"Awesome!"
On the small campus road in the early morning, dew hung on the leaves, ready to drop at any moment.
Amidst this sudden shout, even though the leaves were unprepared, they still trembled slightly and the dew fell to the ground, merging with the soil.
Running in sync with the falling droplets was a swiftly passing figure.
"Wait for me!"
Nezha followed behind, his face expressing exhaustion.
"What's with running so early in the morning."
Nezha looked helplessly at the figure ahead, he wasn't particularly happy.
But then again, who would be happy being dragged out of bed at the crack of dawn?
"You don't get it, you don't understand the joy of running."
Jiang Yuan, who had successfully cured his weakness, was happily frolicking in front, overjoyed.
Before, even walking a few steps was exhausting, let alone running like this, bathed in sweat.
Now it's different, not to mention a morning run like this; even faster paces are no issue.
