Chapter 83

The two hugged and gnawed on the steps, in fact, they were a little confused the whole way.

First of all, Zhuang Shao hasn't explained to Meng Ye why he thinks so, why he thinks he doesn't like him enough. Secondly, Meng Yeji was concerned about the second day's game, and put the focus of this tongue kiss completely on his mouth, and refused to give any extra action except his lips and tongue.

But even so, the two were still very close.

After all, they have been separated for so long, and after all, they have only had such a little awkwardness. Anyway, Zhuang Shao is much more energetic than before, the hand that got into the shirt is getting stronger, pinching and twisting, making Meng Ye's heart pounding, and guarding him like a thief.

As soon as five minutes arrived, he shouted to stop: "Almost, almost there, I was hurt by you all over there!"

Zhuang Shaoliang's eyes were still burning, and he wanted to peel him alive: "I can't stand it after a few twists?"

In the future, it will still be bitten, bitten, and sucked.

Someone passed by Meng Ye from a distance and quickly pulled up his clothes: "Let's go, they must have almost eaten, and if they don't go back, they will be scolded."

Zhuang Shao stretched out his hand, but didn't get up.

Hold.

"Why are you so cute." This is still being pulled.

"Jiao, your uncle." Zhuang Shao frowned, "Your legs are numb!"

ha? Meng Ye smiled and pulled him.

The two walked back slowly along the way they came, the small wind dries the sweat from their bodies little by little, and the shadows on the ground were close to each other, even though they did not hold hands.

Meng Ye said, "You haven't asked me if I have confidence tomorrow."

"Why do you ask this?" Zhuang Shao took it easy. "If you have it, you have it, if you don't have it, you don't have it. If you ask, it's no use."

Meng Ye smiled and restrained his neck from behind, Zhuang Shao was almost led by him, and he tutted heavily! Meng Ye said: "You are really attractive. These few days, you are asking me if I am confident. I am tired of asking. Fortunately, you are not such a person."

In fact, he is not bothered by this problem, but by this invisible pressure. He didn't even want to show his face. As long as he was free, he would go to the playground to run laps, so that he would not have to listen to all kinds of cheering instructions from teachers and classmates.

I used to be crazy and hoped that the training time would be extended, but now that it is really in front of eyes, can't help but hope that it will pass quickly, and will be relieved after the exam.

Meng Ye touched the injured right leg.

You gotta fight me, you hear me? I know that it has been difficult for you these years, but no matter how difficult it is, you will shiver tomorrow.

Back at the restaurant, the elders had finished eating, and Yu Na rushed over to hold his hand as if she saw the savior: "Brother, you are back, if you don't come back, I will be sent out and kissed!"

Meng Ye: "With whom?"

"I don't know if I didn't hear clearly, Zhang San, Li, Si Wang, Er Mazi, they are relatives of their Xie family anyway!"

"That's good!" Meng Ye couldn't help laughing, "Kiss on and on."

On the way to take their family back to the hotel, Xie Minghui howled in the car—drinking too much. Ah, from the sad Pacific Ocean to me kissing you goodbye, from the one who loves you the most to not letting my tears stay with me overnight, the song list is so old that I can shake off two pounds of soil.

This scene is usually seen at least after one o'clock in the morning, but it was not even eight o'clock today, and many pedestrians on the street looked over like monkeys. While driving, Zhuang Shao asked Sister Ying to help put his father's head back into the car, so that he would not be shamed outside.

Sister Ying was so tired: "Why is your father like a minor."

Zhuang Shao said, "He's an idiot."

Meng Ye's nervousness was relieved by such a mess, and he was in a particularly happy mood while the wind was blowing next to the car window. When he got there, he jumped out of the car, You Ying followed Yu Na upstairs first, and Zhuang Shao stopped him.

"I see that you have a plaster on your leg. In the afternoon, I went to the pharmacy to find a few bottles of sprays to promote blood circulation and reduce swelling. You should try them one by one before going to bed."

Meng Ye took it over and slammed a big bag.

In fact, Zhuang Shao was also nervous, but he just didn't want to put pressure on him. After watching him go upstairs, Zhuang Shao left.

After getting in the car and fastening the seat belt, Xie Minghui lay on the back seat and squinted: "Are you escorting your daughter-in-law upstairs?"

"Don't shout like that." Zhuang Shao corrected seriously, "Meng Ye will be upset when he hears it."

Xie Minghui let out a sigh, turned over to look at the long street outside the window, and suddenly felt a sense of sadness: "My son is already in love, why no one loves me? Come and save me, a tired middle-aged man. Take it easy, it’s okay if you want me to live on a low level.”

At first, Zhuang Shao ignored him. Later, he acted a little too much. Zhuang Shao said, "If you are really bored, go to my mother to get back together."

Xie Minghui woke up from the drink.

"Your mother is already married, so you want me to be her male mistress?"

"Aren't you self-proclaimed attractive, go and try to dig your ground, just in case my mother hasn't forgotten your first love."

"That can't be done!" Xie Minghui bounced, "It's too immoral, I can't do it."

"If my mother is single now, would you agree?"

"...I can't say that, I don't like to assume."

Zhuang Shao said calmly: "Actually, you just don't want to be responsible. I know that you haven't changed at all whether it was before or now."

The confession between the father and son came a bit suddenly. The topic that should have been discussed solemnly turned out to be a drunken father, and the traffic lights could not be seen clearly.

"One of you is unwilling to take responsibility and the other is unwilling to endure hardship. No one has really taken my son to heart. The reason why I am willing to recognize me now is because I am old. You don't need to spend a lot of time and energy, but it can help you a little bit. ."

"Son, I-" Xie Minghui was eager to argue, but Zhuang Shao interrupted him: "Before you speak, think about whether I believe it or not."

Xie Minghui was forced to be silent.

Zhuang Shao looked ahead: "I have long accepted the fact that you don't love me so much. Don't make up lies and lie to me, and I won't kidnap you with family affection. It's up to you how you like to live."

His precocity is unimaginable. He has a clear mind about the level of all feelings. He may have been resentful about the conditional love of his parents, and he has also cared about the importance of himself and his dreams in Meng Ye's heart, but it is better to have it than nothing. He understands this truth.

There was no movement in the back seat for a long time, until Zhuang Shao thought that his father had fallen asleep, when he heard a somewhat guilty and somewhat mocking whisper: "Don't pretend to be cool in front of me, the stinky boy obviously cares..."

The next day's physical examination was scheduled for ten o'clock in the morning, and the sky was bright blue.

Linda is very lively today, especially the playground. The big red banners are drawn from east to west, and it says that a certain high-level sports team takes a physical test before the test. There are several people guarding the entrance, and no one is allowed to enter except the athletes themselves.

Meng Ye went in early in the morning to warm up. Under his coat, he was wearing an ordinary sports vest and shorts, but the shoes were the special pair—from Zhuang Shao.

The shoe would bring him good luck, at least he thought.

When signing in, Zhuang Shao arrived, sweating on his head. You Ying greeted him: "Shao'er, why did you arrive? Meng Ye has already gone in, and was looking for you just now."

Zhuang Shao looked towards the playground.

The venue is full of track and field soldiers Zhang Ga, and each immature face is full of nervousness, but at the same time there is anticipation and excitement. Meng Ye was warming up in the corner, and when the sun hit his face, he heard shouts behind him.

"Meng Ye-"

Zhuang Shao waved at him through the iron fence more than two meters high.

Meng Ye trotted over with a black face: "Why the hell did you come here?"

"Wrong." Zhuang Shao apologized swiftly, "Fortunately, nothing went wrong."

"Dare to mistakenly see that I didn't forgive you! What did you do?"

Zhuang Shao put the backpack on the ground heavily, took out a giant foldable light sign from it, unfolded it a full meter long and wide......

It reads: Hurry up!

Yes, there are exclamation points.

Meng Ye fell into a deep sluggishness: "You... are... stupid... idiot...?"

Lost people!

Several eyes around have noticed it here, and everyone is staring at the light sign curiously. Zhuang Shao flipped the switch at the back, and the lights flashed colorfully like the wind!

"Like it?"

Like, like, you, big, lord.

Meng Ye stretched out the fence and pinched his neck: "The battery is smashed, don't let anyone see it!"

Zhuang Shao explained patiently: "It's okay, I don't go in, they can't drive me away or confiscate it when I'm outside."

Do you fucking want to come in? do you have proof? ? Thankfully there are rules here! Meng Ye was deeply grateful to the staff who watched the gate, thank you, thank you, without you, I would have lost my face today.

At first, Zhuang Shao was afraid that the lights would be too dazzling and would affect the order of the scene, but later found that he was overthinking it. The cheering group of the other players started with five people, especially the coaches, whose voices were as loud as loudspeakers. As soon as they reached the second lap of the 5,000-meter run, they started banging on the fence and roaring—

"If you want to have a book to read, follow the person in front of you!"

"Give me a leg away!"

"Bite it!!! Bite it!!!"

Yu Na and You Ying also learned to shout, one for brother and the other for son, shouting hoarsely to the point where the brain was deprived of oxygen. Zhuang Shao's face was sullen. Although he didn't shout much, he was nervous inside, and his palms were sweating.

In general 5,000-meter races, there will be no water replenishment points, because "it's possible but not necessary", but today is different, there are water replenishment stations on the sidelines. Drinking water at this time is also a tactic. Some of the more than a dozen players choose to get water and throw the bottle directly on the track after drinking it.

"!!!" Coach so-and-so scolded beside him, "Idiot thing!"

Just as the large army came over, Zhuang Shao stuck to the fence and shouted, "Meng Ye! Be careful of your feet—"

Meng Ye raised his chin towards him while he was busy, his sweaty face was focused and tenacious, as if he was asking: Do you underestimate Lao Tzu?

"When did the stinky boy drag him to death!" You Ying was both proud and excited, her eyes were red.

I don't know why everyone can't run fast, maybe it's because they're afraid of helping people break the wind in vain. Zhuang Shao couldn't understand these tactics, and his eyes closely followed Meng Ye, who was in the second echelon, and quickly decided to raise the light sign higher.

As soon as picked it up from the ground, heard a few exclamations.

Zhuang Shao looked at the runway suddenly, and saw that Meng Ye suddenly started to exert his strength, and more than two people in a row came to the first echelon in an instant. The cheers of Yu Na and You Ying next to him were deafening, and the coach of a certain player thumped his chest: "Idiot!! Don't let him surpass him!! He has good stamina, and you won't have a chance if you surpass him!!"

In fact, Meng Ye is not good at endurance, but tenacious willpower, which is his biggest advantage. During the run, he never paid attention to the timing board on the side of the court, because Zhuang Shao's light board was next to it, attracting all his peripheral vision.

Every lap, every lap, as long as he passes that position, his heart will settle down, get rid of all the messy thoughts, and there is only the end in front of him. At this time, he couldn't care about how many times he would end up in the end. He had an idea in his mind - if he wins, he will support Zhuang Shao, and if he loses, he will first rely on Zhuang Shao to support him! Anyway, no loss!

But actually my leg hurts a bit.

Maybe more than a little, but he has no energy to tell the difference. In any case, today's game must be fought with gritted teeth. The bone-chilling cold wind of January blew past his ears, and his throat was hot and sweet, and his position went from fourth place in the penultimate circle to third place, second place, and finally the first place. Half body!

"Meng Ye!"

Zhuang Shao has never been so lenient in his life. If Lu Xiaochuan and others see him, they will probably think he is crazy.

In the last lap, Zhuang Shao's voice was hoarse, but Meng Ye couldn't hear any sound, and he couldn't even see the runway in front of him.

For the last fifty meters, he sprinted with all his might, and fell to the ground when he ran across the finish line, staring straight at the blue sky with dizziness...

ended.

14 minutes and 28 seconds, Meng Ye's final score.

His chest heaved violently at the finish line, his dark, sweaty skin gleamed in the sun, and the arm raised to block his eyes was clearly muscled. Zhuang Shao stared at him from a distance, his eyes were too hot to restrain himself. The bright sun shone on his exhausted little face, and even the sweat became dazzling and precious.

After slowing down, he walked to the sidelines.

Yu Na danced with joy: "Brother, you are the number one!!! You are the number one!! You must do it when you are in the university!"

"There are a few." Meng Ye panted and smiled, then hooked his finger at Zhuang Shao, "Come in."

Zhuang Shao put down the light sign and rushed into the arena, but the staff couldn't stop him, but stopped in front of Meng Ye.

"What are you doing?" Meng Ye opened his arms, "Hold me."

Zhuang Shao pulled him into his arms with such force that both their chests hurt, and they were short of breath.

Meng Ye leaned into his ear: "Am I awesome?"

Zhuang Shao doesn't talk, just hugs and doesn't talk, he is a doer.

Meng Ye gasped and laughed, and at the same time reached out and hugged him back. The people next to him seemed to have a deep brotherhood.

"Smash!"

"Eh!"

Meng Ye smiled and waved to his mother outside the arena. After laughing, he turned his face and pulled Zhuang Shao, who was about to go out: "Hold me."

"What's wrong?"

"Leg pain."

Not as easy as he appeared, his legs were hurting so badly now.

"Can you help me walk my mother, I'm dizzy and want to vomit."

Zhuang Shao carried him to the sidelines, and You Ying and her daughter rushed up to toss him, ravaged his handsome face red and his hair messed up like a chicken coop. He laughed and begged for mercy: "Let me go, Mom, I'm ticklish and you don't know!"

You Ying red eyes: "My son is really good."

It was cold outside, and Zhuang Shao said, "Sister Ying, you should go back to the hotel to rest first. I will wait for Meng Ye to do the urine test before leaving."

"Urine test?"

Physical tests like Linda have long been on par with national competitions. In order to ensure fairness, most track and field events have urine tests, not to mention Meng Ye is still the first place, and the staff should come to him soon.

Meng Ye smiled weakly: "Don't worry, there is not a drop of urine in the stimulant."

"Young poor!" The mother slapped him on the back and watched them leave with a smile.

The two were shoulder-to-shoulder, and most of Meng Ye's body weight was actually on Zhuang Shao.He limped into a certain administrative building, and the bathroom on the first floor was empty because of the holiday, so they were both allowed to rest for a while.

Meng Ye's face changed as soon as the door closed.He let Zhuang Shao sit on the radiator near the windowsill, his facial features crumpled in discomfort.

Zhuang Shao squatted in front of him, and before he had time to ask him if he was in severe pain or not, if he wanted to go to the hospital, there was a heavy head on his shoulders: "I have played for you today."