"Qian'er, I'll go!"

"Oh, that, the race went well, be careful on the road! If you come back, remember to come to me, you know! ”

"Got it, I'll look for you as soon as I come back, don't worry!"

"I won't send you, I'm afraid I can't help crying!"

"Good!"

Qian'er looked at the back of the sturdy young man who was gradually moving away, and tears flowed out uncontrollably.

"What are you crying about, he wants to get on a higher and more dazzling playing field, that's a good thing, what are you crying about, you have to work hard to be worthy of him."

Qian'er muttered to herself, in fact, she didn't tell Lei Batian that she secretly started learning taekwondo a year ago.

You ask me why she went to learn taekwondo instead of boxing, because she has been to many gyms, but her masters say that she is weak and not suitable for learning boxing, but they suggest that she learn taekwondo.

So she went, this girl thought that she couldn't learn boxing, learn taekwondo, anyway, they were all practicing martial arts, in this way, she and Brother Batian would have a common topic. In the future, I can help him stretch and train with him.

Before you know it, a month has passed.

At this moment, in the park, Qian'er was squatting alone in the sand pool, holding a branch in her right hand, drawing circles on the ground, but her mouth was constantly muttering.

"Hey! He won the gold medal half a month ago, but half a month has passed, and he has not returned. I don't think I'm coming back!

A few years ago, he moved, and he specially informed me,

He promised me that even if he did want to leave, he would tell me, and he only told me before he left that he would come back when he went to the competition.

But he finished the competition half a month ago, will he lie to me, will he not want me, will he not like me anymore! ”

As she spoke, she burst into tears.

Her delicate face was filled with tears, and at this moment, a bottle of honeysuckle tea appeared in front of her.

"Honeysuckle tea, it's still in glass. Could it be..."

She jerked her head up and saw that it was the most familiar face—Lei Batian.

"When you came back, I knew you wouldn't want me, you say, where did you go? I'll come back as soon as the game is over. But what about you? I've been there for so long, I've been waiting for you for a long time..."

Lei Batian hugged Qian'er who rushed over, listened to her words patiently, and there was a smile in his eyes that couldn't be hidden, but then it was replaced by an inexplicable coldness.

Halfway, he opened his mouth and said, "Qian'er, I have something very important to tell you!" ”

"What's the matter? You're not going to tell me you've won the championship! Hahaha, I secretly watched your live game on my phone in the classroom that afternoon, and I already knew that! ”

Qian'er came out of his arms, blinked her smart and moist eyes, looked at him, and said very arrogantly.

He sighed lightly, then took a step back, stared at Qian'er in front of him with a cold gaze, and said in an indifferent tone: "Let's keep a little distance in the future!" After all, we're not children anymore. Right? ”

"You... What do you mean, I... No, did something happen, it's okay, it's okay, you say! Let's talk about it together. After hearing this, Qian'er cried again, she walked forward with a crying voice, took his hand, and said aggrievedly.

Qian'er has been thinking about him every day for the past month, and she almost cried with emotion the moment she saw him on the podium on her phone screen.

She knew, she knew how much sweat this teenager had put into becoming a good boxer.

For this reason, she is willing and hopes to accompany this stubborn boy all the way forward, to the world arena, to win his glory.

But a month later, the boy told her that he wanted to abandon himself and not himself.

At this moment, his cold expression was so unfamiliar, and his words were like spikes, piercing his heart fiercely.

Lei Batian turned his head sideways, suppressed the surging emotions in his heart and the tears in the corners of his eyes, raised his head, looked at it word by word, and said:

"Don't you understand? I don't like you anymore, how far you go get me out!

Especially at school, don't look for me, so as not to disturb Lao Tzu's flirtatious sister!

Get lost!!! ”

Let's say, Lei Batian left, half a sound, and Qian'er, who had reacted, looked at the figure that was gradually moving away in the distance, plopped, and knelt down in the sand pool, her face full of tears.

This year, she was fifteen years old and he was sixteen.

After that, even though they were in the same high school and their classes were on the same floor, they both deliberately kept their distance, as if they were two strangers.

Ke Qian'er never forgot him in her heart, she heard that he did not choose to join the provincial team, nor did he accept the olive branch thrown by the national team.

Instead, he chose to fight black boxing.

She didn't understand, he had told himself that black boxing was a non-technical, worthless thing, just a dirty gathering place to vent dissatisfaction and promote violence. He would rather starve to death than touch, let alone fight.

And now, he has chosen to fight black boxing, supposedly to make money.

Is he really that short of money?

For the sake of money, he was willing to give up his career and give up his dream of becoming a world boxing champion for so many years.

Qian'er didn't understand, she was also forcing herself not to think about it, she was looking for a reasonable explanation for his choice in countless tossing and turning nights, but she couldn't find it, perhaps, this once stubborn boy had changed.

After all, it is human beings who will change, some people have become better, while others have abandoned their principles and chosen to fall.

But I still don't understand that he was such a good boy. What, hey!

Thinking back to the present, Qian'er stared blankly at the figure she was very familiar with not far away, and after kicking away a hideous-looking zombie, she turned around and entered the library.

For some reason, when he saw Lei Batian safely enter the library, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Yourself, still can't let him go?

"Hey!"

At this moment, a crisp and slightly childish voice caught her attention.

She subconsciously turned her head and saw the little girl dressed in black—Blood Yan staring at her with a playful expression.

I saw that the blood Yan touched his long hair, and pretended to say casually:

"There are some things that you have to deal with. If you have any doubts in your heart, then go to the person who knows the answer! Remembering this, remembering that, there's a fart! ”

"No, cutie, you... What are you talking about? How I don't understand! Yu'er asked stupidly.