I won't chase you a second time

Chapter 40

Lying in a hotel in a foreign country, Jiang Wensong did not sleep well as expected.

When he got up from the bed sleepily, the sky outside was just getting bright.

In the morning, Jiang Wensong's movements are usually very slow, like an old machine that has just started.

By the time he finished washing and dressing slowly, it was already bright outside the window.

Jiang Wensong squinted at the big sun outside, thinking about going to the mall on the street to buy a peaked cap to shade him later.

There were several conspicuous buses parked at the entrance of the hotel. Jiang Wensong took a double look until the bus started slowly and disappeared around the corner.

Jiang Wensong retracted his gaze with peace of mind, and walked to the street in the city center. When he passed by a roadside shop, he bought a navy blue peaked cap casually to block the dazzling sunlight.

When we arrived at the venue, there were already many people outside the venue. Although they hadn’t started to enter the arena, the teams had already lined up with nine bends and eighteen bends. The atmosphere was like the sun today, which is the time for excitement.

Jiang Wensong obediently walked to the end of the line, frowning and thanking himself for buying a hat.

Although when he actually entered the arena, his face was already flushed from the sun.

The host babbled in English to announce the start of the game. Jiang Wensong raised his neck and clapped along with the audience around him incomprehensibly.

In short, the atmosphere at the scene is still very high.

This morning was the preliminaries. When He Mingxu came on stage, Jiang Wensong's eyes were fixed, and he unconsciously became nervous.

The speed of the game was very fast, and the gap between He Mingxu and the other players next to him was so small that it was almost invisible to the naked eye. After the game, the electronic display screen on the venue quickly displayed the results.

He Mingxu was ranked second.

Although successfully entered the final, but the gap with No.1 is extremely small, even Jiang Wensong felt a little pity.

The atmosphere in the waiting room was a bit dignified. The coach summed up the problems this morning. Finally, he turned his head to look at He Mingxu, frowning, "He Mingxu, you are not in shape today. You should reflect on yourself, adjust your state, and win the final in the afternoon." Demonstrate the strength that should be!"

Wang Haohao glanced at the back of the coach leaving the lounge, then turned his head to look at He Mingxu, and scratched his head.

After thinking for a long time, I couldn't help asking He Mingxu, "Brother Xu, what happened to you and Xiao Song yesterday?"

He Mingxu pursed his lips and replied soullessly, "It's nothing."

Of course Wang Haohao didn't believe it, he looked at He Mingxu and persuaded him a few words.

"Brother Xu, if you have any conflicts with Xiao Song, don't take it to heart. You can't solve the problem. Of course, if you want to solve it, you can't solve it now. Let's talk about it after the game is over... The most important thing for us now is now the match of."

After Wang Haohao finished speaking, seeing that He Mingxu was still expressionless, his shoulders slumped in concern.

After all the games in the morning were over, Jiang Wensong followed the flow of people out of the arena and decided to go outside for lunch.

After stumbling and ordering the meal with the help of the translation software, while waiting for the meal, Jiang Wensong rested his chin in boredom and sent He Mingxu a message.

"Come on for the finals in the afternoon! [cheers]"

Although he wasn't sure if He Mingxu could see it.

Blindspot's G cuisine unexpectedly fit Jiang Wensong's taste. When he was about to finish eating, the mobile phone placed by the table made a crisp ringtone.

"it is good."

After a while, He Mingxu sent another message, "I gave you the gold medal."

"What for me?"

"I want to give it to you."

The corners of Jiang Wensong's mouth twitched uncontrollably.

"Can I exchange the gold medal for another reward?" He Mingxu asked.

"Reward kiss = 3 ="

When Jiang Wensong realized what he had sent, a green message box had already been displayed on the screen.

"We kissed yesterday." He Mingxu didn't quite agree, "Promise to do something for me, okay?"

Most of the delicious food in front of him was finished, and the rich milky aroma lingered on the tip of his tongue. The delicious food made Jiang Wensong ask in a good mood: "What's the matter?"

"I won't tell you now."

He Mingxu looked at the phone, waiting for Jiang Wensong's reply.

Jiang Wensong may have thought about it for a while, and the news came after a while, and he agreed.

The final in the afternoon was much more exciting than the preliminaries in the morning. He Mingxu recovered his form and won the gold medal smoothly.

The time he started to regret it was on the way back to the hotel after the game, Jiang Wensong was sitting on the bus, thinking about what He Mingxu would ask him to do.

After thinking all the way, Jiang Wensong finally gave up thinking.

Maybe it took too much energy to cheer up today, Jiang Wensong yawned and sat down on the chair in the hotel room wearily.

The sudden ringtone of the mobile phone rang in the room, Jiang Wensong looked at the caller ID and sighed, and connected the phone.

"Hey, auntie."

"Hey, baby, are you still coming back?"

"Well, the game is still a few days away."

The other end of the phone sighed, "How is your body? Do you feel uncomfortable? Did you take your medicine on time?"

"I'm not feeling sick, I've taken the medicine." Jiang Wensong held the phone in one hand and took the medicine in the bag with the other.

"Okay, did you enjoy playing there? Auntie sent you some money again, and you don't have enough money to play outside."

"Auntie, I have enough money, so you don't need to call me." Jiang Wensong swallowed the medicine and took another sip of water.

Song Ruimin ignored him and continued to tell him, "It's summer in country G, remember to add some clothes when you come back, don't catch a cold."

"Make notes. If you forget something again, the doctor says you are still unstable. If your body is not stable, you can run outside. Tell me about you. I think you need to have a checkup when you come back, otherwise I don't worry. .”

"Understood." In fact, Jiang Wensong wanted to say that he was quite stable.

At least he remembered what happened yesterday.

He also remembered a lot of things about He Mingxu, for example, the senior who used to like He Mingxu was called Liao Ke, which was not in the notes.

Jiang Wensong curled his lips, feeling that the medicine in his mouth was a bit bitter.

Song Ruimin babbled on the other end of the phone until Jiang Wensong couldn't help but yawned and was able to end the call.

Jiang Wensong was indeed a little tired, but it was a pity that most of the original drowsiness was gone after washing up.

"Dong dong dong."

Jiang Wensong straightened up, and lingeringly went to open the door, and saw He Mingxu standing outside the door without any surprise.

In his hand, he held a gold medal that shone with gold.

Jiang Wensong's eyelids twitched, thinking that He Mingxu had asked him to fulfill the promise now, so he asked him fiercely: "It's so late during the competition and you still don't rest?"

"Yes." He Mingxu was unmoved, and handed him the medal, "Here you are."

"What are you doing for me?" Jiang Wensong refused to answer.

He Mingxu didn't answer, and hung the medal around Jiang Wensong's neck, then squeezed sideways into Jiang Wensong's room.

Jiang Wensong turned to look at him, then looked down at the gold medal, and then closed the door gently.

After a while, Jiang Wensong asked reluctantly, "What do you want me to do?"

He Mingxu sat by the bed and looked at him, as if observing.

Seeing his eyes, Jiang Wensong paused, feeling guilty for some reason, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have told him about the state of his memory.

"Why?" Jiang Wensong asked him with no idea.

"Does the headache hurt?" He Mingxu didn't answer his question.

"It doesn't hurt." Jiang Wensong shook his head, and asked him tentatively after a while: "You know?"

"Well, pretty obvious."

"How did you forget?" He Mingxu pulled Jiang Wensong who was standing aside as if being punished, and let him stand in front of him.

Jiang Wensong simply told what happened.

"Then do you remember me?" He Mingxu held Jiang Wensong's hand, obviously caring about the answer, but he didn't look up at him.

Jiang Wensong looked at his lowered head and said deliberately, "Forgot."

He Mingxu pulled Jiang Wensong, put his legs against Jiang Wensong's legs, not letting him move, looked up at him: "Forgot?"

Jiang Wensong wanted to escape, but He Mingxu was too strong, so he moved and gave up struggling.

The two were so close that Jiang Wensong could see He Mingxu looking into his eyes when he lowered his head, very focused and powerful.

He Mingxu put his arms around Jiang Wensong's waist, and hugged him in his arms.

"Don't forget."

"Jiang Wensong, do you hear me?"

He Mingxu hugged him tightly, Jiang Wensong's heart softened suddenly, he sat down and hugged He Mingxu back and forth.

Then he held He Mingxu's face and kissed the corner of his pursed mouth, "Understood, I haven't forgotten, I remembered you when I saw you."

He Mingxu's next match was two days later, and he still didn't relax during the two days.

Jiang Wensong stayed alone in the hotel and was bored, with money and mobile phone alone, wandering around this strange city a few times in two days.

Two days later, He Mingxu's condition improved a lot. He ranked first in the preliminaries. He maintained his condition in the afternoon and won the second gold medal.

After watching He Mingxu's last game, Jiang Wensong returned to the country with simple luggage.

As soon as I landed, I was taken directly to the hospital by my aunt who was waiting at the airport.

Jiang Wensong reported the situation to the doctor truthfully. After hearing the doctor's advice, Song Ruimin heaved a sigh of relief, but he couldn't help but reprimand Jiang Wensong a few words.

His left ear went in and his right ear went out, and he only thought about whether He Mingxu had landed with the team now.

After the inspection and the report, Jiang Wensong was finally released by Song Ruimin and returned home.

A few hours ago, He Mingxu sent a message to Jiang Wensong, saying that he had returned to the country, but the two were in two cities, separated by more than half the distance.

Jiang Wensong turned over on the sofa, watched the news related to the game, and saved a few news pictures by the way.

It was raining outside, and the raindrops hit the glass with a thumping sound. It was stormy outside, but the house was warm and comfortable. The phone rang the alarm on time. Jiang Wensong reached out to press the alarm, got up and poured a glass of water.

The doctor reduced the amount of medicine for him according to his condition. He swallowed the last pill and was about to pack the medicine box when the doorbell rang again.

Putting down the water glass, Jiang Wensong reluctantly walked towards the door, thinking that he might be my aunt again.

When he saw He Mingxu on the surveillance screen, Jiang Wensong paused for a few seconds before quickly pressing the unlock button.

After a while, He Mingxu went upstairs, and Jiang Wensong stood at the door, looking at He Mingxu who was carrying big and small bags, he didn't regain his senses for a while.

He Mingxu seemed to have just got off the plane, his clothes were a little wet from the rain, but his eyes were fixed on Jiang Wensong.

Jiang Wensong knew what he was thinking, so he walked over and kissed the corner of his mouth, took his luggage, "Go in first."

Dissatisfied while going in: "I'm not dementia, how can I just forget it for a while."