why are you forcing me to study

[Fat Yuaner]: What?You just ran [-] in the morning, is that okay?Do you still have strength?

[Big Shuai]: Don't underestimate your Brother Hui, take a break at noon and recover.If you can't get the first place, you can get the second!You stay in the school doctor and don't come out, take good care of your injuries, and leave the rest to me.What time do you run in the afternoon?

[Fat Yuaner]: 03:30.

[Big Shuai]: Got it.

Although Xu Yuan was skeptical, he finally agreed to He Qing's return.

He Qinghui was so uncomfortable that he couldn't even eat at noon, so he lay down on the bed and slept for two hours.

When the alarm rang, he frowned severely, got up and pressed the alarm.

The moment I straightened up, my eyes were blurred, but my temples were still throbbing.

It's almost time to go to the venue.

He subconsciously said to himself in his heart: He Qinghui, you must be fine, right?What is this ailment?Grit your teeth and get through it!

As a result, I lifted the quilt and walked for a while and almost hit the door.

In the afternoon, the playground, the stands of the eighth class.

The girls in the front row were tearing up paper and writing cheers.

He Qinghui walked in front of Sun Yina, "Squad leader, where is Xu Yuan's number book?"

Sun Yina handed it to him and asked, "Xu Yuan said you would run three thousand for him?"

"Well, it's about to start."

He Qinghui's volume was significantly lower than usual.

"You just spent so much energy in the morning... If you can't do it, don't hold on."

"It's okay monitor, I'll take the second place at worst."

"..."

This mentality is really good.

Feng Rui saw He Qinghui walking towards the track not far away, so he ran to him from his class field, "Hey, Brother Hui, this 3000 meters is also your event? I seem to have seen you run 1000 meters in the morning right?"

He Qinghui's head was swollen, and his voice was weak: "Yuan'er sprained his ankle, I will run for him."

Looking at Feng Rui from such a close distance, he noticed something unusual, and quickly patted him on the back, "Brother Hui, why...why do you look so ugly? Are you uncomfortable?"

He Qing wiped his arm away, "I'm fine."

This 3000-meter distance, this big sun, if you really get sick, can you bear it?

The more Feng Rui watched, the more worried he became, "Well, it's okay even if no one runs in Class [-], the sports meeting is not so strict! Really, Brother, I think you should stop running, even if you want to win more medals... ...Isn't there a chance next year?"

"It's okay, madman, don't worry about it, just cheer me up by the side."

Speaking of which, He Qinghui had already arrived at the corresponding position and set up the starting position, while Feng Rui was chased out of the field by the referee as an idler.

"It's not Brother Hui, you..."

"preparation--"

The referee blew his whistle, and a row of people started running.

Round and round and round and round.

After running to He Qinghui, he was almost unconscious, and he didn't know what was supporting him to run.

Many pictures, many faces appeared in the chaotic thoughts.

If you keep running like this, you will die suddenly.

Maybe, if you die, you will be able to see your father.

If my mother is dead, there will be no burden.

For a moment, he thought so.

The cheers from Class [-] gradually weakened, and finally disappeared completely.

A few started to cry.

They were very scared, very afraid that Class [-] would lose He Qinghui.

That good old man He Qinghui who is good at everything except bad grades, that He Qinghui who pretends to be a school bully but silently does all good things.

Even Pan Zhongsheng couldn't sit still in his seat. He stood up and looked at He Qinghui on the runway, at a loss.

Yu Chenchen wiped away her tears and roared vigorously: "He Qinghui! Come down! Don't run away!"

Feng Rui was very worried about He Qinghui, so he couldn't bear it, so he took the opportunity to run to the innermost lawn and followed him, "Brother Hui! Don't hold on! Come down! I'm a good buddy, please? The ranking is really high." It’s not that important! Lives are more important than medals?? Come down quickly, please!! The commander forced He Qing to come back!! Did you hear that!!??”

He Qinghui couldn't hear Feng Rui talking to him, so he just kept running forward.

His mind is muddled.

No sound could get in.

Feng Rui stopped helplessly and just looked at him like that.

His good brother has always been like this.

Just when he was in a hurry, Feng Rui saw a very conspicuous tall boy at the long jump field from afar.

It was Shan Yunche who was right.

This was the only way Feng Rui could think of, so he ran over without saying a word, almost knocking Shan Yunche down.

Shan Yunche was queuing up for inspection, and was shocked suddenly, looking at the person in front of him who was holding his waist and panting heavily.

"Feng Rui?"

Feng Rui wiped the sweat off his forehead indiscriminately, and said out of breath, "Yes... yes, yes, yes! It's my master! Great that you still remember me!"

"Did something happen?"

"Back...Brother, he..."

"He Qinghui?" Shan Yunche immediately became sensitive, "What's wrong with He Qinghui?"

"I... I really can't help it... I just saw that my brother's face is very bad. I think he is sick. He is still running 3000 meters. He won't listen to anyone who advises him! I think his condition is really bad. Great God, how about...you go and persuade him!"

"3000 meters? Isn't his project over today, why is he still running?"

Feng Rui explained with a ferocious expression: "Isn't that... that dog Xu Yuan accidentally sprained his ankle and couldn't run away. There is no one in the class to replace him. Brother Hui will run for him no matter what he says...Obviously he is very sick. Qing...Really, why do you think he has such a stubborn temper?"

Before Feng Rui could finish speaking, Shan Yunche's eyes quickly locked on He Qinghui on the playground.

From this distance, it can be seen that his face is really ugly.

The long jump happened to meet Shan Yunche, and the referee kept saying, "5018 Shan Yunche, it's your turn."

Feng Rui: "Master, do you still have projects?"

"Student Shan Yunche?"

"Student Shan Yunche? It's your turn to dance."

"Did Shan Yunche hear that?"

Seeing that He Qinghui staggered and fell to the ground, his knees were scraped and left with bright red blood.

Shan Yunche almost roared: "You idiot."

He rushed towards him without hesitation.

Feng Rui clutched his stomach, "Hey, my god, what are you doing? My god!!"

He Qing didn't feel any pain when he turned back.

No problem, you can insist on finishing the run, and He Qing will definitely be able to return to you.

Just as he was about to use all his strength to support himself to stand up, he was caught off guard and hugged horizontally.

Shan Yunche carried him straight to the outside of the playground.

This picture made the students in the stands excited, one by one picked up their mobile phones to take pictures and videos.

Pan Zhongsheng originally wanted to send someone to help him, but now it seems that he doesn't need it.

He Qinghui raised his head and finally saw the man's face clearly.

It's like dreaming in a trance.

"Shan Yunche... wait!! What are you doing? Didn't you see me competing?? Where are you going to carry me??"

Shan Yunche did not speak.

"I still haven't finished two laps, you put me down quickly!! Shan Yunche, let me tell you I'm fine, quickly let me down and let me finish running!!"

Shan Yunche still didn't say a word.

He was hugged by Shan Yunche like this, but in full view of everyone.

After all, he also has the title of school bully, but he was hugged by the princess in public? ?

Fuck this is too embarrassing...

"Shan Yunche, tell you to let me down, you can't understand human words, can you?"

This time Shan Yunche stopped in his tracks.

He Qinghui stared at his jaw, seeing his Adam's apple rolling up and down.

"Say one more thing." He lowered his head to meet He Qinghui's eyes, "I'll kiss you right here."

This is in front of the whole school.

He Qing replied: "Did you fucking..."

"Do you think I dare not?"

"I……"

"You can try."

This pervert really has the potential to dare.

Thousands of words stuck in his throat and swallowed abruptly.

His physical strength was not comparable to Shan Yunche's, and he was sick and even weaker. If Shan Yunche really came, he would not be able to refute it at all.

He Qinghui fought a lot of ideological battles, but in the end he had to choose to compromise.

He pursed his lips angrily at Shan Yunche.

Along the way, He Qinghui leaned his head lightly on Shan Yunche's chest, and his whole body was stained with the faint mint fragrance of his body.

taste.

Listen to his rhythmic heartbeat.

It's kind of...comfortable.

It seems that the headache is not so painful.

She even wrapped her arms around his neck unconsciously.

This journey...why is it so long?

With a hoarse voice, He Qing raised his head slightly and asked, "Shan... Shan Yunche, where are you taking me?"

Shan Yunche still didn't speak, but put his cheek against his forehead.

hot.

Run three thousand for others in this state?

Finally arrived at the infirmary, Shan Yunche carefully placed He Qinghui next to the bed and sat down.

The doctor's aunt saw the eye-catching wound on the knee, and said quickly: "Hey, this classmate, was injured in the sports meeting? I told you to be careful and run slowly! Several of you have come this morning."

As he said that, the doctor took out a cotton swab and liquid medicine to apply medicine to He Qinghui.

Shan Yunche took what was in the doctor's hand, "I'll do it."

It happened that someone outside asked her for something, so the aunt hesitated and nodded before going out.

There were only the two of them left in the infirmary.

Shan Yunche got closer, knelt down in front of him, gently dragged his calf over, and carefully applied the medicine.

"No, I'll do it myself..."

"do not move."

He Qinghui knew that he couldn't resist, so he could only sit there and stare blankly at him.

Shan Yunche looks really good-looking.

It's too good to be true.

"hiss--"

"Does it hurt?"

"A little bit. Take it easy on you, take it easy."

After a long silence, Shan Yunche finally spoke: "Are you an idiot?"

"W-what, why are you scolding me all of a sudden?"

"When Xu Yuan can't run away, you run for him. You are really enthusiastic."

He Qing was stunned for a moment, and said: "Xu Yuan is my brother. Of course I have to help him when he sprains his ankle. Besides... Isn't it just a 3000-meter race? My physique is not that bad. What a big deal..."

"Before worrying about others." After applying the medicine, Shan Yunche threw away the cotton swab and raised his head to look at him. "Can you worry about yourself first?"

"I... I'm fine. I'm in good health. This little illness can't do anything to me! Besides, I'm not..."

"I will feel bad."

He Qinghui paused, forgot everything he wanted to say just now, and just stared blankly into his eyes.

I don't know if it's because of the fever, but my face seems to be getting hotter and hotter.

Immediately turned his face away.

Shan Yunche held He Qinghui's hand, and rubbed his thumb on the back of the hand repeatedly, "Don't do this next time."

"……Um."

Shan Yunche stood up and sat next to him by the bed, "What are the remaining items for tomorrow?"

He Qing thought about it for a while, and said, "One thousand and five, there are four times one hundred."

"Give me the number book."

He Qinghui blinked, "What are you going to do?"

"I'll run for you."

Shan Yunche wants to help him run?

He has grown up running for others, and has never let others run for him.

"What? No, no, I..."

"There is no room for negotiation."

Shan Yunche interrupted him.

He Qing replied: "..."

This person started to be domineering again.

"You give me a good rest in the dormitory, take the medicine on time, and don't miss a meal."

Shan Yunche then picked He Qing Huiheng and prepared to go back to the dormitory.

He Qing replied: "Hey don't! I said big brother, I'm not so pretentious that I can't walk on the road, you let me down!"

Shan Yunche obviously still didn't listen.

"Shan Yunche, otherwise you can carry it on your back, can you stop hugging like this..."

"No."

"..."

It's so good that it's almost time for dinner. There are more and more people coming and going on campus, and they insist on using this posture to be stared at all the way again.

In fact, he was dizzy all the time, but after being tormented by Shan Yunche, He Qing regained his senses.

In the corridor on the first floor of the boys' dormitory, the two of them are very eye-catching.

Luo Xiaoyao was holding an ice cream in his mouth, humming a little tune in his big pants, and came back from the small supermarket with his roommate Ge Jun, seeing the scene in front of him, he didn't even drop the ice cream on the ground.

"Fuck me."

"Fuck me."

The two spoke in unison and glanced at each other in unison.

Luo Xiaoyao: "This... Brother Hui and Dashen are very good at playing. Last time it was a koala hug, this time it was a princess hug. Is there any new position that can be unlocked?"

Ge Jun sighed, "Hey, I'm so happy to go back to my brother. Brother Xiaoyao~ I'm tired and I can't walk anymore, you can carry me back to the dormitory like this~"

Luo Xiaoyao pushed his head down forcefully from behind, "Fuck you, talk to me well, don't be disgusting to your Brother Xiaoyao here."

Shan Yunche put him on his bed, went out and filled a basin of warm water, took out a clean towel and scrubbed it several times, wrung it dry, and began to lift his short-sleeved shirt with one hand.

He Qing snapped back, and shrank back, "What...what are you doing?"

"You still have a fever, don't take a bath tonight, I'll wipe it for you."

Knowing that resistance is useless, He Qinghui also gave up struggling, and simply lay there quietly and let him deal with it.

Starting from the corner of the shirt, the short-sleeved shirt was lifted up little by little, and piled up to the neck.

A large piece of white skin poured out.

Shan Yunche looked down, the hand holding the towel hovered in mid-air, unable to fall down for a long time.

He thought his restraint was good.

Why is it so sexy/sensual.

This scene still broke his defense instantly.

He Qing saw that his Adam's apple was rolling even more.

"You...do you want to wipe it? Keep staring at it...does it look so good?"

Staring at him made him feel embarrassed.

good looking.

It's too good to be true.