At 7:03, the voice-activated light in the stairwell was broken for three days.
I turned a corner holding my homework book, and she bumped in, covered in sweat.
The homework books were scattered on the floor. She squatted down to pick them up, and the little duck band-aid with a tiger's mouth rubbed against my fingertips.
Later I found out that her name was Su Wan. She broke the record in the 3,000 meters and ranked first on the weekly red list.
Later, she taught me how to do pull-ups.
"Today is half as good as yesterday," she said.
She doesn't know that I go to the horizontal bar area at six o'clock every day not just for this half.
She had an old knee injury and it hurt when she ran.
She returned the chance to be selected for the provincial team to that track.
But when I saw her squatting on the playground in the early morning and crying, what I was thinking was——
The voice-activated light dimmed for half a second, could I hit her again.
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