I traveled through time and space into a yandere beautiful girl love game

The strong wind blew wildly in the greenhouse garden, raindrops fell everywhere, and soon the ground became wet.

The irrigation system of the greenhouse garden was protected from the erosion of rainwater, and was eventually damaged out of control. The water spout in the greenhouse garden sprayed a large amount of water upwards and mixed with the raindrops.

There was chaos in the greenhouse garden, and there was heavy wind and rain.

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Chapter 125 Life lies in movement

"Congratulations to classmate XXX for achieving No. 100 in the sophomore men's 1 meters."

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An announcement came on the radio, the names of the top three in the final were read out one after another, and the men's 100-meter final came to an end.

"Notice, notice, students participating in the women's 100-meter finals are asked to gather in the preparation area."

"Notice again..."

The excitement on the rubber track was about to continue. Gao Chaoyue walked across the green grass back to the duty station with a depressed face, and sat down next to Jiang Yuan with his arms crossed and a gloomy face.

Entering the finals is obviously a very happy thing, but why did it end up like this?

Even though I have worked so hard, I still can't get the ranking I want.

Gao Chaoyue was deeply hit.

"It's pretty good to be able to reach the finals. Although I'm in last place, I've already surpassed many people."

Jiang Yuan patted Gao Chaoyue on the shoulder. Although he couldn't see the runway surrounded by crowds from where he was sitting, the end position was clear. He saw Gao Chaoyue crossing the finish line last.

To be honest, it's a miracle that this guy can reach the finals. Six of the eight finals places are occupied by sports students.

If there were not a limited number of places for each class to participate in the competition, classes with more sports students would probably be able to monopolize the places in the finals.

Among a group of muscular athletes, Gao Chaoyue looked like a pretty boy with slender arms and legs.

"Are you so comforting?" Gao Chao rolled his eyes at Jiang Yuan. He was in a better mood. It was already good that he could reach the finals. At least it proved that he had grown a lot compared to last year. He asked: "Will you wait a moment?" Is there a competition?”

"High jump." Jiang Yuanchao glanced at a corner in the middle of the playground, where the soft mats for the high jump competition were being laid.

"High jump..." Gao Chaoyue leaned on the chair, clasped his hands behind his head, and stared blankly ahead. The atmosphere under the pergola became quiet. On the wall of the stand in the distance, a line of large white characters caught the eye-- "Life is movement".

At a certain moment, Gao Chaoyue's divergent eyes suddenly gathered and focused on a cool and beautiful woman walking straight this way.

"Hiss...it looks familiar...look again."

Gao Chaoyue rubbed his eyes, took a closer look, and found that it was not an illusion. There was indeed a cool and beautiful woman walking this way. The other party seemed to have seen this, with a smile on his face and a wave.

"F*ck!" Gao Chaoyue's eyes widened in shock. He turned to look at Jiang Yuan who had lowered his head and hadn't noticed the visitor. He covered his stomach and said, "Well... I have a little pain in my stomach. I'm going to the toilet and I'll be back soon." !”

"Stomachache?" Before Jiang Yuan could react, Gao Chaoyue had already run away quickly. What puzzled Jiang Yuan was that Gao Chaoyue ran to the side, and the bathroom was on the opposite side. Looking at his hurried escape, He looked like he was frightened.

Is there a ghost ahead?

Jiang Yuan frowned and looked forward. On the green lawn illuminated by the sun, a cool beauty was walking quickly behind a short-haired volunteer. The woman squinted her eyes. With a smile.

"Lie...!"

Almost swearing, Jiang Yuan raised his hand and tried to lift up his slipped glasses. He tried several times but failed.

Are your glasses shaking?

No...it's my hands that are shaking.

At this moment, he understood why Gao Chaoyue suddenly had a stomachache. His stomach gradually began to feel sour and gastric juice surged.

Grabbing the mineral water bottle on the side, Jiang Yuan took a sip to suppress the pain in his stomach, took a deep breath to calm down, then raised his head and stared fearlessly at the cool beauty who walked to the pergola.

"Sister, this is the student union's duty station on the playground." The short-haired girl led the way and then turned around and left.

"Thank you."

Jiang Li smiled and thanked her, but received no response. She squinted her eyes and turned to look at Jiang Yuan, who had a serious face in the pergola.

"Hi, miss me?"

"Why are you here? I remember I didn't invite you to the school sports meeting, right?"

Not only was he not invited, he was not told that the sports meeting was going to be held at all. The pain from last year was still fresh in his memory.

"What's your expression?" Jiang Li walked into the pergola as if there was no one around, sat down at the position where Gao Chao Leap was supposed to be, folded his arms and said, "I kindly came here to watch your game and cheer you on, why don't you still Don’t you appreciate it?”

Jiang Yuan pursed his lips and said nothing.

"When are you playing?"

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"When I walked over just now, I seemed to see someone running away. It looked familiar. Is it your friend? Did he go to the competition?"

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"Are you dumb?"

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Jiang Li frowned, hardened her fist, and punched Jiang Yuan's thigh violently. Jiang Yuan pressed her thigh in pain, and her glasses fell off. She looked fierce, snorted impatiently, and cursed ugly Said: "Don't be so shameless!"

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When Jiang Yuan was suffering, the final of the first-year high school women's 100-meter competition was about to begin. Jiang Muxue stood at the front of the team wearing No. [-] sportswear.

Someone was watching her closely from behind, looking nervous.

"Huh~huh~ so nervous..."

Miao Qiuzhu clutched her chest and gasped. She was really nervous this time, and the difference in strength was too obvious.

"Don't be nervous, just relax and run. Although it's hard to compete for first place, there are chances for second and third place."

The logistics girl next to Miao Qiuzhu patted her back clip, while Qingye Mashiro held the water bottle and stared at Jiang Muxue at the front.

Do you hate her?She suddenly thought.

You definitely don't hate her. Jiang Muxue is one-of-a-kind in appearance and figure. Not only is she beautiful, but she is also a very good person. Who would hate such a perfect person except a guy with a dark heart? At most, he is a little jealous.

But Kiyono Mashiro is not jealous, and even wants to laugh. Such an outstanding iceberg beauty that attracts everyone's attention is secretly a humble licking dog chasing behind Bai Mo.

The huge gap is really exciting.

Qingye Mashiro clearly understood that she did not hate Jiang Muxue, but was hostile to her because she was too perfect, perfect and yet so humble in front of Bai Mo.

Although she is now many steps ahead of Jiang Muxue, there is no guarantee that Jiang Muxue will explode that day and snatch Bai Mo away from her.

Volunteers holding loudspeakers shouted: "The first-grade women's 100-meter final, the final group is preparing to enter!"

The female classmate encouraged: "Come on, we are waiting for you at the finish line, and other students in the class will also cheer for you!"

It was rare for Kiyono Mashiro to speak.

"……come on."

Miao Qiuzhu clenched his fists.

"I will work hard!"

With brisk steps, Jiang Muxue led the team onto the runway. Standing on runway No. [-], she looked straight ahead.

The spectators beside the track are not in her eyes, her deep eyes are full of perseverance, she has only one goal, to win the championship!

She wanted Bai Mo to be the first to hear her name!

The women's [-]-meter sprint is about to begin, and at the same time, in another place, a movement about life quietly begins.

As the saying goes - "Life lies in movement"!

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ps: No way... I really can’t even squeeze out one chapter, so let’s leave it at that.

Chapter 126: Cultivating Flower Fields

Bai Mo couldn't remember how many times this happened.

ten times?Too few, a hundred times?too much.

Ever since that day, the owner of the flower field took the initiative to pull him through the forest and plunged into the flower field with a touch of scarlet. From then on, he fell in love with this place, lingering day and night, getting lost among the flower fields.

Thanks to his hard work every day and every night, this flower field is already glowing with spring, and the pink color is slightly raised.

At first, the land of this flower field was narrow and the soil was stiff. Many places were deserted, abandoned and undeveloped.

But fortunately, the flower fields here have great potential. Perhaps it is often rainy here, so there is never a lack of water. The stiff soil is rich in water under the long-term moistening of rain, and the interior is extremely moist, so it can be opened without much effort.

When he first came here, Bai Mo had a headache because even ordinary walking here was a bit difficult, but he couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the owner of the flower field and personally cleared the way for him.

As the saying goes, everything is difficult at the beginning. The owner of the flower field has already taken care of the most difficult thing himself, and left all the rest to Bai Mo. This greatly relieved his pressure. After all, he had never practiced before taking over this flower field. Pass.

As a cultivator of the flower field, Bai Mo naturally has the key to enter the flower field, and it is also the only key allowed by the owner of the flower field. In other words, only he and the owner of the flower field have the right to cultivate and cultivate this flower field.

The owner of the flower field is very enthusiastic. He often goes out in person, holds Bai Mo's shoulders to let him sit and rest, and then cultivates the flower field diligently. Now this land is open, the soil is fertile, the flower field is deep and narrow, and the water is trickling. It is the owner of the flower field and Bai Mo. The result of joint efforts.

With diligent cultivation and watering, even the branches and leaves of the trees outside the flower field have become strong and beautiful.

The owner of the flower field cheered him on, while Bai Mo plowed every inch of the flower field carefully from behind. He buried his head like a diligent and tireless bull, working harder and harder under the gentle encouragement of the owner of the flower field.

The clouds were shrouded, the air was moist, and a heavy rain was about to hit. The owner of the flower field raised his head and shouted to the cultivator, calling his name, and motioning him to go deep into the flower field to take shelter from the rain.

"Hurry, hurry, the rain is coming!"

Bai Mo straightened up and took the hand of the owner of the flower field and ran quickly. The two held hands tightly and ran towards the depths of the flower field. They breathed the moist and warm air and enjoyed the humidity and depression in the flower field before the heavy rain. .

Thunder agitated, crackle, crackle.

The rainstorm is coming, it's raining.

The rain fell like a gush of spring water, moistening the soil of the flower fields, wetting the branches and leaves of the forest, and weighing down the vegetation.

The two men were sweating profusely from hard work. The rainstorm came just in time, and the moist breath washed away their heat.

After the baptism of rain washed away her fatigue, the owner of the flower field felt refreshed. She felt slightly tired from running quickly, half-closed her eyes, and breathed out her red lips.

Turning her head to look at Bai Mo, whose clothes were unfortunately wetted by the rain, the owner of the flower field had gentle eyebrows and tenderness. She gently wiped the sweat from Bai Mo's forehead.

"Momo, I love you."

"I love you too, Sister Baimeng."

The heavy rain gathered momentum, and then stopped after a while. The soil in the flower field became more and more moist, and the clouds still lingered, as if preparing for the next heavy rain.

After taking shelter from the rain and resting for a while, Bai Mo prepared to continue cultivating the flower fields. After all, his strength was far from exhausted.

"Momo, are you tired? Sit here."

Bai Meng held Bai Mo's shoulders and pushed him to sit on the sofa, with a red face and a soft smile. She wanted to reward her beloved flower fields for cultivating, and said: "Have a rest for a while, and leave the rest to me." alright."

Bai Mo looked up at that gentle smiling face and sat obediently on the sofa. The white snow danced in front of him, making it dazzling. His black hair fell loosely and fell in front of him, rubbing quickly and tingling. itching.

The thunder continued to roar, and the air became suppressed again, finally reaching a critical value and bursting out.

Bai Meng moved forward and hugged Bai Mo's head, wrapping him up, feeling his body temperature, his emotions, his trembling, and the fiery resonance that reached deep into his soul.

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"Ha... I really can't run away."

After the high school girls' 100-meter final, Miao Qiuzhu returned to the stands to rest with a disappointed look on his face.

"The results are already very good, No. 4." The female classmate encouraged her and patted her shoulder: "There are other competitions coming next, so we can't keep worrying about the 100 meters."

Kiyono Mashiro was sitting in the stands, turned his head and searched the stands, and soon found Jiang Muxue who was resting. She was sitting at the highest place, and many girls gathered around her to greet her and serve her tea and water.

Jiang Muxue had a cold face and said nothing. She just took an unopened bottle of mineral water and drank it.

...You look calm on the surface, but you're actually happy on the inside, right?The good result of No. 1 in the women's [-] meters can be bragged in front of Mr. Mo from now on.

Qingye Mashiro's eyes were sharp, as if she could penetrate Jiang Muxue's mind. She squeezed the mineral water bottle in her hand, turned around and handed the remaining bottle to Miao Qiuzhu.