Fox in the Penalty Area Chapter 4

Football is lying quietly in the grass, and the surface is glowing because of the dew on the grass.

Hu Lai reached out carefully to hold the football, as if holding a fragile gem.

He has to confirm once again whether this football is his football.

He turned the football over, and near the valve core, there was an English word written with a black oily pen: "WHO".

But here does not mean "who", but took the homonym of Hu Lai's own surname.

Hu and "WHO" are pronounced similarly.

Hu Lai expressed this as his own football in this euphemistic way.

Why not write "HU" directly?

Because Hu Lai did not find it interesting enough-he thought of a stalk in his head:

"Is this football" WHO "?"

"This football is Hu."

"Yeah, I just asked this football is" WHO "?"

"Yes, this football is Hu!"

Is actually a bit cold ... but Hu Lai doesn't care.

Seeing this word, Hu Lai can now fully confirm that this football is his, because others will not come up with such a cold paragraph like he is nervous, and then write it on the football.

There are hundreds of millions of footballs in the world, but this football belonging to Hu Lai is the only one, and there is no semicolon.

Hulai stood on the spot and looked down at the football he was holding.

Seems to have an answer to the question that has puzzled him today.

Is this the world I am familiar with?

It seems that many things related to football are different. The stars he is familiar with are gone, the club has disappeared, replaced by some people with completely strange names.

So this world is not the world he is familiar with?

But at school, his classmates are still those who have the same name and the same attitude towards him-Luo Kai never takes a straight look at himself, his younger brother and Ban Li Zhiqun mocked himself, although Fatty Song pitted himself but in the end Give yourself ten dollars as compensation ...

They look the same as they did yesterday, and they used to be the same as before. Although the fat man is sometimes pitted, he is his best friend. After all, it is estimated that in the heart of Fatty Song, he is also pitted at the same table ... …

Everything around him is familiar with him, including this deserted square where no one usually comes, including the football in his hands.

Those stars are different, professional football clubs are different, but they are far away from themselves, can they affect their lives?

Hu Lai considered it very seriously.

No.

So this world is strange?

No.

Since the people around me haven't changed, and there is no difference to yourself, what is different about this world for yourself?

Hu Lai wanted to understand the question. Whether he crossed or the world crossed, it lost meaning to him.

He looked at the football in his hands and realized that the most important thing now is that half of the time to go home half an hour late may be left.

Today's special training has not started yet!

He threw the football on the ground, and then kicked the high platform directly opposite.

If you look closely, you will find a thin white line on the turquoise stone wall, which outlines a goal-sized rectangular box.

That is his goal.

He was in this secret base of his own, kicking the football to the goal.

After a bang, the football hit the stone wall, but did not bounce back, but bounced to a very strange angle.

Hu Lai struggled to catch up and reached out to try to stop the football, but the angle of rebounding this time was too weird, so even though Hu Lai had almost split, he still did not touch the football, but almost pulled him The thigh ...

But Hu Lai was not annoyed. He got up from the ground, caught up with the football blocked by the grass, and rushed towards the goal.

And this time, the football still did not bounce back in the direction.

Hulai can only run to the other side of the square to try to catch up with the football and stop it.

This time he was better than last time. At least he touched football, although he only kicked the football to the other side of the stone wall ...

A slender leg stepped on the wooden staircase, making the stairway make a muffled noise.

Bang Bang Bang Bang ...

The girl holding a cardboard box in her arms ran up the stairs quickly. In the sound of her footsteps, the handrails of the stairs were shaking, shaking up the dust that I did not know how long.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone from the window facing the stairs, and was divided into four pieces by the cross-shaped window frame, and the dust fluttered in the four orange light columns.

The girl walked through the light and dust, and the ponytails swaying from side to side stirred the dust behind them into a vortex.

The dust will not touch the girl, as if they are not in the same world as the girl.

The girl put the box on the table and was about to turn around and run down, when she heard a muffled sound echoing outside the window.

She walked curiously to the window and saw a young man in the weedy wasteland downstairs, who was chasing a ball.

He staggered to catch up with the football, stopped the football, and then kicked the football towards the high stone wall opposite.

After the bang, the football bounced in the exact opposite direction to the teenager, so the teenager turned back to chase the football.

After catching up with the football, shot the ball towards the stone wall again.

The football bounced on the irregular wall. The teenager was running around in the open space, trying to catch the football, but it seemed that he was just chasing and running behind the football ass.

Looking at the awkward figure of this teenager, the girl didn't know how, so she thought of a dog holding a frisbee ...

And once she thought that way, she couldn't restrain the idea, so in her eyes, the image of a teenager running after a football and a dog running after a frisbee coincided.

Then the corner of the girl's mouth curled up—she was amused by her own thoughts.

But immediately she realized that she thought it was disrespectful to the young football player below, so she quickly picked up her face and put a smile on her face.

The teenager on the field is trying to stop a flying football, but in the eyes of the girl, this is very reluctant and is destined to not stop.

The teenager didn't want to give up. He has been stubbornly chasing football, just like a dog attracted all the attention by the frisbee.

He struggled to reach his feet in the air.

He played football.

He kicked the football towards the wall in close proximity.

Football hits the wall.

The football returned, and bounced back straight.

The face of the youth in the middle of football!

The faceless girl finally didn't hold back this time, and laughed loudly.

Hu Lai squatted on the ground, rubbing his face hard with both hands, making a low whimper, tears came out of the pain.

He wiped a few tears and touched another nose, and found that there was no nosebleed, and then he was relieved-no broken phase!

Then he stood up slowly, frowning and looking around the windows on the high platform.

Just as his painful teeth grin and breathe air, he vaguely heard laughter.

He remembered that the houses around him were unoccupied ...

As usual, the windows are tightly closed and there is nothing inside.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew from the alley and rolled up the grass and dust in the open space, making Hu Lai feel a chill and could not help but shudder.

It reminded Hu Lai of one thing-it is said that no one came to this wasteland because of the haunted legend that some children saw the girl in red by the window. But these houses really have n't been lived a long time ago ...

God back to observe the surrounding Hu Lai, only to find that the sky was much darker.

He looked up, the sunset no longer knew when it disappeared, and the sky was covered with dark clouds.

Li Ziqiang carried a huge mountaineering bag, then picked up two large boxes from the back of the van, turned around hard, and shouted at the opened door: "Qingqing, what are you doing? How can you go up and see no one?" "

"Come here!" The girl jumped out of the door and the red sleeveless T-shirt swayed, revealing the navel below.

Low-rise shorts put her two long legs in place. If you look closely, you will find that the girl 's legs are not the same as the other girls 'long legs, and they are not slender. On the contrary, the thighs are a little thicker. When the force is applied, the muscle lines are obvious, not white, but slightly black, but This muscle, coupled with wheat-colored skin, looks toned, filled with youthful vitality that cannot be hidden.

"Does it take so long to put something?" Li Ziqiang complained, and then shook his head to the trunk of the van: "Hurry and move, UU reading www.uukanshu.com. It looks like it will rain this day."

The girl leaned into the van and dragged out a woven pocket while saying to Li Ziqiang: "It was so beautiful to watch the sunset just now."

"Sunset?" Li Ziqiang leaned back, raised his head reluctantly, and looked at the clouded sky, and questioned.

"Just now, I just said that it was just now. Just now the sunlight came from the slits of the clouds, just like the Holy Light, but it was beautiful!"

There was indeed sunshine just now, Li Ziqiang smiled: "Do you like this place?"

"I really like it, Dad."

"Just like it, next two of us, we might have to stay in this house for three years."

When the girl moved her own things upstairs again, she leaned over to the window and glanced at it. It happened to see that the teenager cat was digging into the grass with his waist, only showing his buttocks shaking.

Well, this time it is finally not like a dog holding a frisbee, it has become a dog drilling in the grass ...

The girl stood by the window with her lips raised.

The boy was busy in the grass for a while before exiting. After exiting, he carefully restored the grass to its original state, and then pushed the bicycle beside him to leave.

Watching the sneaky figure disappear in the line of sight, the girl withdrew her gaze, staring at the bunch of weeds that the teenager had just been busy in thought.

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