Sweetlove: Spoiled by My Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 178 - An Indescribable Feeling
Chapter 178: Chapter 178: An Indescribable Feeling
Chapter 178: Chapter 178: An Indescribable Feeling
“Thank you!” Sheng Chuyi’s expression remained indifferent throughout.
In the eyes of the onlookers, it clearly seemed like “The Goddess is willing, but King Xiang is not interested.”
Everyone couldn’t help but feel a pang of sympathy for Ye Wei’an.
Ye Wei’an had long become accustomed to his attitude, and although disappointed, her reaction was still calmer than that of the others.
On the other side, Jiang Nian quickly completed the check-in.
Since not many girls had signed up for the triple jump, it wasn’t long before it was Jiang Nian’s turn, and unexpectedly, she performed quite well, smoothly making it to the finals in the afternoon.
As the two were about to leave, they heard excited screams from the stadium, and they could faintly make out the name “Sheng Chuyi.”
Shen Zhaozhao looked up and just caught the moment Sheng Chuyi sprinted toward the finish line.
The youth stood tall and ran against the wind. Under the sunlight, he was like a burning flame, igniting the passion of youth.
He also kindled the spark in many hearts.
Shen Zhaozhao, watching the person glowing under the scorching sun, suddenly seemed to understand why so many girls liked him, why even a great beauty like Ye Wei’an would be moved by him.
“Do you regret it?” she suddenly heard Jiang Nian’s voice by her ear.
“Regret what?” Shen Zhaozhao snapped back to reality and asked.
Jiang Nian: “If you had gone over to cheer him on just now, then you would be the one standing in front of him now!”
Following her gaze, Shen Zhaozhao saw Ye Wei’an running over to him with a bottle of water.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Sheng Chuyi accepted the water handed to him by her.
In that instant, Shen Zhaozhao couldn’t quite describe what she felt, but she inexplicably tasted a bit of bitterness.
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Because she had helped Ye Wei’an deliver water before, that person had already ignored her for more than half a month.
She had thought that he just didn’t want to accept things others gave him.
Turns out it wasn’t that he didn’t want to drink the water she offered, but that he wanted her to deliver it herself.
It was her fault for meddling.
Shen Zhaozhao, with a cold face, withdrew her gaze and said, “Let’s go!”
“Are you angry?” Jiang Nian looked at her.
“What’s there for me to be angry about!” Shen Zhaozhao said, but her words belied her feelings.
“But you look really angry,” Jiang Nian pointed out nonchalantly.
Shen Zhaozhao: …
She felt like she understood why this girl had no friends!
It’s basic courtesy not to point out the obvious, and yet this girl didn’t even understand that!
After the men’s 800-meter race was the women’s 1500-meter and 3000-meter races.
Shen Zhaozhao was scheduled to check in half an hour later for her race.
The 3000-meter run did not have preliminary and final races, which meant she only had to complete one race.
The school’s track was 400 meters per lap, so running 3000 meters meant completing seven and a half laps.
In the past few weeks, Shen Zhaozhao was dragged out to practice by Sheng Chu every weekend. Though she didn’t start off with weak legs, after two laps, she already felt her energy flagging.
By the third lap, her pace notably slowed down, and by the fourth, she had been left far behind by the others.
Zhou Huaiyu, that guy, not knowing when, had run up beside her, and as he ran alongside, he cheered her on.
By the fifth and sixth laps, Shen Zhaozhao felt like she was running out of oxygen. Her legs felt as if they were weighted with lead; she couldn’t run anymore and could only move forward mechanically.
When she reached the seventh lap, her consciousness began to blur, and she was merely being supported by sheer willpower.
Barely completing the seven and a half laps, the one thing Shen Zhaozhao wanted to do the most was to find a place to lie down.
Yet before she could lie down, she was firmly supported by a hand.
