National fitness

"Speaking of eating, I seem to keep forgetting to tell you what you need to pay attention to during your workout."

Xin Ran thought to herself: It's been two weeks, can I be more reliable.

The two casually found a Chinese restaurant downstairs that still had seats, and the two sat together to chat while ordering food.

This is the first time they have eaten together since they met.

The gym is in the business district, there are not many small restaurants nearby, and most of them in the shopping mall are not cheap, so Yan Yan and the others usually have limited choices.

Usually, I will choose one of the stir-fried dishes, the dumplings next door, the seafood stewed noodles opposite, and the fast food next door opposite.

Taking Xinran today is no exception. After asking his opinion, I finally decided to eat here.

Yan Yan played with the empty cup in his hand, and asked Xin Ran:

"How do you usually eat?"

"... Just eat whatever you want?"

"I knew I couldn't ask you anything here." Yan Yan shook his head resignedly and said, "You are different from those who lose weight. You don't need to avoid food, but you must consciously consume more protein."

"How much is too much?"

"I eat four eggs a day, but I only eat one egg yolk. Coach Li and the others eat six eggs a day, and they have to drink extra eggs." Yan Yan looked at Xin Ran, "It depends on your goal is to become my yolk." How about this, or practice like them?"

"I haven't figured out what it's going to be like - but it certainly can't be as dramatic as they are."

"Okay," Yan Yan smiled, "then just take me as your ideal type."

Xin Ran smiled, but her heart skipped a beat, thinking: Isn't she her ideal type?

Yan Yan handed the menu to Xin Ran: "Would you like to order?"

Xin Ran waved his hand and didn't answer it, anyway, even if he turned the menu to pieces, he couldn't see why.

"You can order, I really eat casually."

Yan Yan saw that he was serious and didn't seem to be polite, so he didn't refuse, and began to report the name of the dish:

"Scrambled eggs with leeks?"

"Don't eat leeks."

"Is that so, the shredded pork with celery?"

"No celery."

"Okay, cilantro beef?"

"Don't eat cilantro."

"...Then let me take a look. Let me order a cold dish first, three shredded cold dishes?"

"Don't eat carrots."

Yan Yan closed the menu and looked directly at Xin Ran: "Are you serious?"

Xin Ran, who was sitting opposite him, didn't answer in a hurry, but slowly wiped the table in front of him clean, and kindly helped him wipe his face as well.

After wiping, she propped her chin and looked at him with a fearless expression.

Very confidently said: "Seriously."

Yan Yan finally knew how Xin Ran's lean bar was cultivated, and said speechlessly:

"Is this also called eating 'very casually'?"

"Well... whatever you order, there will always be something I won't eat, that's what it means."

In the end, Yan Yan could only hand over the menu, thinking: If I knew it earlier, I would go to the noodle restaurant opposite, and finish with one bowl per person.

The waiter next to their table had stood there awkwardly for a while, and Xin Ran couldn't act anymore, so he took the menu and looked at it, and reluctantly started the arduous task of ordering.

He ordered a bowl of steamed eggs with shiitake mushrooms for each of them, another order of shredded potatoes, and another order of dry-stir-fried green beans. After thinking about it, he added a coriander beef.

After the food was served, Yan Yan asked him why he wanted to eat again?

He looked at Yan Yan with mentally handicapped eyes, and said that he could pick out the coriander and only eat meat.

Yan Yan scooped up a full bowl of rice, handed it to him, and asked:

"What else do you not want to eat?"

"Well... except for the ones just now, I don't eat kohlrabi, zheergen, bitter gourd, wax gourd, ginger, and the kind whose soup is red...what is it called? Donghan vegetable? I don't know. I don't drink milk, The yogurt is barely, as long as it doesn’t taste like yogurt, well, I don’t like soup either—except tomato soup. No dog meat.”

Xin Ran was a little ashamed to see such a big bowl of rice, but he took it honestly. After talking a lot, he thought about it carefully and added:

"For fruit, don't eat papaya and durian."

Yan Yan was stunned, and the corner of his mouth twitched and asked:

"I might as well ask you what you want to eat."

Xin Ran held the bowl in one hand and the vegetables in the other. When talking, she didn't chew anything, and said indifferently:

"It's much better now than when I was a child. If you insist on me eating these dishes, I can still eat two bites."

Yan Yan noticed the small details that Xin Ran showed, and reluctantly pulled up his impression of Xin Ran in his heart:

"I don't like soup either. But I'm not picky, so I can make ends meet."

"The kind that you can sleep with something to feed? That's really easy to feed."

Yan Yan thinks that he is eloquent, and he never suffers from bickering, but why has he always been a bit weaker since he got acquainted with Xin Ran?

Xin Ran felt full after eating a little.Some people eat a lot after exercising, but he is just the opposite. In addition to the hot weather, he basically has no appetite.

Yan Yan, on the other hand, was still picking up meat scraps to eat.

Xin Ran didn't urge him, just propped his chin and watched him eat, occasionally picking up two chopsticks.

He has always thought that Yan Yan is a very stable young man, and when he occasionally shows a little bit of a big boy, he actually finds it a little cute.

——I can't imagine what kind of psychological activities Yan Yan will have if he knows that he will also be called cute one day.

The next day is Monday again, and Xin Ran has to come to class tomorrow, but his initial strong resistance to fitness has eased a lot, especially when Yan Yan took him to train, the time often passed very quickly. quick.

After saying goodbye to Yan Yan after dinner, Xin Ran unlocked a shared bicycle and rode back to school leisurely.

When he arrived at the faculty dormitory, he sent Yan Yan a text message.

On the other side, Yan Yan didn't have a chance to take out his mobile phone at all, and was blocked by the aunt who came to class when he was still at the elevator entrance-his class time from 07:30 to 09:30 tonight was reserved by that aunt.

Although it was still a few minutes before the class time, the aunt could not wait to urge him to go to the private teaching hall, and said that she had already warmed up—poor Yan Shaoxia just had dinner.

It wasn't until 09:30 when get out of class was over, and after a long meal by the aunt, it was nearly ten o'clock after taking a shower, that he had time to take out his mobile phone to take a look.

Then I was quite surprised to see Xin Ran's text message, which was sent shortly after dinner:

"Young man, see you tomorrow."

Yan Yan typed quickly to reply:

"Being tortured and hungry by the aunt."

Xin Ran was tired all afternoon, and at the moment, wrapped in a quilt with the air conditioner blowing, she was totally indifferent to work, and lay on the bed playing with her mobile phone, so the news came back very quickly:

"Thank you aunt, otherwise you will blame me for not eating enough."

It was rare for Yan Yan to sit in the office obediently and play with his mobile phone with his head down. The two chatted back and forth, and even Li Wei found this scene very fresh.

Time passed quickly, and it was time to get off work in a flash. Yan Yan replied excitedly:

"It's 10:30! Off work!!"

Xin Ran still replied to him in seconds:

"Slip away!!!"

Yan Yan smirked while holding the phone, typed "see you tomorrow" and sent it, raised his head and met Li Wei's "I understand" eyes.

Li Wei winked at Yan Yan, and made a gesture to grab his cell phone:

"It's good to be young—do you have a photo of your girlfriend? Show your brother a respectful look?"

"It's not what you think."

Yan Yan's heart skipped a beat when he heard the word "girlfriend", and quickly threw the phone into the bag, and hurriedly started to pack things.

"Don't be embarrassed," Li Wei said with his eyebrows trembling, "If you can hide like this, then she must be a beauty."

Yan Yan paused his hands when he heard the words, unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, and thought: She is really a beauty.

...whatever it is.

"By the way, Coach Li," Yan Yan suddenly looked at Li Wei thoughtfully, "Do you still have Xin Ran's photo...?"

"What photo?"

"That's right, uh," he stammered, not knowing why he asked this, "It's just those few photos that were kept for body comparison later, do you still... keep them?"

"Oh that," Li Wei nodded, "I deleted it after I sent it to you, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing!" Yan Yan suddenly felt relieved in his heart, "I accidentally deleted it, so I have to make it up next time, hahaha."

Now, I am the only one who keeps those few photos of Xin Ran.

...that's nothing to be happy about.

Yan Yan greeted several coaches and was about to get off work. When passing by the storage rack, he stared at the water glass on it for a few seconds, and then took out the earphones from his bag.

City C is a city that never sleeps, and she has a different charm at night.

In this bustling and noisy area, the big shopping malls are about to close, but the small vendors have just set up their stalls. The lights along the street illuminate the sky with colorful colors, and the shouting, talking and laughing at the food stalls are even more endless.

There are still all kinds of people on the road, quietly showing their true souls in every lively night.

There are many people who are alone, they come and go in a hurry, as if escaping the noise around them, trying to make themselves not so lonely.

Yan Yan is also single, but he is very leisurely.

The big boy was carrying his bag on his back, wearing earphones, and the earphone cable was looped around the back of his neck. He was walking out of the business district that was gradually sleeping, and striding towards the bustling alley that had just woken up.

This is the only way he must go back to school after get off work, and it is only a dozen or twenty minutes to walk back slowly.

"Happy Potatoes—let's have one, handsome guy!"

"Roasted gluten--roasted gluten--"

"Stinky tofu—"

“BBQ BBQ—”

There are all kinds of food stalls on the trails close to the university town, which are very lively, and the "snack street" has even become a characteristic label of the university city in C city.

In the past, Yan Yan would never stop when he passed by here. He went straight through the noisy sounds, leaving only his own quietness, and walked slowly back to the dormitory.

He never felt uncomfortable walking alone.

But at this moment, intimate young couples on the side of the road are feeding each other, and students who come out to party are in groups.

For some reason, Yan Yan, who has always been able to ignore these things, suddenly had an idea: It would be great if someone could accompany him on this road that he is already familiar with.

Or settle for the next best thing... a little "other" voice around is also fine.

"Hey?"

"Ah, are you asleep?"

Before Yan Yan had time to think about why he would think of Xin Ran when he mentioned "others", the other end had already picked up the phone.

"Not yet, what's the matter?"

At 45:[-], Xin Ran finished washing and was yawning and getting ready to go to bed early when he heard the phone buzzing and vibrating, and the word "Young Xia" lit up on the screen. Gone.

"...It's nothing, just to ask if you forgot to bring your water glass?" Yan Yan thought for a while and said, "I'm walking and it's not convenient to send a message, so I called here."

"Water glass?" Xin Ran looked at the folded small desk, where his own water glass was well placed, "I brought it."

"Really." Yan Yan unconsciously picked the fabric with his hands in his trouser pockets, "Then what I saw might be your same water glass."

Xin Ran clicked his tongue, plugged in the earphones, submerged himself in the fluffy quilt, only showed one face, and said in a calm tone as much as possible:

"Then do I have to change a belt tomorrow? It will be embarrassing if I take it wrong."

When Yan Yan heard him say "come tomorrow", the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

The wonderful nervousness when I just dialed the phone disappeared in an instant, and I just thought that I suddenly wanted to chat with Xin Ran.

"I thought you were going to say 'then don't bring it' and just come and use it on my paper cup."

"Young man, can you give me such a constructive opinion earlier?" Xin Ran smiled, "By the way, can you give me the bottom line, what shall we practice tomorrow?"

"Hmm...where does it hurt?"

Xin Ran rolled on the bed and really felt sore all over, so she said:

"It hurts everywhere."

Yan Yan was not surprised to hear this answer, anyway, he always couldn't find a reason from Xin Ran's mouth.

"Then why don't you just ask for a vacation? Don't make trouble, answer honestly."

"...wait for me to feel it."

Xin Ran vaguely recalled the first time he "met" Yan Yan, he heard his voice before seeing him. At that time, he felt that the young man's voice was deep and deep, which was very nice.

On the phone at this moment, a sentence of "don't make trouble" that was not only low and low, but also with a smile made his ears red.

Yan Yan walked into the school unknowingly. He listened to the sound from the phone, like the sound of a quilt rubbing against each other.

He passed the gymnasium, the auditorium, walked along the boulevard, and passed several buildings—he looked up at the second teaching building, which was the largest building in the school, where most of the students' public classes were held.

The tall bell tower is still majestic in the night.

Of course, Yan Yan at this time didn't know that Xin Ran was actually living in the staff dormitory not far behind the Second Teaching, and now it was only a few hundred meters away from him.

Yan Yan walked in the thin wind on a hot summer night and asked:

"How do you feel?"

"I'll roll and see which parts of my body are not working properly."

Xin Ran's words are true, his feet may not hurt now, of course he can't just tell Yan Yan like this - it sounds too much like acting like a baby, so he said honestly:

"Legs, buttocks, waist, stomach, shoulders—all hurt. What should I do, train my brain tomorrow?"

"You really hurt everywhere." Yan Yan smiled when he thought of Xin Ran who would have to lie down for a while after practicing for a while, "Can't you still practice chest, let's just do it."

Xin Ran, who thought she had touched all over her body, was at a loss for a moment.

Yes, brother can also practice chest muscles.

"You haven't gone back yet?"

Yan Yan turned on the bedroom light.After the exam yesterday morning, the three roommates went home in a hurry, and he was the only one in the dormitory who applied for staying in school.He replied Xin Ran:

"Just arrived. Wait for me, I'll go wash up first."

"okay."

Xin Ran looked at the call time, from the time Yan Yan called him to the present, the two have chatted for almost 10 minutes.He thought that Yan Yan would hang up the phone after he went back - but he didn't.

Xin Ran used to have a hard time understanding people who like to "talk on the phone", especially in the information age, when things that can be solved by sending a message are generally not on the phone.

Especially those who can talk on the phone for an hour or two are simply not of the same species as him.

But now, listening to Yan Yan's voice, he suddenly felt that he was really communicating with "people", instead of looking at the text in the dialog box where it was difficult to distinguish the true feelings, trying to think about what kind of emoji he should reply .

Xin Ran's college roommate also often talked with his girlfriend on the phone until midnight, and was forced to hang up the phone until he was finally attacked by other people in the dormitory.

He was really puzzled at that time, how could there be so much talk between people?

So Xin Ran's feeling is a bit subtle now.

No one spoke on the other end of the phone, and he was just quietly waiting for another person's voice to ring again, but even so, it was a special sweet experience for him.

Young love... Is this the taste of young love?

Xin Ran was in a trance when suddenly there was movement on the other end of the phone.

Yan Yan turned on the light of the phone, rubbed the earphones together casually, stretched out his long hands, threw them together on the upper bed, and then went to turn off the lights.

Yan Yan climbed onto the bed, put on the earphones again, set the air conditioner again, sighed comfortably, and called the person on the other end of the phone softly:

"Well, I'm back."

Xin Ran's nervousness of talking on the phone with his ideal type has passed, and the drowsiness swept over him again, and his voice was a little lazy.

"Well, the bed is still comfortable."

When Yan Yan came back from the wash, he found that the phone hadn't been hung up, and he was a little happy. Now that he heard the phrase "I'm back", he felt even more satisfied, as if someone was really waiting for him by his side.

"Oh?" Xin Ran laughed listening to his comfortable voice, "I thought Young Xia was a person who didn't like wasting time in bed."

Yan Yan nestled comfortably on the bed, disapproving of Xin Ran's teasing, humming:

"Is there such a person in the world?"

"Because you're very energetic every time I see you." Xin Ran simply closed her eyes, "Only a late-stage lazy cancer patient like me can't get up once I fall on the bed."

"You also know that you are about to die of laziness?" Yan Yan smiled, "This classmate is very self-aware."

Xin Ran, who hadn't been called a "classmate" for many years, was still not used to hearing this title again, but thinking that he was indeed Yan Yan's student, he didn't raise any objections.

"I know I was wrong, and I will never change it."

The air conditioners on both sides were whistling, and both of them were obviously sleepy, but no one asked to hang up the phone.

So we chatted without saying a word, and the night gradually deepened.

The next morning.

Xin Ran felt that something was wrapped around her neck, and then woke up and found that it was the headphone cable.He pulled the headphone cable and dragged the phone over to look. Although the call was hung up last night, there was an unread text message:

"I don't know that there are hundreds of minutes of calls in your mobile phone plan, but mine has been used up anyway."

Xin Ran didn't know what to say for a moment.

He and Yan Yan fell asleep on the phone yesterday?Didn't hang up all night?

strange.

Although Yan Yan was no less surprised than him.

Xin Ran slid open the screen and texted Yan Yan back:

"I'm still relatively rich, and another call is enough."

After Xin Ran washed up, she picked up her phone again, and there was a string of "ha" and a sentence of "see you later" on the text message interface.

He went to the balcony door and pulled the curtains, and the scorching sun instantly filled the room.

——It’s another beautiful day.