not brilliant

The field in the square is not that big, and the competition route is to run three laps on the advanced track.This game eventually became an unforgetable existence in Jing Can's memory, it belonged to He Pingyi, and it also belonged to his time in this small town.But in fact, the game itself was not intense, because it seemed that the winner had been decided from the sound of the whistle, and there was no suspense.He Ping Yichong is in the first place, Gu Shi is in the second place, just like the main theme of most of the time in life, the corner overtaking that I like to arrange in the movie did not happen, and there was no exciting counterattack by the rear personnel, and there was no final A moment of reversal, what should win wins, what should lose loses.Only when He Pingyi crossed the finish line, the cheers from those watching on the railing were similar to those in the movie.

He Pingyi got out of the car, against the background of flowing light, he raised his arm and pointed a finger at Jing Can like he did in the sports meeting.

But Jing Can did not respond to him as he did during the sports meeting, nor did he cheer like Wang Xiaowei and the others.He opened his eyes wide under the brim of his hat, and his lower lip was already bitten sorely. He was trying his best to restrain his emotions and thoughts as he had done all these years ago.

But maybe the roar of the engine on the arena was too intense just now, and the auditorium is full of enthusiastic voices. The thoughts and emotions are too turbulent in such an environment. When the game is drawing to a close and He Pingyi is about to achieve victory, He seemed to be no longer able to restrain the longing in his heart.

Longing, when this word appeared in her mind, Jing Can knew that she was going to lose control.

The nerves that had been tense all the time seemed to be broken suddenly, and He Pingyi, who was holding a finger towards him in his sight, became more and more blurred. Jing Can suddenly didn't know where he was, and his perception of the surroundings gradually became psychedelic. unclear.Unprepared, when he was supposed to follow the story to the climax, he was once again surrounded by a strong sense of loneliness, and it was more turbulent than ever before.

The palm seemed to be pricked by something, the slight pain caused Jing Can to lower her head.Spreading out his palms, Jing Can realized that he had just gripped the railing too tightly, and the old railing had experienced too much wind and rain, and the peeling paint leather stuck to his palm piece by piece.

Jing Can raised his hand, wanting to brush off the lacquer leather, but at some point, the sweat soaked out had bound the lacquer leather firmly in his palm, no matter how hard he swept it, he couldn't get it off.

He had discovered a long time ago that he would suddenly sink into an extremely low mood for no reason, as if he was drawing a line in a smooth and continuous way through trivial matters. Ordinary daily life, but the pen in his hand would suddenly run out of ink.The line broke there abruptly, and he seemed to disappear out of thin air, losing contact with everything.

His heart will suddenly become empty, even if the surroundings are full of people, even if he is talking with others, he will have the illusion that he and other people are not in the same space at that moment.It's like being wrapped in a gray hydrogen balloon, flying higher and higher, seeing yourself separated from the world around you, but you can't find a way to rescue yourself.

This is not the first time he has experienced such loneliness, and every time, apart from the death-like silence around him, Jing Can is actually not afraid.He is used to this kind of quietness, and he is also used to not reacting to people and things outside, so for him, he just needs to wait quietly for this feeling of loneliness to dissipate.

But this time, Jing Can felt panicked like never before.Because he knew that he didn't have time to recover this time, and He Pingyi, who just won the victory for him, was coming to him soon, and he had to become happy before he came, and then went to receive the award with him.

He rubbed his palms, trying to get rid of the dirty things that were stubbornly clinging to his hands. At the same time, he also tried hard to recall all the people and things he considered precious, trying to let his emotions Sorrow and joy return to one's own body.But until his palms turned red, he still couldn't do anything.

The neck was pinched, it was Jing Can's familiar technique and temperature.He froze there, and in the absence of a better solution, he could only forcefully tighten the corners of his mouth, try his best to make a relaxed and happy expression, and then turned to look at the person behind him.

"Dazed again?" He Pingyi looked very happy, he bent his index finger, and lightly tapped Jing Can's hat brim, "I did what I promised, let's go, go and receive the award."

Jing Can was carried by He Pingyi's shoulders and walked out. He looked at everyone passing by, but he couldn't see their faces clearly.When he was about to reach the entrance hall of the site, he saw a young man standing against the railing, watching him quietly.

What does it mean.

Jing Can's head turned blank at that moment, and her originally calm heart seemed to be turned upside down.Unknowingly stepped on something under her feet, Jing Can's ankle suddenly tilted, and then without any cushion, she knelt down on the ground with one leg straight.He Pingyi was taken aback, even though he had tried to catch Jing Can with the fastest reaction speed, he still couldn't stop him from falling.

Jing Can lowered his head, not daring to look in the direction where Xu Heyi was standing. He didn't understand why Xu Heyi suddenly appeared here. It was obvious that they hadn't seen each other for a long time, and it was obvious that he was so far away from his previous life trajectory. .At that moment, too many expectations came together, disrupting Jing Can's proud self-restraint.

"What's going on?" He Pingyi hurriedly squatted down to check if he was injured, but found that Jing Can's eyes were staring blankly at a point on the ground.His eyes were covered by the shadow of the brim of the hat and covered by a layer of lenses, which should have been inconspicuous, but the moisture accumulated inside was so eye-catching that He Pingyi was stunned.

"What's wrong?" He thought Jing Can was in pain, but in desperation, he seemed a little at a loss.He wanted to help him up, but he didn't know how far he had fallen, so he didn't dare to move him casually, so he could only keep asking repeatedly.

"Does it hurt? Do you feel that there is something wrong with your bones?"

Jing Can didn't answer him, but kept taking deep breaths.He was still staring at the spot on the ground with nothing special, his eyes were getting redder and redder.His breathing was exaggerated, like a patient on the verge of death, trying to absorb the surrounding oxygen as much as possible.In such a noisy environment, He Pingyi could even clearly hear his gasping with his mouth, and feel the violent rise and fall of his chest.

"Jing Can, don't scare me."

He Pingyi has never seen Jing Can like this before, he is always soft in front of him, smiles are smiles, and when he is unhappy, he just purses his lips into a line or raises his brows slightly.He has never been in the mood of great joy and sorrow.

Holding Jing Can's upper body, He Pingyi gently patted his face with one hand, wanting him to give him some attention.

"Jing Can, look at me."

Many people around have noticed the two of them, and some kind people came forward to ask if they needed help. He Pingyi felt that Jing Can's body was shaking more and more obviously. He didn't know what he was afraid of, so he could only She used her body to cover as much of his face as possible, and finally put his entire head into her arms.

Not far away, Wang Xiaowei who was chatting with Wen Xiangying ran over with Wang Xiaoyi.Both of them had concerned expressions on their faces, and He Pingyi shook his head at them before they spoke, signaling them to go to the entrance hall and wait.

The person in his arms was still shaking, He Pingyi lowered his head, and while patting Jing Can's back lightly, he kept telling him to relax and not to be nervous.

This one-sided conversation lasted for a long time, so long that He Pingyi couldn't think of more comforting words, and could only call Jing Can's name over and over again.

Jing Can finally stopped panting violently like before, and stretched out a hand to grab He Pingyi's wrist that was on his shoulder.

His skin is fair, and even the blue blood vessels can be seen clearly.Under the condition of high mental tension, He Pingyi could no longer feel how much force was being carried on his wrist. Instead, he saw the bulging veins on the back of Jing Can's hand and wrist, as well as his tense shoulders. He Pingyi felt how much strength he had used to hold him back.

The person in his arms raised his head, tears kept rolling in those eyes, but they were suppressed by the master and never dared to flow out.

"He Pingyi."

This cry made He Pingyi's heart tremble, and the pain tightened.Jing Can's voice was hoarse, like a fawn that lost its way in the forest and could not find a source of water. When it was dying, it uttered its last weak cry towards life.

"I'm here."

Jing Can looked at He Pingyi, even the corners of his mouth trembled.

"You just won."

He Pingyi took a deep breath, suppressed the uneasiness and anxiety in his heart, and nodded.

"Yes," He Pingyi said, "We're going to get the prize right now."

Jing Can's mouth kept moving, as if she was trying to suppress the soreness in her throat, or as if she was brewing some important words.After waiting for a long time, Jing Can said softly, "Thank you, I am very happy."

Jing Can calmed down and tried hard to make an expression that could match this sentence, but the fear and helplessness in his heart were about to drag him into a bottomless black hole. Trying to find a balance point, so that I can at least maintain a superficial calm, but at this moment, just wanting to touch the corners of my mouth, I have already broken the balance that I was so hard to maintain.

Tears rolled down without warning, even Jing Can didn't expect it.

His first instinct was to put his head down and hide himself.Up to now, he no longer dared to guess how inexplicable He Pingyi would feel about his performance today, but he still wanted to make himself as normal as possible. I thought he was like a lunatic.

Jing Can wiped away the tears on his face with one hand, but the more he wanted to stop, the more he couldn't control the tears.

The concrete floor was getting wet bit by bit, forming an ugly painting with claws and claws. In Jing Can's eyes, it was like a nightmare that made people wake up.

And in the nightmare, Jing Can finally realized clearly that things were messed up by him again.He shouldn't want that tennis ball, and he shouldn't let He Pingyi play for him.