He Zhili was stunned, and after about two seconds, he slowly turned his face sideways, and his calm and somewhat aggrieved gaze fell on the tip of her nose.

…… The girl's posture of holding a water is like a dry fight.

Xu Youzhi stood in front of him, his eyes drooping, the bottle of water he was holding at his fingertips looked like ice, with a faint vapor, and fine water droplets were also condensed on the originally transparent packaging.

He reached out to her.

"You're late, I'm done."

Xu Youzhi raised his eyebrows, unscrewed the bottle cap directly, handed him the water, and blocked him with his words: "Say it again, I am not used to you." ”

“……”

He Zhili got the water that had been unscrewed, and was silent for two seconds, tilted his head, and took a big sip as if venting his anger.

Did he and Xu Youzhi get the wrong script?

Shouldn't all guys do things like screwing bottle caps?

The young man took a mouthful of ice water in his mouth, his white and tender cheeks bulged slightly, and the clear and clean pupils were slightly dyed red.

Xu Youzhi snorted lightly, his eyes shifted, and his calm and indifferent gaze took a little playfulness and banter, and fell on Ye Suwei, who had a black face.

The crimson and beautiful lips are slightly raised.

The arc is shallow, and he smiles with unknown meanings.

"You talk."

Her voice was very calm, like the host was entertaining, and her tone didn't sound uncomfortable, but-Ye Suwei understood.

Xu Youzhi is demonstrating to her, this is proving to her what kind of familiar and dependent relationship she and He Zhili are.

It was clear that she handed him water earlier than Xu Youzhi.

But He didn't take it, he didn't want her water.

As soon as Xu Youzhi approached, he looked aggrieved and begged her for water to drink, while complaining that she was late.

This is not the He Zhili she remembers.

In her impression, He Zhili was the one leaning against the alley, and a girl would take the initiative to snuff out her cigarette when she approached; After the fight, he was covered in scars, leaning against the wall, with his chin up, but when he saw a child, he would silently block himself, so as not to scare other people's clean boys.

So even if his dad goes to jail and his mother doesn't want him, so what?

He Zhili is still clean and soft.

He was exceptional.

But his gentleness, carefulness, and childishness are all set to "only Xu Youzhi can see".

This realization made Ye Suwei feel like she had been slapped invisibly.

She bit her lip tightly, and her knuckles were hard white.

The sound shattered.

He Zhili glanced at her, took a step back with a cold expression, and did not speak.

Then, he turned around simply and raised his hand to grab Xu Youzhi's wrist.

The eyes are low.

The voice is light, and the words are not very clear.

- "You help me, I'm tired." ”

-

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the women's 800 meters, Xu Youzhi was caught up on the shelf, and her strength is sprinting, not long-distance running.

So she rushed, stopped, rushed, stopped.

The results are not bad.

But the strange thing is that when she checked in before, she clearly didn't hear Meiyi Ye Suwei's name, but when she officially played, she suddenly found that Ye Suwei was next to her.

Xu Youzhi: "......"

Lin Yixian told her that although this Ye Suwei is not as good as Xu Youzhi, she is on the track and field team in junior high school.

Xu Youzhi: "......"

How she compares to the track and field team.

So she completely calmed down and rushed and stopped at her own pace.

But this Ye Suwei is like a barriel on her.

She runs, and she runs.

She stopped, and she stopped.

That's pretty ...... Fuck.