Lin Ye
The setting sun slants across the court.
Lin Ye leaps into the air, and the basketball swishes cleanly through the net.
Girls scream from the sidelines, and guys whistle.
She raises a hand to wipe away her sweat, damp strands of hair clinging to her temples, wearing a nonchalant grin.
Outside the crowd, I stand in the shade of the trees with a lukewarm sports drink in hand,
having watched her for a long time.Faça login para continuar a conversa.