Figure Skating: Waltz on Ice

Mei Jing and Fu Nanchu held hands tightly for a long time without letting go. Du Liangchen looked up at their faces and saw that they were staring straight into each other's eyes, as if the surrounding noise had lost its meaning and the whole world seemed to consist only of the two of them.

Du Liangchen covered his mouth in surprise. It's no wonder he was suspicious; that look in his eyes was really not innocent. Besides, what kind of good person would gaze at their friend's friend with such affection on their first meeting?

Mei Jing snapped out of her daze and realized that the two were still holding hands. Her expression changed instantly, and she disgustedly shook them off.

"No offense, but why did you come back?" Mei Jing frowned, her face showing extreme displeasure, though her voice softened slightly.

Fu Nanchu also looked disgusted, rubbing her palm on her pants. "What are you talking about? My legs are my own, I can come back whenever I want!"

Du Liangchen blinked, momentarily confused. Just a moment ago they were looking at each other with affection, as if they were long-lost friends, how come they suddenly started to dislike each other?

"You two... know each other?"

"Huh?" Mei Jing and Fu Nanchu exchanged a glance and said in unison, "We don't know them!"

After saying that, the two of them turned their heads away at the same time, as if they didn't want to talk to each other anymore.

Goodness, their teamwork is amazing! Even Du Liangchen and Mei Jing, who have been teammates for so many years, don't have this level of chemistry.

Du Liangchen was even more puzzled. What exactly was the relationship between these two? Seeing that they were unwilling to talk about it, he wasn't someone without boundaries and insisted on knowing.

"Whoosh..."

Du Liangchen felt short of breath as soon as he stepped off the ice, and it hadn't gotten any better. He guessed it was because he hadn't trained for the past few days and the cold air caused his bronchi to constrict. He clutched his chest and got up to leave.

The two people opposite, who loathed each other, assumed that Du Liangchen was angry because he didn't want to reveal their relationship.

Fu Nanchu asked, "Hey, Xiao Chen, where are you going?"

Mei Jing nodded: "Yes, you're not leaving because of the two of us, are you?"

"No, I'm just going to get something, you don't need to worry about me." Du Liangchen waved his hand, suppressing the tightness in his chest, and explained slowly.

Mei Jing's expression suddenly changed, and she stood up abruptly, reaching out to support Du Liangchen. "Are you having trouble breathing again? Sit down and don't move. Give me your wristband and I'll go get you your medicine."

"Thank goodness, I can go by myself..."

Fu Nanchu also remembered the rumors circulating online that Du Liangchen had severe asthma, and anxiously got up to surround him, "Xiao Chen, how are you feeling? Are you alright? Should we go to the hospital?"

Surrounded by the two, Du Liangchen felt the air around him shrink, and his breathing became increasingly rapid. He took a step back, saying, "No, stop surrounding me."

Du Liangchen glanced at Fu Nanchu and said, "Brother, move aside, Xiaochen can't breathe."

"Oh, oh." Fu Nanchu quickly took a step back to make room.

"Xiao Chen, be good." Mei Jing's attitude was firm, but her voice was full of concern. "You sit here, I'll go."

He then pressed Du Liangchen down into a chair, asking, "Which pocket is your hand card in?"

Du Liangchen stopped pretending and reached into his pocket.

Mei Jing noticed his movement and reached into his pants pocket before him. The sudden touch on his thigh made Du Liangchen stiffen.

Mei Jing felt it, but because she was in a hurry to get the medicine, she didn't take it to heart. Du Liangchen was very ticklish, so he rarely put his arm around anyone.