52 Hz: see whales in the ocean

"Brother Xiong." Qiao Shuo whispered.

"Ah?" Wen Liang turned her head and looked at Qiao Shuo's profile suspiciously.

"Brother Xiong." Qiao Shuo took a deep breath, suppressed the choking in his throat, called out to Wen Liang again, then turned his head to face Wen Liang.

There was a thin layer of water in Qiao Shuo's eyes. In order to endure the thing in his eyes, he gritted his back molars, and his face was tense - but this thing is disobedient.

"...Hey." Seeing Qiao Shuo's aggrieved expression, Wen Liang froze for a long time before answering. He hesitated for a moment, then moved to sit next to Qiao Shuo.

Qiao Shuo raised his head and took a deep breath while blinking his eyes quickly, trying to force back the tears.

Wen Liang watched from the side, not knowing how to comfort him. Seeing Qiao Shuo's abnormal appearance, he felt a little flustered, and it took him a while to remember that he had tissues in his pocket.

Wen Liang hurriedly took out a tissue and handed it to Qiao Shuo. Qiao Shuo glanced down, pushed it away stubbornly, and then rubbed his eyes vigorously with his sleeve.

"This wind makes my eyes sore..." Qiao Shuo muttered.

Knowing that Qiao Shuo wanted to save face, Wen Liang couldn't bear to expose him, and didn't give out the tissue in his hand. He lowered his head and pursed his lips, a little helpless.

"Brother Xiong, what do you think I'm trying to do?" Qiao Shuo said with a nasal voice, "If I had known that I was a cannon fodder, why bother to train every day, I might as well sleep in for a while."

Wen Liang thought for a while in silence, and said cautiously: "Old Qiao, I know you are wronged, but your coach is actually very optimistic about you."

"Nonsense. I'm a waste, and no one loves a waste." Qiao Shuo's mouth curled down uncontrollably.

Wen Liang's heart suddenly throbbed violently.He is very familiar with this word, he has scolded himself like this many times in his heart and in his diary, but he can't believe that such words of inferiority and self-abandonment came from Old Joe.

"No, old Qiao, that's not the case." Wen Liang panicked for no reason, and he was eager to deny Qiao Shuo's thoughts.

"Then why do people I trust disappoint me?" Qiao Shuo asked in a daze.

Wen Liang's chest was oppressed heavily, and he took a deep breath, but it didn't relieve the dull feeling.He really didn't want to see Qiao Shuo like this.

"Old Qiao." Wen Liang raised the corner of her mouth to smile at Qiao Shuo, but this forced smile was too fake and ugly, "You can trust me."

Wen Liang tried his best to put on a joking tone, he didn't want to make the topic too depressing.

Only then did Qiao Shuo forcefully laugh: "Are you reliable?"

"Well, you can always trust Brother Xiong." There was also a faint smile on Wen Liang's face, his voice was low, but his eyes met Qiao Shuo's very firmly.

In those eyes, Qiao Shuo saw the sunny day in April, the crowd of people in the background, and his own reflection.

In an instant, Qiao Shuo seemed to have a subtle but continuous force surging in his body, and the tenacity flowed continuously throughout his body and into his heart.

The expression on Qiao Shuo's face changed rapidly. He frowned tightly, pursed his lips restrainedly, and finally grabbed Wen Liang's coat and tied his head in front of Wen Liang's chest.

Wen Liang froze and let Qiao Shuo grab his clothes. He looked down and saw Qiao Shuo's thick hair leaning against his chest. The long-lost joy came from deep and far in his heart-this kind of trust and dependence. a feeling of.

Qiao Shuo buried his face in Wen Liang's clothes and shivered slightly, Wen Liang raised his hand tentatively, patted Qiao Shuo on the back, and spoke for a long time.

"Old Qiao, you don't know how much I envy you. And Lao Luo, I just heard him chatting with someone, and he said that it was hard to find a player as talented as you. He is afraid of leaving the team." Wen Liang suddenly laughed when he said this, "He said that such a good Miao Miao can only get used to it, and you are not allowed to go to the winter training during the winter vacation, right?"

Qiao Shuo rubbed his head against Wen Liang's clothes a few times, and asked in a muffled voice, "Are you an undercover agent sent by Lao Luo?"

"Old Luo did arrange for you to go to the senior group because of the total score of the college, but he also wanted you to get used to it in advance, after all, you will go to the senior group next time you participate in the school sports meeting... "Wen Liang's words froze suddenly. He just remembered that Old Qiao said that he was going to quit the team, and his words seemed to be a bit inappropriate.

"I won't participate in the school sports meeting for the remaining three years of my university." Qiao Shuo's voice was faintly crying.

Qiao Shuo said that he quit the team many times, but this time is the most serious one.But this time Qiao Shuo said it when he was most emotional and broke down, Wen Liang worried that he was just impulsive.

"Old Qiao, what's the reason? If it's just because of the dispute with Lao Luo just now, you won't be able to quit the team. Just explain the misunderstanding clearly, and Lao Luo is also very sorry." Wen Liang lowered her head and comforted him patiently, "This time It doesn't matter if you don't play well in the game, there will be opportunities in the future."

Qiao Shuo buried his head and said nothing.Wen Liang was right, but it was only part of the reason.

Training every day is not a big deal, I can still persist, and the benefits and subsidies of the track and field team are also good.It's just that the more he trains, the more he understands his weaknesses, and he always has resistance.

This large-scale school sports will make him feel that he is a joke. He has worked so hard to train for so long, and when he really goes on the field, he is second to none left.

This crushing defeat was so uncomfortable that he didn't even know what to do for the next two events.

To join the track and field team, you have to participate, but his ability is limited, so is there any need to persevere?

Seeing that Qiao Shuo was silent for a long time, Wen Liang couldn't figure out what was going on in his mind, so it was difficult for him to make any suggestions.In case Qiao Shuo was determined to quit the team, his persuasion would only annoy him more.

In the final analysis, this is something that Qiao Shuo can decide. After all, only Qiao Shuo knows whether he wants to stay or not. Wen Liang respects his thoughts, and only hopes that he can think about it more and don't regret it later.

"Old Qiao, have you made up your mind? Do you really want to quit? Well... I don't want to persuade you, but I'm afraid that you will make an impulsive decision that you will regret." Wen Liang patted Qiao Shuo's back softly. Said, "If you are really unhappy in the track and field team, then quit, no one else can replace you, your own feelings are the most important. There is no right or wrong choice in this kind of choice."

Wen Liang's words were beyond Qiao Shuo's expectations.Qiao Shuo thought a lot when he was sitting here by himself just now, and felt that he didn't want to stay in the track and field team any longer.

He thought that Wen Liang would say a lot of reasons to persuade him to stay, making his hard-won decision swing again, but Wen Liang didn't.

Just saying "your own feelings are the most important", Qiao Shuo instantly felt relieved.He has the courage to make a choice, because this choice has nothing to do with right or wrong, but only with himself.For some reason, he just wanted to cry a lot, and he didn't want to hold back anymore.

"I won't take part in competitions anymore! I don't have to get up early for training anymore!" Qiao Shuo burst into tears and was out of breath.

Wen Liang was taken aback by Qiao Shuo's sudden crying, and anxiously wondered which of his words hurt him.

The sunlight made people's backs warm, but it was a bit too bright, Qiao Shuo grabbed the cool clothes to cover his eyes.Later, he simply unzipped the warm jacket and plunged into it, covering his head with the clothes.

In front of the forehead is the beating heart in Wen Liang's chest, and the back is surrounded by Wen Liang's arms, as if nestling in the dark and licking the wound, feeling full of security.

The staff in the playground came over and wanted to urge irrelevant personnel to leave the field quickly, but when they got closer, they saw Qiao Shuo burying his head in tears and sobbing.Wen Liang looked up and smiled at him apologetically, the staff didn't have the nerve to rush them and left on their own.

It took Qiao Shuo a long time to calm down, and she buried herself in her warm clothes in silence.

"Old Qiao, you won't fall asleep, will you?" Wen Liang patted him.

"No," Qiao Shuo said with a smile hidden in his voice, "You smell so sweet, Brother Xiong."

Wen Liang was helpless, Old Qiao's brain circuit was always a mystery, and he was still worrying that he was in a bad mood, but he had already started to be dishonest.

"Get up, my legs are numb."

In order to make Qiao Shuo lean more comfortably, Wen Liang deliberately curled his legs to one side and kept the position for a long time without moving. Now that Qiao Shuo's mood has stabilized, he can finally sit in another position.

Qiao Shuo turned his head, lifted the clothes covering his head, glanced at his cool legs, and then slowly sat up straight.

Qiao Shuo was facing the sun, so he had to squint his eyes. Looking at Wen Liang's half-opened zipper coat, which was crumpled by being pulled, he suddenly felt that Wen Liang was so cute.

How could you see him in such a disheveled state, Qiao Shuo snickered and helped him zip up his jacket, and took the opportunity to touch his collarbone.

Wen Liang pursed her lips and looked at him contemptuously, but there was nothing she could do about him.

There was another gunshot on the runway, and the athletes rushed out of the starting line like arrows. Qiao Shuo and Wen Liang looked in that direction in unison.

Qiao Shuo remembered that he had to participate in the 200m and 400m races in the afternoon, and felt pressured for a while. He had no confidence in the next race, and when he thought of having to compete before leaving the team, he resisted in his heart.

"Brother Xiong, I don't want to play." Qiao Shuo said with drooping eyebrows.

"Old Qiao, don't be intimidated in advance, you have practiced such difficult events as hurdles, and you still ran in the same field as experienced athletes." Wen Liang turned her head and smiled at him, "They all said that you have good foundation, These two projects shouldn’t be a problem, right?”

"But I also want a medal." Qiao Shuo said frankly.

It doesn't matter whether he is vain or naive, he never wants to hear that the emphasis is on participation, it is just a rhetoric used to comfort the losers.

Participating in the competition is to win and win prizes, otherwise why bother to listen to the gunshot on the field with all your heart, wouldn't it be more fun to run around on the beach.

I always hope that the results I get are worthy of my hard work, and many things require positive feedback to be motivated to persevere.

"Old Qiao, I think you will definitely win the medal, maybe even the champion." Wen Liang said sincerely.

"Tch, are you so sure?" Qiao Shuo drooped his upper eyelids and curled his lips.

"Trust me," Wen Liang said with a smile, "Didn't you say that you can always trust Brother Xiong."

"There are so many masters in the school sports meeting." Qiao Shuo stopped laughing, looking a little distressed.

"It's okay, don't worry about them, I only watch you on the field."

Wen Liang's eyes were gentle and firm, and Qiao Shuo's heart seemed to harden in an instant. He nodded vigorously, showing his canine teeth in a smile.

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The author has something to say:

Qiao Kuibao Shuo, I feel wronged when I cry, uh, Brother Xiong is a well-deserved warm man.When I wrote this chapter, I cried. Old Qiao held back her tears. My mother really felt sorry for me... The road to growth is not smooth, and the pure and enthusiastic people you see may also have scars hidden.Wen Liang may have seen his shadow in Qiao Shuo. The two of them seem to have completely opposite personalities, but in fact they are very similar on the inside. This may be the reason why they are attracted to each other~