Chapter 12. Feng Xingyun is the captain, look at Liu...
Feng Xingyun was the captain, and he saw that Liu Duanhe was indeed fine and was able to lead them all off the field. However, because of what had happened before, they were more and more angry as the game progressed.
After the match, the two sides were completely at odds with each other. After the match, the players from both sides started exchanging sarcastic remarks. Feng Xingyun even personally joined in. In the end, it was the vice-captain who had to bite the bullet and frantically try to smooth things over with the opposing School of Mechanical and Electrical Engineering, his face stiff from laughing, before he could barely control the situation.
Feng Xingyun's temper was at its worst during high school, and he got into many fights. If it weren't for the fact that his father would beat him if he found out, and that he would be called to the parents' office even though he was an adult, he would definitely have arranged a real-life live-action Kombat match with Wu Ke to teach him a lesson and stop provoking him.
They each went to the first row of the audience seats where they had left their bags to get towels and water.
Liu Duanhe smiled, as if the incident had left no trace on his mind. He picked up the water and disposable disinfectant towel from the bag beside his leg and handed them to Feng Xingyun.
Feng Xingyun took the bag, noticed it was unfamiliar, and licked his lips. "Where did this come from? You just left?"
But he was certain that Liu Duanhe had never left the audience seats.
Besides, Liu Duanhe doesn't seem like the kind of person who would run around sweating profusely just to buy water for him personally, especially since the team had several cases of water right at his feet.
He stood up, looking at Feng Xingyun at roughly the same level, and lazily put his hands in his pockets. "I had a delivery person buy it."
Although it was just a formality, Feng Xingyun was quite happy. His sharp eyes revealed a hint of a smile. "Next time, I won't drink it unless you buy it for me." Perhaps they were already friends. Feng Xingyun was a little surprised. Half a month ago, he would never have imagined that he would be able to have a calm and peaceful conversation with Liu Duanhe.
"Really?" Liu Duanhe raised his right hand from his side, staring into his eyes, and lightly tapped his chest with his fair and slender fingers. It was the first time he had ever touched someone else's pectoral muscles, even though it was through his clothes.
Startled, Feng Xingyun instinctively took a step back. "What are you doing?"
Wasn't it him who started acting cute first?
Liu Duanhe was somewhat puzzled by his reaction. He moved his gaze from his eyes to his chest and commented objectively, "Your physique is great, just right. How did you achieve that?"
Feng Xingyun felt that Liu Duanhe was completely out of character, and hesitantly replied, "I just play basketball, and occasionally run and practice boxing."
He nodded. "It seems to be a genetic advantage, just like some people can only develop six-pack abs while others can develop eight."
Feng Xingyun twisted open the bottle cap and took a sip of water. Thanks to his short buzz cut, his hair still looked stylish, but beads of sweat continued to stream down his forehead.
Noticing that he was holding water in one hand and the bottle cap and towel were tucked together in the other, making it inconvenient for him, Liu Duanhe naturally took the disposable towel from his hand.
He tore open the packaging and handed it to Feng Xingyun, saying, "Wipe your sweat, it's about to drip. Give me some water."
Feng Xingyun was surprised again. Liu Duanhe was really considerate to his friends. No wonder so many people liked him. He suddenly understood those people a little.
Regardless of what Liu Duanhe is thinking or what his true personality is, he treats all his friends with thoughtfulness and practicality, and at least he feels very comfortable right now.
Taking the towel in one hand and handing over the water in the other, Feng Xingyun wiped the sweat from his face and neck with the towel, thinking that even though he was covered in sweat now, Liu Duanhe didn't look down on him like before.
Moreover, his gaze fell on Liu Duanhe's curved smile. He was incredibly handsome. Feng Xingyun had never seen anyone more handsome than him. His features were so perfect that he didn't seem like a real person. Just looking at him was pleasing to the eye.
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