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I pulled her towards the playground. "Xiang Jie, what are you doing! Let go!" Xia Ying suddenly shook off my hand. "I'm taking you to find Ouyang. He should be at the school gym now." I replied calmly, and Xia Ying sneered, "Fine, let's go then." She walked ahead of me, and I don't know where the impulse came from, but I suddenly pulled Xia Ying back and kissed her. Xia Ying pushed me away and shouted, "Xiang Jie, you're being a jerk! You scoundrel!" I smiled, "Well, now you've lost your first kiss. There's no point in looking for Ouyang anymore; just stay with me." "You... you..." Xia Ying was speechless. I took her hand. "Yingying, can you give me another chance? I promise I won't look at any other girls again." Xia Ying cried, slightly trembling. "Jie, you're such a scoundrel. Do you know how jealous I felt when I heard you hugging and kissing her? It drove me crazy! If you cheat on me again behind my back, I'll never talk to you again." I slowly embraced her. "Okay, okay, it won't happen again. I only like you." After more than a month of cold war, at that moment, the gap between Xia Ying and me finally collapsed.
After we returned to the classroom, Gu Mei Jiao and Zhang Yirong rushed over. "Xiang Jie! Where did you take Yingying?" "Rongrong, Mei Jiao, calm down. Let's forgive him this time. If there's a next time, we'll definitely chop him up!" Xia Ying shot me a glare. Zhang Yirong and the others exchanged confused looks at us: "Are you two reconciled just like that?" We both smiled without saying a word. No matter what, the storm had passed; I could finally focus all my energy on the school basketball team.
We all trained hard. I noticed that Li Kanglin's talent was really impressive; whether it was jumping or basic skills, he excelled. In the blink of an eye, half a semester had passed without any official matches this term, which was quite frustrating.
January 17th was my eighteenth birthday. I asked my dad for some money to eat out. Besides our four buddies, there were many handsome guys and beautiful girls joining us: Xia Ying, Three Sisters, Sha Xiaomei, Zhao Bin, Ding Fang, Jiang Lingfeng, Situ Jianfei... It was lively until after nine in the evening before we all went home. The four of us walked down the street with our arms around each other's shoulders. "Jie, what do you think will happen in next semester's City High League? How far can we go?" A Fei asked me.
"I don't know either. However, with our growth over this past year and our increasing synergy with Zhongqi Senior's team, our team is the strongest and most cohesive among recent teams," I analyzed. A Fei nodded in agreement: "That's right! Plus, Zhongqi Senior and core players like Bing Ge and Zhang Jun are already in their third year; this should be our peak lineup. Next year when Bing Ge and the others leave, our team will need a complete rebuild."
"Alright, alright! Let's not talk about such depressing things; let's keep moving forward," Shuai Dong interrupted us.
Pang Hao said, "It's getting late; shouldn't we head home?"
"Okay then! Let's part ways here; goodbye!" I waved to A Fei as we said goodbye to Shuai Dong.
After parting ways with A Fei under the dim streetlights, he asked me, "Jie, how did you reconcile with Xia Ying? I'm not very clever; teach me your experience so I can avoid arguing with Sha Xiaomei in the future." A Fei laughed awkwardly. Just as I was about to respond, I suddenly saw some familiar faces sitting at a nearby food stall... It was those middle-aged thugs again! Among them was Mutton Chops; it seemed he spotted us too—what bad luck!
"A Fei, let's take another route..." My gaze was fixed on those people.
"What's wrong?" A Fei followed my gaze and immediately became tense. "Jie, they're coming out..."
"Run!" I shouted as I grabbed A Fei and sprinted away. The thugs noticed us running and chased after us. Luckily, since we practiced sports regularly, we quickly outpaced them. We stopped to catch our breath at a corner of an alleyway.
"Good thing we ran fast; otherwise it would have been bad," I said while patting my chest.
A Fei nodded breathlessly: "Yeah... last time they caught you; it must have been quite an experience." He teased me.
After hiding for a while and sensing no movement outside, we cautiously left the alleyway. Phew! Everything seemed fine as we made our way back home while feeling anxious along the way. Fortunately, nothing happened during our walk back.
After this incident, we became more cautious when going out at night in the future.
Before we knew it, winter break arrived again—it was much shorter than summer vacation—only about twenty days long. During the Spring Festival period, I received red envelopes and set off firecrackers while putting up Spring Festival couplets. My favorite food is dumplings; on New Year's Eve we ate dumplings while watching the Spring Festival Gala. Every year I watch it just to see Zhao Benshan's final performance as a highlight act. However, this year he didn't appear even after waiting until past eleven o'clock! When I asked my dad about it, he told me that Zhao Benshan wasn't performing this year—what a letdown! I waited for nothing and felt exhausted from staying up late.
After Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the new year passed by quickly; school started again as we entered the countdown for the new season of City High League basketball games. The night before school started it had just snowed; on our way to school on that second day everything was covered in white—just like a fairy tale dream.
As we rode our bikes chatting away: "A Fei! The Beijing Jinyu team led by Mabu finished second in the regular season and made it to the playoffs! I think Beijing has a chance to reach the finals this year," I told A Fei about the CBA situation.
A Fei replied: "This year Xinjiang is far worse compared to last year; plus there's also the suddenly rising dark horse Shanxi team—this season's CBA is quite intense."
By the way—wasn't 2001 supposed to be the end of the world? Could that actually come true?
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