone to play basketball. So he went to the equipment room to look for it. As a result, when he first arrived at the equipment room, he did not see Su Muyang's figure for a long time.

When he was ready to leave, he suddenly heard a sigh that was hardly audible.

Then, Su Muyang some hoarse voice gently floated over.

"It's a pity that you have so many balls of different colors. What are you going to do? Go dancing with a mask on? Oh, how can you be like me

Luo Yibei's feet stopped, he slowly turned to see the teenager hiding in the corner of the equipment room, concentrating on talking to basketball.

Perhaps because of too much concentration, sumuyang did not notice the two equipment racks separated by the luoyibei.

Half of his body was hidden in the shadow of the corner. While bending down to get the basketball out, he chatted with the basketball. The basketball became a tree hole to listen to him and a friend to talk to him.Luo Yibei felt a little funny, but also a little distressed.

Now, the teenager who has been talking to basketball for 20 minutes is standing at the door of the equipment room, blocking the light and staring at him.