Pretend to B

Early on Friday morning, He Chi, as if he was afraid of Su Xing's repentance, drove his motorcycle to Su Xing's house to pick him up before eight o'clock.

The noise of his motorcycle was too loud, and the two bangs woke up all the wild cats and dogs in the alleys for several miles, and they let out a sigh of relief.

Su Xing didn't get enough sleep and was still sleepy at the moment. He looked at the tiger head spray paint on the black car with disgust.

He Chi put a pink helmet on his head and said, "Take your eyes off, if it wasn't for time constraints and the shared bikes closed down again, I wouldn't be willing to take the risk of driving my precious mount out."

Su Xing tapped his helmet and said, "Why am I this color, and you are black."

He Chi felt a little guilty: "It's not because time is too tight, so I picked one up at the store on the way here."

Just after finishing speaking, he seemed to remember something, and quickly added a sentence: "This is definitely not worn by anyone else! I have never been in a third car except for Li Lang and the green hair!"

Su Xing buckled the helmet cover and said, "I'm the third one, right?"

He Chi: "..."

He looks cute in his pink helmet.

He Chi didn't dare to say it, and muttered something in his heart. He patted Su Xing on the top of his head twice, stepped into the car, turned around and hooked his fingers at Su Xing, and said, "Get in the car, I'll take you to the car to go racing." .”

The rush is impossible, the traffic jam on the morning rush hour, even the big tiger who is pulling the wind is dying at the moment, He Chi slapped the car horn twice, a little annoyed: "Fuck! Why hasn't it moved after half a day?" !"

He took these two shots and did not move the convoy that was stuck in traffic, but called the traffic police instead.

After a lot of wrangling between He Chi and the police uncle, he finally convinced the other party that he was indeed an adult and got his driver's license, but it was a coincidence that he didn't bring it with him today. In the end, the car was towed away, but no one was taken away and detained.

He Chi and Su Xing stood by the side of the road, each with a big helmet on his head.

He Chi touched his neck in embarrassment: "How about taking a taxi?"

Su Xing glanced at the endless queues on the road, and then at He Chi.

He Chi looked up at the sky: "It's all the fault of shared bicycles. If it doesn't close down, I'll ride you."

Su Xing: "Why don't you say that you carry me on your back?"

He Chi still had a little anticipation, so he clapped his hands: "Why didn't I think of that! Come, come, come, come on brother's broad back."

After he finished speaking, he really turned around and took a stride.

Su Xing sighed softly in the helmet, and walked forward.

He Chi squatted for a while and found that Su Xing hadn't come up. When he got up to look, he found that he had already left.

"Wait for me!"

When he arrived at the school, he happened to catch up with the man's 3000-meter check-in, so He Chi hurried to the toilet to change.

He changed into a sports vest and knee-length shorts. He has slender limbs and well-proportioned calf muscles. He is full of youthful, vigorous and not exaggerated sense of strength. Several girls and boys are secretly looking at him.

He Chi stood on the steps, looking towards the crowded playground, Li Lang and Wu Chao hurriedly lifted him up with their green-haired legs on the left and right, and shouted, "Boss!"

Green hair scolded: "You take me as a guidepost?!"

Wu Chao: "Who made your hair stand out!"

When He Chi saw a green head protruding from the head, he found his way. He followed the position of the green hat to the inspection office. It happened that the staff was issuing number plates. He Chi took his own and handed it to Su Xing. Let him tie it on himself.

Su Xing: "Where is your hand?"

He Chi put his hands behind his back confidently and said, "It's out of reach."

Su Xing had nothing to do with a rascal like him, and was afraid of wasting time, so he had to lower his head to help him fasten the number plate with a pin on his jacket chest.

From this angle, He Chi tilted his head slightly, and his chin could touch Su Xing's fluffy hair. He took his chin and rubbed it lightly. It happened that Su Xing was passing the pin through his clothes, and his fingertips brushed his chest. Slightly stiffened, he turned his head unnaturally.

"Okay." Su Xing put on the number plate and said.

"Men Sanqian is ready for the runway!" The starter blew his whistle.

Li Lang and the others swarmed up to squeeze He Chi's shoulders and loosen his legs. Ke Lele and the others held up a sign saying "He Chi is number one in the world, the elder brother is unbeatable". He Chi walked onto the track surrounded by them.

He moved his ankle and glanced at Su Xing.

Su Xing held a bottle of water in one hand, put the other hand in his pocket, and mouthed to him.

--come on.

He Chi smiled, and rushed out amidst the sound of the starting gun.

He Chi has good physical strength and has been running steadily in the top three.

Li Lang and the others were so excited that they ran along the inner circle of the playground, cheering He Chi hoarsely while running, as if they were going to pout in the next second.

On the fifth lap, one of the athletes in the first three formations was exhausted and was gradually pulled behind, leaving only He Chi and athlete No. 8 leading the way.

Wu Chao followed after running for two laps before he couldn't run any longer. He stood with Su Xing and nervously clutched Su Xing's wrist.

Su Xing looked down at his wrist, and just about to pull his hand out, he heard Wu Chao chanting tremblingly: "Boss, come on, boss, rush, boss is invincible..."

He paused for a moment, but finally didn't move. He was afraid that if Wu Chao had nothing to hold on to, he might faint from nervousness.

No. 8 is a sports student who specializes in long-distance running. He not only has amazing endurance, but also has excellent skills.

On the sixth lap, he began to speed up gradually. He Chi seemed to be able to do his job well in the first half, and looked at the side of the track from time to time, giving Su Xing a wink or something, but as the speed of No. 8 increased, He Chi's rhythm was also disrupted. Breathing became more serious, and on the seventh lap, No. 8 had already moved away by half a lap.

Su Xing looked calm on the surface, but the bottle of mineral water in his hand had been pinched and deformed.

In the final 200-meter sprint, he ran behind the finish line and waved vigorously at He Chi.

He Chi's hair was wet with sweat, and he shook his head. He saw Su Xing who was waiting behind the red line to meet him, so he gritted his teeth and increased his pace. Amid Li Lang's roar, He crossed the finish line almost at the same time as No. 8.

Su Xing opened his arms to catch up with He Chi, but He Chi's buffer force was too great, and he kicked back a few steps until he bumped into the guardrail beside the runway.

He Chi took advantage of the situation and leaned against Su Xing. He supported the guardrail with both hands, firmly surrounding Su Xing inside.

He rested his head on Su Xing's neck, panting uncontrollably, the tip of his nose pressed against Su Xing's earlobe, and the hot air from the touch hit his ear, instantly burning a light red; He Chi's sweat stuck to his neck and shirt, and he could even feel the heat from He Chi's body, which was transmitted to his skin through the two thin layers of clothing.

Su Xing maintained the posture of opening his arms. For a moment, his mind was blank, and a "bang" suddenly sounded in his ears.

He didn't know what that sound was either.

Maybe the mineral water bottle in his hand hit the ground.

Or maybe he heard his own heartbeat.