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[Zhou Ding: Can you run?Can your legs take it? 】

[Xia Yu: It should be possible. 】

[Zhou Ding: Don't be brave, I'll be fine running alone. 】

[Xia Yu: I want to accompany you. 】

I want to be with you.

Typing hands stopped, Zhou Ding looked at these four words, only felt a strong sense of pleasure instantly radiated from his brain to his whole body, even if he tightened his lips, even if he took a deep breath, he couldn't suppress the smile in the corners of his mouth and eyes meaning.

How to do?

How to run so that it looks natural and not ambiguous?

Is it too obvious to keep running next to Xia Yu?Or pass him two laps and run with him?It seems to be quite eye-catching.

Zhou Ding subconsciously turned his head to ask He Xinyang, but he opened his mouth and immediately closed it again.

He exhaled hard to make himself look calmer, then changed his way, and said in a flat and casual tone: "Xia Yu actually has to run 3000 meters." It seemed that he just saw something that surprised him a little .

Wu Le is eating breakfast, they have no class in the morning.

Hearing this, he raised his head: "Xia Yu ran 3000 meters? Can he run with his thin arms and legs?"

He Xinyang swallowed the buns in his mouth: "You can run slowly. Anyway, there is no time limit, and you can always finish the run. If you can't run, you can still abstain. There are a lot of people abstaining from the Academy of Fine Arts every year."

Zhao Xiunan said: "Don't Team Zhou also run 3000 meters? If he really can't run, Team Zhou can help him. Ah, yes, are you in the same team?"

Exactly what he wanted.

Zhou Ding's tone was light: "It's the same group, let's see when the time comes, I don't care, just run with him."

"Just run slowly. Anyway, it's not as good as the track and field team. Those animals are too cruel. They can run 3000 meters from start to finish."

Wu Le rolled his eyes, "Last time I ran and threw up and was only sixth. Running with them is meaningless."

Zhou Ding said: "That makes sense, I'll ask Xia Yu."

Wu Le didn't notice it, and put another pancake in his hands: "That's right, let's just run away together, and let's get over it."

Thanks bro.

Zhou Ding lowered his head and drank the porridge: "It's also possible."

It's not as complicated as imagined.

That's right, most people wouldn't casually associate two boys with homosexuality.

Zhou Ding swallowed the food in his mouth, and sent Xia Yu a message in a good mood——

[Zhou Ding: We will run together when the time comes. 】

On the day of the sports meeting, the weather was fine.The wind is light and the clouds are calm, the sun hangs high, and the light shines warmly on the earth.

The preliminaries for the 3000-meter long-distance race started at [-]:[-] a.m. After registering, Xia Yu walked aside to warm up.

The playground was full of people, noisy and noisy, and deafening gunshots sounded from time to time.

Xia Yu would go to the playground for a run in the morning these few days.

There are seven and a half laps of 3000 meters. He can finish it with a combination of running and walking, but it takes a little long, about 10 minutes.He hasn't finished running in one breath yet, and he will start to stop and run around the fourth and fifth laps, but this time he plans to try to finish it in one breath, and he doesn't know if it will work, but he hopes to succeed .

When Zhou Ding saw Xia Yu, Xia Yu was stretching his legs.

One leg was bent, and the other leg was stretched sideways. The thin fabric swayed slightly according to the shape of the leg, making his leg look thin and long.

He glanced at it twice, then retracted his gaze, and shouted, "Xia Yu."

Xia Yu raised her head: "Are you here?"

Zhou Ding nodded, and walked to Xia Yu to warm up together: "My runway is No. [-], and your runway is No. [-]."

Xia Yu said: "I know." I saw it when I was registering, and I wanted to know who wrote it.

He asked again, "Does this count as an abuse of power?"

Zhou Ding said confidently: "How can we use power if we don't use it like this?"

Xia Yu couldn't help laughing. At this moment, someone walked by, and he didn't say anything more.

Soon, the 3000-meter preliminaries will begin.

Xia Yu walked to the track and stood still, crossing her fingers, moving her fingers and ankles.

The side of the runway was full of people, and many girls from other schools were cheering on their boyfriends. The scene looked very lively.

Xia Yu raised his eyes and saw Wu Le and He Xinyang. Seeing him looking over, they all smiled and waved at him.

"Come on, Xia Yu!" Wu Le put his hands around his mouth and shouted loudly.

Xia Yu froze for a moment, then nodded.

In the past, it was Xia Yi who cheered him on.

——Xia Yi would come here every year for the sports meeting, and after watching his games, he ran around everywhere, and couldn't find anyone.

He didn't tell Xia Yi about the sports meeting this year, so Xia Yi didn't come either.

"Get ready—" the teacher's voice sounded, interrupting Xia Yu's thoughts. He squatted down and assumed a running posture.

The next second, gunshots rang out, and everyone on the runway rushed out like arrows leaving the string.

Xia Yu didn't run fast, but her condition was stable and her pace was steady.

A little behind, but not at the bottom, so Xia Yu was not in a hurry, and continued to run so leisurely.

Moreover, there is someone beside him at the same speed to accompany him.

There is no need to worry.

"Why doesn't Zhou Ding charge? Doesn't he run fast?"

"He's running with Xia Yu."

"Are they planning to be bastards together?"

"If I were me, I would do the same. Anyway, I won't be able to get the ranking. Look at Song Tao and the others. They have finished half a lap with such kung fu. They are simply not human."

For the first three laps, Xia Yu ran fairly steadily.

By the fourth and a half laps, his breathing became heavy, and his pace was not as brisk as in the previous laps.

"Xia Yu, your breathing is disordered."

In order not to affect Xia Yu's rhythm before, Zhou Ding kept silent, but he was always paying attention to Xia Yu's state, so when Xia Yu's breathing was not right, he immediately noticed, "Listen to me, I will let you breathe Inhale when you breathe in, breathe out when you breathe out, come, listen to my password."

"Breathing in—breathing out—"

"Breathing in—breathing out—"

"Yes, that's the frequency, hold on, lift your legs up, don't sink."

Listening to Zhou Ding's words, Xia Yu adjusted her breathing and running frequency.

Sweat soaked his temples, and the sun, which he thought was warm at first, felt extremely tanning at the moment, making him sweat non-stop. The only coolness was the wind brought by him while running.

"Don't sink your legs, lift them up, take smaller steps, and take longer strides."

"Don't lean your upper body forward."

"Hold on, inhale—exhale—"

Xia Yu's mouth was parched, his chest seemed to be on fire, and his limbs were getting heavier and heavier.

It's already the fifth lap, and every time he runs to the fifth lap, he has to stop and walk for a while, and he really wants to stop now, but Zhou Ding's voice reminds him not to stop, just keep going—they It was agreed that if he stops and stops running, Zhou Ding must continue to run forward and cannot stop and accompany him, because running together is nothing, but running and stopping together is a bit noticeable.

He wants to accompany Zhou Ding, and wants Zhou Ding to continue to accompany him, so he can't stop.

Zhou Ding looked sideways at Xia Yu's lips, which had lost all blood.

He frowned: "Can't you run away? Why don't you run away?"

Xia Yu had no time to speak, so she just shook her head.

Zhou Ding was silent, and said again: "Don't open your mouth too much, put the tip of your tongue against the upper gum, and don't take too much breath."

Xia Yu still shook his head, he really couldn't breathe.

After opening his mouth, he immediately took a big deep breath, and the cool wind poured into his mouth, and he suddenly felt like his whole body came alive, and finally fresh air entered his chest cavity, exchanging the dull breath inside.

It feels really comfortable to take a big breath, and the steps are much lighter.

But soon the discomfort came. After taking a few breaths, my throat felt like it was on fire, and my whole heart and lungs felt a burning discomfort.

Zhou Ding said again: "There is still one and a half laps, can you still run?"

Xia Yu couldn't even breathe, let alone answer questions.

His lips were pale, his face was flushed abnormally, and his throat was so painful that he had to close his mouth forcefully, forcing himself to continue breathing.

Zhou Ding noticed Xia Yu's discomfort: "Are you okay? Don't be brave, it's okay if you don't finish running."

Xia Yu wanted to laugh, but also felt a little annoyed.

He thought, if Zhou Ding was a parent, he must be the doting type. I was tired in vain.

He ignored Zhou Ding and ran forward with his head buried.

Zhou Ding pursed his lips, and had no choice but to continue to remind him to adjust the details so that he could run more easily.

However, Xia Yu was sweating profusely, and his mouth seemed to be smoking.

His steps were extremely heavy, even after hearing Zhou Ding's words, he really didn't have the strength to do it.

Xia Yu felt like she was running in a swamp.

As soon as his feet landed on the ground, it was difficult to lift them up again, as if something was dragging his legs down.

Suddenly, someone grabbed his wrist.

Before he could react, a forward force pulled his body that seemed to be sinking into the mud, and brought his whole body forward.

Suddenly it wasn't so strenuous.

Her legs were still sore and her breathing was still heavy, but the feeling of sinking was gone.

The pace became larger along with the trend, and the finish line, which was originally far away, suddenly drew much closer.

Under Zhou Ding's leadership, Xia Yu overtook two students who were walking slowly, and in half a circle, he would be completely relieved!

"Do you still have strength?" Zhou Ding asked him sideways.

Xia Yu glanced at the hand that was gripping his wrist like iron tongs, and said almost angrily: "There is still a little more."

"I'll take you to sprint, and it's over after half a circle."

Xia Yu nodded lightly.

Xia Yu was almost staggered by the hand grasping his wrist. He frowned slightly, quickly adjusted his pace, and ran forward with Zhou Ding.

The originally stagnant wind flowed around his cheeks again.

The wet hair was blown back, Xia Yu looked at Zhou Ding's broad back, and shook his hand slightly.

Zhou Ding understood: "I want to let go, don't stop, keep running."

"Let it go." Xia Yu's voice was dry and hoarse.

Letting go of the hand pinched on the wrist, Xia Yu clenched his teeth, raised his legs as high as possible, and swung his hands vigorously. Holding back his last strength, he rushed forward sullenly.

"ninth!"

With a wave of the teacher's hand, Xia Yu's 3000-meter run was finally over!

The moment he crossed the line, his legs stopped automatically as if he had become conscious.

Xia Yu only felt that when his legs went limp, he was about to fall down, but he didn't fall because he stretched out his hands halfway to support him.

"Can't stop, walk for a while."

Zhou Ding put his hands on his shoulders and forced him to go forward, "Xia Yu, you finished running with me, you are great."

With her heart pounding wildly in her chest, Xia Yu glanced at Zhou Ding, but said nothing.

He swallowed hard, trying to moisten his throat, but his mouth was so dry that he couldn't even secrete any saliva: "Is there any water?"

Zhou Ding said: "Drink later, take it easy."

He said again, "I'll take you to the locker room, where we can rest for a while and change into our swimsuits by the way."

Xia Yu was dizzy, limp all over, without any strength.

He let Zhou Ding drag him forward, and when he came back to his senses, he was already in the locker room of the basketball hall, and he sat on Zhou Ding.

"I..." Before he could speak, his cold lips pressed down.

He was forced to raise his head, open his mouth, and bear the other party's deep kiss.

Lemon-flavored mineral water flowed into the mouth, soothing the long-dried throat, heart and lungs, and extinguishing the fire in the chest cavity. Xia Yu couldn't help sighing due to the cool feeling.

He involuntarily raised his hand to hug Zhou Ding's head, and swallowed forcefully, wanting to get more moisture from the water.

After a while, Zhou Ding backed away, breathed slightly and said, "I have nothing left in my mouth."

He clicked his tongue lightly, it hurt a little.It was sucked by Xia Yu.

Xia Yu finally came to his senses, he took a deep breath, his eyelids were slightly closed, his eyelashes were wet, and he looked exhausted.His face was also covered in sweat, illuminated by the light in the dressing room, it shone brightly, and made his lips blush, and he was no longer as pale as when he was running.

"Xia Yu, you ran 3000 meters with me."

Zhou Ding lowered his eyes, pressed his forehead against Xia Yu's, and put his fingers through Xia Yu's wet hair. He said in a low voice, "I'm really happy."