My tablemate is idol

After running for a round, at the other end of the lawn, Lin Hang let go of his hand, bent down to untie the rope.

He was so stupid just now.He actually blushed face to face, he thought that Zhai Yixun was not interested in boys, so seeing him like this must be very funny.

He frantically tried to untie it with trembling hands, and his heart seemed to be tied into a knot that couldn't be undone no matter what.He shouldn't be like this, he can't be like this.Falling in love with someone who is impossible is the biggest mistake.

"Why untie...have you practiced?" Zhai Yixun pulled him up.

"I..." Before he finished speaking, there was a noisy sound from the other end of the playground. Dozens of students gathered together, and the physical education teacher blew a whistle, as if something had happened.

"Du Xiucai was injured just now, it's serious! Any of you should go and notify the infirmary!"

Zhai Yixun and Lin Hang ran over and pushed through the crowd. Lin Hang saw him lying on the ground, holding the knee of one leg with both hands, his face was distorted in pain, and large beads of sweat splashed on the plastic track. On, sobbing and whimpering, I don't know what to say.

Lin Hang touched his pocket.Fortunately, I brought it.

He took out a small bottle of external application medicine for bruises and handed it over, and then called his classmates to go to the canteen next door to ask for a small bucket of ice cubes to help with treatment. While waiting, he squatted in front of Du Xiucai to check his wounds.

Zhai Yixun watched him busy and wondered how he could keep this medicine ready at all times, since he didn't usually fight or like to exercise.

And the level of proficiency is as if...he has dealt with it dozens of times.

Du Xiucai was sent to the school doctor's office, and the other students continued to practice.

Zhai Yixun wanted to hold him back and ask him something, but he didn't expect that Lin Hang would always stay far away from him, refusing to practice any more with various reasons.

Hey, it must have been when the two of them fell down just now, I got so close to him and scared him.

"What should I do, you won't be cold to me."

Since the physical education class, Lin Hang has always avoided his eyes intentionally or unintentionally, being the first to come to the classroom in the morning and the first to leave at night.

During the lunch break, his head was always turned sideways to the window, and no matter how Zhai Yixun spoke to him, he would only respond with a word or two hastily.There is no emotion on the face.Especially if you touch him, you will be pushed far away.

He was also bombarded [-] times on QQ, Lin Hang didn't even answer a punctuation mark, he was extremely cold and perfunctory.

Zhai Yixun fell into an unsolvable problem.Does he hate himself that much?He obviously apologized already, could it be that he knew that the money for treating him to dinner last time was from selling his autographed photo?

He is going crazy.

The two stayed awkwardly until two weeks later, the autumn sports meeting was held as scheduled.

The playground was full of people, and the relay race on the plastic track was about to start. All classes waved their flags in the stands and cheered for the athletes in their class.

Different competitions are also being played on the lawn of the infield at the same time.Lin Hangzheng crossed his hands in front of his chest, watching the students in class 17 jump high.

Du Xiucai walked over and patted him on the shoulder.

"Student Lin Hang, last time... thank you, I'm sorry, I didn't know you before, and said a lot of bad things about you."

Lin Hang tilted his head and smiled softly at him, the corners of his mouth curved into a nice arc.

"Your deskmate is about to start a relay race, why don't you go and see?"

"Well...I'm not interested in running..."

"Oh, let's go! Such an important project!" Du Xiucai said, pulling Lin Hang to the side of the track.

Lin Hang deliberately walked tens of meters behind Zhai Yixun. He didn't want him to know that he was going to see him.

Zhai Yixun changed into sportswear and was bouncing around on the spot, stretching the ligaments and rotating the ankle joint, doing warm-up exercises.

The girl next to him kept pushing and yelling at him. Although he is a school bully, his face is always clean. When he is exercising, he is surrounded by hormones. The sharp jaw line and rolling Adam's apple make it impossible to look away. .

Zhai Yixun turned around and saw Lin Hang, just in time to meet his flustered gaze, Zhai Yixun thought it was so cute, grinned at him, and winked again, Lin Hang hurriedly avoided, wondering if he was looking at him girls.

The girls onlookers by the runway were all blown up, and they wanted to show their care, and they didn't cheer up their classmates, saying "Zhai Yixun No. [-]" one by one.

Zhai Yixun was the last shot. Lin Hang stood tens of meters in front of the classmate on the third shot. When the starting gun was fired, he turned his head and looked nervously at the third shot.

The third classmate received the stick and was rushing forward. The tension in the entire arena was a little higher, and various shouts came and went. Lin Hang's palms were sweating all the time, and the people around him kept pushing and shoving. he.

Ten meters, five meters, three meters... The third classmate will soon run past Lin Hang to hand over to Zhai Yixun.

When the distance was two meters, Lin Hang's back was suddenly pushed forward by a pair of rough hands.

Almost at the same time, the third classmate hit him.

For a split second, Lin Hang felt as if someone had been pushed into a bottomless abyss. He heard the muffled sound of impact, the thud of a stick falling to the ground, and weak, brittle, muffled pain in his ribs and ankles. Gradually, the chaotic screams in his ears began to weaken, and he could not hear clearly, as if he was the only one in the world.

The moment he landed, he felt that time stood still.In a blur, he saw himself crying and screaming in the dance studio when he was 6 years old and no one came to pick him up. He saw his father raised his right hand to slap his mother when he was 10 years old. He saw the director yelling at him. I saw the fans teasing him at the airport, and I saw the boy who ran over to hand him the cone at noon that day.

It's like a dream.

The piercing pain soon came from his chest and ankle, and he was so dizzy that he wished he could lose consciousness immediately. The pain was so painful that he heard Zhai Yixun's voice from the microphone on the rostrum.

The moment he was hit just now, Zhai Yixun quickly crossed the track and jumped onto the rostrum. He snatched the microphone of the physical education teacher on the stage and shouted loudly, "Who can hit 120! 120! Someone got knocked down!" Yes! Hurry up!"

His whole body was trembling non-stop, gasping for breath, and his voice was trembling, so suddenly, his mind went blank, and his heart felt uncomfortable.

He was terrified, and he should have asked him about it before. He clearly saw the wound on his foot, but he didn't remind him to pay attention to it during the sports meeting. He was still injured.

He obviously could prevent everything from happening, so he should order Lin Hang not to come to school today, but he didn't say anything, and he didn't even ask him to pay attention to safety... He felt terrible, and his eyes quickly fell. A tear can't be stopped.

After seeing many teachers making phone calls, he jumped off the rostrum in a hurry and almost tripped over a banner that fell to the ground on the runway.

Zhai Yixun knelt down in front of him, raised his arms, and with the help of several boys, put Lin Hang on his back.

In a daze, Lin Hang felt that someone was rushing forward with his back on his back, and his thigh was supported by the palm, which was as warm and powerful as that day.

His face was pressed against the back of that man's neck, and sweat dripped from the hair on the back of his head continuously onto his cheeks, scorching hot.

is it you……

He gradually loses consciousness, can't hear anything, can't see anything.