Chapter 6
It took Yin Mu and Chen Qinglin more than half an hour to reach the gym. As it was approaching noon, Chen Qinglin asked, "Do you want to go have lunch first? Are you hungry?"
Yin Mu felt dizzy from the car ride and couldn't eat anything. He shook his head and said, "I had a full meal this morning, so I'm not hungry now. Are you hungry?"
"I'm not hungry either." Chen Qinglin saw that she looked listless and asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"
"I feel a little carsick, but it's okay. I'll be fine soon."
"Then let's take a walk first, and then check on your physical condition?"
"OK."
There was also a sports field outside the gymnasium, so the two of them strolled slowly along the track. On the green field surrounding the track, a group of boys were playing football, chasing the ball. Yin Mu glanced at them casually and asked Chen Qinglin, "Can you play football?"
Chen Qinglin followed her gaze towards the football field and said, "I played football with my classmates for two years in junior high school. Later, as I grew taller, I started playing basketball and gradually lost interest in football."
"Coincidentally, I also played football in junior high school."
"You play football?" Chen Qinglin looked her up and down in surprise. "Come to think of it, I was wondering just now. Didn't you say you don't like sports? Why did you decide to come to the gym?"
Yin Mu didn't expect that he remembered his casual words so clearly. He coughed lightly and said, "I just said that. But I really can't say I like football. Playing football is also forced by the physical education teacher."
"Oh? Why? Generally speaking, physical education teachers rarely ask girls to play football."
Yin Mu shrugged. "Yeah, we were confused too. The PE teacher said it was to improve our physical fitness. Anyway, we played football in PE class that semester and even had friendly matches with girls from other classes."
"What's the result?"
Yin Mu was deeply impressed by the match and said without thinking, "Four to zero."
"Who's four, who's zero."
"Need I say more? Of course we are zero." Yin Mu said as a matter of course, and then said, "Didn't the teacher say that? The most important thing in the competition is participation, winning or losing is not important."
"Good mentality." Chen Qinglin commented, and then asked, "What position do you play?"
Yin Mu thought for a while and said uncertainly: "Defender? I don't remember it clearly, but it doesn't mean anything anyway."
Chen Qinglin smiled: "It's not interesting, so what do you want to play today?"
"I don't know either. I just thought it was time to move my body around." Yin Mu looked at Chen Qinglin innocently. "Do you have any suggestions?"
Chen Qinglin happened to see two girls walking by, and two badminton rackets popped out of their schoolbags. He casually suggested, "How about badminton?"
Badminton is a very friendly sport even for amateurs. When Yin Mu was in her third year of high school, she was under great academic pressure, and her mother often dragged her downstairs to play badminton to relax. Since she had some experience, she was not unable to get started.
"Sure, there should be equipment for rental at the venue."
"Go and have a look?"
Yin Mu nodded: "Okay, let's go."
【Why would I want to watch people play badminton on a dating show?】
[No, who would play badminton before eating?]
[They're quite interesting. There's no spark between them right now, but they're strangely harmonious.]
[I can see the feeling of an old married couple... Is my filter too strong? ]
[I don't blame you, it's mainly because these two people look very compatible when standing together.]
…
The two people entered the venue, went to the service center to inquire about equipment rental, rented two rackets, went to the locker room to change into sportswear, and found an empty court.
Yin Mu placed the racket at his feet and casually tied his long hair into a ponytail with the rubber band on his wrist. He carefully moved his wrists and ankles and said to Chen Qinglin, "It's boring to play like this. Do you want to make a bet?"
"What bet?"
"Like whoever loses has to do something or something."
"What are you doing?"
Yin Mu was speechless for a moment. Yes, he thought of whatever he wanted, but what could he do?
Seeing her frown, Chen Qinglin smiled slightly and said, "How about this, the person who loses fewer balls can designate the person who loses more balls to do something, is that okay?"
Yin Mu thought for a moment and agreed: "But don't go too far. It's wrong to force people to do things against their will."
"certainly."
"Okay, I'm ready, let's do it." Yin Mu bent down to pick up the racket, jumped lightly twice, and the ponytail behind her head swayed, making her look more playful.
Chen Qinglin looked away: "You serve first, I'll go to the other side."
Yin Mu weighed the badminton in his hand and said loudly, "Here it comes."
Chen Qinglin raised his hand and made an "OK" gesture.
After all, Yin Mu hadn't played badminton for a long time, so he was inevitably a little rusty and even lost a few balls at the beginning.
When the badminton missed the net again, Yin Mu made a bitter face and slowly went forward to pick up the ball: "What's wrong with me today? I'm not playing well."
Chen Qinglin comforted her: "It's okay, take your time."
Next, Yin Mu watched as Chen Qinglin lowered the difficulty level, with almost every ball being sent towards her. On the one hand, she was touched by his thoughtfulness, but on the other hand, she felt embarrassed, as if she was so unskilled that she could only rely on others to give her the ball.
After playing for a while, Yin Mu finally regained his touch and demanded, "Don't give in to me anymore."
Chen Qinglin remained calm: "I didn't give in to you, and I haven't fought for a long time."
[Okay, is this the legendary lying with open eyes? ]
【Just pamper her! 】
[Chen Qinglin's ball was so good that my 70-year-old grandmother could catch it in a wheelchair.]
[Hahahaha, Yin Mu is definitely going to lose. He must have conceded at least ten goals.]
[Don't slander me out of thin air! I only played eight balls!]
…
After all, they hadn't had lunch yet. Yin Mu felt less and less energetic as he fought, and weakly raised his hand: "Request a timeout."
"What's wrong?" Chen Qinglin walked to the front of the net. "Are you hungry?"
"Hungry."
"Then let's go eat." Chen Qinglin squatted down to pick up the ball, "Go take a shower and change clothes."
"Um……"
The two of them changed their rackets, tidied themselves up, and prepared to go to lunch.
Yin Mu finished his usual weekly exercise and collapsed into the seat as soon as he got in the car.
Chen Qinglin fastened his seat belt and tilted his head to remind him: "Seat belt."
"Oh." Yin Mu fastened his seat belt lazily.
"What do you want to eat?"
"I don't know. What do you think?"
"I don't care, but seeing you like this..." Chen Qinglin glanced at her, "I think you probably only have one most important request."
Yin Mu blinked to express doubt: "Go ahead."
"Better get closer. I think you're almost dying of hunger."
"That's not so exaggerated." Yin Mu retorted unconvincedly, sitting up straight and thinking for a moment, "How about going for barbecue?"
"I'll do as you say. I saw a shopping district on the way here. Let's go check it out." Chen Qinglin started the car and said, "If you're tired, take a nap. I'll call you when we get there."
"No, that won't work. You'll become my driver then." Yin Mu said, "Besides, we haven't settled our accounts yet. How many goals did I lose in total?"
Chen Qinglin asked back: "What about me?"
"Um... I remember it was seven balls."
Chen Qinglin nodded: "Almost, you lost eleven goals."
"Really?" Yin Mu frowned doubtfully, "Only eleven balls?"
At first, she was counting for both of them separately, but when she threw the sixth ball, she gave up and only focused on counting for Chen Qinglin.
However, judging from his initial performance, it must be more than eleven goals!
"Maybe I missed one or two? Not important."
"Well, no matter how many I missed, I've already lost." Yin Mu sighed, "Alright, I'll accept the loss. What do you want me to do?"
"I can't think of it at the moment, so I'll just owe it to you for now."
Well, I owe a debt, but it’s all my fault. Who would make such a bet without knowing their own limitations?
"Then remember this for yourself. Don't put it off too long. If you wait until I forget to mention it, I might even deny it."
Chen Qinglin raised the corner of his mouth: "I understand."
[Big liar... Chen Qinglin, ask yourself, are you really not lying?]
[Where is my Counting Lord?]
【Hahahaha, can you confidently say that you will default on your debt? 】
【Hey, Yin Mu, Yin Mu, why are you doing this?】
[It's just a little fun, you don't understand. (dog head)]
…
Yin Mu said she wouldn't sleep, but she couldn't help but doze off. In her daze, she even had a dream. In the dream, she seemed to be suspended in mid-air, and saw herself lying on a snow-white bed. Everything she saw was white. It looked like a hospital, but it didn't seem like one, because there was nothing around except that bed.
I opened my eyes in bed, sat up, looked around confusedly, opened my mouth, as if I wanted to call for help, but then I raised my hands with a look of pain on my face and grabbed my throat, as if I couldn't make a sound.
Yin Mu was clearly not in that body, but she felt the same way as she did. She felt her throat tighten. She tried to make a sound, but it was in vain. Not a single word came out.
Just when she was at a loss, a familiar voice sounded in her ears: "Yin Mu? Yin Mu?"
Yin Mu suddenly opened his eyes and saw the person in front of him leaning over slightly to look at him, his eyes full of worry: "Are you okay?"
Yin Mu calmed down and said, "It's okay."
Chen Qinglin was still worried and asked, "Really? Your forehead is sweating."
"Really?" Yin Mu raised his hand and touched his forehead, and sure enough, he felt sweat.
Chen Qinglin took out a tissue and handed it to her: "Wipe it off. Did you have a nightmare? You look very uncomfortable."
Yin Mu wiped the sweat off his face and recalled his inexplicable dream: "It was a very strange dream."
"What was the dream?"
"It's hard to say." Yin Mu shook his head in confusion and asked, "Are we there yet?"
"Yeah, here we are."
Yin Mu cheered up: "Okay! Let's go eat. I'm starving."
"I should eat first and then exercise."
Yin Mu disagreed: "But, being able to have a big meal when you are tired is also a kind of enjoyment, isn't it?"
"That makes sense." Chen Qinglin opened the car door and got out. "Then you must eat well. Don't waste today's exercise."
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