Zhishui ran directly to the lively place without asking anyone.The so-called school sports meeting is nothing more than a group of people getting together to compete in sports, so as long as you go to a noisy place, you will be able to find a mirror.

When Zhishui came to the playground, he found that familiar figure in a crowd of all kinds, but speaking of which, the ancient costume didn't feel inconsistent with the time and space he was in, so he would pay attention to it immediately. come on.

It took a while to see the mirror who was doing leg presses on the track in the middle of the playground. The safari jacket on her body had only taken off the jacket, leaving only the inner jacket on her body, and the hem was tied by her. Sideways, revealing fair calf.

Jing, who thought it was troublesome, didn't go back to the dressing room to change, didn't notice that Zhishui stared at her calves for a long time, still pressing her legs.

You idiot, don't change into a set of comfortable clothes, and show your calves, what if you catch a cold.

Zhishui was thinking while trying his best to squeeze into the crowd.

Looking at the baton that was getting closer, Jing clenched his fists nervously.

Although she just said to work hard, when it was her turn, the nervousness still came to her heart, which made her a little uneasy. She raised her head and looked in the direction of Yamada Yu, but he was nowhere to be seen.

Yes, he has to compete too.

Jing lowered her head in disappointment, the person who encouraged her was gone, and the girl in the class next door was already ready, she arched her back, her palm-sized face restrained her lazy expression, staring sharply at the running behind Classmates, like a lion ready to go.

Jing couldn't help taking a look at her, but unexpectedly she turned her head and looked at her four eyes. Before she could say anything, she lowered her head and continued to look at the back. Jing heard the footsteps getting closer, and hurriedly adjusted her posture. .

When the baton was actually handed over to her, Jing miraculously calmed down.When the baton was passed to her by her classmates, she ran forward decisively, and because she took the first step, she left the other students behind her far behind.

Mirror ran forward with all his strength, as if he wanted to go straight to the finish line at this speed.

Still nervous?

Zhishui also came out of the crowded circle, came to the railing, looked at the mirror that was running so fast, and frowned, since he ran with all his strength at the beginning, he would definitely change his actions due to exhaustion in the second half of the circle. Get slow.

Jing didn't know that Zhishui was already waiting for her ahead, but just rushed forward blindly.

At some point behind her was a contestant, she was the girl who was next to the mirror just now.

I saw her following behind the mirror unhurriedly, not planning to overtake, just running at this speed, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and staring at her slyly.

Is she an idiot? If she goes all out at the beginning, she will definitely not be able to persist in the rest of the journey.

This year's baton race has added a new one. The last baton has to run two laps, that is, to run one more lap on the original track.

In this case, don't be in a hurry on the first lap, otherwise it will be a problem whether you can run the entire distance.

When Jing ran past Zhishui, perhaps because he was too engrossed, he didn't even notice him.

When the first lap was finished and she was about to sprint for the second lap, Jing could feel that her mobility had begun to slow down, her legs seemed to be tied with a weight, and when she realized it, the girl behind her had already passed her, and He gave her a "really so" look, and with a step of his calf, he ran directly through her to the first place.

"I tried my best at the beginning, are you an idiot?" After saying this, the man rushed forward without looking back. She was already running in the front and saw the red belt in front of her. Victory waved to her again , with only half a circle left, she must not lose.

Jing only felt that her pace was getting slower and slower, and the third person finally caught up with her, becoming the second runner to the finish line.His eyes were darkened, his breathing became difficult, his body was sweating, and the heat was billowing in his body, Jing's chest was stuffy, his physical strength was exhausted rapidly, and his legs gradually became uncontrollable.

No, I can't run anymore.

It seems that I can't hold on for long, I just hope that I can run to the finish line, and no matter how bad I am, I won't fall down in the middle.

In a daze, Jing seemed to see a familiar figure running towards her.

The short and slightly curly black hair jumped upwards with the blowing of the wind, and a pair of black pupils mixed with worried expressions ran to her side in an orderly pace.

"Stop water...?"

"Can you still hold on?" Zhishui came to Jing and stood still, watching her eyes staring blankly ahead, knowing that her physical strength had already been exhausted. , he said softly, "Jing, don't worry, adjust your breathing first." Listening to Jing and doing what he said obediently, he continued to guide her, "Now don't think about winning first, keep your hands regular Don’t run too fast, slow down, and speed up after you get used to it.” When he said these words, several classes had already passed them.

The long red belt of victory is already clearly visible, but Zhishui is not nervous at all, he just encourages her gently beside Jing and runs with her.

"Yes, that's it, very good."

"I have seen the end point, speed up and rush forward."

"you can."

No.1 has been produced, and the other contestants followed to the finish line. The students outside the railing let out deafening shouts, which were also mixed with the discussion about the pair of mirrors and Zhishui.

"Ahhh, my boyfriend actually ran with me, so happy!"

"Not only is she handsome, she's also so gentle! Which class is that girl from? She's so lucky."

"..."

Yamada Yu was sandwiched among these girls, listening to their screams, with a calm look on his face, but his hands had already been clenched into fists, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging.

When Jing ran to the finish line and Zhishui softly said "You did it" beside her, he finally collapsed on his body due to exhaustion.

"I, have I finished the run?" Jing couldn't believe it, lifted her head from Zhishui's arms, panted heavily, sweat slipped from her cheeks, and slid into the skin under her neck.

Zhishui hugged her tightly and walked to the shade of the tree, and answered her with joy in his voice, "Yes, you have reached the finish line, although you are not No. The effect of sports, it is very good to have this kind of result in these few days of training.”

Jing was held in Zhishui's arms, because he couldn't sit down immediately after running, so he could only stand leaning against him.

"What, you don't need to say the following words at all." Jing puffed her cheeks dissatisfied, feeling a hand touching her face, looking up, Zhishui was frowning, and gently scratched the forehead with her fingers Sweat beads, "Although I know you are very hot, but you sweat so much and you are easy to catch a cold when you are blown by the wind, you should wear a coat." He said the questioning tone in an affirmative tone, Zhishui slipped his hand, Holding the mirror with sweat-soaked hands.

"Understood, you..." A big hand held the wet hand, and the face of the mirror was stained with a layer of blush, but he didn't refuse him. He muttered, but saw a Familiar people, "Yamada? Is the game over?"

The person who came was Yamada Yu who had just left. I saw that his sportswear was already wet with sweat, and his hair seemed to have just been soaked in water. One by one was placed behind his head like kelp, and he heard the sound of the mirror. , He didn't look over at the first time, but just stared at Shisui with those black eyes motionless, his eyes were so hot, people couldn't help but wonder, what's wrong with Yamada and Shisui?

There was no trace of emotion in the swarthy eyes, and the quietness that did not match the usual, made the mirror who was used to watching him yell a little uncomfortable.

It always feels like he wants to be a different person.

Zhishui followed the sound of the mirror and looked at a pair of black pupils.

Suddenly, a blood-red light appeared in his mind, and the tingling sensation from the brain center spread to his eyes, which made him cover his eyes and let go of the hand holding the mirror in good time.

The familiar pain swam back in the eyes, and Zhishui squatted on the ground with a cry of pain. This squatting startled the mirror who was pushed away and was at a loss. What's wrong?"

Zhishui didn't speak, but his face started to convulse, his eyes were closed and he couldn't open them at all, and then he heard a crying voice from Jing, "Zhishui, your eyes... are bleeding, how could it be like this."

The eyes gradually became moist, and then a dark red liquid slowly flowed out from the eye sockets. The liquid slipped into the lips, wet the lips, and began to spread in the mouth with a rust-like smell.

Zhishui is very aware of this feeling, just as he opened the kaleidoscope in pain and left tragic tears of blood because of the death of his companion.

His eyes are bleeding.

"who are you?"

Protecting the mirror behind his back, Shishui tensed all his nerves, the sense of crisis that came from nowhere made him forcefully open one eye, looking vigilantly at the person in front of him.

When Yamada Yu heard this sentence, he suddenly became a little strange, chewing on "who am I", while lowering his head and burying his eyes in the shadows.

Kagami couldn't figure out why Shisui was like this, and Yamada seemed to be a little strange, but the tense feeling in the air made her dare not speak, for fear that her words would become the fuse.

The crowd on the playground was scattered. After the game, except for some who needed to clean up the field, and the teacher and the principal were discussing something on the rostrum, most of them had gone back to the locker room to change.

The place where Zhishui is located is under the shade of a tree, a little remote and hidden, and it cannot be seen without careful observation.

Shisui half squatted on the ground, stretching out one hand to protect the mirror that was also half squatting and worryingly supporting his shoulders, while Yamada Yu stood like a statue.

The three formed a vacuum that no one else could approach.

"Are you asking who I am?" Yamada Yu suddenly seemed to be a different person. There was a cold smile on his originally sunny face, and his cold eyes were so strange, like a dagger. With a deep murderous intent and coldness, the smile on the corner of his lips was full of sarcasm, and he held his head high, as if he was looking down at the ants.

"I am..."

"Blood Pond Yuta."

What appeared in the pupil was a strange one-character symbol, and the original black pupil was dyed crimson in an instant, and the blood-like red exuded a trembling aura, making people chill.

"I finally see you, Uchiha Shisui."

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