Clues
Three days later, the weather was clear and the last sports meeting for this class of senior high school students was held as scheduled.
Beicheng No. 1 Middle School has two playgrounds, one upper and one lower. The upper playground is no different from the audience seats, while the lower playground is used as a competition venue.
“Ling Jianghan—” Qi Wuchen turned around and shouted to Ling Jianghan who was leaning against the railing, “Remember to wait for me at the finish line!”
Ling Jianghan didn't respond, but lowered his head and smiled at the blurry face in his sight.
Seeing him smile, Qi Wuchen thought he agreed, and turned away contentedly.
Little did he know that after he had only taken a few steps, Ling Jianghan above him suddenly frowned.
Why did he feel that this scene seemed familiar?
It's like...
It was as if he had once looked down at Qi Wuchen from a high position just like he was doing now.
Jiang Han thought for a long time, and finally walked to the opposite side of the starting point of the race.
Qi Wuchen's heart sank when he saw him standing opposite him.
Forget it. Qi Wuchen consoled himself in his heart: If he had lost all his memories of his past life, he would be like this too, ignoring Ling Jianghan's affairs and not caring about them. He might even forget that there was a handsome young prime minister living in his heart.
Fortunately, it was Ling Jianghan who lost his memory, and it was Qi Wuchen who remembered, otherwise his sweetheart would be so sad.
"Qi Wuchen!" a voice came. Qi Wuchen turned around and saw the Chinese language representative outside the track waving at him: "Come on!"
"Okay." He responded out of politeness, and when he turned around, Ling Jianghan opposite him had disappeared.
Qi Wuchen sighed secretly.
If you don’t want to wait, then don’t wait. After all, that person is Ling Jianghan.
There were two athletes in this competition, but some of them were good at short-distance running but not so good at long-distance running, so Qi Wuchen decided to try to be the first.
The first few laps were relatively calm, and the gap between the people was not obvious, but by the fourth lap the top three had stabilized, with Qi Wuchen in second place and the other two athletes in first and third place respectively.
In the last lap, the sports students from Class 1 began to compete for the second place, and the sports students from Class 2 began to compete with Qi Wuchen for the first place. The competition gradually entered a white-hot stage.
The shouts from the crowd in the arena rose one after another. The two people's speeds were almost the same, and the closer they got to the finish line, the more it seemed like a life-and-death battle.
With only a hundred meters left to the finish line, Qi Wuchen could no longer hear the screams of the girls in his class. He only saw a person standing on the edge of the crowd opposite him from afar.
It was none other than Ling Jianghan who had just suddenly disappeared in the crowd.
Ling Jiang Han waited for him at the finish line.
The athlete next to him was only three or five steps away from him. Qi Wuchen didn't want to make Jiang Han wait too long, so he put all his strength into the final sprint, directly creating a distance of nearly ten meters between him and the athlete.
He rushed hard in the last section, and after crossing the finish line, he jogged a few steps before coming to a complete stop.
Qi Wuchen bent down and took a few breaths before trying to stand up and look for someone. Just as he was about to move, he felt someone grab his arm, and Jiang Han's voice rang out above him: "Take a few steps first."
After Ling Jianghan finished speaking, he wanted to help him walk forward, but Qi Wuchen suddenly fell to the side and fell straight into his arms, saying weakly: "...I can't walk anymore."
Jiang Han didn't like him, so after holding the man firmly, he lifted one of his arms and put it on his shoulder, then dragged him towards the rest area of their class.
After arriving at the place, Ling Jianghan pushed the man onto the chair, stretched his left hand behind his head, and actually took out half a bottle of mineral water from the hood of his sweatshirt.
Qi Wuchen: “……?”
ah? ? ? ?
He took so long to answer that Jiang Han's patience was clearly running out. When he spoke again, his tone was no longer friendly: "This is sugar water with salt, not poison."
Qi Wuchen was so adorable by his appearance that he choked on laughter a few times before finally saying, "You misunderstood. I was wondering how you put it in the hat."
Ling Jianghan raised the bottle and smiled gently at Qi Wuchen: "Hold it in your hand, so that I can knock you to death when you pour it on me, right?"
The smile on Qi Wuchen's face immediately disappeared, and he obediently took the bottle of water and drank it.
Ling Jianghan pulled out the chair next to him and was about to sit down when he heard someone shouting from behind, "Brother Chen!"
Ling Jianghan turned around when he heard the voice and saw their squad leader running over and grabbing Qi Wuchen's hand: "Quick! Help!"
Jiang Han subconsciously reached out and grabbed the squad leader who was trying to pull someone up: "Where are you going?"
"Registration!" the squad leader said anxiously, "The next event is the high jump, but Hu Chen has sprained his ankle. We need someone to take his place!"
After hearing this, Ling Jianghan frowned and said, "We can't let him go. He just ran 3,000 kilometers."
"Then how..."
"I'll go." Ling Jiang Han pressed down Qi Wuchen who was about to get up, "You just rest here."
"Oh..." Qi Wuchen sat back obediently and watched him and the squad leader walk towards the check-in point.
As soon as the two of them walked away, Qi Wuchen immediately ran towards the crowd watching the high jump with the water in his hand.
His legs and feet were so nimble that he didn't look like someone who had just finished a 3,000-meter run.
Qi Wuchen chose a seat further back to watch the game. When it was Ling Jianghan's turn, Qi Wuchen saw two female classmates leaning their heads over and waving at Ling Jianghan. Judging from their lip movements, they seemed to be cheering Ling Jianghan on.
Why add more oil to this? Qi Wuchen yawned as he thought about it.
Since Jiang Han has been asked to take the initiative, he will definitely be in the top three.
Just as he was thinking this, he saw Ling Jianghan running quickly and then jumping up, jumping over the horizontal bar gracefully and landing steadily.
Jiang Han's jump stunned most of the girls present, and even some of the boys couldn't help but applaud and call him awesome.
But Qi Wuchen's face suddenly became hot.
It’s not that I haven’t seen others jump high, but I’ve never seen such a thin waist.
Qi Wuchen was about to pinch himself when he suddenly heard Ling Jianghan's voice gradually approaching from a distance: "Qi Wuchen, why are you here?"
“…”
He inexplicably felt like he had been caught doing something bad, so he cleared his throat before answering, "I just... wanted to come and take a look."
Jiang Han slowed down his breathing and said with a hint of confusion, "Your face is red from exhaustion, what are you still looking at?"
“This isn’t…”
Qi Wuchen swallowed his words back halfway through.
"What is it not?" Ling Jianghan looked at him and asked.
Qi Wuchen completely gave up struggling: "Nothing."
He didn't dare say that he blushed because of the waist that Jiang Han accidentally exposed.
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The third day of the sports meet happened to be Friday, and after all the afternoon activities were over, the students could go home together.
Jiang Han's white sweatshirt was stained with oil by someone while he was having lunch, so when Qi Wuchen entered the classroom, he saw the expressionless face of his deskmate.
Qi Wuchen sat down next to him, tapped his book with his pen, looked at him with a playful smile and said, "Don't be unhappy, I'll give you my coat, shall we change?"
Jiang Han opened his mouth to say no, but after looking up at the black and white jacket on Qi Wuchen, he hesitated.
The style and color look pretty good.
So after a moment, Jiang Han said "Oh" in a flat tone.
He was wearing a pure white long-sleeved shirt, which matched well with Qi Wuchen's coat.
The only problem was that the coat was a bit big, so Jiang Han's hands were wrapped in the sleeves.
Qi Wuchen had just put on his sweatshirt when someone grabbed Ling Jianghan's shoulders from behind. A voice he hadn't heard much in the past few days suddenly rang in his ears: "Brother Chen! How was your 3,000-meter run? Did Jianghan come to pick you up?"
Hu Chen, who was standing behind him, stared at Qi Wuchen, who was a head taller than Ling Jianghan, for a long while before finally reaching out and patting Sheng Yao: "Let go, you've got the wrong person."
"?" Sheng Yao turned his head in confusion.
Then he saw Ling Jianghan, who was being hugged by him, raised an eyebrow at him calmly.
Sheng Yao immediately let go: "I'm sorry, I'm an idiot."
As soon as he let go of his hand, Qi Wuchen pulled Ling Jianghan towards him with an expressionless face: "I know."
Hu Chen looked at Qi Wuchen and then at Ling Jianghan: "So you guys are changing clothes...?"
"Play." Qi Wuchen said casually.
Sheng Yao raised his hand and pointed at the slightly flawed sweatshirt on Qi Wuchen: "But this sweatshirt is stained with oil, Brother Chen, don't you want to wear it..."
"Shut up." Hu Chen scratched his head as if he had just been enlightened. He covered Sheng Yao's mouth and said to Ling Jianghan, "Brother, don't listen to him. This guy is completely mentally retarded."
Sheng Yao, who had just become an idiot and mentally retarded: "?"
Just as he was about to take Hu Chen's hand away, he caught a glimpse of a strange young man in a black sweatshirt standing at the front door.
"Hey." Sheng Yao patted the back of Hu Chen's hand and asked in a muffled voice, "Who is that person?"
Before Hu Chen could answer, Ling Jianghan walked out with his long legs: "I'm going to go out for a while."
Sheng Yao pushed Hu Chen's hand away, stared at Ling Jianghan's back and said, "Oh, you're looking for Jiang Han."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Wuchen followed him out, leaving him and Hu Chen standing there in a daze.
Outside the classroom, Ling Jianghan no longer asked He Minggao why he was there. He just stared at him and asked indifferently, "You guys are leaving school so early?"
He Minggao smiled gently at him as always: "There are only two classes in the afternoon at No. 2 Middle School. I heard that your school is holding a sports meet, so I thought of coming over to take a look."
Ling Jianghan was about to speak when he suddenly felt someone leaning towards him from behind.
He turned around and saw Qi Wuchen leaning against the wall with his long legs bent.
There was still some distance between Ling Jianghan's back and Qi Wuchen's right shoulder, but from He Minggao's perspective, Qi Wuchen was standing close to Ling Jianghan at this moment.
It would have been fine if they were close, but the clothes on her body actually belonged to Jiang Han.
The more He Minggao thought about it, the more depressed he felt. He stuffed the egg tarts he bought into Ling Jianghan's hands and was about to leave: "I'm leaving first. See you tomorrow."
"He Minggao." Ling Jianghan suddenly called out to him.
He Minggao turned around when he heard the voice, and Jiang Han continued, "No. 1 Middle School and No. 2 Middle School are not on the same route, and neither is your home. Don't run back and forth in the future. It's very troublesome."
This was the second time Ling Jianghan had said "trouble" to him.
He Minggao seemed to gradually realize something. After listening to it, he was stunned for a moment before forcing out a smile: "Okay."
After he walked away, two heads popped out from the classroom. Sheng Yao lowered his voice and asked, "Brother Chen, who is that person? The sweatshirt he's wearing looks like Jiang Han's."
As soon as he said this, Jiang Han and Qi Wuchen's faces turned cold almost at the same time, but Sheng Yao was still talking: "Too similar, like..."
Hu Chen, a man who had just discovered the New World, covered his mouth with his hand and interrupted him with tears in his eyes: "Shut up, please."
Jiang Han walked away with the egg tarts expressionless.
"Hey..." Sheng Yao was a little flustered when he saw Qi Wuchen also started to walk away. "Well...Brother Chen, take care."
Qi Wuchen pointed at the clothes on his body as he walked, and asked meaningfully: "Do you still want this clothes?"
"Why don't you want it when you paid for it?" Ling Jianghan glared at him.
"Oh." Qi Wuchen shut up tactfully.
It seems that He Minggao had been hiding his thoughts so deeply before that Jiang Han only realized his intentions now.
Fortunately, Jiang Han transferred to another school, otherwise Qi Wuchen would have no idea where to chase her.
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