7

In these three years, we have participated in six sports meets, and surprisingly, she was in four of the six photos. I turned to look at her in amazement and blurted out, "What's going on?"

Sophia gently took the photo, a hint of nostalgia in her eyes, "Max, this is actually my alma mater. I am a year younger than you."

I still found it hard to believe, so I exclaimed, "Isn't this too coincidental? How come you are in all four photos?"

Sophia smiled, with a hint of cunning in her smile, "What a coincidence, I did it on purpose." After saying that, she blinked, like a clever little fox.

" Max , I actually had a crush on you a long time ago, but the only chance for us to meet was the sports meet. So, I signed up for the same event as you and practiced running every day. Only if I became the first place, I would have the opportunity to stand side by side with you in the waiting area. Every time you take a photo, I will deliberately move closer, even if it's just from a distance, it can be regarded as a photo together!"

Hearing this, I was shocked beyond words. It turned out that someone in a corner that I had not noticed liked me silently. I was introverted and lonely in high school. Every day, I would eat, study, and run. I never had much contact with other classmates. How could someone like me?

Just as I was about to speak, the director's voice suddenly came from the headset, asking our two groups to gather together for the third round of the game.

On the playground, Mira was squatting down to tie the rope, muttering in dissatisfaction: "It's so annoying, why does my husband have to play this kind of game with others? Could this director be a hired help by Sophia? Look at her, she's laughing so hard that her mouth is almost reaching the sky!"

"I'm so pissed off, you annoying bastard! He's my husband, keep your distance from me!"

"Mira, how about I tie it myself?" Alan suggested when he saw Mira had been trying to tie it for a long time but failed.

Mira came to her senses and quickly tied the rope. On this side, Sophia was also ready.

" Max , let's shout ' 121' , do you want to step with your left foot or right foot first?" I thought for a moment and replied, "Then let's go with the left foot."

"Okay, I'll use my right foot then." Seeing how well we cooperated, Alan turned to Mira and asked, "What about us? Mira."

Mira replied nonchalantly, "I'll take the left step first and you take the right step." Alan smiled indulgently, "Okay, I'll do as you say."

"Alan is doing this again. How annoying! Can you please stay away from me? I have a husband!!" However, she did not say this out loud.

We stood at the starting line. At the director's whistle, we rushed out quickly, shouting in unison: "1, 2, 1, 1, 2, 1..." Mira and Alan were not willing to fall behind. They caught up with and surpassed us without any mistakes.

[Look! They are fighting!]

[Which eye did you see the fight with?]

[Don’t you think there’s a lot of murderous intent between them? ]

[You don’t understand the desire to win between husband and wife, little brats! ]

[Our Sophia and Max have such a good understanding, love it! ]

[Why do Mira and Alan look like they are going to fight? (囧.jpg)]

【Hahahaha, very insightful, they all look alike! 】

I didn't want to lose, so I accelerated and sprinted, and Sophia also cooperated closely with me. In the end, because Alan's physical strength was not as good as mine, we rushed to the finish line first.

Sophia untied the rope, I happily high-fived her to celebrate: "We won!" Sophia jumped up excitedly like a happy little deer: "We won!"

" We still lost, but it doesn't matter. I'm happy if my husband is happy. I'm also happy if I round it off! But why did you high-five? My husband has never high-fived me! I'm jealous!!" Mira 's voice came with a hint of dissatisfaction and jealousy.

As soon as I heard the word "jealousy", Mira came over and held out her hand with a cold face. I kept smiling and asked, "What?"

Sophia took a step forward and raised her hand to high-five her: "It seems that Sister Mira also wants to high-five me?" Mira's cold face could no longer hold back, she nodded stiffly: "Yeah." But in her heart she was madly complaining: "Who is high-fiving you! Annoying, pretentious girl!"

Alan also came over and high-fived me in order not to be left out. Although it was a bit awkward, I could accept it.