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Chapter 44 Heartbeat in the Darkness
In Fu Chen's memory,
Shen Qingyu is a person who cries easily.

Being bullied by Shen Qinghe, she cried,
I lose the game and cry,

I didn't do well in the exam and cried.

Anyway, it's just a little crying bag.

But she was hurt this time, and she didn't cry.

Even though the pain was severe, he gritted his teeth and endured it without shedding a single tear.

Obviously it is she who suffers,
But in the end she was the one who persuaded him.

This kid has really grown up.

"I'll help you eliminate the inflammation first! It might hurt, so bear with it." Fu Chen took out iodophor and medical cotton swabs to help her deal with the scalded back of her hand.

The moment the cotton swab was stained with iodophor and touched the back of her hand, she let out a "hiss", her brows were furrowed in pain, her eye circles were red, she bit her lips tightly, her face showed pain, and her hands trembled slightly.

"Be patient a little longer, it will be fine soon." Fu Chen tried his best to keep his hands light, and the cotton swab slowly stroked the back of her hand.

"Sister Qingqing, I bought the burn ointment." Xu Yingying almost ran back, her face flushed and she was out of breath.

Fu Chen took the scald ointment in her hand, and just unscrewed the lid, when the voice of the staff suddenly came from the door——

"Mr. Shen, prepare here, the competition is about to begin."

At this moment, Fu Chen was half squatting in front of her, holding the burn ointment in his hand, his worried eyes fell on her hand.

No matter how you look at it, it is a very misleading picture.

With the door clearly closed, people outside can't see what's going on inside.

But Shen Qingyu was subconsciously guilty, afraid of being bumped into by others, blushing, and stammered: "Brother Fu Chen, I, I'll do it myself!"

Fu Chen didn't seem to hear, he held her palm in his palm.

Perhaps because of the burn, Shen Qingyu only felt that the temperature of her palm was slightly higher than usual.

But the temperature of his palm is just as hot.

Because of the pain in her hand, she squinted her eyes, bit her lip, curled her fingertips subconsciously, and held his hand tightly.

Fu Chen's heart trembled, and his slender fingertips also trembled slightly.

For a moment, he also wanted to hold her hand tightly.

……

Shen Qingyu once again stood on the final stage.

This time, with a dazzling light, she greeted the enthusiastic cheers and screams of the audience, attracting all the attention.

The commentator is excitedly introducing her amazing performance in the qualifiers, and is also looking forward to her high spirits today.

After the previous qualifiers, there were five people who entered the finals.

This time it is still the total score of the ten shots, and the one with the highest score wins.

The four people in front have shot their first results, and the best result so far is the eight rings.

[Here we come, it's finally our shooting goddess' turn. 】

[Don't ask, it's all right, close your eyes and you'll be the Nine Rings!Open your eyes and see the ten rings! 】

[I even buy Karma!The goddess is going to attack my heart again. 】

Jiang Yun'er was sneering to herself at the moment.

If you are injured and don't retire, you have to play with the injury.

All right!Since you are willing to make a fool of yourself in public, you asked for it!

What nine rings and ten rings, I'm afraid I can't even touch one ring today!

Shen Qingyu held the longbow in his left hand, pressed the arrow on the string, and pulled the bow with a little force.

She clearly felt the double pain caused by the pulling of the skin on the back of her hand.

The pain seemed to take away all the strength in her hand at once.

Her left hand was in severe pain and trembling, and she couldn't use any strength.

She took several deep breaths, drew the bow vigorously again, and aimed at the target.

The pain was indeed constantly distracting her attention, but she still tried her best to bear it.

As soon as his right hand was released, the arrow flew out quickly.

Only three rings!

This result surprised everyone, took a breath, and felt a little disappointed.

The barrage area also pointed fingers because of her unsatisfactory performance.

[Where is the promised archery goddess? 】

[Fuck!I am not wrong, right!Why only three rings? 】

[Isn't it?Has Shen Qingyu been pierced by a soul? 】

Of course, some netizens also supported Shen Qingyu.

[Who said a goddess can't make mistakes? 】

[Miss Sister may have been too nervous just now, and she hasn't entered the mood yet! 】

[Everyone upstairs, don't rush to scold, the young lady's hand seems to be injured. 】

[I saw it too, her left hand was red. 】

[Miss sister is not performing properly because of her hand injury. 】

The camera at this moment happened to cut to Shen Qingyu's left profile, and some attentive viewers immediately noticed her left hand.

The commentator obviously noticed it too, and quickly said a few words: "Shen Qingyu's left hand seems to be injured, which obviously affects her performance. Just now, she only got the third ring result in the first ring, I hope she can overcome the pain , create a miracle, let us all wait and see."

"Come on Qingqing!"

"Come on, Shen Qingyu!!"

"Goddess, you are the best!!"

Their encouragement and shouts came from the auditorium.

Shen Qingyu raised her hands, put them on top of her head, and made a gesture of "compassion" to express her gratitude to everyone.

Every arrow that followed, no matter how uncomfortable or painful it was, Shen Qingyu always maintained a serious and focused attitude and tried her best.

Although missed the gold medal.

But her final arrow of nine rings still poked everyone's hearts, and won the bronze medal with the third overall score.

Her unremitting attitude won applause from the audience.

……

Today's game is over.

Shen Qingyu hasn't left the sports center yet.

She is waiting for Fu Chen.

Wait until dark.

Until Fu Chen finished his work and sent her a message.

She received the news that the two just met at the stairs.

"Brother Fu Chen." Wearing a mask, Shen Qingyu poked her head out and looked around, making sure that no one else was present near the stairs, so she boldly ran up to him.

Fu Chen checked her hand again: "How is your hand? Does it still hurt?"

She shook her head, smiling: "It still hurts a little, but it's not that painful anymore."

The two went downstairs together.

Fu Chen stopped suddenly: "Stand still, don't move."

Shen Qingyu: "??"

He walked down a step, although the step he was standing on was one level lower than hers, but since he was one head higher than Shen Qingyu, he was almost at eye level with her now.

The lighting of the stairs is voice-activated.

Because the footsteps stopped, the lights dimmed.

In the dark stairs, she could only faintly see the outline of Fu Chen's face.

She was breathing nervously, her heart beating faster.

It was because she didn't know what he was going to do that made her even more nervous.

"Qingqing..." As soon as he said, the soft light fell on them, and the two figures were reflected on the steps.

Fu Chen wore a hat to block the light above his head.

Shen Qingyu responded in a low voice: "Huh?"

He reached up and took the hat off and put it on her head, his fingertips on the back of her head, helping her adjust the size of the hat.

"I shouldn't be recognized by people wearing a mask." She thought he was worried that she would be recognized, so he helped her put the hat on.

He smiled: "This is the coronation of the champion!"

"Huh?" What stuff?
He explained: "Your performance on the field today, even if you didn't win the gold medal, in my heart, you are already the champion!"

Shen Qingyu's entire face was burning hot, but fortunately he was wearing a mask, so he couldn't tell.

Her heart was pounding, thumping, as if it was about to jump out.

She was very happy and very excited.

She knew that he was afraid that she would disappoint herself if she didn't get the gold medal today, so he wanted to encourage her in this way.

But for her, Fu Chen,
He is the male god in her mind.

It was what she wanted all her life.

The lights dimmed again because of the silence of the moment.

She subconsciously grabbed his wrist in the dark: "Brother Fu Chen! I'm afraid of the dark!"

Fu Chen's heart trembled, and he swallowed nervously.

The next second, he mustered up the courage to hold her hand.

The lights came on again, Fu Chen walked ahead, holding her hand tightly, and walked downstairs.

His heart was beating very fast.

But his steps were very slow.

Can't wait to stop time at this moment.

She lowered her eyes subconsciously, staring at their tightly held hands, the temperature in each other's palms was heating up.

There was a slight smile on her lips.

Fu Chen, who turned his back to her, also smiled.

Fu Chen asked, "When are you going back?"

"The day after tomorrow!"

"Didn't you already finish the game?" He only found a colleague to change shifts for one day, and he was going back tonight.

"There will be a team competition tomorrow."

"Do you still have games?" If so, he thought about asking for leave tomorrow.

She explained: "No, the program group stipulates that one person can only apply for two items, so I will be an ordinary audience tomorrow. Brother Fu Chen, when are you going back?"

"I have to go back now." Since she didn't have a match tomorrow, Fu Chen didn't plan to keep it.

"Ah?" Shen Qingyu's eyes revealed disappointment.

Fu Chen saw the disappointment in her eyes, pinched her face, and coaxed her: "When you come back the day after tomorrow, we can meet again."

"Oh, I see!"

He reminded: "You must not get your hands wet, and remember to apply medicine, so as not to get infected."

"Okay! Doctor Fu, I will definitely follow the doctor's advice!!"

(End of this chapter)