I thought the result this time would be the same as before.
Who knew that Xi Yubai actually hesitated this time.
"Well, I'll think about it."
Xi Wencheng didn't expect to hear such an answer, and he smiled and said yes repeatedly.
"Shuyue, it seems Yubai still loves you. Look, he hesitated when you wanted to come. I asked him many times before, but he rejected me without hesitation."
Xi Shuyue couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth. It was obvious that she also felt that Xi Wencheng was right, but she still insisted: "No way, I think he just wanted to come because he couldn't bear the hardship anymore."
After saying that, he glanced at Xi Yubai.
Xi Yubai did not refute. At this moment, Xi Yubai did not know what he was thinking. His eyes were distracted and he was lost in thought.
After dinner, the school sports meet officially began at one o'clock in the afternoon.
There are no more or less activities in the afternoon.
Fifty-meter preliminaries and finals, 800-meter preliminaries and finals, and hurdles.
The first one to start is fifty meters.
Mu Ziye was standing at the registration desk, wearing a white T-shirt and sweatpants. He looked simple and refreshing, with a slim figure. He stood out among the athletes wearing shorts and vests. He was doing warm-up exercises at the moment.
While doing warm-up exercises, Mu Ziye looked around, as if waiting for someone to come.
When he actually saw the figure, he turned his head to the side, pretended not to see it, and continued exercising.
But people around him could see that his limbs started to stiffen after he did some exercise.
"Muzino."
A crisp voice was heard, and Mu Ziye turned around and happened to meet Sang Wan's gaze.
Mu Ziye's gaze was so intense that Sang Wan froze for a moment and blinked.
Mu Ziye also realized that he had seen the wrong person. He withdrew his gaze a little embarrassedly, returned to normal, and coughed twice to cover his ears and steal the bell: "Are you here to watch the game?"
Sang Wan nodded: "Come on."
Mu Ziye's gaze fell on Jiang Wuyang behind Sang Wan again, full of anticipation.
Jiang Wuyang felt a little embarrassed by being stared at, and could only say: "Keep going."
Mu Ziye's eyes suddenly lit up.
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "Yeah."
Sang Wan looked at the two of them, feeling somewhat confused. Why did she feel that there was an atmosphere between the two that she couldn't get involved in?
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