He went to the athletic field without even changing his clothes.
After playing basketball for a while and not seeing her appear, he secretly regretted in his heart. Was his reaction earlier too cold, scaring her away?
But he didn't worry for long, as her petite figure soon appeared again by the basketball court.
With both hands supporting her cheeks, she unblinkingly stared at him playing basketball.
As long as he played, she watched.
Whenever he just sat down at the edge of the court, she would quickly rush over with a bottle of mineral water and hand it to him, "Tired from playing basketball? How about having some water first."
Her voice was very clear, without any deliberate pretense of weakness.
Not getting his response and not getting angry either, she would plop down next to him, start drinking water herself, and then compliment him on how handsome he looked while playing basketball.
