After two or three days, the popularity of the post dropped slightly.
Because the annual sports meeting is coming again.
As one of the few activities that high school seniors can participate in, the students are very motivated. In the past, the sports committee had to shout and plead everywhere before anyone was willing to sign up. As soon as I heard the news this year, several people took the initiative to sign up.
It's the last time after all.
If you don't leave some memories, your youth will come to an end.
Guo Zhixiong looked at the almost filled registration form and was moved to tears: "It's not easy, our group of boys finally got up once, who else wants to sign up? Winning or losing is not important, the key is participation!"
Han Meng: "I want to challenge one thousand meters again."
Guo Zhixiong: "Go away."
Jiang Yao was pushed to the 1,000-meter project, and he had high hopes, and he couldn't finish without getting the first one.
This time Yin Che was not chased by the ducks on the shelves, and chose a sit-up at random.
Guo Zhixiong still remembered his nosebleed from doing push-ups last semester, and asked cautiously, "Brother Che, are you really okay? No, we have other candidates."
Yin Che signed his name smartly and neatly, raising his sharp eyes.
"... You can! You can! You must kill the Quartet and win the first place!"
Yin Che nodded slightly, walked back to his seat, and a certain tablemate said in a swish, "Are you reporting for sit-ups? Can you do it with your waist?"
"I can't, can you?"
"Of course, I am an alpha, waist strength..." Jiang Yao suddenly got stuck.
Yin Che raised his eyebrows and motioned him to continue.
"... Anyway, it's definitely better than you." Jiang Yao covered the lower half of his face and his ears were slightly red, "Otherwise, how can you be your boyfriend in the future."
Yin Che reacted for two seconds and slowly narrowed his eyes.
Guo Zhixiong was recruiting students for the last project when he suddenly heard a loud noise from the back row of a chair overturning.
The classmates in Class 1 turned their heads to look at them, turned their heads back in surprise, and continued to chat about their own affairs.
It's no wonder that Jiang Yao's good-natured attitude of being kicked every day does not fight back, he would beat people for no reason.
On Friday, the sports meeting arrived as scheduled.
"Dear classmates, in this cool autumn and sunny day, we welcome the 70th school sports meeting of No. 1 Middle School..."
Leader Zhang gave a passionate speech on the rostrum, and the students sitting around the playground under the scorching sun and fans were drowsy.
Chen Yingying took off her jacket to block the sun with Yang Yile, but her school uniform size was too small for the two of them.
Han Mengmeng took off his jacket and handed it to her: "Here, take it."
"Thank you... what's the smell of perfume?"
"I just sprayed it, why? You want to say my mother again. If you dislike it, give it back to me."
"Who said you're a mother?" Chen Yingying gave Yang Yile her coat and held up Han Meng's wide school uniform, "Do you want to come in?"
Han Meng was flattered: "If you want it, it will kill me."
Jiang Yao saw the backs of the two people in the front row leaning against each other, and thoughtfully, he had an idea and raised his hand to pull his zipper.
...forgetting that I wasn't wearing a coat.
He turned his head and saw that Yin Che was wearing a coat, the zipper was still pulled to the top, and his neck was tightly covered, revealing a cold little face.
"Cheche."
Yin Che looked at him suspiciously.
"It's so hot, so take off your jacket to block it."
"… "
Han Meng in the front row turned his head: "Fuck, are you a mother?"
Chen Yingying: "I didn't expect you to have such a side."
Yang Yile: "I'm afraid..."
Jiang Yao: "It's none of your business, I'll ask my roommate."
Although Yin Che looked at him like an idiot, he still took off his jacket and threw it to him: "Don't say it's my roommate when you go out."
Jiang Yao saw that he was wearing a T-shirt inside, and when he took off the jacket, the scar on his neck was obvious, and pushed the jacket back again: "Forget it, you can put it on."
"I'm going to check in." The sit-up competition started ten minutes later, Yin Che took a bottle of water and walked towards the check-in place.
"I go with you."
"Don't come, I don't want to see you."
Jiang Yao had no choice but to stay where he was.
Guo Zhixiong finished the 200 meters, took the second place, returned to the class and sat down on the chair, drinking water.
Jiang Yao: "That's right, Big Bear, I'm doing my best."
Guo Zhixiong smiled: "My sister is watching on the stage."
Xiaoxue is a manuscript reader today, sitting on the rostrum, reading the cheering manuscripts handed in by students in various classes. When her boyfriend competed just now, she shouted two cheers, and immediately injected the power of love into Guo Zhixiong.
Jiang Yao wanted to make a joke, but suddenly heard Xiaoxue's sweet voice read the next cheer:
"The following congratulations go to Yin Che from Class 1 of Senior 3: Your cuteness is unforgettable, and your scent makes me fall in love... uh... I wish you good grades! Come on!"
Xiaoxue stole a glance at the teacher beside her, decisively cut off the overly explicit content in the back, and changed the manuscript.
"You wrote it?" Yin Che asked the person in front of him.
Cheng Hao smiled, he looked a bit handsome, but his eyes were always gloomy, which made people not like him.
"Yes, I wrote it to let the seniors remember me."
"I have already remembered you." Yin Che lay down on the soft cushion with his arms behind his head. Like the other contestants, a volunteer classmate helped press his feet.
He happened to be assigned to Cheng Hao.
"Be honest, or don't blame me for beating you."
Cheng Hao still smiled, pressing his knees on his feet, and pressing his hands tightly on his legs together: "It's my honor to be beaten by the senior."
This man is sick.
Yin Che didn't pay any attention to him anymore, considering that he didn't dare to do anything to him in public.
As soon as the teacher's whistle blows, the game begins, one minute is counted, and whoever has done it more times.
Yin Che had nothing else to do, he just did sit-ups and tried his best to ignore the chattering people in front of him.
"Senior's skin is so white, like milk."
"Senior, the red rope tied to your feet is so beautiful, who tied it?"
"Senior, you seem to smell like alpha, have you been marked?"
Cheng Hao's face got closer and closer, and when he got up, it was only four or five centimeters away from the tip of his nose.
Unfamiliar alpha scent.
Yin Che frowned and turned his face away: "Go away."
"No, I have to press the senior's leg." Cheng Hao's eyes moved down and landed on the scar, "Senior, where did this scar come from?"
Yin Che didn't return him and continued to do sit-ups, but every time he got up, he felt that Cheng Hao's face was one centimeter closer to his neck.
Ten seconds left in a minute.
Endure it a little longer, and beat it after the game. Yin Che got up quickly after touching the pad, and approached this strangely smiling person again—
Suddenly, I felt a chill rush from my neck to my scalp.
Cheng Hao's mouth touched his scar.
"Is this your gland?"
A ghostly voice resounded in his ears, with a cruel smile: "Can I bite into it with one bite?"
Yin Che turned his head stiffly and slowly, and met his eyes.
Dark, gloomy, and inexplicably familiar.
Cheng Hao looks like a person, but he can't remember who it is.
The whistle sounded, and the minute was up.
Yin Che's tense nerves loosened, and the unfamiliar alpha pheromone quickly receded like a tide.
Not because Cheng Hao took it back, but because a more powerful alpha forced him to retreat.
Under the shocked eyes of a group of teachers and classmates around, Jiang Yao grabbed Cheng Hao's collar, pulled him up, and punched him hard in the face.
Cheng Hao fell to the ground with a thud, covering his face, scarlet viscous nosebleed oozing from his fingers.
"Looking for death, right?" Jiang Yao rushed over again, "I will do what I say, and this will destroy you."
A few girls next to them were frightened by this scene and screamed. Only then did the PE teacher recover and scolded: "Classmate! Stop it! Don't fight!"
Yin Che also stood up from the mat and dragged him: "Don't be impulsive."
Jiang Yao was so angry that he couldn't take it back: "Don't worry about it, I won't be you if I don't beat him to death today..."
"What are you?" Cheng Hao covered his bleeding nose and stared at him coldly, "Does my pursuit of senior have anything to do with you? Who are you?"
Jiang Yao clenched his fists tightly and remained silent.
"Or, are you purely violent and like to beat people?" Cheng Hao stood up by himself, his face full of blood, and limped in front of Jiang Yao, "I'm not as strong as you, but it doesn't matter if you beat me up. How many times, I will not beg for mercy from a bullying alpha like you!"
"Fuck you..." Jiang Yao raised his fist and wanted to do it again. Several onlookers quickly pulled Cheng Hao back.
"Jiang Yao, how can you bully your classmates? It's too much."
"I didn't expect you to be such a person."
"They didn't invite you to provoke you, so are you going to do it if you don't like it?"
"Apologies, or we'll find a teacher."
Cheng Hao shook his head: "It's useless, last time he pretended to apologize in front of the teacher, and threatened me when he left the office."
"Why is this..." The students' sense of justice was aroused, and they all aimed at Jiang Yao, "You wait for the punishment, don't think it's great to be a school grass."
"Who cares? I'm going to be punished anyway, do you think I'm afraid?"
Seeing that he was about to make another move, Yin Che took a preemptive strike, hugged his arm, and forcibly dragged him away.
dragged back to the bedroom.
The students are basically in the playground at the moment, and there are not many people in the dormitory building. As soon as the door was locked, there were only the two of them left in the bedroom, and Jiang Yao was completely blown up:
"Whose smell is on you?! That guy's?"
Yin Che was pressed against the door by him, and when he finished yelling, he calmly replied, "I accidentally touched it."
"How did you get it? Did I tell you to stay away from him? Why let him get close?"
"He's approaching deliberately, what can I do?"
"There are many ways! For example, reject him, push him away, say you don't like him, like me, say you have a boyfriend, say you..." Jiang Yao's voice gradually lowered, and the anger in his eyes faded a little. Lost the light, "…sorry, I forgot."
"Forgot what?"
"Forget we haven't gotten back together yet... I'm not your boyfriend, I'm nothing. You never said you liked me."
Poor and aggrieved.
The big bad wolf also has such times.
Yin Che leaned back against the door, and the corner of his mouth hooked up: "Didn't I tell you?"
"No, you never said..." Jiang Yao hugged him, buried his head in his neck, his breath was the smell of another alpha, his nerves were throbbing, his brain was about to explode, "Now I can say a sentence Is it? I really want to hear it."
"Prefer not to say."
Jiang Yao was quiet for a while and sighed.
Yin Che thought he was going to blame himself, but suddenly he heard him say, "I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry again, I don't mean to force you, let's talk about it when you want to."
Yin Che turned his head to the side, and his ears just brushed Jiang Yao's ears.
There was a momentary tremor.
This person obviously has the most powerful strength, but always treats him with the most gentle attitude.
He raised his hand and patted Jiang Yao's back lightly: "Tell you something else first."
Jiang Yao raised his head: "What?"
Yin Che grabbed the collar of his t-shirt and pulled it out, revealing half of his shoulders, and his glands were unobstructed: "Give a mark, brother."