sorry
The weather in Jing'an is unpredictable.
The sky in the evening was not all red. On the contrary, the breeze blew, and the dark clouds in the distance were rolled over, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.
It looks like it's going to rain soon.
Qu Chi closed his eyes, tilted his head back, and felt the humidity in the wind.
She always hated rainy days. Even a light drizzle would make the dry runway soaking wet.
She also didn't like the feeling of raindrops hitting her body, and being wrapped in wet clothes made her feel suffocated.
However, there was one situation where her clothes were soaking wet that she really liked.
It's sweating, and the sweat soaks all the clothes.
That meant she was a little faster, and a little faster.
She was fascinated by the concentration of using all the strength in the body to run, and the excitement of reaching and exceeding the limit little by little.
Someone approached, bringing Qu Chi back to his senses from his wandering world.
"Sister Qu Chi, it won't rain soon, will it?"
Generally speaking, no athletes would chat with each other at this time.
But Zhou Xinwen is a contestant with insufficient competition experience.
Qu Chi opened his eyes and glanced at the dark clouds, then replied, "Maybe."
Zhou Xinwen was worried.
“I’ve never tried to race on a rainy day.”
During official competitions, players are easily affected by external conditions, including but not limited to rain.
How a player handles emergencies is often a reflection of their performance.
Mature players may be affected, but they will not let anxiety affect their mentality.
Zhou Xinwen was obviously a little too nervous.
This was different from the excited state that Qu Chi was familiar with.
Her whole body was stiff, and it seemed that she would fall onto the track at any second.
Qu Chi called her, "Zhou Xinwen."
Their relationship was not close. After training together for so long, Zhou Xinwen called her Sister Qu Chi, and she still called Zhou Xinwen by her full name.
But at this moment, there was an inexplicable soothing magic in her voice.
"If it will have a serious impact on the players' competition, the tournament will be cancelled."
"Even if it really rains... maybe you'll like it. When it rains, the only sound in your ears is the rain. It's like you don't need to listen to anything else. You just need to keep running forward."
Zhou Xinwen relaxed after hearing this: "Sister Qu Chi, do you like running in the rain?"
Qu Chi smiled rarely and did not answer yes or no.
After hearing Qu Chi's words, Zhou Xinwen was no longer nervous and began to look forward to the next game.
Seeing her turn and leave excitedly, Qu Chi reminded her:
"Listen for the gunshots and watch your step."
Zhou Xinwen turned around, her big smile full of anticipation: "Okay, Sister Qu Chi, good luck in the competition!"
Qu Chi nodded.
They walked to their respective starting blocks, waiting for the start of the competition.
There were more spectators in the stadium in the evening, and they cheered enthusiastically to welcome the arrival of the players.
Qu Chi concentrated on adjusting the starting blocks, and at the moment when the world quieted down, he felt the restlessness in his heart again.
Will it be better?
Will this time bring her new results?
There were some gray spots on the red runway, as if the plastic track had developed mottled lesions. I didn't know when the rain had started.
The starting gun sounded, Qu Chi exerted force with his right leg, and in an instant he launched himself into action!
In the audience, everyone cheered and shouted "Come on!"
Quchi really doesn't like rain.
The raindrops hitting her face felt like tears, and she didn't like crying.
There are so many noises. Will Zhou Xinwen find out that she is lying? The sound of rain can't block out the cheers.
She heard the audience cheering for Zhou Xinwen.
They shouted her name again and again. In front, Zhou Xinwen seemed to be running a little faster. Her indomitable momentum seemed to be infected by the enthusiasm of the audience.
"Come on, Qu Chi!"
Qu Chi felt that she might have heard it wrongly, as if there was also a voice calling her name.
She reaffirmed that she hated the rain.
The damn sound of rain made her unsure if there was really someone cheering for her.
"Quchi!"
She rushed forward, the sore muscles in her body not holding her back.
It was just the soreness she had experienced thousands of times during training. There was nothing she couldn't tolerate.
"Quchi!"
Qu Chi really heard it, those firm calls, which helped her to step on the rhythm accurately when she took a step.
A surge of power surged within her body, allowing her to stretch freely and making her steps seem to be lifted by the wind.
She crossed the finish line, and the exhilarating feeling seemed to still linger.
She tilted her head back, the drizzle hitting her face. The rain, which she had originally hated, made her feel the long-lost peace.
The results came out very quickly. Although Qu Chi knew roughly where she was and could even estimate her score for this round, she still took a look.
Zhou Xinwen exceeded everyone's expectations and won second place in this competition among professional athletes, breaking her PB again with a time of 11.44 seconds.
As for Quchi, the first three are not included.
Coincidentally, she matched her morning preliminaries time of 11.69. Running these same Pb times consistently demonstrates her consistency, a rare feat among underage runners.
But, I still can't compare.
Qu Chi heard the sigh in his heart, covered his face and wiped away the water droplets on his face.
It's time for her to leave.
She paused, and suddenly remembered the voice that had always been cheering her on.
That was not an illusion. There was really someone on the field who was watching her and hoping she would run faster and farther.
She said something to the staff and ran towards the billboard beside the stadium.
The rain gradually intensified, the outdoor competition was postponed, and the audience quickly left. Qu Chi didn't know if the person was still there. She recalled the direction of the voice and kept searching among the crowd.
Since you support her, you should be able to recognize her.
But she didn't know what that person looked like.
Soon, she no longer worried about missing out.
Because that person was really easy to find, he was right next to the stadium, holding a banner in his hand.
Qu Chi slowed down and met his gaze.
He was a tall boy. The rain soaked his clothes, and the boy's body was hidden under his shirt.
Qu Chi looked at the banner with the Q-version girl with short hair, and his throat seemed to be blocked again.
She originally thought that he was just an ordinary track and field fan, and perhaps it was just a coincidence that he noticed her.
But he brought a banner with him, obviously coming for her.
"Is this me?"
After watching the only game he cared about, Qin Chengmo did not leave with He Yang and the others, but looked at Qu Chi's back through the rain.
Just looking at her made his heart more excited than running a 100-meter race, but strangely, he felt that his beating heart was full of peace.
Then, Qu Chi ran towards him.
In the dusk-like rain and fog, and the dark and rainy sky, she is the only bright color, with a leaping figure, as if melting the snow and spreading the colors of spring in the slightly cold rain.
Qin Chengmo was stunned for a moment, especially when Qu Chi looked over. It was as if his ears were covered by the rain. He could only see Qu Chi in the world.
"Is this me?"
Qu Chi's voice broke the envelope, and only then did he wake up from his dream.
The rain hit Qu Chi, fortunately there were no subsequent competitions, otherwise he would have been affected.
Qin Chengmo actually started to panic.
"Yes, it's you." Qin Chengmo bent down, took out an umbrella from his bag, quickly opened it and held it over Qu Chi's head. "You can't get wet in the rain after exercising, right? Is there no one on your team to take care of you?"
Qu Chi looked at his umbrella, pursed his lips, and lowered his head with a complicated look.
Qin Chengmo leaned forward slightly, keeping all the rain outside the umbrella.
The sound of rain hitting the umbrella was even louder.
Qu Chi opened his lips, but could hardly make a sound.
"……sorry."
Qin Chengmo didn't hear clearly, so he subconsciously asked, "What?"
Qu Chi took a deep breath, as if he had made some kind of decision.
She took a step back and bowed to Qin Chengmo.
"I'm sorry, I failed to live up to your expectations."
Perhaps, he had been very optimistic about her, hoping that she could achieve good results, that she could reach the top of the field, and that she could carry the women's 100-meter flag to the farthest place.
But she couldn't do it.
Qu Chi didn't dare look directly into his eyes, for fear of seeing disappointment.
Only then did she realize that realizing her failure would not really break her down. What made her feel unbearable were the eyes that once had expectations of her.
"I'm sorry," Qu Chi said, his throat was sore, but he still said it, "I may not be able to run anymore."
This may be the end.
This is the ending she, Qu Chi, a loser who shamelessly pretended to be a genius for several years, deserves.
A loser who tried to challenge the glory of genius with a bit of luck, a loser who was not needed in athletics.
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