Love rival insists on forming CP with me

At two o'clock in the afternoon, there are slogans, cheers, and whistles everywhere in the playground and gymnasium.

The Universiade of this quarter is about to kick off, and the School of Physical Education and all teams are training hard.

Qin Qingyun hid in the locker room during the devil's training, brushed the group news vigorously, and filled up all the sugar.

"Excellent, this group is full of knack experts!"

The CP group of Yuan Langtian and Xia Yuting is getting bigger and bigger, and there are more and more talents.

The female students of the Photography Association followed up with them every day, and captured a lot of "intimate interaction" photos of their practice and competition.

An otherwise ordinary interactive action can also be sugared by them with an eight-fold microscope.

Some are responsible for collecting "evidence", some are responsible for analysis and identification, and some are responsible for secondary artistic creation.

Qin Qingyun was in the group with other people, lying flat on the bottom of the pit, consuming sugar every day to support the cruelty of reality.

Only this short time can make him forget that he is in the track and field team lounge, and make him temporarily forget that he will continue to be trained for a while.

The corners of Qin Qingyun's mouth pulled up unconsciously, and his blissful look aroused Yan Chengfeng's suspicion.

He was still careless, forgetting that this is a place where all members of the track and field team can come in, forgetting that Yan Chengfeng is also there.

"Huh? What's so fun to watch? Let me see it too? Is it the secret to increasing speed?"

Yan Chengfeng suddenly moved his head from behind, his chin almost hanging directly on his shoulders, which made Qin Qingyun jump up in fright.

Yan Chengfeng's chin was hit firmly by his shoulder, and he clutched his chin in pain, looking at him suspiciously.

Qin Qingyun immediately put down the phone and stuffed it into the bag: "You have to take care of running, but it's not up to you to take care of my private life, brother?"

What is the secret to increasing speed? With that kind of thing, I still need to be trained by your devil every day?

Qin Qingyun pursed his lips angrily, picked up the mineral water, replenished some water, and got ready to run another ten laps.

Can't unscrew the bottle cap?

Qin Qingyun sighed, all the strength in his body was exhausted by his legs, right?

Yan Chengfeng snatched the mineral water, unscrewed the cap of the bottle and brought it in front of him, looking at the place where he hid his mobile phone.

"What the hell is so mysterious, girlfriend?"

Qin Qingyun spit out a mouthful of water: "Tsk tsk, brother, there is still an affair in your mind? I thought you were only thinking about running."

Seeing Yan Chengfeng's curious look, Qin Qingyun intentionally teased him, picked up his phone, and pretended to make a video call: "Yes, I just had a video chat with my girlfriend, come on, let my girlfriend see my most respected brother. "

Yan Chengfeng's face darkened, and he patted his mobile phone with his hand: "It's time for a break, come out for training!"

Yan Chengfeng must be a single dog, or the kind of poor single dog who can't afford to be abused.

As a single dog, Qin Qingyun found a sense of superiority from Yan Chengfeng, held his head high, and ran out happily.

"One lap, Qin Qingyun, keep breathing evenly, and don't step too fast."

The coach shouted from the sidelines, and Qin Qingyun ran past Yan Chengfeng and glanced at him quietly.

Yan Chengfeng had a bitter face, and his brows were almost knit together. It seemed that the fact that he had a girlfriend brought him a big blow.

Yan Chengfeng certainly didn't expect that he would be caught and trained in hell every day by him, and he would still know his girlfriend.

As for him, he is lonely and unloved.

When Qin Qingyun thought of Yan Chengfeng's mood at this time, and his psychological activities of envy, jealousy and hatred for having a girlfriend, he was secretly happy, and his feet floated.

Not following the rhythm, running too fast, and the big sun aggravated the heartbeat and heat, Qin Qingyun suddenly felt that the whole person's center of gravity was unstable.

Qin Qingyun regretted that he didn't eat both breakfasts in the morning, and kindly left one for Yuan Langtian.

During the break just now, I also forgot to add some energy biscuits, and I was too busy cracking sugar.

Running now, under the scorching sun, he only felt dazzled for a while, dizzy and weak, and he staggered forward.

Fortunately, the body knew how to protect itself, so it crashed into the grass next to the track and fell over.

Yan Chengfeng ran up worriedly, the first thing he did was to check whether Qin Qingyun's foot was sprained.

"Look, don't you get distracted by video chatting with your girlfriend and talking about love?"

Qin Qingyun was aggrieved, isn't it just because of his competitive heart, he mischievously lied that he has a girlfriend, is this a "reward for the world"?

Forget about the current world newspaper, but Yan Chengfeng will catch this lie and condemn him.

Qin Qingyun puffed his mouth, and he couldn't quibble, after all, he was the one who lied first.

Now I can't say, "I don't have a girlfriend, I didn't fall because I was distracted by thinking about my girlfriend." Isn't this a "slap" slap in the face?

"Yan Chengfeng, normal people always think about things, how can one muscle and one heart be full of one thing? You think everyone is like you, running from the inside out."

Qin Qingyun poked Yan Chengfeng's chest with his finger: "I'm really curious, when will you have other things in your heart? Besides running."

Yan Chengfeng was stunned for a moment, then leaned back unnaturally to avoid Qin Qingyun's fingers.

There was always something else in his heart.

Why is his heart full of running?

In his heart, it was obviously the cute and handsome person who was running - Qin Qingyun.

"Get up if you have nothing to do, can you walk back by yourself? Or do you want me to carry you back?"

Yan Chengfeng stood up, didn't answer, but stretched out his hand to Qin Qingyun.

Qin Qingyun patted his hand off with a smile: "It's all because of your well-trained senior brother. I reacted quickly and protected myself well, so I didn't get hurt."

Yan Chengfeng stood up straight and looked at Qin Qingyun who was still sitting on the grass with his back to the sun.

Qin Qingyun had an illusion that Yan Chengfeng, who was always dark and serious, seemed to be smiling, very gently.