Be good

Lin Qianxi didn't ask anything behind, because her feet really hurt.

Zongcheng carried him for a long distance, Lin Qianxi's entire weight was on him, he heard his heart beating violently in his chest, and his panting above his head became heavy, and then he heard him say to the road: "Stop. "

Only to find that he had already arrived outside the gymnasium, and was immediately sent into a taxi.

"Fuck, Wu Chuan..." Lin Qianxi only remembered this when he sat down, and hissed.

Zongcheng closed the car door, put his right foot on his lap, pressed his hand on the coat that wrapped him with an ice pack, and said to the driver, "Go to the hospital." While taking out his mobile phone, his chest was still heaving violently, "It's okay Son, I'll call him."

Lin Qianxi leaned back in the chair and stopped talking. His teeth were clenched and he couldn't speak any more.

Wu Chuan actually came out after them, not as fast as they were, and if he didn't pay attention, he couldn't see them. He didn't know that he had gone to the hospital until he received the call, and he returned to the examination room to deal with the follow-up before rushing to the hospital.

With Lin Qianxi's down jacket in his hand, he climbed up a flight of stairs before finding the corresponding department outside, and saw Zong Cheng sitting on a chair by the door, holding in his hand the coat that had been wetted by an ice pack with a few traces, I don't know when I washed my face, and my hair and face were covered with water droplets.

Wu Chuan didn't bother to ask him how he got here right now, he looked inside but saw no one: "Where's Lin Qianxi?"

Zongcheng said, "I was taken to make a film."

The doctor said that he handled it well, and the ice compress can relieve the pain, but it is still necessary to take a film to see how it is.

Wu Chuan raised his face: "Just tell him not to run, he can bear it very well!"

Zongcheng knew that Lin Qianxi was a person who was very afraid of pain, and he would never endure this kind of situation. Today was an exception. He changed his coat from his left hand to his right hand, pursed his lips and remained silent.

"I'll go and have a look," Wu Chuan said, "You haven't eaten yet, go and eat, and go back when you're done eating, or if you know you're here, your old Zhou and Xu will come to me for trouble, here I am Just come."

After speaking, he hurried forward along the corridor with Lin Qianxi's down jacket under his arm.

Zongcheng stood up with his coat, shook it, put it on his body, calculated the time needed to take the film, and left the hospital first.

He didn't go to eat, nor did he go back. He went out on the road, touched his pocket, found that he didn't bring cigarettes, turned around and went into a small supermarket next to the hospital. He wanted to buy a pack, but in the end he only bought a bottle of water. Unscrew it and look up and finish drinking.

The phone in my pocket vibrated.

Zongcheng threw the empty bottle into the trash can on the side of the road, and took out his mobile phone. It was a WeChat message from Gu Yang.

--Brother, do you want to invite Xi Ge to celebrate together at night?

Zongcheng told him that Lin Qianxi took the physical exam today, and the exam was for a school in Beijing.

--Don't use it for now.

It was getting late, and Gu Yang might have already left school before thinking of this proposal.

--Why?

--How did Xige do in the exam? Did I tell you?

Zongcheng typed with his fingers, saying a word perfunctorily.

--He has something to do today.

Can only say so.

After sending this sentence, Zongcheng put away his phone and let the wind blow for a while on the side of the road.

The rush to run out with Lin Qianxi in his arms seemed to be slowing down only now.

After standing for another 10 minutes, he felt that the time was almost up, so he turned around and went back to the hospital.

Just as he was about to get to the chair he had been sitting in before, Zongcheng saw two people coming out of the door of the department next to him, both wearing square work ID cards around their necks, they looked like two teachers.

Wu Chuan came out after him, walking quickly, as if he wanted to say something.

The two teachers turned their heads, shook hands with him respectively, then turned and left.

Wu Chuan's face was already dark, but now it looked even darker. He stepped out a long distance, took a cigarette and flicked it on his fingernails, and didn't light it for a long time.

Zong Cheng walked over: "Mr. Wu, those two were the invigilators just now?"

Only then did Wu Chuan see him: "You've seen it all? That's right, the invigilator, one of them is a medical examiner specially arranged by his school to ask about Lin Qianxi's condition."

"How is he?" Zongcheng asked.

Wu Chuan frowned, and suppressed his voice: "Let me put it this way, Lin Qianxi passed his grades, and he came here because of his grades, but it's fine to see his feet."

Zongcheng was silent for a second, and asked, "Why?"

"That kind of school only wants seedlings who can be athletes to compete. The medical examiner just saw the film that was just shot and thought that Lin Qianxi's situation is not suitable for high-intensity track and field training in the future. Even if he passed this I don't intend to admit you after the next exam!"

Zongcheng didn't make a sound, and after a while, he whispered, "Is Lin Qianxi in there?"

"Yes." Wu Chuan's face turned pale, and he took off the work permit around his neck, feeling extremely discouraged: "I can't go to track and field, and it's too late to transfer to other special events now!"

Zongcheng didn't say anything, just walked into the door.

There was a strip bed inside, and Lin Qianxi was sitting beside the bed. The trouser leg of his right calf was rolled up, and the ankle was bandaged very thickly, and it was obvious that it was swollen and raised.

He put on a down jacket, zipped it up with a "squeak", and lowered his head, revealing the dark top of his head, which made his face surprisingly white.

A nurse was packing up things nearby, and told her, "Just go back and have a good rest. It's not that serious, and it won't hinder your life. You've been doing pretty well before, but you've hurt yourself after using too much recently. It’s not a problem if you don’t do strenuous exercise like professional running and jumping, if the swelling subsides in a few days, you can walk normally…”

As he spoke, the nurse handed over a bag of medicine: "Take this, and you can go back after paying the fee."

Zongcheng walked over to pick it up.

Lin Qianxi seemed to have been distracted, and only now noticed that he was there, looked up at him, his face was still pale, and twitched the corners of his mouth: "Got it, it's okay, it will be fine in a few days. "

"I heard." Zong Cheng stretched out his hand to pull him: "Let's go."

Lin Qianxi didn't put his shoulders on him, and didn't stand up: "No need, Wu Chuan said he would take me back, you go back first." He said and took the bag of medicine from Zongcheng's hand.

Zong Cheng looked at him: "I'll take you back."

"No need, Wu Chuan still has something to tell me." Lin Qianxi said as if nothing happened: "Go back."

The nurse next to them looked at them strangely, took the things and left.

Zongcheng stared at him: "I told you to go."

"I said no," Lin Qianxi said, "You go first."

Zong Cheng pursed his lips tightly.

Wu Chuan came in, his tone was still mournful, and a word of Chuan was frowned between his brows: "Come on Zongcheng, you go first, I will send Lin Qianxi back."

Zong Cheng looked at Lin Qianxi, and Lin Qianxi smiled at him: "Let's go."

"Okay, I'll go first." He turned his head and went out the door.

Seeing him go, Lin Qianxi grinned at Wu Chuan: "Oh, Teacher Wu, it's shameful, I've let you down."

Wu Chuan was full of suffocation, but he couldn't say anything to him like this, and pointed his finger in front of his eyes for a long time: "You... oh, I told you earlier, don't try too hard, why didn't you listen, now it's like this ..." He couldn't go on.

The corners of Lin Qianxi's mouth were still grinning, but he didn't say anything, his smile gradually became a little far-fetched.

"Forget it, let's go." Wu Chuan came to help him, and when he went out, he said, "Lin Qianxi, it's up to this point, you should be mentally prepared, you may have to think of another way..."

Zongcheng left the hospital and went back to school.

The class in the afternoon was completely absent, and school was already over by this time.

Back in the classroom, Wang Xiao, Xue Sheng and the others had slipped away early, only Jiang Hao was still holding his schoolbag, when he saw him ask, "Why did you go today?"

"Going out." Zongcheng replied very simply, and sat down to pack his things.

"I thought you went to find Lin Qianxi." Jiang Hao said, "I don't know how he did in the exam."

Zongcheng didn't speak, and took out a few test papers from the belly of the table. They were all Lin Qianxi's test papers, and they had been kept for him in the last test.

He put it in his schoolbag and carried it in his hand.

"Aren't you going together?" Jiang Hao saw that he was about to leave immediately after he arrived.

Zongcheng said, "I'm in a hurry, I'm leaving first."

After leaving the school gate, he didn't delay and walked directly to Lin Qianxi's house.

When he was about to arrive, he saw Wu Chuan's dusty Volkswagen just driving away from his field of vision.

Zongcheng walked into the community, went to the corridor, and saw Lin Qianxi.

Lin Qianxi supported a crutch in the hospital under his arm, carried the bag of medicine in one hand, and went upstairs step by step.

The upstairs was very noisy, and the neighbors of his family started to swear again. I don't know which floor was also arguing with pots and bowls. The whole building was as noisy as a vegetable market.

Lin Qianxi walked to the corner and stopped.

Zong Cheng followed behind and saw him with his back to himself, facing the corner wall, talking in a low voice——

"It's okay, Brother Xi, you can leave this wretched place in the future."

"Today is nothing, you can still..."

The voice cut off.

Zongcheng saw that he suddenly threw out the crutch in his hand, and smashed the medicine on the wall together.

With a bang, the medicine bottle rolled all the way to the side of the stairs and reached Zongcheng's feet.

He saw Lin Qianxi leaning on the wall with one hand, squatting down slowly, and lowered his head.

There was a lot of noise everywhere, except for this staircase, it seemed that he was the only one left in this corner of the world.

Zong Cheng picked up the medicine on the ground and put it back in a convenience bag. With a "wow", he turned his head immediately, his eyes were red.

"You ranked nineteenth in the preliminary examination this time, and you have improved by two places." Zongcheng looked at him and said.

"Really?" Lin Qianxi smiled, and the corners of his mouth were dry and astringent: "So what, I didn't pass the fucking major."

Zong Cheng suddenly grabbed his arm and pulled him up: "It's not that you failed the exam, it's just that the other party made the most conservative choice out of caution."

"Then I can't fucking get it either." Lin Qianxi pushed him, eyes red, and held the corner of his mouth: "If you don't succeed, you don't succeed. Do you have to comfort yourself like this? Are you not disappointed at all?"

With a cold face, Zongcheng let go of him, put all the medicines into the bag without saying a word, picked up the crutches on the ground, held them in one hand, squatted down suddenly, hugged his legs and carried them hard.

Lin Qianxi put his waist on his shoulder, and he picked him up. He subconsciously hugged his neck, and he was already walking upstairs.

"Fuck!" Lin Qianxi wanted to struggle, but he couldn't get out of his legs.

Zongcheng listened to the noisy noise and carried him to the door before letting him down. No one noticed them, they were all barking their teeth and claws in their own world.

"Lin Qianxi," he said suddenly, "There are not only good schools in Beijing, but at worst, you can go to other places, it's nothing."

"Don't fucking talk about it!" Lin Qianxi's eyes became even redder. He had worked hard for so long, and even the two invigilators said it was a pity, but the result was still not good: I can't do it anymore!"

Zongcheng pulled him to press against the door, and pressed his eyebrows: "It depends on cultural points, if not, there are other things. Don't forget that you still have billiards. You no longer have no choices like before!"

He took a breath, pressed Lin Qianxi's shoulder tightly, and suddenly lowered his voice: "It doesn't matter if you can't go to Beijing. There are so many places in the country, you can go, I can find you, it doesn't matter."