[Comprehensive] This guardian is a bit sad

I never thought that Jidou would appear on Holy Night at this time. When he came into contact with the man's gaze, Yameng's eyelids twitched suddenly. For some reason, a sense of guilt surged up. Then he thought that he hadn't done anything. Well, seeing him makes me feel guilty.

The strength of holding his hand is gradually increasing, Yameng raised his eyes to look at Weishi next to him in some puzzlement, is the other party nervous?

Withdrawing his gaze from the front, Wei Shi lowered his eyes to sort out his thoughts, and then gave Yameng a comforting smile, "The game is about to start, let's get ready first."

"Ah? Oh, oh..." Yameng moved the tied legs according to Weishi's movements, and couldn't help carefully observing the expressions on Weishi's face, while the other party was only seriously checking the tied legs of the two. Rope, nothing else.

Is it just an illusion?But Wei Shi seemed to glance in the direction of Ji Dou just now...

The referee instructed the contestants to stand on their respective starting lines, and while the referee adjusted the starting gun, Ya dreamed and asked tentatively: "Wei Shijun just... saw a few fights?"

"Well, I only found out that Brother Jidou had returned to Japan this morning." Wei Shi said calmly, with a cold look in his wine red eyes.

He also just asked casually, seeing that Wei Shi's reaction was not unusual, Yameng secretly heaved a sigh of relief, not worried about what would be exposed, but in his impression that as long as these two people meet, Jidou will always seem to be playing tricks Teasing Wei Shi like a child, he has seen Wei Shi blowing his hair many times.

Of course, this happened a long time ago, and it is also hard for Yameng to imagine Weishi blowing his hair in front of Jidou, but he still worries that the two will fight if they disagree.

In some respects, his worry is justified, as for the reason for the pinch, he may not be able to think of it in a short time.

The referee over there has already raised the starting gun, and Yameng subconsciously tightened his body. The distance from the finish line is 400 meters, and a curve needs to be passed. Although the distance is very short, two people with different legs tied together need to work together to complete the race If the tacit understanding is not enough, it is easy to fall in the middle of the game. It can be seen that the two-legged three-legged is not at all easier than other competitions.

"After the game starts, just keep your pace steady. I can say '1, 2'. As long as Yameng follows my rhythm, there should be no problem." Wei Shi said softly, holding Yameng's hand. He never let go, "If you are afraid of losing your rhythm and falling, hold my hand tightly, and I will hold Ya Mengjun in time."

Every word Weishi said was thinking for himself, Yameng put on a relaxed look, bent his arm and poked Weishi's shoulder, "Hey, hey, this competition requires the cooperation of the two of us, how can we be rejected? You're talking like you're the only one."

Yameng raised his eyebrows, raised their tightly clasped hands, and said to himself regardless of Weishi's slightly surprised eyes: "It's rare that I come to participate in the sports festival this year, so you can rely on me for a while." , Wei Shijun."

His eyes stared straight at the hands they were clasping, and then he turned to Yameng's confident face. A dark light flashed in his wine-red eyes. His smile softened a little, and he nodded slightly.

"it is good."

There was an uncontrollable inhalation sound from the crowd watching the game on the playground. The interesting game of two people and three legs did not attract much attention, but this time the contestants included Yui Kabe from Class B for the first year. Shi Heri Naisenya Meng, one is the "His Royal Highness" who has been the guardian and has been sought after since he was a child, and the other is the "cool and hot" high school who has attracted attention because of the aura of various misunderstandings. Students, no matter whose competition it is, it will attract many students to watch.

There were already many girls on the periphery covering their chests after seeing the two people's hands clasped on the field, and even a few big hands took out their SLR cameras to take pictures of this scene, showing wolf-like eyes Not beyond words.

The starting gun in the referee's hand sounded, and the six groups of contestants stepped out of the starting line at the same time.Following Weishi's previous advice, the two walked very steadily before passing the first corner. Although the speed was a little slower than that of the other groups, they never opened up too much distance.

After the first corner, Yameng took a deep breath, and unconsciously clenched Weishi's left hand with his right hand. Now he doesn't need Weishi to recite "1, 2" to beat him, and he can keep pace with him tacitly and steadily. forward.Half of the contestants behind them fell to the ground because they were too impatient, and Weishi and Yameng, who were far ahead of them, began to speed up their pace.

There is still half the distance to the finish line, and the two are already on the same level as the remaining two groups. Yameng feels that it is not impossible to win the first place in one fell swoop with the tacit understanding between him and Weishi as long as there are no accidents.

Approaching the group of runners in front, Yameng carefully avoided one of the tall boys to avoid being hit. When he was about to pass the boy and speed up, and Weishi rushed to the finish line, Yameng noticed the difference between the two running ahead. The sudden deviation of footsteps to the left blocked their sprint route.

Yameng frowned, only when the other party was unintentional and was about to move in, the tall boy standing in front of him turned his head at this moment, and the pair of inverted triangular eyes looked at Yameng, the maliciousness in his eyes was almost Want to come out.

There was a momentary stunned look on his face. He knew who this person was. It was the head player of the volleyball team who hit his knee with a volleyball at the sports festival a few years ago. Was it Domoto or Yamamoto? Yameng didn’t know. Thinking of meeting this person in two or three legs.

A bad premonition rose in his heart, and Yameng became vigilant. Just when he was about to remind Weishi to be careful of the volleyball team leader, the next second the guy's bent arm came towards him fiercely.

Yameng secretly thought that something was wrong, he clearly saw the blue veins on that arm, one can imagine how much strength this guy used, after the last volleyball match, Yameng knew that the volleyball team leader's arm had a lot of strength How scary, at this time, if you want to hide, you can't dodge it. If you really withstand the impact of this person, not only him, but Weishi will also be implicated.

The brain was running fast, and the body subconsciously made the most direct response.Before the man's arm hit him, Yameng let go of the hand he held with Weishi immediately, without giving the other party time to react, Yameng put the loosened arm in front of Weishi, looking at Weishi's surprised eyes Xia Yameng can only do its best to minimize the interference it receives.

Confused by Yameng's sudden actions, Weishi stopped subconsciously. When he turned his head to look at Yameng, his pupils constricted suddenly in the next second. By the time he wanted to stop it, it was too late. Seeing the man's arm with blue veins slamming into Yameng fiercely——

Ji Dou, who was standing far away from the crowd, paused just as he was about to lift his foot to leave. His good vision allowed him to see the changes on the field. He heard the sound of breathing around him. Seeing that Yameng, who had withstood the impact of the big man, suddenly fell down.

"Yameng-jun!!" Wei Shi almost lost his voice, he immediately reached out to catch Yameng's fallen body, and the nylon rope tied to his leg was suddenly loosened by the actions of the two of them.

Seeing that his impact failed to bring down both of them, the head of the volleyball club named Domoto let out a regretful "Tsk", and immediately led his bewildered partner to continue sprinting towards the finish line regardless of the consequences.

Not in the mood to care about the culprit who was sprinting towards the finish line, Wei Shi put all his attention on Yameng, who squatted down halfway with his head covered.Seeing the pained look on his face with his eyes closed tightly, he forced himself to calm down. The place where the volleyball team leader hit just now was... his head?

Holding Yameng's trembling shoulders with both hands, it seemed that he was affected by him, and Weishi couldn't help shaking at this moment. Just when he stood up and wanted to find the school doctor, Yameng stretched out his hand and grabbed him.

"Yamengjun?" Wei Shi immediately squatted down and carefully helped him up, "Did you hit your head? I will help you to the infirmary right now."

Listening to Wei Shi's slightly trembling voice, Yameng knew that the way he suddenly fell down had frightened him just now, "It's not a big problem...it's just a little dizzy, compared to this..."

Shaking his dizzy head and looking forward, the head of the volleyball team had already left them behind by a large margin. After thinking about it, he knew that he had no chance to win. For some reason, for the first time, he felt a feeling of unwillingness. .

If it wasn't for that bastard who suddenly tricked him...

Staring at Yameng for a moment, seeing his expression of unwillingness to purse his lips, Weishi hesitated and said, "Mr. Yameng... really want to win this competition?"

"None of the participants don't want to win." Yameng shrugged helplessly, "But it will be very difficult for us to reach the end in this situation." Not to mention that his head is still dizzy and he can't concentrate. The nylon rope of the leggings also loosened and fell, and now it is indeed impossible to even reach the finish line.

A dim light flashed in his eyes, Wei Shi lowered his eyes, the group behind was about to catch up, he knew Yameng's resignation in his helpless tone, and he also knew that the man in the crowd must be watching at this moment.

Reason told him that what he had to do now was to send Yameng to the infirmary, but a flash of thoughts in his mind made him bend down again——

"Wei Shijun?" Ya dreamed that the other party bent down and stretched out his hand to him, thinking that he was going to help him to the infirmary. When he wanted to say that he could walk there alone, Wei Shi's hand was on his shoulder .

There was a sudden high-pitched exclamation from the crowd. The girls covered their mouths and couldn't believe what was happening before them. His Royal Highness, who was gentle and polite to everyone, bent down and picked up the suspected injured Nai Senyameng. .

Listening to the exclamations around him one after another, Yameng looked up at Weishi who suddenly picked him up with a dazed expression. Shouldn't he go to the infirmary with him? !What is this operation all of a sudden? !

No longer in the mood to take into account the various strange gazes from around him, Yameng's brain was completely shut down, and he didn't understand why he was held in the arms of a man of the same sex again, under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Hey, why did I say "again"?

It took no effort at all to pick up Yameng, who was about the same height as him, and Weishi knew that the person being hugged by him must have received a huge shock at this time.

Weishi lowered his head and whispered in Yameng's ear: "We will win this game."

The voice was comforting, and Yameng's mood calmed down a little, while Weishi who was holding him had already taken a step forward, sprinting forward at a steady pace that could hardly feel the slightest panic, holding a boy's body in his arms. There was no reluctance on Weishi's face. Amidst the cheers and cheers around him, Weishi stared at the group of people who were about to reach the finish line in front of him, and his sprint speed became faster and faster——

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After the game, Yameng lay down in the school's infirmary as a matter of course. After careful observation, the school doctor diagnosed that it was only a slight concussion caused by the impact, and he could recover after a night's rest.

After hearing the news, the few people who came here were all relieved when they saw that there was nothing serious. Miya threw herself on Yameng with a mournful face and choked up, "Great." Even Limo's expression was not very good.

Kukai, who found out what happened, suddenly sank his face. He and Weishi never expected that the volleyball team leader whom they taught would appear in the two-legged match, and once again attacked Yameng .

The anger in his chest could hardly be restrained, Kukai threw down the schoolbag in his hand and wanted to run to find that bastard to settle the score, but Yameng stopped him:

"Using force at school will be punished." Yameng said solemnly: "And this time I didn't suffer any injuries, just as if I was hit by garbage, I don't mind, and Kukai, don't be angry."

"Yameng-kun is right, Soma-kun." Weishi also agreed, and he calmly pulled back Kukai who was about to rush out of the door, but his tone was cold, "Now is not the time to do anything, as for That Tang Benjun, it won’t be too late to leave him in the ball game competition next month.”

Immediately understanding the meaning of Weishi's words, Kukai gradually calmed down, and had a plan in mind just like Weishi.He raised his hand and patted the stiff and ugly face, Kukai temporarily threw the bastard Domoto aside, then put on his usual vigorous smile and joked with Yameng who was lying on the hospital bed, the infirmary where the school doctor was temporarily out rang There were bursts of laughter.

"Oh, sure enough, children at this age are the most energetic."

A slender young man with light blond hair stood outside the door of the infirmary, listening to the lively voices from inside with a soft smile on his face, "You mean it, Mr. Ji Dou?"

"..."

Ji Dou, the cat, came out helplessly at the corner, his eyes met the man who was smiling at him, and Ji Dou's scalp tingled for a while, no matter how long it had passed, he was still not good at dealing with this man.

"Why don't you go in? Lord Ji Dou is also very worried about that child." The young man asked softly.

"...the brats are too noisy."

"Hahahaha, how can you say that those children are noisy when they look so energetic." The young man shook his head and said in a teasing tone: "It's not so much that it's noisy as it is that I don't know how to deal with those two children who were in the sports festival. Well done kid."

"Watching someone you care about being rescued by others, this feeling must be very unwilling, isn't it, Lord Ji Dou?"

Listening to the young man's gentle but sharp words, Ji Dou leaned against the wall and fell silent.

The young man was not annoyed when he saw that he was silent, but looked up and down the man leaning against the wall with great interest, his eyes resting on his slightly messy hair and large wrinkled clothes. Curiously: "I feel like you're in a bit of a mess, Mr. Dou, were you chased by some kitten or puppy just now?"

"...just to teach the next kid who doesn't know how serious it is." Ji Dou hummed and laughed.

The young man smiled without saying a word, but turned his gaze to the infirmary where there were bursts of laughter. The door of the infirmary was ajar, and he clearly saw the pink-haired man surrounded by the hospital bed with a helpless smile on his face. juvenile.

"Ji Dou-jun... like that child very much, right?" the young man asked.

The topic changed suddenly, Ji Dou raised his head, followed the young man's line of sight and saw the young man in the infirmary, and after a while he said in a deep voice, "En."

"Hey, how long have you liked him?"

Suddenly there was no sound behind him. The young man still had a gentle smile on his face and did not continue to ask questions. The atmosphere of silence filled the empty corridor.

Just when the young man thought that the other party would not answer, he heard the person behind him suddenly whisper:

"Like it all the time."

The author has something to say:

On why the couple of fancy confessions behind the scenes still haven't tricked the target of the confession (Tan Shou

The plot of two people with three legs, our high school sports meeting. At that time, when a group of players was about to reach the finish line, the leggings rope suddenly loosened. In the end, the boy got anxious and really picked up another person and rushed towards him. At the end, there are two boys, imagine the expressions of the crowd at that time... (Of course there is no result in the end

So I refer to that sport that will make the worldly boyfriend power up in an instant, and piss off that boring man who doesn't live up to expectations :)