Chapter 215: After Modification: Chapter 215 Silly Bun
Bi Xia sighed, patted Little Bun’s head, and said softly, "Be good, wait for me at the finish line. I promise, the first person you’ll see at the finish line will definitely be me."
Bi Xiaoyuan was stunned for a moment, then nodded vigorously. "Okay! Go, brother!" With that, he quickly leaned over and gave Bi Xia a kiss before he realized it, then turned around and ran towards the finish line with his clothes in hand.
After getting up and confirming that Bi Xiaoyuan had run to the finish line, Bi Xia turned back to the track, took a deep breath, and no longer held back his strength, bursting forward with instant acceleration.
The gap between Bi Xia and the people in front was about half a lap, but given his enhanced abilities and the explosive sprint training from parkour, everyone felt that the young man was like a white wind, quickly chasing down the distance he had fallen behind.
First person...
Second person...
Third person...
When he returned to his original position, Bi Xia ignored the shocked looks from the adults behind him. His small face was expressionless, only staring intently at the man ahead. The finish line was just in front. Bi Xia slightly adjusted his pace, then burst forth again, running alongside the man.
The man saw that it was Bi Xia beside him and remembered that he had seen Bi Xia leave the track to help his brother up. He didn’t expect Bi Xia to catch up so quickly.
"Hey, young man," the man said breathlessly, greeting Bi Xia. "I didn’t expect you to have such strength. Are you afraid your brother will cry?"
Bi Xia glanced at the man. Compared to the man’s heavy breathing, Bi Xia looked incredibly at ease. Running alongside the man, Bi Xia said calmly, "Yes, I’m afraid he’ll cry."
With his keen eyesight, he spotted the small figure standing still at the distant finish line, holding clothes and looking in his direction.
Bi Xia’s lips curved into a slight smile. He suddenly asked the man, "Uncle, do you have any tissues? Can you give me half?"
"What for?" the man asked, confused, as he took out a pack of tissues from his pocket and handed one to Bi Xia. "Are you really afraid that if you lose, your brother will cry?"
"Tsk," Bi Xia clicked his tongue lightly. "I’m afraid of that, but also because he might cry even if I win. Kids, you never know what their reactions will be, better to be prepared."
"Thanks, uncle," he said, waving goodbye to the man. "I’ll go ahead. Bye, uncle."
With that, he instantly burst forward, sprinting ahead. The man tried to catch up but couldn’t, silently taking out another tissue for himself, thinking he really needed to prepare one for his own son as well.
Standing at the finish line, Bi Xiaoyuan stared blankly at the young man running towards him. When the young man was the first to cross the line, the sound of congratulations erupted around him. Countless kids who knew Bi Xia gathered around Bi Xiaoyuan, praising, "Your brother is amazing!" But Bi Xiaoyuan couldn’t hear them; he just stared at Bi Xia in a daze. He really won...
After Bi Xia crossed the finish line and walked a few more steps, one hand in his pocket, tidying his hair slightly, he suddenly turned his gaze towards Bi Xiaoyuan. His rosy lips curved into a smile, and he raised his arm in a thumbs-up gesture.
Brother won...
Brother won!
A big grin gradually spread across Bi Xiaoyuan’s small face as he ran towards Bi Xia, ignoring the faint pain in his knee. He ran with his arms outstretched, shouting, "Brother! Brother!"
Taking a few steps forward, Bi Xia bent down to pick up Little Bun, placed him on his arm, and looked at Little Bun’s silly smile. Bi Xia’s lips curved as he took the hat from Little Bun’s head and placed his own baseball cap on him. He took the jacket that Little Bun had been holding, habitually bouncing him a bit, "Am I awesome or what?"
"Awesome!" Bi Xiaoyuan clung tightly to Bi Xia, responding loudly.
"Am I cool or what?"
"Cool!"
"Am I the first?"
"Yes! Brother is the best!" Bi Xiaoyuan stretched out his arms and cheered.
Bi Xia smiled, patting Bi Xiaoyuan’s head gently. "So, just believe in your brother. Don’t worry about not finding me, don’t be anxious. Even if one day we do get separated, just stay where you are, and I will surely find you quickly."
"Someone once told me, don’t get hurt, don’t feel wronged. Although our feelings might be different, I’m going to tell you the same thing."
"Bi Xiaoyuan, if one day I’m not by your side, don’t get hurt, don’t feel wronged, don’t cry. Otherwise, when I come back and see you like that, I’ll be very, very angry."
As he said this, Bi Xia paused, lowering his beautiful eyes, his red lips lightly pressed together, not speaking anymore. After a while, he lifted his head and looked at the blue sky, lost in thought.
Fourth Brother, when you told me those words, did you feel the same way? Don’t get hurt, don’t feel wronged, don’t... like others... If so, it would be unbearable...