The underground court was incredibly crowded, the crowd piled high, shouting and making a chaotic noise.
The environment was extremely poor, and the people's character was also extremely low.
Su Qing had never heard of such a place, let alone been there.
She didn't watch many sports, but she assumed that matches were played on fair and square fields, won honestly.
Hu Yifan hadn't wanted to bring Su Qing with him, but seeing her pleading eyes, he decided to bring her.
They walked into the place most near Jiang Sui.
The place was filled with profanity.
There were words everywhere, words so unbearable to watch and hear that they were unbearable to listen to.
Jiang Sui was in the court, running recklessly and then pitching.
"This is a thunder tournament. Whoever pitches the most wins."
Hu Yifan looked at Su Qing's confused eyes and explained.
Then he pointed randomly at the chips not far away. "You should understand these. Everyone bets on their favorite player to see who will come out on top."
Su Qing bit her lip. She had never expected Jiang Sui to be in such a place.
"Are there no rules?"
The court was in chaos, everyone seemed to be colliding, trying to force the ball.
There was a shoving and jostling, all full of dramatic moves.
Hu Yifan twitched his lips and shook his head.
"There are no rules here. First place is the king."
Su Qing's eyes grew pale, a bloody mark left at the corner of her lip from a bite. Her fingers kept curling and tightening.
Band-aids were on the boy's forehead and nose.
Perhaps her gaze was too intense, and the boy couldn't help but glance at the audience. Without time to dodge, Su Qing stared directly into Jiang Sui's eyes.
The boy's pupils shrank in fear, his dribbling slowing down.
In just a few moments, he was slammed to the ground...
Su Qing's eyes froze. She bit her lip, wanting to scream, but the sound in her throat was too tight to find the words. Hu Yifan, standing nearby, swiftly rushed to the backcourt, looking for the referee and the off-court personnel.
The collision was so obvious that anyone without a professional would have been unable to discern it. The boy's ankle was likely stepped on.
No matter what Hu Yifan said, the person in charge refused to stop the game.
All they could do was stare at the young man in the court, numb and emotionless, pitching like a madman, expressionless. The atmosphere in the court instantly reached a fever pitch.
The atmosphere was filled with cheers and shouts.
Everyone was extremely excited, clearly filled with passion.
Only Su Qing could see a trace of blood seeping from his ankle with each goal the young man scored.
Amid the noisy crowd, the quiet young woman's eyes followed Jiang Sui alone until the end.
The crowd in the court was about to disperse.
Su Qing, somewhat flustered, followed the crowd, trying to find Jiang Sui, but the young man's back gradually disappeared into the crowd.
Anxiously, Su Qing bit her lip and kept talking to the crowd.
"Excuse me, please, please let me through."
Her delicate, palm-sized face was beaded with sweat, her skin was fair, and her voice was soft.
She didn't belong in this place, and her presence drew a sophistry from many boys.
She was constantly being pushed and shoved in the crowd, who refused to let her pass.
The girl, slowly lowering her head, noticed something above her. When she looked up, she found herself surrounded by a group of people.
Someone poked her chin, and she quickly pulled it back.
Under the dim light.
"Where are you going? Who are you looking for? I'll help you find them ah~"
These words, filled with ill intent, made Su Qing want to evade.
But amidst the tug and tug...
Su Qing bit her lip, her eyes gradually reddening as she looked aggrieved.
"Release!"
Her screams and fear froze as the handsome young man's face appeared in front her.
The young man punched the man who had grabbed her skirt.
In the chaos, Su Qing was pulled behind Jiang Sui and was well protected.
——
When she was pulled out by the bruised and battered young man, her eyes were red and she felt extremely wronged. When she tried to grab Jiang Sui's arm, he shook her off.
Jiang Sui's expression was indifferent, and he didn't even look at her, as if he wasn't the one who rescued her.
"Jiang Sui, let's go to the hospital."
Su Qing bit her lip and tried to grab Jiang Sui's shirt again, but the boy coldly ripped it away.
"You leave better."
The cold voice was something Su Qing had never heard from Jiang Sui before. He didn't sound like he was joking at all.
He never joked.
Jiang Sui clenched his fingertips at his side, lowering his eyes to avoid looking at the girl. His expression was almost defiant and indifferent.
"Let's go see doctor."
Su Qing's voice was tinged with tears. She bit her lip and clutched Jiang Sui's fingers tightly, refusing to let go.
Hu Yifan, who had run out from the court below, was also bruised and battered.
Seeing Su Qing and Jiang Sui holding hands under the tree, he walked away without interrupting them.
"Release!"
The boy's cold voice was like spitting on ice.
He was still wearing his jersey, which was filthy and even smelled of sweat. Jiang Sui wanted to pull the girl's fingers away and get away from her.
Every time he took a step, Su Qing followed.
"Su Qing, are you done yet? I said release!"
The boy's suppressed, furious voice pierced Su Qing's ears.
This was the first time Jiang Sui had yelled at her so loudly since they met.
Su Qing was stunned and speechless, her eyes frail as she moved her lips.
"If I release, will you go to the hospital?"
She bargained with him, her eyes fixed firmly on the boy.
Jiang Sui glanced coldly at Su Qing.
"I've release. Let's go to the hospital."
She forced a stiff smile.
But the boy's expression grew even colder, his lips curled in mockery. His eyes fixed on his released fingertips, his lips pursed.
Before he could say anything, a soft, tender hand suddenly appeared in his palm.
"Forget it, Jiang Sui. I've always disobeyed you. Even if you told me to, I can't. Let's go to the hospital. If you don't want to go, I'll take you."
For some unknown reason, the girl suddenly regained her confidence, her eyes curved as she looked at Jiang Sui.
She seemed determined not to let go.
Jiang Sui's heart, long silent.
He had been flustered the moment he met her.
Looking at those sparkling eyes now, his heart couldn't help but pound, his chest squeezing uncomfortably.
His long, dense eyelashes hide the emotion within.
"Su Qing, let me go."
The voice was so cold that Su Qing's smile froze on her face, and she was at a loss...