[Lin Xuhuan: Bro, wanna get food tonight? My treat. If you're busy, it's okay to stand me up too.]

Yan Zhun scoffed.

Instead of scamming his fans for gifts, he was scamming his friends. Truly shameless.

Just as he was thinking this, another message popped up.

The message was very long, and a single glance revealed it to be a mass-sent joke message.

Yan Zhun glanced at it and was about to close it when he suddenly thought of something. With a smirk, he long-pressed the message and tapped 'forward.'

Pei Ran was currently sitting in the cafeteria, with only two vegetable dishes on his tray.

He had a long-distance race in the afternoon, and eating too much would upset his stomach.

His phone buzzed lightly.

[Yan Zhun: Onii-chan, it's the end of the season, and I still haven't reached 6000 points qaq Even though I'm not very good, I'll always follow you, big brother o(〃'▽'〃)o Direct firefights and rushing buildings and stuff www so scawwy, I don't wanna kill anyone, I just wanna follow you with my First-Aid Kits and Med Kits!]

Pei Ran: "...?"

His eyes widened slightly as he repeatedly checked the sender's contact name.

[Pei Ran: Did you send this to the wrong person?]

[Pei Ran: This is Pei Ran.]

[Yan Zhun: Yeah, wrong person]

[Yan Zhun: When is the 3000-meter race?]

[Pei Ran: Three in the afternoon.]

[Yan Zhun: If you can't finish, just stop. Your Art Department isn't that serious about the sports meet.]

[Pei Ran: ...]

[Pei Ran: I will finish it.]

In the afternoon, Pei Ran and his roommate went to the sports field together.

His roommate had signed up for the 1000-meter race, just wanting to muddle through it. The event hadn't started yet, so the two of them sat in the stands waiting for registration.

His roommate was chatting on his phone and suddenly laughed. "My girlfriend is running the relay in a bit, I'm going to go cheer for her."

Pei Ran nodded. "That's nice."

"What about you," his roommate asked casually, "isn't Luo Qingshan coming to cheer you on?"

Pei Ran said, "We broke up."

"Huh?" The roommate's typing fingers paused, and he turned his head in surprise. "When did that happen? But I ran into him on the day the break started, and he said you two had no plans and were just going to stay home and play..."

Pei Ran didn't know about that. He gave a wry smile. "We broke up before that."

His roommate wasn't as gossipy as Lin Kang, so after a couple of surprised remarks, he dropped the topic. He patted Pei Ran's shoulder. "Let's not talk about that. It's time for my race. Come on, go to the finish line and wait to cheer for me."

Pei Ran froze for a moment when he saw Yan Zhun at the starting line.

Yan Zhun was very tall, and his starting stance was as standard as the two sports students next to him. Although the sports students had athletic builds, Yan Zhun's broad shoulders and long legs easily drew the spectators' gazes.

Pei Ran even overheard two girls next to him discussing giving water to Yan Zhun later.

When the starting gun fired, Yan Zhun shot off the starting line like an arrow released from its bow.

The 1000-meter race wasn't difficult for boys. The two sports students were running at lightning speed, followed by Yan Zhun, while his roommate and someone from the Computer Science Department were at the back, pecking at each other.

Pei Ran watched as Yan Zhun got closer and closer, finally crossing the finish line in third place, and then—headed straight for him.

After a sprint, you need a short jog to cool down. Pei Ran even suspected Yan Zhun was going to crash into him and instinctively wanted to step back.

Yan Zhun came to a steady stop.

His chest heaved as he caught his breath for a moment, then he said, "Don't worry, I won't run into you."

Pei Ran blinked rapidly and said drily, "Congratulations, third place."

"What's there to congratulate about third place?" Yan Zhun lowered his eyes, looking at the two bottles of mineral water in his hands. "For me?"

Pei Ran thought for a moment and subconsciously lifted the bottle in his right hand. "This one..."

The words had barely left his mouth when Yan Zhun snatched it away, twisted it open, and took a large gulp.

The ice-cold water rolled down his throat, incredibly refreshing.

He drank more than half the bottle in one go. When he finished, he saw the person in front of him staring at him, shocked and flustered.

What Pei Ran had wanted to say was that this was the bottle he had drunk from, and the other one was for his roommate.

Yan Zhun raised an eyebrow. Just as he was about to ask, someone came up to remind him to register his result.

"I'm going to register." He was very close to Pei Ran, so close that Pei Ran could even feel his breath. He said, "Don't be stingy. If you really mind, I'll buy you another bottle later."