I won't chase you a second time

He Mingxu had a dream, dreaming about many things about Jiang Wensong.

When we first met, Jiang Wensong introduced himself on the podium. He was not particularly tall but not short either. He stood there quietly and looked upright.

She looked nervous when she greeted him shyly with a southern accent, but sat next to him and chatted with a big smile.

His skin was very fair, probably because the weather was too hot, his face was red, and He Mingxu felt that he was different from the boys he had seen before.

The following days seem to be clearly remembered every day, the first time I went to the big bathhouse, the first time I was angry with myself, the first time I was made to cry by myself, the first time I hugged, the first time I held hands...

The ignorant mutual mutual affection, everything vividly seems to have happened yesterday.

Recalling so many beautiful things, but even if it was a dream, he was unwilling to give him a happy ending. Suddenly, the heart palpitations of losing contact with Jiang Wensong surged up. He Mingxu opened his eyes suddenly, and the surrounding senses suddenly became clear. come over.

The old electric fan in the dormitory was still spinning, but there was no cool breeze. The room temperature in the small dormitory where the four boys lived was not low even in autumn.

The faint light in the corridor shone in the dormitory, He Mingxu got used to it for a few seconds, and sat up silently.

After sitting for a long time, I still can't figure out why Jiang Wensong looks like he doesn't remember the past at all.

After the hip-hop club session ended, the training relaxed a lot.

College life has also gradually entered the state, and the half-term of the semester is about to usher in the mid-term exam, so Jiang Wensong put the main focus on dancing practice.

I have to say that I can't relax all day long when it comes to dancing.

"Why is there still a mid-term test in college!" Shen Xingwen leaned against the wall and sighed, wiping the sweat off his face.

Recently, practicing dance every day is as difficult as rehabilitation.

Jiang Wensong was looking at the mirror and practicing movements. After practicing for a day, his eyes had long lost energy, so he shook his head helplessly, "I have never heard of it."

He really naively thought that the university did not have a midterm exam, and he also thought that even if he failed the final exam of the university, it would not be a big deal.

But when I went to college, I realized that these sentences that were widely circulated in high school were all nonsense.

The supplementary fee required to fail a course is not low. Who would like to be taken advantage of if they have nothing to do, and have to prepare for the supplementary examination, which is thankless.

"Damn!" Shen Xingwen cursed, and continued to straighten up and practice the movements. After practicing for a while, he couldn't help nagging: "The sports meeting has also been postponed, what's the weather like?"

Jiang Wensong glanced out the window, the rain was still falling, and the scenery outside the window was blurry.

After practicing for a while, Shen Xingwen lay on his back on the ground, looking sideways at the clock hanging on the wall, "I'm so hungry, do you want to eat?"

"Is there an iron plate on the first floor?" Jiang Wensong was weak.

"Brother, what else do you want to eat, and you still have to weigh yourself."

"You still remember to weigh yourself? Forget it, and bring me a cup of iced coffee." Jiang Wensong propped his hands back on the floor, and sat on the ground to rest.

Shen Xingwen got up desperately, picked up the coat that was put aside, "Understood, let's go."

After a while, Shen Xingwen came back with two cups of iced coffee.

"So fast?" Jiang Wensong stopped and turned to look at him.

"Well, I also have iced coffee." Shen Xingwen raised the coffee in his hand wearily, "I still have the last conscience about my weight..."

The last part of the midterm exam ended on Friday, maybe it was because the pressure was too hard a few days ago, and the dance practice was also practiced from morning to night. As soon as the exam was over, the three of them went straight to the snack street to eat meat.

After eating, the stomach was full, and the three of them went for a walk around the school playground.

There was a cool breeze at night, but it wasn't too cold. With his pockets in his pockets, Jiang Wensong chatted leisurely while walking.

The playground around the school is very lively, and there are many sports students on the playground who are doing physical fitness. The football field and basketball court are nearby, and the lively sound of playing ball fills the playground.

The three of them walked to the basketball court and looked in the distance. After watching for a while, Shen Xingwen shook his head in embarrassment, "I really dare not go to our school to play basketball if I don't have any skills. Just look at those and I'll go. It's so fierce."

"Tsk." Jiang Yao shook his head inexplicably.

Jiang Wensong squinted his eyes and looked carefully. He roughly saw a few boys who had taken off their shirts. He subconsciously approached and nodded appreciatively, "This abdominal muscle..."

"..." Shen Xingwen was silent for a few seconds, turned his head to look at Jiang Wensong, nodded solemnly with his mouth pursed, and patted Jiang Wensong's shoulder after a while, "Understood!"

Jiang Wensong paused, "What do you know?"

"Anyway, I understand." Shen Xingwen moaned and walked forward alone.

Unknowingly, Jiang Yao looked at the two of them and asked Jiang Wensong, "What does he know?"

"I know fart." Jiang Wensong was speechless.

When Jiang Wensong went out to practice morning exercises these days, he would always run into He Mingxu who had just finished his morning run, and the two would occasionally drop by the cafeteria for breakfast together.

He followed He Mingxu to taste a lot of northern special breakfasts that he had never eaten before, and unexpectedly everything tasted very good.

However, He Mingxu seems to be in a daze a lot lately, staring at him in a daze from time to time, as if he's lost in some thought, even his face looks serious, obviously he's just eating breakfast.

The time of the sports meeting has been roughly set. The sports meeting of the University of Physical Education is different from other ordinary universities. The sports meeting is an annual key student activity. There are many events and a long time span. , swimming and so on will start competitions.

He Mingxu's specialty is swimming, and he intensified his training a few days before the competition. Even Wang Haohao, who is usually idle, began to devote himself to training.

In the dormitory at night, Wang Haohao leaned against the door frame and chatted with them, "Remember to appreciate my heroic appearance, you guys, of course, it would be even better to introduce me to the girls in your class~"

Wang Haohao was bare-chested, showing off his muscles a few times.

"Wang Po, get lost this way." Shen Xingwen stretched out his hand, pointing towards the door.

All day long, the queen is selling melons and boasting.

Jiang Wensong ate melon seeds with his legs crossed, ignored Wang Haohao's words, and asked himself: "Is brother Xu also participating in the competition?"

"Participate."

Jiang Wensong nodded, opened his notebook and wrote down the time.

The swimming competition started at 08:30 on Wednesday morning. Jiang Wensong and Shen Xingwen sat in the stands early and found a position with a good view.

The stands were quickly filled with people, and the swimming pool suddenly became noisy.

There are many competitions, and the schedule is very tight. After the simple opening ceremony, the fierce competition began.

In order to see the game clearly, Jiang Wensong specially put on glasses that he doesn't usually wear, a simple pair of black square glasses.

The big glasses made his face smaller, and Shen Xingwen said that even if he was a junior high school student, it would not be too much.

Jiang Wensong pushed his glasses, not paying attention, and looked at the waiting area of ​​the athletes not far away.

"It's started! 50 freestyle!" Shen Xingwen patted Jiang Wensong excitedly, "Brother Xu three ways!"

Jiang Wensong straightened his back and raised his neck, "Wow..."

He Mingxu has tall legs and long legs, and looks tall and strong. The crystal water drops slide down the sexy abdominal muscles, and the muscle lines are clear and not exaggerated.

I don't know how it feels.

Shen Xingwen heard Jiang Wensong's admiration, turned his head to see Jiang Wensong's eyes, his face was full of disgust.

Jiang Wensong pushed his glasses and coughed.

The starter gave a signal, and 50 meters was very short. In a few tens of seconds, the athletes swam to the opposite bank in a fast and smooth manner.

"Is it number one? The gap is very small..." Shen Xingwen stared at the big screen, not seeing clearly, and heaved a sigh of relief when He Mingxu's name was displayed at number one.

Jiang Wensong didn't look at the big screen, but looked at He Mingxu who was standing aside with a towel on, and then at the girl handing the towel.

Shen Xingwen turned his head and saw Jiang Wensong staring at He Mingxu, blinked, and after a few seconds, he seemed to have an epiphany, "No, no, Jiang Wensong, you! You have such a fucking appetite..."

Jiang Wensong turned his head and covered Shen Xingwen's mouth, "Brother, can you stop talking nonsense?!"

"Uuuuuuu..."

"Um!"

The competition was still going on. He Mingxu also participated in the 100 freestyle and 200 medley. Wang Haohao also participated in the backstroke. Shen Xingwen was quickly attracted by the tense competition.

"Wang Haohao is okay hahahaha!" Shen Xingwen held up his mobile phone to finish shooting the video, then sat down again, "The group is first!"

Shen Xingwen was so loyal enough that he edited the video and posted it on Moments for all the beauties in Moments to find out.

The atmosphere at the scene was very enthusiastic, cheers and cheers were louder and louder. After the morning game ended, Shen Xingwen and Jiang Wensong stood at the entrance of the swimming pool and waited for He Mingxu and Wang Haohao to have lunch together.

He Mingxu's hair was still a little wet, and he was carrying a bag on his back. He wiped his hair while walking outside, while Wang Haohao was still analyzing the results of today's competition.

Jiang Wensong and Shen Xingwen greeted each other from afar, and approached a little closer.

"Student Wang Haohao is handsome today!" Shen Xingwen joked at Wang Haohao.

"Tsk..." Wang Haohao had a stinking face, and in a blink of an eye, he saw Jiang Wensong, who was standing beside him wearing glasses, looked him over, and said in surprise, "Wow, Xiao Song, you are too young like this, right? Like a primary school student ..."

Wang Haohao reached out to pat Jiang Wensong's head cheaply.

Jiang Wensong waved Wang Haohao's hand away, "Get out, you're only a primary school student."

He Mingxu stood aside with his trouser pockets in his trouser pockets, a white towel was still hanging around his neck, his wet hair was still dripping with water, silently looking at Jiang Wensong's outfit, he suddenly felt like he was back in his freshman year of high school.

"Wipe again, don't catch a cold, Brother Xu." Jiang Wensong turned to look at He Mingxu.

Standing by the side, Shen Xingwen quietly looked at Jiang Wensong, then at He Mingxu's expression.

"Let's go, stop the ink, let's eat~" Wang Haohao hooked Shen Xingwen's neck, and strode towards the cafeteria.

He Mingxu picked up a towel and wiped his hair, and put his hand around Jiang Wensong's neck, "Let's go, eat."