goodbye midsummer

The sports meeting is the busiest time in the whole school.

The colorful flags flying under the clear sky, the cheers everywhere, the figures running hard on the runway, talking and laughing, talking, and even wanton crying, constituted a chaotic and youthful chapter.

The stadium was crowded with people, all students who wanted to watch the 100-meter women's sprint final.At the starting point, the contestants are warming up and getting ready. Wen Yu has short hair, wearing a simple vest and shorts. She is dressed in fluorescent green, which is very eye-catching among the girls.

A girl in the same class helped her hold the water bottle and jacket, and she looked around while pressing her legs: "Where is that kid Qin Yang? The next race will be the men's 100 meters?"

"I just saw him at the inspection office. Don't worry, someone is following him, so he won't miss the time."

She got up and jumped a few times on the spot, the referee blew the whistle to let the players take their positions, she stood in front of her track and took a deep breath.

He stared sharply at the far end.

With a gunshot, she rushed out like an arrow leaving the string.

At the inspection office, Qin Yang, who heard the gunshot, turned around and saw a girl in fluorescent green leading the race on the track.The boys around him also sighed: "Wow, it seems that Wen Yu is number one again this year. I don't know if she will break her record last year. She is almost becoming a legend in our school."

A few seconds later, the fluorescent green figure crossed the finish line and won the first place without any suspense.

Cheers erupted from the base camp of Class 7 (Senior Grade [-]). Qin Yang relaxed his shoulders and smiled without showing any trace.

Then the broadcast sounded: "Next, please come to the starting point for the men's 100-meter final contestants, Li Junying from Class Two (2), Chen Siming from Class One (9), Qin Yang from Class Two (7), Class Two (1)... ..."

The boys in the same class patted him on the shoulder: "Come on, Qin Yang! Monopolize the 100-meter sprint championship for our class!"

He smiled and didn't answer, and slowly followed the other players to the starting point, but the corner of his eyes always drifted out of the field involuntarily, searching for a certain figure.

Shen Yi hasn't come yet.

After arriving at the starting point, there are still a few minutes to warm up. While loosening his shoulders, he turned his head and asked the boy who followed him: "Do you have any text messages on my mobile phone?"

The boy took out Qin Yang's cell phone from the jacket he was holding, looked at it, and shook his head: "No, what's the matter?"

Looking at the stretching runway ahead and the expectant faces on both sides of the runway, he replied lightly, "It's okay."

"Please take your place, all players." An instruction was issued on the radio.

He walked to his own track, adjusted the starting block, took a deep breath, the starting block supported his soles, he arched like a cheetah, staring at the white line in the distance.

three.

The noisy crowd became quiet.

two.

He put his hand on the edge of the white line, and the palm of his left hand was slightly tingling.

One.

Gunshots.

He rushed forward like a sharp arrow.

When running hard, you can't hear any sound.

Your ears filter out the applause and cheers from the outside, and your eyes don't see the youthful faces lining the runway.You can only feel your footsteps stepping heavily on the rubber road, you can only hear your heart beating fast and rhythmically, you can only see the white line at the end, you are measuring every moment distance between yourself and it.

Getting closer, getting closer.

Then you open your arms, one step ahead of others, and reach the finish line.

He was surrounded by cheers like a tsunami. Some people wiped his sweat, some gave him water, and some shouted for the people next to him to get out of the way and let him go.

"Qin Yang, that's great, champion!"

He smiled, his heartbeat slowly calmed down, and his breathing gradually became less rapid.Everyone crowded him towards the base camp, and he walked unhurriedly. Suddenly, on a high platform not far away, a familiar figure was waving to him and extending a big thumb to him.

Familiar faces, familiar smiles.He had been hiding in the crowd before and made no noise, but now he stood up specially for him to see.

He took a long breath and waved back.

What are you doing, let me see it now.

How much I thought, and flew to his side.

After all the sprint competitions were over, Qin Yang rolled up the certificate in his hand and found Shen Yi who was sitting under the shade of the trees on the steps of the playground.

"When did you come?" He sat down beside Shen Yi.

"I came early, you were busy with the competition, so you didn't see me." Shen Yi took the award in his hand and looked at it with a smile, "Little Flying Man, you are really amazing."

"It's just a game in school, what's the matter." He looked indifferent.

"The girl in your class is also very good." Shen Yi pointed to Wen Yu who was chatting with the girls in the base camp opposite, "It's the girl you brought home last time, isn't it?"

Qin Yang didn't want to bring up that matter again, so he changed the topic: "There will be a parent-child project later, two people with three legs, do you want to participate?"

"If you want to come with me, I will."

"Is there anything you want or not? Since you are here, it seems like I discriminate against you if you are not allowed to participate." He stood up and walked down as he spoke. Shen Yi smiled and hooked his neck from behind: "You little brat, Won't you just say frankly that you're actually glad I came to the sports meeting?"

"What's there to be happy about?" Qin Yang felt that his neck was tightly bound, and he was a little out of breath.

Shen Yi's body was pressed against his back, such intimacy was enough to make him feel uncomfortable even through two layers of clothing.

"Qin Yang, go back to the base camp and take a family portrait!" The girl in the class trotted over to call him, and when she saw Shen Yi behind him, her eyes lit up for a moment, "Wow, Qin Yang, is that your friend?"

Shen Yiming smiled brightly: "Hi, I'm Qin Yang's elder brother."

"Wow, it's true, brother, you are so handsome!" The girl bluntly became nympho, "Qin Yang, your family's genes are too strong, the two brothers are the best in the world."

Shen Yi didn't intend to explain either, and smiled brightly.Qin Yang seemed a little unhappy, he pushed his hand away and walked forward, his voice was also a little cold: "I'll go back to the base camp first, you can play by yourself."

"Remember to stay with me for a while." Shen Yi shouted and waved to him.

Qin Yang didn't turn his head back: "Understood."

Shen Yi, who didn't know why he was suddenly depressed, sighed and shook his head: Not only girls, but adolescent boys are also hard to understand.

In the two-person three-legged competition, contestants form a team of two and tie their left and right feet together with red ribbons. The two run together, and the player who reaches the finish line first wins.

This competition is a test of tacit understanding and coordination.

As the last event of the sports meeting, the school specially turned it into a parent-child activity, and parents of students can sign up to participate with their children.Every five groups compete once, and finally the top five will be counted according to the time.

When Shen Yi walked towards him with the red ribbon in his hand, Qin Yang suddenly had a hallucination, as if a red thread grew out of his fingertips, and then leisurely connected to the fingertips of the other party.

I don't know where I heard or saw the legend that there are red lines on the fingertips of the destined people, no matter how difficult and twists and turns this life is, they will never be separated.No matter how far apart, the red thread will bring them back to each other.

In the crowded crowd, Shen Yi raised the red ribbon in his hand to him: "It's time to test our tacit understanding again."

"Tacit understanding, do we have it?" He complained habitually.

Shen Yi bent down, tied his left leg and his right leg together, and tied the red ribbon with a beautiful slipknot.Then, he took Qin Yang's shoulder very naturally.

"After a while, I will shout slogans. First, I will step on the unbound foot, and second, I will step on the tied foot. Remember? Let's practice."

Qin Yang nodded stiffly.

"Qin Yang, you have to put your hands on my waist. If you put your hands on them tightly, you won't make mistakes when you run for a while."

In order to cover up his unnatural expression, he deliberately snorted: "Do you have a waist?"

However, the right hand obediently went around his back and placed it on his waist.

On the field ahead, the referee blew the whistle: "Please gather the contestants from groups 15 to [-] here. The third round is about to start. Please gather the contestants from groups [-] to [-] here." , the game is about to start..."

"Let's go."

Shen Yi yelled "one, two, one" in a low voice. They put their shoulders on each other and walked slowly to the temporary venue. They walked very easily without any mistakes.

The players around are all father and son or mother and daughter combinations, only their young brothers are particularly eye-catching at the starting line.

During the preparation, Shen Yi turned his head and whispered in his ear: "After a while, the gunshots rang out and followed my rhythm, and we gradually accelerated. It will definitely be no problem to show our previous tacit understanding."

"Our previous tacit understanding?"

Shen Yi patted the back of his head: "You forgot, how did I rescue you in your third year?"

In the winter of Qin Yang's third year of junior high school, Aunt Xue was worried that her son would not be able to get into a good high school due to the pressure of entering a higher school, so she used weekends to find a lot of tutors for him, taking up almost all of his free time.

After Shen Yi knew about this situation, he would take Qin Yang out in the name of sending him to make up lessons every once in a while, and then took him to hang out for an afternoon.

When they went back, both of them lied tacitly: What content did they tutor today.

"That's a tacit understanding of lying, not a tacit understanding of running." Qin Yang frowned.

"What are you afraid of? A tacit understanding is a tacit understanding. Although there are many types, the essence is the same." He said something nonsense that seemed to be very philosophical.

The referee yelled to take their positions, and they all grabbed each other's shoulders subconsciously.

preparation--

"It's okay, you have to trust me." Shen Yi whispered in his ear.

The breath in his ear was slightly hot.

"I've always—"

Gunshots sounded.

They faced the goal and took steps at the same time, tacitly understanding each other like one person.

I have always believed in you.

I've never trusted anyone the way I trust you.