The match was a beautiful and difficult one, and the fierce competition was not without its bumps and bruises. The game was originally a narrow road for enemies. Both sides didn’t like each other. A group of energetic young people pushed and bumped each other openly and secretly. Everyone came out of the competition with two dirty shoes.
Lin Feng’s heart was breaking with pain; “All the f*cking footprints! Lao Tzu’s handful of ice cream ah ah ah!”
And turned his head to look at Chen Du’s shoes. “Sure enough, yours are worse. Crap, your knees are bleeding!”
“?” Chen Du lowered his head. A stream of blood flowed down from his leg. It flowed straight down into his ankle, staining his already not-so-white white sneakers.
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Ubld Pw csaasole y vkppwl yde nypwyzzu eyccle kv. Mbl czsse pnyvvlale kd yzz ekalnvksdp yde vbl obkvl pdlyjlap vwadle ale kd psxl ryavp.
“….”Nkd Wldt nzsple bkp lulp xkplayczu. G pxyzz 20,000 Pksa, yb. Tl oyp kd rykd qsa bkx.
Gqvla vbl rbsvs pbssv, Ubld Pw pbshle vbl vasrbu kdvs vbl yaxp sq vbl rlapsd dlmv vs bkx, “R byhl vs ts qkapv.”
Nkd Wldt vwttle yv bkx, “Ebyv’p vbl xyvvla? Gal usw tskdt vs qkde uswa pkpvla ytykd?”
Chen Du gave him a look of what was wrong with looking for his sister.
“f*ck me, you’re not really a sis controller, are you?” He was running over there all the time like he was possessed.
“Do you have a sister?” Chen Du asked him.
“No.”
“I do.”
“So?”
“So you don’t have any control.” Chen Du shoved the basketball at him, turned his head and ran away.
“What the f*ck?” Lin Feng looked at his distant back and slapped the basketball in his hand on the ground. The corners of his mouth twitched, “Dumbass.”
After a few seconds, he snapped his head up, “Hey! You bled on–“
Chen Du took off with long strides and he was up and out of sight in the blink of an eye.
“f*ck.” Oh, forget about it.
The rooftop door was open. Chen Du pushed it open and saw Chen Jiashu, who was standing on her toes doing a ballet.
It was different from what she had danced before. The white swan dance she did before was pure and delicate, while the black swan was the embodiment of beauty and sin. She was practising whipping and turning. Her back was strong, her body was resting, and one foot was standing up and falling down again. The other leg like a whip and swung away and back again, driving her whole body to turn in a fast circle.
Chen Du watched Chen Jiashu dance the Black Swan for the first time. Her centre of gravity was very steady. Her body was tensed into a bundle, her waist was light and soft, and her movements were a little like venting. It seemed as if she was about to pluck a feather from her body and throw it out, plunging it straight into the white swan’s bosom. The warm, bright red blood slowly flowing down the dark, shiny plumes. Dark and rebellious, but the elegance of the ballet bones remains the same, a delicate and stern sense of queenliness.
Chen Jiashu’s dancing style had changed a lot, and Chen Du suddenly felt that she was more beautiful when she danced a beautiful villain like the Black Swan with a bit of darkness. Compared to the White Swan, she was so flamboyant that one could not move one’s eyes.
The tips of her white shoes were stained with a little dust on the ground, and she jumped over from the grey floor tiles. She jumped in front of Chen Du, and suddenly her body seemed to have no bones, and she collapsed into his arms. Chen Du subconsciously wrapped his arms around her, and she rested her face on his shoulder, “32.”
“Hmm?”
“The Black Swan’s solo dance, the whip swing, has thirty-two turns.”
“That many?” Chen Du was surprised and went to feel her forehead, “Are you dizzy?”
“No, what happened to your knees?” Chen Jiashu looked down at his leg. His knee was red with two drops of blood dripping down his leg. The basketball shorts were stained red, and his nose smelled the slightest rusty smell.
“Oh, that, do you have a band-aid for an accidental fall on the floor?”
“A Band-Aid for bleeding like that?” Chen Jiashu shook his head, “I’m sure I’ll have to sterilise and bandage it. Are you not dizzy?”
“I’m not dizzy even if you’re not dizzy.”
“Nuts.” Chen Jiashu gave him a blank look, “Go over and sit down.”
Chen Du smiled and sat down with her. She unzipped her school bag one by one to take things out: alcohol, boric acid, gauze, cotton balls. Chen Du’s jaw followed the movement of her hands little by little, thinking even if she next took a scalpel out, it would not be strange.
“Wait,” she opened the alcohol bottle and twisted her head to look at Chen Du, “Is this from being stabbed with metal? If it was a nail or something, you’d need a tetanus shot.”
“No, just a fall on the court, rubber flooring ,,,,,, By the way, why didn’t you come?”
“Too many people, so I didn’t want to go.”
“…” Oh.
Chen Jiashu soaked the cotton ball with alcohol and pressed her hand down to Chen Du’s wound. Chen Du felt a little embarrassed, “I’ll do it myself hiss-!”
“Ah,” he craned his neck and sighed in pain. The feeling of a large wound being pushed into the alcohol was like someone holding a fire to it, “Did you secretly pour chilli water into the alcohol?”
“No, I’ll remember to pour it next time.” Chen Jiashu was as sarcastic as he was, but her hands moved a little more gently. She cleaned the alcohol sponge and put on the medicine sponge, very quickly. Then, she put the gauze over the wound, “Press it yourself.”
Chen Du pressed on it, watching Chen Jiashu cut and tear the tape. Her long thin fingers, from the fingertips to the wrist, were fair. Perhaps all the damage on her foot was made up with her hands. If she went to play the piano, she would also be very beautiful. Chen Jiashu put the tape on the gauze to fix it. Her palm was against the back of his hand, and Chen Du felt that that piece of skin was a little hot. Obviously, her hand was not hot at all. It was warm and cool.
The ambiguous sparks from that simple touch were still heart-pounding, even though more intimate and deeper things had been done many times.
“When you go back, touch less water for a few days or it may bleed. It won’t kill you; just go to the school nurse and re-bandage it.” Chen Jiashu stood up with his bag and headed for the hallway, “Let’s go.”
“Where to?”
“To eat.”
“So early? Why don’t you sit down for a while and wait. Then what did you ask me to come over for?”
Chen Jiashu smiled a little. She turned her head and came over, bending down in front of Chen Du, “Do you know what the rooftop is?”
Chen Du heard her voice was not too serious, and asked, a little hesitantly: “What?”
“A place for cheating.”
Her two t*ts were squeezed into a deep furrow because of her bent over position, half hidden through the zip of her school uniform. The soft mounds fell in front of his eyes, swaying gently. As the owner of the body laughed, a wave of shallow and tantalising bre*sts bounced.
She then stood up straight again, her eyes and chin lowered at him, “If you want to be a monk, that’s fine. It’s no fun. I’m leaving.”
Chen Du stepped forward and wrapped an arm around her waist, carrying her to sit on his leg.
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