Figure Skating: Waltz on Ice

On the way back after the banquet, Du Liangchen and Mei Jing had a private chat right under the coach's nose.

Du Liangchen wanted to make a three-point agreement with him:

For the sake of each other's future, their relationship should not be known to others for the time being;

Do not act intimately in public;

Always avoid suspicion in public places.

Mei Jing was extremely unwilling, but considering that her fans were attacking Du Liangchen online, she knew this was the best way to protect him, so she could only reluctantly agree.

With a month and a half until the next competition, Du Liangchen and Mei Jing returned to the team, received praise, and then went back to school.

Final exams are coming up soon, so I need to go back and cram to avoid failing, otherwise I'll be incredibly embarrassed.

In order not to be disturbed or disturb others, the two bought two first-class tickets.

Upon arriving at the high-speed rail station, the two were caught off guard and surrounded by fans who were waiting there. They didn't know how their itinerary had been leaked.

Blocked at the entrance and unable to move an inch, Mei Jing instinctively shielded Du Liangchen behind her.

The crowd chanted, "Du Liangchen is starting a blog!"

"Du Liangchen, stay away from my Jingbao!"

"Mei Jing, wake up! Don't be fooled by that little vixen, Du Liangchen!"

"Ah!!! Du Liangchen, stay away from my brother!"

.......

The hall was instantly filled with a cacophony of voices, each saying something different.

The dense crowd and the strong smells seeped into Du Liangchen's nose through his mask.

His brows were furrowed, his eyes filled with pain, and he covered his mouth and nose tightly, enduring the jostling and pulling of the people behind him.

This left Du Liangchen, who had just recovered from a cold and whose asthma had just stabilized, suffering from airsickness and jet lag, clearly exhausted and eager to get back to school for exams.

He felt as if his lungs were blocked, and it was becoming increasingly difficult for him to breathe.

Mei Jing stood in front of Du Liangchen, preventing him from seeing his pained expression, until she felt her leg being bumped.

"what!!!!"

Before he could turn around, he heard a piercing scream behind him, and then he saw Du Liangchen slumped limply to the ground.

"Du Liangchen!"

"Stop pushing! Back up, do you hear me? Back up—"

"What's wrong, Xiaochen? Don't scare me! Where do you feel unwell? Is your asthma acting up again?" she asked anxiously, her voice trembling.

Mei Jing hugged Du Liangchen tightly with heartache, took off his mask, and saw him gasping for breath like a fish out of water. Mei Jing was so frightened that her hands trembled.

"Huff...huff..." Du Liangchen, pale and with purple lips due to lack of oxygen, said weakly, "...medicine."

"Medicine, I have it, I have it..." Mei Jing tried to take out his asthma medication from his bag, but his hands trembled so much that he couldn't unzip it three times. Finally, a fan who was closest to him stepped forward and unzipped the backpack for him.

"Thank you, thank you!"

"Waaah~ I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry." After apologizing, she pushed through the crowd and walked away crying.

Mei Jing's trembling hands opened the lid twice before finally managing to open it and put it into Du Liangchen's mouth. "Here it is, the medicine is here!" Du Liangchen's fingers stiffly gripped Mei Jing's hand.

"All of you, stand back!" Mei Jing roared frantically at the crowd surrounding the two, tears welling in her eyes. "Stand back! Don't you hear me? People will die!"

Everyone was terrified by Du Liangchen's appearance. Knowing they had caused trouble, they dared not push forward and retreated, quickly creating a vacuum around Mei Jing.

Mei Jing loosened Du Liangchen's collar to make him more comfortable.