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Lin Miaomiao buried her head in the sand like an ostrich, and dared not log in to her alternate account again.
She thought she must have had a Myocardial infarction, otherwise why would her heart beat so fast every time she thought of Lin Yan's teasing words?
Lin Miaomiao declared that she was ready to give up pursuing her crush, crush, and was prepared to have two ribs broken by her best friend. Unexpectedly, Yuanyuan did not turn hostile, nor did she resort to any extreme measures to coerce Lin Miaomiao, but instead showed deep friendship.
Lin Miaomiao was dumbfounded, this was not normal. But even more abnormal was that she began to frequently see Lin Yan's figure in her dreams.
During this dark and self-doubting period of time, the only bright spot for Lin Miaomiao was when the school's women's basketball team extended an olive branch to her.
Basketball was Lin Miaomiao's dream, a grand and shining palace. Although she had repeatedly failed to join the team since enrolling, the reason was simply that during the tryouts, the coach asked her to perform a radio calisthenics routine, and was deeply shocked by her lack of coordination, refusing to accept her into the team due to her physical clumsiness.
Has the coach discovered her outstanding height advantage and her ability to attack and defend, no, to defend? The initial self-doubt turned into self-inflation.
After joining the basketball team, Lin Miaomiao realized that it was a besieged city, not the radiant fantasy she had imagined, but rather she was exhausted by the high-intensity training.
Especially when the male team members appeared as "Visiting Scholars," the raging flame of becoming a superstar basketball player in her chest was completely extinguished.
Lin Yan's cold face stood out among the high-quality male basketball players. His temperatureless gaze swept over the faces of the girls one by one. Not sure if it was an illusion, Lin Miaomiao felt that Lin Yan's freezing gaze lingered on her face for an extra two seconds. She swallowed hard, hoping he wouldn't discover that she was the one who fought him for instant noodles that night.
The fact proved that Lin Miaomiao had overthought it. Since that glance, Lin Yan had never looked at her again, focusing on communicating with the female basketball team captain. After taking a deep breath, she felt deeply disappointed.
During halftime, the captain of the men's basketball team, Fu Xin, with a smug smile on his handsome face, approached her and struck up a conversation, "Classmate, have we met somewhere before?"
The handsome guy took the initiative to strike up a conversation. Lin Miaomiao was in a great mood and covered her mouth to act like a lady: "No, maybe I just have a common face."
"Impossible! You're so cute, give me your number." Fu Xin took out his phone, but before he could finish his sentence, a basketball landed at their feet.
Lin Miaomiao looked up and saw Lin Yan staring at her expressionlessly. Yes, Lin Miaomiao wasn't seeing things. Her heart suddenly raced again. Could it be that he remembered the incident when she competed with him for instant noodles?
Feeling at a loss, she only heard his cold voice saying, " Fu Xin, you're not picky at all. Go back."
Not picky! How bad is she? Lin Miaomiao's teenage heart, which was full of excitement, was instantly shattered into pieces, and her faint affection for Lin Yan was completely extinguished.
Lin Miaomiao fiercely gnawed on the chicken leg, criticizing Lin Yan's poisonous tongue and arrogance, and advised Yuanyuan to give up early. Yuanyuan looked sadly at the neon lights outside KFC and nodded endlessly. Lin Miaomiao thought she was a great best friend in China, successfully preventing Yuanyuan from going further down the path of pursuing Lin Yan.
I don't know why, even after filling her stomach, Lin Miaomiao still feels like her heart is hungry, unable to be satisfied. Countless quiet nights, the annoying figure of handsome constantly intrudes into her dreams.
The next day, when she saw Yuanyuan sitting on the sidelines of the court, abandoning her goddess image and becoming a goddess of humor, cheering for Lin Yan in a very funny way, why did that continuous sour feeling emerge again?
Someone woke up a dreamer with a single sentence: "Classmate, are you sure you don't like that person?"
After truly facing her feelings, Lin Miaomiao felt that her future would not be good.
Under the increasingly fierce and straightforward attack of Yuanyuan, Lin Miaomiao clearly felt that the ice mountain of Lin Yan was gradually melting under Yuanyuan's demonic fire. The aloof crush not only showed a rare smile to Yuanyuan, but also accepted the invitation to watch a movie with Yuanyuan.
Lin Miaomiao returned to her old profession, putting on sunglasses and a hat to once again become a paparazzo. Compared to before, this time Lin Miaomiao was much more skilled and also felt a lot of sadness.
In the dimly lit movie theater, she looked mournfully at the two people sitting very close in the front row, squeezing the soda can until it made a creaking sound. Just as she was about to let out a long sigh, a more sorrowful sigh sounded before her. Lin Miaomiao wondered who the person, as lonely as her in the comedy movie, was. When she turned her head, she saw Fu Xin beside her, also wearing sunglasses and a hat.
After the movie ended and the sky had turned pitch black, the couple gradually disappeared into the crowd, and both Lin Miaomiao and Fu Xin let out a sigh at the same time.
"Do you like Lin Yan?"
"Do you like Lin Yan?"
Fu Xin twitched his mouth at the words: "Lin Miaomiao, have you lost your mind? The one I like is Yuanling."
Lin Miaomiao forced a smile and said, "I see." Then she slapped Fu Xin on the shoulder with great enthusiasm and said, "No matter who you like, as fellow unrequited lovers, brother, let's go! I'll treat you to some meat!"
The two of them thus established a deep revolutionary friendship, leaning on each other to find food and comfort each other's wounded hearts.
Perhaps someone had shared a secret, Lin Miaomiao felt particularly relaxed, and that night Lin Yan did not appear in her dreams, instead she dreamt of the past.
At the age of eleven, she sat under the blue sky and white clouds with Chu Yan. Chu Yan handed her a popsicle and laughed heartily, " Miaomiao, don't you like the boy from the next class? Do you like me instead?"
They sat there like that for a long time, with the flowers and trees around them blooming and withering, the sky brightening and darkening, the white clouds drifting by. No matter how many times time passed, they remained the same as they were at the beginning.
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