After coming out of home, Tao You walked aimlessly on the small road in the community. People kept looking at her. Tao You covered her bloodshot eyes, which were dry and painful, and regretted going out so impulsively.
She walked around downstairs for a few times, and when she just walked to the gate of the community, she saw Song Yimian walking not far away, wearing a complete set of brown sportswear, holding a bag of drinks in his hand, and carrying a black backpack and a racket handle. He was exposed, with white wired headphones on his ears. His attire and his superior conditions constantly attracted passers-by, and even the security guard couldn't help but take a few more glances.
Tao You thought of the comparison that Tao's mother had made with Song Yimian just now, and became so angry that she turned around and walked inside.
"You Zai!" Song Yimian had already seen Tao You and trotted to catch up, "Why are you here?"
Tao You kept walking.
"Are you crying?" Song Yimian was a little worried when he saw Tao You's red nose and bloodshot eyes, and his voice suddenly softened, "What happened?"
Tao You turned his head, glared at him, and said incoherently: "It's all your fault!"
Song Yimian was confused when he heard this. He chased after Tao You, grabbed Tao You's arm, and asked, "What's wrong with me? I didn't do anything. I'm wronged."
Tao You pushed Song Yimian away and raised his foot to kick him, "You are not here, but your reputation is destroying us ordinary people all the time."
Song Yimian smiled helplessly, took out a bottle of drink from the bag and handed it to Tao You: "Drink some water to calm down."
"Did Aunt Shujiang say something to you again?"
Tao You's hand playing with the drink bottle suddenly stopped, and her worries were exposed. She quickly glanced at Song Yimian, then removed her eyes, sniffed, and continued to move forward with shuffling steps.
Song Yimian followed silently for a while, but found that Tao You's mood had not improved. He raised his hand and looked at his watch, and pulled Tao You again: "Let's take you somewhere."
"Want to eat?" It was almost noon. Tao You had eaten cold fried dough sticks and a tea egg for breakfast. He had spent a lot of energy just now. Now he smelled the aroma of vegetables wafting in the air and realized that his stomach was full. Some are hungry.
Song Yimian couldn't help laughing, and pulled Tao You out of the community: "We'll eat after we're done."
"So, why did you bring me here?" Tao You and Song Yimian were standing outside the tennis court. She was good at blocking the sun with her hands. It was lunch time, and there were not many people in the court. She wanted to wait until now. I must be very happy, but I really am not in the mood today.
"Come here." Song Yimian looked around and walked towards the corner, a green wall covered by the shade of trees.
"Here." He took out a racket and a tennis ball from his bag, put them into Tao You's hands, and said, "Play it against the wall. Imagine that the troubles in your heart are written on the wall, and hit it hard with the ball. Break it down and let it out.”
Tao You bumped the ball in her hand. Thinking of Tao's mother's words in the morning, she threw a few balls against the wall. Each ball did not pass the net line. After it landed on the ground and rolled to the side, she did not pick up the ball and turned away. Standing on the same spot with his legs, he shook his head to signal Song Yimian who was standing aside.
Song Yimian put down the hand on his chest, picked up the ball at a trot, and threw it to Tao You: "Cheer up and let out your emotions. If you keep it in your heart, you will get spots. You are already average-looking. If your face is It’s even more unsightly when there are spots on it.”
Song Yimian's words were so unpleasant that Tao You raised his racket and pretended to throw it at Song Yimian. He also imagined in his mind how his face would look covered in spots. It might look a bit naive, but it wouldn't be ugly. At this time, she really wanted to sew Song Yimian's mouth shut so that he could never speak again.
She swung the racket and hit the ball hard against the wall. The force was so strong that it seemed to shatter all the dissatisfaction in her heart. The ball bounced in a large arc. She ran to the back of the court to pick up the ball again, only to come back and forth a few times. This time, I broke out in a thin sweat.
"You continue to fight here, and I'll go to the noodle shop next door to reserve a seat." Song Yimian said loudly, "There will be a lot of people on weekends. As usual, the pork ribs noodles are spicy?"
"Okay." Tao You panted and said perfunctorily. She was focused on the wall in front of her, just thinking about how to crush all these bad things. She didn't listen to Song Yimian's words at all.
After more than ten minutes, Tao You finally entered the state, his mind went blank, and he focused on the ball. Everything around him became blurry, and his body moved with it. He was completely immersed in it, forgetting about his grades and the troubles at home.
, forgetting that Coach Tan gave her the last deadline to consider, she was the only one left in the world, the racket in her hand, the ball bouncing back and forth in the air, and the green wall with white lines in front of her. .
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and Tao You's hair rope fell off at the same time. The wind messed up her hair, blurred her eyes, and blocked her sight. She stopped reflexively. The moment she closed her eyes, she saw the bright star. The green ball hit her straight in front of her. She couldn't avoid it and tilted her head back slightly, but she was still hit on the lip.
"Ah." Tao You's hand that was holding his hair changed direction and covered his mouth. For a moment, tears were stimulated and hung in the corners of his eyes.
Song Yimian had just finished ordering noodles. He put one hand in his pocket and held his mobile phone in the other to send a message to Tao's mother. He slowly walked back to the tennis court. From a distance, he saw Tao You stop and bend down slightly the next second. He secretly yelled, cursed silently, and rushed to Tao You's side.
"Are you okay?" Song Yimian asked nervously.
Tao You felt that his upper lip was numb and his front teeth hurt from being hit. He waved with his free hand, "It hit my mouth."
Song Yimian frowned and helped Tao You aside. After a while, Tao You stuck out his tongue and carefully licked his front teeth. Fortunately, they didn't fall out. Then he continued to stick out his tongue and tentatively touched the top of his teeth. Lips smell strongly of blood.
The moment Tao You grimaced, Song Yimian was asked: "What's wrong? Does it hurt? Do you want to go to the clinic?"
"My lip was bruised." Tao You felt as if his lips were starting to swell. He didn't expect the ball to be so powerful, and his good mood was ruined again.
"Take your hand away, let me take a look." Song Yimian gently took away Tao You's hand covering her mouth, and gently opened her upper lip with cold fingers to check, "The hole is not big, but it is still bleeding. Wait. It might hurt if you eat spicy food later.”
"Rinse your mouth." Song Yimian picked up the plastic bag on the ground and took out a bottle of mineral water.
Tao You drank obediently, washed his hands with water, and then put his hand to his lips worriedly, "Song Xiaofa, my lips are numb, aren't they swollen? I feel like it's o'clock, please help me take a look. "As she said that, she raised her head and approached Song Yimian, pointing at her lips.
The distance between the two people instantly shortened, and Song Yimian lowered his head slightly to see Quan Tao You's entire face.
Song Yimian's eyes looked from Tao You's smooth and full forehead to her smart eyes, reflecting his figure; then slowly moved to the small and delicate nose, where the small fuzz was clearly visible and the skin was delicate; and finally he looked at the cherry The small mouth and a circle around the lips were smashed into a pale pink color. The already red lips became brighter and slightly swollen due to congestion. For the first time, he realized that although Tao You was not stunningly beautiful, she was very clean, comely, and attractive.
"Is it swollen?" Seeing Song Yimian's delay in answering, Tao You urged, pouting slightly, wanting him to take a closer look.
Song Yimian blinked and came to his senses, cleared his throat and said, "It's not swollen, it's your imagination. It will be fine in a while."
Tao You didn't believe it: "It's numb and stinging..."
"Cough cough cough."
The atmosphere was broken.
Before Song Yimian could finish speaking, there was a coughing sound behind Song Yimian. Tao You turned his head and saw that it was Coach Tan, followed by some tennis team members, some of whom looked familiar.
"What are you doing?!" Coach Tan asked seriously with his hands behind his back. He and these team members had just been training in another venue. It was over now. He walked through the venue and saw two young people gathering together from a distance. The atmosphere was ambiguous. The boy's back was very tall, blocking everyone's attention. The sight also aroused their curiosity. Many team members were laughing and joking. He was just about to say a few words. Young people nowadays are too open-minded and don't pay attention in public.
But the boy's back looked more and more familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before, until one of the team members asked: "Why does the back look so much like Song Yimian?"
"It seems like it's really him. I saw that he was carrying that schoolbag this morning." Another team member nodded his chin towards the schoolbag placed aside.
Only then did Coach Tan confirm that it was Song Yimian. The person standing in front of him was obviously a girl, and the relationship should be very close. It seemed that Gu Yi had said two days ago that someone had sent a love letter to Song Yimian, and a thought suddenly appeared in his mind. Thoughts, although he understood that their age was the time when feelings sprouted, he couldn't do anything too extreme, especially after being treated like this.
So many people saw that he would not make irresponsible remarks in front of those teachers, but there was no guarantee that others would not.
Song Yimian is one of his most satisfied students, and he must protect him.
Thinking of this, Coach Tan stepped forward quickly, but didn't think about how to speak. He could only cough to remind them. It wasn't until he saw Tao You's head that he felt relieved, turned slightly and looked at the people behind him. Their His face also turned dull the moment he saw Tao You.
"Coach Tan, why are you here?" Tao You stepped forward.
Coach Tan pointed to the field on the other side: "We are training here, what are you doing here at noon?"
"Have fun." Song Yimian put his hands in his pockets and stood aside, "Why are you here so late? Shouldn't you have been fine long ago?" He knew that Tao You had been divided in studies recently because of whether he wanted to join the tennis team. Feeling a little worried, he thought that Tao You didn't want to see Coach Tan and the others now. It was precisely because of this that he chose to bring Tao You over during their lunch break, fearing that he would bump into them if he was late.
Thinking that the team members were carrying schoolbags, he adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and said, "Some team members did not complete the prescribed amount of training and stayed for additional training."
Tao You looked at this player. He should be the captain of the tennis team. He has a calm and steady temperament and has the potential to be a leader.
"Tao You, it's been far more than two days. Today is already the 1st. What do you think?" Sure enough, Coach Tan mentioned this matter again. He said sincerely, "Believe me, you will definitely come to the team." You won’t regret it.” A group of players behind Coach Tan raised their eyebrows and watched in silence how Coach Tan tricked people into joining the team.
This time, Tao You did not refuse directly. He thought about it and nodded in agreement: "Okay, I will join the team."
"Have you thought about it?" Song Yimian was afraid that she would make an impulsive decision because she was angry with Aunt Shujiang.
Coach Tan laughed heartily: "Hahahaha, okay, then I'll make arrangements, and you can start training."
"Chen Mo," he said to the captain, "go back and write her name on the list."
A group of people left with a smile. Tao You also went to clean up. Song Yimian frowned and said, "Tao You, please think clearly, joining the team is not that easy. If your grades drop again, Aunt Shujiang will definitely not be so easy." I’ll let you go.”
"Don't worry, I know my own rules." Tao You patted Song Yimian on the shoulder and comforted him easily with a smile.
