Rebirth of Basketball Boy

Yan Lingfeng scolded Zhu Yao, but Xiang Qingyun's face was flushed with shame, as if Yan Lingfeng scolded himself.

"This is what Xue'er left for you." The scented purple smoke, which was like a non-cannibalistic firework, walked out of the classroom and handed Yan Lingfeng a pink letter paper folded into a heart shape.

Yan Lingfeng fixedly looked at Fragrant Purple Smoke, the letter paper in his hand, but did not dare to pick it up.

Fragrant Ziyan waited impatiently, and directly stuffed the letter into Yan Lingfeng's hand, then turned and walked back to the classroom.

The thin letter paper is of little weight, but in Yan Lingfeng's hands it seems to be heavier than a thousand.Yan Lingfeng opened the letter tremblingly, unfolding under the slanting sun, Lu Yunxue's familiar font came into view, Yan Lingfeng had fallen to the bottom, and his heart sank again, as if he was about to leave his body.

Xiang Qingyun silently accompanied Yan Lingfeng without saying a word. There were some words between the brothers. He knew that what Yan Lingfeng needed at this time was not comfort, but company.

"Ling Feng, forgive me, I am not trying to escape, nor am I afraid to face it. As long as you are still there, even if the whole world leaves me, I will be there. Needless to say, you and I understand. Some flowers will be thanked again. Open, but some people will just wait for nothing if they miss it. I don’t want to leave, but only a temporary separation will I know how to cherish it. It can even withstand wind and rain, and spring will return. Time is a ruthless pig-killing knife It is painful and helpless, the Emperor Qin's immortal medicine, the Hanwu Longevity Pill, let you be majestic and majestic, and you can't escape this knife. Everyone has the right to hurt the spring and the autumn, but not everyone knows that all this is just in vain. What if the Langyuan fairy and the beautiful jade have no time? Qingqing, I, you, and I are not in the end. The land is really clean and belongs to The princess's crystal shoes will constrict Cinderella's feet, and the beauty's red sleeves can only be given to the talents before Ma Ta Chang'an. For thousands of years, how many girls have regretted calling their husbands and sons to seek appointment, and how deep is it? Sitting on the bead curtain, Mei E regrets not marrying Nong Chaoer. The love-seeking British and Taiwan have turned into a butterfly of blue blood, and the fallen Weaver Girl watches the long Milky Way every day and washes her face with tears, let alone a thousand years of loneliness under Lei Feng Tower The white lady is now. For whom is the beauty of the beauty drunk, and for whom is the love of time, a word that cannot be understood, is unclear, and love is not enough, the moonlight is like a hook. After dusk, how many eachother's love has become endless. From now on, being a simple person, traveling alone, with smoke and water, and the sun setting thousands of miles away, although unhappy, although lonely, there must not be too many troubles, there is no question where Yan returns. Only Feiyun travels lightly. Tired, tired, maybe stop, alone and desolate people will not ask, let the spring breeze blow, maybe there will be a time to accommodate me for a nap, and the smoke will flow, maybe not, but the world Big, where can’t be home? I don’t know what I’m trying to express, but I feel that I should clean up my messy mood and tired soul. A person is emotional, a person calm, forgive my selfishness, forgive my stubbornness. Ling Feng, maybe I am not mature enough, so please allow me to leave temporarily."

Yan Lingfeng took a deep breath, his eyes narrowed, and the glittering tears flickered. He muttered to himself in a foolish manner: "The wind has dried up the sadness, but it cannot take away the desolation of the night. The horizon of dawn is transparent. Sorrow stained with ink. I can't see the sunrise on the horizon, and I am lost in the direction of progress. A person's voyage, only a lone geese wandering around. I miss the plumes of cooking smoke, that is the direction of my hometown. Suddenly yearn for a secluded tone, green hills. Bamboo spring water jingle. Smiling proud of the rivers and lakes, watching the wind and the moon, the piano and the piano sing together with the zither and flute. The moon sets, and rises again, the condor heroes, loving couples, can't resist a quagmire. I want to think, okay. Think about it, hold your hands and watch the red dust together. Even if you are tired or tired, you will not part ways. Use the heat of my youth to ignite the heat of love. Warm you and protect you until the earth is old. Tianhuang. The unwilling explosion of the thunderbolt on the sunny day, the music played by the turbulent waves, will not stop, will not break the chapter, let them sing for love. Three autumns, one day, short and long, no longer use time To measure. Suimei thinks to be convinced, to control your thoughts; toss and turn to realize your dreams. With you, the world is bright. For you, I would rather go straight for nine days! Xueer, you really don’t understand, my world Can't it be without you?"

"Bingzi Zhang" didn't know when he would walk out of the classroom, and listened to Yan Lingfeng's emotions without saying a word, and said with a wry smile: "You kids! What a..."

Yan Lingfeng shook his head like a walking corpse, and then walked away silently, no one knew where he was going, all that was left was his long back in the sunset...

Yan Lingfeng did not go back to the hospital or the dormitory. He walked aimlessly on the campus for a long time. When night fell, he sat on the overpass, looking at the constant flow of vehicles under the bridge, in his hand. The drunk beer can was thrown out vigorously, and then another can was pulled open, tears in his eyes and throating, "My world is blank.

Snowy,

Cover my desolate heart,

Flying sand all over the city,

Only this piece of whiteness, this love.

Wandering quietly,

Covered the dust,

You are the meaning.

Wuhen woke up from the big dream,

Where is the beauty of the good day?

The smoke flying with the wind,

Can you send my love?

A pool of clear water,

Quietly sigh,

Sigh for the lost love.

How I hope time can come again,

Take good care of that ignorant care.

How much I look forward to fast-forwarding years,

Say goodbye to this dazed age.

Where is spring in the snowfall plain,

Who can wake up the sleeping love.

Maybe tired,

Maybe sad,

Thick clouds,

Can't see the existence of true love.

tired,

It hurts,

The whole earth is deadly silent,

The stream in front of me is still a shallow confession,

The river is surging,

The lake is silent,

This first-class stream is still playing Cupid's love.

When love has become a stranger,

Persistent exploration should the turbulent tides be to prove the existence of the sea.The roaring forest uttered unwilling indignation.Wave after wave, the spirit of a galloping horse, the surging waves, what kind of style.Standing tall in the world, a man should be at ease.Tactful like a stream, spirit like a sea.Great deeds grind out, fame and fame come to kill.The tenderness of the eyebrows blooms for the king, and the cold plum blossoms are guarded.Lift the three-foot sword and cut through the white clouds in the sky.Hold the eyebrow pencil, lightly touch Jun Yan's smile!"

Looking back, the beautiful lady is not there; turning around, the sound is endless.Yan Lingfeng's heart was tugging with pain. He knew that he was not lost to love, but to age.They are still too young to bear the weight of the promise.Lu Yunxue didn't say it very clearly, but in fact, both of them understood in their hearts.Distance may not produce beauty, and time may not produce beauty, but what they need each other is not beauty, but miss.

No one knew where Lu Yunxue had gone. Yan Lingfeng had planned to go there, but he gave up after hesitating for a long time. Not only would it not help, it would only bring extra damage to Lu Yunxue.

The temporary separation is for better together.Lu Yunxue did not say this truth, but Yan Lingfeng also understood.So he only allowed himself to be decadent for one night, and when the sun rose the next day, he had already exercised on the playground for an hour.

Xiang Qingyun brought him a breakfast, fried dough sticks, soy milk and eggs. Yan Lingfeng was not polite to him either. He sat on the steps and took out his phone, found Sun Feiying's number and called.I drank too much last night. After returning to the dormitory, I was already drunk and didn't know the north, south, east, and west.

It took a long time for the phone to be connected, and Sun Feiying's dumb voice came over there, "Calling people early in the morning, do you still have a sense of ethics?"

Yan Lingfeng hung up without saying a word.He already knows the result he wants to know, why is he talking nonsense?

Sun Feiying hadn't gotten up so late, obviously the result was still very satisfactory, otherwise Xu Jianye would definitely not let him sleep so comfortably.Of course, there is another possibility that Shuiyun Yizhong has been eliminated, and the broken can and broken will be ignored.

Will it be the result?Yan Lingfeng had never thought about it this way. Sun Feiying's heart was not so big, he could still sleep so well after being eliminated.

"Won?" Xiang Qingyun had been sitting next to Yan Lingfeng, feeling ashamed, so his tone was low.

"Probably so." Yan Lingfeng smiled, then handed the buzzing mobile phone to Xiang Qingyun and said: "You can pick it up."

Naturally, Sun Feiying called back. Xiang Qingyun took the phone and answered the phone before he waited for Sun Feiying to speak, and asked anxiously: "How is it? Did you win?"

Xiang Qingyun quickly put down the phone again and looked at Yan Lingfeng with joy and nodded: "I won. Feiying said the game was very hard, but in the end we won, even though we only won by 2 points."

"Yeah." Yan Lingfeng was not surprised at this result, wiped his mouth and stood up and said: "I'm finished, thank you."

"It's all brothers, what are you polite?" Xiang Qingyun waved his hand broadly: "What are your plans today?"

"Training!" Yan Lingfeng replied concisely, and then walked off the stands holding the court.

Xiang Qingyun looked at Yan Lingfeng’s aloof back and shrugged helplessly. Yan Lingfeng looked normal, too normal to be normal anymore, but the more so, the more upset Xiang Qingyun, no matter how free and easy people, After falling out of love, there will always be some emotional fluctuations. Although Yan Lingfeng is not a broken love, he will definitely feel uncomfortable when he comes to it. See Fu Zijun's virtue when Liu Zhiwei left.

When Xiang Qingyun left, Yan Lingfeng didn't even know, maybe he didn't intend to know.After Lu Yunxue left, there were only two things left in his world, one was basketball and the other was the basket.

The sweat was raining, blurring Yan Lingfeng's vision.But he was still shooting, mid-range, and the three-point line, all leaving his footprints...

Lunch was still settled on the playground. Xiang Qingyun was like a standard nanny. He delivered very nutritious and delicious meals on time. Yan Lingfeng didn’t say thanks, and ate it as if it were taken for granted. .

In the afternoon, it was the same.

For a whole day, Yan Lingfeng left time for the basketball court.In the past, a large part of his love was given to Lu Yunxue.But now, all his love is given to basketball without reservation.

[Maybe this chapter is a bit confusing, but believe me, it will be on the right track soon.