Emma ran quickly, and she hit the beach hard, ate the sand, but she didn't care about herself, so she stood up and looked back nervously at the volleyball he had saved. Then the volleyball hit the opponent's field, and one hand made a mistake and took it. The volleyball flew directly towards the sea.`

Confirmed that she had scored, Emma jumped up cheerfully, "Yeah!" Then she opened her arms, learned to fly the eagles, and circled around the whole audience for a while, stimulating the friends across the net, and her teammates even howled and howled, the atmosphere was so lively.

People who were leaving on the beach couldn't help but look at the place. Looking at the youthful figure, they all smiled similarly on the corners of their mouths.

Another round of competition, after a few rounds of back and forth, the volleyball flew back again, Emma shouted loudly, "I'll come, I'll come." Then she chased after her all the way. Almost before the volleyball was about to land, she rushed over and tried to save the ball. But unfortunately, it was too late, and the volleyball did not fly in the direction behind her, but flew further.

Emma's whole head was buried in the sand. She suddenly raised her head, shook her head, turned around and saw the opponents celebrating. Jenny ran over and pulled her up, asking with concern, "Are you okay?" Emma laughed heartily, "It's okay, I'll pick up the ball, we'll win the next point!"

Looking at Emma's energetic back, Jenny couldn't help but laugh.

Emma bent down, held the volleyball in her arms, and then prepared to turn back. But at this moment, Emma's gaze stopped. The bright yellow light in front of her trembled and supported the thick night sky. The full color slowly penetrated into the direction of the sky, dyeing the entire night sky into navy blue. You can vaguely see the lights of thousands of homes behind the city, like an exquisite oil painting. "Still and peaceful, elegant and magnificent."

In this hazy halo, she saw a man sitting quietly on a wooden chair near the beach. The soft lights covered his body with blurred colors, making the whole figure faintly, as if between illusion and reality, sometimes disappearing and sometimes appearing. There were many people sitting around the surrounding 66. But the noisy noise seemed to be out of place with him. The tranquility between the faults of time and space split the world, with a powerful force that made the passage of time and time become extremely clear, like a stream flowing in sight.

"Emma." The voice behind her came, interrupting Emma's thoughts. She turned around and shouted, "Here's coming." But her eyes couldn't help but look back at the man again. She didn't know if it was her own illusion. She saw a trace of fragility in that figure, and the moonlight that was as gentle as a shattering touch in the night, flashing brightly and darkly in the bright yellow halo.

"Emma!" The voice shouted again, Emma withdrew her gaze and ran back quickly.

When he entered the game again, Emma seemed a little absent-minded. A regular ball fell in front of her, but she hit her directly, which made her stand there a little stunned. Jenny hurriedly came up to comfort Emma, ​​"It's okay. It's okay, we are still ahead at the moment." But Emma knew that she was not lost because of losing points.

Looking back at the halo, the surging night was firmly surrounding the lights of the entire coastline. But it was like a cage, and all the strong winds and rains were blocked from the outside, but all the vitality was imprisoned. Emma said hesitantly, "Jenny, let others take my place first, I...uh. I have something to do, I need to leave first." When this idea came out, it grew irresistibly like a tide, and it flooded her brain in a blink of an eye, "Sorry, sorry."

As he said, Emma took a step, picked up her backpack and shoes, and then walked quickly towards the bar not far away.`

"Jenny, what's wrong with Emma?" Everyone else asked in an unknown way. Jenny was also confused, "Well, she, she has something urgent..."

Emma ignored the friends behind her. After running to the bar door, she suddenly braked, gasped, adjusted her breathing, and rushed in directly, walked to the table with great strides, stared at the man in front of her, but her head was blank, and suddenly she didn't know what to say, "Uh... I'm not following you." After saying this, Emma bit her lower lip in annoyance, grinning, feeling that she was hopelessly stupid, "I mean, I was playing beach volleyball just now, and then I accidentally saw you... Then, uh, I thought, thank you. I wanted to say, thank you for your help last time. Yes, so, I came here specifically."

Emma was completely speechless at herself. Her words were speechless and incoherent, so she could not look directly at her. She closed her eyes depressedly. But after waiting for a while, she didn't wait for the other party to react. Emma's eyes secretly opened a slit and peered at the reaction of the man in front of her. Then she saw the shallow curve of the corner of the man's mouth, a little bit of joking and a little bit of lightness, but was hidden in the thin lips and not leaking. But it was precisely this kind of tolerance that made Emma whine depressedly.

"I know." The man finally spoke, his low voice seemed to be a little hoarse than in his memory, and he faintly revealed a sense of fatigue, which was almost impossible to detect, but Emma still caught it, which made her completely open her eyes and look over, "I mean, I know you were playing beach volleyball just now, and you guys... are very energetic, and it's hard not to notice."

"Haha, haha." Emma scratched her head awkwardly, but didn't know how to reply. Then she noticed the man's gaze and looked at herself inadvertently. Emma looked down and noticed that she was in disgusting now - her clothes were covered with sand, as if she had just come out of the construction site; her barefoot was covered with sand, dirty as if she was playing with Mount Tai, which made Emma curl up her toes in embarrassment and try to hide herself.

Why, why every time she appears in front of this man, she always makes some jokes! Emma feels that she is like a beast trainer who just finished playing with seals in a circus!

Lance noticed Emma's shy feet, and her toes, which looked like pearl shells, curled up tightly and crampedly, as if they had been dyed with a layer of redness - like a conditioned reflex on her cheeks, which made people laugh. The curve of the corners of her mouth was raised lightly inadvertently, as if the smell of youthfulness could be smelled in the sea breeze.

Emma raised her head again, looked at Lance awkwardly and hesitantly, thought for a moment, and pointed to the back, "So... are you going to join us?"

"Beach volleyball?" Lance raised his eyebrows slightly and said in surprise.

Emma noticed again that there was an indelible depression between the man's handsome eyebrows. He hid it very well, but she captured the inadvertently disappearing fatigue in those eyes, and the fleeting heaviness outlined a touch of loneliness on her shoulders.

Originally, Emma thought it was her own illusion. The raging winds by the sea at night always made people look thin, and the thick and colorful night scenes always made people look lonely. However, at this moment, Emma read the silence hidden in the bright yellow halo, which was fleeting. Then, the man returned to normal, and his calm and elegant posture seemed to have never changed. The confident and calm smile seemed indestructible, like a perfect mask, resisting all attacks and spying. This made Emma's heart soft.

She didn't know what was born to this man, and she didn't plan to find out; she didn't know the story behind this man, and she didn't think she could help. But at this moment, she wanted to stay, not sympathy or pity, she just wanted to stay.

The panic and nervousness in his heart quietly hid at this moment. Emma showed a big smile and patted the sand on her body to make sure that her appearance was not too bad. "Yes, everyone can participate. This is a good sport, at least better than surfing." When it comes to surfing, Emma also made a face, obviously having bad memories of surfing, which made others laugh.

The shallow curve of the corner of Lance's mouth was a little helpless, and then shook his head, "No, I don't think this is suitable for me."

"Even if you don't go down to participate, you can watch it from the side." Emma was unwilling to give up, and walked to Lance's side, strode to Lance, and grabbed Lance's left hand on the table, "Let's go! Let's go!" But Emma used force, but found that there was no way to pull Lance. At this time, Emma noticed her right hand and his left hand. Lance's deep eyes raised, making Emma relax as if she was electrocuted, and smiled awkwardly, "Sorry, I lost my composure." Then Emma took a small step back, but still did not give up. "You have already arrived at the beach, at least let your feet feel the beach, right? Believe me, the smell of sunshine hidden under the sand, which comes from the soles of feet, will make the whole day bright."

Lance stared at Emma quietly, but Emma looked back fearlessly. About three seconds later, Lance stood up, picked up the beer on the table, shrugged, "So, please lead the way."

Emma smiled smugly and took the lead in taking the steps. She couldn't help but hold her hands together, put them in front of her. The roughness and thickness of the man's palm could still be felt in the palm of her right hand. The roughness of the friction was a little cold, but a hint of warmth was rubbed in the palm of her palm, which made her fingertips beat gently twice, and her heartbeat also leaked half a beat.

ps: The second update today is the end of the month, I beg for monthly tickets!

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Chapter completed!