Kuai Chuan: I really don’t want to be a villain

Song Qiao can't compare with Gu Mingjun in this regard. She doesn't even care about her own body, so why do you expect her to care about others? Even if that person is his lover.

It can be seen from the bed that if Gu Mingjun takes action, he will never hurt Song Qiao in the slightest. The redness and swelling of his wrist like last time will never happen to Song Qiao.

Song Qiao knew many things well. She was lucky. Except for the misfortunes she had experienced in this world, in the subsequent worlds, the people she loved loved her as much as they died. They would rather be injured, die, and be alone all their lives than let her. It hurts even a little bit.

Meng Lingyu went through the cycle 3982 times, and he still couldn't bear to question her when he saw her again. She clearly understood everything, but still couldn't change it.

Even if you go back to the past and make up for your regrets, even if you walk to Ye Ziqing, you can reach out and catch the light.

She still couldn't restrain the desire for destruction deep in her bones. No one noticed, not even the system bound to her soul. From the system's perspective, Song Qiao, who has a mysterious background, has a soul that becomes stronger as she collects soul fragments, and has long forgotten that she needs to blur her emotions. But only Song Qiao understood that it was her soul that was powerful from beginning to end, not her essence.

Meng Lingyu was crazy, and she was going crazy too.

This is the reason why she doesn't want to mention Meng Lingyu. Two sick people cannot cure each other.

Faced with Gu Mingjun's concern, Song Qiao smiled gently and pinched Gu Mingjun's ears, "Okay, I promise you."

She is a well-known figure after all. During Song Qiao's competition, there were many fans cheering her around. There were more female fans than male fans. She jumped over the railing like a fish jumping out of the water, extremely elegant.

The railings kept getting higher, and the opponents decreased one by one. Finally, only four people were left. If she won one more time, she could directly enter the finals.

Run-up, jump, perfect pole jump.

"Wow!!!"

There was thunderous applause, and some female fans screamed that her husband was so handsome. Gu Mingjun's happy and excited face immediately darkened.

When she stepped forward, she realized that Song Qiao didn't even sweat a drop. After thinking that high jumping didn't require much physical strength, she gave up the idea of ​​wiping off the sweat and unscrewed the bottle cap and handed over the water.

"Let's go. Is there a match between Murong Qi and Duanmu Hong next?"

"Yes, after they compete, it's mine." Gu Mingjun replied.

On the runway, Duanmuhong and Murong Qi stood together. Su Wanqing looked at each other, "Come on, please be safe."

After warming up in the early stage, he leaned down and waited for the command gun. Both sides of the track were occupied by female fans. With the shouts of Murong Qi and Duanmu Hong coming and going, Song Qiao and the others had no choice but to stand near the finish line and watch.

The total length of the track is 800 meters, and 1500 meters requires two laps. As the command gun sounded, the six people on the track rushed out, with Murong Qi and Duanmu Hong occupying the first and second places respectively.

"Murong! Come on!!"

"Duanmu!! Come on!!"

The female fans waved their arms and shouted heart-breakingly.

At the end of the first lap, Su Wanqing watched the two people running past her, her eyes following their figures. More than halfway through the second lap, Murong Qi ranked first, two positions ahead of Duanmuhong. He A smile appeared on his face, and when he landed, his calf stung. His smile froze. He gritted his teeth and restrained the pain, but still slowed down.

Everyone only saw Murong Qi pause for a moment, then slow down, his brows furrowed, as if he was in great pain.

Duanmuhong quickly passed him, accelerated again, and rushed to the finish line.

And the moment he rushed to the finish line, a familiar figure passed him beside the track and ran in the opposite direction.

Murong Qi squatted down, squeezed the muscles of his right leg tightly, and left one by one. He gritted his teeth and his eyes were slightly sore. Suddenly, he noticed a person running beside him, bringing with him a familiar faint fragrance. He slowly raised his head and saw Su Wanqing's outstretched hand.

"Can you still stand up?"

Duanmuhong was surrounded by cheering fans. He looked back and saw Murong Qi hanging on Su Wanqing's shoulders, limping towards the other direction. The two people's backs were particularly harmonious at that moment. .

Suddenly he relaxed all his strength, Duanmuhong smiled bitterly, "I still lost to you."

Gu Mingjun stood behind Song Qiao, put his arms around Song Qiao's waist, put his chin on her shoulder, and said sourly: "You really took advantage of that bastard." Although she had always felt that Su Wanqing Bai Lianhua was an invisible love rival, at this moment I still feel that a good cabbage has been overtaken by a pig.

Song Qiao chuckled lightly, with no trace of emotion in his eyes, "I wish them the best of luck in getting married."

"Your tone doesn't sound like a blessing at all." Gu Mingjun was rarely astute.

"The class gap is too big, let's wait and see." Song Qiao didn't seem to think highly of them.

Class... Gu Mingjun thought of herself, and she tightened her arms, "We will definitely get to the end!! You can't be so pessimistic!!" She said displeased.

"They are them, we are us, what do you think." Song Qiao was funny.

Finally, it was time for the women's 1,500-meter race. Gu Mingjun stood at the starting point, very relaxed, "You go to the finish line and wait for me." She said to Song Qiao, then turned to Xie Yuzhou next to her and said, "You wait for me here. "

Okay, be on your guard.

Xie Yuzhou looked at her coldly, "My legs are longer than mine."

Gu Mingjun didn't expect Xie Yuzhou to be obedient, so he just blew a kiss to Song Qiao, and then rushed out like an arrow after the gunshot.

The distance between the end point and the starting point is a hundred meters. Song Qiao and Xie Yuzhou walked side by side, slowly walking towards it. Occasionally they would say a few words to discuss learning issues. Gu Mingjun had already run to the other side of the playground and couldn't see that scene, otherwise he would be so angry that he would vomit blood.

Having prepared towels and water in advance, Song Qiao stood at the finish line, watching Gu Mingjun being the first to cross the red banner, and watching the opponent slowly walk towards him with a proud and victorious smile.

Song Qiao couldn't help but laugh, her eyes full of doting that she hadn't even noticed. She handed over the towel, but to her surprise, Gu Mingjun didn't accept it. "You wipe it for me," she said delicately.

Song Qiao had no choice but to raise her hand and gently wipe the sweat from Gu Mingjun's forehead.

"Knock it to death, knock it to death! Hurry up and start a group! Hurry up and start a group!"

“I’m so jealous of those people who weren’t there!!”

Xipi fans in the school hid in the crowd, secretly took photos and shared them with their classmates. The joy of eating sweets made them laugh obscenely, and at the same time, it also made the people around them move away silently.

At the end of the Spring Games, Song Qiao won the first place in the high jump, Gu Mingjun won the first place in the long-distance running, Su Wanqing stopped in the semifinals, Murong Qi stopped in the preliminaries, and Duanmuhong gave up in the semifinals.

In the evening, everyone raised their glasses at the hot pot restaurant.

"cheers!!"

"Congratulations to Luo Luo and I for winning first place!!" Gu Mingjun said excitedly.

Murong Qi laughed, "Celebrating Wan Qing's agreement to be my girlfriend!!!"

Jiang Wenzhong looked at Xie Yuzhou and wanted to say something, but he lowered his head under Xie Yuzhou's cold gaze and drank silently.

Duanmuhong didn't come to tonight's party, and maybe he won't come in the future.

There is no Duanmuhong and there is a little fat man. The atmosphere is much happier than before.

Gu Mingjun and Murong Qi had a quarrel for some unknown reason, and it eventually turned into...

"My wife is the most beautiful!!!" Gu Mingjun said loudly.

"My wife is the most beautiful!!!" Murong Qi roared.

“My wife is the most beautiful!!”

“My wife is the most beautiful!!”

The two were in a heated argument, and Song Qiao and Su Wanqing looked at each other with the same helplessness.

Murong Qi lowered his head and asked Su Wanqing, "Wanqing! You are the prettiest!! You are prettier than Luo Yiyi!"

Su Wanqing rolled her eyes. It is true that beauty is in the eye of a lover, but the lover cannot be blind. She immediately said righteously: "No, Yiyi is the prettiest!"

Murong Qi: ...How does it feel to be slapped in the face by your wife?