The Race Within My Heart Chapter 3

But, where exactly are you going? What are you running for?

Only then did Grayson remember the reason why he was running and slowed down a little. He pricked up his ears and tentatively listened to the movement behind him. The roars and footsteps no longer sounded, only the rustle of the bread bag in his right hand. In order to destroy the evidence, Aki opened the bag and gulped down the bread while running. After eating, he didn't know what to do with the bag, so he simply stuffed it into the pocket of his hooded coat.

Keeping the empty bag would definitely be a sure sign that he had stolen something, but he just couldn't litter it anywhere. It's really funny to say that, Aki thought to himself.

To this day, Ah Zou still practices running on his own initiative and never stops for a day because he is used to running. By the same token, he couldn't just litter because he had been warned not to do so since he was a child.

Grayson will always comply with other people's requests as long as they are within the scope of what he can accept. If it is something he decides on his own, he will restrain himself more strictly than anyone else.

Maybe it's because of eating sweet bread and raising blood sugar? Grayson's feet began to tap the ground regularly again. He felt the beating of his heart and adjusted his breathing. He half-closed his eyes and stared ahead one step away. All he could see in his eyes was his toes that kept stepping and the white line drawn on the black asphalt road.

Azou continued to run along the thin line.

He obviously doesn't dare to litter, but he can steal bread without blushing or out of breath. Now, he was immersed in the satisfaction of finally appeasing his hungry stomach.

Just like animals, Grayson thought. In order to run fast and far, he practiced running every day to develop correct and strong running posture; in order to fill his hungry stomach, he stole bread from convenience stores------What's the difference between this and a wild beast? ? He was like a wild beast, one that followed a specific route to patrol his territory and to seize prey when necessary.

Grayson's world is both simple and fragile: running, and absorbing the energy required for running. Apart from that, there is only an indescribable and unclear boredom left in my heart. And in that boredom, he would sometimes hear unexplained roars.

Azao was running happily on the night road, and the images that had repeatedly appeared in his mind over the past year were replayed before his eyes; the fists that he swung hard, one blow after another, turned into a red passion in front of his eyes.

Aki thought to himself that this might be the so-called regret. And those screams coming from within his body were the sounds of self-blame buried deep in his heart.

Grayson couldn't bear the torture anymore, so he could only turn his eyes away and look around. The trees that are so dense that they almost cover the road stretch out their thin branches toward the sky; the season of budding is coming, but the soft new green is still missing. A twinkling star hung high in the treetops, and the empty bread bag made a sound in his pocket like dry leaves.

Azai suddenly noticed other movements besides his own, and he straightened his back in response.

Someone is chasing me. Someone is really approaching. The crunch of rusty metal followed him from behind. Even if the ears are plugged, this feeling may still spread through the skin and throughout the body. While running on the ground, he could feel the rhythm and breathing of other creatures, as well as the moment when the smell of the wind changed - all of which he had experienced countless times during the competition.

A long-lost excitement made Grayson's body and mind tremble.

But this is not a track and field track where you have to run around in circles. Azou suddenly turned around, turned into the intersection next to the elementary school, and started sprinting at full speed on a side road. Want to catch me? Don’t even think about it!

The roads in this area are complicated, and each road is very narrow, so narrow that it is difficult to tell whether it is a private alley or a public road, so there are dead alleys everywhere. Ah Chi chooses every path carefully, fearing that if he takes the wrong path, he will be forced to have no way out. He ran under the windowsill of the elementary school that was covered with darkness, and while running forward at full speed, he glanced sideways at the campus of the private university he was going to attend this spring.

Ah Zhi came to a slightly wider road and hesitated for a moment whether to turn right and run towards the circular Route 8, but finally decided to go straight to the residential area.

The traffic lights failed to stop him from crossing the street, and the quiet residential area echoed with his footsteps. However, his pursuers also seemed to be quite familiar with the area. The other person's breath is getting closer and closer.

Grayson then realized that he was not "running", but "escape". Regret suddenly welled up in his throat. I'm always on the run! Now, he couldn't stop anymore, otherwise wouldn't it be equivalent to admitting that he was running away?

A weak white beam of light was projected onto Grayson's feet. The light source that was swinging slightly from side to side was now close to his back.

It turns out he is riding a bicycle! Grayson couldn't help but be surprised. Why are you discovering this now? He clearly heard the crunching sound of metal, but he did not expect the possibility that the visitor was riding a bicycle. In fact, he should have known better, because few people can run such a long distance and keep up with his speed.

This is because Ah Zai unknowingly regards this pursuer as a vague and terrifying thing in his heart, so he runs like this.

He suddenly felt so stupid and turned his head slightly to look back.

A young man was riding a women's bicycle with a basket, heading straight toward him. Because the night was too dark, Grayson couldn't see his expression clearly, but he didn't seem to be a clerk at that convenience store. Not only was he not wearing an apron, he was also wearing a jacket that looked like a cotton-padded jacket, and the feet on the pedals were only covered with health slippers.

what the hell?

Grayson slowed down to observe the man. The bicycle made a sound like an ancient waterwheel and walked side by side with Ah Zou in an extremely natural manner.

Azou took a sneak peek at the man and saw that he was handsome and had wet hair. He looked like he had just taken a shower. For some reason, the front basket of the bicycle contained two basins. The man also looked at Azai from time to time, his eyes always staring at his running feet. Could it be some kind of pervert? Grayson felt more and more weird.

The man riding a bicycle kept a slight distance from Azai and followed Azai silently. Grayson, on the other hand, continued to run forward while maintaining his rhythm while guessing the opponent's intentions. Did the clerk ask him to catch him? Or is he just a passerby who has nothing to do with him? Just when the uneasiness, tension and anxiety in Aki's heart were about to reach their peak, a calm voice reached his ears like a distant wave.