Before Qin Chenchen had run two hundred meters, she felt that her throat and lungs were about to burn.

She gulped for breath through her mouth, heavy gasps echoing in her head.

She felt only two words: to die!

Fortunately, a sense of mission arises spontaneously, and she can't do it if she gives up this kind of thing halfway.

So, she gritted her teeth, adjusted her breathing, dragged her sore legs, and ran forward step by step.

From time to time, people on both sides of the runway cheered for her: "Come on, Chenchen, there are still three laps!" ”

Qin Chenchen's feet stumbled, and he almost didn't fall to his death.

She asked Cang Tian speechlessly:, there are still three laps!

After running a lap, Qin Chenchen felt that she was not so tired, she was like a robot, running forward mechanically at a uniform speed.

If it goes on like this, it should be fine.

But it's a game. Many classmates shouted at her: "Qin Chenchen, come on, you must run first." ”

She's go! It's good that she can finish the run alive, and she even has to let her run the first place!

Another voice smashed over: "Qin Chenchen, run faster, you were overtaken by that fat man in Class C!" ”

Qin Chenchen turned his head, Mom, it's true!

The chubby girl from Class C next to her actually ran in front of her!

The pressure from his classmates, the urgency of the game, and the surpassing of his opponent made Qin Chenchen's brain explode instantly.

For a while, she had only one thought: run faster, she couldn't be thrown away by her opponent!

So, as if a submotor had been installed on his legs, the frequency increased, and he ran forward with all his might.

With this acceleration, Qin Chenchen felt like he was going to die again.

No, no, she was so tired and uncomfortable that she felt that her breath could not save her life.

Abandon?

Give it up!

It's so heavy! Heavy eyelids, heavy breathing, heavy legs, heavy feet, heavy whole body!

Every cell in her body was shouting two words: give up!

Do you want to give up?

I want to give up!

Sweat ran down her forehead, blurring her eyes. Her eyes hurt. The red-and-white plastic runway ahead is infinitely long, as if there is no end to it.

The pace is getting slower and slower, gradually, slower than walking.

Just as she was about to stop to take a breath, a white figure came to her.

"Can't stop!"

The voice couldn't have been more familiar, but it was a deep, magnetic voice with a little more tension and warmth than before.

Like a bend of the spring and a breeze, her spirit instantly stirred.

For a moment, she forgot about her exhaustion. Panting, she said angrily, "What are you doing here?" ”

His legs are extraordinarily long, so he walks at a pace that matches her running pace.

"I'm afraid that if I don't come again, your wish will not come true!"

Qin Chenchen glanced at him weakly, "If you can't achieve it, you can't achieve it." I'm not motivated at all. ”

"And what do you need to be motivated?"

Qin Chenchen wanted to cry, "How do I know?" I'm dying! ”

As she spoke, she was about to stop. Unbeknownst to her, Leng Mo helped her waist and used a slight force, forcing her to continue running.

"Don't stop. Stop, you won't be able to run up behind you. ”

“... But ...... "Woo, she's so tired!"

"Don't, readjust your breathing and look ahead."

"Oh......"

At this 1,500 meters, Qin Chenchen thought that he couldn't run down even if he died. I didn't expect to persist in the end.

But the reason why she was able to persist was indeed because of the cold ink factor.

He did something that surprised her: run along!

When she couldn't run, he was by her side, with her tired pace, teaching her how to adjust her breathing, and leading her to run the whole distance step by step.

In the end, she ran numb.

She suddenly felt that if there was another person walking and running together on the same road, then the exhaustion would not be so intense.

As she reached the finish line, a feeling of sadness rose abruptly.

That feeling of losing the support and companionship of others!

Qin Chenchen squatted on the ground and gasped for breath, watching him disappear into the crowd.

He's gone!

At that moment, Qin Chenchen's bean-sized tears fell down with a click.

Some classmates came around, wiping her sweat and rubbing her shoulders. Everyone thought she was tired and crying.

Only she knows, she cries because she knows what she has and what she can't have!

Those who can't have it are not hers in the first place, so it is not a loss.

But it was like quicksand passing in the palm of her hand, and the meteor flew through the night, so that she was lucky enough to see the beauty and then disappeared forever.

Loneliness, nothingness, regret!

What a sword that can cut people's hearts!

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"Cold ink."

"Call me what?"

“emmm... Brother. ”

"Say."

"As you said, I ran one thousand and five alive, and you gave me a wish."

"Hmm!"

"Am I going to be a scoundrel?"

"Have you been a scoundrel for a day or two? Well? Little scoundrel! ”

“... That... Can I keep that wish, and I'll redeem it with you later. ”

"Hmm!"