I finally messed up the dinner, and I nested in my warm quilt again.

A Sweet Night......

……

Since he chose to be far away, he only cared about the wind and rain. The days were like being copied, day after day.

When you decide to be a good soldier who constantly refreshes yourself and moves forward desperately in the war of life!

Everything was arranged, and the days of analysis began to become boring and interesting.

I eat breakfast seriously every morning, go to school seriously, handle relationships with my classmates seriously, and study hard.

When I get home, I will tutor with my cheap brother.

He is very unwilling to admit defeat in his bones, he wants to hit the south wall,

After all, it is a wall, how can it be better than people!

The people in Class H of the third year of high school are also like chicken blood, all of them are studying hard, and their grades are naturally improving by leaps and bounds.

The days are just like this......

The annual sports meeting in Wuxia has opened, and such a scene is of course indispensable for attention.

"Xidian, come on! Come on! ……”

"Hold on, we're almost at the end......"

……

The sound of cheering and cheering of classmates came from the ears of Xi who was running 3000m, and he was not moved by the fake, and he walked with a smile and a relaxed step.

Just three kilometers is as simple as drinking water for analysis, but it can't be too overshadowing.

In the first few laps, he maintained a distance of almost half a lap from the second place, and in the last lap, he directly overtook him.

It is no surprise that he won the first place in this project for Class H of the third year of high school.

Not surprisingly, the audience erupted in cheers, mixed with incredulity.

The offshore wind and Qi Shumo, who came to support the analysis, didn't expect that the analysis ran for three thousand meters, completely like a person who had nothing to do, and could move freely on his own, as if he had come over.

The two looked at each other,

Well

It's 3,000 meters! How is it different from what they imagined?

The people behind were still running, panting as if they were going to fall there next and fall unconscious.

Why are the classmates in my class so unusual?

Well!

Except for a little red face!

I feel very bad now, I have been training for so long, and I feel a little tired after running a mere 3,000 meters.

No, no, it seems that the intensity of the training is not enough?

This body is still too weak.

If only they knew what was going on in their hearts.

It will definitely spit out all the old blood.

Dare to love them for running here tired and tired, people don't take it seriously at all!

It's the same person, why is the gap so big?

Xi turned his head and looked at Yuan Qishan, who was approaching the end, smiling evilly, the young man's black broken hair stood slightly on his white forehead because of some sweat, shaking his head, casually handsome. The bright sunlight shone on his body, and for a moment, he looked like a noble son who came out of a comic.

"Are you alright? Oops, why is it so miserable, it's so pathetic......"

He admitted that he was very naughty, and looked at Yuan Qishan, who had always been pretentious, running with an embarrassed face, and was a little mocking.

"Yan Liangxi, don't go too far, don't you just run first? What a ......."

It was Tan Yixue who spoke, and he once again had a strong sense of hatred under the severity of the analysis.

"Did I talk to you?" Xi tilted his head and looked directly at Tan Yixue with obsidian-like eyes with a sharp gaze, his voice was faint, and a smile seemed to be absent at the corner of his mouth, and he continued casually, "Classmate Yuan, let's hurry up and rest!" Right, Hua-san? ”

Hua Yimin, who was named, stiffened suddenly, and the hand holding Yuan Qishan unconsciously increased his strength.

Since the last time I was at the bar. She was deeply afraid of this teenager who always had a smile on his lips.

The boy didn't do anything to her at the time, but that's why she was so scared.

At that time, the ruthlessness of the young man's attack made her live in a terrible nightmare every day, for fear that she would fall into it that day.

Now when I see the young man who is still smiling like that day, I feel fear.

……

Whether you owe someone else or yourself, how many "sorrys" have you owed? Time is ruthless first, it doesn't care if you are still a child, as long as you delay a little, hesitate a little, it will immediately help you decide the ending of the story. It will turn the "sorry" owed into unaffordable. And turn a lot of "I'm sorry" into too late.

- Da Bing "Be Good, Touch Your Head"