The Trainer's Way of Fighting

Chapter 319 Why is the lovely person sad

The final day of the Elf High School League Final Kanto League is also the last day of the 20th year of the new calendar, December 12st.

This morning, Cheng Che, who was planning to sleep in, was woken up by a rhythmic knock on the door.

Cell phone time: 7 o'clock.

illusion?Cheng Che turned over, covered his ears with a pillow and continued to sleep.

"Azure..." The phone rang, Cheng Che pretended not to be asleep, saw the caller, and chose to answer the call.

"Hey, Qiao Kui, what's the matter?"

"Are you still in the hotel?" Qiao Kui's voice sounded outside at the same time, "Aren't you out for a run today?"

I didn't tell Qiao Kui yesterday, but she took the initiative to find herself.

Cheng Che was deeply helpless that yesterday's self was so naive and took it for granted. He rubbed his hair into a mess, and quickly returned to its original state after letting go.

"Come out immediately." Hang up the phone.

Only 5 minutes later, the door of the room opened, and Qiao Kui just put his hands to his mouth outside the door, blowing hot air into his palms, and a faint white mist rose and quickly dissipated.

The corridors of the hotel are not equipped with heating or hot air conditioning.

As the door opened, the heat in the room that hadn't dissipated rushed towards Qiao Kui, which instantly lifted her spirits, her brows and eyes widened, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to be still sleeping, I thought you had already left first."

Looking at the poor little beast in front of him who looked like a frozen animal, Cheng Che's resentment for being woken up disappeared, and his words turned into an apology: "I'm sorry, I overslept because I had supper yesterday."

"No, it's my fault," Qiao Kui shook her head, "I should give up if I didn't find you. I'm too willful."

"No, it's me..."

Before Cheng Che could finish speaking, Qiao Kui's crescent eyes bent, and she reached out to stop Cheng Che's words, "No nesting dolls!"

"Uh," Cheng Che closed the door smoothly, "run."

After hesitating for a few seconds, Cheng Che decided not to go out and call Nazi anymore, after all, Nazi probably got up earlier than him yesterday, and came back late for supper and went to bed late.

The two walked out of the hotel together, speeding up at the same time, entering the rhythm of jogging
Run along the sidewalk and pass two intersections, turn left about one kilometer to Gangnam Arena.

Without waiting for the pedestrian traffic light to change color, Qiao Kui suddenly turned right and ran downhill, "Follow me."

Cheng Che reminded, "The direction?"

Qiao Kui turned around 180 degrees and jogged on the same spot, "I'm a native of Quartz City. I'll take you to a better place for running. Just follow me."

Now that he said that, where running is not running, Cheng Che followed behind Qiao Kui indifferently.

The slope first went down, then gradually climbed up, and the sound of running water and wind became clearer and clearer.

Crossing a road, running through a gap specially left among the dense street trees, Cheng Che's eyes suddenly opened up, a big river was rushing by in front of him, and the waves chased one after another and rolled across the river's center, often having bad luck Dan'er was thrown onto the river embankment, and his body was smashed to pieces.

The footsteps involuntarily slow down, looking far away, the Qionglou Yuyu on the opposite bank and the Rudaiqing Mountain in the distance also appear hazy and dreamy under the mist that has not yet dissipated in the early morning.

The mountains and rivers are connected, with twists and turns, the river tide rises and falls, and the mist is vast.

"Is your mood much better?" Qiao Kui stopped, stood next to Cheng Che, and leaned on the railing to look at the river. "When I was studying in Shishi City, when I was in a bad mood, I would come to see Dajiang."

Stretching her waist, stretching her muscles and bones, and giving a soft "ah", Qiao Kui said with emotion: "As long as you stay by the river for a while, you will feel much better."

There are also many people doing morning exercises by the river. From time to time, some people run past on the sidewalk by the river, but the sound of the surging river quiets the two of them, separating a small private world.

Turning his eyes away from the magnificent river view, Cheng Che looked at another charming and incomparable scenery beside him, and asked softly, "Is it so obvious? Could it be that fellow Atsushi Uemura who informed me?"

Bang, the arm was punched.

"How is it possible," Qiao Kui scolded softly, "I saw it right away, don't doubt your teammates."

"Feel sorry."

"Apologize for what?"

"Shouldn't you be discouraged if you lose?"

"Fool."

The slender fingers twisted the arm through the sportswear, and turned it [-] degrees unceremoniously.

Cheng Che grimaced, "Apologizing isn't an option either."

"Apologize for a mistake, of course you will be punished." Qiao Kui turned her finger back, pressed it down through the clothes, and her tough muscles made close contact with the pad of the index finger, and then bounced it back. "The one who should apologize should be Don't doubt your teammates at will, and you shouldn't doubt that I can't find your emotions."

After pondering for a while, Cheng Che held Qiao Kui's hand, rubbing the skin and joints of his fingers gently, "I'm sorry."

Fingers intersected, palms facing each other, and the hands shaking slightly, Qiao Kui led Cheng Che on the river embankment, walking leisurely along the flow of the river, "Is it because you are depressed because you lost to Li Jia?"

"It's because of the feeling of powerlessness, feeling that I can't do anything." The river wind blows away the glittering golden light shining on the water surface in the rising sun. It seems that it will be difficult to help her in the World Championship next year."

For Nazi?Qiao Kui's heart trembled like water waves, and said unconvinced: "I thought you couldn't...no, you couldn't get rewards because of the net victory."

This... Cheng Che stopped, and looked down at the red ears of the girl beside him in a daze. From yesterday to now, after receiving the text message from Qiao Kui's mother, he really hadn't thought about this question.

"I'm sorry." I couldn't find words, so I apologized again.

The girl turned her head and stared intently at Cheng Che's eyes, as if she wanted to see the bottom of his heart from the other's pupils. The misty crescent eyes were first disappointed, but then became firm in the sunlight piercing the morning mist.

The other hand also grabbed Cheng Che's hand. Qiao Kui stood on tiptoe, her eyelids blinked as fast as a bird's wings, and her cherry-colored lips pressed against it.

Skin-to-skin contact, Cheng Che felt the girl's clumsiness and tension, and her soft lips felt dry from running early.Through the contact point of no more than 10 square centimeters, it seems that her fast heartbeat can be heard.

Before she had time to savor the taste of her first kiss, Qiao Kui's body was too soft to support her tiptoes, "I promise you, I'll let you kiss me if the net win is positive."

From Qiao Kui's eyes, Cheng Che saw the panic and bewilderment, as well as the courage to move forward. I don't know if it's because of the sun or shyness, the fair face is bright red, and the best and most expensive cosmetics can't restore it. It's just in case Qiao Kui is so delicate and beautiful at the moment.

The cold figure of Nazi on the battlefield flashed in my mind again, far away and unreachable.

After standing still for a long time, time seemed to stand still, the emotions in the depths of Qiao Kui's eyes were gradually swallowed up by the gray of disappointment and sadness, and the hands he was holding slowly loosened.

Cheng Che's mind buzzed, his blood surged, and he squeezed the girl into his arms with force.

She lowered her head and kissed her delicate lips with all her strength.

　All in all, I try my best to learn how to write emotional dramas, it doesn't look good if I try harder and learn more... Take your time, no.

　　However, the subscription of this book is poor, and [-]% of it is ruined by the emotional drama. The target audience is very different.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)