[Net King] The end of no fruit

After the lunch break, the school gave a one-hour break, and the afternoon classes were all used for physical fitness tests.A group of students changed into sportswear and gathered on the playground. Although there were quite a few second graders, the playground was so big that it didn't seem crowded.

By the time the students of all grades stood in line according to their class, 5 minutes had passed.A class of four columns, Hosokawa Sumisi was standing next to Tezuka Kunimitsu.While the surroundings were still noisy, Hosokawa Sumori turned his head and glanced at Tezuka, met his eyes just in time, and asked quietly: "Tezuka, did you say something to Heiya-kun?"

The boy frowned and nodded, his lips moved, as if he was talking about something, but Cheng Hosokawa couldn't hear clearly.Just when she wanted to ask Tezuka Kunimitsu to say it again, the principal had already stood on the podium and started speaking with a microphone.

The content of the speech was very provocative, but it was a pity that when Cheng Hosokawa thought of the upcoming long-distance race, his fighting spirit disappeared in an instant.Looking at the students around who were eager to try, Hosokawa Sumori frowned, looking at the green grass, but his mind was blank.

Standing across the row on the right was Shibuichi Hiratani with a relaxed expression on his face, which was in stark contrast to the tense look of Hosokawa Summi.Seeing the young man over there full of energy, Cheng Hosokawa pursed his lips, and suddenly had an idea of ​​wanting to run around Shibu Hiratani, which was groundless.

The cheek on the right was itchy, as if the boy's flying hair had touched her cheek for a moment.Hosokawa Sumori couldn't help reaching out to touch it, but found nothing.

It's just an illusion.

She didn't notice the boy's firm eyes.

The first thing to do was a group of physical fitness tests. Shibuichi Hiratani was like a luminous body among a group of boys, and his every move was attracting the attention of other girls.The occasional cheers in his ears made Hosokawa Cheng frowned irritably, and the attention that was finally diverted just now returned to the upcoming long-distance run.

Shibuichi Hiratani was doing preparatory activities before the long-distance run at this time, and Sumire Hosokawa was a little surprised by his serious face. After all, Shibuichi Hiratani could get full marks based on his sports performance, so there was no need to be so serious at all.

Pinggu She did not run to the front as usual in the first 50 meters, but kept the middle and upper reaches of the team, which made some girls start to whisper.Hosokawa Sumire looked at Tezuka Kunimitsu beside him, and found that the boy's eyebrows were also tightly frowned.

"Tezuka, Hiratani..." Hosokawa Sumire was silent for a while, and finally couldn't help asking the boy beside him.

"Pinggu must be trying to conserve his strength." The boy next to him just replied this sentence without further words, but it made Hosokawa Cheng's mind into a mess.

What is conserving energy?Didn't he know that in the end, those who conserve their strength suffer the most?What on earth is Pinggu Sheyi thinking, or is he secretly planning something...

Hosokawa Sumire was not in the mood to ask Shibuichi Tezuka Kunimitsu Hiraya what he thought, but quietly watched the boy run like a boy with relatively ordinary sports performance, watching the blush gradually dye his slightly pale cheeks.There was an inexplicable throbbing pain in my heart, for no reason.

"3 minutes and 37 seconds." When Shibuichi Hiratani ran across the finish line, Hosokawa Sumire heard the loud voice of the physical education teacher. 3 minutes and 37 seconds, exactly a perfect score, without the slightest difference.Shibuichi Hiratani was standing next to the runway with his hands on his knees, panting heavily, it seemed that his physical condition was not very good.Hosokawa Sumori bit his lip, but didn't speak.She just felt that this was not at all like the usual Hiratani Shibuichi, on the contrary, it was a bit like that pale boy under the sunset that day.

Gently exhaling, Hosokawa Sumori felt his heartbeat gradually speeding up.I don't know if it's for the upcoming long-distance running or for other unknown reasons.

She saw the boy's heaving chest and slightly dilated lips due to strenuous exercise, like a fish lacking oxygen.

Vaulting horse, sit-ups, parallel bars...these are all very easy items, and Hosokawa Cheng got the "excellent" without any effort, but also because she did her best to do the movements before, she didn't have much physical strength left.

The girls were in two lines, and Yui Hashimoto was at the head of the first line. The way she was neither blushing nor out of breath made Hosokawa Cheng envious.

Warming up is nothing more than pressing your legs, taking a deep breath or something.Even though he was screaming in his heart to calm himself down, Hosokawa Sumire felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

Hashimoto Yui, who ran at the front, fell behind a large part of the big team. Hosokawa Sumire pursed his lips, and tried his best to run behind Hashimoto Yui, but felt that all the strength in his body disappeared suddenly, and his speed gradually slowed down. After getting down, several girls behind caught up at once, and some girls gave a cheering gesture when they passed her, but Hosokawa Cheng didn't have the strength to return a smile.

It was hazy again in front of my eyes, and there were many colorful star points moving, just like the feeling of fainting last time.

Hosokawa Sumori felt that she had no strength left.

It's okay to just faint like this... She couldn't help but think negatively, and she wasn't as nervous as she was at the beginning.

"Hosokawa, follow me!" The voice in his ear made Hosokawa Sumire come back to his senses, subconsciously turned his head to look at the source of the voice, and saw the black-haired boy running outside the track.

Shibuichi Pinggu?Why is he here?Cheng Hosokawa opened his lips wide, looking at the young man's smiling face with a little blush in surprise, some couldn't think of the reason.

"Don't worry about it so much... First, run with me!" The boy's words were intermittent, obviously caused by strenuous exercise.Hosokawa Sumori didn't think too much, but tried hard to keep up with Shibuichi Hiratani, unknowingly passed several girls.I don't know if it's due to psychological effects, but this long-distance run seems to be the easiest one ever.

The breeze brought by the running brought the scent of shampoo in the boy's hair to Hosokawa Sumire's nose, step by step seemed to have a special rhythm, and the heavy breathing miraculously calmed down.

She didn't notice that the boy's black eyes were slightly confused and he was trying to breathe. His breathing rate was much faster than hers, but the speed of the two was always the same.

The girl who ran ahead of Hosokawa was Yui Hashimoto.

"Hosokawa, come on." The boy's clear voice came, she watched him pass Yui Hashimoto from the outside, bit her lip, and followed with all her strength.For a moment, she seemed to see the tears in Yui Hashimoto's purple eyes.

Probably misunderstood... The exhaustion from the body left Hosokawa Sumire with no time to think about it, so he had to closely follow Hiratani Shibuichi's pace.

The first to cross the finish line.

Sat down on the ground, Hosokawa Sumori opened his mouth wide and panted heavily, his mind went blank and he couldn't think about anything.In a daze, she heard Yui Hashimoto's exclamation: "Mr. Pinggu!"

Hiratani-kun...is that Hiratani Shibuichi?

The blush had faded from his face, and it was covered with sickly pallor.Closed eyes, purple lips.This was Shibuichi Hiratani that she had never seen before.

She could hear him mumbling.

"A Cheng..."

"Do you still remember..."

"We saw it together..."

In the dark night, in the milky white halo of street lamps, there is a pair of boys and girls hugging each other tightly.

The author has something to say: I'm sorry that I've been really tired these days... This chapter has also stuck me for a long time.

In fact, most people who are not good at sports will have chaotic thinking when they run... Anyway, I am like this...