Chapter Fifty Carrying on His Back

  Days passed in a flash, and it was already several days later.

  Zhao Heng didn't take the Qing Bang's affairs to heart, after all, he wasn't clear what kind of tricks they would play, and could only respond as circumstances dictated. However, Zhao Heng was confident that he could severely injure his enemies once again, and apart from relying on the help of the First Floor, he also had an ace up his sleeve that he had never used before.

  So he was very relieved, and Qiao Baozi and Song Qingguan also dispersed their worries upon seeing this.

  Surviving in groups reduces psychological pressure a lot.

  The three people's lives returned to calmness, with their daily routine revolving around the classroom, cafeteria and dormitory. They resolutely refused to step out of the university gate again. Zhao Heng also changed his long-distance running route to within the school grounds in order to avoid potential dangers. Although Zhang Ningyan had not come to negotiate again after intimidating Song Qingguan at the bar, everything seemed eerily calm.

  But all three of them knew that this was the calm before the storm, so even the fearless Qiao Yuncai was a little anxious. Zhao Heng continued to teach classes at school as usual, using his free time to teach Qiao Yuncai and Song Qingyuan martial arts, occasionally exchanging a few words with Du Ziyuan when they ran into each other.

  Although Ding Ling's resentment grew bigger and bigger, Zhao Heng fulfilled his promise to Water Bar.

  "Hi Zhao Heng, good morning!"

  It was a refreshing morning with a gentle breeze, Zhao Heng was jogging slowly on the campus football field, when he suddenly heard Du Ziyuan's voice behind him. He turned his head to see that it was indeed Du Jia, wearing short clothes and shorts, with her long hair tied up, looking neat and tidy, but her slender and round legs still made Zhao Heng dizzy.

  "What are you doing at school?"

  In his conversation with Du Ziyuan the other day, Zhao Heng learned that she almost went home every day and was escorted by bodyguards when it was time for class. So he was surprised to see her so early today, and since there were no classes this morning, Du Ziyuan ran quickly to Zhao Heng's side with a radiant smile: "I'm staying at school!"

  Zhao Heng slowed down his pace and approached the girl, then heard Du Ziyuan continue to add: "I told my dad two days ago that the daily commute between home and school is really too tiring. It's better to live in school from Monday to Friday and go back home on weekends. Besides, he and mom have been away from Huahai on business trips recently."

  "I pestered him for half a day and he agreed, finding me a single apartment in school."

  She then explained why she appeared on the court: "I liked running when I was abroad, but after returning to Hua Hai, I was restricted by a lot of reasons. For safety reasons, I rarely ran alone for a long time, otherwise, there would be a group of bodyguards following me; today I got liberated and came to the court for morning exercise, didn't expect to meet you."

  Zhao Heng suddenly enlightened, nodded: "Live well in school, we can see each other often later."

  "Hmm!"

  Du Ziyuan also smiled and nodded: "Let's go for a run together."

  After finishing speaking, she ran a few steps forward and shouted for Zhao Heng to follow up. Zhao Heng smiled slightly and followed suit. The two of them ran slowly in the morning breeze, occasionally chatting and laughing. This scene made people feel as if they were in a dream, causing many early-rising students to secretly exclaim: "Is this not the legendary golden boy and jade girl?"

  It wasn't until they saw the boy next to Du Ziyuan was not Ding Sanshao, but Zhao Heng, who had always been fearless of being killed on the streets, that many people's hearts added a few more cold and sarcastic thoughts. However, Zhao Heng bore other people's gazes with equanimity, just as he said to Du Ziyuan at the water bar: as long as she liked it, he dared to get to know her and interact with her.

  As for loving each other, it's still too far away.

  The bright red sun shone obliquely from the east, wrapping Du Ziyuan's entire body in its warm rays. Her delicate and slightly flushed face was like a pair of eyes that had been moistened by mist, with her eyelashes fluttering subtly under the faint glow of shyness. Everything about her outlined the most breathtaking scenery on this morning at Hua Hai University.

  Many people pointed and whispered, but it made the two bodies walk even closer together.

  "Hmm!"

  Du Ziyan suddenly stepped on a small stone after running over 600 meters, and her foot transmitted unbearable severe pain. She groaned and her body slightly tilted to the side, almost falling onto the grass. Zhao Heng quickly supported her and asked with great concern: "Ziyan, what's wrong? Did you twist your foot?"

  Du Ziyuan wanted to stand up straight, but ended up with a painful grunt. Du Ziyuan nodded slightly at the corner of her mouth, and the pain made her unable to speak. Zhao Heng hurriedly supported her to sit down on the stairs beside the track, then bent down to check her injury: "It's sprained, let me rub it for you?"

  The intimate action made Zhao Heng ask a question, and Du Ziyuan nodded without hesitation.

  Zhaoheng didn't have any fanciful ideas, he took off her handmade cloth shoes on her left foot and put them aside. Then, he gently lifted up her delicate ankle and placed it on his thigh, softly massaging it. "Hmm!" Another muffled groan of pain escaped, Zhao Heng's actions had stirred up the pain in Du Ziyuan's foot.

  "It's okay, just bear with it for a while."

  Zhao Heng showed a warm smile to Du Ziyuan, making the girl stronger for a while. Zhao Heng also pulled down her short socks halfway, making it more convenient for himself to treat her. His fingers slid back and forth on her foot, and Du Ziyuan's white ankles were full of a youthful and lively elasticity. Zhao Heng was considered to be in close contact with this pair of tempting legs.

  Zhao Heng grasped Du Ziyuan's ankle, back and forth sliding and massaging the tendons, the heat in his body concentrated at his fingertips and dispersed into Du Ziyuan's injured foot. Du Ziyuan only felt a wave of warmth emanating from her own foot, slowly penetrating her skin, seeping from her foot to all parts of her body, it was truly comfortable.

  The pain in his foot suddenly decreased by more than half.

  "Alright!"

  Zhao Heng stopped in time when Du Ziyuan's expression eased, he had already helped her relieve the pain and controlled the injury: "You're not too seriously injured, just stay in bed for two days and you'll be fine. However, during these two days, don't move around randomly, I suggest you go home to rest or see a doctor again."

  Although he had learned some medical skills from Uncle Feng, Zhao Heng never dared to be arrogant. He suggested to the girl while helping her put on her socks and shoes. Du Ziyuan looked down at the body that could withstand wind and rain but still had a gentle heart, and his face unconsciously flashed with a hint of emotion, speaking uncontrollably:

  "Or would you take care of me for two days?"

  "Good!"

  Zhao Heng slightly hesitated with his hand gesture, then happily replied: "I'll carry you back to the apartment first."

  Du Ziyuan's smile bloomed like a flower, and she opened her arms without any reserve. She rarely let loose, but this time she leaned forward, and her entire body rested on Zhao Heng's sturdy back. Zhao Heng placed his hands on Du Ziyuan's white thighs, and the two of them slowly moved forward amidst countless gasps, heading towards the specially approved dormitory for international students at Huada University.

  Along the way, countless students or couples couldn't help but feel a warmth in their hearts. Setting aside feelings of envy and admiration, it's undeniable that a man carrying a woman on his back as they walk along the long campus road is a heartwarming and touching moment that will be remembered for a lifetime.

  Qiao Yuncai, who got up to go to the bathroom, caught a glimpse of two figures and couldn't help but cheer. The loud shout, like killing a pig, almost made Song Qingguan fall off the bed. He then stood on the balcony, still sleepy-eyed, to watch. Meanwhile, Ding Lingling, who rushed over after hearing the news, had an angry face and wanted to rush forward to scold Zhao Heng for digging a corner.

  But she was stopped by Ding San Shao who reached out and grabbed her: "Don't go, it's humiliating."

  "Brother, she's your woman."

  Ding Ling's slender figure was even more striking in the sunlight, just like a peacock spreading its tail, extremely dazzling. She stomped her foot and shouted at Ding San Shao with an expression of frustration: "Future daughter-in-law! Are you still talking about elegance and refinement at this time? Your son is about to run away with someone else, and you're still here showing off your dignity?"

  Ding Sanshao watched as the figure gradually disappeared into the distance, his mouth twitching several times to suppress his anger, but ultimately he calmed down and asked with elegance: "Lingling, if a poor young man who is outstanding in every way fell in love with you, or if you fell in love with a poor young man, would you be with him?"

  "No, because he can't afford me."

  Ding Lingling, under her brother's calm demeanor, also suppressed her temper and explained in a low tone: "Love is not equal to marriage, excellence does not mean unlimited prospects. Although it's very cruel and torturous, everyone has to admit that this is reality, especially in Huahai, where power and money are the foundation."

  "Isn't this just right?"

  Ding Sanshao's eyes gleamed as he clasped his hands behind his back: "So Du Ziyuan won't be with Zhao Heng either. The reason they're getting along so well now is that this poor kid Zhao Heng gives her a different feeling. After all, having eaten too much mountain delicacy and seafood, it's inevitable to have some interest in seeing green vegetables occasionally, but that's all."

  "After a few days, Du Ziyuan will get tired of it."