The first time I was attracted to him was on the court. He stood on the three-point line, raised his ball to the basket and threw it. A beautiful arc was drawn in the air. With a swish, the basketball went into the basket, and cheers and screams rang out from the sidelines. At that moment, the sun was just right, and the afterglow of the sunset crossed him. He is like a warrior wearing a halo, standing on the basketball court and appearing in front of my eyes. At that moment, I was deeply attracted by him and couldn't take my eyes off him for a moment.
So I began to appear on the basketball court frequently, just to see him more. In the last basketball game, our team failed to advance smoothly, but they all tried their best on the court, we know. In order to encourage this group of young and energetic young people, members of the women's group on the sidelines spontaneously stepped forward and gave them high-fives. I was fascinated by this team. Seeing him coming to me, I forgot to breathe and forget the noisy environment around me. On the lively basketball court, it seems that it is just him and me. When his broad and warm palm patted me, I could clearly feel the temperature of his palm, and a warm current flowed directly into my heart.
Surprisingly, he and I actually chose the same physical education class. We are in the same class. So when I do warm-up, I always look at him secretly by turning around, and I also watch him play in the shade when I have time. I dare not look him in the eye, let alone see him. Even though physical education class and I are in the same class, he doesn't know me. Even after class, he doesn't know that we are in the same class. He is not particularly tall, so he should play as a defender, pass the ball for his teammates in a more peripheral position, and shoot three points if he has the chance. Don't be too handsome to shoot a three-pointer. Raise the ball above your head, give it a light blow and it will fly out. I dare not cheer and clap my hands when I score, but I can only clap silently in my heart. I feel sorry when I don't score.
Once, it was his turn to borrow a ball from the equipment room. When the penalty was cleared after class, my hand was stuffed with a basketball by a classmate next to me. I thought I quit when the teacher announced the dissolution. Unexpectedly, he went forward to ask! "Classmate, is this ball from our class?" I held a basketball in my hand and froze in place. Next to the "plant" students to react first, busy replied "yes, yes", I didn't react, "ah? Oh, yes. " My heart said, "God, he talks to me, and his voice is so sexy ~"
I haven't seen him since the second school year. On physical education class, the teacher called the roll and he was not there. Some people say that he went to the army. I just realized that we were still in the same PE class, but he went to be a soldier. College students' compulsory military service is two years, two years, and I can't see him for two years. I finally got up the courage to add his WeChat to a large group. Once, I asked him, do you remember me? He replied "No".
During this period, I took the courage to initiate the topic and talked with him many times, but his response was always faint. I've been asking, he replied. He doesn't want to know anything about me. Then one day, he took a photo with his girlfriend in a circle of friends. I clicked a like and never opened the chat box with him again until today.
Two years later, he returned from military service to continue his studies. Seeing him again, he was a little darker than before, and his eyes were a little more determined. From a distance, I watched him pass in front of my eyes. I unconsciously slowed down and followed him until I disappeared into the crowd.
I didn't delete my friend. I usually like them when I see his circle of friends, although he doesn't like my circle of friends. I only remember that I took the initiative to fight for it.