Male God’s Freestyle Flirting

It turned out that it was already the first.

It turned out that there was only the last 400 meters left.

Han Yu heaved a sigh of relief, and was about to turn his head to say to Tang Xia, "I'll be there soon", but when he glanced at it, he saw the girl beside him tilted!

His pupils constricted suddenly!

"Tang Xia!"

"ah-"

The first cry belonged to Han Yu, and the second cry belonged to the onlookers.

On the runway, Tang Xia was like a leaf blown by the wind, her legs were too weak to support her own weight, and she fell face down.

"boom!"

The girl fell heavily, and Han Yu didn't know if she tripped accidentally or if she was really exhausted. Anyway, when he came back to his senses, Tang Xia's knee hit the red plastic track, and the palm of his hand Wiping all the way forward on the ground, there were two **** wounds.

At that time, she couldn't feel the pain anymore, she just wanted to lie on the ground regardless of her image, sleep for a while, and then talk about it after a while.

Her breathing was not smooth, as if someone was pinching her neck with a hand, and her stomach was in a tizzy. If it wasn't for the fact that she didn't eat much at noon, Tang Xia probably would have vomited it up on the spot.

Teacher Luo next to him was taken aback, and after yelling, he froze in place, unable to move.

The entire playground suddenly fell into a dead silence. Everyone who participated and did not participate stopped their movements, staring blankly at the girl who fell down unexpectedly.

It seemed to last for a long time, but it was only a few seconds.

The first person to react was Han Yu.

The boy saw Tang Xia's bloodless face, it was so pale.

Feeling a stabbing pain in his heart, the next moment, he bent down and squatted down, reaching out to wrap her around her.

Gently turning Tang Xia's body, Han Yu noticed that her forehead was also bruised, probably because of the posture in which she fell.

The young man wrapped his arms around the girl's shoulders, and stretched his other hand through the popliteal area behind her slightly bent knees. Then he gritted his teeth and hugged Tang Xia's entire princess.

She was so tired that she couldn't move.

She nestled so obediently in his arms, her head was leaning against his chest weakly, her eyes opened and closed, but her sight was not focused.

But in a daze, Tang Xia still knew who was holding her.

Who else but him?

The familiar fragrance of soap, the familiar rhythm of the heartbeat, the familiar... the reassuring dependence.

Zou Ziyu, who was standing beside Teacher Luo, stared at him, and obviously wanted to look away, but for some reason, he stared at the boy who was tightly holding the girl in his arms, unwilling to part with it.

Yu Man was also in the crowd, covering her mouth in shock. She suddenly recalled that at the beginning of the semester, Tang Xia was accidentally kicked in the head by Han Yu's football, and it was the same scene now.

Sometimes, life always has amazing similarities.

At that time, although the young man had a sympathetic heart, he carried Tang Xia on his back and rushed to the infirmary immediately. But at this time, they were already best friends, and he even hugged her to make the most timely response.

Yu Man's impression of Han Yu was neither good nor bad, but suddenly, she felt that Tang Xia's possession of Han Yu might really be something she could... rest assured.

Accidents on the sports field are actually very common. Everyone was relieved after recovering from the initial shock.

Teacher Luo turned to Zou Ziyu: "Go to the infirmary with Han Yu and the others."

As soon as the words finished, Zou Ziyu didn't even have time to nod, but suddenly heard another commotion around her!

The crowd unanimously exclaimed again!

Zou Ziyu was stunned, and turned his head at the same time as Teacher Luo.

Both of them were shocked!

Han Yu actually...

He hugged Tang Xia and started running on the track again!

No one expected such a scene to happen, the shock and bewilderment engraved on their faces were the same stroke by stroke.

Qi Hui couldn't help shouting - "What are you doing, Han Yu!"

Shouldn't Tang Xia be taken to the infirmary at this time? Why are you still running?

He couldn't figure it out, or everyone on the playground couldn't figure it out.

But Han Yu was stubborn, even though his figure was in a mess, and his feet stumbled, he still took one step firmly, one step after another.

Although Tang Xia was thin, he still weighed several dozen catties. Although he was a boy with good arm strength, he was still underage.

However, after running 100 meters, the young man was panting from exhaustion, and the glistening sweat on his forehead slid down the bridge of his straight nose, stayed slightly on the white and clean chin, and then dripped onto Tang Xia's eyelids.

The girl frowned and opened her eyes lightly.

What caught my eye was Han Yu's always handsome face.

I really can't get tired of watching it.

Tang Xia bent her lips and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I...I'm really tired..."

"It's okay," Han Yu always gave her the fastest and most reassuring response. Then, he lowered his head, his eyes were so clear from the sweat, the seriousness hit her heart hard, "I promised you, I want to run with you To the end."

He paused and took a deep breath, as if trying to gather the strength to persevere.

"There are only more than 300 meters left, let's... take the first place together, shall we?"

Tang Xia said "Mmm", feeling inexplicably moved, which made her nose sour.

"Then you, hurry up."

Han Yu smiled, and suddenly tightened his arms around the girl.

Tang Xia was stunned for a second, and after a while, the hand that had been obediently placed on her chest finally gently grabbed the clothes on Han Yu's chest.

The T-shirt had long been soaked in hot sweat, and it was sticky against the boy's lean chest.

Tang Xia could easily touch his skin, it was scorching hot.

The wind suddenly picked up.

The girl squinted her eyes, and saw Han Yu's braids were untied, and the flowing hair was parted in mid-air. The reckless behavior that only belonged to the youthful age.

Oh, it's not the wind getting stronger, it's him... speeding up.

Tang Xia came to her senses, and her consciousness gradually became clear.

The exclamation around him didn't stop, and even became more crazy because of Han Yu's sudden sprint.

She gripped his collar tightly, as hard as he was holding him.

She heard his heavy breathing, every breath was like a sharp knife cutting her nerves, making her keep asking herself—

Are you worthy of his treatment? Should you give back equally?

While he was in a daze, someone among the onlookers suddenly started applauding.

The applause was not loud at first, but after a few seconds, it became a huge applause.

At this moment, no one was stingy with their applause.

They saw the boy's sweaty but persistent face, which was extraordinarily delicate, but compared to the words "good-looking" and "perfect" used to describe it, the boy at this moment is truly "handsome".

"Handsome" that only men can match.

The applause stopped at the moment when the women's 5,000-meter event ushered in the first place.

Because when Han Yu crossed the finish line, he knelt down.