Lin Xiao Feng turned away from An Nuan and looked at the teenage boys around them, letting An Nuan escape from that awkward atmosphere. He chatted with the boys while watching An Nuan through his peripheral vision.
His thought was on the scene at the center of the basketball court earlier.
An Nuan was so happy that she managed to shoot the ball into the hoop on the second try that she hugged him.
Lin Xiao Feng remembered how he froze the moment An Nuan's slender arms wrapped around his body. The sweet scent from An Nuan's shampoo wafted to his nose. It reminded him of sweet coconut.
He had almost thought that he was dreaming.
The hug lasted briefly.
But it does not matter.
What's important is… it was An Nuan who hugged him.
Lin Xiao Feng thought about his married friends' advice again.
It seemed that playing basketball was really useful.