0075 Sports Meet 1
Since everyone learned about Song Yue and Su He'an's relationship, the strange looks they gave each other when they were seen together have become less and less unpleasant.
However, Su He'an secretly hoped that in everyone's eyes, she was his.
The sports meet, which I brought up earlier to change the subject, is actually coming soon.
Naturally, Song Yue was not selected and was eventually assigned the task of writing an article.
When his brothers found out, they breathed a sigh of relief. As for the several activities Su and An participated in, no one paid any attention to them.
Wan Lanlan was forced to participate in the long jump, while Jiang Xinglan and Yang Mingxuan cleverly chose an event that didn't require running, which involved throwing a shot put.
As the day drew closer, the weather suddenly turned cold.
After school every day, Song Yue had an extra thing to do: accompany Su He'an to go for a run, mainly by standing by and watching Su He'an run all over the playground.
Finally, that day arrived.
The weather was sunny, and as soon as the sun came out in the morning, the fog dissipated, and the temperature rose considerably.
"Yueyue, find a sheltered spot to sit later, so you don't catch a cold."
For convenience, Song Yue wore a thick sweatshirt today, paired with casual sweatpants, and soft-soled shoes with a fleece lining for extra warmth.
Su He'an looked at the little girl whose nose was red from the cold, pulled up the hood of her sweatshirt to cover her, covered her little face with his hands, and handed her the schoolbag he had been holding.
"There are some hot drinks inside, so don't get cold."
After he finished speaking, the athletes were about to assemble. He glanced at Song Yue quickly and hurriedly ran towards the team.
Song Yue touched her slightly cool face, picked up her schoolbag and walked towards the stands, muttering, "I'm not a child anymore..."
It's one thing for her older brothers who are already working to treat her like a child, but now even her sixth brother is taking such good care of her. It makes her feel like she can't manage her own life without them, which is both funny and frustrating.
Song Yue muttered to herself, but once she found a seat and sat down, sipping her hot milk tea, she couldn't help but feel a surge of happiness.
Song Yue recently noticed that her brothers were starting to spoil her.
Next, the athletes from each class will begin their procession onto the field.
Su and An followed the queue listlessly. When they reached the stands, they looked up and immediately spotted the little girl sitting quietly in the bustling crowd.
He stared intently at her, watching the little girl holding a pen, thinking about her manuscript, taking a small sip from the bottle, and even licking her lips as she habitually did so.
"Enough! Brother An, stop looking at me like that, who do you think you're going to eat?" Jiang Xinglan had intended to say a few jokes to him, but when she turned her head, she saw Su He'an staring intently at the stands with a stern look, as if he wanted to devour her. "So angry so early in the morning!?"
Su He'an chuckled and scolded, then averted his gaze. Just then, the little girl in the stands seemed to have finally seen him. She immediately stood up, waved to him obediently, and looked at him with a smile in her eyes.
My heart immediately softened, and my gaze, which I had intended to withdraw, couldn't help but linger there again.
Only after the group had passed the stands did Su and An look dejectedly back.
Seeing Su He'an's expression and recalling what she had just witnessed, Jiang Xinglan silently moved closer to Yang Mingxuan, nudged him with her elbow, and pointed with her chin at the lustful Su He'an.
Yang Mingxuan looked in the direction he was pointing. Su He'an was clearly not in the right state of mind, but he could vaguely tell that he was in a good mood, as there was a smile on his lips.
Jiang Xinglan's brow twitched, as if she had discovered some big secret. As soon as the procession was over, she immediately pulled Yang Mingxuan aside and started gossiping.
He was talking furtively behind Su He'an's back when he was kicked in the butt and crashed into Yang Mingxuan's arms.
"What bad things are you saying about me!" Su He'an raised his eyebrows and looked at the guilty Jiang Xinglan.
Jiang Xinglan stood up and shrank behind Yang Mingxuan: "How could I dare to say anything bad?"
"Then what were you whispering behind my back?" Su He'an glanced at the stands, but there were too many people to see clearly.
Jiang Xinglan raised an eyebrow at Yang Mingxuan: "Look, I just feel like he's taken a fancy to someone, he's so excited about it."
Su He'an glanced at him, then turned back without paying him any attention.
On the podium, the principal delivered a speech as usual, and then the sports meet officially began.
The music on the playground was deafening, and there were announcements of activities every now and then. People were waving small colorful flags and cheering for others everywhere.
The atmosphere of the sports meet suddenly became lively, and a large portion of the stands were emptied as people went to the various competition venues.
Su He'an's activity started early, and as soon as the group disbanded, he headed straight for Song Yue.
Before even reaching the stands, I caught a glimpse of someone sitting next to the little girl. Upon closer inspection, I realized it was Yin Xingjin.
No wonder I didn't see anyone in the group earlier; they took this opportunity to run to Song Yue's side.
Yin Xingjin didn't mind the hard work and applied to do logistics work to serve the students participating in the sports meet.
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"Song Yue, aren't you cold? Why don't we go somewhere else?" Yin Xingjin looked at the little girl's fingertips, which were red from the cold, and she looked pitiful as she held the pen.
Song Yue rubbed her hands together, put down her pen, and picked up the thermos cup beside her: "It's alright, there's not much wind here, so it's not too cold."
"you……"
Before he could finish speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by a figure that darted out in front of him.
"Yin Xingjin, aren't you in logistics? Why aren't you serving the team members? What are you doing here?" Su He'an's voice was cold, his brows furrowed as he looked at the distance between them.
Yin Xingjin paused, his gaze turning cold and sharp: "I'm just here to provide services, I'm only asking about Song Yue's situation."
“She doesn’t need your concern. I see that the logistics department of our class is a bit busy. Why don’t you go and help there?” Su He’an stepped forward.
The two stood on the same step, their eyes meeting.
Song Yue sat below watching, feeling a little uneasy.
"Yin Xingjin, you go ahead and do your work. I need to write my manuscript too."
Song Yue gently tugged at Su He'an's sleeve, like a soft feather brushing against his wrist, gently caressing his heart, instantly taking away the gloom that had risen within him.
Yin Xingjin's face darkened slightly. He glanced at Song Yue, then walked away in silence.
Su He'an sat down next to her, took a hot water bottle from her backpack, and stuffed it into Song Yue's arms: "This will keep you warm. If it gets cold later, just let me know."
"Sixth Brother, I'm not cold, I feel warm all over." Song Yue wondered why everyone thought she was cold.
Su He'an glanced down and saw her delicate pink fingertips peeking out from her sleeve.
"It's okay, just hold me and keep me warm. Focus on your writing and don't pay attention to anyone else." The main point is those random guys.
Song Yue, clutching a hot water bottle and holding a thermos, was cornered by Su He'an, who completely concealed her figure and shielded her from the cold wind.
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