To The Lovely You

Chapter 317

They kept this posture for a long time. Su Rourou gently raised her hand and paused for a moment at a distance of 0.0001mm from the tip of his hair

Then she gently covered his soft hair with her hand and stroked it gently.

At this moment, she felt that he was like a child in need of comfort

After a while, there were bursts of footsteps and conversations outside the corridor at the door, which sounded like the voice of the players in their class.

As the footsteps came closer and closer, Su Rourou immediately took back her hand with vigilance

Feeling her movement, Luo Yichen also released her and sat down in the same place.

Just listen to Hou Xiaofeng's voice outside the door: "I wipe. I thought we were sure to win today. I didn't expect to lose and even fly our pants!"

Another player complained with some dissatisfaction: "if Luo Yichen hadn't made so many mistakes, we wouldn't have..."

"All right, all right, things have been like this, so don't investigate who is responsible!" Li Tianwei seldom yells at others so loudly.

He knew Luo Yichen's injury early in the morning. At that time, he thought it was all right when he said it was all right. Unexpectedly

Ke Shaoze was silent from beginning to end, and his mood was naturally very low. Not only because of losing the ball, but also because of... Losing people.

At the moment when Su Rourou shouted for Luo Yichen to cheer, he had realized very clearly that he had no chance at all.

A group of people pushed open the door of the lounge while saying this. The moment they saw Luo Yichen, the complaining boy was a little embarrassed.

"Yi Chen, have you been resting inside...?" He scratched his hair.

Luo Yichen didn't speak, just gave him a cold look, then stood up and strode out.

"Yichen!" Li Tianwei chased out, leaving a room of embarrassment.

A group of people threw sharp eyes at the boy one after another, which made him unable to lift his head.

Su Rourou stepped forward and summoned up her courage to say to the boy, "I know it's hard for everyone to lose the ball, not just you! But... Please don't put all the responsibility on Luo Yichen alone!"

"Yes, brother Rou said it!" Hou Xiaofeng came forward and punched the boy, "you don't talk, no one thinks you're dumb!"

Under the scornful eyes of everyone, the boy shut his mouth and hung his head.

A group of people packed up and walked out of the stadium in twos and threes.

They entered the gate with hope, but in the end, they left with disappointment

Su Rourou, carrying Luo Yichen's bag and clothes, stood at the gate of the gymnasium and kept looking around. The mobile phone in his hand has made countless calls, but Luo Yichen has not answered.

Her heart was full of anxiety and anxiety, and her big eyes were full of anxiety and anxiety. A proud son of heaven like Luo Yichen has never tasted failure since childhood... It must be very sad to fall from a high place

Where on earth did he go?

Finally, in the distant stands, she saw the familiar figure. Although she couldn't see his facial features clearly from a long distance, she could tell that he was Luo Yichen with only one outline.

Because she has deeply and deeply engraved his appearance in the bottom of her heart.

Her tightly held heart instantly fell back to the distance, took a deep breath and walked in his direction step by step.