"Today's competition has officially begun. All the second-year high school men's 50-meter contestants are requested to report to the starting point immediately...sophomore high school women's 50-meter contestants, please prepare..."
I sat obediently in the stands next to the athletes' dugout and listened to the radio in boredom, with thin beads of sweat streaming down my face. I looked at my watch and saw it was 8:30. In half an hour, the devil man should be here.
Come on...
I rested my head on Zi Chen's shoulder, planning to take a rest.
"Ruofei." A familiar male voice sounded from behind me, and I turned around to look.
"Senior..."
The senior smiled, pointed to the empty seat on the other side of me and said, "Can I sit next to you?"
"But...it's okay..." The senior wants to sit next to me! Of course I'm willing!
As soon as the senior sat down, there were shouts all around...
"It's Zuo Hanjun, Zuo Hanjun!"
"Wow, wow, yes, Zuo Hanjun!"
"How handsome!"
…
I looked at the senior, and he smiled helplessly at me and shrugged. I smiled softly and said, "Senior, you are so popular."
The senior smiled and said: "Thank you for the compliment, then... Ruofei, will you welcome me?"
Seeing the senior looking at me seriously, I suddenly blushed: "Senior...Senior, of course I welcome you...who can not welcome you..."
"Maybe...but, I just hope you can welcome me..."
"Learn...senior...let's watch the game..." I quickly changed the topic, then turned my head and looked at the playground.
The senior didn't speak either, and the atmosphere became awkward again... Senior, why did you say that... I should be happy, why are you so afraid and panic...
"Ruofei, drink water..." The senior handed over a bottle of water.
"Thank you, senior." I took the water with a smile and drank it.
The sun was getting bigger and bigger. I looked at my watch. Half an hour had passed. Why didn’t the devil man come...
Could the stinky devil be trying to let me go? Damn it! The sun is so bright, I’m almost dizzy...
"Ah——" Just when I was complaining in my heart, an explosive scream suddenly sounded from the whole place.
"Isn't that Senior Zhong Yumo?" I followed Xiao Ning's hand and saw that it was really a devil man.
It was him who was competing just now. It turned out that he crossed the finish line and won the championship. No wonder there were so many screams.
"Wow, so many people are crowding around! Look, Ruofei!"
I heard the sound and continued to look, and sure enough, a group of girls surrounded me like bees, all holding handkerchiefs and water, vying to show their courtesy.
A bunch of nymphomaniacs! I thought to myself with disdain, but I felt vaguely inexplicable. What’s wrong with me... Why is this happening... Am I jealous?... Bah, bah, I’m jealous?!... Why?
That devil man? Forget it...
I looked in the direction of the devil man again, and saw him pushing away the group of girls. He seemed to be looking left and right for something. His eyes swept across the stands, and suddenly he saw something and stopped his searching eyes. I took a closer look, and the direction he was looking at...
It seems to be here...
I blinked, really, he was looking at me... He was watching what I did...
Suddenly, he opened his mouth and showed an evil smile, and then he raised his fingers at me, gesturing for me to come over. I looked around uncertainly and found that everyone was looking at me with various expressions, so I turned my head again.
He pointed his finger at himself and looked at him. Was he calling me? I saw him nodding his head, making sure he was calling me. What was he calling me...
I didn’t think much about it, so I ran up to him in a hurry (even though it’s a bit rude, it’s really accurate), and asked him with a puzzled look on his face: "What are you doing..."
The devil man glanced at me, then reached for the mineral water in my hand and drank it directly. I didn't pay attention to the screams around me, but watched with wide eyes as he drank the last drop of water and still enjoyed it.
Licking his lips, he said, "Why did you drink the water I drank..."
"Can't you?" He suddenly came close to me and whispered in my ear, "You have tasted better..." Then he took his head back, not caring about my stunned face, and said commandingly: "Where is the handkerchief?
, take it out and wipe the sweat for me."
Wha... what? You want me to wipe his sweat? I reacted and looked at him in disbelief. After making sure he was serious, I took out a handkerchief from my pocket: "Why do you want me to wipe it for you? You can't wipe it yourself."
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"Don't forget about the bathroom..." he whispered softly.