I really didn't seduce him

As soon as the holidays are over and the weather turns cooler, the autumn sports meeting of S University will come.

As soon as the notice was sent out, Fang Yanwei received several invitations to participate in the sports meeting.

In the early autumn, S is big, the maple leaves have just turned half red, and the ginkgo leaves are still hanging high on the treetops, dividing the halo of the sun.

On the main road of the campus, Lu Zhi was wearing a white long-sleeved shirt and khaki trousers, carrying a brown schoolbag across his back, holding a book, and his slender shadow slipped over the scattered leaves.

A burst of bicycle bells sounded, from far to near.

Lu Zhi didn't look back, the bell rang even more excessively, tinkling.

Fang Yanwei rode the school's shared bicycle, rushed down the ramp, and braked in front of Lu Zhi.

"Brother Zhi." The boy's long thin windbreaker was blowing, and there was a leaf on his shoulder that he had bumped into from nowhere. "I have rang the bell for a long time, but there is no response, ruthless."

"I didn't know it was you." Lu Zhi said.

Sounds a little innocent.

"You can't even recognize your boyfriend?" Fang Yanwei stepped on the ground twice, the bicycle wheels rolled, he followed Lu Zhi, "Why didn't you say you didn't recognize me when you slept with me?"

Lu Zhi turned his head and glanced at him lightly.

"I received an invitation to participate in the sports meeting." Fang Yanwei's heart skipped a beat when he saw it, and he hooked his hands on the strap of Lu Zhi's schoolbag, letting Lu Zhi lead him forward, "Will you participate in any event?"

Lu Zhi: "There will be this year."

Lu Zhi: "Help the academy run a relay race."

Since the last time he played basketball with Fang Yanyi to expose his strength, he was called by the counselor as soon as the notice of the sports meeting came, and asked him about several events.

He picked a relay run.

"What a coincidence?" Fang Yanwei said, "Isn't that a sure win? I also run 4x100, so how do we split it up, you or I for the last one?"

Lu Zhi: "?"

"Fang Yanwei." Lu Zhi thought for a moment, as if he was considering how to explain, "We are not in the same academy."

Fang Yanwei's smile froze at the corner of his mouth.

That's right, they are not from the same academy, so they won't be on the same runway during the competition. = fart =

This time it is the opponent.

He always subconsciously felt that they must be together.

"See you on the runway then." Lu Zhi said.

Fang Yanwei: "..."

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[Wall, I watched today's 4x100 finals schedule, both the School of Medicine and the School of Architecture entered, and the last round of these two schools is so interesting. 】

Comment area:

1L: Let me see, Lu Zhi from the School of Medicine and Fang Yanwei from the School of Architecture, hahahaha, let’s fight.

2L: When the flood flooded the Dragon King Temple, my family beat my own family.

3L: I just like to watch scenes where young couples fall in love and kill each other. I want to ask if the winner will be rewarded hahahaha.

4L: Oh yes, they are lovers, which is interesting.

5L: What time did it start? I immediately went to the playground to watch. The thesis was nothing, so I stopped writing it.

6L: I will come too.

7L: They keep a low profile, how do you know they are talking?I thought I was the only one in the same school who knew about it.

Standing in the queue of the School of Architecture, Fang Yanwei took a bottle of water from his classmate, raised his head and drank a couple of sips.

He was wearing a black short-sleeved shirt with the college number plate on the back.

The tent of the medical school was far away, and when looking from him, he could only see a group of people surrounding Lu Zhi.

The feeling of a boyfriend becoming an opponent is quite strange.

"Brother Fang, don't be merciful." The classmate said, "Give me some color and let them see."

Fang Yanwei: "..."

It was the first time for him to be an opponent with Lu Zhi.

These people don't even know how nervous it is to be an opponent of the road guard.

[Boyfriend squeaks]: Don't be nervous.

[Box A]: I'm not nervous.

[Boyfriend squeaks]: Really?Then you come on.

A starting gun sounded from the playground, and the medical school fun run began.

Fang Yanwei walked to the edge of the playground.

The fun run is a specialty of the medical school, where two students carry a stretcher and run with another student.

Fang Yan recognized Lu Zhi's roommate, Ling Pei, at a single glance.

Ling Pei was the one lying on the stretcher. Just halfway through the track, he was shaken out by two teammates and knocked to the ground. Ling Pei got up and ran forward with the stretcher.

Fang Yanwei: "..."

Professor Xu cheered on his students on the inside of the track.

The students and teachers of these medical schools are usually rigorous and conscientious, but at this time, they are more crazy than anyone else.

"The next round will be the 4x100 final." Someone reminded me.

"Got it." Fang Yanwei twisted the string of beads on his left wrist.

The competition entered the preparation stage, Fang Yanwei and his teammates entered the track surrounded by a group of people.

Both he and Lu Zhi are the last of the academy.

He was on the innermost circle of the track, and Lu Zhi was next to him, and the two were quite close.

The roar in the stands was going to shake the sky, I don't know what this group of people are excited about.

It's understandable to cheer up.

It is also understandable to call names.

Aren't those people who called Lu Zhi to kill Fang Yanwei impolite?

Before he started running and the outcome was still undecided, Lu Zhi happened to look back at him, and he made a provocative gesture to Lu Zhi.

The starting gun sounds.

For the several academies that entered the final of the relay race, the top players all rushed out in an instant.

Competitive events can stimulate human excitement.

Fang Yanwei was very excited now, time seemed to freeze into a slow picture, he watched the third runner approaching him a little bit, handed him the baton, and he reached out to hold it.

Time sped up in an instant, and the boy rushed towards the finish line like an arrow from the string. At almost the same time, Lu Zhi also started running.

Fang Yan only adjusted his breathing rhythm little by little, and felt that the distance between Lu Zhi and him was getting closer, so he grabbed the baton tightly to make himself rush faster.

Unexpectedly, one day, he would be able to compete with Lu Zhi.

The two crossed the finish line one after the other, with very little time difference.

Fang Yanwei stopped at the same spot, panting, Lu Zhi not far away, the long red ribbon that just represented the key line was wrapped around the white shirt, and the ribbon was stretched and flew high in the wind.

In an instant, Lu Zhi turned around and walked towards him, and tied the long red ribbon around his wrist, and shouts erupted from the stands.

"Don't stop suddenly, it's bad for your health." Lu Zhi said, "Take two steps."

The red ribbon on his wrist fluttered, and the distance between the two was so close that he could see the beads of sweat slowly sliding down Lu Zhi's cheeks.

Mind wandering happened at that moment.

Every time Lu Zhi pressed him hard on the bed, the sweat would slowly slide down his cheeks and drip down his collarbone.

That was when he was the most distraught, he loved the moved expression on Lu Zhi's face, and every brief moment when Lu Zhi lost his reason for him.

"Let's go." Lu Zhi urged.

The red ribbon tied around his wrist was wrapped several times by Lu Zhi, and wrapped around the tiger's mouth, pulling him to take a step forward.

Someone was howling again in the stands, and he was led away by Lu Zhi.

There was a cool breeze blowing through the stands, Lu Zhi took a bottle of mineral water from the box and threw it over to him.

Fang Yanwei unscrewed the bottle cap, raised his head and took a sip.

"Boyfriend, you're amazing." He said, "I really can't keep up with you. You didn't take part in the sports meet in emotional high school because you didn't bother to abuse vegetables."

Just after running, he was busy talking while he was still out of breath.

Lu Zhi glanced at the boy's slightly opened mouth.

At that time, it was boring not to participate, but now, the mood is different.

"What happened to the arm?" Lu Zhi turned over his wrist to check.

"Ah? It's okay." Fang Yanwei glanced at it.

Before running 4x100, he went to the preliminaries of the high jump and got scratched by something.

"Take care of it." Lu Zhi patted him on the shoulder and urged him to stand up.

Fang Yanwei, who had just finished his run and was rubbing his calf, was driven into the tent of the medical school.

The medical work of the sports meeting is the responsibility of the teachers and students of the medical school. The people sitting in the tent are all juniors and seniors.

"Lu Shen's boyfriend, finally met." A senior sister said, "Is this hair color natural? It's so light and beautiful."

"It's a good run." Another senior sister also said, "Bring me the medicine box."

"I'll take care of it." Lu Zhi took the medicine box and asked Fang Yanwei to sit down.

"It's a small wound, don't worry about it." Fang Yanwei was very embarrassed to be stared at by so many people.

Back then when he had a fight with Cheng Cheng, he wasn't afraid of knife wounds.

His arm was cool, Lu Zhi dipped a cotton ball in iodine, and wiped the wound lightly to disinfect him.

Outside the tent, Professor Xu and Ling Pei were scolding the other two teammates who participated in the fun run together.

"Everyone is lost, and they are still running!" Ling Pei was furious, chasing me to death. "

Fang Yanwei was amused, and laughed along with the people in the tent.

This is so good.

He and Lu Zhi, both in the lively crowd, are doing well.

The sports academy did not participate in the relay race. The medical school took the first place, and the architecture school took the second place. The rewards were sent to Fang Yanwei that afternoon.

The notebook printed with the logo of the School of Architecture of S University is quite thick.

"I still want your medical school one," he said. "That's nice."

Lu Zhiyang threw the notebook of the medical school to him without hesitation.

"What's the use of running first." Fang Yanwei flipped through his notebook, "The prizes have to be handed in."

As if making a mark, he wrote his name neatly in the notebook stroke by stroke.

"There is still high jump tomorrow?" Lu Zhi asked.

"Yes." He nodded, "Try to get the first place tomorrow."

The competition of the day is basically over, and the students on the playground are scattered.

"It feels good to run with you." Fang Yanwei said suddenly.

They have the same end point.

We can always see each other.

"I want to eat a grape." Fang Yanwei said.

It happened that the student supermarket was on the side of the road, and Lu Zhi found the card from his schoolbag: "I'll go buy it."

"I'm with you." Fang Yanwei chased after him.

The grapes that cannot be eaten are sour.

He is a fox who can eat grapes.

Everything Lu Zhi gave him was big and sweet.