LOL: I really don't want to go back and inherit the family property

Chapter 92 This scarf is not woven in vain
The sun is rising, and the north wind in late autumn in New York is very cold.

A gust of wind blew, and seeing Lin Qiguang's jaw chattering and trembling, Zhao Enjing took out a beige scarf from her small bag.

"Bow your head." Zhao Enjing said to stop him.

"Ah?" Lin Qiguang responded, seeing the scarf clutched in Zhao Enjing's hand, and laughed, "Nuna, why do you still put this thing in your bag?"

"Because it was knitted for you, I keep it with me all the time, ready to take it out and give it to you at any time." Zhao Enjing raised her hand and wrapped the scarf around Lin Qiguang's neck twice, the length was just right.

Zhao Enjing's movements were very gentle, occasionally touching the bare skin on her cheek or neck, it would feel cool.

Zhao Enjing was still holding the end of the scarf, and the two unconsciously met their eyes again, and they were very close.

However, after all, it is still a little farther than the closest time before.
When did the change occur?
It seems that at the end of 15, he suddenly said that he would suspend his studies to play professionally.

Before that day, they were childhood sweethearts and childhood sweethearts. She went to Lin Qiguang's apartment to deliver meals to him at noon, and Lin Qiguang, who was still sleepy after playing games all night, would just doze off with his head on her legs.

But from that day on, the relationship became delicate.

"Is it still cold?" Zhao Enjing asked with concern after loosening the scarf and taking a half step back.

"Huh?" Lin Qiguang also came back to his senses, his nose twitched, and he smelled a familiar faint fragrance from the scarf, and replied vaguely, "Yeah, it's much warmer."

It's just that this outfit doesn't match well. There is a scarf wrapped on top of the autumn clothes, which is strange no matter how you look at it.

"Now. Do you still go shopping?" Zhao Enjing asked, "Why don't you go back, the temperature in the morning is still a bit cold, in case you catch a cold, it will affect the state of the finals."

Nothing is as important as the finals now, and she doesn't want Lin Qiguang to lose in the finals just because she wants to hang out.

Lin Qiguang rolled up his wrist and looked at his watch. It was only 7 o'clock, and he had been out for less than half an hour.

"Why don't you go shopping?" Lin Qiguang paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Don't worry, my body is not that weak, after all, you know how good my figure is."

"Then who knows?" Zhao Enjing's pretty face flushed slightly, "You were indeed in good shape before playing e-sports, but how do I know now?"

Lin Qiguang is not only a top student, but also has very good athletic ability. When he was studying at Seoul National University, he was a sprinter on the track and field team and broke into the 100-meter final of the Korean University Games.

The figure at that time was indeed very good, especially at that time, the relationship between the two had not yet reached a delicate level, and he was often seen shirtless in his apartment.

Ah, Zhao Enjing, why did you suddenly think of such a thing, really.
Taking a peek at Lin Qiguang, Zhao Enjing pursed her lips, "Why don't you go for a run? You haven't run in the morning for a long time, and you can just keep warm."

This proposal was affirmed by Lin Qiguang.

After running for a while, her body really became hot, and Zhao Enjing put the scarf back in her bag, but Lin Qiguang couldn't bear to get sweat on it.

"Icahn Stadium is finally here." Lin Qiguang looked at a stadium not far away, his tone revealing unconcealed excitement.

"Is this where you want to check in in the morning?" Zhao Enjing slowed down and listened quietly to Lin Qiguang's popular science.

Icahn Stadium is a state-of-the-art track and field venue located on Randall Island, New York. It is in an excellent location, connecting Manhattan, the Bronx and Queens, overlooking the East River. Regulations for international sporting events.

For Lin Qiguang, who has a track and field hobby, this stadium also has two unforgettable memories.

On June 2007, 6, Chinese trapeze Liu Xiang started the second leg of the outdoor season here, beating Trammell, the American hurdle king at the time and the favorite to win the Osaka World Championships, with a time of 2 seconds. pack of heroes.

2008年5月31日，在纽约的雨夜下，一个名叫尤塞恩·博尔特的牙买加小子以9秒72的成绩刷新100米世界纪录，并正式开启了牙买加对于100米、200米、4×100米项目长达九年的统治。

Today, in Madison Square Garden, less than 10 kilometers away, two of the most powerful League of Legends professional teams of this era have won the final tickets as scheduled, and will have a showdown in six days.

Choosing this morning's "date" destination here, Lin Qiguang came here somewhat with a pilgrimage in mind.

Icahn Stadium is open to New Yorkers during non-competition periods, so many people gather here to exercise and exercise, and occasionally some people who look like professional track and field athletes can even come in and out.

The atmosphere of sports is very strong, and Lin Qiguang's first impression of this place is not bad.

Walking into the stadium, Lin Qiguang stopped when he passed a wall with photos of Bolt, Liu Xiang, Gay and other world famous players.

He said to Zhao Enjing: "When I was a child, I dreamed of becoming a sensational athlete in Asia like Liu Xiang and Yao Ming, but I didn't expect to become an e-sports player now."

Zhao Enjing smiled, "Take a photo for you as a souvenir? Well, put on a scarf and take a photo."

In fact, in terms of Lin Qiguang's clothes, it would be weird to wear a scarf, but she just wanted to.

Lin Qiguang smiled slightly and did not refuse.

"Okay, let's see how it looks." After taking several photos in succession, Zhao Enjing opened the photo album and walked forward.

"Well, it's all good."

"That's right, hum, my photography skills are not good." Zhao Enjing was about to show off her photography skills to Lin Qiguang, but Lin Qiguang wrapped a scarf around her neck unexpectedly.

"Find a place up there and wait for me."

Lin Qiguang left only one sentence, and strode away.

Zhao Enjing was left stunned.

Suddenly, the convulsion is this?
Zhao Enjing tightened the scarf around her neck, walked around the stadium, looked around, and finally found a seat in the spectator seats as Lin Qiguang said.

Sitting not far from the seat was a Caucasian couple in sportswear who had obviously just finished exercising. Both of them were quite old with graying hair.

The old white lady caught a glimpse of Zhao Enjing's gaze, and greeted Zhao Enjing, "What a young and beautiful lady, you are visiting New York, right?"

"Huh? How do you know?" Zhao Enjing was surprised.

The white old man beside him said indifferently: "Although today is the weekend, there are no games. Asians in Brooklyn or the Bronx will not come here to play sports. They are all working hard to earn money."

"Uh" Although, are you a bit too stereotyped, sir?
"He was joking, but there are very few Asians in Icahn Stadium to exercise here, so I guess you are visiting New York." The white old lady laughed.

"Well, I am indeed here to travel, and to relax with my friends by the way."

"That's right, you should walk around while you're young, otherwise you won't have the energy when you get old."

After chatting briefly, Zhao Enjing took out her mobile phone and called Lin Qiguang, and the old Caucasian couple naturally shut up.

After a while, Lin Qiguang trotted over to find him, holding two hot dogs, burgers and drinks that are common on the streets of New York.

Zhao Enjing finally understood what he was doing when he left suddenly. She smiled and took her share from Lin Qiguang, and said softly, "Where did you buy it?"

"It's not far, read the strategy before coming."

"Well, thank you."

Lin Qiguang sat down beside her, and the two began to have breakfast.

"That's great. I remember when I was young, my husband would run to buy me breakfast." The old white lady next to me seemed to like talking to people, and praised: "Trust me, your boyfriend must be very nice. Love you."

Zhao Enjing didn't reply immediately, but subconsciously looked at Lin Qiguang, seeing that he was not going to explain anything.

"Thank you."

Then she nodded to the white old lady in thanks.

"It's just the first feeling of someone who has been here." The old lady narrowed her eyes with a smile, and looked at her wife beside her, her eyes were full of tenderness and reminiscence.

Glancing at the person next to her who still didn't explain anything, Zhao Enjing withdrew her gaze, smiled like an old white lady, and happily took a bite of the hot dog hamburger.

It's strange, it's an ordinary street food, why does it feel so delicious?

This scarf is not woven in vain, Zhao Enjing thought so.

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