During the Snowstorm

In the gym, the three most heroic men all asked for ten minutes of free time.

together in the audience.

Lin Yiyang was the same after the China Open. No one could find him. Without guessing, Jiang Yang took a group of juniors from Dongxincheng to the auditorium and caught him straight.

This is a habit of childhood.

Lin Yiyang found a seat with a good angle,

Jiang Yang was next to him, and Meng Xiaodong sat on the outermost side.

In the empty gymnasium, the cheers dissipated and the applause dissipated, as if it had never happened before.

Lin Yiyang finally took off the shirt and short sleeves that bound him, wearing sweatpants and short sleeves, he didn't dare to move his right arm, his left arm rested on the back of the chair, and looked at the table under the lights: "I envy you, I have never left. "

There is only one golden age in life. It's useless to regret, it's over.

Meng Xiaodong smiled lightly, his gaze was the same as Lin Yiyang's: "I envy your talent, and I have been jealous since I was a child."

He has been smooth sailing since he was a child, and it is from Lin Yiyang that he realizes what "frustration" is.

Jiang Yang took off his glasses and wore contact lenses for the whole day of the game. He just changed his frames, and his eyes were terribly dry. He put one hand on his face and looked at the table: "What are the two geniuses holding each other up for?"

In this industry, talented people play games and win championships at the age of 12 or 13, but Jiang Yang only joined the club at the age of 14. This is a pity. He and Lin Yiyang apprenticed in the same year, but he won the national championship a year earlier than Lin Yiyang. He fought so hard that he was only considered to be a "hard-working" player who had no talent and only won the championship at the age of 18.

"How did you spoil yourself all these years?" Jiang Yang asked Lin Yiyang, "Are there any old injuries?"

"Are there any athletes who don't have injuries?" he said. "As much as you have, I will not be less."

Hundreds of thousands of repetitions, day after day, the machine will break down. Everyone is the same, everyone is the same.

Meng Xiaodong glanced at the two of them.

Jiang Yang and Meng Xiaodong have been in a confrontation for many years, and they know him best: "What do you want to say?"

"I also had an operation at the end of the year before last." Meng Xiaodong said that apart from his father, no one else knew about it.

"I said why did you suddenly go overseas to be closed for a year," Jiang Yang finally explained why Meng Xiaodong's state fluctuated so much, "The crown prince's face is really bigger than heaven."

Meng Xiaodong stared at Jiang Yang silently. I really can't be your brother.

...

Sure enough, Jiang Yang was able to crush Meng Xiaodong to the death, and it never changed.

The staff in the venue went to the venue and turned off the lights one by one. The venue became darker and darker, but the moonlight and lights outside the venue became more and more dazzling.

Before the last light was turned off, finally, people saw the three of them, and waved their arms below, indicating that they were leaving. The speaker pointed to the outside of the pool hall and said loudly: Your fans are still outside.

Jiang Yang smiled, agreed, and patted Lin Yiyang on the back: "Let's go."

Meng Xiaodong and Jiang Yang walked towards the exit of the auditorium.

Lin Yiyang descended to the arena from the stairs on the other side. Today, he didn't have the strength to overturn the railing and jumped directly from the stand, but it was still the old route, from the field to the backstage.

"Why go from the middle?" This mystery has plagued Meng Xiaodong for many years.

"He wants to touch the table, which is what happens after every game." Every athlete has his own celebration ceremony when he wins, but Lin Yiyang doesn't.

His ceremony was after the game, when no one was around, he walked from the field and went to say goodbye to the table.

...

Lin Yiyang walked out from the dark court, passed by the billiards, touched the edge of the table, and was silent for a while. He knew that there were lights outside, fans, and all the boys of yesteryear.

And here, he remembered the backstage lounge at the age of 13.

The younger ones are on the outermost side, sitting and resting in front of a row of wardrobes next to the door.

Jiang Yang was the last champion and was sought after in the lounge. Meng Xiaodong was the prince of Beicheng, and he was repeatedly mentioned before he came. Lin Yiyang was the one, sitting on the corner of the chair, not wearing shirts or trousers, nor wiping. A club, a nameless boy who didn't even chat with anyone.

On that day, Fan Wencong was there, Wu Wei was there too. Chen Anan was still young, and it was not time to play games.

Wearing small glasses, Wu Wei sat back-to-back with Lin Yiyang, putting the exercise book on his lap and doing the questions. When Fan Wen rushed into the lounge, he held the spare club borrowed from the referee and shouted, "I'm here for the golden cudgel! Where's the Buddha? Where are the soldiers from heaven?"

More than a dozen teenagers looked over together.

Not ashamed? ... Jiang Yang thought.

Is this someone from Dongxincheng? ...Meng Xiaodong thought.

... Lin Yiyang didn't think about anything.

The boy's voice, whether it was laughter or noise, was still there.

In that competition, he was the one who swept away thousands of troops, he was the one who stepped on the world, he was the one who made a mistake and was pushed down Wuzhishan, and it was also him who had gone through 9981 hardships to return here.

All the glory in this world has to be tempered thousands of times, without exception.

***

Backstage, the Chinese team has not left, and teams from many countries are still there. The fans outside were too enthusiastic, and the organizers did not let them go out, mainly because they were afraid that the audience would trample on them, and they had to wait until the fans were evacuated.

A city without any open competition may be the only chance to see so many Asian star players, and no one wants to leave. Everyone didn’t have a game anyway, and they had wifi again. They watched movies, played games, and browsed social networks.

When the team doctor saw Lin Yiyang appear, he whispered a few words, and pulled him to the sofa in the lounge to let him sit honestly and stop running around.

Lin Yiyang looked around the lounge, but didn't see anyone he wanted to see.

The phone vibrated, as if responding to him.

Yin Guo sent a friend push-fruit in the woods.

Lin Yiyang smiled.

The little girl is so versatile...

He guessed that this was Yin Guo's trumpet, and added it.

After passing.

Fruits in the woods: see the circle of friends.

Lin Yiyang sat on the sofa and turned to this small circle of friends.

His thumbs slid across the screen, thinking about it to the end, but also wanting to stop, all the words that passed in his sight were like hooks, hooking him and making him stop and take a closer look.

It is a running account of the two people's foreign love. Fortunately, he still insisted on the first one.

Day 1, a flight back home.

"Zheng Yi is vaccinating me, saying that the exotic love around her is not a pair. Will we be the exception?"

Zheng Yi? Oh, her best friend.

Day 2.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Yiyang looked at the release time, what else could he do... he was sleeping.

Day 3.

"I want to see him. Zheng Yi said I might be crazy."

This best friend really wants to meet and doesn't say good things at all?

...

He thought that these small diaries were enough for him to read countless times.

So start jumping

Day 60.

"He called me, and there was a woman talking beside him, with a heavy accent, I couldn't hear him clearly. Asked who he was, if he didn't know him, he wanted to have a one-night stand with him????"

Lin Yiyang remembered that the woman directly asked him if he wanted to go to her house for a drink and spend the night together. When Yin Guo asked, he told the truth, because he was holding the phone and thought she had heard it, and he didn't want to hide it.

Day 61.

"Try a few words today, he doesn't want to say more...the sign of breaking up..."

This is really unfair. It was a party that day, and the girl gave up when he saw that he was not happy. Later, he had a good time with others and was poured into a cup. Lin Yiyang gave a hint to his classmates and asked them to go to the gang of druggers for a long time and bargain for a long time. The girl is strong to keep. He felt that there was not much to say, so how could it be a sign of breaking up?

Lin Yiyang stared at this date for a long time, and could only understand it as a three-month turbulent period.

Day 62.

"Today's video, he was shirtless and showed me his tattoo. The crisis is over."

...it's really easy to get rid of.

Lin Yiyang's fingers slid casually on the screen, looking for the days of her birthday.

Very important meeting, this time is a screenshot, the screenshot is the words in the notepad. It seems that the word limit in the circle of friends is not enough for her to talk about her mood on this day.

"He had dark circles under his eyes. When he went to the hotel room and opened the door with bare feet, he was tired and fell asleep. The room was very big and the bed was big, so it felt strange for him to hold my hand. Later he sat on the edge of the desk. , I was sitting face to face on the sofa, I really wanted to hug him, but he didn't take the initiative, and I was too embarrassed to hug him... Fortunately, he pulled me over and hugged him, but it smelled like it was from a long-distance plane. Smells, can't do anything without washing..."

The description that follows is from the girl's point of view, describing the two bathing together that day. Because Yin Guo was inconvenient, she was not very relaxed at first, but Lin Yiyang held her in his arms and kissed her for more than ten minutes, confusing her, which was considered to have solved her psychological barrier. The main reason is that I haven't seen each other for a long time, and the feeling of strangeness is too strong.

He was also afraid that being too unfamiliar would dilute her feelings for him. There was no other way but intimacy.

That day was the most disturbing day for the two of them together, even more disturbing than the days when New York separated and didn't see each other. Face-to-face, but rather unfamiliar, I really feel scared.

I'm afraid that that day will be the last time we meet... After that, the relationship will be over.

No one can be confident enough to think that they will have a long-lasting relationship. The more you care, the more afraid of losing. At this point, there is actually no gender distinction.

After taking a shower, she kicked him out, still in the early stages of a relationship, and didn't want him to see how he dressed, especially dealing with the girl's menstrual period.

After getting dressed for a while, Lin Yiyang fell asleep again.

He came back from the open competition, he didn't stop for a while, lost the game, and was in a normal mood. He was hanging by the breath he wanted to see her. After taking a bath, his nerves were relieved. Eyes open.

After a while, he heard the door slam, and she seemed to have gone out with the key card. When she came back, she had an extra bag in her hand... Once more conscious, the bed trembled, and she was wearing a wool skirt, her calf was cold. to his finger.

It was hot on her shoulders, and she could feel her fingers sliding along the edge of the plaster, sticking tightly.

Just after taking a shower, he took off his clothes and took off the old ones. She saw it and asked if it was an old injury?

Lin Yiyang glanced at the box. It was the one he always kept in his medicine cabinet in New York. Yin Guo had seen it before and wrote it down, so he went outside to find it. "I have something better," she rubbed the plaster on his palm, "I'll deliver a few boxes to you next time."

His hand went up from her calf: "Won again? Open?"

She smiled and nodded.

But he lost this one.

Yin Guo stuffed the remaining transparent plastic film of the plaster back into the bag, took the mobile phone, leaned against his left shoulder, and showed him his small bonus vault: "Guess how much money I have now?" He showed his online banking and pointed at a few lines, "These are all financial management, and they can be withdrawn on the same day."

"Everything you can take on the same day has a low interest rate, so you should buy a long-term one." She is really a little girl, and she doesn't think much about her own situation - living at home, it doesn't cost much, neither buying a house nor buying a car, it is better to buy some long-term products .

"If you can't turn around, isn't it troublesome?"

Her voice was so close to his face, with a warm breath.

Similar words, the Washington Hotel a year ago --

"You won't be able to turn around, tell me."

Lin Yiyang didn't say a word, leaning on the white pillow tiredly, with his hands on her waist, the soft sweater had her body temperature. I was thinking that this dress is very beautiful. I didn't buy it myself. After I met her, I saw that all her clothes, shoes and bags were very beautiful. So, what did she use to deceive her? rhetoric? No. A face, barely able to see, is far worse than when I was a teenager.

A seafood meal? a glass of wine? The cost is really low.

He is reflecting on himself.

In her arms, she was appreciating the bonuses she had saved time and time again, but suddenly noticed the time and it was time to go. She looked up at him, Lin Yiyang lowered his head and kissed her. The two kissed each other without any lust. After kissing for a while, they looked at each other and laughed.

He had never seen her so sad, he was smiling sadly.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Are you really going back home?"

One sentence easily exposed the biggest dark cloud shrouded in the two people's hearts tonight-anxiety about the future.

He nodded and stroked her long hair.

That's all for that night.

Lin Yiyang is reluctant to watch it again, although he will watch it countless times in the future.

He turns off the picture.

It was found that on the same day, after she returned home, she also sent another circle of friends, which was a line of English.

"youknowyouknowIloveyouso."