Shelf life love

After the rain, the sky cleared, but the umbrella was not returned in time.

Yuecheng No. [-] Middle School not only has strong teachers, but also has a high rate of admission to prestigious schools, a large number of top students, and a balanced development of sports and arts.

For example, Qi Lin led the school football team to win the district championship when he was in junior high school.

The high school has achieved outstanding results. The men's basketball and women's volleyball teams are frequent visitors to the top eight of the national league. Every year, outstanding music students and art students are admitted in advance by the art college.

The week after Qi Lin borrowed the umbrella, the summer games started.

The sports meeting in No. [-] Middle School is divided into summer and autumn, in the second semester and last semester respectively, with track and field in summer and ball games in autumn.No matter which season, Qi Lin is the main force.

"Old Qi, sign up!" Zou Jiao was the sports committee member, and before the flag-raising ceremony started on Monday, he caught Qi Lin to sign up.

They were promoted from junior high school together, and they are familiar with each other, Qi Lin said without thinking, "It's still those few things."

Zou Jiao said while writing: "Men's four times a hundred, men's triple jump, men's one hundred, men's two hundred... I don't think so."

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, Qi Lin is taking off his school uniform, "Ah? Where can't it be?"

Zou Jiao: "Why are you all sprint events?"

Qi Lin: "Didn't I always do these projects before?"

"But that's junior high school." Zou Jiao smiled meaningfully, "Old Qi, you are 16 years old, you have to learn to grow up."

Qi Lin didn't understand what he meant.

Chen Jinsi laughed wildly at the side, "Brother Lin, he said that you are not durable enough, so you can only participate in sprints."

Qi Lin smiled and slapped him, "Don't you just want to stimulate me to report 800 meters?"

Zou Jiao: "Yo, smart."

"Brother Lin's ingenuity still needs to be praised?" Qi Lin stuffed the school uniform into his belly on the table, "One person can only report five items, right? Then the last item should be male eight hundred."

Chen Jinsi whistled, "Brother Lin lasts!"

The sports meeting lasts for two days, from Saturday to Sunday.But this week, no one is in the mood for class, rehearsing the entrance ceremony, cramming to practice physical fitness, Qi Lin, as the face of the class and an important seed player, has never had a rest from morning till night——

He had to stand at the front of the entrance ceremony, holding up signs and posing in unison. The squad leader had strict requirements on him, and he went through it over and over again. Everyone else was resting, and he was still shouting slogans;

After the rehearsal of the entrance ceremony here, the relay handover training has started again, and after that, I have to practice an additional 800 meters.

Around nine o'clock in the evening, a group of people were lying on the plastic lawn panting, and Chen Jinsi discovered that Qi Lin had actually fallen asleep.

For the honor of the class, Qi Lin asked for leave for the first time since he studied painting, and he didn't go on Tuesday and Thursday nights.Naturally, there was no time to return the umbrella.

Ye Zhuohan is different from other students in the interest class. There is no fixed time for class, and he can go there whenever he wants. The small classroom on the top floor is also his own place. He Panpan comes to point out his paintings when he is free. It was he who sat alone in the middle of the classroom, drawing images that did not exist.

The first time I met Qi Lin on the boulevard was Tuesday.

From this, Ye Zhuohan deduced that Qi Lin's class is on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and weekends.

It's just an umbrella, Ye Zhuohan doesn't want to take it back.Every time the boy with a particularly white nape appeared in front of him, he would cause a series of troubles.

But on Tuesday night, Ye Zhuohan did not leave the classroom.

"Do you still want to draw?" He Panpan said, "It's almost nine o'clock."

Usually, Ye Zhuohan would leave the class downstairs before the end of get out of class to avoid crowding.

Ye Zhuohan was drawing a sketch, and replied lightly: "Yes."

He Panpan took him with him for a year, and probably knew his character well, so he didn't try to persuade him, but said: "Don't be too late, go back and be careful."

The interest classes ended one after another. After waves of noise, the lights in the old teaching building went out one by one, and the corridor became quiet.

Qi Lin didn't show up.

Ye Zhuohan glanced at the time, packed up his things and left.

When going downstairs, he didn't take the usual path, but went around to the other side of the stairs, passing the basic class.

The students in the basic class have already left.

Ye Zhuohan raised his eyebrows lightly.

He wasn't waiting for Qi Lin, but he knew that Qi Lin would definitely return the umbrella.You can't hide from him, maybe Qi Lin didn't find him the first time, but the second time he will talk about why he is not there.

Thinking of the young man talking around him, he felt that it was better to put the umbrella back as soon as possible.

However, to his surprise, Qi Lin still didn't come on Thursday night.

Ye Zhuohan saw the boy who stayed with Qi Lin that day near the small south gate. The boy was inviting a girl to eat ice cream, but there was no sign of Qi Lin around.

Qi Lin, who is training hard for 800 meters, still remembers the umbrella.

From the registration on Monday, he only has the champion in his heart!Only class honors!

"Brother Lin!" Chen Jinsi was the third baton in the relay, and his strength was relatively weak among the four. He threw a bottle of iced Coke to Qi Lin, "Brother Lin has worked hard, how does Brother Lin feel?"

Qi Lin was the last stick, and the pressure was huge.

But no matter how great the pressure is, it cannot be shown in front of the brothers.He calmly downed half a bottle, raised the corners of his lips, and looked sharply, "Ask me about the combat boots under my feet!"

On the weekend, the sun was shining brightly, and the sports meeting started as scheduled.

Qi Lin missed the triple jump championship, but won the most difficult men's 800 meters.

It was the fourth time for Ye Zhuohan to pass by the stairs at the end of the corridor of the basic class, his brows slightly frowned.

It wasn't because he couldn't bear the umbrella, but because he didn't know if something happened to Qi Lin.

After Qi Lin left the villa that day, the rain picked up again.

There is a section of road outside the Chenjiang villa area, and there was a series of car accidents when it was raining and the road was slippery.

If Qi Lin had an accident on the way home, it would be related to him.

Ye Zhuohan doesn't care about all people and things, he doesn't even care about himself, about living.

But not entirely irresponsible.

Qi Lin mentioned Yuecheng No. [-] Middle School, and Ye Zhuohan planned to go and have a look.

Originally, it would be fine to ask the boy named Jiang Yue directly, but it is not easier to strike up a conversation with someone than to go directly to No. [-] Middle School.

During the sports meeting, No. [-] Middle School is like a festival.

Ye Zhuohan was walking in the unfamiliar campus when he heard loud cheers from the direction of the playground.

He instinctively resisted crowded places, but walked towards the noisy center.

In the high school track and field meeting, the women's 400x[-] and the men's [-]x[-] received the most attention.Blood, youth, and tears are all gathered on this [-]-meter runway and sublimated to the extreme.

Qi Lin and his team had just missed the championship in the women's four-by-one-hundred-mile race—they had been leading all along, but they made a mistake at the last handover.

Not only the contestants cried, but the whole class of girls cried too.

Seeing the men's four times one hundred is about to start, Qi Lin was busy comforting the girls one by one.

"Brother Lin, Brother Lin! Hurry up!" Chen Jinsi shouted anxiously: "You win the championship, which is the greatest comfort for the girls in our class!"

The girl who lost the club cried even more fiercely, and pushed Qi Lin away, shouting heartbreakingly, "Old Qi, take back the champion!"

Qi Lin shook his fist vigorously at the opponent.

If you want to ask if you are nervous, he is so nervous.

If he didn't run well this time, his super handsome little crown would be lost.

Super handsome, not only must have a handsome face against the sky, but also shoulder the dreams of girls!

Gunshots sounded, and Zou Jiao rushed out like an arrow off the string.

Ye Zhuohan saw Qi Lin when he got on the runway.

Light yellow track and field vest, white shorts, tall, with a slender figure that is unique to teenagers.

The dazzlingly white area spread from the small section of skin on the back of the neck to the entire neck, as well as the raised hands and slender legs.

There were other students in the same dress at the same position, but Ye Zhuohan only saw Qi Lin.

Qi Lin is shining brightly.

Qi Lin was shining again.

Ye Zhuohan frowned unknowingly.

On the fourth runway, the first bat was clearly still in the lead when the baton was handed over, but by the third baton it had fallen to third.

The sound of cheering was deafening, Qi Lin put his hands behind his back, and the gesture of preparing to take over was reflected in Ye Zhuohan's pupils.

"Boom-thump-thump-"

The heartbeat seemed to be speeding up, and the ripples vibrated round and round.

Ye Zhuohan felt novelty.

Are you nervous about Qi Lin?

No.1 has passed the baton, Qi Lin looked at Chen Jinsi running towards him with grinning teeth, his heart felt like it was about to burst.

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous! Super handsome super handsome super handsome! Super handsome who turned the tide!"

No one heard him talking to himself at this time, and the whole playground roared like a tsunami.

"Brother Lin!" At the moment of handing over the baton, Chen Jinsi fell to the ground, hysterical, "Brother Lin, go!"

Qi Linfeng started to run, and all sounds and scenes became blurred.

Ye Zhuohan's eyes that were always indifferent suddenly lit up.

It was still the fourth runway, and the boy ran wildly, like a white light, surpassing No.2 and approaching No.1.

Almost at the moment of hitting the line, Qi Lin overtook No.1, with unabated momentum, and stopped after running through the curve.

The cheers were more frenzied than ever before. Ye Zhuohan saw the radiant white boy surrounded by many people, he was thrown up, the boys were roaring, the girls were crying, and finally Qi Lin climbed onto the railing, stood firm, and raised his hand. Fist, I can't hear what I'm shouting.

Ye Zhuohan blinked.

Everything in front of him was a scene he had never seen before.

The excitement itself can't infect him, but at this moment, he was burned by the young man's figure, and when he closed his eyes, he was still the shadow that crossed the finish line.

The four times one hundred in the first year of high school ended, and the runway was occupied by the second year of high school.

Another round of cheers.

Ye Zhuohan's heartbeat calmed down, as if not a single stone had been thrown into the lake.

Qi Lin could no longer be seen on the playground, he was stunned for a moment, then turned and walked towards the school gate.

What are you doing today?

Do you want to watch the sports meeting?

Qi Lin didn't have any accidents on the way home, just confirm this.

"Brother Lin is awesome!"

After four times one hundred, all the projects in the first year of high school came to an end.There is a party at night, Ban Fei eats, drinks and sings K.As a hero, Qi Lin doesn't need to stay to clean up, he can go to the place to eat first.

"I'll go home and take a shower." Qi Lin's idol burden appeared again, how could he be sweaty on an occasion like a celebration banquet?

The squad leader is the girl who lost her stick not long ago, and she happily gave him the green light and told him to make a quick decision.

Qi Lin didn't change his clothes, ran outside the school gate, and suddenly saw a figure that shouldn't appear.

"Ye, bad, dragon?"

Qi Lin rubbed his eyes, it was really Ye Badlong!