Old Enemy Became Sweet and Sticky

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Shao Xian nodded and looked at the scene on the sports field.

The young students sweated and inspired their youth. They cheered, jumped, and ran, which made Shao Xian feel the vitality that he had not seen for a long time.

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye it was the afternoon relay race.

The first class of the first year sent four runners, three of them were strong and strong, and at first glance they were good runners, but Shao Xian was the only one, who looked white and clean and had a very different style of painting.

Most of the students of Ninth Middle School had heard of Shao Xian. After all, he was the second young master of the Shao family, and he was quite famous in the school.

Some are because of the power behind him, while others are simply because of his looks and achievements.

There were many people around the track.

Shao Xian was the last one. All he had to do was run to the finish line as fast as possible.

His explosiveness has always been good. As long as the three people in front have solidified the foundation, he will not be held back.

Chen Baizhou stood at the finish line, waiting quietly for Shao Xian to run towards him.

The sound of the starting gun exploded, the first runners ran hard, and the wind whistled past their ears, but it was only 100 meters short, but it seemed to drain every drop of water in their bodies, and their throats were so thirsty that they were smoking.

The performance of the first class is above average, and the gap is not too big.

The second and the third, one class gradually caught up, almost equal to the other.

When the last stick was handed over to Shao Xian, everyone around was shouting, and the sound of cheering filled Shao Xian's ears, as if it was very close, but also seemed very far away.

He can't care anymore, and he doesn't care about the players on the track next to him, he just tries his best to exert his strongest strength.

One hundred meters is only ten seconds, but it is very long for Shao Xian.

As he tried his best to get to the finish line, a pair of arms stretched out to him, and he subconsciously lunged at each other.

Across the two thin layers of clothing, the violent beating of the chest was unreservedly transmitted to Chen Baizhou.

He hugged Shao Xian tightly, and when he heard his violent breathing, the sound hit his ear.

"Xianxian is all right?" Qian Wenjie asked concerned from the side.

Shao Xian put the weight of his entire body on Chen Baizhou, panting and saying, "It's okay, help me to rest for a while."

Chen Baizhou released him, held his cool arm, and said, "Walk slowly for a while."

"it is good."

Qian Wenjie and Chen Baizhou supported him from left to right, Shao Xian smiled helplessly: "I'm really fine, you don't have to be so careful."

He said, shook off the hands of the two, and took a few steps forward.

Chen Baizhou handed over the water at the right time, and the bottle cap had already been opened.

Shao Xian raised his head and took two sips, and Ren Feng, the sports committee member, came over excitedly and praised with a thumbs up, "You can do it, Shao Xian, we took the first place!"

Shao Xian won the first place with little gap in front, which has proved his strength.

"It's everyone's credit." Shao Xian wiped the water stain on the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.

Chen Baizhou took out a piece of paper from his trouser pocket and carefully wiped it for him.

"Then you rest first, I'll take a look over there." Ren Feng left after saying that.

The three returned to the first class meeting place. There were some oranges on the table, which were bought with class fees.

Chen Baizhou quickly peeled off an orange, carefully tore off the white orange network, and handed it to Shao Xian's lips.

There is often a tacit understanding between them, and they have become familiar with each other as soon as they feed and eat.

Shao Xianqi bit the orange petal and accidentally touched Chen Baizhou's fingertips. He didn't realize it, but Chen Baizhou felt his heart skip a beat.

He hurriedly lowered his head and continued to tear off the orange network.

Qian Wenjie watched from the sidelines, feeling that he was just air, completely ignored by the two of them.

"Chen Baizhou, you are too kind to Xianxian."

Shao Xian raised his eyebrows and replied proudly: "He is not good to me and who is good to me? Is it Baizhou?"

He looked at Chen Baizhou with a smile on his face.

The sunlight fell from the gaps in the leaves, shattered like pearls, and swayed on Shao Xian's face with the wind.

Chen Baizhou stared blankly at the smile on his face, only to feel that his heartbeat was even more intense than when Shao Xian had just finished running.

Dong, dong, dong, one after another, as if to shatter all his reason.

"Baizhou?" Shao Xian waved his hand in surprise, "Do you have anyone else?"

Sadness in his eyes.

Chen Baizhou's heart stagnated, and shook his head hurriedly: "No, just for you."

As soon as the words came out, he suddenly had a bit of realization.

That's right, he has only been good to Shao Xian in his life.

"I remember." Shao Xian smiled happily, unaware that Chen Baizhou's heart was turbulent.

The hustle and bustle of the arena and the jokes of Qian Wenjie seemed to be far away from him.

Only Shao Xian's face soaked in sweat remained in his eyes.

Good to see the extreme.

Chapter 23

On the second day of the Games, all three of Shao Xian competed.

Shao Xian's high jump, Qian Wenjie's javelin, and Chen Baizhou's long jump were all held in the morning.

Chen Baizhou also has a long run in the afternoon.

Today is a beautiful day, with stratus clouds covering the sun, giving birth to a few coolness.

The three of them achieved good results in the morning competition. After lunch, Chen Baizhou planned to take out the test paper to do the question, but was stopped by Shao Xian.

"I have to run for a long time in the afternoon, sleep for a while to recharge my energy, and don't write."

Chen Baizhou has always listened to Shao Xian's words, so he put it back for a test.

roll, lie down on the table and close your eyes.

Half of his face was buried in his arms, and half of his face was facing Shao Xian.

Shao Xian could only see the bridge of his nose and eyebrows, and he couldn't help but be addicted to it.

Chen Baizhou's eyebrows are of suitable shade and shape, and the eyebrows are very beautiful. The eyelashes are thick and curled, and they cast a - she - a few - yin - shadow under the eyes, and the tear mole under the eyes is clearly visible.

In his previous life, Fu Baizhou was most famous for this face, and Shao Xian never denied it.

Today's children are still too immature, green and astringent, and haven't grown up yet.

He watched, and gradually closed his eyes and fell asleep.

When his breathing gradually calmed down, Chen Baizhou suddenly opened his eyes, and there was no trace of sleepiness in his eyes. He quietly stared at Shao Xian for a long time, then Fang closed his eyes again.

At the beginning of the long-distance race in the afternoon, Chen Baizhou stood in front of the starting line, waiting for the starting gun to sound. Before the gun sounded, he glanced at Shao Xian.

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