Six one

Jing Xin and Du Yuebin entered elementary school and are now in the first grade. The relationship between the two has become better since they were four years old.

Perhaps because of her height, compared to when she was four years old, Jing Xin looks a lot thinner, but she is still a bit fat.

And Du Yuebin looks like a little adult, and he is still really good-looking who can be distinguished at a glance in the crowd.

The primary school where the two of them work is used to holding sports games on Children's Day or the day before.

This year is no exception.

Jing Xin still doesn't like sports because of his habit, but the school teacher asked everyone to sign up for the sports meeting. As a last resort, he chose a 100-meter race at the instigation of his classmates.

The school's playground is small, so the school rents a nearby sports field.

The stadium is not far from the school. In order for the children to arrive safely, the teachers asked the students to line up and walk hand in hand with the team.

There are many boys in Jing Xin's class, and he was tall enough to be assigned to the last, forming a pair with Du Yuebin.

Du Yuebin took the initiative to hold Jing Xin's hand, and told him about his experience when he went to the piano class a few days ago.

Time passed quickly, and when it was close to eleven o'clock at noon, it was Jing Xin and Du Yuebin's turn to go for a run.

The students on the runway all looked thin, only Jing Xin was a little bigger than the others, and he scratched his face with a little inferiority.

Du Yuebin stood beside Jing Xin, patted him on the shoulder and said to him, "Don't be nervous, come on!"

"Well, come on!" Jing Xin bit her lip and nodded.

"Everyone take their places!"

"preparation!"

"run!"

As soon as the teacher finished shouting, Du Yuebin took the lead and rushed out. Jing Xin was not as quick as Du Yuebin, so he naturally lagged behind.

He strode his legs desperately, and was running vigorously, when he was about to reach the finish line, he stepped on a small stone.

Then there was a "snap", and it fell like a dog eating shit.

Jing Xin was lying on the ground, feeling extremely painful. He always felt that he was laughing at himself when he heard the laughter from around him, which made him even more unable to stand up.

He sat on the ground with his head bowed.

Du Yuebin, who was the first to cross the finish line, turned around and found Jing Xin sitting on the ground, and hurried back to see him.

"Xiao Xin!" He squatted beside Jing Xin, putting his hands on Jing Xin's shoulders, "Can't you move because of the fall?"

Jing Xin shook her head slightly and sniffed her nose.

Du Yuebin knew that he was going to cry, so he hurriedly hugged him like his father did when coaxing his mother, patted Jingxin on the back, and comforted him, saying: "It's okay, it's fine, it's fine if you didn't break it." .”

Jing Xin was stunned, but she didn't push him away. After all, his young heart would always make him unconsciously rely on people who were stronger than him.

After a few seconds, Du Yuebin pulled Jing Xin up, led the staggering Jing Xin through the finish line, and then went to the school doctor.

Jing Xin's ankle was still sprained and swollen a lot, which prevented him from going to school for two days.

Perhaps the impression of making a fool of yourself is always the deepest. From then on, Jing Xin hated the sports meeting even more, and even hated the "June [-]st" day.

So much so that since the second grade, he would beg his parents to ask for leave every June [-]st.

Jing's mother was soft-hearted but couldn't resist her precious lump, and she followed his wishes every time.

Children are always forgetful. In fact, Jing Xin's classmates have long forgotten that he fell on the horse at the sports meeting in the first grade, but Jing Xin himself just couldn't get over this hurdle.

After all, "June [-]st" is a children's festival. The school will always give students some small gifts, sometimes stationery, and sometimes candy.

Jing Xin didn't want to participate, so naturally he couldn't get it, but Du Yuebin always made up his mind to ask for an extra copy for him.

On "June [-]st" in the sixth grade, Jing Xin, who had returned to her normal body shape, was still squatting at home, drawing pictures with a piece of paper in her free time.

"Ding dong—" the doorbell rang.

Jing Xin ran over and asked, "Who is it?"

"I, Du Yuebin." The boy at the door said.

Jing Xin just hurriedly opened the door and welcomed Du Yuebin, who had grown to 167cm, in.

Jing's mother didn't go to work today. When she saw Du Yuebin coming, she greeted her with a smile and said, "Yuebin is here!"

Du Yuebin nodded slightly, his eyebrows were flat, and the corners of his mouth were turned up. He greeted him very cutely: "Hello, Auntie, I'm sorry to bother you again."

"No, no!" Jing's mother likes Du Yuebin very much. She thinks that this child has excellent looks, grades, and hobbies. role model to learn from.

Jing Xin took Du Yuebin's wrist, led the people to her room, and then asked with a smile, "Why are you here?"

"The teacher asked me to give you this set of triangular rulers." Du Yuebin took out a translucent pouch from his schoolbag and put it on the table.

Jing Xin actually knew that it was Du Yuebin who asked him to come here, but he didn't hear what the other party said, Jing Xin also felt that there was no need to be hypocritical about it, so he thanked him graciously, and went to the refrigerator in the kitchen to get two pieces of mung bean cake come out.

When he came back, he saw Du Yuebin flipping through his "paintings" with a focused look on his face, which made Jingxin very shy, so he hurried over, put away the paintings, and said uncomfortably, "Is it a painting?" Very funny."

Du Yuebin raised his head and looked at him, with a smile in his eyes, he actually said, "I think it's pretty."

Jing Xin felt that Du Yuebin was making him happy, and angrily stuffed the painting under the mattress.

"By the way, have you decided in junior high school?" Seeing his reaction, Du Yuebin thoughtfully changed the subject.

"Let's go to A Middle School." Jing Xin's face was still a little red.

Du Yuebin stared at him for a while, and said, "That's great, we can be in the same school again."