Chapter 229 Don’t Give Up

Su Lingmeng threw herself at him fiercely, throwing him two meters away.

"Hey, you bad guy, my sister is sick now, how can she compete with you in running? Are you blind? If you want to compete, you can compete with my sister in math Olympiad questions or riddles!"

Su Kexin has a very high IQ, and these things are easy for her.

Song Xuan naturally can't compete with Su Kexin in these.

He stared at Su Kexin's legs, and a trace of malice rose: "I remember, your leg was not saved? Why can you walk again now?"

Su Kexin is good-looking, and at first, he liked her a little.

But as a student of the same grade, Su Kexin has good grades and high talent, and has won the love of various teachers. She can get the best rewards when she goes out to participate in poetry and math Olympiad competitions.

She even taught herself the knowledge of the higher grades and repeatedly shined in school.

She is so outstanding and dazzling, as if all the words of praise can be used on her.

And compared with her, he seems so mediocre and has no special skills.

Classmates laughed at him, saying that he was a gigolo and didn't deserve Su Kexin. After hearing such words too many times, his mood towards Su Kexin changed immediately.

Later, Su Kexin became lame. The fame of the genius, all the glory, disappeared in an instant. He thought that there would never be those unpleasant voices again.

But he received more ridicule and sarcasm.

They said that he could only marry a lame wife in his life, and his wife would not be able to control her urination and defecation in the future, and would be a complete waste!

This is more infuriating than her being a genius!

Song Xuan had long disliked Su Kexin. The worse her life was, the happier he would be!

"Su Kexin, you don't dare, do you?" Song Xuan said sarcastically, "If you don't dare, apologize to me now and say that you can't compare to me, Song Xuan, and I won't compete with you."

"After all, you are a cripple. If you run halfway and break your legs, I will be responsible."

Su Lingmeng's beautiful deer eyes were full of anger. She bent her waist and planned to hit him in the belly again.

Song Xuan was already prepared and dodged sideways.

"Su Kexin, you don't dare, do you? Because you don't dare, so you deliberately let your sister come out to make trouble? We used to have a good relationship. If you really don't dare, just say it. Will I force you?"

Behind him, the friends brought by Song Xuan were also shouting at the top of their voices: "Su Kexin, if you don't dare, just admit defeat. Our boss won't force women."

"That's right, your legs are broken, so don't let your legs become more broken!"

Their mocking and sarcastic words made Su Kexin more competitive.

"Let's compete!"

"If I win, you have to apologize to me for your behavior!"

Su Lingmeng hurriedly pulled her hand: "Sister, your leg has just recovered a little. If you go running at this time, you will get hurt!"

Even Su Ming in the stroller was anxious, waving his hands and trying to communicate with her in "baby language".

"My silly sister, you can't be silly, you are still a patient, you have to think about your body!"

Su Kexin has made up her mind, "Don't worry, I have my own ideas."

The group came to the runway.

Looking at the runway in front of him, Su Ming realized that they were actually going to do it for real.

Staring at Song Xuan, who was in the lead, Su Ming was so angry that he kept waving his fists.

"Damn it, if my body hadn't limited me, I would have beaten you up right now. You dared to bully my big sister, I curse you to step on dog shit and not be able to run at all!"

The two were ready on the track. Looking at the crutches in Su Kexin's hand, Song Xuan had a bad idea: "If you ask me, we are all running, how can you use tools? You have to throw away the crutches in your hand, otherwise, you still lose."

Su Kexin can barely walk now, but without the crutches, it is definitely not that easy to walk.

Song Xuan saw through this and said it deliberately.

Su Kexin took a deep breath, threw away the support tool in his hand, and looked down coldly: "Let's start now."

"Okay, whoever finishes this lap first wins."

Song Xuan's arrogance did not last long.

When he was running, his foot suddenly stepped on a soft mass of something. He looked down and saw the soft black object and vomited.

"Fuck, what a stinking shit! How can there be such a thing on such a good track!"

He was so angry that he changed the track, "Just now doesn't count, let's start again this time."

Accompanied by the sound of the start, Song Xuan just moved, and his feet seemed to step on something out of thin air again, and he fell directly to the ground, and the pain in his tailbone made him burst into tears.

It seemed that something was hindering his running.

He didn't believe it, propped himself up and wanted to continue running.

But this time, he still didn't succeed. He fell to the left and his face hit the ground, rubbing a large piece of skin.

While he was frozen for the start, Su Kexin slowly moved her legs and walked forward.

Without the crutches, she even had difficulty maintaining basic balance. She could only grit her teeth and barely restrain herself when her body swayed to one side, so as not to fall to the ground.

After walking twenty meters in a row, she had reached the limit of her independent walking in the past few days.

She stopped, her legs were sore and swollen, and even her head began to ache.

Should she give up now? Thinking of Song Xuan's arrogant look, Su Kexin felt infinitely unwilling.

She used to have great athletic talent. Now, how could she be willing to let herself have trouble even walking!

Su Kexin gritted her teeth and kept telling herself in her heart to hold on a little longer, hold on for a little longer, try to walk the whole distance, and it would be fine after she finished walking.

After walking two more steps, she became more dizzy, as if she was going to fall to the ground.

When she felt that she had reached her limit, her legs suddenly seemed to be injected with infinite power.

At that moment, the original soreness seemed to be gone, replaced by full strength. Su Kexin even felt that her legs had returned to the way they were before the accident.

She took a step, and this step was more stable and solid than before.

When she came back after walking a circle, Song Xuan hadn't even walked out of the starting point. There were all kinds of bruises on his arms, and even his clothes were dirty.

He stared at Su Kexin, "What kind of magic did you use to prevent me from running out!"

Su Kexin frowned, "You have a problem yourself, you can't run, and you blame me?"

Although she knew in her heart that these must be Su Ming's credit.

"Since I've won, you should apologize to me now. Song Xuan, not only did you lose to me in IQ, but now you can't even run as fast as a cripple like me."

"You!"

Song Xuan was furious, staring at Su Kexin, unable to speak for a long time.

"You want me to apologize to a cripple like you? You're fucking dreaming! I won't do it!