Chapter 159: Finally got tough

The weekend is fast approaching.

The sports meet was held as scheduled at the HU playground.

He Yu was entered in the men's 1,500-meter run, the 200-meter burst, and ultimately the 3,000-meter dash.

It's really their class sports committee's fault, the men's 1,500 meter and 3,000 meter endurance run is a hot potato, the sports committee can't catch anyone to sign up, while He Yu Yu is going to the next door to the Shanghai Medical Department to pick up girls, so they sneakily put his name on the list.

Fifteen thousand was at the end of the noon session, and He Yu, in his snow-white sweatshirt and pants, stood out on the track, looking very handsome indeed, with a very good temperament.

He swept around the auditorium, his eyes skimmed over the excited seniors, but as far as he could see, there was no sign of Xie Qingcheng.

And that's when the whistle blew.

"Ready! --RUN!!!"

The gun goes off and people come out.

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When Xie Qingcheng arrived, the race was already over, and He Yu, who had taken second place, was sitting panting at the edge of the track, resting on his back.

He was surrounded by his classmates, a group of students sweating and youthful, so Xie Qingcheng did not go any further.

He thought it was a beautiful painting, and the beauty of the painting disappeared when he walked in so sickly.

Someone handed He Yu water, He Yu took it, gulped it down several times, gasped for breath, his frontal hair hung wet in front of his eyes, he fell back, smiled and said something to his classmates.

And just then, his afterglow caught a glimpse of Xie Qingcheng by the bleachers.

He Yu original a bit of strength is gone, which normal college students fucking run a thousand and five and still have strength ah, and is not a gymnasium military school police academy.

But as soon as he saw Xie Qingcheng, he suddenly gained strength, he laughed in the sunshine, got up and with a hand on his arm, rolled over the railing and ran towards Xie Qingcheng.

"There you are."

"...... hmmm."

"Just got here?"

Xie Qingcheng hmmmed again and asked him, "Are you all done with the competition?"

He Yu propped up his forehead and looked at him with a smile, "No, there's three thousand meters in the afternoon and you've come to see it, so I'm going to run first place."

Xie Qingcheng : "...... Just do your best. No need to fight so hard, it's just a game."

And to He Yu, "Sit down and rest for a while."

He Yu sat down next to him.

The playground at HU was built to the proportions of a regular track and field stadium, and it was so big that there weren't many people where He Yu and Xie Qingcheng were sitting.

Sitting there, that atmosphere actually kind of felt like a student date.

On the playground, three or two students were cleaning up the field in preparation for the afternoon game.

He Yu stretched his long legs and rested for a while, asking, "Xie Qingcheng, when you used to go to school, would you sign up for sports games?"

"How long ago was that."

"Will?"

"...... will."

"So what program are you in?"

"Like you, it's a long run."

"Then surely no one can outrun you."

Xie Qingcheng did come back first.

Seeing him acquiesce, He Yu refused to fall behind in the afternoon session anyhow and said, "Don't worry, I won't embarrass you."

When lunch time came, Xie Qingcheng brought He Yu a boxed lunch as a way to return the favor he had done earlier.

It was Yangzhou fried rice, golden and fluffy and fragrant, with lots of crystallized shrimp inside, hand-peeled river shrimp.

Xie Qingcheng handed it over to He Yu, who was frozen in place, and opened a bottle of yogurt soda for him.

"...... What are you looking at me for? Eat."

He Yu's heart was so hot, he couldn't believe that Xie Qingcheng could really make a Yangzhou fried rice just for him.

He simply wanted to go over and hug Xie Qingcheng and kiss him, but he couldn't do anything because he was in the school playground, so in the end he just suppressed his joy and took the chopsticks.

"You really do it for me."

Xie Qingcheng : "...... I promised you before. Want to fulfill that promise."

He Yu didn't hear his words and laughed.

Xie Qingcheng came to see him, and Xie Qingcheng even made him fried rice, and he was dead set against letting himself lose.

The third event of the afternoon session was the men's 3,000 meters.

Before He Yu walked down, he said to Xie Qingcheng especially seriously, "Wait for me, I'll get you a first."

Xie Qingcheng : "...... It's okay, it's okay for you to run slower. It's just a race."

He was competing with almost all of the 1500 guys from the morning, and He Yu didn't particularly care about the others, but there was a senior exchange student, a black guy, who had the physical advantage, and He Yu lost to this guy in the morning.

Race gun sounded, He Yu off the string like an arrow, from the beginning of the race with the black brother dumped the other students a long distance, and then into the endurance of the long-distance running saw period, these two buddies on the force, each other do not want to give way to the other meaning, tidal wave like a front and a back rotation, froze college men's three-thousand-meter run, the race out of the two hundred meters of the explosion of the excitement of the run to the.

One lap ...... two laps ......

People in the stands were shocked at the two students' life-threatening running style, and there were students who trembled and asked, "How ...... what's going on? Why do you fight so hard, is running to win can get the Olympic Games VIP audience tickets?"

The black brother thought the same thing, he thought, what's wrong with this handsome man, he must fight him for first place in this program!

When the two men rushed the last two laps shoulder-to-shoulder, their strength was almost exhausted, and the black brother was panting with a head full of question marks: "Dude, what are you doing? It's embarrassing for me not to take first place in this event!"

He Yu understands, but also says to the brother as he runs, "I'm really sorry man, my wife is watching from the stands and I can't afford to lose face."

Black Brothers:"? Aren't you a student? How come you have a wife?"

He Yu is unpredictable.

The black brother comprehended, "You're not the one ...... who got pregnant out of wedlock and knocked someone up and had to get a license, are you?"

He Yu ："Brother Chinese is really good, you don't have to take the first place in long-distance running, you can also try in the next debate."

With that, he sped up and got ahead of the black brother while he was still reeling from the shock of "What a mess your school is in".

What's wrong with that?

The black brother immediately snapped back to his senses, and although he sympathized with the young dad, who was actually going to the marriage grave in his early twenties, the race couldn't be let down, and he picked up speed to catch up.

Last lap!

"Crap, that's too much of a fight!"

"This men's 3,000 meters is hot to watch!"

"Hurry! Hurry!"

People in the stands were getting up in excitement to get a better view of the field.

Xie Qingcheng didn't want to stand, but everyone stood up, so he couldn't see anything from where he was sitting, so he had to get up too.

He Yu falls behind Black Brothers on final turn, gap widening ......

Many people sighed a little contently, thinking that it was a pity that this handsome man had fought so hard for so long, but he was still going to lose out on the championship.

However, He Yu kept biting his tongue and stubbornly refused to admit defeat. In the last 300 meters, he did not know where the strength came from, and exploded out of his body, chasing after the back of the brother in front of him and rushing to catch up with him!

One meter, five meters ...... The gap is closing, and finally-

"Bang!"

The finish line crashed and He Yu managed to overtake that brother at the last minute, triggering the salute at the finish line of the long-distance run!

Pieces of shredded colored paper were falling.

The stands were quiet for a few seconds and then boiled over!

"WOW!!!"

"This one is so exciting!!!"

"Reverse overtaking! It's a reverse overtake! The president took first place!"

He Yu instantly sat down on the track and field, in the sky of flowers and rain and colorful debris flying, towards the stands, Xie Qingcheng stood in the direction of waving his hand, revealing a sweaty face, youthful and brilliant smile.

At that moment, no one could see that he had been such a lonely sick man with tired wounds.

At the same time, the breeze blew over Xie Qingcheng's face, Xie Qingcheng looked at He Yu from afar, as if he was stung by the light, a dull pain in his heart, and for a moment, he could no longer see He Yu's face ......

.

"Professor Xie, what happened to you?"

The dizziness came out of nowhere.

When he came back to his senses, Xie Qingcheng found himself back in his bleacher chair, and two students who had switched to watch the game near him noticed his unusual behavior and asked worriedly.

Xie Qingcheng raised his hand to cover his forehead and said, "It's fine."

He sat in the bleachers and slowed down for a while.

Athletics was a place where vitality flourished luxuriantly, and college athletics in particular meant youth, vigor, and hope. These things are overflowing around him at the moment, but it seems to have nothing to do with him. He knew that even with the constant use of rn-13 therapeutic drugs, the weakening of his own organs was becoming more and more obvious.

His vision was the most severely impaired because of the effects of RN-13 on the optic nerve.

But he needed those eyes for his experiments or to organize his data. He closed his eyes, knowing that he was running out of time ...... or that there would be less than expected.

Xie Qingcheng rested for a while, got up, and left the crowded auditorium as He Yu was called to receive his award, and went away.

He had wanted to go back to his dormitory, his body couldn't carry him, so he had to go and sit in the indoor arena of the gym.

There was no one here, and he leaned back to rest on a bench by the badminton court.

I didn't expect He Yu to come after a short time.

"Xie Qingcheng, why are you here?"

The light in the stadium's infield was dim, so He Yu didn't notice Xie Qingcheng's pale face. He thought it was because it was too sunny outside and Xie Qingcheng couldn't stand it, so he went to the inner gym to sit down.

He Yu had no idea what was happening to Xie Qingcheng or what he was thinking.

He was happy, and the enthusiasm was even contagious.

Even Xie Qingcheng's frozen heart was warmed up a bit.

Xie Qingcheng looked up at him and was about to say something when He Yu lowered his head and kissed him.

"......"

"Xie Qingcheng, did you see me win?"

"......"

"I didn't embarrass you by thinking of you."

"......"

"Shea."

Boys 3,000 meters running are sweating, according to the theory should not have any strength, but He Yu at this moment is like a warrior who has won the game, hot blood boiling, how can not calm down.

He rubbed the tip of his nose against him one at a time.

"Brother Xie, this time, can I have a little reward?"

Xie Qingcheng's voice was like a blockage in his throat when he met He Yu's so joyful and pure eyes.

He Yu : "Brother ......... can I?"

The city of his heart was about to be sealed, and why should a light shine in?

Xie Qingcheng felt his heart ache sluggishly.

The eyes were also getting blurry.

He couldn't see He Yu's face anymore, and the dizziness came back to his head; he couldn't speak for a moment, and he didn't have much strength.

By the time he gradually regained his senses from his weakness, he had been taken by He Yu to the restroom of the dugout.

The restrooms in college ballrooms are usually empty, and He Yu pushed Xie Qingcheng into one of the stalls, kissing him deeply while locking the door behind him.

He wanted to beg him for a kiss, for a real reward.

The boy's body carried the hot breath of post-exercise heat, and he leaned towards Xie Qingcheng so densely.

"He Yu ......"

Xie Qingcheng still had traces of the treatment on his wrist, and he clutched his sleeve tightly, refusing to let go.

He Yu: "Brother, may I?"

"Don't, can't ......"

He Yu is almost pouting, "Just reward me once ......"

"......"

"Can you hold me?"

"......"

He shouldn't have done that with He Yu.

This incident made the two of them fall deeper and deeper into the world, and gradually they became what they are today.

But he had no strength whatsoever now; the sudden onset of the disease had left him so weak that even his vision was blurred, and the feeling of seeing the splendor of the haze when he had long known the end of the darkness was crushing the city of his heart.

He Yu got his way in the end.

Despite the fact that the boy had just finished a long run, he didn't feel half as tired as if those three thousand meters had just drained another tube of energy.

Nearly an hour later, He Yu got what he wanted, kissing the almost powerless Xie Qingcheng first, holding him in his arms, and then kissing him on the forehead.

After doing so, he looked at Xie Qingcheng with his eyes and opened his mouth, yet his voice was suddenly cold - the words were not addressed to Xie Qingcheng.

"Staying that long was fun?"

A few seconds behind his words, there was a sudden, subtle movement outside, obviously a loud noise coming from a person.

Someone!

This person - presumably a student - had rushed in during their exchange and had never left. He Yu had already sensed it, but he was indifferent to his voice being recognized, as long as Xie Qingcheng was protected.

Xie Qingcheng suddenly looked back, but He Yu's finger was on his lips, making a silent gesture.

And then he lowered his voice and said coldly to the people outside, "Doesn't it bore you to hide in the shadows and do such things."

"......"

"Now, please get out of here right now. If I come out and can make me bump into you, I'll let you know if you can afford to pay the price."

The eavesdroppers didn't dare to stay any longer, and immediately ran away in a hurry.

He Yu waited for that person to run away, and then kissed Xie Qingcheng once more, his eyebrows and voice restored tenderness. His pupils were deep, looking carefully at his rose.

"Brother ...... go to my apartment next, okay?"

Xie Qingcheng was just about to say something when there was another dizzy spell before his eyes.

He was really too sick to have any strength, the pain of the sudden onset of the disease was very hard to bear, and several times when the drug reaction came up, he felt so bad that he almost fainted, but he could not let anyone know about his physical condition. He still had to cope with He Yu, not letting He Yu realize that his body was different, and had to hold on to his sobriety and pretend to be normal.

He Yu thought that he did not answer, that is to agree to go home with him, even blushed a little, he kissed Xie Qingcheng again, carefully embraced him.

The boy carefully tidied up his sweetheart's slightly sweaty forehead hair and took Xie Qingcheng out.

He Yu parked a short distance away and got into the car, the boy glancing at him a few times as he sidled up to fasten the man's seatbelt. He thought he was too good looking, and his gaze grew entranced, resulting in the two of them spending nearly another hour in the car before He Yu was willing to depart.

Boys' mouths have always been deceitful ghosts, and everything they said before was fucking empty.

In fact, it was not until darkness fell and the night wore on that He Yu fell asleep in his apartment bedroom, contentedly holding the Muppet Bear that now belonged only to him.

He never noticed Xie Qingcheng's perversity--

Xie Qingcheng was so sick that he could hardly utter a word to scold him, but he thought it was because Xie Qingcheng was gentler than before.

And in his house for so long, Xie Qingcheng had never removed his shirt, as if he was covering something up. Although He Yu vaguely felt that it was a bit strange, he didn't think too much of it.

His heart was filled with Xie Qingcheng's inexplicably fragile appearance, and there was no more time for anything else.

Early the next morning, He Yu woke up and realized that Xie Qingcheng was still sleeping.

He kissed Xie Qingcheng gently on his eyelashes and was about to say something when he suddenly realized that the person in his arms was very hot.

He Yu was shocked. Xie Qingcheng has a fever?

He didn't dare to delay, and busied himself with a thermometer to take his brother's temperature.

38.3°C ......

He Yu was anxious to call his personal physician, Anthony, but immediately felt uncomfortable.

He finally had to gently shake Xie Qingcheng awake : "Brother ......"

"......"

It was only after three or four times that Xie Qingcheng woke up from his stupor in a blur.

It was as if most of his soul had been sucked out of him, and he looked at He Yu with misty eyes.

He Yu's heart instantly softened at the sight of him, and he even regretted that he was so unrestrained yesterday.

He hugged him and whispered to him, "Brother ...... you have a fever, I'll take you to the hospital, you get up first ......"

Who knew that Xie Qingcheng heard the words go to the hospital and reflexively avoided it, the person sobered up a bit and said with a pale face, "No, I'm not going."

"But you have to be hooked up to water to-"

"I'm not going!" Xie Qingcheng reacted violently and coughed violently.

He Yu was startled, and after returning to his senses, he busily said, "Don't be in a hurry then. I'll go buy you fever-reducing medicine, you lie down first."

Xie Qingcheng this fever, really powerful, drowsy lingering for two nights, to the third morning, he finally recovered some, leaning on the back of the bed, looking at He Yu busy figure.

He knew that He Yu had missed school again in the past few days. He Yu was afraid to leave and stayed by his side for as long as he slept.

Xie Qingcheng's blood-stained face was slightly sideways, he had thought long and hard, thought it all out, he had weighed the pros and cons of all the choices in the past few days. The last little bit of intolerance, also hard as cutting off their own flesh and blood to dig out their eyes, peeled off.

He Yu brought a bowl of porridge.

The young master was originally not good at housework, but he had made many kinds of congee in the past few days, just like trying to coax Xie Qingcheng to drink more.

Xie Qingcheng Holding that bowl of porridge is like holding a person's overly hot heart, and in the end, it can't be held anymore.

He finally puts the spoon down slowly, raises his eyes, and looks at He Yu--

A high fever had depleted his eyesight even more, and at this distance, without his glasses, he could no longer see He Yu's expression clearly.

It's good to not be able to see.

It's best if you can't see it.

Xie Qingcheng thought so and opened his mouth, "He Yu."

He Yu turned back, his cheeks still smeared with some pot dust from his fumbling efforts to make congee, "What?"

"I've thought about it." Xie Qingcheng said, "between me and you."

"......"

"I admit you're not wrong, I know you really like me."

He Yu's eyes widened slightly with some hopefulness.

Xie Qingcheng can't see it.

His vision was blurry.

He finally said softly, but word for word, those words he had been suppressing for so long, without turning back, "I tried to accept it, but I couldn't."

"......"

"I'm sorry. There's no way I can like you." Xie Qingcheng said, "So this is our last time."

"It's over."