love you slowly

"come on! Come on!!!"

There is a circle of people inside and outside the playground, all of them shouting cheers as if they have a loudspeaker in their throats. Now the men's 100-meter final runners are running extremely fast on the track.

Standing beside Meng Annan, Lu Zhiyuan couldn't help but his throat tightened and his palms were sweating, because the next match was the men's 200-meter final. He turned around and stood behind Meng Annan, and squeezed his shoulders appropriately. , still muttering: "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, they will definitely not be able to run away from you."

Meng Annan turned his head and looked at him amusedly, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that he was going to play later, "Why do I think you are more nervous than me?"

Lu Zhiyuan was about to speak when the radio suddenly rang.

"The men's 200m finalists please gather on the track."

"Ah!!!" Lu Zhiyuan heard the broadcast announcement, and couldn't control his strength when he was excited, so Meng Annan screamed.

"Fuck! Fuck!! It's your turn, go to the track and gather." Lu Zhiyuan automatically filtered out Meng Annan's wailing, pulled him up and ran to the track, and halfway through the run he went to the track again. He stopped suddenly, including Meng Annan, "Why don't you run away?"

Lu Zhiyuan looked around at the other players who were leisurely walking on the track, and said, "They didn't run, so you can't consume your energy in advance, let's walk too, walk slowly."

Meng Annan froze for a moment, looked at Lu Zhiyuan leading him towards the track at a walking pace, and said dumbfoundedly: "Zhiyuan, let's calm down, I'm participating in the sports meeting, not the Olympics, so don't be so nervous. "

"Go, go." Lu Zhiyuan glanced at him, and pouted at the few people who had already taken their positions on the track not far away, "Look at them, the tracksuits they are wearing, the track shoes on their feet , look at you again, white T-shirt and sneakers, fortunately you are still wearing a pair of sweatpants, otherwise I really don’t know what to say about you. People regard the sports meeting as the Olympics, and you treat the sports meeting as shopping. First of all, you are thinking In terms of consciousness, I am far behind others.”

After Lu Zhiyuan finished talking a lot, Meng Annan subconsciously looked at his equipment, and then at the row of people on the track with their hideous leg muscles and leg hair swaying in the wind. hurt the eyes.He was very resolute and chose to turn a deaf ear to Lu Zhiyuan's preaching, and even said that he was fine with his clothes and felt quite decent.

"You didn't listen to me again, did you!?" Lu Zhiyuan slapped him on the shoulder, scanning him up and down suspiciously, "Every time I don't want to listen, I pretend to be deep! "

Meng Annan smiled and patted the back of Lu Zhiyuan's head, pretending to be a snorer, to calm down the anger that was ready to unleash.

"Look at it," he said to Lu Zhiyuan, looking at a row of opponents dressed in brightly colored and sparse fabrics on the track, "Your boss specializes in all kinds of fancy things."

Seeing that Meng Annan was already taking his position on the track, Lu Zhiyuan's heart seemed to be doing all kinds of turning, spinning and jumping movements in his chest. Hole.

"Wait for me at the end." Meng Annan smiled relaxedly, as if he really had the chance to win.

"Yeah." Lu Zhiyuan nodded, said a clang of cheers before leaving, then ran all the way to the finish line, found a place to stand obediently, and waited to see how his boss rubbed all kinds of bells and whistles on the ground.

Watching Lu Zhiyuan disappear from sight, Meng Annan's relaxed state from just now suddenly tensed up, and his hands hanging by his side couldn't help clenching into fists. He looked at both sides and made all preparations. There was a flash of determination in his opponent's eyes.

He looked at the finish line, although he couldn't see where Lu Zhiyuan was standing, but he knew that Lu Zhiyuan was standing somewhere and watching him intently, he must be constantly poking his head and stomping his feet. He must be very nervous, even more nervous than himself, he was waiting for his boss to run over, using the fastest speed.

watch it!Let's see how the boss makes a fuss!

"Everyone on your marks... get ready..."

"boom!!!"

The gunshots were about to go off, Meng Annan bounced off the track like an arrow off the string, and the sound of cheering on both sides of the track was like huge waves rolled up by the wind, hitting everyone's eardrums in the most intense way.

Standing at the finish line, Lu Zhiyuan saw the white leading the race, and how unique and invincible the white ball on the red track was.

He crossed the finish line as a victor, and locked Lu Zhiyuan's figure in the crowd at the fastest speed.

He didn't even stop to catch his breath before walking over, and Lu Zhiyuan also ran quickly to embrace Meng Annan openly with the joy of victory.

"Your boss will do what you say, and you will deal with all kinds of bells and whistles." Meng Annan hugged him, burning his blood at an extreme speed and making his breath hot, like a small flame hitting the back of Lu Zhiyuan's neck, making him He shrank his neck from the heat.

Lu Zhiyuan patted his hot back and said with a smile, "Boss is awesome!"

I ran here with the fastest speed, not because I wanted to win, but because you were watching me at the finish line, and I couldn't keep you waiting too long.

They may have been hugging each other for a long time, Lu Zhiyuan let go of his hand and was about to move away, suddenly a gust of wind came from behind, it was Feng Ke, he stretched out his hand to hold Lu Zhiyuan from behind with the joy of victory two people.

Originally, Lu Zhiyuan had already distanced himself from Meng Annan by a little distance, but when he was hit by Feng Ke, it completely turned into a zero-distance hug, shoulder to shoulder, head to head, and even the heartbeat in his chest was miraculously synchronized. .

It's good, Lu Zhiyuan thought, with so many people watching, he can hold him for a while longer, without being cautious or sneaky, just be aboveboard.

"Let you hug for a while longer." Feng Ke winked at Meng Annan, smiling understandingly.

Lu Zhiyuan and Meng Annan looked at each other and laughed. The three of them hugged each other for a long time in this strange posture. In the end, Lu Zhiyuan let go of his hand first, patted Feng Ke and said, "Brother, in the future If you want to propose, just ask. I'll buy you fireworks, and I'll set candles for you, as long as you are responsible and handsome."

Lu Zhiyuan looked at Feng Ke solemnly, and immediately shook his shoulders. He took two steps back to avoid his overly focused eyes, and said, "Just buy me two packs of spicy sticks. I don't want to buy fireworks for my proposal. Candle."

Lu Zhiyuan was taken aback for a moment, and grasped the point of the words, "Then why did you propose?"

Obviously, Feng Ke had already thought about it, and started to dream without thinking: "When I have money in the future, I will spend money! Use RMB to make flowers and use RMB to pave the road! Then I will step on the road paved with RMB." Come over here, kneel down and propose!"

Lu Zhiyuan applauded Feng Kehao's angry daydream politely, then glanced at Cheng Xuan who was looking for Feng Ke's figure not far away, and said: "You first ask your girlfriend if she agrees. , and then check whether the Chinese law agrees."

He didn't care about Feng Ke, whose brain was good and bad, and pulled Meng Annan away: "You think about it here first, and we'll buy you spicy sticks, and I'll buy you some more to replenish your brain."

When he arrived at the store, Lu Zhiyuan first bought a few large packs of spicy strips for Feng Ke, then struggled with the walnut milk on the shelf for a long time, and finally reached out and took a bottle, bought it for Feng Ke, he thought Feng Ke's I can't drag my mind, I really need to make up.

Suddenly there was a low laugh behind him, Lu Zhiyuan turned his head and saw Meng Annan looking at the walnut in his hand and smiling: "Bought for Feng Ke?"

"Yeah." Lu Zhiyuan shook the walnut milk in his hand, the worry in his eyes was just right, "He is a good boy, but his brain is not working well, buy some milk for him to supplement, and see if he can recover."

Meng Annan shook his head, looking at Lu Zhiyuan's serious look, he felt amused, he passed the person in front of him and took a bottle of walnut milk from the shelf as well.

This time Lu Zhiyuan was puzzled: "Why did you buy this?"

"I think you need it too." Meng Annan said.

"Fuck you!" Lu Zhiyuan kicked him, "Put it back!"

Meng Annan put it back obediently, and took another look at it before leaving, not quite reconciled.

The competition continued in the afternoon. Unsurprisingly, Meng Annan won the first place in the 400-meter preliminaries. Probably because he was too popular, many girls were already eager to move.

Meng Annan had just finished the game and was sitting on a chair to rest. Lu Zhiyuan was sitting next to him and fanning him with a booklet. The two were talking and suddenly a pair of white and slender hands appeared in front of them. The two of them agreed Raising his head, he saw a beautiful girl with soft long hair holding a bottle of water to Meng Annan.

Lu Zhiyuan looked at the girl for a while and immediately understood. He looked at the girl twice, and he usually listened to Feng Ke's gossip.

Meng Annan didn't know why, so he looked at it for a while, and then suddenly took the water.

Lu Zhiyuan's face froze, and he looked at Meng Annan in disbelief, thinking that as long as Meng Annan drinks it, he will teach him why the flowers are so red!

However, Meng Annan's actions in the next second completely killed Lu Zhiyuan's dangerous thoughts in the cradle.

He took the water and unscrewed the cap and handed it to the girl, before she could speak, he said, "You're welcome."

Then, regardless of the girl who was stunned in place, she turned her head to the shadow Lu Zhiyuan had created for him, and closed her eyes to rest.

Lu Zhiyuan looked at the girl in embarrassment, and found that her face was flushed. He was about to say something, but the girl frowned and turned away. She should be very angry. She seemed to be angry with Meng Annan. I rolled my eyes.

"Hey," Lu Zhiyuan patted his head on his shoulder and said, "She rolls your eyes at you."

"Yeah." Meng Annan responded casually, his whole body sunburned lazily, "Let her go."

Lu Zhiyuan stared into the distance in a daze for a while, then looked down at the head on his shoulder, the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably.

His boyfriend is a mature boyfriend, and he can drive away annoying rotten peach blossoms by himself.

Lu Zhiyuan sat up straight so that Meng Annan could lean more comfortably, and held up the pamphlet to block the sunlight above his head, casting a shadow on Meng Annan's face, gradually relaxing his slightly frown brows pierced by the sun, and he opened his eyes slightly. Glancing at Lu Zhiyuan with one eye, he found the corner of someone's mouth that couldn't be restrained, and closed his eyes again, but the curved corner of the mouth was very similar to the person above his head.

When he got home at night, Meng Annan was sitting on the bed giving Lu Zhiyuan a backlash. His legs were resting on Lu Zhiyuan's body, and he was being massaged gently and gently.

"Don't press it, it doesn't hurt too much."

Lu Zhiyuan was closing his eyes and tilting his head to think about some knowledge. He opened his eyes when he heard this, and his hands kept moving: "You still have a relay tomorrow. If I don't give you a press today, believe it or not, you won't even have a press tomorrow." I can't even get out of bed."

"Then what do you do?" Meng Annan said, "Will you not even be able to return home after running 1500 tomorrow."

Now, when he heard the words "one thousand and five" and the distance was far away, he panicked. He said with a bitter face: "Then I don't care. If I can't leave, you have to carry me."

Meng Annan smiled and nodded: "Okay."

Suddenly Lu Zhiyuan seemed to have thought of something, and the movements of his hands slowed down: "I saw Zhou Sheng in the bathroom today, and he smiled at me. Do you think there is something wrong with his mind?"

Meng Annan was noncommittal, "Maybe."

Finally, he added: "Stay away from him."

Lu Zhiyuan became nervous, thinking that the two of them were fighting again.

But he said, "Don't play with fools."

……

What should come can't hide, 1500 is still here!

Standing on the track, Lu Zhiyuan couldn't help shaking his legs. He was already nervous, but now there was an acquaintance by his side.

Zhou Sheng looked at the person next to him who kept taking deep breaths, and said jokingly, "Can you do it, don't fall on the track in a while."

Lu Zhiyuan glanced at him, but didn't speak.

My family, Meng Annan, told me not to let me play with idiots.

"Don't worry," Zhou Sheng said, "If you really can't run anymore, I will lead you to run."

Lu Zhiyuan took a long breath, glanced at Zhou Sheng, and still smiled: "Don't worry, I will run the whole distance without changing my face, and I will still be handsome when I cross the finish line."

Zhou Sheng nodded his head with dignity.

Lu Zhiyuan looked across the crowd and looked at Meng Annan who was standing not far away, who was also looking at him with focused eyes.

"Don't be afraid, I'll accompany you." He mouthed silently to Lu Zhiyuan.

Suddenly Lu Zhiyuan's restless heartbeat gradually subsided, he thought, he has to finish the run, he can't embarrass his boyfriend!

But having said that, I was still a bit powerless to finish the race. After about three and a half laps, Lu Zhiyuan couldn't even speak. His panting sound was like a broken bellows, and it was hard to hear. Son.

"Don't take a big breath, inhale through your nose and exhale through your mouth." Meng Annan has been running along the inner circle of the playground, and after three laps, it was Meng Annan who did not change his face.

Lu Zhiyuan didn't care about the correct way of breathing at the moment, he only knew that if he didn't breathe through his mouth, he might suffocate to death on the runway.

"Don't run with me," he said now, jumping out word by word, "so many people are watching."

Meng Annan looked at him with a smile, and her pace did not slow down: "Can't I accompany my boyfriend?"

Lu Zhiyuan looked at him sideways. At this time, the sun was coming against him, and Meng Annan seemed to be shining.

Lu Zhiyuan suddenly speeded up and began to make the final sprint. The finish line was not far ahead. He tried his best. Even though he seemed to be unable to walk with two sandbags tied to his feet, he ran desperately. The man His friends are following him, he has to cross the finish line handsomely!

However, when he reached the finish line, he found that he didn't care about whether he was handsome or not. The moment he crossed the finish line, he looked like an old man in his dying years and was about to fall. Zhou Sheng, who arrived first, reached out to help him With one stroke, the person in his hand was snatched away in the next second.

Meng Annan hugged Lu Zhiyuan to prevent him from falling to the ground, and said to Zhou Sheng, "Thank you."

Zhou Sheng waved his hands, smiled, and was helped away by his classmates.

"Are you okay?" Meng Annan dragged someone to prevent him from lying on the ground.

Lu Zhiyuan panted heavily, like a dying fish, desperate for oxygen.

"I...I want...to lie...on the ground!" He uttered a sentence intermittently between gasps.

Of course Meng Annan didn't agree, he took a few steps with his arms around the man, "You can't sit down, you have to walk for a while."

Lu Zhiyuan seemed to be in a hurry, and he wanted to slip on the ground forcefully. Meng Annan had no choice but to circle him and discuss, "Shall I carry you?"

After weighing the two, Lu Zhiyuan nodded. Just as he was about to lean on Meng Annan's back, there was a gust of wind behind him.

In the next second he was vacated.

Feng Ke led a group of boys over, all from his class, and lifted him up without a word.

Zhang Da's fleshy paws dragged Lu Zhiyuan's shoulders, Feng Ke and Lu Jia lifted one leg, and a mighty group of people just carried him away.

He remembered a sentence he said before the sports meeting.

"Remember to carry me back!"

He regrets it!

Lu Zhiyuan looked eagerly at Meng Annan who was following behind.

I want you to carry it!

I don't want them to carry me!