end of season and beginning of cool gl

More than half a month has passed without any surprises. Some leader of the school had a sudden whim and slapped his head and issued a notice

——Students in the third year of high school just sit in the classroom to study every day, lack of exercise, which is not good for their health.So in the future, the daily inter-class exercises will be extended to 10 minutes for running exercises.

— That is, each class stands in a specific area around the teaching building, and runs around the teaching building following the music.

One day during the exercise between classes, I was standing in the queue waiting to start running, when I suddenly saw a girl with long hair like black ink and wearing a khaki windbreaker walking in front of the queue.

Luo Chuliang?impossible!

My heart trembled, but before my brain could react, my legs had already caught up.

The girl walked to the line of her class and stood up, facing me.It wasn't until I saw her face that I realized that I had misunderstood the person.

At this time, the music sounded, and the crowd turned around the teaching building like gears, and I had no choice but to run along with it.

Probably due to the small venue, the crowd moved very slowly, which gave me more time to recall and think.

However, I don't want to recall at all - the humiliation and sorrow of the abandoned beast in Luo Chuliang's downstairs last time entangled me inch by inch like a spider web.

Panting heavily, I sprinted left and right in the gap between the crowd, accelerated desperately, and quickly finished a lap, and I rushed straight into the teaching building.

When I ran past our classroom, I vaguely saw Dai Anqi open the desk at the end of the season from the door, as if looking through something.

Although I was puzzled, but at that time I didn't have the mind to delve into it, I just wanted to find a place where no one was around and cry happily.

I wanted to go to the fifth floor, but when I got to the fifth floor, I found that the iron door at the top of the stairs was locked.The sadness of the embankment collapse could no longer be suppressed, and I squatted by the iron gate and cried hoarsely.

After a while, the running exercise was over, and everyone rushed back to the classroom for class. I subconsciously lowered my voice. There was a lot of voices in the corridor, and no one noticed that I deliberately lowered my voice to cry.

But when the class bell rang, the corridor became extremely quiet, and the crying seemed a little more obvious.

I seem to hear someone's feet, stepping on the thick dust on the stairs, step by step, from far to near, and finally stop in front of me.

What caught my eye was a pair of old brown leather shoes and wrinkled jeans. Before I could look up, the voice of the head teacher came from above my head.

"What are you doing?"

I don't know how to answer.

"Hurry up and go back to the classroom."

"Um……"

"Did you hear me?"

"Understood." I looked up at him and uttered three words in a crying voice.

It may be that my eyes that were red from crying aroused a little pity from our head teacher of the steel straight man. He didn't push me any more, turned around and left.

I squatted there and continued to cry. I don't know how long it took, and my emotions gradually cooled down, but I still didn't want to move.

It wasn't until I heard footsteps in the corridor again that I suddenly realized what audacious thing I had done—how dare I stare at the head teacher?And still so arrogantly absent from class for so long?

Ruined……

I stood up quickly, only to realize that my feet were no longer numb like my own, so I quickly supported the wall to maintain my balance.

After the initial numbness, the tens of thousands of capillaries in both legs seemed to have turned into man-eating ants, scratching and biting frantically inside the legs.

I pressed my hands against the wall and bent over in pain. I couldn't help but open my mouth and howl. The words "whatthefuck" almost burst out of my mouth, but since it might be the head teacher's footsteps, I had no choice but to bear it back. .

It's not like I haven't closed my mouth yet, and suddenly I was pressed against the wall by a wall at the end of the season, my head was resting on my shoulder, tightly stuck to my arms, and I didn't say a word.

Alas, the breezy early autumn, the bright sky at noon, the deserted corridors, full of nephrite jade fragrance.

What a pleasant scene.

However, my feet are suffering the pain of thousands of ants biting my bones at this moment. Only by holding her shoulders tightly can I barely prevent myself from falling to the ground due to the weakness of my legs.

This really made me experience the feeling of "pain and happiness".

The man in his arms hugged me as hard as he could, as if he wanted to rub me into his body, but he let go after only a while.

She withdrew from her arms just in time to see my torture-like expression, snorted vigorously, took out a pack of tissues from her pocket, tore open the outer package roughly, pulled out the tissues roughly, and Poke me in the face.

I was so frightened that I quickly closed my eyes, but the pain I imagined did not come. The action of wiping my face with a tissue was so gentle.

Quietly opened her eyes, she was dealing with the tears on my face very seriously, with gentle movements and sad eyes.

Suddenly, inexplicably, I felt like a child who had done something bad in front of her.

Realizing that I was looking at her, she glared at me angrily, stuffed the tissue back into her pocket, and took my hand to go downstairs.

I was caught off guard and dragged two steps forward, and quickly grabbed the handrail of the stairs and called her mournfully, "Wait until the end of next season, my feet are numb."

She stared at me for half a second before she realized it. She gave me an annoyed look, squatted beside me and pressed (pinched) the muscles in my calf. The pain made me scream.

"Don't, Auntie, I was wrong, please take it easy..."

"You need to loosen the stiff muscles for the blood to circulate normally."

At the end of the season, the master explained it seriously, but the witty Li himself still smelled a bit of public revenge...

I had to try to divert my attention, "Isn't this the class time? Why are you here?"

"The head teacher asked me to call you back."

"Wow, it seems the class teacher is not angry with me!"

The strength of someone's massage suddenly increased.

"Oh, I was wrong, I was wrong!"

"Where did you remember wrong?"

"I...hehe..."

"Why are you hiding here and crying?"

"Inner one..." This stopped me from asking. It is definitely not convenient to tell her the real reason. I was thinking about what kind of reason I should make up. How could I know that at the end of the season, I would say

——"I know it even if you don't tell me."

I was startled, and suddenly looked down at her, but only saw a head of black hair.I asked her cautiously, "What do you know?"

"I know everything." She suddenly raised her head and looked straight into my eyes, almost piercing my soul.

I hurriedly moved my head away and stayed there speechless.

Fortunately, she stood up quickly and patted me lightly, "I'm just kidding, are your feet OK?"

I just remembered the numbness of my feet. I tried to walk in place twice, and it has returned to normal.

"Then go back to the classroom."

She took my hand and walked downstairs, and I walked behind her step by step, secretly observing her side face, her words and expressions just now made me a little uneasy.

Was she really just joking?