Qin Zigui is shameless enough, but why is this app so frivolous too?
Still practicing? Practicing what?
Are we going to practice what we did last night?!
Sheng Yan felt that this app was like a spy sent by Qin Zigui.
Before he could even ponder why the app was so strange, Qin Zigui, standing at the door, asked in a low voice, "You said you'd give it a try, are you just planning to run away already?"
"Who's running away? Which eye of yours saw that...?"
Sheng Yan had been refuting the accusations with great confidence, but when he looked up, he saw the bite marks on Qin Zigui's neck and the slight tear on the corner of his lip. The dirty and sordid memories of last night, along with the criminal traces in front of him, began to replay wildly in his mind, and then he suddenly lost his confidence.
"Excuse me, could you move aside? I need to go to training."
Sheng Yan blushed, lowered his head, and pushed his suitcase, intending to make a quick getaway.
As a result, he went to the left, and Qin Zigui also went to the left.
He went to the right, and Qin Zigui went to the right as well.
The two of them played like a game of tag for ages, and Sheng Yan still couldn't get out. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore and looked up at him fiercely, saying, "Qin Zigui! What exactly do you want to do!"
Qin Zigui leaned against the doorframe and pointed to his neck: "Not planning to take responsibility?"
Sheng Yan, like a scumbag, turned his back on her: "You're a grown man, nothing happened, why should I take responsibility?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Zigui slowly added, "You said it yourself, once you've bitten it, no one else can touch it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Sheng Yan was momentarily speechless.
It would have been better if Qin Zigui hadn't brought this up. The moment Qin Zigui mentioned it, Sheng Yan was reminded of how he had acted like an idiot last night, actually revealing all his jealous thoughts. He had also been deeply influenced by that wicked extracurricular reading material, making all sorts of attempts to mark Qin Zigui. An overwhelming sense of shame instantly shot from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
Did a donkey kick my head?!
How could someone say such things!
However, that wasn't the most shameful part. The most shameful part was that Qin Zigui pulled out a red card the next second: "You've already given me the marriage certificate, and you still want to renege on your promise?"
Sheng Yan looked at the marriage certificate in Qin Zigui's hand, a certificate he had made himself when he was four years old: "..."
grass!
How did I even dig this thing out myself!
Oh no, at that moment Sheng Yan felt that his glorious image had been completely destroyed.
So who exactly invented alcohol?!
Sheng Yan's toes have already begun to grip the ground.
Qin Zigui looked at his ears, which were so red they were almost bleeding, and chuckled softly, "So you really won't consider giving me a name..."
"No way!" Before Qin Zigui could finish speaking, Sheng Yan gritted his teeth and interrupted, "We absolutely will not consider this matter until the fundamental issues are formally resolved!"
"Okay, let's take care of this now." Qin Zigui said calmly, one hand in his pocket, leaning against the door frame.
Sheng Yan didn't react at first: "How do you solve this..."
Then he instantly realized: "Qin Zigui! It's still daytime! Have you no shame!"
Having been humiliated for the entire morning, Sheng Yan finally couldn't take it anymore. His face flushed red, he shoved Qin Zigui away, shouting, "Get out of my way! I'm going to be late for training!"
Seeing that Qin Zigui was about to reach out and grab him, he slapped him away and said fiercely, "Let me tell you, we are still high school students. Our most important task is to get into a good university. So don't bother me with these personal matters before I win the competition. I'm going into seclusion for training and all contact is prohibited. See you in a month!"
After saying that, she turned around, her ears red, and ran away quickly with her suitcase.
Qin Zigui was still carrying the cat, and since he couldn't really stop him from going to training, he could only smile helplessly at his back.
Never mind, take your time, no rush.
He's already waited a long time, and he can afford to wait any longer.
He looked away, just as his phone rang. He glanced down and swiped, pausing slightly when he saw the caller ID.
After running all the way to the taxi, Sheng Yan leaned back in the seat and let out a deep breath.
He didn't really care about the issue; he just felt embarrassed and ashamed, afraid that he would explode if he stayed any longer, so he made up an excuse and fled in a hurry.
Moreover, he always felt that he was not ready to be with Qin Zigui in a different capacity.
Do we really have to commit to another relationship? What will be the difference between now and then? Besides that aspect, what else will be different? Will it really be better than the current situation? Won't we regret it later?
Sheng Yan often let Qin Zigui say whatever he wanted without thinking, but this was the only thing he felt he had to truly figure out for himself.
Because once a decision is made, it's a lifelong decision.
So he wanted to slow down, not rush, think things through carefully, and make a decision before acting.
Anyway, he and Qin Zigui are doing quite well now, and Qin Zigui can't run away.
It can also prevent some scoundrel from gaining a title and then recklessly starting to act like a hooligan.
Thinking about his lewd behavior last night, Sheng Yan's face flushed again.
The driver saw him through the rearview mirror and couldn't help but ask curiously, "I saw the weather forecast said it would be over 39 degrees Celsius today, so is it really that hot outside?"
It turned a perfectly healthy young man's skin bright red from the sun.
Sheng Yan turned his head away guiltily: "Yeah, it's really hot."
That's true; once the dog days of summer begin, it's the hottest time of the year in Nanwu.
The sun was blazing down, the roadside flowers and plants were wilting, and the asphalt road was so hot it looked like it could fry an egg at any moment. On a day like this, staying outside for even a little while was pure torture.
Sheng Yan glanced back and saw that Qin Zigui was no longer at the courtyard gate, so he must have gone back. He breathed a sigh of relief.
Qin Zigui's skin is probably too fair, so it's particularly susceptible to sun damage. If she's exposed to the sun for too long, her skin will become red and irritated.
So thankfully, I didn't just stand there like an idiot.
Sheng Yan felt relieved, and when he turned around again, a black Mercedes just happened to pass by them.
Sheng Yan glanced through the car window and vaguely felt that the person in the driver's seat looked somewhat familiar, but because he was in such a hurry, he didn't realize it. Just then, the instructor's notice came down, so he didn't have time to think about it and just looked down at the various precautions.
Coach Li, who is in charge of this training camp, is the same coach who used to train him in the district team. He has always admired him and felt sorry for him for a long time when he had to give up shooting temporarily.
Therefore, Coach Li spoke up for Sheng Yan on his behalf in front of the head coach, which helped him to successfully rejoin the team.
When we arrived at the training base, Coach Li personally came out to greet us.
He immediately spotted Sheng Yan's hand pushing the suitcase.
The young master, whose entire being exuded an air of pampered luxury, had only one hand covered in thick calluses, clearly indicating that it had never been used.
He patted Sheng Yan on the shoulder: "Good job, it's good that you didn't give up. Work hard this month, and it's not impossible to get into the top three."
Although Sheng Yan's training intensity over the past two years is basically incomparable to that of professional athletes, the top players of the city's No. 1 team are all preparing for the national team selection competition. The championship in September is basically attended by district teams from various districts and the city's No. 2 team. With Sheng Yan's talent level, if he trains hard for a month, he still has a good chance of finishing in the top three.
His ability to defeat Xue Yi from the city's second team in a one-on-one match is the best proof of this.
"But..." Coach Li sighed, "As you know, for athletes, talent and training are both indispensable. Compared to those in the city team, you have missed two years of training, so you should be prepared for a high probability that you will return empty-handed."
Sheng Yan understood all these principles: "Don't worry, Coach, I will train hard, and as for the rest, I will do my best."
"Not bad, you've become much more composed." The coach patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction. "The city's second team is also here for this training camp, so you can learn from them."
Sheng Yan raised an eyebrow: "The Second City Team is here too?"
This situation is not very common.
Coach Li explained, "Well, they arrived a few days earlier than the district team. This was also discussed with their head coach. We wanted to use a real match between the two teams to stimulate their fighting spirit. You can also get used to the match conditions. Otherwise, I'm afraid you haven't played for too long and your mental strength won't be up to par."
"No, you know that my best quality is my mental fortitude." Sheng Yan put his arm around Coach Li's shoulder and gave a roguish smile, which reminded him of the fearless little tyrant he used to be on the field.
Coach Li just laughed and let him hug him: "You're so smug. Let's get through this first."
Before the official start of the training camp, Sheng Yan has to go through a trial period to test whether he is strong enough to participate in the training. Only after passing the trial can he officially rejoin the team.
However, Sheng Yan had brought his suitcase with him in advance.
"Are you really that confident in yourself?" Coach Li asked deliberately as he led him to the dormitory building.
Sheng Yan smiled lazily: "Don't you have confidence in me too? You've even arranged a dormitory for me."
"You think you're so capable?" Coach Li couldn't help but laugh. "Alright, your dorm is 106. Put your things back in your dorm first. Come to the field in half an hour for the basic test. If you fail, pack your things and get out of here."
He then tossed the keys to Sheng Yan.
Sheng Yan took it and pushed open the door to room 106.
As soon as the door opened, she met a tall, thin boy wearing only his underwear and carrying a basin, and they locked eyes.
Then the young man in shorts exclaimed in shock, "Holy crap, Brother Yan! It really is you! I couldn't believe it when I saw the list! I've missed you so much!!!"
As she spoke, she threw down the basin and tried to give Sheng Yan a heartfelt bear hug.
Sheng Yan simply lifted his leg and disdainfully blocked him: "Wu Shan, put your clothes on!"
"Hey, why wear clothes? It's so hot, we're supposed to be naked." Wu Shan trained with Sheng Yan in the district team when they were in junior high school. Given Sheng Yan's personality, he was basically buddy-buddy with all the boys back then, so he didn't shy away from the situation and even came up to hug Sheng Yan in a clingy manner.
Finally, Sheng Yan forcefully pushed him aside, put the things on the empty bed, and asked, "Don't the dorms have air conditioning?"
"No, they said it's going to be tough, and all we have is a fan. But Yan-ge, why are you back for the competition? I heard them spreading rumors that you were the paratrooper, but I didn't believe it." Wu Shan, wearing only his underwear, sat opposite Sheng Yan.
Sheng Yan found it too offensive, turned around, unbuttoned two buttons, and while tidying up his things, gave a brief explanation.
"Oh, I see. That's great! We can compete together again. You didn't know, did you? Xue Yi is here too. He's staying in the dorm across from ours. The three heroes of our old district team are finally reunited." Wu Shan was very excited.
But Sheng Yan felt annoyed when he heard the name Xue Yi, so he didn't reply.
Wu Shan, however, was a chatterbox who couldn't stop talking. Before he could even answer the question, he noticed something else: "Holy crap, Brother Yan, you're in a relationship!"
Sheng Yan, who had initially been reluctant to speak, suddenly turned around and exclaimed, "I didn't!"
"You still won't admit it!" Wu Shan was a man who valued evidence, so he picked up his mirror and held it up in front of Sheng Yan. "Look at the hickey on your neck. We've all been in relationships before, don't you know how you got it?"
Depend on.
To cover up the strawberries, Sheng Yan even wore a shirt, but because the room was too hot, he unbuttoned two of them, and unexpectedly, they were discovered immediately.
Sheng Yan hurriedly buttoned up his shirt collar again, but stopped halfway through.
Wait, something's not right.
Why is there such a hollow around my neck?
Sheng Yan reached out and touched nothing.
Looking down again, I saw that my neck was indeed bare.
A bullet casing necklace.
Sheng Yan's expression changed instantly. He immediately squatted down and searched through his backpack and suitcase, but still couldn't find the necklace.
Could it be that Qin Zigui took it off and put it away for him last night?
impossible.
Qin Zigui knew how important this thing was to him; if he had kept it, he would have definitely told him.
Moreover, I should have already gotten rid of the thing on my neck before I got home last night, otherwise I would have remembered it.
Remembering what his grandmother had said about the rope being worn thin in some places due to its age, Sheng Yan felt a sudden tightness in his chest. It must have been left at the KTV or on the way home from the KTV.
That bullet casing was something his father left him, and he absolutely couldn't lose it.
But the trial period was coming up soon, and he simply didn't have time to look for it.
Sheng Yan could only quickly dial Qin Zigui's number.
But after a long busy signal, no one answered. Several more calls were made, but still no one answered.
Qin Zigui never fails to answer his calls, so why is it that he can't get through at this crucial moment?
Did they really take his statement, "No contact whatsoever, see you again in a month," seriously?
Sheng Yansheng was afraid that if he was even a second too late to look for it, someone else would pick up the necklace. He bit his lip and frantically redialed the number over and over again, but no one answered.
At that moment, Sheng Yan didn't even know if the extreme unease he felt was because he was afraid of losing the necklace or because he was afraid that Qin Zigui really wouldn't contact him for a month.
Sheng Yan suddenly felt lost and adrift.
He was used to Qin Zigui always being there when he looked for him, and he was used to Qin Zigui always helping him solve problems. He also knew very well that Qin Zigui would meet any request he made. So when he encountered this situation for the first time, he felt strange.
But Coach Li's message arrived just then: [The coaches have all arrived. Get to the field within ten minutes to begin the trial.]
If the test fails, all efforts will be in vain.
Sheng Yan could only put aside his strange feelings and all his worries and anxieties, and opened the wish-granting app that he felt was becoming increasingly unreliable. Hoping for a stroke of luck, he entered his wish: "[I hope the amulet my father left me can come back intact]", but it was not approved for a long time.
The feeling of unease in my heart became more and more obvious, and the coach's urging became more and more urgent.
Sheng Yan could only pray that he wouldn't lose the bullet necklace while packing his things and quickly heading to the venue.
Several coaches had already arrived, and many members of the city's second team planned to come and watch this "transfer student." As Sheng Yan walked towards the field, a few whispered discussions intentionally or unintentionally reached his ears.
"Is this the one who was parachuted in with connections?"
"He looks like he just parachuted in; that backpack he's carrying costs over 30,000 yuan."
"Holy crap, money really can make the devil turn the millstone."
"Don't talk nonsense if you don't know him. I trained with him in the district team in junior high school. He was a god in our district team back then, okay?"
"Don't exaggerate. Your district's 'divine power' team can't even make it into the city team?"
"Why would I lie to you? He's really strong."
"He has a lot of money, otherwise the coach wouldn't be so focused on him."
"Hehe. You're right."
Before Sheng Yan competed, he was always greeted with the highest expectations and encouragement, but now all that's left are these rumors and gossip.
Coach Li was worried that Sheng Yan might not be able to handle the situation and was about to comfort him when Sheng Yan had already completed the registration, took the gun, and said calmly, "Coach, don't worry, I'm fine."
These questions are something he should have faced anyway, and he doesn't care.
He used to have the bullet casing necklace that brought him good luck and Qin Zigui's encouragement before every competition, but today he had nothing, and he was a little unaccustomed to it.
But it's only temporarily missing; it will definitely be found later.
Sheng Yan comforted himself and stood in his rightful place on the field.
Everyone was watching him—curious, inquisitive, disdainful, surprised, and some waiting to see him make a fool of himself.
He was all alone on the huge field, so every mistake and flaw was magnified.
This requires enduring immense psychological pressure.
Moreover, the trial training not only included 50-meter rapid fire, but also a series of tests and evaluations such as physical fitness, concentration, and single-shot accuracy, so the time was exceptionally long.
Sheng Yan remained remarkably calm and completed the five-hour segmented testing and training, passing the assessment flawlessly.
The moment the results were announced, all the athletes in the audience gave him applause in approval, and the coaches nodded in satisfaction. Coach Li even praised him highly right away.
Sheng Yan's expression didn't seem that excited. He just walked quickly to the sidelines, as if he was eager to see some information.
However, when the phone screen lit up, the main interface was still empty, with no news from Qin Zigui or the Wishing App.
Sheng Yan's heart sank instantly.
Something must have happened to Qin Zigui.
He had to go back to find Qin Zigui.
Thinking about it, he slung his backpack over his shoulder and was about to ask his coach for leave to go home, but before he could even speak, he heard a loud voice: "Sheng Yan, the gatekeeper said there were some of your things, so I brought them back for you!"
Looking back, he saw Wu Shan waving at him, carrying two large bags.
The bag looks like one of those ugly plastic bags from a convenience store.
One is a biodegradable paper bag with perfectly neat edges and corners, clearly the work of Qin Zigui, that obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Sheng Yan quickly ran over, took the paper bag, opened it, and saw two large boxes inside. One box was full of medicine, including medicine to relieve heatstroke, medicine to treat diarrhea, medicine to repel mosquitoes, and medicine to treat sprains and bruises. All of them were labeled with small sticky notes indicating their usage and purpose.
A large box was filled with his favorite snacks that were relatively nutritious, along with a bento box with vegetables and meat neatly arranged, topped with a delicate heart-shaped fried egg. A sticky note on the box read: If the food at the training base isn't good, eat this.
In addition, there was a small box containing his bullet necklace. The long black cord had clearly been replaced; it was new and sturdy.
It couldn't be anyone else but Qin Zigui.
But Qin Zigui has come looking for me, so why doesn't he reply to a single message?
Sheng Yan took out his phone and found that the signal was zero bars.
It turned out there was no signal inside the venue.
How could I not have noticed this?
Looking at the contents of the bag, Sheng Yan suddenly felt a sense of relief, as if he had found something he had lost.
But it's such a small thing, why am I so anxious about it?
Looking at the large bag of things he was carrying, Wu Shan, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but click his tongue twice and say, "Brother Yan, you're really lucky."
"Huh?" Sheng Yan snapped out of his thoughts and couldn't quite keep up with his train of thought.
Wu Shan clicked his tongue in admiration: "Your girlfriend is so good. Look at this medicine box, look at this lunchbox, and look at this bright sunny day outside. She still comes to bring you things. This is definitely true love."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Sheng Yan hurriedly sealed the bag. "I already told you I don't have a girlfriend."
"If she's not your girlfriend, tell me who made this heart-shaped egg for you? Your mother?" Wu Shan had met Sheng Yan's mother before; she looked like a pampered lady who never lifted a finger, and there was no way she could be so gentle and virtuous.
Sheng Yan really couldn't refute it. Under Wu Shan's confident questioning gaze, he lowered his head guiltily: "Anyway, she's not my girlfriend, but it's pretty much the same."
As she spoke, she seemed to remember something and looked up at Wu Shan again: "I remember you said you've been in a relationship before, right?"
“Yes,” Wu Shan nodded. “My girlfriend and I are currently dating.”
"Well..." Sheng Yan hesitated for a moment before finally asking, "I have a friend who asked me a question the other day. His future girlfriend wants to commit to a relationship, but he feels he hasn't thought it through yet, so he decided to take it slow. He said some very harsh things, but now that he's actually taking it slow, he's very anxious and regrets it. So how should he appease her?"
"..."
After asking the question, Sheng Yan looked at Wu Shan with a humble and eager-to-learn expression.
Wu Shan looked at him with a complicated expression, and after a while, realizing that Sheng Yan really didn't know, he finally slowly uttered five words: "Are you being pretentious?"
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