Chapter 37 37 "He dares to touch one and try."
For Chen Zhan, this was almost a form of chronic torture.
In the dream, she boldly went forward, and just when she was about to touch the Adam's apple, she suddenly opened her eyes and sat up from the bed, her chest heaving up and down, and the warmth that existed in the dream seemed to still linger on her body.
It burned her heartbeat, as if to melt her.
"Zhanzhan, hurry up! We're going to be late for Zaoba!"
The bed curtains swayed as someone pulled them, letting in a cool breeze. It brushed against his warm cheek, bringing Chen Zhan back to his senses. He uttered, "...Oh."
She raised her hand and patted her face to keep herself awake, then got out of bed and left.
As soon as she stepped into her slippers, He Shiyi came over, toothbrush in hand, foam still lingering around her mouth. He looked her over intently, "Zhanzhan, did you have insomnia last night? You look terrible."
"Huh?" Chen Zan blinked and subconsciously raised his hand to touch his face. "No...no."
He Shiyi stared at her intently for a long time, then nodded, "Yes."
"You look much more haggard."
Chen Zan didn't dare tell her because she had an indescribable dream, and said guiltily that it was nothing.
At the same time, Beijing Sports University had already started physical training early. He Jingsui had been missing for the past two days, so he came to school early.
He was sitting lazily on the steps beside the playground, waiting. He was wearing a black T-shirt, black pants, and a baseball cap. The light morning sunlight fell on him.
His body had not fully recovered yet, and he coughed muffledly, which made his throat itchy. He clenched his fist and pressed it against his lips.
With his elbows supporting his back against the stairs, He Jingsui raised the brim of his hat, crossed his legs leisurely, and looked at the distant horizon. Golden light shone over him, and he subconsciously squinted his eyes, with a lazy curve at the corner of his lips.
Enjoying the relaxation and comfort brought by the morning, He Jingsui did not notice that three or four boys were approaching from not far behind him. They also did not pay attention to He Jingsui and were concentrating on chatting.
He Jingsui didn't pay much attention to the content of their conversation, and he was not interested.
Until he heard that key name from their chat conversation.
"Gao Yuan, are you really in love with that girl from the art academy?"
"Why, no?" Meng Gaoyuan chuckled, "She has a name, Chen Zhan."
The moment the familiar name rang behind his ears, He Jingsui suddenly stopped, his toes stopped pointing, and the ease and comfort in his eyes faded a lot.
They didn't notice He Jingsui was there.
Someone boldly asked, "Are you going to pursue her?"
Meng Gaoyuan nodded confidently, "Yes."
"Then I wish you success, buddy! Remember to treat us to a nice dinner then!"
The three boys laughed together.
He Jingsui's satisfied expression gradually faded, and a hint of concern floated in his eyes that even he himself couldn't understand. He sneered coldly.
How ironic.
This emotion didn't last long before it was interrupted by Jiang Qiannan's voice.
"A Sui!" This voice was not only heard by He Jingsui, but also by Meng Gaoyuan and the two boys who were chatting and laughing together. When He Jingsui turned his head, they realized that he was there too.
For some reason, after knowing that he was also here, Meng Gaoyuan easily recalled the subtle atmosphere of the last basketball game.
Even after so much time had passed, he still remembered his pair of dark, sharp eyes, especially when they were staring at him, the silent warning that was surging in his eyes, as if reminding him, try to move.
He had just boasted to his friends that he was going to pursue Chen Zan. Even though he really liked her, he still felt a little guilty.
He Jingsui didn't pay much attention to Meng Gaoyuan. He turned his head and looked in the direction of the voice. In his sight, Jiang Qiannan was walking towards him in two or three steps with his hands in his pockets.
"You bastard, you just came back now, wait and see how you'll be criticized!" Jiang Qiannan sat down next to him, waved his hand and patted his shoulder.
"Why," He Jingsui chuckled lazily, not caring much about the criticism in his words, and chatted with him, "It's only been two days since we last met, did you miss me?"
His voice was a little hoarse and deep.
Jiang Qiannan exploded when he heard this and pushed him away in disgust, "Fuck you! Get out of here!"
“…”
He Jingsui chuckled and curled the corners of his lips.
Jiang Qiannan told him what had happened in the past two days. "You were away these past two days, and the coach was so anxious that he was furious. The training has been so intense recently, and letting you out for one day was already a good thing. But you just disappeared. I've been searching for you all over the world."
"The day I went to see my mom, I met He Jinzhou."
He Jingsui's light words instantly extinguished the resentment that had been accumulating in Jiang Qiannan's heart for the past two days.
He was a little surprised, "Your dad?"
He Jingsui still looked indifferent and told him, "To be precise, it's their family of three."
This wasn't hard to guess, but it took Jiang Qiannan a while to react. "Your dad..."
He Jingsui just smiled and said nothing.
This was like confirming the guess in his mind. Jiang Qiannan sat up straight, as if he was dizzy by this sudden news.
It took a long time to slow down.
He turned his head again and looked at his indifferent and lazy smile.
"Hey, are you really okay?" Jiang Qiannan got back to the point.
"What can happen to me?" He Jingsui smiled and kicked him: "Stop worrying about you."
“…”
Jiang Qiannan rolled his eyes at him and kicked him back, "Okay, you're the boss, you have the final say."
The morning physical training started soon. When the coach came, he quickly found He Jingsui. He was criticized and punished to run ten laps. He had to do twice as many training items as them.
As his buddy, Jiang Qiannan naturally wanted the coach to show some mercy. He pleaded with the coach, "Coach, Asui is sick and hasn't recovered yet. He can't handle this kind of training."
"It's best if you can't bear it!" The coach said with a stern face, staring at He Jingsui fiercely. "This is a good lesson for me!"
He Jingsui himself didn't have any objections. Even after being punished, he still looked relaxed. He curled his lips and even had the mood to chat with the coach, "Okay, remember this. I will definitely break the record for you next time."
The punishment was not so pleasant. He Jingsui ran around the playground under the scorching sun. Sweat wet his forehead hair, hanging in clumps in front of him. His dark eyebrows and eyes were made clear by the sweat, and a large area of his clothes on his chest was wet.
After the training, everyone sat on the steps to rest, and He Jingsui was the only figure left on the track.
Meng Gaoyuan was still sitting with the two boys. After finishing the physical training, he also took off his clothes. His face was as red as a boiled shrimp, and sweat was sliding down his forehead.
He wiped it with his arm twice, raised his head and took a few sips of water. When he looked into the distance, he saw the black figure.
The coach's harsh words were still fresh in his mind. He curled his lips and put on a proud and high-spirited demeanor. Soon, his friends also saw He Jingsui on the track and started chatting with him in whispers.
"What did you think He Jingsui was doing these past two days?"
"The training has been so intense lately, he's quite courageous."
“…”
“…”
They chatted for a while, and suddenly someone remembered the last basketball game and asked Meng Gaoyuan, "Gaoyuan, why didn't you participate in the game last time? You are such a good basketball player. If you played with He Jingsui, it would be impossible for that airborne athlete from the Academy of Fine Arts to show off."
"What am I going to do?" Meng Gaoyuan said with a smile, "I'm too lazy to fight."
Someone took the opportunity to put their arm around his shoulder and teased him, raising an eyebrow in a suggestive manner, "Our Gao Yuan doesn't want to play basketball right now, he just wants to pick up girls."
A group of people pretended to be confused and started to make a fuss. Meng Gaoyuan laughed and scolded them, telling them to get out of here.
But his buddies stuck to him like a dog-skin plaster, asking him, "Hey, seriously, how are you going to pursue that Chen Zhan?"
"Do you want us to give you some advice?"
Someone took the initiative to make plans for him, "Dude, why don't you just go to her dormitory door and throw money? Girls these days are all greedy for money, especially girls from the Academy of Fine Arts. Maybe she worships money and will agree to it immediately if she sees you have so much money!"
"Or send flowers or bags. If that doesn't work, just scatter some rose petals on the playground, get down on one knee and ask her to be your girlfriend—"
“Hahahahahahaha…”
Jiang Qiannan was sitting some distance away from them, but he could still hear their chattering.
It's so noisy.
He turned his head to look in the direction of Meng Gaoyuan. Several boys were chatting non-stop, and their words showed no respect for girls and no sincerity in their feelings.
He couldn't bear it anymore.
By the time He Jingsui finished running the ten laps, Meng Gaoyuan and the group of boys had already disappeared.
His heart was beating like a drum in his chest. He Jingsui was breathing heavily. He raised his hand and took the mineral water that Jiang Qiannan threw to him. He unscrewed the bottle cap, tilted his head back and took a big gulp, his Adam's apple sliding up and down.
He Jing then used his fingers to scratch his hair and smoothed it upwards. His hair was a little messy, but it revealed his full and delicate forehead, making him look even more handsome and fierce.
This person really has no awareness of being punished.
Jiang Qiannan walked towards him slowly, threw him a towel, and teased him, "Okay, stop trying to be cool."
The towel covering his head darkened his vision for a moment. He pulled it away, and two clear, dark eyes stared at him, still sternly saying, "Are you jealous?"
“…”
Jiang Qiannan rolled his eyes at him and said, "Are you sick?"
He Jing then took a towel and wiped the sweat off his cheeks, chin, and neck. Those places exposed to the sun were covered with a layer of shiny sweat.
He tilted his head slightly to wipe it dry.
Wipe him dry and hand it back to him.
Before Jiang Qiannan could react, He Jingsui left.
“…”
He caught up with him and walked side by side with him.
"I said a few words to you, and you're really going to argue with me?"
He Jingsui glanced at him calmly, "Really?"
Not really wanting to argue with him, Jiang Qiannan put his arm around his shoulder and said something nonsensical, "But you're quite courageous."
Not knowing where these words came from, He Jing turned his head and looked at him in confusion.
Jiang Qiannan then added, "Meng Gaoyuan and the others said you were quite courageous."
He Jing sneered, his tone cold, "Why are you mentioning him for no reason?"
"Isn't this just a simmering resentment!" Jiang Qiannan complained to He Jingsui viciously, "You don't know, this kid is a fucking toad wanting to eat swan meat!"
"He said he wanted to go to the Academy of Fine Arts to pursue Chen Zan, but those guys around him kept giving him crap advice, like giving him flowers and bags and spending money..."
"He dares to try."
Before he could finish his chatter, He Jingsui's cold tone abruptly interrupted him.
He didn't react, "Huh?"
He Jingsui did not explain that sentence. He just left a sarcastic sneer and then left lazily.
His back was filled with dissatisfaction.
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