"The next event is men's 1500, and the athletes who are going to play are ready!"
Yang Chao clapped his hands, walked into the class rest area, and said loudly.
Ji Mingyue was helping draw on the small blackboard at the place where the two tables in the front row were put together, and when he heard this, he was speechless.
The person next to him said: "Did you report 1500? Go and change your clothes, it will be too late."
Ji Mingyue let out a long sigh, finished drawing the cartoon cat in his hand, threw down the chalk, asked Yang Chao for a number cloth, and walked to the classroom with another boy who ran 1500 with heavy steps.
At this moment, everyone was watching the game outside and eating snacks. There was no one else in the classroom except the two of them. They nestled in their seats and took out the sportswear they had prepared in advance to change into.
When Ji Mingyue put the uniform jacket aside, the other boy couldn't help but take another look at it and said, "You look really good in this suit."
Ji Mingyue lowered his eyes and took a look, then smiled and said, "I know."
Anyway, he had to live again, he actually knew very well... when he was the most attractive.
"Then will you still wear it tomorrow?" The boy blinked and looked at him expectantly.
"Damn, why are you gay in gay?" Ji Mingyue retorted casually, seeing the boy's bewildered expression, then remembered that the word probably hasn't been widely used yet, and explained, "...it just feels weird."
"Strange?" said the boy, "everyone has a love for beauty."
"Not beautiful." Ji Mingyue corrected him seriously, "Please call me handsome and stylish, thank you."
Ji Mingyue had never participated in a similar event before, and at most he had registered for a team relay race. He only had to run 200 meters, and was praised for his "good explosive power", barely holding back the class.
His biggest exercise opportunity in normal times is the exercise run organized by the new principal "Xiao Hei". However, in order to maintain order, the exercise runs very slowly and the distance is short, so it does not play a big role.
Fortunately, the head teacher let them participate, just to avoid wasting the places and not pursue any rankings, so Ji Mingyue and the other boy didn't practice much in advance, just thinking about supporting the past.
So Ji Mingyue, who was squatting at the starting line, holding his breath and waiting for the firing of the starting gun, felt extra nervous when he heard the cheering and cheering outside the field which was much louder than expected.
1500 meters, the playground is 400 meters a week, he has to run three and a half laps and nearly four laps.
The starting gun fired, and everyone shot out like an arrow from the string. Ji Mingyue found that his position was unexpectedly advanced, not to mention Yiqi Juechen, at least he was in the first echelon.
The rest area of the third and sixth classes of senior high school is very close to the starting line, so when they first started, their shouts were all over their ears: "Ji Mingyue, come on—Li Chenyu, come on—"
Listening to the pressure doubles, but it also makes people a little excited. This is the first time that Ji Mingyue felt the wind in the whole sunny day, whizzing past his cheeks, his ears and brain were buzzing, and he gradually heard the wind. No other noises can be seen.
However, his leading advantage could not be maintained for long. From the second lap onwards, he felt that his physical strength could not keep up with the others.
It's not that the physical strength is completely exhausted, but that panting is becoming more and more difficult, and the rhythm of breathing has begun to become chaotic. The subsequent supply of physical strength is far less easy than other people's.
Sweat dripped from the hair on his forehead to his eyes. He tried his best to move his legs, but he was still overtaken by people around him one after another.
Ji Mingyue tossed his hair, and for the first time thought of giving up: Do you want to give up here? It seems a little too early... The second lap has not been finished yet, if you want to give up, you have to wait until the first echelon reaches the finish line, and then slip away quietly, so it won't be too embarrassing...
His brain was in a mess, like a paste, the sweat flowed more and more, and the panting sound was so loud that it almost drowned out all the surrounding sounds.
There was another person catching up next to him, he didn't need to listen or look, he knew intuitively that this person ran very easily, but he just stayed beside him in a leisurely way...
Was it to mock him on purpose? hateful-
Subconsciously turning his head, Ji Mingyue suspected that he was dazzled.
Lin Feng raised his chin slightly, and said calmly: "Look at me, run at my pace, as I said, it's not that difficult."
"Follow my rhythm." Lin Feng repeated, "Listen to my breathing, try not to open your mouth and run."
Ji Mingyue nodded, no longer caring how many people passed him, or whom he passed, and listened to Lin Feng's footsteps and breathing wholeheartedly, and adjusted slowly.
Gradually, the disappearing sounds of music, rostrum radio, and shouts and cheers reappeared, filling the eardrums again with the blowing autumn wind, and he even heard someone arguing in a trance:
"Who is that escort? Is it Lin Feng?"
"Who is he running with?"
"Convinced, running with me can also run out of the style of idol dramas."
"Now it's men's 1500, right?!"
"It's the handsome guy holding the placard in Class 3, Class 6, the two of them together!!"
…
"Do you want water?" Already in the second half of the third lap, Lin Feng's voice was still calm, "Do you want to give up?"
"..." Ji Mingyue raised his head and glanced at the direction of the finish line. There seemed to be many people there, but it was not clear whether they had already reached the finish line or those who hadn't finished the previous lap.
He wiped the sweat that dripped on his eyelashes with the back of his hand, and didn't want to say too much, for fear that the anger he had finally built up would be vented all at once, so he just shook his head: "...I don't."
Lin Feng seemed to smile a little when he heard the voice, and said, "You are very handsome today."
Ji Mingyue said silently in his heart that I would be handsome any day. From the corner of his eye, he still locked on Lin Feng's figure, imitating his running rhythm, and the two crossed the last corner of the track side by side.
When he reached the finish line, Ji Mingyue didn't know how many places he won. With his hands on his knees, he was finally able to let go and gasp for breath, but was pulled up by Lin Feng: "Don't stop suddenly after you just finished running. I'll take a walk."
Lin Feng held his wrists on both sides, pulled him up, pulled him backwards, and let him walk forward slowly along the track. Ji Mingyue didn't know how many people were watching them. After reaching the finish line, his violent heartbeat and weakness surged up in an instant. He passively followed Lin Feng step by step, and he didn't have the energy to think about unnecessary things. Do things, do redundant actions.
When he was about to reach the exit of the playground, Lin Feng suddenly said, "Did you hear that?"
"What?" Ji Mingyue hadn't reacted yet.
Lin Feng didn't speak, but raised his face in the direction of the rostrum.
Ji Mingyue was stunned for a moment, and listened intently, only to hear the broadcast repeat again: "Men's 1500-meter long-distance race, first place, No. 931006..."
When they announce the rankings at the school sports meeting for the first time, they usually don't read their names, because it takes time for the referees to correspond, and they just read the numbers on the number cloth behind them.
And the number of this athlete is based on the arrangement. "93" is the fixed prefix of the third year of high school, "10" refers to the class, and "06" represents the athlete himself. For example, now, when you hear this number, you know that you are in class 10. I took the first place.
"Third place... Fifth place, number 930617..."
Ji Ming was stunned for a moment, and then said: "... Is it me?"
Lin Feng pinched his wrist and said with a smile, "I told you that you are handsome today."
"... ah." Ji Mingyue smirked twice, and asked, "Does fifth place count as a result? Are there any extra points?" He remembered that this kind of long-distance running event usually gives a lot of points, and the first place seems to have 10 points. with...
"Yes." Lin Feng nodded, "One point."
"... Damn, are there so few?" Ji Ming became more and more annoyed, and almost tripped over the door frame at the entrance of the playground, and fell into Lin Feng's arms.
With the scent of dry soap on Lin Feng's body and the sweaty smell after exercising all over his face, Ji Ming raised his head, and the regret was swept away: "Forget it, a point is a point, it's good to have it Oh, Brother Chao didn’t even count on me for this point! —Oh, my legs are so sore.”
Lin Feng said, "Go back to the classroom and sit for a while?"
Ji Mingyue now also feels that the cool and clean classroom is simply a paradise, and although it is stipulated that students are not allowed to run around during the sports meeting, "athletes" always have some privileges, so he didn't go back to the class rest area, and was directly asked by Lin Feng Helped back to the classroom.
When I was running, I probably had a rush of adrenaline, and I had no other thoughts other than running. When I slowly recovered, I started to feel my legs were sore, numb, and extremely weak.
"I really lack exercise." Ji Mingyue sat in the seat, rubbing his legs in pain, "Running 1500 feels like killing me..."
"It's not just about the 1500 meters, because it's a race, and you run with all your strength, so you run out of energy very quickly." Lin Feng comforted him, "Next time, consciously adjust the rhythm and use some Tactics would be much better."
"No, there will be no next time. Fortunately, this is the last sports meeting in high school." Ji Mingyue grinned, "I really admire you now, you dare to report 3000, if I go in the day after tomorrow, I guess I will die halfway if I run less than halfway …”
Lin Feng reached out and pinched his face lightly: "Don't say the word 'death'."
Ji Mingyue's heart moved, he raised his eyes to look at Lin Feng, and said in a strange way: "But my leg hurts, it hurts to death..."
Lin Feng sighed helplessly, knelt down on one knee in front of him, and rolled up the leg of his sweatpants: "The rebellious period hasn't passed yet..."
The slightly cool fingertips pressed directly on Ji Mingyue's naked calf with moderate strength and without any hindrance.
Ji Mingyue instinctively shuddered all over.
"Give me a massage, don't be afraid." Lin Feng said without raising his eyelashes. He didn't stop, his slender and beautiful ten fingers were still pressing against Ji Mingyue's sweaty calf, "massaging" with all his heart.
Although Ji Mingyue is thin, his legs are still somewhat fleshy, especially his calf, which is more plump and tender when his fingers are calmly pushing back and forth.
From the trembling soft flesh on the calf to the thin and white ankle, the simple "massage" extended countless ambiguous meanings in this silent classroom.
The school grass, who is admired and admired by the whole school, is in front of him at this moment, quiet and gentle.
Give him the illusion that he is being treated religiously.
"... Lin Feng." Ji Mingyue spoke, his voice hoarse.
"Huh?" Lin Feng raised his eyelashes a little to show that he heard it, but he didn't raise his eyelashes enough to meet his gaze.
"Do you remember what I asked you last time?"
"Which last time?"
"I ask you, have you been so nice to others except me?"
Lin Feng paused before saying, "I remember saying, no."
"Then I want to ask this time, why?" Ji Mingyue said.
The moment he said it, Ji Mingyue began to regret and felt that he should not continue speaking. It was obviously not the right time, place, and even his image was the worst in recent times. He was sweating and panting...
But there was an inexplicable impulse that burned his heart, supporting him to continue: "It's okay if you don't want to say why for the time being, then I will do it instead."
"Lin Feng, I have something to tell you."
He was panting slightly, but his eyes were extremely bright, like a cluster of fire burning in his eyes.
He swallowed.
He imagined a hundred kinds of Lin Feng's reactions: helplessness, hesitation, resentment, disgust... But what he didn't expect was that when Lin Feng looked up at him, what appeared in his eyes was...
Surprised
Chapter 72 In the empty classroom, the autumn wind blows the dark blue curtains high, and the setting sun...
In the deserted classroom, the autumn wind blows the dark blue curtains high, and the warm light of the setting sun shines on the desks. Ji Mingyue is right in front of him, his eyes are like a cluster of fire burning.
His cheeks flushed unnaturally, he stared at himself and said, "Lin Feng, I have something to tell you."
Even if you haven't watched many movies and TV animations, you can probably think that this is one of the most romantic and suitable time and places for confession.
At this moment, Lin Feng remembered the neon animation called "After School Classroom"—or Li Fan, which should be more accurate. In the passionate action movie Little Ji Fan, the male and female protagonists began to applaud enthusiastically for love after the male and female protagonists confessed to each other affectionately in the classroom.
It was also through this animation that he confirmed Ji Mingyue’s sexuality: one time it might have been out of curiosity or by accident, but he saw it twice or three times, and it was the same name every time. It’s really hard not to be convinced of something. , and wonder if he has any special complex...
Classroom, homework tutoring, masters and scumbags, everything was too directional, which made him a little dizzy for a while, and he couldn't bear it for a long time, so he couldn't help asking Ji Mingyue for confirmation.
Immediately afterwards, there was a basin of cold water in the pocket of "truth".
The cold water came too fast and too fast, which caught people off guard. While extinguishing his impulse at that time, it also extinguished some fantasies about Ji Mingyue.
—It turned out that the reason Ji Ming got closer to him was to let him save him—so his tenderness and enthusiasm for him was also a careful flattery that he was afraid of losing his life.
It wasn't until now that he realized that he might have gone to extremes.
Ji Mingyue was still looking at him, his eyes were bright and wet, his red and soft lips were slightly opened and closed, as if he was mustering up his courage to say something important to him.
... How could he have forgotten that "Ji Mingyue treats him well in order to survive" and "Ji Mingyue also has feelings for him in his heart" may not be unable to coexist.
"Lin Feng." Ji Mingyue swallowed again, although the impulse was still there, he didn't quite know how to word it: if it's confession, is it just saying "I like you" directly? Do you need literature and art, a detour, and leave some good memories for the future
"I… "
He is now very close to Lin Feng, and Lin Feng's eyes are always staring at him, making it even more difficult for him to think.
He stretched out his hand carefully, covered Lin Feng's hand with his palm, shook it lightly, and said, "I xi..."
Lin Feng suddenly clasped his hand behind his back, stood up straight, and covered his mouth: "Don't say it."
"... Huh?" Ji Mingyue was suddenly covered with his mouth, a little dazed, looked up, and asked with a thick nasal voice.
Lin Feng's fingertips lightly wiped his lips, and then let go. Immediately after the sound of "squeak", Yang Chao pushed the door and walked in, as if looking for something, he went straight to the podium.
The young teacher in charge was wearing a sweater and shorts, humming an outrageous song, bringing in the summer heat that still existed outside, and disturbing the silence of the room without knowing it.
He rummaged through it for a while, got the things and turned around, only to see Lin Feng and Ji Mingyue, and said casually, "...you two are also at work?"
Ji Mingyue and Lin Feng had already retreated a certain distance, he turned his head, suppressed his beating heart, rubbed the pages of his exercise book in his hands, and coughed uncomfortably: "Ah... Teacher, I My legs are sore after running 1500, let Lin Feng come back with me and sit for a while."
"Oh," Yang Chao said with a hearty smile, not doubting him, "You ran well in 1500, and you even made it into the top five. It's hard work, and you are very competitive! Is Lin Feng going to run 3000 the day after tomorrow? I'll see you accompany him today. It should be no problem to run, when the time comes, work hard and try to get a result back!"
In this kind of track and field event, the top few are usually taken by track and field teams that have been professionally trained all year round. For ordinary classes that lack sports students, it is very gratifying to be able to enter a ranking that can add points.
Lin Feng nodded upon hearing the words: "Yes."
"Then I'll go first, don't stay too long, the school doesn't let students hide in the classroom, and the teacher will come to check after a while." Yang Chao reminded, "Lin Feng, the director asked you just now, are you okay?" Go find him."
Lin Feng responded, "Okay."
It was a while after the head teacher left that Ji Mingyue and Lin Feng met their eyes.
The classroom is still the same classroom, and the people are still the same person, but the magical atmosphere just now has dissipated, and the desperate impulse has also receded, and all the worries in the past flooded into my heart again. .
At this moment, he actually only exchanged a glance with Lin Feng, and then avoided his gaze, afraid that Lin Feng would ask him, what exactly did he want to say to him just now
The time-limited magic has disappeared, is he going to bite the bullet and confess
"Ji Mingyue."
Ah, Lin Feng is calling him...
"You've just… "
want to say? want to say? Ji Ming got more tangled and tangled, and finally raised his head and looked at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng was also looking at him, his eyes looked more gloomy and deep than usual.
"No matter what you wanted to say just now." Lin Feng stretched out a finger and put it on his lips, "Don't say it yet."
Ji Mingyue's pupils shrank slightly.
He didn't know if he understood Lin Feng's meaning correctly, but if Lin Feng really meant what he thought...
He wants to wait.
"I'm going to find the director." Lin Feng moved his fingers away, and now he stood up straight, and the positions of the two were reversed again, so that he could see Ji Mingyue when he lowered his eyes.
"Oh..." Ji Mingyue said.
Lin Feng leaned over, wiped the sweat on the back of his neck with a paper towel, and said, "If your legs are still sore, it's okay to sit for a while. The inspectors will take a look at it. You sit in my seat and lean against the wall. , she won't find you."
Ji Ming raised his eyes to look at him, and said, "Then I'll stay here, and I won't go anywhere."
Lin Feng paused his hand and said, "Okay. You wait for me."
The sports meeting of Class Six of Senior Three ended quite successfully, and they got the best civilized class group and the third place in the group total score—although they didn't get the first place, but for their class, it was already a gratifying result far exceeding previous years.
Moreover, the total score was 85, of which 25 points came from the rostrum for reading the manuscript, and 8 points came from Lin Feng's second place in the 3000-meter race.
"I also have a point of contribution, okay?" Ji Ming was more dissatisfied, "One point is love, and one point is love."
"Your contribution is more than that." Feng Rui said with a smile, "The photos of you holding the sign are all spread on the post bar. Help our class become famous again."
"..."
"I heard that someone in class 7 is selling sneak shots of you, ten yuan a piece, and fifty cents for a look." Wen Erya also approached enthusiastically, "We can't let our fat water go to outsiders, hurry up, do you have any fresh and clear photos of your life?" Come on, let’s run a partnership to combat piracy! We will split the money 50-50, and if the situation is good, you can wholesale some of Lin Feng’s for me!”
"Fuck off." Ji Mingyue said unhappily, "When it comes to taking pictures, we are not as professional as you. I think selling the private photos of 'a certain magazine's new model' must have a better prospect."
"Private photos? Damn, how can I have this thing, your thoughts are too dirty..."
Ling Xi interrupted seriously from the side: "No, I won't allow it."
"You are not allowed to be tall! You have already said that there is no such thing!"
…
Wen Erya was obsessed with bickering with Ling Xi over there, and had no time to care about this side, Lin Feng said to Ji Mingyue: "I have something to do tomorrow, I have to go out very early, maybe I don't have time to make breakfast."
Tomorrow is the weekend, their only day off now, Lin Feng probably put all the important things on this day.
"Oh, it's okay." In fact, Yao Chen also said tomorrow that he would come back and pick him up at home to go out to play. Ji Mingyue was hesitant to tell Lin Feng in advance: Although he hadn't met a few times, he always I think the atmosphere between these two is a bit weird...
He didn't need to mention it now, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Early the next morning, Ji Mingyue was still sleeping in his room when he was woken up by the vibration of his phone next to his pillow.
He dazedly touched the phone, saw clearly the words "Brother Chen" on it, and realized that Yao Chen should be here.
Unexpectedly, Yao Chen could come so early, Ji Mingyue hurriedly got up and opened the door for him, he glanced at the guest bedroom when he was half awake and wobbling, and Lin Feng really left early.
Yao Chen came here directly after getting off the plane. He was dressed in a silver-gray suit, with his hair brushed up to reveal his forehead. He had the air of a business elite earlier than in his previous life.
The only thing that was not in harmony with his body was the large and small bags in his hands, not only gifts for Ji Mingyue, but also freshly bought fruits and vegetables from the morning market.
"Have you never eaten the dishes made by your brother Chen?" Yao Chen laid out the meat and vegetables he bought on the kitchen counter, and smiled while sending himself an apron, "I asked Uncle Ji specifically about you. What you usually like to eat, this time it will make you full."
… In fact, Lin Feng cooks for him what he loves to eat every day, and he is often full of food, so that he is a little bit fed up...
Ji Ming leaned against the kitchen door and looked at him sleepily. Although such thoughts flashed through his mind, he didn't say anything, but smiled and said: "...it's such a troublesome thing, and you are tired, why don't we just go out Have a big meal."
Yao Chen smiled and said, "What's the same? How dare you despise your Brother Chen's cooking, you'll know when you taste it later."
Ji Mingyue smiled and said: "Wow, Brother Chen, are you so confident?"
"Yeah," Yao Chen turned his head and glanced at him with a smile, "I'm still thinking about going out to eat, of course it's different at home...you really haven't grown up."
This scene unknowingly coincided with a certain day in the previous life.
But when he heard this in his previous life, Ji Mingyue only felt warm and friendly, but now he felt something extraordinary in the way he looked at Yao Chen's eyes.