Chapter 211: Say Goodbye to the Past (2/2)

Thirty meters before the finish line, Zerafa was about to catch up with Yue Zhao.

Zerafa was really worthy of being one of the tournament favorites, as he indeed had the upper hand. Even when his performance was restricted by the weather, his speed was still faster than the other sprinters.

Yue Zhao had already noticed the figure on his left making a dash for the finish line. That guy was running pretty fast. In the blink of an eye, that man had caught up and was now running side by side next to him.

Yue Zhao glanced at Zerafa. For some reason, Zerafa's skin color was extremely different and conspicuous.

In that second, disintegrated images flashed across Yue Zhao's mind. In a dilapidated and disordered city slum, where motley graffiti on the wall looked more like the shadow of the devil, curses rose one after another to join the shining lights.

Late at night, Yue Zhao left work and was walking down a dim path. Suddenly, two figures showed up. Two black youth blocked his way, knives in their hands.

The knives were glinted with a bloodcurdling coldness. Yue Zhao had figured out what they wanted from him.

”Money! Money!” The two bullies were worried about the Asian guy's English, so they kept repeating the word ”money” while gesturing like they were counting dollars.

However, at that time, Yue Zhao was a poor guy who could barely feed himself, let alone have spare cash in his pocket!

He was filled with helplessness and fear. He kept swearing in his head, asking why life was so unfair, why should he suffer from such pain?

In the next second, Yue Zhao chose to flee. He had used to be a sprinter, since running was the thing he was best at. The two bullies were unwilling to let their victim escape, and immediately chased after Zhao.

That night, Yue Zhao was in the lead, with the two bullies in hot pursuit after him. The situation was exactly the same as he was currently in!

Today, Yue Zhao was making a slight advance on the track, while Zerafa was right behind him. The difference was that that night, Yue Zhao was escaping for his life, while today, he was fighting to win a competition.

To Yue Zhao, his days in America were the darkest days in his life. He was not willing to recall those painful memories.

But today, for some reason, those memories came into his mind unbounded.

He couldn't bear to think of the past, but once he had, he converted his grief and indignation into strength, pushing him forward.

Yue Zhao felt like he was fleeing again, and Zerafa was the bully threatening him with his knife in hand!

Right at this moment, Yue Zhao ran faster. He was back to that painful moment when he was struggling to escape from the bullies, but the current him wasn't only trying to escape from bad guys, but also the darkest moments of his past!

He wanted to get rid of the dark times, he wanted to let bygones be bygones!

His previous experience was a massive source of motivation for him. His strength instantly broke out, his speed becoming faster and faster. He was a phoenix approaching nirvana, shining as brightly as he ever had in his life.

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Whoosh! Yue Zhao crossed the finish line. Until he exited at the end of the track, he didn't remember that he was still in a race at the Asian Games.

”The champion of the Asian Games!” He finally became conscious of where he was, but he couldn't believe it. After being in a complete daze for seconds, he confirmed that he had won the event at the Asian Games.

He knelt on the ground and burst into tears.

What he had experienced in the past, so many years of grievance, humiliation, and helplessness, all was vented at this moment.

”It's time to say goodbye to the old days!” a voice rang in Yue Zhao's mind. At this point, the knots in his heart were completely untied.