I won't chase you a second time

Both He Mingxu and Jiang Wensong had no interest in Shen Xingwen's colorful chicken feathers, except for Wang Haohao.

"Where did you do this?"

"Ah?" Shen Xingwen came back to his senses, and looked at Wang Haohao, "Senior, what happened, are you going? I'll take you to do it."

"Let's go!" Wang Haohao got up and went excitedly.

Jiang Wensong got up and asked Wang Haohao to go out.

Wang Haohao followed Shen Xingwen to get his hair dyed, and the seat became vacant. Jiang Wensong sat in Wang Haohao's seat, secretly heaving a sigh of relief.

He Mingxu frowned for a while, then looked sideways at Jiang Wensong.

Jiang Wensong sat upright, watching the game upright.Jiang Wensong used to be like this, his back was always straight, and he always looked very serious.

Seeing his serious appearance, He Mingxu wanted to tease him.

The sun came out of the clouds suddenly. Jiang Wensong felt that the sun was too big, so he took out the sunscreen that he finally remembered to bring today and began to smear his face and neck.

Jiang Wensong lowered his head and applied sunscreen, revealing a fair neck.

After slowly finishing painting, Jiang Wensong turned his head to look at He Mingxu again, "The sun is very strong, do you want to paint a little?"

He Mingxu nodded and stretched out his arms.

Jiang Wensong paused for a few seconds to see He Mingxu's natural expression, so he poured some sunscreen into his palm and spread it evenly on He Mingxu's arms.

He Mingxu lowered his head and looked at Jiang Wensong who obediently applied sunscreen to him with his head down, his heart moved.

Because of his thin skin and ulterior motives, Jiang Wensong quickly wiped the sunscreen on him, then stuffed the sunscreen into He Mingxu's hands, "Apply the rest yourself."

"Oh." He Mingxu nodded, looking at Jiang Wensong's pink neck and ears, he didn't know if it was because of the heat or shyness.

He Mingxu turned on the sunscreen and smelled it, a burst of fresh smell entered the tip of his nose, which made his irritable mood better.

At noon, several people ate together on the second floor and chatted about the game in the afternoon.

"Do you have a game this afternoon?" Shen Xingwen asked.

"Yes." Wang Haohao nodded as a matter of course, "You two must have a project, right? Both of your classes are girls."

"Hmm..." Shen Xingwen nodded feebly, "Just run for eight hundred and fifteen thousand and so on. When you're overweight, you're often punished for running, so you can make a living."

In the afternoon game, Jiang Wensong was indeed not that nervous. As Shen Xingwen said, they often ran laps to lose weight.

Jiang Wensong made preparations before the competition, and the result was a pretty good ranking.

Shen Xingwen, who was guarding the finish line, helped Jiang Wensong, and hurried to the high jump place, "Go! Brother Xu is going to jump high!"

Shen Xingwen didn't know whether to help or drag Jiang Wensong, who was still breathing, to the high jump place. Jiang Wensong stood aside to catch his breath, while looking around the high jump field, subconsciously searching for He Mingxu's figure .

"Run away?" He Mingxu approached, looked at Jiang Wensong who was still looking around and asked.

Just after running and sweating a little, Jiang Wensong pushed back the broken hair in front, revealing a smooth and full forehead, covered with a thin layer of sweat, shining brightly in the sun.

The afternoon sun seemed to be getting bigger. Jiang Wensong was blinded by the strong sunlight. He squinted his eyes and looked at He Mingxu, and nodded, "Well, the run is over, are you going to race now? Come on."

"Brother Xu, come on!!!" Shen Xingwen echoed.

He Mingxu nodded, and pointed to the small tent next to him, "There is no sun there."

After speaking, I heard the teacher on the side urging.

Although it is a non-specialized group competition, the strength of the students is very good, and the postures are very smooth, which is pleasing to the eye.

The results of the high jump came out very quickly, and the ranking could be seen immediately. Shen Xingwen looked around beside the recorder next to him, and then walked back happily and nodded to Jiang Wensong, "Stable, steady!"

Jiang Wensong nodded clearly and continued to watch the game intently.

After watching for a while, Shen Xingwen suddenly pushed Jiang Wensong with his elbow.

"Why?" Jiang Wensong stared at He Mingxu, his mind was on the game, and asked absent-mindedly.

"Look at the girl on our right, has she been looking at me?" Shen Xingwen also kept his posture unchanged, looking straight ahead, and asked Jiang Wensong softly.

Jiang Wensong turned his head, glanced at the smiling girl, and then at Shen Xingwen.

"Well, you're sweating profusely." Jiang Wensong looked at Shen Xingwen's temples calmly. "Handsome and compelling."

"Ah?" Shen Xingwen touched his forehead, and indeed felt colorful sweat, "Damn it! It's really a one-time thing that doesn't work!"

"Hahahahaha." Jiang Wensong laughed mercilessly at the side.

After watching He Mingxu's game, several people returned to the stands.

Wang Haohao borrowed a Polaroid from nowhere, and took several people to take pictures together.

When taking pictures, He Mingxu put his hand on Jiang Wensong's shoulder, and moved his head closer.

Jiang Wensong looked at the camera not far away with a smile, and the picture that was dusty in his memory suddenly flashed before his eyes.

A distant voice sounded in my mind, "Hey Jiang Wensong, move your head closer, how can you take a picture?"

Jiang Wensong was stunned, it was the first time he remembered such a specific sentence.

"Hello!" He Mingxu looked at the dazed Jiang Wensong, and waved his hand in front of him.

"Huh?" Jiang Wensong turned his head subconsciously, and suddenly saw He Mingxu who was very close.

It was as close as if the breathing of the two people overlapped.

In the next second, the two moved away quickly.

"It's done!" Wang Haohao pressed another one.

He Mingxu quickly took out the photo that hadn't appeared yet, "I want this one."

"Okay." Wang Haohao didn't take it seriously, and pointed the camera at other people carelessly, and said cheerfully, "A few more photos."

Jiang Wensong looked at the camera in a daze.

On the Sunday after the track and field meeting, Jiang Wensong took another trip to the hospital.

Recently, he can always remember some strange memories, although they are fragmented.

The doctor listened patiently to what was going on, and asked him if he had met anyone special or what had happened.

Jiang Wensong frowned and thought for a while.

"Meet a former high school classmate..."

"I didn't have any impression of him at the beginning, but I don't know why. When I was with him, some pictures suddenly flashed in my mind. It was very blurry, but I think it was indeed the picture I had experienced."

"I don't know if we have met before, but..." Jiang Wensong paused, "The feeling of being with him is very familiar to me..."

"Do you think I knew him before?" Jiang Wensong asked again, his face full of confusion.

The doctor looked at him with a smile and asked, "What do you think?"

Jiang Wensong frowned and thought.

"You can try to get along with that person more. If you can remember something through getting along, it will also be very helpful to the condition."

"Actually, you are recovering very well now. You don't need to put too much pressure on yourself, and you don't have to worry too much about exposing your memory state to cause trouble to people around you. Judging from the current situation, your memory state is not being affected. In the face of external stimuli, it can still maintain stability.”

"Usually try to avoid external stimuli, such as physical impact or mental stimulation. If you find any problems, you should pay attention to timely treatment."

After Jiang Wensong finished other examinations and confirmed that there was nothing serious, he breathed a sigh of relief and walked out of the hospital slowly.

He Mingxu was across the road, when he saw Jiang Wensong coming out of the hospital, he stopped abruptly.

It wasn't until Jiang Wensong called a taxi out of sight that he realized it belatedly.

What did Jiang Wensong go to the hospital for?

He Mingxu frowned and looked at the leaving taxi, but he didn't have a clue in his mind. He was a little discouraged, and even doubted his understanding of Jiang Wensong.

Thinking about it carefully, it's not just that he doesn't know why Jiang Wensong is going to the hospital, he doesn't even know why Jiang Wensong left without saying goodbye.

It is not clear what happened to Jiang Wensong during the summer vacation when he disappeared, nor what happened to Jiang Wensong in the past two years.

He had been depressed for a long time, thinking about Jiang Wensong's reason for leaving without saying goodbye every day without any clues.

He Mingxu never went to the dormitory, so Shen Xingwen was a little stunned when he saw He Mingxu suddenly came to their dormitory, "What's wrong, Brother Xu?"

"Where's Jiang Wensong? He Mingxu looked at the empty seats.

"Xiao Song's bathroom is taking a bath..." Shen Xingwen pointed outside, then turned his gaze back to the TV series, and after a while he was amused by the TV series, and let out a barbell-like laugh, "Ahahahaha!"

Jiang Wensong just came back from the shower, his hair was still half wet, and he saw He Mingxu leaning against the door frame at a glance, "Brother Xu?"

He Mingxu heard the sound, turned his head and glanced at him up and down.

Jiang Wensong had just finished taking a shower, and his body still seemed to be steaming, looking like a freshly steamed white flour steamed bun.

Round eyes looked at He Mingxu.

He Mingxu looked at him, as if he wanted to say something, after a long time, he slowly shook his head, turned and left the bedroom.

Jiang Wensong looked at He Mingxu's back and asked Shen Xingwen, "What is he doing?"

"Ah?" Shen Xingwen couldn't bear to move his gaze away from the computer, and replied soullessly.

"..." Jiang Wensong was confused, and went into the dormitory wiping his hair.

"Where's Brother Xu?" Wang Haohao took off his earphones, temporarily escaped from the game, and looked around the bedroom, "Didn't you just come back?"

After looking around and seeing no one, Wang Haohao stood up, looked around again, and then saw He Mingxu standing on the balcony.

"Brother Xu?" Wang Haohao opened the door and called out to He Mingxu who seemed to be watching the scenery on the balcony.

He Mingxu heard the sound and turned to look at Wang Haohao.

The sparks at the fingertips shine through the night, and the curling smoke is floating upwards.

Wang Haohao was a little stunned, it was the first time he saw Brother Xu smoking, "Brother Xu, do you smoke?"

He Mingxu stubbed out the cigarette butt, nodded, turned and entered the room, "Occasionally."