Love You Till Death

In the next two days, even the other teams found strange places in the Yuwu team.

The age distribution of the players in the Yuwu team is relatively even. Except for Ruan Mingchi, the relationships among the other players are not bad. There is a group of people everywhere. But in the past few days, the four people in Cui Rong's dormitory were together, Ji Hao and Yin Xuelin were together, and then Ruan Mingchi acted alone.

The team shattered instantly.

"What happened? You quarreled with Haozi?"

Every time they encountered this problem, Cui Rong and they shook their heads with a smile: "No."

No quarrel, just don't know how to play with this little friend who once looked down on.

Even Yin Xuelin said, "Hao'er, why don't we go to Cui Rong and play in their dormitory? Everyone hasn't played cards together for a few days. If we don't play tomorrow, we can play later."

Ji Hao put the magazine down and shook his head: "I'm going to do my homework in a while, so I won't go."

"What homework do you write? I looked back at Lin Hong and they took it and copied it."

"No need, I will take your copy after I finish writing."

Yin Xuelin was anxious. "Do you know what I am talking about is not this, am I not helping you repair the relationship? Go."

Ji Hao waved his hand: "I'm not wrong if I don't go."

"You..." Yin Xuelin wanted to get angry, deflated after thinking about it, and said, "Forget it, I used to sit and see what they mean? Yin and Yang are weird."

Ji Hao raised the magazine, blocked his lips, and showed his curvy eyes, saying, "Xuelin, you are really like my girlfriend."

"roll!"

Yin Xuelin dumped the door and walked away. The locked door also blocked the noise from the outside world. Xia Cicada outside the window cried "squeakyly", the wind was stuffed in the room, the cold white light shone from above, Ji Hao tilted his head, and looked at Ruan Mingchi, who was writing a book next door .

"Nuan Xiaoxian," he shouted, "you see, the two of us are connected to each other, can we form an alliance front?"

Ruan Xiaoxian lowered his head, his hairy head pressed against the desk, and there was no response.

Ji Hao nodded on the ground with his toes, and slid to the side of Ruan Mingchi in a computer chair. He dropped his toes a little further and stopped, not far away, just outside the absolute restricted area of ​​Ruan Mingchi.

The sight fell on the hot sweat flowing straight down, thinking for a moment, and got up and left.

Going downstairs and back again, Ji Hao carried a bag full of old popsicles. First, they went to Cui Rong's dormitory, and each person was divided into one. The mouth was short, and the atmosphere warmed up a little.

Yin Xuelin ate the popsicle and went back to the dormitory with him. He said while sucking: "It doesn't matter, who is this? Going to buy popsicles?"

Ji Hao smiled, took out the last two popsicles from the plastic pocket, and seemed to randomly throw one to Ruan Mingchi. He said casually: "I bought it for myself and Ruan Xiaoxian, what are you proud of?"

"Don't talk hard, who doesn't know who yet?"

"Really not." Ji Hao leaned against the bedpost and nodded Ruan Mingchi's table. "Hurry up, wait a while."

Ruan Mingchi maintained his homework posture, but Ji Hao saw clearly that the eyes of the black Lulu had been stuck to the old popsicle on the tabletop, and just a few small throats had just slipped.

Ji Hao pursed his mouth, tore apart his old popsicle packaging, put the milky white popsicle into his mouth, and the wrap was sizzling, and continued: "I said Zhang Zhang came over that day, I will rise to youth sooner or later Team, you can’t stop rising because you’re afraid of offending people, and you don’t wait for time. So their opinion is really not my problem. It’s them, not me.

Yin Xuelin thought for a while and nodded: "That's what it says... hum, but you're too sharp."

"What's the matter, I have to deliberately press, coax, and be careful, to improve my performance a little bit."

"...That's not true either."

Ji Hao no longer cares about this. He turns back to his seat, kicks his feet back, returns to the front of his desk, opens his summer homework, holds the old popsicle in one hand, holds the pen in one hand, and writes with his head down.

The sound of tearing the bag came from next door.

Immediately afterwards was the sucking sound of a wrapped ice lolly.

These sounds were deliberately pressed, carefully, like a little mouse coming out of a probe in the hole.

Ji Hao smirked and danced with dragons and phoenixes in his hands. In front of the former **** of learning, these summer vacation assignments were just like the kindergarten topic.

In two hours, a summer vacation homework was completed.

Ji Hao dropped the pen, closed the books, and stretched when he got up.

It was a little late. The other two went to bed and lay down. Yin Xuelin slept on the mat with a small fan in his hand. When he got up, he said aloud, "It's hot!"

On the other side, Ruan Mingchi slept on the thin cotton wool, and seemed to be asleep, but the midsummer committee without the heat dissipation equipment was really sad. Ruan Mingchi's flesh was in direct contact with the bed sheet, and Ji Hao could feel his pain from afar.

I have to find a way, these days are really too hot.

Yin Xuelin shouted from the back: "Don't rush to bed first, listen to my advice, and take a cold shower first."

Pause.

Yin Xuelin said again: "Why don't you sweat? Isn't it hot?"

Ji Hao had intended to go directly to bed, and he stopped when he heard, saying, "It's hot. Will I agree if I buy an air conditioner and come back?"

"You can't die!"

"Why don't we have a fan in our dormitory?"

"Because the fan can't satisfy everyone, you can't blow you up, you can't blow me up, and we can kill each other, so it decided to commit suicide."

Ji Hao was teased, and at the tip of his ear, he heard light laughter from the next bed.

In the end, Ji Hao took a cold shower and turned off the lights in the dormitory.

The extinguished lights also seem to have taken away some of the unbearable high temperatures. When Ji Hao lay down on the bed, he heard a timid soft voice from his head: "Thank you."

The sound is very soft.

Hidden in the wind, it seems to blow away.

But Ji Hao's ears were pointed and he heard them.

"You're welcome," he said.

I'm not sure what Ruan Mingchi is thanking for, but it doesn't matter anymore. He will take the initiative to speak to him. This is a good start.

...

The next day, the trial.

The team's trial will be notified at 9 o'clock in the morning, without having to do morning exercises. However, because of the reason for warming up, you can't sleep lazy.

Ji Hao's circadian clock made him wake up at a certain point. For a moment, he couldn't tell who he was. He was a researcher who turned upside down day and night in the previous life, or a celestial demon in this life. Later, he remembered that I was just Ji Hao.

When he woke up, there was a slight movement in the next bed, and he looked up.

Through the hazy mosquito net, I saw Ruan Mingchi sitting cross-legged on the bed and folding the towel. The movement was very light and light, as if I had been accustomed to living silently. Di Sheng was afraid of disturbing others.

The grunting sound of Yin Xuelin snoring against the bed completely released himself. Ji Hao thought about it, jumped out of bed, and walked out of the bathroom door lightly, buckling the door lightly.

"Knock!"

Ruan Mingchi opened the door in surprise, his eyes wide open, the black Lulu's, the toothbrush in his hand, and the white foam in his mouth.

"Well?"

The bulging cheek looks like a little hamster.

Ji Hao didn't deliberately talk, went into the toilet to flush the water, and then washed it, all in one go. I only occasionally looked up and saw the nervousness that the teenager in the wash mirror couldn't hold back.

The bathroom is too small. The two are crowded in front of the small sink. The heat in the early morning of midsummer is still steaming. Both of them are temporarily undressed, and the arms they touch occasionally can clearly feel the heat and sweat of each other.

"What did you do so early?" Ji Hao's eyes fell on the bathroom mirror and he asked calmly.

Ruan Mingchi lowered his eyes, avoiding Ji Hao's eyes and said, "Morning exercises."

"No morning exercises."

"Trials."

"Oh... morning exercises together."

When Ruan Mingchi raised his eyes, Ji Hao almost heard the refusal that he squeezed to his mouth, but he didn't say it in the end.

Drop your eyes and brush your teeth slowly.

This is acquiescence.

Ji Hao chuckled in his heart.

Shangxian, was the popsicle delicious last night?

The two men finished washing and went downstairs. They walked in the direction of the sports ground five meters before and after. They did not walk fast and did not talk. During this period, Ruan Mingchi glanced behind him, his eyes met, and Ji Hao's face overflowed. Smile.

The rising sun was shining on his face, and golden light gleamed deep in the dark eyes, which was very warm.

Ruan Mingchi turned his head back, and although he didn't say a word, the pace at his feet eased slightly.

There are still a lot of people on the sports field today. The track and field team is running the stairs, the basketball team and the football team are lining up to run the lap, and the badminton team and table tennis players are performing frog jump, squat jump, push-ups and other items on the edge of the stadium. Training.

No one came from the swimming team today.

Both are half-old children, who get up early every day to get black training, and have the opportunity to wait for a long time to sleep, who will come!

Ruan Mingchi.

Ji Hao raised his eyebrows at the teenager who ran out after entering the stadium.

Ruan Shangxian made this for himself as a hard-working and talented young man.

Oh, I didn't expect the inner drama to be a bit full.

The two ran back and forth and ran four laps around a lap of 400 meters. Ruan Mingchi stopped and Ji Hao stopped. He did two sets of training according to the usual habits, waiting for the sun to rise completely Time, also came to the last item-Lajin.

Ruan Mingchi squeezed his shoulders for a while. He felt that the training was not enough. He frowned and looked at Ji Hao, hesitated. Ji Hao wanted to wait for him to open his mouth. Who knows that Ruan Mingchi finally twitched his lips and turned to leave.

"Xianxian, please help me." Ji Hao opened his mouth before him, "Anyone can't work hard, you can help me."

"……it is good."

Ruan Mingchi walked to Ji Hao, Ji Hao turned back to him, his hands turned back, feeling his wrist was held by both hands, applying a little force, crossing, and cutting back.

This process is still a bit painful. The muscles on the inside of the arm were pulled, and even with the ribs, there was a burning tear. Ji Hao lowered his head without saying a word, and patiently reached the end of the lacing.

Next, make substitutions.

Ruan Mingchi said something when he turned around. If Ji Hao had sharp ears, he would hardly hear.

Ji Hao grabbed Ruan Mingchi's wrist with both hands, and also cut his arm behind him, while applying a little force, he also said: "Your long is like a firework that does not eat humans, so it is called."

"Don't...so...call..." Ruan Mingchi's muscles are too soft for the boy. Ji Hao easily crossed his arms behind him.

The author has something to say: Ji Hao: "Thank you."

Ruan Mingchi: "What? You want to say popsicle..."

Ji Hao: "Can't see it? I'm helping you with hatred!"

Ruan Mingchi: "...I thought it was a flower peacock opening."

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