Chapter 1:

Chapter One
"Wen Yu, go play?"
In November in Beijing, the weather is rare today. There is no smog and the sun is very warm.
Wen Yu was standing on the steps. He was wearing a blue and black plaid plush coat, a white shirt, ripped jeans, short curly hair, and his hair was light yellow-brown, his skin was very white, his eyelids were apricot, his pupils became Light coffee.
Hearing the question and looking at it, he smiled and said, "Gao Yang, aren't you cold in this one?"
The other party wore a loose sports vest with shorts underneath and tight knee pads.
"It's hot to play in a while." Gao Yang shot the basketball twice, banged, and urged Wen Yu: "No matter, the west basketball court is waiting for you. Change clothes quickly, don't ink!"
After finishing the trot, Wen Yu knew that this guy must be cold. He looked at the dazzling sunlight and thought that he had no class in the afternoon and played basketball.
When he arrived at the basketball court, Gao Yang had already pulled the team and was warming up. When he saw him trotting and patting his shoulder, he smiled with white teeth. "Good guy, I thought you weren't coming. I was playing trade class today. "Well, Ji Tiantian is watching there, don't lose face."
"For Ji Tian Tian?" Wen Yu said.
Gao Yang laughed, "Good buddy, win and look back and invite you to dinner."
Wen Yu thought that he wouldn't be here because he knew it was for this reason, but now it's impossible to run after catching the duck. Several of the trade classes are more than 1.8 meters tall, wearing short vests and thicker arms than him. The head is choking with Gao Yang.
"Can't do it, can't admit defeat, don't bother with it in the future."
"Sweetness is not yours. Today I will speak on the basis of winning and losing. I will be annoyed when I see you." Gao Yang also got a temper.
Wen Yu's gaze swept to the side, and the two friends beside Ji Tiantian were coaxing. Ji Tiantian's face blushed shamefully. Seeing this, Wen Yu turned away and looked bored.
The game has already started.
Wenyu is one meter seventy-nine, thin, white and tender, and does not look like playing basketball. Gao Yang has also looked down on it before and planted it in Wenyu's hands, so he grabbed the basketball and handed it to Wenyu. Wen Yu tricked the opponent with a fake in his hand, and his long straight legs crossed in two steps, patting the basketball to the three-point line and raising his wrist.
"Boom--"
"Lying slot, three-pointer!"
Gao Yang and Wen Yu gave each other a high-five smile, and the trade class began to sneer, "Luck, come again!"
After Wen Yu scored another two-pointer, the trade class paid attention to Wen Yu, and the consequence was to target Wen Yu throughout.
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Wen Yu intends to slam dunk. He is really good at bouncing. His toes are very light and he jumps very high. He carries the basketball to the buckle. Seeing that there is another one can end the game.
"Be careful, Wenyu!"
The collision of powerful forces behind him, Wen Yu fell from a height, the basketball in his hand was scattered, and he hit the door. I don't know if it was dazzling. When the basketball came to him, it was like who was opened.
Boom.
He fell to the ground, and then he saw who hit him, the head of the trade class, and his strong, cow-like body pressed against him. Wen Yu's face was white, and she pushed away the other in disgust, frowning. Gao Yang had already run over, shoved the head, and crouched down and said, "Where's the injury? Is the leg? I'll take you to the infirmary. Hey, what kind of cleanliness do you have at this time?"
Gao Yang did not wait for Wen Yu to speak back Wen Wen, his hand just touched Wen Yu's thigh.
"Don't touch me." Wen Yu's voice was tense, and he paused: "It's okay, you just stand by me and you're done."
Gao Yang rolled his eyes, obeyed Wenyu's arm obediently, and said in his mouth: "You're so nervous, it's kind of like a girl in men's clothes. Okay, I'm not kidding. I haven't seen anyone. More serious than your cleanliness ... "
Fortunately, it was just a sprain.
Gao Yang handed the medicated oil to Wenyu, "Now, you wipe it yourself, making me the same as eating your tofu."
"Thank you." Wen Yu lowered his eyes and whispered: "I'm just not used to being too intimate with people, you know."
"I know, freshman moved out to live as soon as I passed." Gao Yang yawned in his chair, thinking about the things just now, and said, "This group of shady hands is really shameless, but just now weird, that The bull fell on you, but the angle seemed to deviate when it fell, otherwise it would be more than a sprain. "
Wen Yu thought of the basketball that was pushed away, and the hand touching the medicine oil paused.
"Forget it, I'll take you back first." Gao Yang said.
The freshman had to live on campus, and moved out as soon as he was a sophomore, but the dormitory bed was still there, and he took occasional breaks at noon. The room he rented is in the community building opposite the school, one room and one hall, clean and tidy, not at all like the place where boys live.
Gao Yang smiled when she saw the clean floor. "I know why you moved out. Every time you go back at noon, the boss must clean up."
"It's not that exaggerated." Wen Yu sat on the sofa. "You can take it by yourself in the refrigerator."
Gao Yang politely took the bottle of water, and then remembered that his bag and coat were still on the court, and quickly said: "I'm going back first. You have a rest early. If you have anything to call me, don't be polite." Hastily left.
Only Wen Yu was left in the room.
I just sweated when I played basketball, and now the cold wind blows. The short sleeves inside are very uncomfortable. Wen Yu stood up and hissed with toes with painful toes, and waited for the adaptation before going to the bathroom.
The glass was covered with water vapor, and the drops slipped away, blurring and showing the thin and white figure of Wen Yu.
Wen Yu quickly washed away the foam on his body. When he touched his thigh, his eyes flashed with disgust. After skipping it, he rinsed it cleanly. After taking a bath towel, he wrapped it up casually, lifted his foot away, and pushed the glass door with one hand. Fell, fell directly to the ground.
Under the bright warm light, the bath towel just wrapped fell, clearly visible, and shone between Wen Yu's legs.
In addition to male characteristics, there is one more place, which belongs to women.
Someone invisible in the air looked amazed, and then looked at Wenyu sitting on the ground. The other party seemed to be afraid that someone would see him, quickly pulled over the cover of the bath towel, and took a shower, then went out.
What Wen Yu did not know was that behind him, a tall man kept watching his back.
With pity in his eyes.
Unlike the boy who saw the self-confident sunshine in the photo for the first time, Wen Yu frowned at this time, with an unabashed disgust in his eyes.
The tall man stood at the door, staring at Wen Yu who was changing clothes by the bed.
Wen Yu, dressed in trousers, seemed to be aware, looking at the door, there was no one empty.
"Strange." Whispered, Wen Yu picked up the medicated oil next to it and wiped it up again, thinking of the suddenly biased basketball, and just taking a bath, I always felt that someone was watching him.
But he was alone in the room.
His ankles were bruised, and his skin was already white. Now, looking at it, the congestion under the skin was clear, and it looked terrible.
Wen Yu gently wiped it with a cotton swab, his hissing gassed, his eyebrows wrinkled, his eyes full of water, he was afraid of pain since he was a child, and it was more intense than others.
The tall man at the door saw a smile like this in his ruthless eyes. This stupid boy, the medicated oil had to be rubbed with heavy hands to make it work. Now it is much more spoiled than before. Widowed ...
Even with a broken foot, I was too lazy to make my own dinner. Wen Yu called the takeaway. The cartoon on the projector in the living room was his favorite, and he ate and watched it while holding a box lunch. Watching Wen Yu all the way.
This child is as sensitive as ever before, forgetting quickly.
Around ten o'clock, Wen Yu was sleepy and tidied up the living room. He slumped on the bed in slippers and ran to the ankle. He groaned lowly and laid his feet carefully. After putting his feet carefully, the phone would be unknown I fell asleep.
Deep by the bed, a tall man suddenly appeared in the room, sitting at the bed and looking at the sleeping Wenyu.
The man ’s eyebrows could n’t hide, his eyes were deep, his nose was tall, and he sat there alone, and the feeling of oppression that was full of anger did n’t come out. Wenyu on the bed seemed to be aware of it, rolled over, and might touch He frowned again at his ankle and opened his eyes slowly.
"Sleep." The man's voice was low.
As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Yu, who dimly opened her eyes, fell into a deep sleep again.
The man took the ointment from a distance, looked at the white and tender feet on the bed, and it became more and more out of the bruise of the ankle. Seeing this, his eyes darkened a little, and his face was irritated. The heart, after rubbing the heat, slowly covered the bruised ankle.
Wen Yu, who was asleep, grinned with painful teeth, and the man gave a low laugh, but he did not reduce his strength, evenly rub the medicated oil, look carefully, a trace of white mist entered the Wenyu ankle skin with the medicinal oil .
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At eight o'clock in the morning, Wen Yu got up and stretched out, lifting the quilt out of bed.
After washing out and wearing socks, I found something was wrong. The swollen old ankle last night had gone down. He moved his ankle and was flexible and free of pain. If there was still a red mark on his skin, it was the same as not being injured. .
"That medicine works."
I thought the doctor said it would be good after three or four days, but I didn't expect it to be good after one night.
In the morning class, when Wen Yu arrived, Gao Yang had already occupied a seat for him and asked him, "Is your feet all right?"
"The medicine you bought is very useful. It's ready."
"It's done, it's done." Gao Yang said here, Chong Wenyu squeezed his eyebrows, "The sweet season ahead."
Wen Yu took out the textbook, mute the phone, and looked indifferent, saying: "Do you like Ji Tiantian so much?"
"I don't like it very much, beauty, just look at it as a pleasing eye, don't you like it?" Gao Yang thought about it again, and fell down on Yu Yu's arm. "Did you know? The surname who struck you yesterday was surnamed Niu Even if I walked late on the road, I got a broken fracture along the road. This is also a talent. I can also break my legs on the road. I will beat him again ... "
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