Xiangyang-kun, come here

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Xiangyang groaned, obediently did not lick again.

My beating heart slowly returned to normal speed because of his behavior.

I breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help asking: "Are you doing this just to start over?"

"Hmm..." Xiangyang scratched his face shyly, "What should I say, I felt so frustrated last time—whatever, I just want to do it all over again..."

The more Xiangyang talked, his voice became softer, looking at other places was extremely awkward.

"Anyway, I'm Xiaohui's boyfriend!" Xiangyang said seriously to me, "It has to be very, very, very good!"

Me: "...you don't have to be so demanding."

Xiangyang just shook his head.

I said honestly, "Actually, it's fine as long as it's Xiangyang. The kiss last time was pretty cute."

Xiangyang blushed for a moment, bit his lips and smiled, wanted to laugh out loud but couldn't hold back, his expression was very charming: "This... this way... hehe... I can do it... Xiangyang or something... Ha ha ha ha……"

I:"……"

Xiangyang, you laugh so strangely...! ! !

On the way back, all the way to my door, just about to say goodbye, Xiangyang said: "That——"

I stopped: "?"

He pursed his lips: "I will have a match in more than a month, does Xiaohui want to watch it?"

Me: "How long?"

Xiangyang: "June 6nd!"

I thought that nothing happened that day, so I agreed.

"Great!"

Xiangyang walked away humming.

I got home, had dinner with my mother, washed up briefly, and went into the bedroom to do my homework.

The phone rang suddenly.

[New friend application]

[Verification message: Sakai]

Ah, it's Sakai.

I ordered through, Remarks Momoe Sakai.

[Sakai Momoe: There will be a marathon relay next year, will you participate? ]

She got straight to the point, which took me by surprise.

[Xiaohui: I don't need it. ]

[Sakai Momoe: I know you are determined to go all out only in junior high school.In high school, you just treat it as a club activity, and you will try your best in the competition, but there is no goal anymore.You are now just enjoying the running itself and don't care about the ranking. ]

I was silent for a moment.

[Xiaohui: What do you want to say? ]

[Sakai Momoe: I want to say,]

[Sakai Momoe: We want to be the first. ]

[Sakai Momoe: Me and you.Sakai and Aino. ]

I didn't reply anymore, put down my phone, lay down under the quilt, and stared blankly at the ceiling.

Until it's time to fall asleep.

[Xiangyang: Good night Xiaohui www]

[Xiaohui: Good night]

***

This afternoon, Xiangyang was going to take Ainoe to watch the fireworks.

At the end of the day's club activities, Baihui Sakai was about to leave when the coach stopped her.

"Sakai, look at this marathon. You are the captain. Don't worry about bringing in a few more people. We will compete next year."

His attitude is loose, obviously this is not a game that the teacher attaches great importance to.

The awards in each game are the capital for the special trainees to enter the university.

Sakai then lowered his eyes, "Coach, are you looking for someone to participate in next year's competition?"

The coach hummed: "Wuye used to be most famous for men's volleyball, but now there is nothing else. Girls' track and field has always been weak, so just do your best."

He smiled encouragingly at Sakai, and patted her: "You and Aino are almost the strongest in our club. Come on."

Athletics is no more than ball games, and the game time is very short, unless it is a long-distance marathon.

Certainly one of those sports that ends the league soon.

Sakai hummed slowly, inexplicably remembering what happened in middle school.

In junior high school, Aino was the first to arrive every morning.

The last one to leave every day is Aino.

Occasionally someone asked, but she just said calmly: "Because I want to focus more on my studies in high school, middle school should be the last time."

Sakai thought, she knew exactly what she was going to do in her heart.

The most common thing in the middle school track and field club is the roar of the coach. The track and field club, which is not strong at all, has an extremely harsh and unreasonable coach.

"Haven't made any progress for so long? I doubt whether you have worked hard or not."

"Tamura!! If you can't run, don't run! Look at your running results!"

Almost everyone has been scolded by him. The track and field club's class is already close to deserted, and the school is small, because more and more people quit the coach.

Those who remain are not those who really like running, but those who are most able to fish in troubled waters and work hard on the surface.

After Sakai ran three laps, he went back to the changing room to wipe off his sweat. The three girls were sitting in the changing room laughing.

"Why, your leg is hurt?"

"Shh, fake. But I don't want to run 1000 meters."

"Did the coach scold you?"

"If you scold, you can scold, anyway, the community is enough."

"Then I will do the same next time hahahaha."

Sakai closed the cabinet door with a cold expression.

Really bad atmosphere.

But she can't say anything, this is someone else's choice.

Without the feeling of sweating profusely, you are the only one running hard to meet the standard, while the rest are taking advantage of the cool and slacking off, you are like a fool.

Although she hated this coach very much, she was obviously very harsh, but she didn't care about the people in the middle at all, she just pressed the front few to train desperately, no matter whether they were injured or not, Sakai's legs were almost crippled for a while.

People with mediocre grades who hoped to get good training had to quit, and the tail of the crane was happy and lazy and laughed.

And Aino.

Thinking of this, Sakai, who was on the runway again, raised his eyes, and the girl with black hair tied into a ponytail was still running while breathing evenly.

"Hurry up! Hurry up Aino!" the coach shouted.

Until Aino touched his knee once, bleeding.

There was an important game during that time—actually, it didn’t matter to them, they just guessed that the coach might raise their salary if they got good results.

Sakai had already signed up for another competition, and there was a time conflict. At that time, there were obviously other team members, but the coach strictly prohibited him, so he still chose Aino.

"Aino! It's better for you to run! The people in our club can't keep up with your speed even if you are injured, so of course you have to run."

"Besides, 5000 meters, which of you can run down." The coach looked over, and there were rows of students with flaccid flesh.

Sakai wants someone who can say he can.

The truth is no one wants to.

She snorted, and looked at Ainoe, whose expression was as calm as ever.

Is this guy... emotionless?Won't you argue?Didn't you say you were injured and couldn't run?

Is the person who made Sakai summon up the courage to tear up the love letter last time a fake? !

As soon as the coach left, murmurs began among the students.

"Of course, who can outrun our club's Aino-san." With a strange tone.

Ainoe stood at the front, turned a deaf ear and lowered her eyes.

Soon someone answered, "Stop talking, Aino-san doesn't even talk to us."

"It's usually made of wood. It runs so fast. Is it a clockwork wooden man?"

"Ha ha ha ha"

Some people were aggrieved, but they didn't dare to stand up. In this kind of thing, who would not please the limelight.

Sakai was furious in an instant: "Shut up! You blame Aino for the coach's question! Go scold the coach if you have the ability! Go now!"

The few people were silent, startled by her expression.

Sakai was so angry that his breathing became heavier, and suddenly he put a hand on her shoulder, Sakai turned his head, and it was Ainoe's superior-looking but expressionless face.

She said, "Let's go. Changing room."

Sakai followed her angrily: "Aren't you going to be angry!"

"I will." Ainoe said seriously.

Sakai is angry.

You will be a fart! ! !

After the club activities were over, Sakai saw an orange head waving at Aino in the distance.

She said to Aino who also waved: "...how do I remember that this person has been following you recently?"

Ainoe thought for a while: "Because you want to be friends with me."

Sakai: "..."

There are still people who want to be friends with Aino...! !Sakai had a shocked face, never thinking that he was one of them.

Of course, if it was Sakai in high school, he would only spit out "Damn orange head!"

On the day Aino was injured and ran, Sakai quietly said to her: "Don't run too hard, deal with it. You have a reason."

Ainoe shook her head: "It's okay, I will do my best."

"……Are you a dummy!!!"

She looked at Sakai, her dark blue eyes were inexplicably firm: "Sakai, my plan is to run at full speed in middle school, relax in high school, and focus more on studying."

Therefore, she will not give up any competitions in middle school. In high school, she will only participate in the necessary activities of the club, and she may not sign up again if she needs selection competitions.

"..." Sakai asked dryly, "Why?"

Aino Emu said with a straight face: "Because I want to be a lawyer, I have to pass the high school exam."

Sakai: “…………OK.”

Ainoe really tried her best. After running, her face was pale and her forehead was covered with cold sweat. It was obvious that she was hurt. She sat on the bench and bent over to suppress the pain.

The whole lively playground was cut off from her.

Sakai didn't see this scene, she went to another arena to compete, and when she came back, she only saw Aino sitting on the stool after resting and walking out of the arena with normal expression.

Can't see any problem.

After the game, the coach gathered everyone for daily reprimand.

"...So, none of you care about grades! Huh?!"

It was a question that did not require anyone to answer, but a voice suddenly appeared.

"I do not care."

Sakai's automatically emptied brain immediately returned to its original position, and he stared at the source of the sound with wide-eyed surprise.

It was the black-haired girl. She explained seriously: "I just like running. I can run anywhere, even in shopping malls. Just do my best in the competition, and I don't care about the results."

The students don't know who made a snort.

The coach turned red with anger, and reprimanded Aino loudly and alone.

But no matter how much he scolded, Aino's answer was still "don't care".

The rest dismissed, Sakai looked at Aino who was being scolded from a distance, and was speechless.

What she said may be true, Aino doesn't care about winning or losing results, just run.

But who answered directly like her?Is her EQ so low? !

At the end of the activity that day, Sakai saw Aino, who had been scolded for a long time, walk out of the playground as if nothing had happened, without moving his eyebrows.

There was still an orange waiting for her on the opposite side, smiling like a sunflower, walking around her, as if it was bound to make her laugh, or spread her happy emotions.

Sakai was silent for a moment.

...I always wonder if that orange head pays too much attention to Aino...

Soon came the last game of the middle school.

Their school is not a strong track and field school, and the opponent is a professionally trained team.

Sakai watched the game.

Aino is No.4, she has never been No.4.

This is the last match in Aiye's heart, fate has given her the strongest opponent.

No matter how you catch up, you can't touch it.

At the end of the race, Ainoe gritted her teeth and accelerated again.

The wind blew past her ears, but she didn't feel it. The rubber track of the professional competition venue exuded waves of unbearable heat in the sun, and the air above was twisted.

Faster, faster.Aino thought.

Her feet couldn't go any faster, but she clenched her teeth and forced herself to speed up.

In fact, Aino doesn't want to place too much importance on running rankings, she likes to run.

But what she likes is the feeling of moving, the feeling of breaking free from the constraints of the air, not winning the trophy.

Especially in this kind of community atmosphere.

However, once standing on the starting line, once in the peripheral vision, there are faces that are also eager to move.

She genuinely likes to push forward and get what she deserves.

The backs of the three people in front fluttered the corners of their clothes in the sunlight, but in Aino's eyes they turned pitch black, like dark shadows weighing heavily on his heart.

No matter what, I can't catch up.

Feelings of powerlessness, frustration.I am the only one left in the world while running, and the sound of heavy breathing is the whole sound. I am alone, walking forward lonely and powerlessly on the endless red road with no end in sight.

Get up at 04:30 every day, no matter how cold it is, she will not shrink back. She is the first to go to the playground to warm up and run. The bright fog has been with her all the time.

The sweat on her forehead flowed into her eye sockets as she ran, the girl blinked awkwardly, her throat became more and more dry, and the three figures in the distance were getting farther and farther away from her.

She hates backs.

Just like in the orphanage, every adult who was disappointed in her walked towards her with a smile, and then left with a sigh.

And the current mother, Xiaohui didn't care about her at first, it should be said that she restrained herself from not caring.

She came again and again, and left disappointed again and again, until her smile became more and more forced, and she felt that Xiaohui didn't like her.

She walked towards the gate of the orphanage at sunset, another day of conversation with Xiaohui's failure.

The woman is downcast.

Xiao Hui stood behind the pillar and stared at her, with her little hand on the stone pillar.

The thin back of the woman, the shadow on the ground was stretched long and long by the setting sun.

Back means leave.

The girl's round black and blue eyes stared straight at her, just like she stared at the two couples who wanted to adopt her but abandoned her again.

The back view of them leaving is disappointing to Xiaohui.

The back view of the woman leaving is disappointment to herself.

Xiaohui suddenly had an impulse and called out: "Auntie."

It was clearly just a common name without a surname, but the woman turned around immediately.

The figure disappeared.

Xiaohui suddenly realized that some people are trying to run towards themselves.

And on the track, in the last real race of Ainoe's inner plan, she also realized that,

Some people can't catch up no matter how hard they try.

The world suddenly became so big, and she became so small and insignificant.

She wanted to yell at the couples if she had done something wrong.

Does she want to say loudly to those three figures from behind that this is the end of my entire country?

All the sweat she put in for three years, every morning she missed having breakfast with her mother, every lonely time she spent before dawn, every time she gritted her teeth and persisted.

It's all useless.

Maybe others try harder?

But is she not enough?

When she reached the finish line, she lost all her strength and fell down on the red rubber track.

"Aino!" Sakai ran over to support her, no accident, Aino had no strength and could not stand up straight, Sakai had expected to directly support her.

Everyone is watching No.1.

Only Sakai saw that she was the only one who ran out of strength.

With Aino's physical strength, there is only one reason - she broke through herself, crossed that critical line, and really accelerated desperately.

"...You may have broken your own record, oh no, it's also our school's record." Sakai joked as he carried her out of the playground.

She really thinks that Aino doesn't care about the results. Of course, Aino doesn't care about his seconds every time after the game, and just leaves. Last time, he answered blankly and made the coach go into a rage.

Sakai talked for a while, but there was no reply.

Sakai turned her head, Aino looked down and couldn't see her face clearly, the lace of her black hair had long since run away, and her black hair spread out to cover her side face.

Ainoe's legs were completely numb, like soft noodles, unable to exert any strength.

"...I want to confess today." Ainoe said suddenly with her head down.

Sakai: "Huh?!"

who! ? !Oh no, she didn't want to know.Sakai held back and didn't ask.

Ainoe's eyes were fixed on the floor, and the sweat kept washing against her skin, burning it, she thought to herself: because she wanted to see if there would be another back view.

All the way in silence, until Aino's feet gained a little strength, and he was able to barely walk a few steps.

Sakai suddenly heard sobbing.

The face covered by Aino's black hair was dripping with tears, mixed with sweat, and kept flowing, biting his lip, staring at the floor, crying uncontrollably, and sobbing uncontrollably.

Sakai was completely stunned, and it took a while to recover. It was the first time she saw Aino's other more lively expression, but it was crying so violently.

Aino's shoulders twitched slightly, and he was crying embarrassingly, keeping his head down, Sakai could only see the tears falling continuously.

This guy...he cares about it for a long time.Sakai thought.

Aino is concerned.

Sakai wanted to tease a few words, but his eyes couldn't help getting wet.

It's the last time.

What a failure.

"Why are you crying...it makes me want to cry too." Sakai burst into tears as he looked at the road ahead.

One stared at the floor and was supported to sob, while the other bit his lip while looking at the front road and did not make a sound.

They left the playground step by step, all the cheers behind them, all the bustle, and the mutual encouragement, comfort and hugs of the players from other schools, all went away.

They left the most familiar runway with their backs to the sun, one pair of legs was strong and firm, and the other pair of legs was soft and slow.

From then on, no matter what the road ahead is, the past has been fixed.Everything in the middle school was completely over, and Aino himself drew a full stop.

On a bright sunny day, they ended the entire middle school competition.

On the hot rubber track, they left first for the first time.

Supported, in the weakest state.

The goals that Ainoe set out in high school have changed and there is no going back.

In her plan, she will never encounter the dark fog at 04:30 again.

There will never be such a bright sun that burns today.

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The author has something to say:

感谢在2022-04-1022:01:48~2022-04-1123:08:57期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 piece of cherry milk with ice cubes;

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: Minghe Yusha 2;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：明河玉沙、氪金20瓶；花花花花10瓶；清忘川5瓶；染柒2瓶；谋财害命、炸出一只快落肥宅、沐沐、酸菜同志、勺米米米米1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!