C108 Pain

Sure enough, Ouyang Qing's gaze was firmly locked onto their stands, deep yet somewhat melancholy.

After Qian Qing touched Ouyang Qing's gaze, she immediately lowered her head and was somewhat flustered.

When Ouyang Qing saw this, there was a flash of injury in his eyes, but he still stubbornly stood where he was and looked at Qian Qing.

"Oh my god! Young Master Ouyang is looking at me!"

"Nonsense! He is clearly looking at me!"

The surrounding girls quarreled and made Qian Qing even more irritated.

Zhang Yu Tong, who was sitting beside Qian Qing, asked curiously, "Why do I feel that Young Master Ouyang was looking at you?"

"How can that be? He must be looking at someone else." Qian Qing quickly denied it.

Zhang Yu Tong silently looked around their stands and found that other than Qian Qing who had the capital to attract Ouyang Qing, there was no one else that could make this seemingly gentle but actually arrogant noble young master stare for so long.

"He seems to be walking towards you..." Zhang Yu Tong looked at Ouyang Qing's figure that was getting closer and closer and quickly reminded him.

Qian Qing panicked in her heart and looked up. Indeed, she saw Ouyang Qing's tall and thin figure slowly approaching the two of them.

What should we do? Should she leave? But if he left now, wouldn't it seem very deliberate? But if he didn't leave, if someone else heard about it, he would definitely be angry again.

Just as Qian Qing was in a dilemma, Ouyang Qing had already walked to her side. He gently smiled at the girl beside Qian Qing and said, "Can you let me give you this position?"

The girl beside him did not expect Ouyang Qing to take the initiative to talk to her. She thought that she could sit next to Ouyang Qing and was even more excited and incoherent.

"Okay! Young Master Ouyang, please sit!" Then she sat down in the girl's seat beside him.

The other girls in the stands also became excited because of Ouyang Qing's arrival, but they also became quiet again. They were afraid of disturbing Ouyang Qing, the sad and gentle prince.

Ouyang Qing saw Qian Qing lowering her head anxiously and sat down next to her. He said softly, "Long time no see."

Because the stool in the stands was very close, Qian Qing could smell Ouyang Qing's scent. This made Qian Qing more and more restless.

She forced a smile and nodded. "Yes, long time no see."

"You are hiding from me?" Ouyang Qing pursed his red lips. There was an unnoticeable injury in his tone.

"Xiao Yi is my boyfriend. I'm afraid he will be jealous." Qian Qing said apologetically.

Ouyang Qing did not expect Qian Qing to be so straightforward. His amber eyes showed some fierceness and unwillingness.

"Ah Yan! Come quickly! It's your turn!" A coarse male voice came from afar.

Ouyang Qing nodded and signaled. He took off his snow velvet coat and put it in Qian Qing's hand. "Help me take it."

"Hmm?" Qian Qing looked at the clothes that still had Ouyang Qing's body temperature. She was stunned. When she looked up and wanted to reject him, Ouyang Qing had already run out of the stands.

"Yan..." Qian Qing sighed and thought for a while. She followed Ouyang Qing down the track.

However, because the staff was checking, Qian Qing could not go in. She could only hold her clothes and wait by the side.

However, her actions made the girls on the field full of envy, jealousy, and hatred!

It caused the girls to discuss animatedly, which raised the atmosphere of the sports meet to another level.

"Isn't Qian Qing Young Master Xiao's girlfriend? Why are you helping Young Master Ouyang get his clothes now?"

"How would I know? This is the so-called melodramatic love triangle. I really envy Qian Qing. Both men are handsome and rich. If only one of them liked me. "

"Stop dreaming."

" I was just thinking about it. "

Qian Qing looked at the gazes of the people around her and felt very helpless.

When Ouyang Qing saw Qian Qing holding onto his clothes and standing obediently beside the track on the runway, his eyes were full of smiles and gentleness.

"Yan, good luck..." Qian Qing saw that Ouyang Qing was looking at her and smiled as she cheered for him.

When Ouyang Qing heard her, his jade-like face revealed some confidence that he would definitely win. He became more and more vigorous.

Gunshots sounded. All the contestants ran towards the finish line like arrows leaving the bow. The most dazzling one was, of course, Ouyang Qing, the leader.

That kind of Zhang Yang confidence, that kind of high-spirited spirit, that was the real him.

Qian Qing looked at him and then retracted her gaze. She jogged to the boy who had just shouted, "This Senior Brother, may I ask if you are Ouyang Senior Brother's classmates?"

The 1.8 meter thick boy lowered his head and saw Qian Qing's large watery eyes and fair skin. He was stunned. He had never seen such a cute girl before. She looked like an exquisite doll and her face instantly turned red.

"Yeah, that's right. What do you want?"

Qian Qing handed Ouyang Qing's clothes to him and said, "These are Ouyang Senior Brother's clothes. Please help him take them."

The boy looked embarrassed and said, "He likes to be clean. He never allows anyone to touch his things."

Then he looked at Qian Qing and felt very melancholy in his heart. It turned out that Tan Qingyan had taken a fancy to beautiful women. Then these ordinary people would not have a chance.

After all, if Tan Qingyan could take the initiative to give the clothes to her, it meant that she must have a high position in Tan Qingyan's heart. At least she was better than his roommates.

Qian Qing pursed her red lips. "But I have something to do now. I can't help Senior Brother take the clothes."

The boy looked around and pointed to an empty seat. "Then you can put it there."

"Yes." Qian Qing acted as if she had been granted amnesty. She hurriedly wiped the empty seat with a tissue and then carefully put her clothes on it.

Then she ran to the front of the boy and thanked him, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

"You're welcome." The boy scratched his head in embarrassment.

Qian Qing smiled and looked at the arena again. She found that Ouyang Qing was drinking water at the finish line. She looked at the scoreboard again and knew that Ouyang Qing had won the first place.

"Senior Brother, I'll be leaving now."

"Okay."

Qian Qing did not bother to greet Zhang Yu Tong and immediately turned around to leave the sports field.

When Ouyang Qing ran back to the finish line, he found that the little person he was thinking about was no longer there and his clothes were neatly placed to the side.

The smile on his handsome face instantly disappeared and even became gloomy and scary.

The joy in his heart seemed to be instantly extinguished by a basin of cold water. It chilled his heart. Did she have to hide from him like this?

"Qing Yan, a beauty came over just now. She placed your clothes..."

But before he could finish, he saw Ouyang Qing heavily place the water bottle on the table. The surrounding people looked at him in shock.

The boy frowned and looked at him. "What happened to you?"

Ouyang Qing took a deep breath. He restrained the violence in his eyes and returned to his usual gentle look. He said apologetically, "Sorry, I feel a little dizzy."

"Are you alright? I'll take you to the school hospital." The boy saw that Ouyang Qing's expression was indeed ugly, so he quickly suggested.

Ouyang Qing curled his lips and refused, "No need. I'll be fine after resting for a while."

Then he picked up his clothes and walked out of the room. Halfway there, he turned around and said with a deep look in his eyes, "Which direction did she go?"

The boy pointed to the right. "She went to the library."

"Yes, thank you."

Qian Qing was afraid that there would be any more scandal between her and Ouyang Qing. After she left the sports field, she thought of studying at the library.

But suddenly there was a sharp pain in her stomach. It was so painful that she could not help but curl up and squat by the side of the road.

Why did it hurt this month?

She only felt that the internal organs in her stomach had been twisted together and pulled together. It was as if someone had kicked her more than ten times. The pain was unbearable. It was so painful that her face turned pale and she was drenched in cold sweat.

When the people who passed by saw Qian Qing's painful appearance, they all went forward and asked, "Classmate, are you alright?"

"Look at her pale face. Do you want to send her to the school hospital?"

When Qian Qing heard this, she bit her lips tightly and shook her head, indicating that she was fine.

The female students were more experienced. "She seems to be suffering from pain?"

"I have medicine!" Another female student immediately took out a box of medicine from her bag.

She hurriedly handed the medicine to Qian Qing and asked softly, "Student, are you suffering from pain?"

Qian Qing's face was distorted from the pain and weakly nodded her head.

"Quick! This medicine is very effective. Take it and it will not hurt anymore." The girl quickly put the medicine in Qian Qing's hands. The boy beside her quickly handed the bought mineral water to Qian Qing.

After Qian Qing took the medicine, the pain was still unbearable.

"Didn't you say that this medicine is very effective?" The boy was puzzled and asked, "Why is she still in so much pain?"

The girls collectively looked down on him. "Do you think this medicine is a divine medicine? It doesn't hurt when I just ate it. I have to wait for its medicinal effects to take effect. About ten minutes later, the pain can be eased a bit. "

When the boys saw this, they all sighed with emotion. It really wasn't easy to be a girl.

"Qing!" Ouyang Qing saw Qian Qing squatting on the ground in pain and asked anxiously, "How are you?"

The surrounding people did not expect to see Ouyang Qing and were stunned. It took a while for a girl to react and explain with some excitement, "Senior Brother, this student seems to be suffering from pain. We just gave her medicine and she took it. If she takes a rest, it might not hurt that much anymore."

When Ouyang Qing heard that, the expression on his face did not look as urgent as before. "Thank you."

When the girls saw Ouyang Qing's proud and cold appearance, they said shyly and timidly, "You're welcome. It's what I should do."

"Qing, let me take you to the hospital." Ouyang Qing said softly and worriedly.

Qian Qing held her abdomen with both hands. She felt that the pain seemed to have slowed down a lot. She shook her head and said, "It doesn't seem to be as painful as before. I don't need to go to the hospital."

"But..." Ouyang Qing was still worried. "Then I will take you to rest for a while."

Qian Qing hesitated for a moment and nodded. "Go to the school hospital."

"Okay." Ouyang Qing carried Qian Qing up and strode towards the school hospital.

The pain was not a disease. It was fatal when it came to pain. When the pain came, it was best to lie in bed and rest. Qian Qing only wanted to lie on the bed and feel comfortable.

The pain in her stomach kept slowing down and Qian Qing's entire body relaxed. Because the pain just now was too much, she only felt tired and tired.

Her eyelids were so heavy that she could not open them. Before she arrived at the school hospital, she had already fallen asleep on Ouyang Qing's shoulder.