This Pure Love for Volleyball Chapter 10

By: Awa Wei
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At three o'clock in the morning, Jason Tetsuro woke up from his dream.

He covered his face with his hands, and his heart was full of exclamations.

Why? Why is my brain not under my control? !

As I said, a momentary good impression will never last, so don’t dream about her again!

Let me sleep well!

Jason Tetsurou calmed himself down, turned over, and closed his eyes. The image of Junko kept popping up in my mind. The one that appears most frequently is the scene of Junko with tears in her eyes and frosty eyes, and the other is the scene of Junko walking towards him at the end of the alley that day against the setting sun. The two constantly alternate.

Jason Tetsurou was so annoyed that he covered his head with a pillow and warned himself again, stop thinking about it and go to bed quickly.

In a daze, he seemed to have returned to the place where he first met Junko.

This time, Junko's knee was broken. The girl frowned and her slender body trembled slightly. She seemed to remember, and put her hand on the ground to try hard, her fingertips turned white.

"I...take you to the school doctor's office, classmate." Jason heard his own voice.

Junko raised her head when she heard the sound, her eyes were misty, and she looked at him steadily for a while, as if assessing whether he was reliable.

Jason Tetsuro unconsciously held his breath until Junko stretched out a hand to him: "Thank you, senior." Junko's voice was as soft as a petal falling to the ground. If you don't listen carefully, it seems that it will be scattered in the wind at any time. .

Jason held Junko's hand hard, and the girl struggled for a moment before he let go as if she was waking up from a dream.

Jason bent down and let Junko hold him up. He put one hand around the girl's knees and easily picked her up from the ground.

The soft and cool hair quietly stuck to Jason's collarbone, and the faint fragrance of the girl lingered around him.

Jason Tetsuro felt that his body temperature was abnormally high. He didn't even know if Junko could hear his violent and heavy heartbeat.

Jason not only hopes that this journey will end soon so that he can escape this embarrassing scene, but also hopes that time can stop at this moment so that Junko can stay in his arms for a while.

I don’t know why, but I didn’t see anyone along the way. It was just him and Junko on the huge campus. There are many cherry blossom trees planted on the Yinju campus. When the wind blows, the pale petals dance slowly in the air.

When the school doctor's office appeared at the end of his sight, Jason Tetsurou felt a little regretful, but probably because God was favoring him, there was no one in the school doctor's office.

Jason placed Junko on the observation bed and turned around to look for hydrogen peroxide and iodophor. His wrist was grabbed by someone. White, slender fingers were placed on his wrist. His body temperature was low, like a small child. Wang Qingshui surrounded him.

"Senior, are you going to leave me alone?" He turned around and saw Junko's eyes filled with tears. Her voice was a little aggrieved, "But, I'm in so much pain, senior, can you help me get some medicine?"

Jason didn't even know how he found the medicine. When he came to his senses, he was already half-kneeling on the ground, holding Junko's calf with one hand, and carefully applying iodine on Junko with the other hand.

"Senior."

Hearing Junko's cold voice, he raised his head in a daze and bumped into Junko's frosty eyes. Junko moved her legs to break away from his hand. He was a little at a loss. He put down the potion in his hand and wanted to stand up.

However, Junko stepped on his knees gently, restricting him from getting up. Junko looked down at him condescendingly, her voice without any emotion.

"Excuse me, what were you thinking when you looked at me just now?"

...

Jason Tetsuro suddenly sat up from the bed and glanced at the alarm clock next to him. It read 5 o'clock in the morning.

He threw off the quilt, rolled out of bed, walked to the table, picked up his water glass and took a big gulp of cold water, preparing to take a shower and go out for a morning run.

He felt that it was still too leisurely. If you train more, you won't have these messy worries.

Jason put the water glass heavily back on the table, and the stainless steel and solid wood tabletop collided with a dull sound.

He quickly took a cold shower, changed his clothes, ran to the grinder's house, and walked into the grinder's room with ease.

The devil whispered: "Grind, get up and run in the morning."

Momo tried his best to open his heavy eyelids, and Jason's figure came into view. Momo pulled up the quilt and turned over.

I seem to be dreaming about Ethan...forget it, just keep sleeping.

The next second, Jason lifted the Caleb quilt and said, "Get up quickly, it's time for a morning run. Your physical strength still needs to be exercised."

Mian Mo’s face was full of questions: Aren’t we going to school for a morning jog? ? ? Why get up now?


The sound at six o'clock in the morning was empty except for the cherry blossom petals blowing all over the ground.

Jason's expression froze and he urged Hanmo to go to the gym as he didn't want to stay outside for a second longer.

Until now, Momo still doesn't understand why Jason is so crazy. After practicing volleyball with Jason in the gym for a while, he quit.

"Ethan, what happened?"

Jason twirled the volleyball one after another with a gloomy look on his face.

Momo was even more confused: "Can't you tell me? You can't tell me, or you can't tell me?"

Jason clasped his hands behind his head, lying on the floor of the gymnasium, staring at the ceiling in trance.

Looking at him like this, Mian Mo recalled what had happened recently, but found nothing.

"Caleb..."

"Um?"

Jason stopped talking again. He sat up a little irritably, grabbed the ball and wanted to go aside and practice by himself.

Momo gradually came to his senses, and he stopped Jason: "Is it because of Junko? Are you worried about this?"

"If you like it, you have to express it properly. Is this what you told me?"

"Junko is not anyone's property. Everyone has the right to pursue her."

Jason Tetsuro looked at the Caleb with a complex expression, and wanted to say, although what you said is indeed distressing to me, that's not all.

Caleb thought for a while and added: "Ethan, just do whatever you want, but even if it's you, I don't think I will lose."

Jason Tetsuro felt hurt: "Mill, your confidence is cruel to me."

Momo was amused by Jason: "Oh? Really? But if you don't even have this little confidence when pursuing a girl, aren't you destined to be a BE?"

"...I hope you can be as motivated on the field."

"I never thought about losing. I never go into a game with the mindset that losing doesn't matter."

Momo felt that although he was not particularly keen on volleyball, there was no level in this game of life that he wanted to lose. Including volleyball, including Junko.

"Then, can you ask Junko to have lunch with us at noon?" Jason Tetsurou still succumbed to his heart. Since Momo doesn't mind, then it doesn't matter what he does, right?

Caleb refused: "Three people together? No. I can be alone with Junko, or I can be alone with Ethan." It's either with friends or with the girl you like, so what's the point of interfering with one person.

Jason asked Momo to think again and not refuse so quickly: "But, I don't have her contact information. Just this time, please Momo."

Momo was speechless, so why did he reject Junko before? He sighed: "Okay, just this once, but..."

"But what?"

"But I think Junko will probably ignore you. Your behavior last time may have misunderstood her."

Jason took a deep breath, don't ask, you will regret it if you ask.

"Anyway, let's give it a try first."

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