Love you, never separate

When the crowd was about to approach the pavilion, his technique of body immobilization was relieved, and nothing else was concerned. He panted nervously, and the mask covered his nose. He had some difficulty in breathing. He simply pulled off the mask, stuffed it into his pocket and ran away.

He hasn't been exercising for a long time, and his running speed is a little slow. He is so anxious that he has to come out in a cold sweat. Listening to the more and more disordered footsteps behind him, he is also anxious. He doesn't dare to look back for fear of seeing reporters approaching him.

However, it is obvious that these reporters are slower than him, probably because of the equipment problems and the large number of people. They are easy to collide with each other or step on their feet.

He Qing took a long time to get to the path they were running on. Cyclists like to take this road most. It's flat and straight.

He Qing has been running for such a long time, but he hasn't seen a corner. He doesn't even have a place for Tibetans. He regrets that he has chosen such a place to wait. Isn't he digging his own grave? Is that all right? If you're tired, you may be caught.

Li Yang and Chen Feng are riding bicycles side by side, laughing and chatting. Suddenly, they see a group of people in front of them running after a person. They stop the car busily.

He Qing rubbed them and ran to them. He waved to them and motioned them to go first.

"Shit Li Yang scolded in a low voice, threw the bike away, turned around and chased He Qing. Before running, he patted Chen Feng, "brother, stop it!"

Maybe the word "brother" in Li Yang's mouth gave Chen Feng some motivation. Chen Feng stopped several reporters. Although there were still several people who took the opportunity to get around, they were also very good.

Li Yang is a student of sports. He runs fast and has long legs. After a while, he catches up with He Qing. He turns his head and takes a look. Chen Feng seems to have stopped some of them. Although there are many reporters behind, they are scattered.

It's just that he admires the perseverance of these reporters. It's not easy to chase them for such a long time. Sure enough, all walks of life have difficulties. Being a reporter has to run fast!

"What the hell? They're dogs, right! Why are you biting me so hard? " Li Yang said angrily as he ran.

He Qing didn't reply. He ran all the way to the limit of his body. Coupled with his poor health, his physical strength is almost overdrawn. His face is getting whiter and whiter, and his breathing is getting heavier and heavier.

His head was dizzy and his body was a little unsteady, as if he was going to fall forward in the next second.

He thought to himself, he's really weak. Now he won't really fall into the hands of reporters. It's also a drag on Li Yang. What will the reporters ask him? How can he answer that he will not affect Zhou Li? Why don't you talk?

He was still thinking that his feet were getting heavier and heavier, and he felt that he would not be able to lift his legs in the next second. His arm was suddenly caught by a hand. He squinted and looked at it, only to see a piece of red sportswear sleeves, which Li Yang had put on before riding a bicycle.

"Hold on a little longer, we'll be around the corner in front of you, and soon there will be a place to hide!" Li Yang bit his teeth and pulled He Qing's heavy body forward. He said as he ran.

After the corner, there is a small commercial street. This commercial street may not be very friendly to first-time tourists or road geeks, but it is very beneficial to their situation at this time.

"Labyrinth" is probably one of the characteristics of this commercial street. If you go in seven or eight turns, you may not find the way. Li Yang has never been here, but he Qing is pulled away from the reporter as soon as possible, and then turns to the corner, and then enters a coffee shop casually.

The coffee shop is a two-story attic, which has the feeling of European architecture. Li Yang takes He Qing upstairs and finds a window seat. Looking at a group of reporters downstairs turning on the road like headless flies, he can't help laughing twice: "fools, grandfather is here. Why can't I find him?"

As soon as he Qing's leg touched the chair, he sat on it and couldn't get up any more. He felt that his legs were not his own, and the air in his chest couldn't come out all the time. He could only breathe heavily.

His heart was beating wildly, almost to his throat. His heart beat as loud as the wall of the house next door.

He slowed down for a long time, looked up at Li Yang and said, "thank you! If it wasn't for you, I would be driven crazy by the reporters now. "

"Brother, is that not out of the ordinary? Did I bother you a little before? Now I'll take you for a run, and you'll thank me. Then I have to kneel down to thank you! " Li Yang waved his hand and said.

He Qing slightly lowered his head, and then remembered something, and said: "well, thank Chen Feng for me. Didn't he just block reporters for me?" Just now he looked back, the number of reporters is not as much as before, it must be Chen Feng stopped part of it.

"OK, I'll tell you." Li Yang said.

"Is Chen Feng OK now? There's nothing wrong with him, is there? " He Qing asked with some worry.

"Don't worry, he's smart. He can't get out if anyone has an accident. Chen Feng can play them around without using his head Li Yang mentioned Chen Feng's tone with some pride.

He Qing was still a little worried, but Li Yang said so, and he didn't know what to say again.

Li Yang saw he Qing's worry and sighed helplessly, then said: "I'll ask him for you."

Although the reporters didn't run fast, they were surprisingly strong. Maybe they could not bear the strength of the reporters. Then they had an idea and cried out, "I'm a friend of that man just now. I have his material on me. Do you want to listen to me?"

After listening to Chen Feng's words, all the reporters who had been running forward retreated, "are you his friend? Is it true that he and Mr. Zhou Li are keeping and being kept

"Is it really Mr. He who has been pestering Mr. Zhou?"

"What kind of person is Mr. He? Can you describe it to us? "

"What kind of person he is..." Chen Feng read a reporter's question again, and looked in the direction of He Qing's escape without any trace. The front is the corner, so he should not worry about it.

As he said in a long voice, he moved aside. "In fact..." the reporters' eyes were fixed on him, moving with him, as if his next sentence was amazing.

"In fact, he and I..." the reporter's eyes began to shine, "not too familiar!"

Chen Feng finished this sentence, ran out, the reporter did not want to chase him, just stay in place to scold him, he quickly escaped to the safe range.