Chapter 77 Miss You

Meng Ye sat on the chair, his legs were numb and he forgot to stand up.

He didn't expect Zhuang Shao to think this way, and he didn't know how long Zhuang Shao had thought this way, when did he feel this way, and what kind of mood did he say that sentence - you don't like it that much I.

Is that so?

His eyes were so dry and sore that he couldn't even blink. Zhuang Shao used to sit in this position when he was here. Sometimes he patiently gave questions to him, and sometimes he just did the questions silently, and when the time came, he went to sleep.

Zhuang Shao likes him very much, as written in the text, he likes him very much, of course he can feel it, but it doesn't show much in face.

The person who puts it out doesn't say everything, not to mention that this is his first time in love, he has no experience, he hasn't even learned to express his love, and he won't get tired of being with someone all day long, and he will keep that little bit in his heart. Show to the world.

But that doesn't mean he doesn't know.

He just often finds out the deepest complacency and liking in his heart when he is lying in bed after training, takes a shower, and thinks about Zhuang Shao's goodness to himself in his mind, and then thinks about what we talked about today, What to eat tomorrow, how warm is Zhuang Shao's body, and sometimes he can't even fall asleep when he thinks too much, staring at the dark ceiling and making a fool of himself.

It's not that he didn't know, he just forgot to tell Zhuang Shao that he knew. Because he is so used to the days of Zhuang Shao by his side, he is used to having someone to accompany him when he goes to and from school, to comfort him when he is injured, to buy what he lacks, and not to teach him what he is missing. People are silent and silent, but they follow step by step.

This is the way they get along, at least Meng Ye thinks so.

He picked up the phone and put it down many times. After half a night, Meng Ye still didn't fall asleep. He wanted to say something to Zhuang Shao, but there was a lot of sadness in the deepest part of his heart that was originally complacent. This feeling was extremely unfamiliar to him.

To be honest, he has never been sad for anyone.

In the past, always thought that everything was logical. He and Zhuang Shaohui have always been inseparable. As long as they go to school and college entrance examination step by step, they will always be together. It was only now that found out that this was not the case, and maybe Zhuang Shao would leave if it went on like this.

Today is blackmail, tomorrow is the Cold War, as long as no one is willing to bow their heads first, they will flow into different rivers like two drops of water, into different seas, drifting apart and no longer in contact, even if they are in the same city. Will deliberately avoid it.

- As long as no one takes that step.

Thinking of these Meng Ye's heart hurts.

It was an indescribable pain, the pain that all the internal organs were pulled together, and the pain that couldn't wait for the next second. He held both knees tightly with his hands, his fingers turned white, and his upper body trembled slightly.

He asked himself if he was willing? Will it end with Zhuang Shao inexplicably like this?

how is this possible.

Of course not!

In the future, there will be no Zhuang Shao at every finish line. That is so frustrating, even so frustrating that it makes people lose the motivation to continue running.

Meng Ye lay on the bed and continued to be in a daze, because he lost the strength to even move. He hasn't fallen out of love yet, but he has already tasted the pain and grief of being out of love. Obviously it wasn't Zhuang Shao who dumped him, and he didn't plan to dump Zhuang Shao, but the reality was that the words "losing Zhuang Shao" had been rehearsed in advance, making him so uncomfortable that he couldn't sleep.

He lay in bed and watched the curtains turn from dark to white, and went to class with two big dark circles under his eyes in the early morning.

"Being a thief last night came so early."

When Jiang Yue entered the classroom, he was very surprised to see him.

"Is there anything to eat?" Meng Ye felt hungry. He needed to replenish his strength. "Anything will do."

Sitting down, he pulled out a bag of wafer biscuits, Jiang Yue handed it to him, he stuffed it all into his mouth, and then sorted out the books on the table with his red eyes. Put everything that is not needed temporarily in Zhuang Shao's drawer, and leave what is needed, so that the front view is much wider, and the teacher stands on the podium at a glance.

"How are you going to sleep then?"

"I won't sleep anymore." He shook his head, "I'm still in the third year of high school, why don't I sleep?"

Jiang Yue opened her mouth and forgot to close it.

I thought it was just a whim, but I didn't expect him to work hard day by day. He listened carefully in get out of class, took the time to do the questions after class, ran when he was running, and stopped gagging with his teammates. He also stopped complaining that the weather was too cold and that he was not enough. sleep.

But he felt it wasn't enough. It's not enough to do the problem so desperately, and it's not enough to train until the muscles cramp. As soon as he stops, he will think of Zhuang Shao, and thinking of the long news, his heart still throbs.

He had long since released Zhuang Shao from the blacklist, but Zhuang Shao never called him again, never sent a text message, not a single one. He didn't take the initiative to fight, not for competition or face, he just wanted to...

I want to make this step more solid.

After several days of training like Meng Ye went crazy, the words became less, and the familiar name was lost between the words, and the whole sports team realized that something was wrong.

Chen Chao quietly asked in private: "Brother Chuan, what's wrong with the captain? He's training time every day is about to catch up with me and you combined."

Lu Xiaochuan said, "Just let him vent, it won't hurt anyway."

As soon as the words fell, Meng Ye fell headfirst on the runway, gasping for breath. The sun was dazzling and dazzling, Lu Xiaochuan squatted beside him to block him, and asked him if he was still running or not, and went to the canteen together.

"No, Lao Jiang told me to go to the office."

After resting for a while, he got up and walked to the teaching building by himself.

The office is full of substitute teachers. Lao Jiang greeted him: "Zhuang Shao's qualifications for walking have been officially approved, when is he going to come back?"

Meng Ye was a little tired and had no desire to speak: "He didn't tell me, maybe he won't come back."

"How is that possible." Lao Jiang waved his hand, "He thinks beautifully, although the recommendation qualification is for him personally, but his college entrance examination account is still in our school, and he can't run away if he wants to. By the way, how's your training recently? ?"

"good."

What he said was okay was comparing himself to the injured self.

At the end of November, dragging the injured leg and running back to 15 points is considered to be back to the pass line;

In the second week of December, Zhuang Shao left. He didn't have the heart to practice for three days, and his grades stagnated;

On December 15th, the day after he received the news, he ran out of 14 minutes and 50 seconds strangely. Maybe it was because he was frustrated in love and proud in running.

From that day to now, his score has hovered around 14 minutes and 50 seconds, 14 minutes and 43 minutes when he is in good condition, and 14 minutes and 51 minutes when he is in bad condition. He is still about 10 seconds away from his personal best.

"I will have a physical test in mid-January, is there any problem?"

"Who knows." He smiled helplessly. "Last year, the registration result for the 5,000m at Linda was 14 minutes and 51 seconds. This year's announcement was only made in these two days. I should have reached the threshold, so at least I can go for a walk around the campus."

"Then you have to stay in good shape during this time, don't catch a cold and don't eat bad food."

"Know."

Lao Jiang's broken mouth was probably open, and Meng Ye ate the food at noon that day, and went out in class and vomited twice. After class, Zhang Congsen was worried and forced him to go to his house to rest for two hours, and said that she would cook the sick meal in the afternoon.

In the past, the master's family, Meng Ye, always came with Zhuang Shao, but this time he came back by himself. After entering the door, he joked: "You said that you specifically asked me to come to the tooth sacrifice when I had an upset stomach. Wouldn't it be intentional, for fear that I would eat you down?"

The master gouged him out: "I'm not afraid of you and Zhuang Shao coming to eat, and I'm afraid that you will be alone?"

Meng Ye's smile froze on his face and was speechless.

The teacher said, "I'm going to wash the vegetables, you go to the bedroom and lie down, just take off your shoes."

"Um."

Not to mention the master's "boudoir" is quite scholarly. There is a whole wall of bookcases with calligraphy and paintings hanging next to it. The table is also full of lesson plans and reference books. Even the computer desktop is "diligence and self-reflection". .

Meng Ye was embarrassed to lie down, and besides, he felt that he was fine. Sitting in front of his desk, he flipped through the guidance book given by his teacher, flipping through his mobile phone, and he was shocked. Lu Xiaochuan sent a message: "Linda has issued the admissions brochure, quickly find a computer and look at it!"

Yes, today is the 18th.

"Teacher! I'll use your computer! The Linda admissions brochure has been posted—"

Shi Tai is struggling to peel potatoes in the kitchen: "Use it!"

Shaking the mouse, the desktop chassis under the table made a stuttering sound. Open the official website of Linda University, the first item in the notification column is the recruitment brochure of high-level sports teams, which is fresh and warm.

The above said that this year's Linda sports team recruited a total of 40 people, of which the track and field accounted for the largest number, 18, but the men's 5000 meters only recruited 1, the registration line is 14 minutes and 50 seconds, and the remaining places are for 100 meters, 100 meters hurdles, Long jump of these popular items.

Thousands of troops and horses are fighting over the single-plank bridge. This is, Meng Ye took a deep breath.

It's not that don't have self-confidence, it's mainly because of pressure, and suddenly the pressure is huge. What if can't make it through, go up to pick up the garbage? Then Zhuang Shao didn't kick him with one kick?

Meng Ye leaned back in his chair, covered his face and whispered, "It's over, it's over..."

When opened eyes again, a familiar avatar suddenly popped up in the lower right corner of the screen. It was Zhuang Moumou who came to say goodbye to Master, and by the way asked if the vitamin tablets had been received.

...

Meng Ye shouted: "Master, Zhuang Shao has sent you a message asking if you have received the vitamins."

"You said you received it, it arrived yesterday!"

All right.

He typed word by word: "Arrived yesterday."

"Meng Ye's Bone Strength also arrived?"

He was a little lost.

It's not clear what Wei Guli is, but Zhuang Shao likes everything he buys.

...for a long while, I typed "um".

Zhuang Shao replied: "Then help me give it to him, needless to say I bought it."

There was a whirring sound in the chassis.

"Meng Ye!" The master pointed his head out and instructed, "Don't forget to ask him if he has done the papers!"

Meng Ye's heart was warm for a while, and his fingertips were slightly numb: "Have you done the paper?"

"I did it, but I didn't finish it. I couldn't get out of the hospital recently."

"are you busy?"

Meng Ye naturally thought it was his grandfather's business, but he didn't expect Zhuang Shao to say, "I have a severe cold, and I go to the outpatient clinic every day to get an IV, so it's not very convenient to write with my right hand."

"It doesn't matter!" His hands were faster than his heart!

"It doesn't matter, it is said that it will be over in one day."

"Does anyone take care of you?"

"My dad has acquaintances in the hospital, and my grandma is there."

Meng Ye breathed a sigh of relief. Then I thought that I had a bad cold to the point where I had to hang water every day. It should be due to inflammation of the lungs. This is a big or small matter. Just as he was about to make another round to make sure, Zhuang Shao suddenly asked, "Is Meng Ye still sleeping in class recently?"

"Don't sleep, don't sleep." Meng Ye stunned for a moment and explained hastily, "He has been very serious in listening to lectures in class recently, and he didn't skip class or fight."

Zhuang Shao said, "That's good."

Meng Ye's nose was sour: "He said he would definitely be admitted to Linda University."

"Is he next to you?"

Meng Ye sniffed desperately: "No, but he promised me, don't worry."

It was blank for a while.

A sentence appeared in the dialog box: "I believe him."

Meng Ye pushed away the mouse and keyboard and cried uncharacteristically.

Zhang Congsen heard the voice running over, thinking that he was not feeling well, so scared that he almost didn't call 120 directly.

"Are you okay kid?"

He straightened his back with a bang, plunged into the arms of the teacher and howled, "Mr. Zhang, Teacher Zhang, Teacher Zhang!!!"

The clear boy's voice turned into a muddy drake's voice, it was really... so unpleasant...

Zhang Congsen touched his head for comfort, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "I'm here, what happened?"

Meng Ye couldn't utter a complete sentence, he only knew that he kept howling like a low-pitched cannon, beating his chest and patting his feet, leaning his straight shoulders against the teacher and shaking the whole school and the entire sports team. lost.

Zhang Congsen looked down at the computer, helplessly and funny: "You said that you are really mature when you are mature, and really naive when you are naive. Zhuang Shao said he believed in you, so you cried to him?"

Meng Ye rubbed his face hard, and after less than half a minute, his facial features began to deform seriously again. The hot and translucent liquid gathered in the center of the eye socket, and then rolled down one after another.

"I miss him!"

He was so aggrieved that his chest was about to explode, and he roared hoarsely.

"I miss him, I miss him..."

Thinking of a person thinking of going crazy, thinking of that paralyzed face, thinking of his sometimes gentle and sometimes impatient voice, thinking of him hugging himself, thinking of breaking apart, thinking of wishing that the whole world would be destroyed, and no one but him would be in the way.