If God Has Love

Chapter 5

The two of them had been unwilling to break the calmness of the moment, for fear that they would break the dream if they moved.

"More than a year, more than a year, I have to face the person I have been longing for day and night. She is still so beautiful, but I have changed." Zhang Song looked at her mature face, which was full of resentment. He blamed himself in his heart and did not know how to face it. In the past year, he had been avoiding and avoiding her feelings for him. He was afraid because he knew he could not afford it.

After adjusting his mood, his infinite gentle but slightly trembling voice slowly sounded, "Are you sure you really like me?"

Mu Xinyi's body swayed as she felt her mind become chaotic and she was on the verge of collapsing. Tears once again rushed out of her eyes in an attempt to stop her from crying. She felt bitter, but she had never told others that she was waiting for him for no reason, because she believed that one day, he would truly accept her. For him, everything was worth it.

Looking at the man she loved dearly, she wanted to throw herself into his arms, but she was afraid that he would refuse. She remembered when she first met him, when she wanted to enter his world, he had already closed her heart and she could not enter his inner world. More than a year, she waited, and after his question, all the grievances of over a year were vented and could no longer be controlled. She threw herself into Zhang Song's arms and hugged him tightly. "Song, I love you. Over the past year, I have been thinking about you all the time, and I hope you can accept me. Now I can abandon everything and hug you, I am really happy."

Zhang Song felt a stab of pain in his heart. He stood there like a block of wood and said absent-mindedly, "I'm sorry, I've been avoiding your love. Maybe I've been not suitable for you since the beginning. I'm ashamed of my love for you. I've become not worthy of you to love me."

Mu Xinyi immediately shook her head desperately and said, "It's worth it, worth it. I understand your pain. I don't care if you have another woman in your heart. I only need a total of three hundred and sixty-five days a year to have ten days and half a month of time with you. As long as I can see you often and know that you also care about me, I'm enough. I don't want you to leave me. I can't lose you. Just like a year ago, I have always loved you deeply."

Zhang Song looked at her haggard face and thought of the past. This stubborn woman seemed to be very concerned about him. Every time she looked at him from afar, she would look at him with hatred and love in her sad eyes. Could he accept her?

"Should I give her a satisfactory answer now?" Zhang Song struggled in his heart. Suddenly, he felt his hand sink. He did not know when Zhang Fei had appeared. He blinked at him and then quietly left. It turned out that he pressed Zhang Song's hand down. Zhang Song, who was unprepared, held Mu Xinyi smoothly with both hands.

Zhang Song sighed in his heart. "If that's the case, why should I bother to find trouble for myself? Don't care about anything else. Hug, give me a hard hug! Let the person who has waited for me for more than a year lie happily in my arms!"

After more than a year's wait, Zhang Song finally embraced Mu Xinyi. Maybe this was love. No matter what, it was still the same. But could Mu Xinyi, who threw herself into Zhang Song's arms, really get the happiness she wanted? Could Zhang Song really collect this love? Could they go on like the prince and princess in fairy tales until their hair turned white?

###Chapter5,Confession of Passion

The next day, Class Two finally started the first game of this football league's against the game. Nine minutes of football game, as Zhang Jun said yesterday in the classroom, won by 4,0 in the first round, and the whole stadium won by 7,0.

Back in the locker room, everyone rushed to cool down, changed into clean clothes, and ran to the classroom happily all the way.

"I'm here, I'm here." A female student who ran Feng into the classroom excitedly shouted at the door of the classroom.

When the football player just stepped into the threshold of the classroom, the whole class laughed and shouted loudly, "The football god returned triumphantly. Class two must win."

The lively and cheerful Zhang Jun rushed to the podium and shouted loudly to the students below, "The champion of this session is self-evident. Our class must be the one. When the time comes, you must cheer for us. Your cheers are the motivation for us to work hard."

The student also hooted, "That's for sure. How can we be absent in such a wonderful match? Haha, hahaha."

Time flew by quickly in the cheers of the football team and the classmates. In the blink of an eye, a week had passed. Today was the day when Zhang Song went to the hospital to draw out the steel bars.

At more than nine o'clock in the morning, Zhang Fei, Su Xiang, Mu Xinyi and others accompanied Zhang Song all the way to the city hospital.

"You don't have to accompany me. It's just a drawing of steel bars, not an operation. There's no need to trouble us." Zhang Song hesitated for a long time in the face of this group of friends.

Zhang Jun shouted loudly, "We have all arrived at the hospital, but you still drove us away. The more you ask us to leave, the more we will not leave. We have to see you crying bitterly, haha." As he said that, he did not forget to laugh loudly.

"Ha-ha, ha-ha." Everyone also says in agreement with Zhang Jun and laughs loudly.

Zhang Song rolled his eyes at these shameless people. He ignored the ridicule of the crowd and went straight to the clinic.

As soon as he entered the clinic, Zhang Song saw a middle-aged old man. He was dressed in white and wore short-sighted glasses. When he saw Zhang Song, he greeted them to sit down with a smile.

"How is it? You're going to pull the steel bar today. Are you ready?" The old man asked Zhang Song kindly.

"Well, take it at any time. Thank you, doctor." Zhang Song said seriously.

The old man smiled and said, "Well, you can make preparations again. I will arrange someone to take steel bars for you immediately. Your group of students should wait outside the door. It won't be long." The old man stared at Zhang Song first, then turned his eyes to Zhang Fei, Mu Xinyi and others.

After listening to the old man's words, everyone exchanged a few words with Zhang Song and walked out of the door in turn. Only Zhang Song and the old doctor were left inside.

Zhang Song, who was sitting on a chair, was waiting quietly. He waited for the old man to make a call, give him an explanation, and then hung up. He got up and said to Zhang Song, "Let's go. We have already arranged everything there." After that, he led Zhang Song to walk out. On the way, they met Zhang Fei, Zhang Jun, and others. However, Zhang Song did not communicate with them anymore, as if he had not seen them. He walked past them.

About an hour later, Zhang Song, who was sweaty and pale, came to the clinic again with the help of the old man.

"How is it? Song, have you finished? Why is your face so pale?" Mu Xinyi saw the old man and Zhang Song at a glance. She stood up and ran to Zhang Song in a natural manner. She supported Zhang Song and asked with concern and nervousness. At the moment Mu Xinyi got up, everyone also saw that she came to Zhang Song behind Mu Xinyi.

Zhang Song endured the pain and tried to sound natural. "Yes, I've already unzipped it. It's all right now."

The old man said timely, "It has been torn down, but you still need to take care of yourself during this time. Don't let your arm over-load so that it won't relapse again."

Zhang Song said gratefully, "Okay, I know. Thank you, doctor."

Under the circumstance that everyone was fighting to be the first, they finally discussed that they would let Mu Xinyi help Zhang Song, and then they left the hospital.

Because of the football match, Zhang Fei, Zhang Xiang and the others were busy with physical training. In the next few days, Mu Xinyi had been taking care of Zhang Song. These days were also the longest time for the two of them to stay together. There was no interference from outsiders. In this warm and lonely time, their relationship was sublimated again.

Under Muxin's meticulous care, Zhang Song finally returned to his previous state.

The days passed quickly in their laughter. There were only a few days left before the semi-finals of the football league. Although Zhang Jun and others sounded very relaxed, those who could advance to the semi-finals were definitely not mediocre, and their strength was unquestionable. Therefore, they still took advantage of the time to strengthen their physical training, just for the title of "Champion", just for the strongest and the first place.

But when everyone was fully prepared for the victory battle, Zhang Song finally decided to leave after being entangled for many days. He bought a train ticket five days later without Zhang Fei and Mu Xinyi's knowledge. Five days later, it was the final of the football league. On the day Zhang Song chose, he did not want to see anyone send him off.

As expected, after the semi-finals, Zhang Fei and his team entered the finals without any suspense, while the other match was Class Eight of the liberal arts course. As the match got closer and closer, the two teams were preparing for the finals.

Time passed quickly. No one had expected that a farewell banquet would come quickly to Zhang Fei and the others. During the day, Zhang Song was still the same as before, without any sign. In addition to studying and sleeping, he spent the rest of the time accompanying Mu Xinyi.

"Su Xiang, your physical strength is still not qualified. You just ran for a while, but you are not qualified. I really don't know what you are doing all the time." Zhang Jun stopped and stared at Su Xiang with anger.

Su bent down and breathed heavily. He couldn't take it anymore. "You also know that my body's quality isn't good. I ran more than three thousand meters today. This really is my limit. I really can't hold on any longer."

Zhang Jun furiously criticized, "The finals are tomorrow. I don't want to lose to you just because of you. Anyway, we have to win the championship. Get up and run."

"Let me rest for a while, or I'll be exhausted." Su Xiang turned his eyes to the crowd and begged.

"Second Brother, we've been running for such a long time. We're tired enough, not to mention Little Su. Let's rest for a while. Brothers, take a break for ten minutes, and we'll continue in ten minutes." After that, he patted Zhang Jun on the shoulder and came to Su Xiang to sit down to rest.

Su Xiang showed a grateful look and apologized, "Elder brother, I really can't do it. Thank you for speaking for me."

"We're all brothers. Why are you still so angry? Don't blame Zhang Jun. You know his character."