The wind is very refreshing at night in summer, and there are few stars in the sky. If you look carefully, you can still see a few stars. Planes often fly over in the thin clouds, flashing and flashing, making a lot of noise, making people feel a little irritated for no reason.
It was shortly after dinner, and the evening self-study had not yet begun, and there were many students walking around the school to eat.
Tao You wandered to the tennis court.
The dress was very formal, her favorite aqua blue chiffon round neck strappy dress.
It was a fifteenth birthday gift from Tao's mother. Tao You didn't like to wear skirts on weekdays. She only wore this once on her birthday. This was the second time.
The skirt was embroidered with white lily of the valley flowers; the hem reached her knees, revealing her long white calves; the high waist and tie design made her look slimmer and taller.
Her black and soft hair was styled into a princess hairstyle, and she also wore a rare and exquisite full make-up.
Wearing brand new white shoes.
Under the street lights, the whole person looks more beautiful and delicate.
Holding a bouquet of blue baby's breath, the outside is covered with brown colored paper and the packaging is very beautiful.
Tao You's dress successfully attracted everyone's attention, but at this time, she didn't care about other people's eyes.
She stopped outside the tennis court and stared blankly at Song Yimian who was playing ball inside.
Tao You didn't know what was wrong with her. There were obviously many people playing ball, and they were all wearing similar short-sleeved sweatpants, but she still recognized Song Yimian at a glance, who was playing with his back to her, and she was very It must be him.
Lower your body, run, pull the racket, and hit the ball, all in one smooth motion.
Tao You was deeply attracted, the scenery and objects around her became blurred, and all she could see were Song Yimian's sweaty back and the sound of the tennis ball hitting her heart.
A gust of wind blew by, causing Tao You's skirt to rise slightly.
The man standing on the opposite court caught a glimpse of Tao You and stopped. Instead of catching the ball passed back by Song Yimian, he stood up straight, held up his waist, and gasped for air.
Following Tao You's gaze, the end point is the brother standing opposite him, and then look at Tao You's dress and the flowers in his hand.
Anyone with a discerning eye would know what was going on at a glance. He raised his eyebrows and twitched his chin at Song Yimian, signaling him to look back.
Song Yimian was addicted to playing, but he saw the man opposite him stopped. He was dissatisfied. He was about to ask when he received his signal.
what the hell. He frowned, wiped his sweat and turned around. When he saw Tao You, he slightly relaxed his brows and raised an eyebrow to look Tao You up and down. His eyes finally returned to the bouquet of baby's breath in her hand.
Tao You came back to her senses when Song Yimian turned around. At this time, she was slightly closing her eyes and accepting the baptism of his gaze.
His eyes were very indifferent. Even from a distance, it was still clear that wherever his eyes passed, it seemed as if they were frozen and his blood was solidified.
Tao You's hand instinctively tightened its grip, and her long and slender fingers tightly pinched the wrapping paper on the handle. It wrinkled more and made a slight friction sound. It felt like it would break in the next second.
Her lips were dry. After licking them subconsciously, she looked straight at Song Yimian with firm eyes, as if she had made a difficult decision. The next second she trotted to stand in front of Song Yimian.
He was really tall. When Tao You stood in front of him, he realized that he had just reached his chin and had to look up at him, which was very tiring.
She silently took a few steps back and distanced herself to make her neck more comfortable.
At this time, the students who were playing in several other venues also stopped. They stood on the court to catch their breath and rest, or walked to the side of the court to drink water. Even if they talked, they were just whispering. There were also many passers-by standing outside the court, lying on their backs. On the protective wall, we watched the show in perfect harmony.
If they weren't all facing the same direction, their eyes falling on Tao You and Song Yimian on the innermost court, and there were so many people surrounding them, people who didn't know would just think it was an ordinary intermission.
The sudden silence in the venue increased Tao You's tension. She could clearly hear her own rapidly accelerating heartbeat. The sound was very heavy, as if someone was punching her heart one after another. It felt like my heart was going to pop out, it hurt a little, and my breathing was a little difficult.
Blood surged to his head continuously, and Tao You was sure that his face must be redder than a monkey's butt and hotter than freshly boiled water.
"..." Song Yimian was about to speak.
"I like you." After taking a few deep breaths, Tao You said before Song Yimian spoke.
She mustered up the courage to look into Song Yimian's eyes, but the next second she bowed her head in resignation. She overestimated her own strength.
Song Yimian's eyes were dark black under the lamp. The eyes were clear and black, too clean and direct, and very cold, without any emotion, as if they could see through her heart in the next second. She dared not look directly at him.
"Classmate, I've liked you since the first time I met you. Can you be my boyfriend?" Tao You asked loudly in one breath with his eyes closed, and handed over the flower in his hand.
The people around started to boo, shouting "Promise her, promise her" and clapping vigorously. It's just a matter of watching the fun.
After waiting for a long time without seeing any reaction from Song Yimian, Tao You opened his eyes and looked at the boy in front of him. He was looking down at the flowers, spinning the racket with one hand and putting his other hand in his pocket.
"Chi." Song Yimian put his eyes on Tao You's face, curled his lips, and made an almost inaudible sound.
There was a commotion all around, but Tao You heard it very clearly.
"What if I say no." Song Yimian's voice was not loud, but it was enough for everyone around him to hear clearly.
Sure enough, the booing gradually subsided and the venue returned to silence, leaving only Song Yimian's cold and ruthless voice, "I value first impressions. Besides, I like borscht, not boiled cabbage."
Tao You felt like he was being teased.
She thought she was pretty good-looking, at least not ugly. She usually received love letters, but she was nothing to him.
Tao You was so angry that his chest bulged, but he couldn't make any sound when he opened his mouth.
"You didn't forget that time during the summer vacation, did you?" Song Yimian lowered his lips and returned to his expressionless face, "Just like you, huh. So ugly."
Tao You heard the sound of his heart breaking and his breath stagnated. Thinking of his embarrassment that day, he panicked for a moment.
Sure enough he remembered! She opened her eyes wide in fright, opened her mouth, and tried to defend herself, but she still couldn't utter a single syllable, as if she had been tapped on her mute acupoint. She was sweating profusely.
She heard the people next to her start discussing in low voices, and some people boldly asked Song Yimian directly.
"Do you have any photos? Take them out and share them."
Song Yimian didn't reply. He looked deeply at Tao You, walked to the sidelines, picked up his cell phone and played with it for a while.
Tao You stepped forward and tried to grab the phone, but Song Yimian easily dodged it and threw it directly to the person nearby: "See for yourself."
The person who received the phone enlarged the picture and looked at it carefully. His eyes widened and his mouth opened in an exaggerated circle. He looked at the phone in shock, then looked up at Tao You, and then couldn't help bursting into laughter.
Everyone after that is like this, pasting and copying. Tao You guessed that what they were looking at must be her photos from that day. She knew that she was embarrassed, but she didn't know how embarrassed she looked in Song Yimian's photos.
She didn't even remember when he took the photo. He probably didn't have the chance to take the photo! Why does he have photos? He shouldn't have photos!
Also, how come his attitude is completely different from when we met and chatted before. Although it was a bit abrupt before, at least it was not as offensive as it is now. He is a complete jerk!
I really missed it!
Tao You scolded him no less than a thousand times in his heart, using all the curse words he knew, but he still couldn't get over his anger.
Listening to the laughter in her ears, she felt as if she had been stripped naked and stood in front of them, with no privacy at all. If there was a crack in the ground now, no matter the size, length or width, she would squeeze in without hesitation and completely disappear from this world.
Tao You felt like his brain was swelling so much that he started to feel dizzy. The anger in his heart was still soaring.
What kind of upbringing does he have? Can't he refuse politely? Tao You gritted his teeth and glared at Song Yimian, with little flames in his eyes. He stared at his face and wanted to slap him. Her hair stood on end, as if she had been hit by a static ball.
No, I have risked everything, I have said my words, I have lost face, I have gained nothing, and I have been humiliated by him in public. It is too unreasonable not to take advantage of him. She cannot be left alone. embarass! We can't give him any advantage! Scholars can be killed, but not humiliated! What Confucius said makes so much sense! The calculations in Tao You's heart were rattling.
She threw away the flower in her hand, jumped up, hung it on Song Yimian, and kissed him on the mouth with a pout. The color of the handle of the bouquet that was thrown on the ground became darker, the palm prints were obvious and wrinkled, and some flowers fell out, making it messy and completely losing its original beauty.
Tao You controlled Song Yimian's arms with his legs, hooked his feet on his waist, and pushed his head toward him with both hands. Song Yimian kept struggling, but was still tightly restrained by Tao You.
Even Tao You herself didn't know that she had so much strength. Looking at the handsome face in front of her that kept getting bigger, she slowly closed her eyes.
Just a few millimeters away from kissing her, there was a harsh sound in her ears, which seemed to shatter her eardrums.
Tao You let go and covered his ears, trying to avoid the source of the sound. At the same time, his feet relaxed.
As soon as he let go, besides being afraid, he also wanted to give Song Yimian a slap to relieve his anger. She stretched out a hand and blew it towards his face. There was a crisp sound, and her hand hurt a little. She was relieved when she saw Song Yimian turned his head away from being slapped.
At this time, Tao You had no support at all. Song Yimian in front of him disappeared, and the crowd of onlookers around him also disappeared. The bright tennis court was slowly eroded by darkness. Her eyes were completely black, her five senses were lost, and she didn't know where the ground was. It was empty. She screamed and wanted to call for help, but her throat seemed to be stuck. No matter how she opened her mouth, there was no sound, and she fell straight down. ,endless...
