Marshmallows are sweet and so are you

Chapter 16 I invite you today

"If it was 1500, I wouldn't be so worried. No one signed up for [-]. I was transferred there, but I haven't run long-distance running in sports meetings... What about you, do you want to participate?"

The girl didn't know that her starry eyes had already revealed her expectations.

"I don't have one," the boy shook his head lazily, his hair was messed up by the evening wind, he looked a bit embarrassed and cute, "I came with my roommate, this is our school's last year male 3000 M champion."

"Wow formidable!"

Wen Jiu followed Song Qianyu's eyes to look at the muscular man who had already started running, and then turned his gaze back. Unexpectedly, Song Qianyu's roommate was such a powerful person.

"He is a sports student, and he came to our major after changing his major. There was a person in our dormitory last year who didn't report that there was an empty bed. He just came in. Don't chat, or you won't be able to take a shower when you return to the dormitory late." Song Qian Yu raised his hand, a faint mint smell spread in the air, probably the smell of laundry detergent, sniffed the warm wine greedily, and nodded.

"Come on, I'll accompany you."

Speaking of Song Qianyu, he grabbed his wrist. The girl's wrist was very thin, and people dared not hold it hard, as if they were worried that using more force would hurt her.

Wen Jiu was stunned for a moment, his face blushed, but he still ran beside him.

Seeing her keep up, Song Qianyu let go of his hand, and subconsciously ran to the outer runway, leaving the inside for Wen Jiu.

Running beside Song Qianyu, and on the playground of the university, he looks very much like a boyfriend who accompanies a girl to practice...

This idea was a bit too bold, Wen Jiu's breathing was disordered, and the two had just run across a straight road.

Wen Jiu put on the music in the bluetooth to restrain his attention and drive away those messy thoughts.

Song Qianyu was a little flustered, he suppressed his steps, and made it easier for Wen Jiu to follow.

The music in the earphones was playing, but when Wen Jiu passed by the muscular man, he couldn't help but hear the sound of choking.

Every day after that, Wen Jiu and Song Qianyu would appear on the playground as scheduled. Occasionally, Yu Nantian asked if Wen Jiu wanted to accompany her, but she clearly refused. This feeling was like two people As if they had secrets belonging to each other, Song Qianyu kept accommodating to the speed of warming the wine. Wenjiu plugged his earphones in the middle, and adjusted his breathing at his own speed while listening to the song. Song Qianyu followed outside, worrying about himself It will affect her own frequency, just like being one step behind her, she really looks like a flower protector.

Wen Jiu's physical fitness has always been good. After training for the past few days, her speed has become much faster. Just by listening to her breathing, she can tell that she is not struggling so much anymore.

Every time after running, Song Qianyu likes to go to the supermarket to get a bottle of iced cola, and warm wine, following behind him, silently grabs a bottle of Wangzai milk.

Today, there is one day before the sports meeting. Both Song Qianyu and Wen Jiu knew that there should be no more training the day before the competition, but the two of them still came to the playground with selfish motives.

The lights are still dim, and the playground is lazy. There are obviously fewer people running today. Most of them are young couples sitting on the playground chatting or getting together.

Wen Jiu saw that lonely but good-looking figure from a distance, she ran towards him, then stood quietly beside him, raised her head to look at him.

The difference between 1.8 meters five and 1.6 meters made up a lovely height difference. Wen Jiu stared at the heart-wrenching face, waiting for him to speak.

"Stop jogging today." Song Qianyu swallowed, his Adam's apple visibly moved, a little sexy, but he didn't notice this seductive movement, so he spoke.

Looking at Song Qianyu's Adam's apple at Wenjiu's altitude of 1.6 meters, his neck is beautiful, perhaps because of his thinness, his Adam's apple is very clear, making Wenjiu... want to touch it.

But she just thought about it this way, she didn't have the courage, and just as she was thinking, a big hand fell on her forehead and talked lightly.

"What do you think?"

Song Qianyu just pretended to be warm wine and stared at one place in a daze, not paying attention to where she was staring.

"I didn't think about anything, I was a little worried about tomorrow's game."

Wen Jiu talked about other things, but her ears turned red. Fortunately, the light was dim, so she couldn't see clearly.

"When will the competition be held tomorrow? Is there an announcement?" Song Qianyu looked at Wen Jiu's well-behaved appearance, and wanted to reach out to touch her head, but fearing that it would scare her, he put his hands behind his back.

"Will you come to see tomorrow afternoon?" Wen Jiu's starry eyes revealed her expectation, Song Qianyu smiled lowly.

"You want me to come, so I will."

No one said whether to come or not, but the two seemed to have reached a consensus.

"Would you like to take a walk on the playground." Standing together, there was always a suspicion of entanglement in breathing. Wen Jiu brushed his hair embarrassedly, and then looked at the crowd in the playground.

Song Qianyu stretched out his hand and made a gentleman's "please" gesture, and then followed her.

"Do you want to go to the supermarket?" Wen Jiu yelled after walking around, there were not many people on the playground, only a couple hugging each other in the dark, walking here, in an ambiguous environment, There is always a feeling of awkwardness.

"Let's go."

Wen Jiu walked in front of Song Qianyu, took two cans of iced Coke from the refrigerator, then turned his head and shook Song Qianyu.

"I invite you today." Even if Wen Jiu didn't explain, Song Qianyu understood what she meant, and Song Qianyu nodded handsomely.

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Warm wine is awakened by stomach pain in the morning.

Last night, I drank a can of iced Coke blissfully before going to bed. How could I have thought that the days were not counted properly, and today just caught up with my menstrual cycle.

Wen Jiu clutched her stomach and ran to the bathroom, looking obviously pale and decadent. After a while, she came back from the bathroom clutching her stomach, lying on the table weakly.

Wen Jiu was very noisy just now, and Yu Nantian and Lian Shi, who were still in the dormitory, had already been woken up, and saw Wen Jiu lying on the table with a weak look.

"Wen Xiaojiu, what's wrong with you?"

The two people in the dormitory knew that there was a project for Wenjiu this afternoon. Seeing Wenjiu like this, it was not suitable for the competition anyway.

"Dysmenorrhea, do you have painkillers?" Wen Jiu's voice was muffled, and her voice was already soft, so it sounded like she was being coquettish, but her uncomfortable appearance really made people feel distressed.

"Shi Lei should have it, let me ask for you, do you want some hot water?" Lian Shi climbed off the bed while talking, Yu Nantian slept late last night, and was not fully awake yet, rubbing Rubbing his eyes and frowning, he sat up from the bed, took the remote control of the air conditioner, and turned off the air conditioner.

Warming the wine like this, it must have caught a cold. Although the dormitory is too hot, the air conditioner is not suitable for running any longer.

Shi Lei took the cup of warm wine and made her a cup of hot water, and then sent a message to ask Shi Lei where her painkillers were. She put the water cup and painkillers on the table, and then poked Wen liquor.

"You should take your medicine first. If it's really not good for the game in the afternoon, I'll go and ask you if you can make a substitution."

Warm wine covered his stomach, his small face was almost wrinkled, he drank half a glass of water, and took the medicine, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, which made people feel distressed.

(End of this chapter)