Mr. Mu Proposed Again Today-Chapter 109 - Too Many Memories_1

Chapter 109: Chapter 109 Too Many Memories_1

Chapter 109 -109 Too Many Memories_1

And there were Su Wanxia and the others, fiercely scrambling for the ball. Mu Yingchen watched from afar, feeling an urge to give each one their own ball so they could play however they wanted.

Suddenly, Jian Manhui actually got ahold of the ball and started sprinting towards Mu Yingchen and his side.

“Hua, you’re so dumb!” Su Wanxia yelled at Ji Hua.

“It’s Yan Yirou’s trickery, not my fault!” Ji Hua shouted innocently.

Playing dumb was a skill that Ji Hua and Su Wanxia had perfected to an art.

But unexpectedly, everyone had learned it—

“Catch the ball!” Jian Manhui bellowed and then threw the ball vigorously towards Mu Yingchen and his two companions.

Mu Yingchen, Mu Feng, and Mu Chuyang all fixed their eyes on the ball as it flew closer.

All three leaped at the same time—

As Mu Chuyang was about to catch the ball, he was abruptly bumped by Mu Feng’s body, causing his hand to deviate.

The basketball predictably landed in Mu Yingchen’s hands.

He caught the ball, swiftly turned around, and coolly jumped, flinging the ball towards the distant hoop without any hesitation.

His movements were as smooth as flowing clouds, executed in one go, practically blinding every onlooker with titanium-alloy eyes.

He was truly dashingly cool, absolutely awesome.

With a clank, a three-pointer, steadily sunk into the hoop.

“Wow—scored, it scored.” Yan Yirou exclaimed excitedly, jumping up not far away.

Su Wanxia was speechless. She had exhausted herself fighting for the ball and only scored two points, both two-pointers.

This guy just stretches out a hand, then jumps, and finally throws, and like that, a glorious three-pointer is born.

She knew he was good at basketball, but did he have to show off like that, huh?

How were they, mere novices, supposed to feel about this—

“Wanxia, hurry up and grab the ball!” Ji Hua suddenly shouted at Su Wanxia while everyone was still in shock.

Su Wanxia immediately snapped back to reality and started running toward where the ball had landed.

She might not have the same skills, but getting one point after another might add up, and who knows, they might stand a chance of winning.

Finally coming to his senses, Mu Chuyang didn’t care about playing fair and yelled loudly at Su Wanxia who was holding the ball.

“Wanxia, throw it here!” Throwing haphazard shots would never let them win against his elder brother’s team.

Su Wanxia had the same thought and threw the ball towards Mu Chuyang.

Because she didn’t throw it high enough, in the middle of its path, Mu Feng emerged and caught it in his hands.

She was sweating bullets—

Mu Chuyang was left speechless, palming his forehead—

He watched helplessly as Mu Feng scored a stylish three-pointer.

“Throw it higher next time!” Mu Chuyang said helplessly to Su Wanxia.

“Got it—”

Then everyone went into another round of frantic scrambling, which made Su Wanxia reminisce about the first time she played basketball with Mu Yingchen and the others.

She still vividly remembers the suppressed frustration on his face when he was annoyed by her, it was quite satisfying to think about.

“Phew, I can’t anymore, I’m dying here,” Jian Manhui said as she bent over, clutching her chest and gasping for air.

It was so tiring—

“Me too, I’m dead tired.” Gong Yining also grimaced.

“How about we take a break?” Su Wanxia also gasped for air, seeking everyone’s opinion.

“Yeah, let’s rest for a while,” Mu Chuyang said, his breathing also erratic.

No matter what, we really had a blast today!

Before his words had faded, Su Wanxia and the others had already rushed in Kang Xiaolan’s direction.

“Women just don’t have the same stamina as men,” he blurted out unconsciously.

But he soon felt that what he’d said was somewhat off. Luckily, the female comrades had left and hadn’t heard. Otherwise, a disdainful look from each of them would have left him riddled with holes.

“Brother, you’ve spoken the bitter truth,” Ji Hua approved, patting him on the shoulder.

Mu Yingchen and Mu Feng had already ignored the exchange and walked away.

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After that rest, Su Wanxia and her friends simply didn’t have the energy to play anymore and opted to join Kang Xiaolan on the sidelines to watch Mu Yingchen and the others play basketball.

Without them, the court finally looked like a real basketball court.

This time, it was Mu Yingchen and Ji Hua on one team, Mu Feng and Mu Chuyang on the other.

Ji Hua got serious about playing, showing some real skill, and Mu Chuyang’s basketball talent was not to be underestimated either, nearly matching Mu Feng’s.

“Hey, hey, noticed that? Men playing basketball is just so cool, especially those who are already super handsome—it’s captivating,” Yan Yirou whispered excitedly to the others.

Su Wanxia and the rest were immediately at a loss for words; how long had they known each other, and she was still fangirling.

But she wasn’t wrong; they were indeed quite handsome.

By the time Mu Yingchen and his friends were thoroughly enjoying themselves, it was almost 11 o’clock.

Ji Hua and Mu Chuyang joined the group to look at photos, but Kang Xiaolan hugged her camera close and refused to let them see, making them jump around in frustration.

Su Wanxia quietly handed a bottle of water to Mu Yingchen, who reached out to take it and softly asked, “Hungry?”

“Not hungry, I had a late breakfast.”

“Walk with me,” said Mu Yingchen as he began walking out of the court.

“What about them?” Su Wanxia glanced at the lively crowd nearby.

“Don’t worry about them,” Mu Yingchen continued forward without looking back.

Su Wanxia had to jog to keep up with him.

Mu Yingchen felt the person behind him catch up, a beautiful curve forming at the corners of his mouth.

Su Wanxia silently walked beside Mu Yingchen, and for some reason, she suddenly felt a sense of change, as if everything around her had transformed.

In the same campus, walking down the same path, with the same two people.

Yet, it somehow felt different.

Before, she was always the one following beside him, chattering nonstop as though there was no end to her words.

He always listened patiently with an indifferent expression, occasionally responding with a faint smile.

He didn’t know that his faint smile could make her secretly happy for a long time.

But now, walking side by side on this campus, she didn’t know what to say.

She didn’t know what to say because there were so many things she wanted to tell him, but she couldn’t.

Unconsciously, they walked in silence, aimlessly reaching the big wisteria tree on campus.

They both stopped at the same time, loaded with too many memories of each other—

There were so many memories that Su Wanxia didn’t dare to recollect, fearing that delving too deep would intensify the pain in her heart.

A gust of autumn wind swirled through, with wisteria leaves fluttering down from the sky like tiny golden butterflies dancing in the air.

She looked up to see yellow leaves and tightly entwined vines, not the clusters of beautiful, enchanting, pale purple flowers.

“Next year, when the flowers bloom, let’s come see it together,” Mu Yingchen’s deep and magnetic voice resounded beside her ear.

Su Wanxia turned her head to look at his handsome profile, her eyes filled with a hazy mist.

Next year? Is that possible? Could they still come here together?

If so, she hoped that during every blooming season, he could accompany her here, to this campus filled with memories, to quietly walk together—