He remembered the girl, her name was Truda. When the drama club was recruiting new members, he urged Dylan to pursue her in a cheap and mean way, which ended up making Dylan very unhappy that day. Adonis's gaze drifted towards the couple in the distance as he mechanically imitated the commands and stretched his knees. Someone shouted in his ear, "Hey, bro, it's time to switch it up!" He woke up from his trance, looked around at his companions, and quickly bent down to start stretching and bending his knees. In the campus training ground, Adonis muttered to himself, looked up at the sky, and comforted himself, "It's okay, ignore them, I'll take it slow." He recalled Dylan's advice this morning: "Save energy in the early stages, and then speed up to catch up with the people in front later on." In the moment when their eyes met, Dylan quickly flashed an encouraging smile and gestured a cheering pose, but Adonis's sharp eyes still caught the worry in his expression before. He tightly closed his lips, lowered his head, and ran forward with all his strength, surpassing several opponents and finally crossed the finish line in fifth place. Just after Adonis finished a crazy sprint, his legs felt like two overcooked spaghetti, so soft that they couldn't be any softer. Seeing this scene, Dylan immediately reached out to lend a hand, firmly grabbing his arm and refusing to let him stop. The two of them ran several laps in the inner circle of the playground until Adonis's pace gradually returned to normal, and Dylan allowed him to slow down slowly. Adonis's breathing was still rapid, like a fish just pulled out of the water. Seeing this, Dylan kindly wiped the sweat off him and asked, "Come on, take a deep breath..." Do you need some water? "
Hmm... Adonis obediently took a few deep breaths, then collapsed onto Dylan like a deflated balloon, still gasping for air.
Dylan supported him to the shed, "You can't sit down yet." He steadied Adonis against the table. "I'll go get you some water and glucose." Just as Dylan turned around to get a glass of water, Adonis suddenly lost his balance. His legs went weak as if they had been cramped, and with insufficient oxygen supply to his brain, he collapsed directly behind Dylan with a 'thud'. Adonis tried several times to stand up, but failed each time, so he simply sat down on his own calves. Hey! Dylan, look behind you! A female voice came from a distance, Dylan was holding a cup of water and suddenly turned around, "You rascal!" He said as he threw the water glass onto the table and quickly helped Adonis up, "Why didn't you call me if you weren't feeling well?" His tone carried a hint of reproach, but his actions were extremely gentle. "Lean on me, I'll take care of it right away." "
Adonis leaned against his back like a puddle of mud, squinting and gasping for breath, whispering, "I feel like my throat is full of the taste of blood." "
Because you ran too hard in the last stretch. "Dylan adjusted the glucose water, turned to support Adonis, and handed the cup to his lips, letting him take a few sips. 'Drink slowly. Oh, by the way... Feeling better? "
It's okay. Adonis still felt dizzy, his legs hurt, and he was a little sleepy. Dylan glanced at the time on his wrist, a smile playing at the corner of his mouth. "Let's take a break for now, we'll be done in a moment." He pointed to the folding chair behind him and said, "Lean back for a moment, I'll give you a leg massage." "
Okay. Adonis sat comfortably in the soft chair, leaning back against the backrest, "Both of my legs are sore." The tone seems to have a hint of coquetry. Dylan squatted down beside him, "Well, I understand." Dylan's technique was gentle yet powerful, and Adonis's tense calf muscles gradually relaxed under his professional massage. Adonis hummed a few times and then drifted off to sleep in the chair with his eyes closed.
Time has passed like flowing water, and it has been an hour and a half since Adonis finished his run. Dylan looked at his slightly open mouth, sleeping soundly. He didn't have the heart to disturb his sweet dreams, so he took out a small blanket from under the table and gently covered him with it.
"Oh? Don't wake him up? "Truda lowered her voice and asked, Dylan turned around to see Truda's big sparkling eyes staring at him intently." No need, he finished the marathon a long time ago. Let him take a nap and I'll take him home after everything is settled. Dylan responded to Truda's question, but his gaze remained glued to Adonis's peaceful sleeping face, with a look of tenderness and indulgence that others had never seen before.
Well, please fill out this form. "Truda handed Dylan a piece of paper, "This is the volunteer allowance, around 200 dollars. Fill it out now, and I will enter it into the system at noon." Dylan took the form and grabbed a pen from the table, quickly bending down to fill it out on the desk. 'How should I phrase the reason for this application?' Halfway through writing, he suddenly turned his head, tilted it slightly, and looked at Truda. "Wow!" Truda was taken aback by his sudden and charming head tilt, and she couldn't help but gasp in amazement.
She came to her senses and walked up to him, bending down beside him, "I say a sentence, you write a sentence." "Dylan nodded in understanding." I, on... Adonis slowly opened his eyes in the light leaking from the roof of the shed, and the scene before him almost made him think he was still dreaming. Dylan and Truda were bent over, backs to him, heads close together, whispering conspiratorially. Dylan nodded occasionally, as if confirming some important secret. The sunlight sneaking in through the roof sprinkled on them, creating a warm campus comic scene that was so peaceful that one could not bear to disturb it.
Adonis suddenly felt like he had been stuffed with a mouthful of lemon, sour to the extreme.
He lay there quietly, motionless, watching the intimate interaction between the two, feeling a wave of sourness in his heart. It wasn't until Dylan finally got up, handed something to Truda, waved goodbye with a smile, that Adonis let out a soft 'Hmm'. Dylan turned around suddenly, only to see Adonis had already opened his eyes, crossed his arms, tilted his head, and stared at him with a teasing look in his eyes.
How long have you been awake? Dylan quickly walked up to Adonis and said, "Why didn't you call me?" "
I've been awake for a while. Adonis squinted his eyes, not looking at him, "From the moment you two started sweet-talking each other." "Hmm?" "Dylan raised an eyebrow, but quickly a look of understanding crossed his face. He tilted his mouth and squatted down, his face close to Adonis's face, "Sweet talk?" "In the afternoon, taking a nap in the dormitory, I am with you." "
Adonis nodded slightly, stood up, took a step, feeling that his body was still in good condition, his legs no longer aching, and he felt comfortable walking. What were you busy with just now? He couldn't help but be curious, so he asked.
Fill out the form. "Dylan replied calmly, "The volunteers will receive a small subsidy of two hundred yuan each." "
Do we need to be so intimate to fill out the form? "
"Who said we were inseparable?" "Dylan chuckled, "There's an ocean between us, you know." "
In my opinion, that's how it is. "Adonis said to himself, "Men and women are different, pay attention in the future." "
Dylan responded with a "okay", and when they arrived at the dormitory building, he said to Adonis, "You go up first, I'll go buy you some delicious food." "
I'll go with you. "Adonis responded without hesitation."
No need, you've already worked hard enough today. Just relax and get ready to enjoy the food. "Dylan patted his shoulder gently, "Go." "