After the rebirth, I became the top class again

The person huddled in the corner hooked his long back, buried his head deeply, bent one leg, and held his knee hard with one hand, so hard that the veins on the back of his hand were bulging. It was hard to imagine what kind of pain he was suppressing.

In the spacious practice room, the boy's tall body appeared so thin for the first time.

Seeing this scene, Wen Song felt his whole heart twitch. He hurriedly stepped into the room, walked up to him and knelt down and said, "What's going on? Why is it hurting so much? Do you have a leg injury?"

Lu Yige didn't deny it, he only held his knees with his hands and continued to endure the pain. Under the boy's half-length broken hair, he could see his forbearing and painful brows, and it seemed that it was difficult to breathe. This was very gentle. My heart became restless along with the noisy rain outside the window.

"Do you have any medicine? Or I'll go to the infirmary to get it for you."

Lu Yige still didn't make a sound, just shook his head slowly.

"Go, I'll carry you to the infirmary." Wen Song said, pulling his hand on his shoulder.

Lu Yige continued to shake his head, retracted his hand and shook Wen Song's wrist.

"It'll be fine in a while." He said under his breath.

But it doesn’t look like it will be healed after a while. Wen Song looked at the boy’s figure, considered the possibility of carrying him away, and then stood up: “You wait for me to go Find someone."

But the hand holding his wrist did not intend to let go.

"No need." Lu Yige said again, "Really."

"You," Wen Song squatted down again, "Then what's the matter with you? The old injury recurred?"

Lu Yige raised his eyes to reveal a pair of sweaty eyes, loosened Wen Song's hand, gently pinched his protruding wrist joint with his index finger and thumb, and said, "It's growing pains."

Suddenly, the hand on the wrist exerted some force, and at the same time, a muffled groan escaped from the boy's throat, Wen Song knew it was in pain again.

But growing pains is a very unfamiliar term for Wen Song. He was growing fast in adolescence, and he was busy with training all day long. He usually passed some soreness without paying much attention to it. He really didn't know what to do. .

"Then endure it like this?" Wen Song said again, "I'd better ask the doctor."

Lu Yige was still holding his hand, and when he heard his words, the hand slowly moved down again, holding Wen Song's palm.

Wen Song stared blankly at his movements, feeling the slight sweat in the young man's palms.

Then that hand brought his own to the boy's knee, and Lu Yige said, "Just rub it for me."

"..." Wen Song was stunned, but he was a little worried. After all, it was a relatively important joint like the knee, so he carefully controlled his strength to cover the boy's knee and pinched it twice.

The boy's hand didn't take it away, Xu Xu covered the back of Wen Song's hand, and during the movement, Wen Song's back of hand touched his fingertips, as if stroking.

"Is this better?" Wen Song asked out loud while trying to ignore the weirdness.

Lu Yige nodded: "Yes."

Wen Song immediately sat down on the spot, retracted his hand and patted his leg lightly: "Then stretch out a little bit, and I'll rub it for you."

Obediently, the young man straightened his legs, leaned slightly against the wall, looked at Wen Song with his head tilted, and said, "Thank you."

The rain outside the window was still pattering, Wen Song glanced at the young man by the wall, his heart was softened by a simple thank you, this was the first time he saw Lu Yige's fragile side, and it was also the first time he I really realized that even though he has an adult appearance, he can't hide his immature body.

"What's the matter," Wen Song said, stretching out his hand to help him rub it slowly, "But why are you in so much pain, I didn't feel anything at the time."

"I don't know," Lu Yige sighed softly, "Maybe it's growing too fast."

Wen Song said that he had been seen by Fan, but not to mention that he hadn’t noticed that Lu Yige’s legs that could not be seen to the bottom seemed to have grown a bit longer, and he couldn’t help sighing: “Are you still growing? Is there any reason for this?” ?”

Lu Yige twitched the corner of his mouth, a little helpless: "I can't control this."

This tone made Wen Song couldn't help but reply: "Then if you have the ability, don't be hurt." He thought of something again, "Are you not able to keep up with nutrition? But our restaurant has a lot of ingredients, and what you eat is not bad." Quite a few."

Lu Yige wanted to say something but was interrupted by him: "I know, you are lacking calcium," Wen Song said deeply, "Let's tell the restaurant to ask them to make some bone soup, and then go to the infirmary to get it." some calcium tablets."

So after Lu Yige's labor pains passed, he was dragged by Wen Song to the back kitchen of the restaurant. The chef was so cute and miserly that he asked the master to cook a small stove. Bone broth takes a lot of time, so Wen Song took this time to take someone there again. The infirmary saw the doctor and took calcium tablets.

When we returned to the restaurant, it was almost lunch break time, and there were already many people in the restaurant, so the two of them went to eat and found a seat to continue waiting.

While studying how to eat calcium tablets, Wen Song saw a familiar figure approaching. He subconsciously wanted to hide, but held back.

Li Sining's recent behavior has made him let go of most of his guard. It seems that it is not impossible for them to be ordinary friends, but it is not impossible to become complete strangers

"You guys are here," Li Sining seemed to have found it specially during his words, he took out some medicine patches from his trouser pocket, "I heard that Xiaolu's leg hurts, I just prepared painkillers here, you You can try it." Li Sining said and handed the pain relief patch to Lu Yige.

Lu Yige glanced at the pain-relieving stickers, and didn't intend to take them: "No, thank you."

Wen Song also glanced at the packaging of the pain-relieving patch, and said, "Can this growing pain be used? You can't use drugs indiscriminately during the development period."

"Yes," Li Sining said, "This medicine is very mild, even children can use it." He said and looked at Lu Yige, an older child.

This word made Lu Yige's face sink slightly, while Wen Song on the opposite side was a little tempted: "Really? Then do you want to try it?" Wen Song looked at Lu Yige and asked for his opinion.

Lu Yige spoke again, his tone impatient: "I said, no need, I don't feel any pain now."

The atmosphere was a bit awkward for a moment, Li Sining sneered: "Okay then, I'll take it back first, and if it hurts any more, you can ask me for it."

At this time, the waiter in the restaurant brought the bone soup. Wen Song took a look at Lu Yige, thinking that it was a child who had a good face and didn't like to put on such plaster-like things, so he reached out and took the pain relief patch in Li Sining's hand under the cover of the waiter. come over.

"Thank you." Wen Song said and smiled at the other party habitually.

Li Sining returned him a sweet smile, and winked at him by the way: "You're welcome."

Stuffing the pain-relieving patch into his trouser pocket, Wen Song sighed inwardly, if it wasn't for Lu Yige, he wouldn't have asked for Li Sining's things.But the scene in the practice room really made him feel distressed, and reminded him of the days when he was injured in training in a foreign country.

At that time, he didn't care about the training and didn't have any rules. He relied on his youthful enthusiasm and his youth and good health to train hard. As a result, when he was about Lu Yige's age, he injured his waist and had to recuperate for a long time. , although it does not have a big impact now, it is not as good as before.

Lu Yige is now saying that it's growing pains, if there are other problems, then it doesn't matter.

Wen Song thought that the well-hidden movements fell into Lu Yige's eyes. Looking at the back of Li Sining leaving, Lu Yige felt more than just a leg pain.

Surrounded by the aroma of bone soup, Wen Song helped Lu Yige put a small bowl of soup in front of him, and even helped him stir it a little to dissipate the heat: "Here, drink it while it's hot."

Lu Yige took it and looked at the steaming hot soup with a small spoon and brought it to his mouth. The person on the other side stared at him and said, "Be careful."

This seemed to be concerned about the behavior of a preschooler, so Lu Yige stopped his movements, looked up into Wen Song's eyes, and couldn't help emphasizing: "I'm not a child."

"Huh?" Wen Song was taken aback, did he say anything?

Then he thought of Li Sining's words, so he smiled and said, "Li Sining didn't mean that. Besides, your age is indeed still in the childhood stage, so don't worry about it."

Wen Song's smile was particularly dazzling in Lu Yige's eyes, and he frowned: "How do you know what he thinks?"

He naturally didn't know, but Wen Song felt that he knew Li Sining better than Lu Yige. In his opinion, there is a high probability that Li Sining still wants to repay his so-called kindness, and he said that he likes Lu Yige, right? A good one is naturally good to him, he will not deliberately disobey Lu Yige.

But he couldn't explain anything to Lu Yige, he just said: "Li Sining is pretty good, hurry up and drink your soup, kid."

Li Si Ning is a nice person?

Lu Yige clenched the spoon in his hand.

Wen Song's words and attitude made Lu Yige feel helpless in his heart. In his eyes, he was just a child, and every word he said became a care.

He had just seen Wen Song's smile to Li Sining, which was both familiar and unfamiliar. The familiar thing was that this smile often appeared on Wen Song's face, but the strange thing was that Wen Song had never smiled at him like this.

He wouldn't smile like that at a child.

Not enough, not at all.

Afternoon practice, Wen Song drove Lu Yige back to the dormitory, and promised him that he would train hard.

Lu Yige knew that his legs were really not suitable for continuous exercise, so he had no choice but to stay in the dormitory and read books all afternoon.

He had just taken a shower at night when there was a knock on the door of the room.

Hearing Wen Song's voice outside the door, Lu Yige hesitated for a moment, put the pajamas he just took out back into the closet, and said, "Come in."

"I checked and said that hot compresses can be used." Wen Song entered the door with a towel and a hot water bottle, "You'd better stop rubbing, in case the bones don't grow well and then they are broken..."

After closing the door, Wen Song was stunned when he saw the boy in the room wearing only a towel.

The hair of the person who just took a shower was still dripping, and he slid along the young but not thin young body of the boy into the inverted triangle area surrounded by the bath towel, and the boy's long legs that grew too fast and caused growing pains were clearly displayed in the In front of Wen Song, although this young body is young, it is not as thin as imagined. The muscles covering the body are not exaggerated but full of strength. Only the row of neat and well-proportioned abdominal muscles makes Wen Song unable to move his eyes.

I didn't expect this kid to have such a good figure, no, to be precise, this is a body between a boy and a man, with the innocence of a teenager and the maturity of an adult at the same time, it looks extraordinarily good-looking.

This cognition made it difficult for Wen Song to look directly at Lu Yige's face, and he couldn't change his complicated mood.

While Wen Song was stunned, the boy standing in front of the bed wiped his hair with a towel in his hand and approached, stared at Wen Song's face and asked, "Will you apply it for me?"

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