C5 Emotional Confession

The second day, the second class finally welcomed the first match of this season's football league. A 90 minute football match was just as Zhang Jun said in the classroom yesterday. It was a 4: 0 victory in the first half, and a 7: 0 victory for the entire stadium.

Back to the locker room, everyone took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and ran happily to the classroom.

"Coming, coming." A female classmate, who was keeping watch at the classroom entrance, excitedly ran into the classroom and shouted.

When the football players stepped into the classroom, the whole class laughed and shouted loudly, "The football wargod has returned! The second class will definitely win!"

The lively and cheerful Zhang Jun rushed to the podium, and shouted at the students below: "This year's champion is self-evident, it must be our second class. When that time comes, all of you better cheer for us. Your cheers will be the motivation for us to work hard. "

The other students also joined in and jeered, "Of course! How could we miss such an exciting match? "Haha, hahaha."

Time flew by as the football team and students laughed and laughed. A week passed in the blink of an eye. Today was the day Zhang Song was going to the hospital to take out the steel bar.

At around nine in the morning, Zhang Fei, Su Xiang, Mu Xinyi and the others followed Zhang Song and walked all the way to the City Hospital.

"You guys don't have to accompany me. It's just drawing steel bars. It's not like we're having surgery, so there's no need to waste time and manpower." Zhang Song faced his group of good friends and said after hesitating for a long while.

Zhang Jun shouted loudly, "We are already at the hospital, and you still want to chase us away. The more you tell us to leave, the more we will not leave. As he spoke, he didn't forget to laugh maniacally.

"Haha, haha." Everyone agreed with Zhang Jun and laughed.

Zhang Song bade farewell to this group of shameless people, and ignoring everyone's mockery, he directly went to the clinic.

Upon entering the clinic, Zhang Song saw an old man who was in his middle years. The white robed, bespectacled old man looked at Zhang Song and smiled at them as he invited them to take a seat.

"How is it? You're going to draw steel bars today. Are you ready? " The old man amiably asked Zhang Song.

"Yes, it can be taken out anytime. Sorry to trouble you, Doctor." Zhang Song said with a stern expression.

The old man smiled. "That's good. If you continue to prepare, I will immediately arrange someone to get the steel bars for you." You guys just wait outside the door. It won't be long. " The old man stared at Zhang Song, then turned his eyes to Zhang Fei, Mu Xinyi and the rest.

Hearing the old man's words, everyone conversed with Zhang Song for a bit, then went to the door. Only Zhang Song and the old man were left inside.

Zhang Song sat on the chair and waited quietly. Waiting for the old man to connect a phone call, he said a few words and then hung up. He got up and said to Zhang Song: "Let's go, everything over there has been arranged." After which, he led Zhang Song out. Along the way, they met Zhang Fei, Zhang Jun and the others, but Zhang Song did not exchange a single word with them, as if he did not see them, and walked past them.

After approximately an hour, Zhang Song, whose head was covered in sweat and face was pale, once again arrived at the clinic with the support of the old man.

"How is it? Did you get it? Why are you so pale? " When Mu Xinyi saw the old man and Zhang Song, he stood up and ran over to Zhang Song's side and supported him, asking worriedly and anxiously. Just as Mu Xinyi stood up, everyone also saw him. They all followed Mu Xinyi to his side in tacit understanding.

Zhang Song forcefully endured the pain, trying to appear as natural as possible: "Mn, it's already been taken out. It's fine now."

The elder opened his mouth at the right time, "It has already been taken out, but we need to take some time to recuperate. Don't let the weight on our arms go to waste, for fear of recurrence."

Zhang Song said gratefully: "En, I understand. Thank you, Doctor."

With everyone scrambling to be first, they finally discussed about Mu Xinyi supporting Zhang Song, and everyone majestically left the hospital.

Because of the football match, Zhang Fei and the others were busy with physical training, and in the next few days, Mu Xinyi would always take care of Zhang Song. These few days were also the longest for the two of them to stay together, and there were no outsiders present to disturb them. She dressed him like the most ordinary thing a wife does for her husband; he tidied up her tousled sideburns like a husband showing gentleness to his wife...

Under Mu Xinyi's meticulous care, Zhang Song finally returned to his previous state.

The days passed quickly in their merriment. There were only a few days until the football semi-finals. Although Zhang Jun and the rest had a relaxed appearance, but to be able to enter the semi-finals was definitely not a mediocre team, their strength was unquestionable. Therefore, they still used the time they could spare to strengthen their physical training. It was not for anything else, but for the title of "Champion". It was just for the sake of being the strongest and the best.

Just as everyone was preparing for the champion battle, Zhang Song was conflicted for many days. In the end, he decided to leave, and without Zhang Fei and the others knowing, he secretly bought a train ticket for five days later. Five days later, it would be the final day of the football tournament. The reason why Zhang Song chose that day, was because he didn't want to see the crowd part from him.

As expected, after going through the semifinals selection, Zhang Fei and the rest were able to enter the finals without any suspense, while the other pair that fought their way into the finals were from the eighth class of the Humanities. As the match drew nearer, the two teams were preparing for the final.

Time flew by just like that. No one would have thought that a farewell banquet would quickly rush towards Zhang Fei and the others. During the day, Zhang Song was still the same as usual, he did not show any signs of being there. Besides studying, he also slept, and spent the rest of his time accompanying Mu Xinyi.

"Su Xiang, your stamina is still lacking. After running for so long, you're finally done. I really don't know what you normally do." Zhang Jun stopped in his tracks, staring at Su Xiang with anger.

Su Xiang bent down and gasped for air, unable to catch his breath: "You also know, my physical fitness is not good, I ran for more than 3000 meters today, this is really my limit, I am really not going to make it."

Zhang Jun angrily criticized: "Tomorrow is the finals, I don't want to suffer such a loss just because of you. No matter what, we have to be the champions no matter what. Get up and continue running. "

"Give me a break, otherwise I'm going to die of exhaustion." Su Xiang cast his gaze at the crowd and begged.

"Second Bro, we've been running for such a long time. It's not that Little Su is no good, but even we're tired. Let's take a break first." Brothers, let's rest for ten minutes and continue after that. " With that, she patted Zhang Jun's shoulders and came to sit beside Su Xiang to rest.

Su Xiang revealed a grateful expression, and said apologetically: "Big bro, I really can't take it anymore, thank you for speaking up for me."

"We are all brothers of our own, why do we still take offense?" Don't blame Zhang Jun, you know his personality. "

"Yes." "I understand." Su Xiang nodded.

In a certain corner of the school field. Zhang Song held Mu Xinyi and sat on the green grass. At this moment, they had forgotten about everything, and everything around them had lost its vitality in front of them. They looked up at the blue sky and white clouds with tacit understanding, and were as motionless as a sculpture that had been erected here thousands of years ago.

The first was Zhang Song breaking the silence, looking at the setting sun, she suddenly spoke: "The setting sun is great, it's just that it's near dusk."

Mu Xinyi turned around and looked into Zhang Song's eyes with infinite gentleness. Her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, she didn't;

Zhang Song looked at Mu Xinyi, and did not say anything else, he once again shot his gaze towards the blue sky.

Mu Xinyi stared at Zhang Song who looked like a puppet and sighed in his heart, "Why is he so depressed? It was like the old man sighing helplessly in the face of such a miserable life. Why can't I guess what he's thinking? What secret was he hiding in his heart? "How much pressure did you endure?"

Facing the silent Zhang Song, Mu Xinyi could not endure this kind of oppressive and heavy atmosphere, and started thinking about what he could say right now. Moments later, Mu Xinyi opened his mouth and asked: "Do you still remember that oath of 'Peacock Ascending to the South'?"

"Hmm? "Why are you asking about this?" Zhang Song frowned and asked, of course he knew about the oath, but could he say it out loud? Could he really give her that promise, as the oath said? He was afraid. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to give her any promises. If she couldn't make any promises, why would she make any promises? It was good for her.

Zhang Song's expression and eyes were completely captured by Mu Xinyi. Although he didn't say it out loud, he was still grumbling in his heart. Unwilling to accept this outcome, he replied, "The Lord shall be like a rock, while the concubine shall be like a reed; the reed shall be like silk, and the rock shall not be moved."

"I hope our love will be as strong and permanent as theirs." Mu Xinyi said firmly.

Zhang Song shook his head, and said: "But in the end, they were still unable to get together, right?"

"That's right. Although they couldn't walk together for various reasons when they were alive, but after they died, they still ended up together, turning into peacocks with twin beds and a pair of peacocks." Mu Xinyi tried to defend himself.

Zhang Song sighed: "That kind of love is only a myth among the ancients. "We are modern people, we are all atheists. After death, we are only left with one grain of yellow soil. How could we become peacocks?"

"I understand what you mean. I can feel your feelings towards me, but I don't dare to give you any promises. I'm afraid that even if I can't, I won't be able to. After all, we are still young. When we are all mature, you might meet the real him in your life, and the person who can give you this kind of promise will definitely be him. We don't know what's going on. Maybe we're just a passing visitor in each other's lives. "

At this time, Mu Xinyi's tears were already pouring down like rain, and her voice was choked with sobs: "That won't happen, I know that in the future we will meet all sorts of people, but I have already given my heart to you, and can't tolerate anyone else. My heart is only beating for you, like a silkworm in spring, and only stopped spitting silk after dying. And you are the only one for me, if I lose you, my world will lose all life, if I can't be with you, even if I have the whole world, I won't be happy, you are the source of my happiness, only by being in your arms will I feel at ease, will I give up all pretense, as long as I have you, I won't be afraid of anything. "