Male God’s Freestyle Flirting

"Han Yu, what are you talking about..."

Tang Xia felt that her voice was a little floating.

She was not without shock, and even wondered if she had heard it wrong, but the young man's expression was so serious that Tang Xia could clearly see the desolation in his eyes and the faint self-mockery from the corners of his lips.

Han Yu didn't speak, but just looked at Tang Xia, his eyes were cold and heavy, falling on the girl's face, making it difficult for her to even breathe.

This kind of silent depression made Tang Xia's hands and feet go cold, and he dared not look directly at the boy.

"Han Yu, what's the matter with you..." The girl became anxious, her tone was crying, "Don't do this, I won't ask, I don't want to know." She reached out and grabbed the boy's arm, and gave his slender wrist Hold it firmly, as if only in this way can you feel that he is real.

Han Yu took a deep breath, his eyes were light, he raised his right hand and gently placed it on the back of Tang Xia's small hand, his palm was slightly cool.

"scared you?"

His voice was very gentle, a bit unlike him.

Tang Xia desperately shook her head.

She is not afraid, she is just worried.

She always thought that she had the ability to bring the boy away from his perhaps unpleasant past after getting close to him and knowing everything about him. However, she didn't know that she would ruthlessly tear open his shocking scars, leaving him weak and helpless, dripping with blood.

"I'm sorry Han Yu, I'm sorry..." Tang Xia wanted to cry in pain.

"Actually, it's the same as you, Tang Xia," Han Yu sighed, and said helplessly, "When I don't care anymore, there is nothing I can't say."

He smiled, and his expression returned to his usual free and easy expression, "I envy you for having a brother who loves you so much." Han Yu smiled, his eyebrows and eyes were handsome.

Tang Xia secretly breathed a sigh of relief, sniffed and answered in a low voice: "My brother really loves me, my father and my brother love me very much."

Han Yu raised his eyebrows, and the phrase "Do I love you?" stuck in his throat, but he still didn't say it in the end.

"Han Yu." Tang Xia thought for a while, and called him boldly.

"Huh?" The young man seemed to be thinking about something on his mind, slightly lost in thought.

"You are the third one." After Tang Xia finished speaking, she blushed suddenly, stood up and ran away quickly.

Leaving Han Yu alone on the spot with a puzzled expression on his face.

The third?

What third?

He frowned, stared at Tang Xia's back, and pondered for a moment.

After a while, Han Yu's eyes lit up.

Besides her father and her brother, the third person who loves her.

The young man was a little surprised, but there was a bit of satisfaction mixed with the surprise.

It turned out that before she knew it, his status in her heart had risen to the point where she could be on par with her family?

Han Yu frowned, rejoicing at this sudden discovery.

He probably... really fell in love with Tang Xia.

It was the first time for the boy to face up to this problem, and he was calm and relaxed.

Immediately, he stood up, patted the dust off his body, and walked slowly to the playground.

Although Tang Xia ran away, she didn't go far. She promised to go back to find Yu Man but didn't go, she just stayed on the side of the track and waited for Han Yu's match.

The people who entered the 400-meter final this time are in good physical condition, and half of them have won prizes in district-level or even city-level competitions. How should I put it, Han Yu seems to have no competitiveness among them.

Running is indeed not his forte. Tang Xia thinks that for Han Yu who can play basketball, high jump and long jump, which focus on jumping ability, may be more suitable for him.

But Tang Xia thought about it again, Han Yu was so lazy, he would never do jumping events with a round-by-round elimination system.

Thinking of this, the girl laughed alone.

Before the start of the finals, most of the students in class six gathered together and waited to cheer for Han Yu. It is said that boys are the most handsome when they are exercising, and that boy is no exception.

He wiped his sweat, and his white palms were more beautiful than those who played the piano, which caused the girl to exclaim.

He loosened his legs, and the lines of his legs meandered just right, which caused the girl to exclaim again.

He lowered his waist, accidentally exposing half an inch of abdominal skin, causing the girl to exclaim again.

Tang Xia smiled helplessly.

Han Yu, always inadvertently teasing the hearts of adolescent girls.

Who wouldn't want to have such a beautiful teenager?

Who wouldn't want to meet a pure love that has nothing to do with the past and the future in the most brilliant time?

Even if it's just wishful thinking, it's better than in the future when I lean against the fireplace and lean on the shawl, with gray hair and recall, but I can't think of the young man who can make me throb, what kind of eyebrows, and what kind of eyes.

"boom!"

The starting gun sounded again, pulling back Tang Xia's consciousness that was gradually drifting away.

She looked up in a daze, and saw Han Yu was in the third lane, and his starting reaction seemed to be slower than others.

"Why are you standing there? Hurry up and cheer for your Han Yu!"

Qi Hui always appeared behind Tang Xia mysteriously, waving his fists and shouting: "If you shout, I guarantee that he will run as fast as if he had been injected with blood!"

His voice was very loud, and when he yelled, all the people standing around the two heard it!

Tang Xia was ashamed and annoyed, and immediately thumped her twice, very hard and merciless.

"Damn..." Qi Hui rubbed his arms and cursed lowly, "You really can't stay with Han Yu for too long, even the force of hitting someone is exactly the same, it's too **** painful..."

Tang Xia countered: "It doesn't matter, if you get used to hitting twice more, you won't feel the pain anymore."

"..." Qi Hui was so angry that he couldn't speak, and nodded repeatedly.

Ruthless, you are ruthless, you and Han Yu hate the most!

Grandma's poisonous tongue, which kills people without paying for their lives, has learned the essence!

Qi Hui hummed twice, telling himself, don't care about girls.

As soon as the two came and went, the people competing over there had already entered the sprint. After the last corner, Han Yu has the advantage of going 100 meters in a straight line.

The place where Tang Xia was standing had a bad view angle. When she raised her eyes, all she could see were the backs of the heads of her classmates who were taller than her. When she finally adjusted her position and looked forward, Han Yu had already blown past her like a gust of wind. , causing everyone to cheer loudly.

"It's a pity." Qi Hui sighed.

Tang Xia was stunned, "What a pity?" She anxiously looked around after finishing speaking, "Is it over?"

"It's over." The tall man waved his hands back, beckoning Tang Xia to follow him, "If I'm not mistaken, it should be number four again. Let's go, let's find Han Yu."

Tang Xia nodded and followed quickly.

Han Yu on the other end had already come down from the runway, with a white towel on his shoulders, probably some kind boy handed it to wipe his sweat.

"Fourth?" Qi Hui ran over and asked.

"Well," Han Yu didn't react much, and nodded his head to answer, "The top three run very fast, and they can't catch up."

It was rare for Tang Xia to hear Han Yu's tone. In her impression, the boy was always confident, even arrogant.

As she thought about it, Han Yu took advantage of Qi Hui's inattention, leaned close to her ear, and whispered—

"Actually, the top three will be on stage to present awards. I find it troublesome."