I rejected your confession, but you took my best friend home?

Chapter 103 Okay, just don't overwork yourself...

On Monday evening, Zhou Heng and Yin Mengran, having finished a long day, left the school.

Since Tuesday is the day of the sports meet, those two must be the most tired today.

They were having a final rehearsal, and they were doing their best to ensure everything went smoothly tomorrow.

This was Zhou Heng's first time serving as the class's sports representative. In the past, he would always be the one to stay out of such situations, never getting involved.

But if she doesn't put in the effort, then only Yin Mengran, as the class monitor, will have to bear the burden.

Fortunately, with my help, the rehearsals became much easier.

I don't know if it's because my classmates aren't very familiar with me, or if they're afraid of me, but during rehearsals, hardly anyone whispered to each other.

After being warned, several students stopped talking, so the class progressed more smoothly than the other classes.

Before school ended, they organized the students in the class to set up the area where their classroom was located. It can be said that the two of them were very busy today.

So when they walked out of the school gate, they remained silent, seemingly only thinking about getting back to rest.

Yin Mengran took Zhou Heng's hand, looked at his profile, and whispered:

"I'll make you something nice to eat when we get home tonight to help you recover. Good luck in the game tomorrow!"

Hearing Yin Mengran's "Go for it!", Zhou Heng felt a surge of joy.

So this is what it feels like to be cheered on by your girlfriend?

It feels like it's been filled with 98-octane gasoline, and now it's full of power!

But he still wanted to show that he was in complete control, so he whispered:

"It's alright... It's just a school sports meet, you don't need to take it too seriously, right?"

This one sentence, however, led to a change in Yin Mengran's attitude.

Her expression was serious. She shook her head and said:

"That's not right. I think it's never a bad thing to be serious about things, big or small; it's about attitude..."

Halfway through her sentence, she suddenly realized that she... was she scolding Zhou Heng?

She said it subconsciously, as if she had triggered a keyword, even though she felt that what she said was correct.

But it depends on who you're talking to!

I've had two good days, Zhou Heng has been giving me the time of day, and now I dare to scold him?

Yin Mengran's expression immediately changed, and she hurriedly explained:

"Ah...I...I didn't mean to blame you. I know...you're the best. You can win the game without even trying. You can pretend you didn't hear what I just said..."

"No, I think you're right. This isn't just my personal competition; it's about the honor of the class. I shouldn't have had this attitude. I was wrong, and I'm sorry."

Zhou Heng turned his head, narrowed his eyes, and smiled slightly at her, as if to soothe her.

Yin Mengran was indeed relieved at that moment, and was stunned for a moment, never expecting Zhou Heng to apologize.

"You did nothing wrong, you don't need to apologize to me..."

Yin Mengran lowered her head and spoke softly.

She pressed her body close to Zhou Heng, hugging his arm, almost resting her head on his shoulder.

Zhou Heng's words made her already high level of goodwill towards him almost overflow.

This isn't inherently wrong; it's just a matter of attitude. Not taking things seriously isn't a mistake.

However, Zhou Heng apologized to him because of something he said, which at least shows that Zhou Heng's attitude towards him was completely fine and very good.

That's enough.

Since Zhou Heng has such an attitude towards me, I will unconditionally support and help him no matter what he does.

Anyway, she had already made up her mind to do this. To her, Zhou Heng was everything, and everything else was incomparable to him.

After the two returned home together, Yin Mengran planned to prepare dinner for Zhou Heng.

Last night, she prepared the ingredients for Zhou Heng: fish, meat, eggs, and dairy products—all nutritious foods—to cook him a good meal tonight.

When Yin Mengran came out halfway through, she found Zhou Heng working out there.

So she asked, somewhat puzzled:

"If there's a competition tomorrow, shouldn't you conserve your energy? If you train now, won't you be tired tomorrow?"

"No, no matter how tired I am, I will recover after a good night's sleep. For me, it's like warming up my body, otherwise my body will be stiff tomorrow."

Zhou Heng said this while doing squats.

Every time he squatted down, Yin Mengran could see his strong leg muscles, which made her unable to look away.

"Oh, I see... I understand, just don't overwork yourself..."

Yin Mengran thought to herself that if she trained the day before the sports meet, she would definitely be too tired the next day.

She and Zhou Heng have already trained several times and can clearly feel that their physical fitness has improved, but compared to Zhou Heng and Tang Zhi, they are still far behind.

After Zhou Heng finished his workout, Yin Mengran had prepared a sumptuous dinner. She had specifically studied the recipes, ensuring that the nutrition was well-balanced.

Furthermore, it takes into account Zhou Heng's basal metabolic rate, and the amount is sufficient to meet Zhou Heng's nutritional needs.

Zhou Heng looked at the delicious food on the table, raised his eyebrows in surprise:

"You did all of this? That's amazing... Thank you for your hard work..."

For Yin Mengran, receiving praise and recognition from Zhou Heng was the best response she could receive.

She smiled happily and said:

"It's not tiring at all! Come and eat. After you finish eating, I'll give you a massage to relax your muscles so you'll be in good shape tomorrow."

Zhou Heng sat down in the chair, looked at Yin Mengran in front of him, and said:

"Okay, you can massage me, but I have to massage you too."

"what..."

Yin Mengran paused slightly, recalling what had happened yesterday. A faint blush rose to her cheeks, and she whispered:

"But... I'm not participating in the competition tomorrow, so it's not necessary..."

She verbally refused, but in her heart she couldn't resist; of course she wanted Zhou Heng to give her a massage...

Yesterday she shamelessly enjoyed those 10 minutes; otherwise, she should have refused in the first place.

Zhou Heng seemed determined, displaying an attitude of repaying even the smallest kindness tenfold.

"But you cooked this big meal for me, you must be very tired. How can I not repay you for giving me a massage?"

"I..."

Yin Mengran was speechless for a moment, unable to speak, because she wavered, her heart wavered...

On one hand, she felt Zhou Heng was right; on the other hand, she simply couldn't resist the temptation of being massaged by Zhou Heng...

She thought that although she wanted to do her best to repay Zhou Heng, they were in a romantic relationship, not a master-servant relationship. If she was too humble, Zhou Heng wouldn't be willing to accept it.

So, even if I and Zhou Heng massage each other, it shouldn't be a big deal, right...?