Di Mingzhe didn’t hesitate, striding over to take a seat, his hands clasped together. Despite his complexion’s changing, the tight clasp of his hands betrayed his nervousness.
Could he not be nervous?
His wife, carrying their son, was about to start the competition, and she was first in line.
How nervous he truly was, only Heaven knew.
He didn’t wish for her to win the gold dal; all he wanted was for her to be safe and sound, to participate and fulfill her wish.
Di Xiaxia was quite a distance away, but she knew they must be in the VIP audience stand.
Her family was there, everyone who supported her wholeheartedly, including Di Mingzhe.
Mingzhe must be there at this mont.
She knew they were all worried for her but were also cheering her on.
Being first in line was indeed beyond her expectations, but apparently, it was the luck of the draw, so it was considered personal fortune.
Whether she was in the front or the back, since she had decided to compete, she needed to go through with it; thus, front or back, it actually didn’t matter to her.
After the announcer finished calling the athletes’ nas, Di Xiaxia stood on the field for a brief mont, basking in the audience’s fervor before turning around to change.
The competition would start shortly after.
Di Mingzhe sat in the VIP stand, extrely nervous.
He actually wanted to go down and say sothing to Di Xiaxia, rather than just sitting there dryly, but he didn’t know what to say.
Because everything that should be said was said before, and another reason he hadn’t gone down was that he was afraid that in the last mont, he might not be able to resist taking her hand and telling her not to compete.
His heart was really unsettled, but since he had made the decision to sit down, he shouldn’t be conflicted or entangled anymore.
Didn’t he say it in the morning?
He believed in Di Xiaxia, believed that she would perform perfectly and successfully, just like in practice, with their child.
He also said that if there was an accident, he and she would bear it together.
Thinking of this, Di Mingzhe suddenly stood up and ran out.
He left everyone in shock.
"What happened?" Fang Hao imdiately beca anxious, "The Boss isn’t going to cause trouble, is he?"
"It’s okay, Mom." Di Jinxuan quickly reassured Fang Hao, "He must have so encouraging words for Sister Xiaxia."
Fang Hao frowned but eventually nodded in agreent and sat down.
Di Mingzhe ran the whole way, his long legs moving swiftly. He had never run so recklessly before, never like a young teenager.
He ran just to tell the woman he loved to compete with ease, not to be afraid, and that no matter what, he was behind her.
Despite having said this already, he wanted to tell her again before her competition.
Di Xiaxia entered the lounge and changed into her competition attire, taking a deep breath to adjust her emotions.
As she ca out, the doorway was already filled with reporters.
But at this ti, they could only film and take pictures, they were not allowed to interview, because it could affect the athlete’s state of mind.
Di Mingzhe ran to the lounge just as Di Xiaxia ca out. The coach was talking to her, and she nodded her head earnestly, her face very serious.
So journalists quietly took photographs on the sidelines, promptly transmitting the relevant data, providing comntary for the TV station and the stadium’s big screen.
Di Mingzhe pushed through the reporters, but in the end, he didn’t approach and just stood there, watching Di Xiaxia along with the group of journalists.
At that mont, he couldn’t bear to disturb Di Xiaxia, to interrupt her focus.
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