Night walk

But on this day, Mo Zhao was also in F University.

Their bureau often cooperates with some professors of the school, but whenever there are some important meetings or project activities, the professors of the school are always invited to participate as experts.Today, these experts held a seminar, and they also invited some staff from agencies and units who had contacts with them.

Mo shouldn't have taken a photo, but because he thought of Qiao Yixiao.

Ever since he gave Qiao Yixiao a "fierce" meal last time, Qiao Yixiao shrank back completely as if wilted.He thought that Qiao Yixiao should scold him repeatedly in his heart these days.Even Xiao Zhe didn't call. It can be seen how stable Qiao Yixiao has been living recently. It seems that nothing happened.

He wanted to hang him for a few more days, but he was reluctant.

He still remembered that Qiao Yixiao once asked him "Are you scaring me again?".He sighed, he was never willing to scare him.I only hope that this time, Qiao Yixiao really understands his intentions.

The reason why he was angry with him last time was that Qiao Yixiao hadn't seen him for a long time, and when he finally took the initiative to find him, it was because of someone who had nothing to do with him.

Another reason is that Qiao Yixiao's heart is too soft.

Be it Wan Ling or Qian Ling, there are hundreds of millions of people who are not doing well in the world, can he manage them all?Why bother to disrupt one's own routine of life because of these outsiders?All the people come to him when encountering difficulties. Does he live for others?

He hoped that Qiao Yixiao would be more selfish.

Be able to think less of others and more of yourself.

But these days, he thought again, if Qiao Yixiao was like him, like many people in this society, selfish, would he still have taken a fancy to Qiao Yixiao in the first place?

Qiao Yixiao is such a person, on the surface he is more selfish than anyone else.Deep down, but also the most selfless.

He thought, that's all, Qiao Yixiao is still a child.

Why should he take him seriously?

Anyway, Qiao Yixiao will be by his side for the rest of his life, so it's good for him to watch over him.

Today's seminar started at 02:30 in the afternoon. When Mo Zhao got off the car, he was about to enter the administrative building.He suddenly heard bursts of lively shouts coming from the northwest corner of the school, and he glanced there.

The teacher who went downstairs to receive him smiled and said, "The school is holding a spring sports meeting today."

Games?Xiao Zhe never mentioned it to him at all, probably it has nothing to do with Qiao Yixiao, right?He turned around indifferently and was about to go in, but he heard the radio saying: Qiao Yixiao from our ancient literature class 1000 won the No.1 score in the [-]-meter final! ! !us……"

Mo Zhao's footsteps stopped.

1000 meters?

No.1?

Qiao Yixiao?

Qiao Yixiao was supposed to participate in the 3000-meter race, but the boy who had worked so hard to get into the 1000-meter preliminaries in the morning couldn't walk anymore.

They thought they would be fine after a short break, but when they were about to start running in the afternoon, the boy still couldn't move.His body was exhausted, his face turned pale, and he collapsed directly on the bed.Everyone is in a hurry. It is impossible to count on the classmate who ran the 100 meters. That person didn't even make it to the 100 meters final in the morning, and he looks very thin.

In desperation, everyone looked at Qiao Yixiao.

Qiao Yixiao was silent.

It's not good to just give up the place in the finals.Qiao Yixiao never felt that he was a good person, but looking at the eyes of everyone looking at him, it was difficult to say what he wanted to say, so he could only say, "I'll run for him."

The students in the class cheered immediately.

The 1000-meter running method is different from the 3000-meter running method. In order not to disappoint everyone, Qiao Yixiao ran first from the beginning, and was a little faster than No.2 in the end.It can be said that this No.1 is very, very difficult.When he reached the finish line, his feet felt weak and he was about to fall down, but this time there was no Xiao Zhe to support him.

His nose was already stuffed, and he couldn't breathe well. He felt very uncomfortable at this moment. When he was about to fall, someone grabbed him from behind.He leaned back against a particularly thick body.He glanced at it, it was the fat man who scolded him last time.

He didn't have the energy to roll his eyes now, and the fat man even wanted to hug him aside.He gasped in fright, "I'll go by myself."

The fat man's name, he still remembered, was Liu Wenlong, and he helped him slowly walk out of the track.

The girls in their class were so anxious that they asked from time to time if they were okay.

Liu Wenlong said dissatisfied: "I didn't see her pale face, are you feeling uncomfortable? What are you asking!"

The girls dared not speak.

Qiao Yixiao thought to himself, this fat man is not bad, he helped him last time, and he still knew to help him back.

The fat man helped him to sit down and asked him, "How is it?"

Qiao Yixiao breathed a sigh of relief, and replied, "It's okay."

"Do you want to drink water?"

"and many more."

Liu Wenlong stopped talking and sat beside him.

About 20 minutes later, a girl walked over cautiously and asked, "Qiao Yixiao, 3000 meters..."

"Are you going to start?"

"Well, there are still twenty minutes."

Qiao Yixiao said "hmm" and planned to stand up.

However, Liu Wenlong was dissatisfied and said, "You still have to run 3000 meters like this? There is no one in your class? Let you run 1000 meters and 3000 meters?" Here, 100 meters is enough to kill people, let alone 3000 meters?

The girl bowed her head in embarrassment and stopped talking.

Qiao Yixiao stood up propped up on the table, walked straight forward without looking at him.

Liu Wenlong thought for a while, and finally followed.

Qiao Yixiao's illness is not completely cured, and frankly speaking, he can't perform to his usual state.In the morning preliminaries, the reason why he only ran No.3 was to prepare for the afternoon.As a result, those 1000 meters that were going to be popped up temporarily were snatched away, and now he ran 3000 meters, and he always felt that something was wrong.

His breathing was not right, and his steps were unsteady, but he stared steadily at the back of the head of the person in front of him, making sure that there were only three people in front of him.In this way, even if he can't run No.1, No.3 is still no problem if he sprints at the end.

In Qiao Yixiao's class, there are not many other things, but there are many girls.In particular, Qiao Yixiao ran two major events by himself. At this moment, in their eyes, he was like a hero. Everyone circled the track and ran with him in relay.

At the end of the run, even Lin Lang noticed it, ran to take a look, and shouted "Come on" a few times.When Liu Wenlong saw Lin Lang, his entire face turned red.It's a pity that Lin Lang didn't even know who he was. He just pulled Qiao Lu worriedly and asked, "Is he all right? His face is so pale, how many laps are left?"

"There are still three laps."

"It's coming soon."

Qiao Lu was also very anxious. Qiao Yixiao's current state is indeed not very good, and No.5 is about to overtake.He narrowed his eyes, accelerated his speed again, and ran forward without being caught up.Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but then became more nervous, and Qiao Yixiao's face turned even paler.And it was obvious that his feet were gradually unable to lift up.

Qiao Yixiao himself didn't know how many laps he had run, his head was a little dizzy, his nose and mouth were particularly uncomfortable, and his heart also hurt.He just remembered to keep an eye on the three people in front, after a while, he must overtake them.

Because 3000 meters is the last big event of the day, when the last lap came, many people were watching the race from the side of the track.The sound of cheering came up one after another, each shouting louder than the other.

Qiao Yixiao shook his head, and his eyes became clearer. He saw that the three people in front of him started to speed up.He thought, is it the last lap?So it's all sprinting.So he also thought about sprinting, but his feet were really heavy.He couldn't help thinking that when he went out today, he was wearing the lightest pair of sneakers.

The more Mo Zhao thought about it, the more wrong he became. After half an hour of the meeting, he came out with an excuse and walked towards the northwest corner.The closer you get, the more obvious the sound of cheering becomes.Faintly, I don't know if it's an illusion, but he seems to have heard "Come on Qiao Yixiao", did he hear it wrong?

What competitions is Qiao Yixiao still participating in?Isn't he the first one who has run 1000 meters?

His steps became bigger and bigger, and when he was finally approaching the venue, he heard clearly that it was indeed "Come on Qiao Yixiao".And for some reason, those girls shouted in a particularly tragic way, as if they were crying.

He inexplicably felt a little uneasy, and stepped forward more frequently, striding to the side of the runway, unceremoniously pushing away the people in front of him.The person who was pushed away turned around to scold dissatisfiedly, but he only had time to see the back of Mo Zhao's head.Mo Zhao walked to the front of the crowd and saw Qiao Yixiao running towards the finish line with his eyes closed a few meters away.

At that moment, Mo Zhao even felt that he was wrong.

That was obviously Qiao Yixiao, with the same mouth and the same eyebrows.

But that wasn't Qiao Yixiao, he was wearing a blue tracksuit he had never worn before, his face was as pale as bleached paper, his bangs were messily glued to his forehead with sweat.

Mo Zhao's breath stagnates.

Qiao Yixiao vaguely saw that there was only one person left in front of him, so he grinned.

He thought, hehe, even if it's so uncomfortable, I still want to run first! ! !After throwing away so many people, there is only one person left in front, we must surpass it! !I am the best! ! !He simply closed his eyes regardless, and rushed towards the finish line.When he heard the whistle, he lifted his heavy eyelids and glanced, but there was no one in sight.

Hey.

First again.

Immediately afterwards, his eyelids could no longer hold up, he closed his eyes, and his body fell forward limply.But it didn't hit the cold and hard ground, but crashed into an embrace.

Or Liu Wenlong, he thought.

He thought, he wants to say thank you.He tried to open his eyes again, but his eyelids were heavy. His eyes narrowed and he saw the tie in front of him.

This tie is so familiar...

This shouldn't be Liu Wenlong.

This tie... seems to be Mo Zhao's tie.

Without waiting for him to think about it, he was picked up directly, with his head tilted on the man's chest, and the cool coat on his cheek.He opened his eyes again and looked at the top of his head, hey, this chin is really familiar.

But how could Mo Zhao be here?

He was all confused.

The setting sun happened to be behind this person, and the outline of his face was gilded with light.Qiao Yixiao thought to himself, is he going to die? The running was so uncomfortable just now, his heart beat exaggeratedly, and suddenly seemed to stop.

Is he going to die, that's why he saw Mo Zhao's face.

It was still Mo Zhao who was shining like a god.

It is said that the person he saw before he died is the person he cares most about.

He is not reconciled, how could the person he cares most about be this pervert! !

He is not reconciled! ! !

He is not reconciled that the person he cares about the most is this person, and he is not reconciled that he is about to die now!The paralyzed man hasn't died yet, why should he die first!The paralyzed man hasn't stood up again yet, why should he die!

He was going to die, wouldn't the paralyzed man be played around by Bai Mao? !

He is not reconciled, there are too many things he has not done!

But he was really going to die, because he actually saw Mo Zhao.

Obviously, it has been a long time, and Mo Zhao has not come to see him.

Obviously, at this time and this place, Mo Zhao is completely impossible and should not appear.

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