He Wouldn't Stay Down Forever

The moment he finished sprinting, Luo Ye had squeezed out every last bit of strength. He didn't even have the energy to stand.

He began to slow down, then gradually stopped in front of Fairy Senior Sister. Opening his arms, he collapsed onto her shoulder.

Though he was drenched in sweat, Su Baizhou didn't mind.

Besides, she felt rather cool. Maybe it was because of her temperament, or maybe Luo Ye thought she was aloof, so when he hugged her, he instinctively felt like she was cool to the touch.

No matter what, at that moment, the onlookers all around them let out a wave of suggestive cheers, each wearing a knowing smile as they looked at the young couple.

Some knew them, while others didn't, but they joined in the teasing anyway.

Li Haoyang stood nearby with his hands on his hips, looking completely unaffected. He had only sweated a little, and after resting for a minute or two, even his breathing had steadied.

"Alright, drink something."

Su Baizhou's pocket was bulging, with a bottle of Energy Drink inside.

Luo Ye took it and drained it in one gulp.

His 3,000 meters were over, but some people's races weren't.

For example, Wang Dachui's.

He had wanted to leave long ago, but this was the Sports Meet. Walking off would have been too embarrassing, so he could only grit his teeth and keep running, even though his pace was barely any different from walking.

However, a third of the runners were already walking around the track.

The frontrunners had already crossed the finish line. Even if the others completed the 3,000 meters, they wouldn't place, so hardly anyone was paying attention to them anymore.

Whether they finished or not no longer meant anything.

Perhaps the only meaning was the belief