A simple story from stranger to badminton friend to boyfriend and girlfriend~
Yang Luo felt that her mind was like a badminton flying in mid-air, stagnant and moving rapidly at the same time. From the moment the ball was sent out, everything was out of her control. As for the rest, whether or not to catch it, whether to catch it, and how to catch it all depended on the person opposite.
She watched Jiang Jing scoop up the ball, catch it with her left hand and gently rub the ball holder, while her right hand held the racket and stood at her waist. He tilted his head slightly and looked directly into her eyes with a serious and unabashed gaze that appeared for the first time in her memory.
Jiang Jing raised his eyebrows, "Did you hang on me?"
She stared back, "Who's hanging on whom?"
"You hang me up."
Yang Luo suspected that he heard wrongly.
Why does it feel like his tone sounds like he has been wronged in some way?
"You said you could."
She finally choked out a few words, and then she blushed for some reason. She felt as if a rough-skinned hand had touched her face, making it feel hot and red.
Instead, Jiang Jing chuckled, and for some reason, he looked happy.
"Well, yes. You can."
Purpose: Practice badminton well, and sooner or later you will have a bf (referring to ball friend)