Gu Qingrong didn't expect to see Zeng passed again so soon.
It was only one day since they last ran into each other in the storage room. When Gu Qingrong was found, he was training on the indoor ice rink.
On this day, the news spread all over the school that he suddenly left during the competition. On the day of the competition, the school posted a "surprise! Gu Qingrong suddenly left because the discussion degree of the post "…" soared and was quickly put on the top.
I went in and saw it, but I was guessing why Gu Qingrong suddenly left, and even some people were guessing whether they had taken stimulants and suddenly left before the incident happened.
This subsequent discussion is getting worse and worse for him, but his client doesn't care at all, and still doesn't take it seriously.
The ice rink was extremely empty, with several scattered students watching in the audience. Compared with the excitement on the day of the race, the stadium was quiet and empty at this time, with several students sliding on the oval track.
Different from the one he ran into in the storage room that day, he was wearing a pure white jumpsuit, a white safety helmet and a pair of skates with smooth wheels. He has a transport capacity at his feet, and his body inclines with the curvature of the track, just like Bai Ou soaring on the vast ocean, with a cool and graceful posture.
"Gu Qingrong!" Zeng passed and shouted outside the track.
Gu Qingrong didn't hear because he was wearing a helmet. It was several skaters next to him who reminded him to know.
Once passed and called him a few times, but he looked calm and slipped, forcing her to enter the track and stop him.
"Gu Qingrong, I can help you!" Zeng passed his eyes and stared at him, saying seriously.
The boy made a fast and beautiful turn and was forced to stop. Gu Qingrong looked up at her and fell on her through the helmet's mirror.
Once passed can obviously feel his bright line of sight, with a little coldness. He didn't speak, and after a long time he wanted to bypass her again to continue training.
She knew what he meant and shouted hastily, "If you do this again, I will tell the story of that day now!"
The voice of the past was too loud, which soon attracted the attention of other students present. This trick really worked. Gu Qingrong slipped off the track, took off his skates and came to her. Without saying anything, he dragged her hand to the rest room.
Gu Qingrong loosened her, took off her safety helmet and put it on one side of the table. The exposed face was still clear in outline, with three-dimensional facial features, and the sweat on the forehead hair condensed and dripped, seeping into the skin with chill.
His face was not swollen at this time, which was obviously much better-looking and normal than when he ran into him in the storage room.
"What exactly do you want to do?" He stared at her for a long time and squinted before asking.
The boy's