Senior Sister Salt Department is Only Sweet To Me

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the late autumn sun crawled out lazily from behind the clouds and hung in the air, neither dazzling nor warm.

The body feels very comfortable, even wearing a school uniform and skirt is barely acceptable, and it is no longer as cold as it was in the morning.

Meng Han sat in the open air for a long time, and it got a little hot. He opened his school uniform and jacket to register a bunch of school girls.

Across the distance, she noticed the thin and small figure. The soft and cute ball head in the morning has been changed to a single ponytail, which is more convenient for exercise, refreshing and energetic.

The girl looked at her in a daze as if she hadn't woken up, she couldn't find her destination, she was idle, confused and stupid in a crowd of busy people.

Very cute.

"Okay, let's go over there and wait." Meng Han's work did not stop, and his voice was still dull and cold.

Looking up again, the person has been obediently standing at the end of the queue, yes, it can be considered that he has come over.

In fact, regarding the innumerable tiny probability, the reason why Meng Han appeared here, she knew it in her heart, and she didn't really resign herself to fate and just picked a few projects.

At least, not this one project now.

Shen Muyang's original guess was not wrong, but her class teacher was more exaggerated than she thought.

Not only did she spread the glorious record she created in various offices in her spare time, but even carried it forward among the teachers of the entire grade.

Then the news quickly spread to the ears of teachers of all grades like a plague, and the group of students most closely related to teachers can only be the student council.

As a member of the student council, Meng Han was naturally fortunate to know the name of the creator of this little miracle. I didn't expect this elementary school girl to be so weak that she might fall down at any time without the wind blowing, but her counterattack ability is quite strong. Han admires this kind of tough personality.

Of course, because of the fact that the assisting project is self-selected, she included the women's 800 meters in her assisting project after seeing the list of entries submitted by each class of a certain project.

Meng Han began to be confused again. This strange emotion was also mixed with confusion. She really didn't understand why she didn't hesitate to choose the name when she saw it, just like she was clearly concentrating on her work at the moment. However, a considerable part of his attention was still stuck on the girl.

Somewhere she could feel that she was subconsciously doing everything possible to connect with her.

Shen Muyang stretched her neck from time to time while lining up to take a peek forward. As the distance got closer, her heart beat more and more violently.

I don't know if it's for the upcoming game, or for the cold-faced girl at the end of the team.

There are only three people left.

"Xiao Meng, come here and help me remember an hour." The male teacher with glasses raised his hand while covering his stomach.

I was probably in a hurry at noon, and now the digestive system can no longer handle it and must be solved, but his timer is more professional, and the students present to help are only Meng Han who can use it.

"Okay." Meng Han responded and handed over the work at hand to another senior.

She walked in the direction of Shen Muyang, and the warm white light of the sun above her covered her with a thin layer of light, and Shen Muyang could even see the dark color between her hair reflecting a slight wave of light.

When he passed by, Shen Muyang's eyes flickered, and he hurriedly shouted, "Senior sister."

Meng Han's posture seemed to hesitate for a moment, then stopped in place, his half-drooping eyes moved to her face.

Shen Muyang just shouted out of desperation, and didn't really want to say anything to her. At this time, she was staring at her indifferently, her heart almost stopped beating, she held her breath, and just looked at others stupidly. .

"Come on." It was only for a second, not even that, Meng Han blinked, dropped the words that sounded very perfunctory, and walked away again.

There was a sigh of relief from the surroundings, as well as whispers that quickly surged up.

"Fuck, Senior Sister Meng Han even said come on?"

"God, that girl is so lucky! I knew I had called out Senior Sister Meng Han just now, what a great opportunity!"

However, Shen Muyang couldn't even hear it, she bent her lips, her cheeks were slightly sunken into a small dimple, and she stood in the same place and took care of herself.

After lining up, she got her name tag from the newly exchanged senior. She tore it apart and stuck it on her back after a long time.

After a while, the male teacher was very conscientious and trotted back to his post, just in time for Shen Muyang's competition.

Meng Han stepped aside, helping with a booklet and pen, and she came to record when the teacher pinched her.

Happiness comes suddenly.

In this way, isn't the person waiting for her at the finish line the senior?

Shen Muyang was already seated on the runway, looking at the movement over there, thinking happily.

"Get ready~" The male teacher's hand holding the gun had already been raised to the top of his head, and Shen Muyang had a serious look in front of him, waiting in a serious line.

"boom!"

When a gunshot rang out, Shen Muyang was frightened, and her mind was still buzzing. The opponent beside her had already sped out, and she hurriedly followed, and she fell on the starting line.

It's okay, the focus is on participation, she didn't plan to take the place anyway.

There are no girls in the class who are willing to apply for this project, which is why, when she applied to the sports committee, even though the other party knew very well that her physical fitness could only be used to run with her, she agreed happily and gave She saw it as a savior who came to save Changzi.

The start was too violent, and she soon began to gasp. It was only half a lap before she entered the audience area.

"Come on, Xiaoyang!"

"Xiaoyang rushing rushing!"

Zhu Yu and Guan Moran shouted hard at the edge of the audience area, and followed for a short distance until the boundary between the audience area and the runway was separated by the passage, and they were forced to stop at the corner of the playground.

The steps are getting heavier and the gas is getting thicker and thicker, Shen Muyang can hear her heartbeat, she has been left far behind the large army.

After a lap and a half, Zhu Yu and Guan Moran continued to run with them for another round, leaving only the last 200 meters left.

This section is a straight road, and she can already see the girl at the end holding a booklet with one arm and holding a pen to record.

The sweat on her forehead was blocked at the tip of her brow, and she took a detour and dripped down her cheeks. Fortunately, she didn't get caught in her eyes. She couldn't even lift her hand to rub it.

All the runners have reached the finish line.

Meng Han wrote the time point after each name, only the last one left, she raised her eyes and looked over.

In fact, there is no need for timing anymore.

That girl is too slow.

But she is still holding on.

I don't know what to keep going. This is not a regular game. Is there a sportsmanship?

Besides, she doesn't seem like the kind of person who does this kind of thing.

Meng Han's brows gradually knitted together, looking at the figure who was struggling and slow, the fingers holding the pen that had already dipped unconsciously exerted force, and the knuckles were faintly white.

Step by step, Shen Muyang still reached the end.

She gasped for breath, her hands and feet became weak, and two seconds after reaching the end, everything in her field of vision turned from white to orange, just like the time when the sun was setting, and the sunset covered everything with a layer of orange-yellow. , and then, her eyelids drooped.

It was dark in front of me, and I fainted.

"!!" Meng Han.

She looked at the pale girl's face, and her heart was alarming, she walked over, and then she saw the girl swaying twice, and then she didn't catch up with the 100-meter sprint, it was still poor Then a little bit, watching the girl fall down in front of her.

distressed.

It hurts a bit.

It's not that kind of emotional, but it's physical, like the heart is about to be crushed, and the pain is shaking.

Familiar to her seems to have endured countless times, but she is 100% sure that this is unfamiliar, and it has never happened once.

Although Meng Han was uncomfortable, he didn't care about anything else, so he quickly picked up the girl and shook it, "Wake up!"

no response.

"Xiao Meng!" the male teacher shouted not far away, his voice anxious.

"I'll take her to the infirmary." Meng Han turned around and reported to the teacher loudly, then decisively pulled the girl's arm around the back of his neck, passed her arms through her back and under her knees, and hugged him horizontally.

Shen Muyang felt that he had only lost consciousness for a brief moment, but when he opened his eyes again, the collar of the red and white school uniform was shaking, the black hair and the white collarbone hidden behind him were full of breath. Cold and sweet with a milky taste.

"Sister." She muttered.

"It's almost there." Meng Leng's grin was more inhumane than before.

Shen Muyang obediently shut up.

It's not that she was frightened by the girl's indifference, but that she was too uncomfortable at the moment, sweating and nauseated. She was worried that she would spit out any more words and vomit out. This girl was frozen into a popsicle, and she was even smashed into ice slag.

"Low blood sugar." The female doctor in the infirmary looked at it and came to a conclusion, and then tweezers and alcohol cotton smeared the girl's left knee to clean up the fine sand.

"Woo~" Almost immediately, the girl whimpered and ducked slightly. The doctor skillfully grabbed her calf and couldn't move.

Meng Han's heart trembled at her soft whirring sound, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

Two seconds later, Meng Han turned around and hurriedly disappeared at the door of the infirmary in a few steps.

Shen Muyang didn't have the qualifications or the courage to stop her. The doctor finished treating her wound and started wrapping the gauze. She endured the pain and sobbed softly, clutching her hands under her legs, which had been wrapped around her waist all the way. One sleeve of the red and white coat that covered her torn skirt.

Shen Muyang was very moved and a little bit sour, her heart was empty, and she was a little reluctantly muttering in her heart. She sent her to the infirmary, and she was so considerate, why did she leave in such a hurry, like hiding from the plague.

Do you just hate being with her?

The author has something to say: Meng Han is aggrieved and helpless: what stupid girl is it? Senior sister is going to do serious business for you.

Lu Junxi is excited: what is the serious business, rushing to hammer the piece of ground that knocked her down to avenge her?

Meng Han: .

Thank you to the little angel who voted for me as an overlord~

Thanks to the little angel who cast [landmine]: Su Jin