69novels Chapter 26 The Seventh Guardian Egg
Chapter 26 The Seventh Guardian Egg
"Jinason, where are you now?"
"Huh? Guoguang...?" Yameng put the phone to his ear in a daze, Tezuka's voice came from the receiver, "I'm at home...what's wrong?"
"...Are you still awake?" Tezuka said firmly.
Yameng rubbed her eyes, struggled to sit up, and asked with a strong nasal voice: "Well... I slept a little late yesterday... What's the matter?"
"The game." Tezuka said succinctly.
Contest?
Scratching the messy hair from sleep, Yameng managed to regain consciousness. When the other party mentioned the game, he turned his head and looked at the desk calendar on the desk. There was a date specially circled by him on it, but it was tomorrow.
"Isn't your game tomorrow? You called me a day earlier... Ah, did you remind me because you were afraid I would forget?" Yameng could only think of this reason.
"..."
Tezuka on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and his voice was a little helpless: "The game schedule was moved up by one day, and I sent you a text message to tell you about it last week."
It seems that there is such a thing...
It was only later that Yameng remembered that she had indeed received a text message from the other party last week, but she didn't remember it deliberately because there were too many bad things during that time.
"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I almost forgot." Yameng scratched his head, a little embarrassed, "It's at Kinomori Park at two o'clock in the afternoon!"
"Ah."
"Okay, I will definitely arrive early in the afternoon! Guoguang, just wash your neck and wait for me! You must work hard for the competition!" Encouraging her young tame dye with cheerful tone, Yameng quickly hung up the phone and lifted the quilt Get out of bed and rush downstairs to the bathroom to wash up.
Tezuka, who was hung up before telling the other party the exact location: "..."
When Yameng put on his coat, packed his keys, wallet and mobile phone and was about to go out, he looked in the mirror and suddenly found that the pink hair on both sides of his hair was curled up, no matter how hard he tried to press it with his hands, he couldn't press it down.
"Let me do it." Seeing Yameng trying to suppress the curled hair, Xiaosi floated over with a small comb, "If the hair is frizzy, the hair will still curl up, use a comb to straighten the hair That's it."
With Xiaosi's help, the hair on both sides of him was finally tucked between the temples. Yameng squeezed Xiaosi's fleshy cheeks, "Thank you, as expected, you are the best at this kind of thing."
"You can wear a nightcap before going to bed next time, Ya Mengjun's hair gets messy too easily."
"I don't want to use such troublesome things." Yameng waved his hand, "Why are you the only one? What about Xiaolan and the others?"
"Playing with Yashi downstairs, is Yameng-jun going out?"
Yameng nodded, and walked out of the room with Xiaosi after tidying up, "I will go to watch a friend's game in the afternoon, and I may come back later. Today, Mom and Dad both have work so they will not be at home all day. Yashi will ask you to take care of them."
My younger sister, Ya Shi, has known about the existence of guardian sweethearts since she was a child. Although she used to call her "good sweetheart" by mistake, her four guardian sweethearts have watched Ya Shi grow up. I feel relieved to give my sister to them. .
"Brother, go slowly~" Ya Shi, who was only concerned about changing various gorgeous princess dresses for Xiao Lan and Mi Qi, said goodbye to Ya Meng without turning her head.
Regardless of the screams of the two sweethearts behind him, Yameng twitched the corners of his mouth and left the house without hesitation. After all these years, his sister's habit of dressing up as a princess for others has not changed at all.
I checked the address of Mori Park with the mobile phone navigation, and it is not very far from his home. It takes about 10 to [-] minutes by tram, and it is not yet one o'clock. He can definitely get there before the start of the game.
Arriving at the station and getting on the tram smoothly, Yameng just found an empty seat and sat down, the phone in his pocket vibrated at this moment, thinking it was a text message from Tezuka, Yameng took out his phone and turned on the screen, but found that it was not Tezuka, but Aomine.
"This black skin is really not idle on weekends..." Yameng couldn't help muttering, and he didn't know what was going on. Recently, the contact between Qingfeng and him has inexplicably increased, often three text messages a day for three days The frequency of a phone call, and the content is extremely boring.Either ask him what he ate and did today, or take a test paper and ask him how to do a certain question.
Come on, this guy is a sophomore in high school and he is a freshman in high school, it would be crazy if he could do that kind of problem.
If it wasn't for the wrong gender, Ya Meng would almost think that he had a girlfriend.
[Come out to play basketball in the afternoon, at the street basketball court I went to last time. 】
Look, another boring text message.
Playing your sister's basketball. I don't know who abused him into a dog on the basketball court last time. In the end, he couldn't even walk. I really regarded myself as a free training partner.
On the surface, the cloud is calm, but in fact, Yameng, who has already been full of mmp in her heart, pressed her phone and replied blankly.
【No time, don't go. 】
After sending the text message, the other party replied quickly, and Yameng wondered if this guy had been holding the phone all the time.
【No time?Shouldn't you just wake up at this time? 】
Qingfeng, who was lying on the bed, lazily pressed his mobile phone to reply to the text messages. Their basketball team had no training this weekend, and he didn't want to sleep at home, so he just took out his mobile phone and started harassing Kia Meng.
Untiringly teasing Yameng, Qingfeng had already imagined the other person's swollen face, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth to laugh. Just when he was about to ask him if he wanted to go out and play video games, the other party sent a text message.
[I'm going to Kinomori Park in the afternoon, a friend has a game there today, so I'm not free.Having said that, if you have this time, you might as well review the final exam questions. May has complained to me more than once that your grades have been hovering below the passing line. 】
Qingfeng squinted his eyes and immediately sat up. He didn't care to read what was written at the back of the text message, and he focused all his attention on the previous paragraph.
Kinomori Park... Competition?
Ever since he made his mind clear, Qingfeng became sensitive to everything around Yameng.I heard the other party talk about the competition held in Kinomori Park before, and I also mentioned many times the boy who grew up with him, what is the name of the tennis player... Come on?
It doesn't matter what the name is. What Qingfeng cares about is the sparkle in Yameng's eyes whenever Yameng mentions the person named Guang, and there is a little pride in the complimenting tone.At that time, Qingfeng felt a little uncomfortable when he heard it, but when he thinks about it now, his mood is completely different from before. Apart from being unhappy, Qingfeng feels more tasteful and dissatisfied.
There is nothing more frustrating than having your sweetheart compliment other people in front of you.
He knew the reason for his restlessness, and the solution was close at hand. Before his mood got worse, Qingfeng's hand had subconsciously moved.
[Kinomori Park?It's right next door to my house. It just so happens that I don't have anything to do today, so I will reluctantly accompany you to watch the game. 】
Turning off the phone, a carp got out of bed, Qingfeng plucked the messy hair and then ran to the bathroom to wash his face.
Forest Park is indeed next door to his house, and it takes about 10 minutes to walk there. Maybe you can still see that guy at the entrance when you go out now.
Raising his head to look at his water-stained face in the mirror, Qingfeng narrowed his eyes, he really wanted to see what Hinasen said about the very good tennis player and outstanding young tame-ran.
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After getting off the tram, Yameng went straight to Kinomori Park, and searched for a long time at the entrance but couldn't find Aomine.
"What are you doing? I said I would wait at the entrance."
Yameng took out his mobile phone to check the time. There were still ten minutes before the start of the game. If he hadn't received a text message from Qingfeng who was coming to watch the game suddenly, he would have gone in a long time ago.
Yameng has already begun to guess that Qingfeng's bastard is playing with him again.
Kicking the stones beside her feet in every possible way, Yameng was thinking that she might as well go in first, but when she was about to lift her feet into the park, Qingfeng's lazy voice came from afar.
Turning his head and meeting Qingfeng's eyes, there was a wanton smile on his face.
"Yo."
"Yo you big-headed ghost!"
Yameng let out a "hehe", raised his foot and kicked Qingfeng's knee fiercely, until the other party's face showed a distorted expression, Yameng put down his foot and snorted coldly: "When will you be able to correct your problem of being late?"
"Then you guys are too aggressive!" Qingfeng clutched his knees in pain. He was quite happy to see this guy at the weekend, but he kicked him right away.
"I don't stay at home and sleep on the big weekend. I have nothing to do. I don't know what you think." Looking at the time displayed on the phone, Yameng didn't care about the complaining black skin behind him, but He directly pulled his wrist and entered Kinomori Park with him.
Qingfeng suddenly fell silent, the skin on the wrist was touched by the other's warm fingertips, and an unnatural blush flashed across that dark face.
It's rare that the two of them didn't quarrel like elementary school students this time. Yameng has been pulling Qingfeng's wrist like this to find the playing field, but Yameng, who came here for the first time, couldn't find the place at all.
"Hey, are you really here to watch the game?" Qingfeng asked, he had already been dragged around here several times by the other party, "This park covers a large area, you can definitely find a place."
"... Long-winded, I know how to get there." Yameng's answer was very unassuming, he would never admit that he was lost in front of this guy.
Qingfeng yawned sleepily. It didn't matter to him whether he could find the place, anyway, he already met the person he wanted to see today. As for the match, it would be great if Naisen really didn't catch up.
His eyes turned back to Yameng, who was awkwardly holding his mobile phone as if he was sending a text message. With his good eyesight, Qingfeng saw the name on the screen of his mobile phone.
Tezuka Kunimitsu?
Qingfeng, who successfully got the name, silently memorized the name in his heart. Seeing that Yameng was still trying to find a place, Qingfeng thought for a while, put his hand on his shoulder and forced him away.
"??" Yameng asked Qingfeng what to do with his eyes.
"I'm hungry." Qingfeng said solemnly, regardless of how Yameng would react, he directly pulled him to a food stall next to him.
Handing the food stand owner two banknotes, Aomine ordered two sandwiches.
"Anyway, there is still some time before two o'clock. I will accompany you to find something after eating." Qingfeng said flatly, then glanced at Yameng again, "You didn't eat at noon, did you?"
"How did you know?"
Qingfeng said in a natural tone: "I don't know you yet? Usually you just wake up at this time, and you will be ghosted if you can catch up with the meal."
Yameng had no intention of praising the other party at all, and his work and rest time was clearly known by this guy, which made him feel a little subtle.
After taking the two sandwiches made by the boss, and handing one of them to Yameng, Qingfeng started to eat. He hadn't eaten since morning and he was already hungry.
Yameng glanced at the sandwich in her hand, then couldn't help stretching her neck to look at the one in Qingfeng's hand.
"Why?" Qingfeng said inarticulately while chewing on a piece of lettuce.
"Your share has ham, but mine doesn't." Yameng pointed to the slice of ham in the sandwich in Qingfeng's hand, with a little expectation in his eyes.
Qingfeng snorted coldly, but generously borrowed two disposable chopsticks from the boss, picked up the ham in the sandwich and threw it directly into Yameng's mouth.
Yameng chewed the fresh and tender ham in his mouth contentedly, and just as he swallowed it, Qingfeng took another piece and handed it to his mouth.Yameng, who was completely unaware that she was being fed, opened her mouth subconsciously, and did not forget to move closer to Qingfeng.
Looking down at the pink head that kept approaching him in front of him, Qingfeng coughed unnaturally, and couldn't help but rejoice that the owner of the food stall forgot to put ham slices in the sandwich for Ri Naisen.
"Jinason?"
Suddenly there was a quiet voice behind him, with a hint of uncertainty.Hearing the familiar voice, Yameng still kept the chopsticks handed over by Qingfeng in his mouth, turned his head subconsciously, and saw the tea-haired boy in the blue and white team uniform, calmly watching the young man standing in front of the food stall. Qingfeng who was feeding by himself and beside him.