Chapter 2 Our magnetic fields are not compatible 6
After the game was over , I winked at Zeng Chen, and he followed me to the corner of the court.
"Let me serve first." I stood opposite Zeng Chen and raised the small ball in my hand. "Don't underestimate me!"
"Come on." Zeng Chen answered calmly, his eyes a little vague.
After a few rounds, we played a gentle tug-of-war , neither of us used all our strength. The tennis was going back and forth, and I don’t know if it was too harmonious, Zeng Chen began to daydream during the game. In order to call back his "soul", I decided to hit him hard with the next ball.
I held the racket tightly, aimed at the trajectory of the tennis ball, and hit it hard -
"Snapped!"
In an instant, the fluorescent green ball flew over the net. Zeng Chen was stunned, and the next second, the ball hit his face.
"Sorry, sorry!" I quickly dropped the racket and ran to him.
Zeng Chen lowered his head and covered his cheeks, preventing me from seeing his expression.
"Are you okay?" I tilted my head, got closer to him, and observed his face. "What on earth were you thinking about just now? You weren't paying attention at all..."
"I'm not thinking anything." Zeng Chen answered with evasive eyes.
"Do you think I'm a rookie and don't want to pay attention to me?" I continued to ask.
"No." He pursed his lips.
"Stop covering it." I raised my hand and removed his hand from his face. "Take your hand away. Let me see if you're hurt."
I stood on tiptoe and moved closer to him. Maybe because I was used to coaxing Xiao Nuo like this, I subconsciously blew air at his red nose.
"Fortunately, I'm not disfigured, otherwise all the girls in the school would come to attack me." I stretched out my finger and poked his high nose bridge, and Zeng Chen immediately frowned in pain.
But why is his face so hot?
I retracted my hand, and then I realized that at this moment, the distance between us was so close! So close that I couldn't see any pores on his smooth skin, so close that I could count the number of his long eyelashes, and so close that the warmth of his face infected me...
Zeng Chen turned his face away and coughed twice uncomfortably: "I'm fine."
I don't know if it was my illusion, but I seemed to see two blushes on his face. I couldn't help but loosen my hand, feeling uncomfortable.
"No... I'm glad you're okay."
Seeing that Zeng Chen was fine, I was about to go back to continue playing ball. Suddenly, Mi Lu came towards me aggressively, and Lin Tong followed behind her like a little tail.
"Want a match?" She threw the tennis ball in her hand to me, and I caught it accurately. She raised her chin and looked at me proudly, "Double tennis, Lin Tong is my partner, we'll play two out of three."
I turned around and glanced at Zeng Chen, he nodded to me, so I agreed.
"Let me be your referee." Guan Qiao came out of nowhere and suggested enthusiastically. She winked at me mischievously and whispered, "Come on, come on! Beat them to death and knock that annoying Mi Lu down!"
After that, she pushed me to Zeng Chen. Just a moment ago, I saw Mi Lu had pink nails with rhinestones on her hands, and her grip was not wrong, but it was also unfamiliar. To be honest, I had no pressure at all for this game. Tennis is my favorite sport, and I have studied it very seriously, and I think my skills are pretty good.
The game has begun.
As I expected, Mi Lu didn't try to exert any effort at all, and Lin Tong played alone, but every time she swung her racket, she clearly intended to hit the ball towards me. If I were a rookie, I would have been covered in bruises. Zeng Chen and I said less than three sentences throughout the game, but it was like we had been partners for many years, and our tacit understanding was terrifying.
"In the first round , Yuan Wan and Zeng Chen win!" Guan Qiao announced cheerfully, "Let's switch places and enter the second round."
"You two are so awesome!" Lin Tong complained breathlessly, but was glared .
Zeng Chen and I looked at each other, and a rare smile appeared on his face.
"I guess we will win two games in a row and won't even have to go to the third game." I raised my eyebrows at him confidently.
"Let's go to another place." Zeng Chen wiped the sweat from his forehead, raised the corners of his mouth with a faint smile, and walked in front of me.
Mi Lu and Lin Tong were walking in the opposite direction from us, but just as Mi Lu and I were passing by, she suddenly slipped and fell to the ground. I was closest to her, and I bent down almost subconsciously and helped her up.
But when her hand grabbed my arm, I suddenly felt a burning sensation spreading across my skin.
"What's wrong?" Lin Tong ran to her with concern.
"It's okay, I just slipped on a pebble." Mi Lu brushed the dust off her clothes and walked away without even looking at me.
"Quick battle, quick decision." Zeng Chen whispered before the start.
After the opening, he was in full swing, and I only needed to swing the racket occasionally. I didn't pay attention to the slight pain in my arm, and I cooperated with him with great devotion. Lin Tong was hit all over the court by Zeng Chen and I's lobs. When the last ball landed, he was so tired that he sat on the ground, gasping for breath.
"Wow, I won so easily!" Guan Qiao was happier than me. She was breakdancing and jumping on the sidelines. "It's so unchallenging! Hahaha..."
While she was celebrating, she also did not forget to boo Mi Lu. Mi Lu, who was already so angry that her face turned red, threw her racket heavily to the ground and turned away.
"Lulu, Lulu! Where are you going? Wait for me!"
Poor Lin Tong had just recovered when she could only pick up her racket, waved to me, and followed in a hurry.
I calmly walked off the court, picked up the towel and started wiping the racket.
Zeng Chen walked up to me and said, "Here you go."
I don't know where he got a small object from, and handed it to me. I took it in confusion, and it turned out to be a band-aid with a cartoon pattern printed on it. He pointed to the position of his left arm.
"Your hand is injured."
I lowered my head and saw a small cut on my arm. However, I didn't even notice this minor wound. No wonder my arm felt hot when I was sweating just now.
"thank you."
I thanked him casually, tore off a Band-Aid and put it on the wound. Zeng Chen looked at me for a while with his eyes downcast, put his hands in his pockets, and slowly turned away.
"I'm leaving."
After treating the wound, I stared at the cartoon Band-Aid on my arm in a daze.
How could a science guy, whose body is always covered in the three colors of black, white and gray, carry around a Band-Aid with Mickey Mouse’s portrait printed on it?
