The golden retriever was sent away by Miles the next morning. Arden seemed fine on the surface, but felt a little regretful in his heart.
Training continued in the morning. The basketball stadium was large and had many fitness equipment. After the regular strength training of the upper and lower limbs, Arden wiped the sweat from his forehead and sat on a chair to rest.
Coach Li came over and patted him on the shoulder: "Shang Le, come here."
Arden drank the last sip of mineral water, stood up and followed, and the two of them arrived at the deserted lounge.
After closing the door, Coach Li pondered for a moment and said slowly: "Shangle, you performed well in the basketball team. The last time the National Men's Basketball Professional League recommended the school to you, but..." He paused.
Arden lowered his head to look at him, listening quietly, sweat dripping from his temples and down his chin.
Coach Li sighed: "The school gave the quota to the previous team."
The men's professional basketball league is the dream of many basketball players, and those who can enter it are outstanding basketball talents.
The league is also an important way for athletes to reach the top of their careers. It is normal for the recommended spots to be competed for.
Arden's Adam's apple moved: "I know."
Coach Li wanted to comfort him, but he was hugged by the shoulders. Shang Le was cool and didn't care: "It's a small matter."
There was a smug look in his eyes, and his lips curled up slightly, revealing his sharp canine teeth: "I want to enter the league based on my own strength."
Coach Li looked into his dark eyes and was stunned for a moment by the wanton growth of wildness and confidence. Then he laughed: "Young people just need this energy and courage, Arden, I believe in you."
After some encouragement, when he saw something, Coach Li suddenly paused and looked at him with the eyes of an experienced person: "Shang Le, I know you young people have more energy, but... you should exercise some restraint. S3x with women will have an impact on your sports career."
Arden followed his gaze and saw the faint K!ss mark on his neck that had not faded yet, and the ambiguous teeth marks on his collarbone, which were very obvious under the loose basketball vest.
Arden: ...
I forgot about it when I was changing clothes in the morning.
Shang Le humbly accepted the teachings, and ran away immediately after the training. He had an appointment at noon today, so he did not eat with Ji Xiangwu and the others, and went straight back to the dormitory.
Miles had no classes in the morning, so he took the dog away very early and came back around eleven o'clock.
When Arden opened the door, he was wearing gloves and cleaning the light dog hair on the desk and in the corners of the room. He had basically finished cleaning and the room was spotless.
Looking at the black gloves on his hands, which wrapped the slender fingers and looked extremely beautiful and appropriate, Shan Le recalled the pain he felt when he was dominated by Shi You.
Arden is a sports student, and sometimes he has the same bad habits that most sports students have. He usually does a lot of exercise and sweats a lot, so his clothes and shoes always smell like sweat. At first, he would always save up some money and then carry the bucket to the laundry room to wash. He usually doesn't like to tidy up and keeps things in a mess.
But Miles is an extreme mysophobic and has obsessive-compulsive disorder. He is very particular about the placement of everything. The clothes in the wardrobe are always neat, and even the socks are in order.
After the two had tit-for-tat confrontations several times, Shang Le was forced to change. Now he is also a good young man who takes off and washes his clothes and pays attention to hygiene.
They won the dormitory hygiene model award for a whole year, and the commendation list from last semester is still posted in the corridor.
It’s all Miles’s contribution.
Thinking of this, Arden felt really bad: "Okay, no need to clean anymore, it's so clean."
Miles put the garbage into the trash can, tied up the garbage bag, and looked at him with his eyelids raised: "Who is as sloppy as you?"
Shang Le wanted to curse back, but then he remembered that Miles slept with a dog in his arms last night: "You are the sloppy one, sleeping with a dog that ran around outside."
In fact, Miles washed the golden retriever's feet last night, but Shangle chose to ignore it.
Miles threw the garbage at the door and planned to throw it away when he had dinner. It was a bit hot after doing these things. He unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt, raised his eyes, and looked at Shang Le sideways: "I like to sleep with a dog since I was a child, what do you care about me?"
But he saw the opponent tearing off his basketball vest, revealing his lean and toned upper body, with clear muscle lines and extremely beautiful appearance.
Arden put on a black T-shirt and put a band-aid on the hickey on his neck that had become lighter. After thinking about it, he put on another coat and said happily: "I didn't expect you to be so childlike. Are you still afraid of sleeping alone?"
Shi You paused. Before he could refute, Shan Le's phone rang. He looked at the other party and answered the phone and whispered a few words, "Let's go out now."
Arden hung up the phone, zipped up his zipper, turned around and walked out: "I'm going out to eat."
It wasn't until Shan Le left the dormitory for a while that Miles went to the balcony and opened the window. Several pots of green plants on the balcony were blown by the wind, and misty smoke passed over the leaves.
He stared expressionlessly at Shang Le who had just left the dormitory building downstairs. From the third floor, the figure below was small, but it was still possible to see that he was tall and had long legs, and was a handsome guy.
The man walked out of the dormitory's iron gate in a casual manner and saw a beautiful girl with short hair and an eye-catching figure waiting on the roadside. Miles saw Shangle walk over and put his arm around the girl's shoulders in an intimate manner.
The two walked out of the school together, and after turning a corner, they disappeared.
Miles took off the cigarette from his mouth and narrowed his narrow phoenix eyes, unable to see his expression clearly through the smoke.
Using his fingers hard, he snuffed out the half of the cigarette.
*
There is a private restaurant outside the school with a good reputation. Shang Le took his people to the private room and took the initiative to pull out a chair for them.
After sitting down, he handed the menu to the woman opposite: "You can order whatever you want."
The woman raised her eyebrows and glanced at him, holding her cheek with her slender fingertips in a relaxed manner. She is very tall, with a pair of long legs that are comparable to those of a supermodel, a leather jacket and Martin boots, and short black hair that reaches chin length and is neatly cut and curved beautifully.
The eyelashes are naturally curly, except that the eyes are more narrow and elongated, a bit like an exquisite BJD doll.
She ordered the dishes, and Shang Le took them and ordered what he wanted. The woman looked at him as if he was looking at something good, and after a while she said, "You..."
Arden looked up at her, a little nervous: "What's wrong?"
The woman smiled, and when her bright red lips were raised, she looked a bit like Shan Le, and her voice was very loud: "I feel like you are causing trouble."
Shang Le leaned back in his chair, lowered his eyes guiltily, changed the position of his long legs, handed the ordered menu to the waiter, who took it and left.
He said: "Guess, what trouble can I get into?"
Shang Yuji rubbed his fingers on the cigarette case a few times. Remembering that his brother was allergic to nicotine, he finally let go: "Are you in love with a man?"
It was like a thunderbolt. Arden paused and almost vomited blood: "...No."
Shang Yuji sneered, thinking it was very interesting: "As long as you are happy."
Arden was mad, holding his head with both hands and looking painful: "How did you know?"
"There is a band-aid on the front, but I forgot to cover the scratches on the back of my neck. I still don't understand you. If you were a girl, you would be responsible. With such an ugly expression, the other person must be special."
After a pause, she said, "Either he is someone who is not easy to mess with, or he is a man."
Miles is not only a person who is not easy to mess with, but also a handsome and romantic man.
You guessed it right.
Shang Le hammered the table with his forehead helplessly and didn't want to talk to her anymore.
Shang Yuji saw him like this, and as a sister, she at least felt a little pity: "Did he take revenge on you?"
Arden thought of something, grabbed her hand, and bowed his head sincerely: "Sister, my dear sister, help me."
"He said that I can only be even if I am... by him. What can I do to make him give up this idea?"
Shang Le felt that the hand he was holding began to tremble. He looked up in confusion and saw Shang Yuji covering his face and laughing like he was about to die: "Awesome, someone can actually bite a big guy like you."
Arden: ...
Throwing away Shang Yuji's hand, he shut himself in silently.
The food was served and the two chatted for a while while eating.
Shang Yuji is three years older than Shang Le, already working and living in Yucheng. Today I took the time to look at my younger brother and gave him the things Shang's mother asked me to bring: "Mom asked you to give some to your roommate, don't forget it."
Shang Le didn't say anything. Shang Yuji tilted his head to look at his pursed lips. After a while, he sighed: "No way, you didn't sleep with your roommate?"
You can really do great things.
Arden stood up suddenly, picked up his things and left.
Shang and Ji looked at him and shook their middle fingers, saying in a distant voice: "I wish you don't have a man to marry."
With a bang, the door closed.
Shang Yuji smiled, leaned back in the chair and lit a cigarette. The slender lady's cigarette was held on her fingertips. She whispered: "I don't like men yet."
*
Shang Le returned to the dormitory and opened the door with the key. He thought Miles might have gone out to eat, but he didn't expect to see someone standing next to the closet when he entered the room.
Miles crossed his hands and pulled the hem of his clothes, and took off his short-sleeved shirt with a tug. He turned his head when he heard the movement at the door and said impatiently: "Don't knock?"
Arden closed the door and subconsciously said to him: "We are all men, what are you afraid of?"
Miles sneered, said nothing, and turned to look for clothes in the closet.
Shan Le lowered his eyes, but was stunned. From this angle, he saw the tattoo on Miles's slim lower back. Layers of violet petals covered the cold white jade skin. The flower branches spread downwards and submerged into the waistband of his trousers, entering a secret place that arouses reverie. Like a totem, the lines pretty.
But Shang Le felt that he had seen a more beautiful scene. The purple petals were stained with crystal dewdrops. The man was lying under him, his skin was glowing white, and when he K!ssed him, he could smell a pleasant masculine scent.
Under the hazy moonlight, I don’t know whether the flowers are more beautiful or people are more beautiful.
Some scenes flashed through his mind, and Shang Le suddenly clenched his fists.
...
Shi You changed his shirt and left the top button unbuttoned. He lazily sat down on the swivel chair and called him, "Shang Le."
Arden didn't hear it. His mind was filled with the way they were entangled that night, naked and intimate. The memory that he recalled later made his whole body feel as if he had been hit by an electric current, and his scalp was numb.
grass.
Why did Shi You look like two people in bed and out of bed... Only then did Shan Le feel like he had lost his virginity.
Shi You looked at his increasingly red ears and cheeks and narrowed his eyes: "Why are you blushing?"
Arden finally came to his senses and sat stiffly on his chair, still speaking harshly: "Why am I blushing?"
Miles thought it might be related to the woman just now. After thinking for a while, he put one foot on the table, crossed his arms, and asked directly: "Who is that woman?"
"What that woman?"
Miles thought he was pretending to be stupid: "Oh, is she your girlfriend?"
Shang Le frowned, thinking of Shang and Ji: "The one you said you would go out with me at noon? Her? Is she a woman?" She's pretty much a devil.
Arden suddenly thought of his nickname for Shi You: Shi Demon.
Devils and demons, ugh.
He thought the two might have something in common.
Shi You was not sure what Shan Le meant and looked at him sideways: "If you have a girlfriend, break up with her first, and then we can talk about it after I fall in love with you."
...
...
After dozens of seconds of silence, Arden slowly turned to look at him: "...Miles, I don't have a girlfriend."
Miles's fluctuating tone made him at a loss for words.
Shi You thought of something, paused for a moment, put down his legs on the table, and finally turned his head to look at him directly: "That's good, I think it's better to choose a day than to hit it. Let's do it today to prevent unnecessary complications. Where are you?" I regret having a girlfriend again."
Arden saw him stand up and approach, and began to unbutton his shirt. His delicate collarbone was exposed, and he had a tendency to continue unbuttoning it downwards.
After trying to hold back, he couldn't help but grab Miles's hand. The other person looked at him, and Shang Le felt that there seemed to be a beast in his eyes that had been hiding for a long time and was eager to eat raw meat and drink blood.
...
Arden started to talk about this and that: "Well, for things like this between boys, you need to prepare some things."
Miles looked at him quietly: "Well, so?"
"So are you ready?"
"No."
"Then we'll talk about it another day---"
"We didn't prepare that day, so we didn't prepare this time either. Is there any problem?" Miles narrowed his eyes at him.
This rhetorical question pierced Shangle's conscience. He still remembered the blood on the bed sheets and Miles's high fever afterwards.
As he recovered his memory of that night, he also recalled the process and feeling of bleeding... Arden stood up suddenly, tilted his head slightly, covered his face with his palms, and suppressed his voice: "...I'll go take a shower first."
Thinking of where this hand had touched Miles's body, he quickly put it down.
Seeing him flushed with anger, Miles sat back on the swivel chair, feeling satisfied with his forbearance and pain: "Finally, we have reached the right path."
Arden ignored him, closed the bathroom door, turned on the shower, and let the cold water pour on him, making his whole body wet.
After a long time, the restlessness calmed down.
Reaching out to wipe off the water droplets on the mirror, Shang Le looked at the person with red ears inside and took a deep breath.
Saved a lot of lives.
Shang Xiaole, why are you saluting!
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