Chapter 29
An Chuxia looks at Han Qilu . It may just be her hallucination but he truly looks godly compared to the other boys .
Eyes barely open, lips slightly parted, she slowly slurs, “I just don’t want to be seen as a lightweight . It’s nothing but a dozen laps… I’m not too weak to finish a few laps!”
Everything around her gradually sounds louder and louder, and after that, she pants . Her thin body almost collapses to the ground . Qilu gets to her in time to hold on to her shoulder . This time, she did not refuse . She lays in his arms, panting .
Has she gone so long that she has no strength left? However, relying on her senses is beyond her will .
Han Qilu purses his lips tightly . The sun pours on them so that people can not see his current expression .
“Are you a fool?” Suddenly the sound his voice makes An Chuxia stiffen . She wakes up from her stupor and pushes Han Qilu away . The inertia forces her feet to come to a stop .
“I’m sorry . ” She nods slightly and says to him, “Please tell aunt, I will not go back for lunch today . ”
Han Qilu smiles, although his smile does not reach his eyes as he instinctively carries his feet toward her . He suddenly stretches out a hand as An Chuxia instinctively closes her eyes .
Yes, she thought he was going to hit her .
She anticipated a slap in the face . Instead, she is caught by surprise when he turns her over . She quickly opens her eyes to find herself scooped off her feet by Han Qilu .
“You… what are you doing?” She unexpectedly wants to break free . They are so close, people can misunderstand his intent .
It is made evident, when she sat in the car that morning, Han Qilu holds a high standard amongst the female population in Stein College . She isn’t anywhere in the designated status Mo Xinwei belongs . Her current predicament leaves her wondering what status she’d be occupying after this drama ends .
“Do not move . ” Han Qilu looks at her . “I am sorry . I can’t say to my mother you’re not going back . She will be constantly nagging me if I don’t get you home, dead or otherwise . ”
Then…
And then he actually takes her spot as he finishes running the lap!
Is he crazy? An Chuxia is surprised beyond words .
“What is Han Qilu doing?” Ling Hanyu unknowingly looks at Xiao Mingluo . Mingluo shakes his head, but a few seconds later, nods, and then shakes his head again .
“What does your head shaking even mean?” Ling Hanyu loses his eyes to him .
Xiao Mingluo places the basketball over his shoulders, seemingly unintentional . “I probably understand why Qilu is carrying An Chuxia while he runs, but the point is not this . The point is… a few people will live very uncomfortably the next few days . ”
Ying Taoqiu’s back is stiff . She can’t tell whether the sweat on her forehead is from the humid weather or cold sweat from fear . She wonders why bad things befall her among all days!
A short time later, Han Qilu jogs to Mingluo’s side, still carrying An Chuxia in his arms .
His gaze falls on An Chuxia’s closed eyes, her face, red like a ripe apple . She fell asleep in Han Qilu’s arms as he ran carrying her . She succumbed to her fatigue .
“Come on,” he says, holding An Chuxia . He did not want to wake her .
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