After hearing this, Song Jiaxi's body stiffened, turned her head, with tears in her eyes, and looked at the teacher with embarrassment: "Teacher......"

"Usually when you are fine, you have to strengthen physical exercise, you look at you, just run two thousand meters, crying like this......" The teacher looked at Song Jiaxi with some disgust, raised the stopwatch in his hand and shook it at her and said: "Crying like this, I haven't passed yet, you said you, you have to make up the exam......"

"Do you want to take a make-up exam??" As soon as Song Jiaxi heard the word "make-up exam", she only felt that it was dark in front of her, and the whole person was about to faint.

"Forget it, for the sake of your boyfriend who is so handsome and keeps encouraging you, I'll let you go this time." The teacher looked at her with some amusement, shook his head and said, "You passed, but when you take the 2,000-meter test next year, I hope you can perform a little better than today." ”

"I'm going to take the exam next year!?" Song Jiaxi suddenly felt a little desperate.

"Hehe, the fine tradition of A University, academic performance and physical fitness should be grasped with both hands!!" The teacher gently patted Song Jiaxi's shoulder and said, "Just finished running, don't be in a hurry to stop and rest, walk around again, let your body slowly relax, okay, there's nothing else to do in this class, let's disperse." ”

After the teacher said this, he picked up the whistle hanging on his chest and blew it twice, and the students on the playground dispersed in twos and threes.

Liang Huan lowered his head and looked at Song Jiaxi, who was running red and steaming, and couldn't help but lean over and kiss her cold cheek and said, "Can you still walk, do you want me to carry you back??" ”

"Yes!!" Song Jiaxi responded almost without any hesitation, and without waiting for Liang Huan to squat down, he crawled on top of him with his hands and feet.

Liang Huan looked at her with some amusement, squatted down silently, and waited for her to lie down, then he carried her firmly and walked in the direction of the dormitory.

The long, sycamore tree-covered path in the school was now only a bare trunk.

The sunny winter sun shone down from the gaps in those branches, shining on Song Jiaxi's body and Liang Huan's side face.

She pressed her cold little face to his hot neck, closed her eyes, and said contentedly, "If only you could run on my back for two thousand meters......

Liang Huan turned his head, glanced at her, and smiled helplessly: "I'm afraid you want to exhaust me." ”

Song Jiaxi laughed, rubbed his neck and said coquettishly to him: "Didn't you say that if I ran past the finish line, I would have candy to eat?" What about sugar? Where is it?? ”

"In the pocket of my jacket, you take it yourself." Liang Huan carried her on his back and said in a gentle voice as he walked forward.

Song Jiaxi reached out in his pocket and took out a few pieces of candy, she picked it, peeled a Wangzi milk candy and threw it into her mouth, then put her arms around his neck and asked, "Every time in the future, when I take the 2,000-meter test, will you wait for me at the finish line?" ”

"Hmm." Liang Huan nodded, and replied to her seriously: "Every time in the future, I will bring sugar and wait for you at the finish line." ”

That winter, the winter after she ran two thousand meters, it seemed that even the sun smelled of milk candy.

It's a pity that in every subsequent 2,000-meter run, she was the only one who crossed the finish line crying.

And the road overgrown with plane trees, and then she was the only one, walking slowly.

- Good night, Momoda, that ...... The story must be told slowly, the misunderstanding must be slowly resolved, and the two of them can't sit at the table, and then they will be together, and the text will be finished, right? ?