Tender

Fu Shihan walked hurriedly to the student union service counter in the second stadium. Two student union officers stood there. Seeing him coming, they hurriedly stood up to welcome him.

"What happened?"

"Uh, that's..." The two girls were at a loss and handed a data sheet to Fu Shihan in a panic: "In the long jump, the athlete's number book and name don't seem to match."

Fu Shihan took it and looked at it, and then said: "It may be a printing error." He picked up the gel pen on the table and erased the wrong place: "It will be fine."

Putting down the data sheet, he asked again: "Anything else?"

The two girls couldn't say anything, Fu Shihan's face became cold: "Your minister, she can solve such a small matter."

It would not be too far to call him from the Third Luck.

"Uh, minister she... she went to cheer for Senior Sister Yao Wei'an in the competition."

Fu Shihan let out a cold snort, looked at his watch, turned around and left. The secretary immediately stopped him: "Chairman, you... won't you go to see Senior Sister Yao Weian's game?"

"Why should I go to watch her game."

Fu Shihan's voice was cold and hard, and the girl was speechless when he opened his mouth.

At this moment, cheers came from the side of the playground, and the name of Yao Wei'an, the first runner in the 800-meter race, came out from the radio.

The two female officers said excitedly: "Senior Sister Wei An took the first place!"

"It's amazing!"

"Senior, go and see Senior Sister Wei An."

Fu Shihan ignored them and turned to leave. At this moment, Yao Wei'an's voice came from the side of the runway: "Fu Shihan, wait a minute."

Her breathing was still a little uncomfortable, her cheeks were flushed with the peculiar flush after exercise, and her tight sportswear outlined her beautiful rugged figure.

The head of the planning department is her best friend, and he is right by her side at the moment, looking at Fu Shihan with a smile, and his eyes don't have deep meaning.

It's like a discussion.

However, Fu Shihan didn't think much, and said to Yao Wei'an politely: "First place, congratulations."

At this moment, Yao Wei'an didn't know if she was too tired or too nervous, even her breathing was shaking, and she hurried over: "Fu Shihan, I have a very important thing to tell you now."

Fu Shihan looked at his watch and was obviously anxious: "I have something else, let's talk about it later."

After he said that he turned and wanted to leave, Yao Wei'an hurriedly stopped him and said loudly: "Fu Shihan, I want to tell you that I like you!"

Fu Shihan paused.

The second sports field and the third sports field are separated by more than half of the campus. Because during the Games, there were too many classmates on the school bus. There were long lines at every stop. Huo Yan couldn't catch the school bus, so worried, he simply walked around the small forest.

When we came to the second stadium, there was good news on the radio that Yao Weian won the sprint competition.

The student union service desk was set up in the southeast corner. She ran through the crowd all the way, panting, and ran into Yao Wei'an with a ponytail standing in front of Fu Shihan, shouting: "I like you."

Her blushing cheeks contained the shyness of a girl, but her clear eyes were so confident.

Huo Yan's heart seemed to be pricked by a needle, his ears were buzzing, and he couldn't hear anything.

She looked at Fu Shihan in fear.

Fu Shihan didn't seem to expect that Yao Wei'an would suddenly make such a move, and his dark eyes were filled with surprise.

Yao Wei'an mustered up the courage, walked two steps towards him, and said shyly: "Fu Shihan, I have been attracted to you since the first time I saw you in the student union in my freshman year, but I always feel that love at first sight is this It’s a very immature performance, so I can’t bear to say it. However, through the two years of contact and getting along with you, I found that I really like you. You are so good and honest. I try to make myself better. Well, I can be worthy of you."

The sincere and touching confession attracted the onlookers of many girls, and everyone booed: "Promise her, promise her!"

"Both of them are so good, they will definitely make it!"

Fu Shihan's eyes drooped slightly, and his face was as calm as water. He only said, "I can give you an answer now."

Yao Wei'an immediately waved his hand: "No, you have misunderstood. I don't want you to agree to associate with me now. I just hope you can understand my intentions. In the future, I will slowly find that I am good. I know I am not good enough now to be worthy of you, but I will definitely work hard, please trust me!"

Huo Yan's temples burst, and he felt that the blood in his body seemed to be flowing back. A girl in her ear sighed: "Oh my God, if Senior Sister Yao Wei'an is not good enough, then I am afraid that only fairies in this world are worthy of Fu Shihan."

Another girl said: "Of course it is a humble statement."

"She is many times stronger than Huo Shinan."

"Good grades, good family background, and good personality. As the saying goes, women chase men's gauze, Fu Shihan has no reason to refuse."

"Yes, Yao Wei'an doesn't agree to such a condition, is it possible to find a fairy?"

...

The voice in his ears faded away, Huo Yan didn't have the courage to listen any more, let alone face Fu Shihan's choice.

She staggered out of the second sports field, rushed into the grove with no one, and found a secluded place to hide.

In the past year, she thought she had grown a lot, and she had become a lot brave, but in fact, the weakness and cowardice that came out of her bones could not be changed.

She is really useless!

Huo Yan leaned back against the tree trunk, hugged her knees and squatted down, unsatisfied tears swirling in her eye sockets, she inhaled deeply and tried to swallow them back.

"Huo Yan, don't cry."

She told herself that even if Fu Shihan was with other girls, he would still be your brother Han. You can still be as sad as before.

However, another voice in her heart told her that you will never be the same again. For a serious boy like Fu Shihan, once he has a girlfriend, all his love and care will be poured into that girl, and he can't tell anyone else.

This is also the reason why he has never dated a girl for so many years. Huo Yan knew that he was looking for someone to be with for life.

And that person is destined not to be such a weak and ordinary self.

Thinking of this, feelings of sourness and grievance swallowed her like a tide, and her big eyes rolled down uncontrollably.

Huo Yan became more sad the more he thought about it, and finally let go of his voice and cried happily.

However, at this moment, she seemed to hear the rustling footsteps behind her, Huo Yan quickly wiped her tears away with her sleeves, she didn't want anyone to see her tears.

She lowered her head, stood up and wanted to leave, but she didn't want a kind hand to hold her wrist and pull her back.

Huo Yan raised his head depressed and met Fu Shihan's cold and beautiful face.

He frowned slightly, pressing down his fine eyelashes, and looking at Huo Yan, waves appeared in his dark eyes.

"You... why are you here?" Huo Yan brought a thick nasal sound, looked at him in horror, and rubbed the corner of his eye vigorously.

Fu Shihan did not speak, but pressed her hand down, and then stroked the corner of her red eye with his warm fingertips.

Eyes full of distressed colors.

"Why don't you talk?" Huo Yan was disturbed and asked in a low voice: "Just..."

However, before she finished her words, Fu Shihan suddenly kissed her eyes.

Yes, it was a kiss. At the corner of her left eye that she instinctively closed, his warm lips covered it. Such a soft touch... she had tasted it in a dream.

Huo Yan's heartbeat was completely missed, and her thoughts were like fireflies that had been dissipated, scattered all around, scattered around her, dazzling her.

Fu Shihan's kiss was long and affectionate, kissed her eyes, and moved to her nose.

The feeling of affection made Huo Yan's body soften, and her hand grabbed the corner of his clothes and clenched him in a loss.

When his kiss was about to reach the corner of her lips, she hurriedly avoided.

He drooped his dark eyes and stared at her, filled with turbulent lust. Huo Yan only felt that the air between the two people became thinner.

He seemed to be still thinking about it, his thin lips attached to her ears, and he asked softly, "Why are you crying?"

Huo Yan clasped his tight arm skin tightly and said in a low voice: "Fu Shihan, you don't agree to Yao Wei'an."

"Ok?"

Huo Yan was heartbroken and said in a deep voice, "You must not agree to her."

The corner of his mouth raised: "Reason?"

"You are so smart, don't you know the reason?" Huo Yan's face was flushed, not just the red left after crying, but the girl's shame.

"I want to hear you say it yourself." His burning breath patted her temple, making her itchy.

"Fu Shihan, I like you." Huo Yan reached out and hugged his waist, his hoarse voice was full of grievances: "I like you so much, can't you tell."

Fu Shihan felt like something exploded in his heart. The girl curled up in his arms, so gentle and well-behaved, which made his whole body tense.

He couldn't help but gently held her earlobe.

Huo Yan's body trembled slightly, and a rush of spirit rushed into his head from his spine.

Dizzy.

"You shouldn't have said these things." Fu Shihan put her in his arms and smiled: "Who knows you can't wait like this."

"Who knew that Senior Sister Yao Wei'an would suddenly..." Huo Yan leaned his chin on his chest, raised his head, and frowned at him: "You didn't agree."

"accepted."

Huo Yan's heart sank and he shook his hand abruptly, but he was pulled by Fu Shihan, and he came and hugged him tighter: "I promised to do these things with you in the grove, who am I?"

Huo Yan:...

Can I finish speaking at once?

"Then what about me?" Huo Yan mustered up the courage and asked everything he wanted to ask: "Do you promise my confession?"

Fu Shihan raised his eyebrows and said pretentiously: "I have kissed and hugged. If you say that you need to consider it at this time, will you look scumbag?"

"Yes!" Huo Yan nodded solemnly: "Very scumbag!"

Fu Shihan raised his eyebrows, held her face and stared carefully for a moment, and then pressed a deep kiss between her eyebrows. Huo Yan could feel that this kiss poured all his feelings into it.

"Promise you."

Huo Yan raised his head and looked at him, and said solemnly: "I don't want you to make it difficult, as if I were coercing you."

Fu Shihan gently touched the tip of her small nose with his index finger, and said with a smile: "You almost circled half of the campus in this three-kilometer run, and you ran in front of me and cried. Isn't that a threat?"

Huo Yan has been following the rules since he was a child, and has never sat on anything out of the ordinary, but this time, this time he was really impulsive.

But she really couldn't help it. Knowing that the man she liked was confessed by another girl, she calmly finished three thousand runs.

Although impulsive, she did not regret it.

"Huo Yan, listen." Fu Shihan put his hands on her shoulders, leaned down to look at her, and told her seriously: "From today, we begin to formally communicate. You are my Fu Shihan's girlfriend, I I will love you more than before, love you, protect you and take care of you, and will not make you wronged."

At that moment, it was probably the happiest moment in Huo Yan's twenty years. Tears couldn't help but seep into her eyes. She felt that she was really hypocritical. She lowered her head to laugh, followed by a drop of tears.

So happy, so happy that I want to cry.

Fu Shihan's hand rubbed the corners of her red eyes, and continued in a deep voice: "Although I have never dated a girl, I will try my best to do everything my boyfriend should do. If I do something bad, Please also advise, okay?"

She firmly grasped Fu Shihan's clothes corner, sobbed and said, "Okay."

"Then don't cry."

Huo Yan cried and laughed: "Can't help it, I won't cry after crying for a while."

Fu Shihan smiled, reached out his hand to touch her head, and murmured, "Fool."