Temptation to bend over

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In summer, the breath is hot, and the noisy air is mixed with the undisguised carnival of the streets. The four-year grand Olympic Games set off a little bit of carnival that is rare in a boring city. discussion of the game.

The heat wave is disturbing, and this morning, an explosive news hits the headlines - the young sprinter Song Yan, who just won the Olympic champion again yesterday, was found to have committed suicide in the room of the Olympic Village in the morning and has been sent to the hospital emergency rescue.

It was discovered that he had an old diary that had turned yellow in his hand when the accident happened, and some reporters broke the news. Write a love letter with romantic love.

——In this life, I am madly greedy for the pleasure of the wind whistling in my ears, but since I saw you, I know that I will love you madly and even more greedily.

This short love letter almost exploded the circle of friends. Before that, since the day when Song Yan won the Olympic sprint for the first time, he was crazily loved by fans all over the country and even the world because of his outstanding appearance. The young man in his 20s has never smiled since he won the championship for the first time when he was 19 years old.

The young man has an almost indifferent calmness since he was young. The national team has also publicly declared that he is emotionally indifferent and more incapable of feeling emotions than ordinary people. This point was once joked by his female fans and said that there is no need to worry about him falling in love with others. Marriage.

But the feelings in this love letter are not indifferent, and it even shows that he already has an almost crazy love for a person.

After the incident, the national team kept silent about it, including Song Yan's coach, who said they didn't know who Song Yan's love was. They admitted that Song Yan's physical condition was abnormal, which was why he was about to hide However, he also resolutely denied the suspicion that Song Yan's mental condition was abnormal and he committed suicide.

"Although Song Yan will indeed be his last Olympic Games due to physical reasons, his mental state is definitely not a problem."

Yu Nian had just woken up from the computer desk at this time, and due to analyzing the documents all night last night, her mental state was extremely exhausted.

The air conditioner was turned on very low, Yu Nian pulled up the blanket that was about to fall to the floor, and tore open the yogurt box on the table with her fingers. She lowered her head and carefully drank the yogurt in her hand little by little. The light shone on her face, but this delicate and beautiful face somehow showed a bit of unnatural gentleness.

The mobile phone on the table suddenly jingled crazily because of the influx of a large amount of information.

Yu Nian stretched out his hand sleepily, it was Wen Qing's message.

The two have been extremely close friends since they were young, and until now they each have their own jobs, and there are not many opportunities to meet each other, but the two still maintain a deep friendship that began when they were young.

"Every year! A shocking event!"

Wen Qing sent voice messages, one after another.Yu Nian clicked on it, put the phone aside and let it play, lowered his head and continued to drink yogurt.

"That Olympic champion, the one who left our class before, do you still remember?!"

"Song Yan! Song Yan! That's so handsome!"

I have memories of the rest of the year, the boy who was always a little unknown and withdrawn in high school, the one who ran very fast, the last Olympic Games, he became the world champion, and unexpectedly—— he looks very good.

Yu Nian still remembers the photos in the news that year. The boy had an indifferent expression and extremely black pupils.

"He died in an accident! Oh my God! He has an accident and is being rescued!"

Yu Nian was also stunned for a moment, as if he didn't understand, he read a sentence: "Rescue?"

No one answered, and Wen Qing's voice was still playing.

"Why!! I can't believe it! Although it is said that it is being rescued, the heart has stopped. How else can it be rescued? It must not survive!"

I don't know if it's because of staying up late and his health has never been particularly good, but Yu Nian suddenly felt a little suffocated.

Feeling dizzy in front of her eyes, Yu Nian's heart tightened, the chill of the air conditioner seeped into her bone marrow, Wen Qing's voice in her ear gradually became blurred, Yu Nian wanted to reach for the phone on the table, but before she could touch the phone, she It was completely unable to support it, and fell to the ground with a thump.

.........

The taste is so heavy...

When he woke up again, Yu Nian was awakened by a strong and pungent smell of medicinal water.

She moved a bit, opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was the snow-white ceiling and quilt.

The decoration and the layout of the room in front of him made Yu Nian inexplicably familiar. This place seemed to be a small cubicle in an infirmary, with an iron frame bed and a cabinet beside the bed with water and a few scattered medicines on it. There is only a small and simple blue curtain separating it, and a very soft and gentle female voice can still be heard outside.

"...Yes, three times a day, two tablets each time..."

Here seems to be...

Suddenly, Yu Nian opened his eyes wide.

Is it... the infirmary of No. [-] Middle School? !

The infirmary of Qiao City No. [-] Middle School, due to poor health, Yu Nian often came here when he was in high school, and even the nurses here are almost familiar with her. Greeted warmly, and began to see a doctor for the little girl.

The shock made her eyes widen. Yu Nian couldn't believe it. She felt that she was dreaming, but she stroked her forehead blankly. The bandage there seemed to be injured, and the pain made her feel that it was not dream.

When Yu Nian turned her head, she froze for a moment.

Behind this iron frame bed is a small but still new mirror. The girl in the mirror is a little delicate and childish, her eyelashes are as long as butterfly wings, her expression is dazed, her nose is small and very pale. The color of her lips and the bandage on her forehead made her extremely fragile, with a somewhat weak and seductive aura that made people want to hug her and love her.

Yu Nian blinked slowly, her mind was filled with shock, and her brain was almost unable to move.

——This seems to be me when I was young!He was even wearing a school uniform!

She finally came to her senses, lowered her head and hurriedly looked for her student card, only to see a corner of the white card in her pocket, Yu Nian took it out, the girl on the card smiled sweetly, with a little shyness.

——Class [-], Grade [-], Bridge City No. [-] Middle School, Yu Nian.

Is she back to her sophomore year?Travel through time?
Before Yu Nian sorted out the messy and clueless information in her mind bit by bit, suddenly, there was a slight sliding sound from the curtain in front of her, and there was a click. Start looking.

The boy's muscular forearm was covered with beads of sweat, and the hair on his forehead was longer, but it was wet into wisps due to sweating, barely revealing the dark and gloomy eyes that were covered. .

The smell of sweat mixed with strong hormones filled this slightly small space. The hot and restless summer air almost swallowed Yu Nian's breath. Yu Nian looked up at him, but his brain didn't react for a while.

Song Yan's eyes paused, the moment he saw the girl, his heart started to speed up in an instant, and his love for her could hardly be concealed.

But she was still sitting obediently on the bed, staring at herself in a daze, as if she hadn't reacted yet.

Song Yan lowered his eyes, trying to hide his despicable and untimely joy, but his eyes glanced at the corner of her messy clothes because she just got up.

The skin is so white that it is shiny, and a little soft waist can be seen vaguely.

He held his breath.

　Porridge probe, it's been so long, is there still a baby? mua~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)