"My bad, my bad." Lin Li apologized with a smile, then caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of his eye and handed the water he was holding to Chen Yu Ying.
There's something to be done.
"Why give it to me? I'm not drinking—" Chen Yu Ying asked in confusion after taking the water bottle, but before she could finish her sentence, her vision went black as a piece of clothing covered her head.
Lin Li's clothes were washed at home, clearly different from the smell of the school laundry.
So Chen Yu Ying didn't make too much of a fuss.
"Hold this for me, I'm going to cheer someone on." Lin Li's voice came from outside the clothes.
When Chen Yu Ying took off the clothes and held them in her arms again, Lin Li was already back on the track, alongside Wang Yuezhi, who still had a little over one lap to go.
"Wang Yuezhi, keep going! Just over four hundred meters left!" Lin Li said to him.
