Xiangyang-kun, come here

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Afternoon class passed smoothly.

The track and field club is divided into women's team and men's team, which train separately.When I went, the people in the club had already started to warm up.

I mix in leg presses.

"Let's run 600 meters to warm up today." The coach took the roll call and called each one.

The weather is cloudy today, and there are no Xiangyang and Yingshan outside the playground. They should have the opportunity to return to the club venue after the game.

"Hey, how's the date?" Baihui Sakai quietly approached me and asked in a low voice.

Looking bad.

I paused, "Very good."

She looked at me: "...All right."

I:"……"

Did I just hear her "tss"? ? ?

One thousand and six can be completed based on my previous exercise, but I haven't run for a long time, thinking about slowing down and jogging this time.

All the people in the club started running together, and the first run was naturally crowded, so I ran to the outer track and slowed down slowly.

Even so, when I finish running at a constant speed, there are still a group of people still working hard on the playground.

After all, it is just a club, not all professional track and field.

Sakai is, plus a few senior sisters.

"Hey, Hua Qi! If you can't stand it, stop!" The coach cupped his hands around his mouth in a trumpet shape, and shouted at the last girl who was behind for more than three laps.

I have rested and looked towards the playground upon hearing this.

The last girl looked very thin and weak, she was running rather than walking, she was unable to lift her steps heavily, her face was pale, and her movements were like zombies.

All my body and mind are interpreting "I, running waste! Running is so tiring! It's so painful!".

She seemed to have heard the coach's words, she unloaded her strength, her legs went limp, and she fell directly to the ground.

"Hurry up and help her over here," the coach casually pointed to a person standing around, and then sighed as he looked at the girl not far away who obviously couldn't run any further, "Hey, why did you think of choosing this club... the training is too difficult. negative."

I looked at the girl who was being erected and her legs were so weak that she couldn't walk, and I was stunned for a while.

"It feels like it's going to rain." Sakai sat next to me and said.

Me: "It seems to be."

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the black clouds were oppressive, as if they were about to press down on the top of the collapsed teaching building.

"..." Sakai made a hesitant humming sound, and struggled for a long time before opening his mouth, "Have you brought an umbrella?"

Me: "Take it."

She was immediately discouraged, "Okay, okay."

Very socially conscious, I asked back, "Did you bring it?"

"No... I didn't bring..." She beeped softly, her eyes wandering away.

"Then I'll lend it to you. I usually wear a raincoat when riding a bicycle, and besides, I have Xiangyang."

"Okay, I'll take it!"

"???"

After the girl who was being supported was slowed down, she refused other people's support and left by herself.

I got up and walked around the runway to ease.

When passing by the girl who was walking slowly and bravely, she staggered and was about to fall.

I snatched it up and grabbed her waist and abdomen from behind. I stopped her from bending down fiercely to fall, and formed a posture of being hugged by me with one hand from behind.

I silently glanced at the back of her head.

……taller than me.

She turned her head in a panic, and when she saw me, she blushed and thanked me: "Thank you..."

"It's okay." I put on a wooden face and let go.

Then I continued to walk alone to adjust my breathing.

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After the club activities were over, it really rained in the sky, not too much, and it was dripping on the ground, moist and cool.

I changed my clothes, took an umbrella and raincoat in the classroom, and prepared to go to Xiangyang.

It was dark, earlier than usual.

I go downstairs.

Faint sobs.

I stopped, and there were not many people in the teaching building now, and the sound of crying quietly rang out at the corner of the first floor.

When I went out, a thin girl with her back against the wall lowered her head and kept silent, sobbing suppressedly.

I approached, and I was the only girl in the club who didn't finish the warm-up meters.

She didn't notice me, and shrugged her shoulders pitifully.

what……

I didn't make a sound, just stayed quietly in the blind spot of the corner, and started to lose my mind.

After all, she's here alone, so she probably wants to cry by herself, and it doesn't look good for me to go out.

Not everyone needs comfort. Some people just want to cry and vent themselves, and they may feel ashamed if they are found out.

But this is the only way out, she might think that the teaching building is empty.

I just hid there and waited in a daze.

After a long time, she finished crying by herself, her sobs gradually became smaller, and she walked out slowly.

I waited for a few minutes before going out.

After walking past the place where the girl was crying, and walking forward, the rain at the door became heavier and heavier.

The girl hadn't left yet, she stopped there and looked at the sky.

I glanced at her empty hand.

...Is this without an umbrella?

I walked to a position parallel to her expressionless.

She was startled and wiped her face quickly.

I waited for her to put her hand down before looking at her, and at the same time stretched out my hand to hold the umbrella.

The other party was taken aback, pinching the corner of his clothes and looking up at me timidly, "Eh...? For... for me?"

Me: "Yeah. I have a raincoat."

Her pale face flushed slightly, she pursed her lips, and after a few seconds, she tentatively stretched out her hand.

She gently took the umbrella from my hand and whispered, "Thank you...I am Mako Huaqi from Class 1, Grade One."

"Ainoe from Class 4, Senior One."

"I will return it in full tomorrow, thank you very much." She whispered softly, bowed slightly to me, opened the umbrella and ran into the rain.

I shook off my raincoat and started putting it on.

... Then it got stuck in the back, as if it was hooked by something, I pulled it.

"Xiaohui!"

A man also wearing a raincoat ran over, his face flushed, panting, as if he had been exercising for a long time.

"Xiangyang."

"Sorry sorry, I just came in and met a crying person, thinking that she might not want to be found, I went the other way, who knew the door was locked... I ran for many floors, but I still came down Yes." He explained in detail, and I nodded.

"...Eh? Xiaohui, are you stuck?"

I nodded again.

Xiangyang stretched out his hand to tidy up my back, and I could feel his knuckles touch my back occasionally.

"All right."

I put on my raincoat and hat, "Let's go."

"Uh-huh!"

As a result, I only walked a few steps, and I kept blinking-the rain was splashing on my eyes all the time.

……what happened?Although the brim of the raincoat is short, it is not so useless, right?

Xiangyang looked over, "Ah, Xiaohui, you didn't tighten it."

He approached with a smile, and touched the leash protruding from the hat around my neck with his hand. He pulled it, and the brim of my hat tightened instantly, and I bumped forward unprepared.

"...Hmm!" Xiangyang's chest was severely injured by my head.

The raincoat that I bumped against his forehead was also wet.

"……Feel sorry."

"It's okay, it's okay!" Xiangyang laughed a few times, reached out and touched my forehead, "Does it hurt?"

"Do not."

"That's good."

We rode on our bicycles and tried to walk as few people as possible in the rain.

But we didn't expect that the rain on the road was getting heavier and heavier, and it had reached the point where it blocked our sight. We had no choice but to find a lonely wooden house on the side of the road to stop.

The wooden house is not big, with only three walls, a bench, and a small shrine next to it—it is really small, only about four square meters.

Stored a moldy wooden coin storage square thing.

Xiangyang and I took off our raincoats before we went into the wooden house and sat down. Even so, the raindrops could still jump onto our legs.

Just a short stop.

My skirt was completely wet and uncomfortable, and so were my socks, which were knee-high white socks that were blackened in patches by the dirty water.

Xiangyang put our raincoats away, stood up and looked at the sky in distress, "I don't know how long it will take..."

"It should be soon."

Water got in my shoes and I had to take them off and step on the outside of them.

Xiangyang muttered something, turned his head but immediately covered his eyes, "Ah, sorry!"

Me: "...No, I'll just take off my shoes."

"...Well..." Xiangyang blushed and let go of his hand slowly, "...Xiaohui, your socks are wet."

"I know."

I then folded my legs and took off my socks.

"...No, no, no!" Xiangyang closed his eyes and stretched out his hand to my bent knee, with an expression that looked like he was about to cry, "No...don't bend your legs."

Me: "I'm wearing shorts under my skirt."

"Eh?! That's not okay! What if someone passing by doesn't know that Xiaohui is wearing shorts!"

I:"………"

I explained: "No matter how you look at it, you can't take off your socks if you don't bend your legs?"

Xiangyang stopped: "..."

He summoned up the courage to stand in front of me and turn his back on me, "Then that's fine...!"

Me: "...Thank you."

Although no one.

I quickly took off my wet stockings, stepped on my shoes and stood up. Because I was a little unstable, I raised my hand and pressed Xiangyang's shoulder.

He turned around slightly, seeing me frowning and putting on my shoes, "You don't need to wear shoes, Xiaohui, you can just sit down."

"...All right." I sat down and put the socks aside to dry.

Xiangyang sat on the other side of me, staring blankly at the sky.

He was still wearing short-sleeved shorts, and his sneakers were wet, but the water droplets on his legs didn't matter and disappeared quickly.

My toes have been soaking in watery shoes for a while, and they are paler, not pink at all.

It's cold... especially after soaking in water, the legs and feet are so cold.

I looked down and watched my toes curl up and curl up again.

"... so cold."

"Eh?" Xiangyang looked over, his brows and eyes drooped, "I would have worn a coat if I knew it earlier... I could have put Xiaohui on..."

He sat a little away from me.

I was even colder by myself, Xiangyang seemed to have lost the ability to feel the air-conditioning, and even sat with his legs spread apart.

Me: "Sit closer."

Xiangyang widened his eyes.

Me: "I'm too cold."

"...Okay." Xiangyang looked away, slowly moved over, and sat down next to me.

I shivered from the cold, turned around and held out my hand to him.

Xiangyang hugged me stiffly like a qualified heating tool.

Because of the closeness, his thigh inevitably touched mine, and the wet skirt was pressed against his shorts.

I buried my head in his warm neck, hugged his back with one hand, and held his palm with the other.

This person, until now, his palms are burning hot.

The cool wind keeps blowing, making the wet places colder, the patter of the rain tends to become smaller, and the series of drops of water dripping from the eaves slowly decreases.

"...Is Xiaohui cold?" After a long while, Xiangyang's voice rang beside my ear, he didn't panic anymore, he seemed to have calmed down.

I nodded in his arms, my teeth chattering in the next second from the cold.

Especially bare. Naked legs.

He shook hands tightly.

Putting on shoes, the wet water is very uncomfortable; without shoes, I face the cold wind directly, which makes me curl up and cannot escape.

Xiangyang didn't know what to do, so he could only try to contribute all his exposed skin, and tried to stick his other hand through the black hair to my cold back of the neck.

With a thought, I simply stepped on his shoe with the left foot closest to him, and the cold leg flesh under the short skirt was in close contact with the texture of the other's leg under the shorts.

And my right leg also moved in his direction, stepping on my shoe, keeping warm with my own left leg.

Xiangyang froze all over.

I was surprised for a moment.

...Why are the legs hot? !Is it a stove?

Xiangyang's breathing quickened for a while, and he recovered quickly before I noticed and asked him.

He said, "...are your legs cold too?"

Me: "Of course..."

I looked up, Xiangyang was close at Chichi, and the heat was passing through the intertwined breathing.

He didn't smile, his cat eyes were fixed on me, and his eyelashes trembled every few seconds.

I felt a tinge of apology, "Sorry, if I touch you, you'll be cold too."

"No..." Xiangyang looked away, and looked down at the leg that was close to me. He didn't move, and let me step on it. The laces grab at the end.

After a while, I noticed that he moved and leaned his leg towards me.

"I won't be cold." Xiangyang lowered his eyes and stared at his legs, I couldn't see his eyes clearly.

My knee was originally close to the side of his knee, but with Xiangyang's movement, even the skin on the side of my calf was rubbing against him.

Because he was too close, the sneakers touched my shoes, and my slanted legs came into a straight position, as if he was the one who came close.

Xiangyang moved away from the palm of my neck against the back of my neck, and stretched out to touch my face.

Hot palms as always.

Turning around for a hug, legs clinging together, the athletic teenager's body is not only warm but also has a thin layer of muscle attached to it, which is not uncomfortable and very comfortable.

Being hugged by Xiangyang, who is a circle older than me, is like being tightly surrounded by fire. It is indeed warmer than sitting alone, but it may be tiring after twisting the waist for a long time...

I raised my head and looked at him, Xiangyang's eyes were quiet, his brows were slightly frowned as if worried, but his ears were flushed.

"Let's go after the rain stops. I'll try my best not to get cold, um..."

Xiangyang blinked his eyes shyly, then looked straight at him seriously, and said, "Xiaohui can hug me and touch me as she pleases...you can do whatever you want."

...Thank you, Mr. Huolu.

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