In the afternoon, Dongge really came, with a stack of scratch paper and a pen.
He Changsheng had always lived alone, and he was really not used to the feeling that there was another person in the room. He had been lying on the bed thinking about how to talk to him, so as not to appear that his host was too rude.
… In the past, Lou Sifan was in charge of this work.
He tossed and turned for a long time, thinking a little hypoxia, and managed to squeeze out a complete sentence: "How are you doing recently."
Winter Song: "It's okay."
He Changsheng: "...How old is this year?"
Winter Song: "15."
He Changsheng: "I'm three and a half years older than you."
Winter Song: "Well, I know."
... He Changsheng was speechless.
When he was racking his brains to think about the next topic, Dong Ge lowered his head, and the tip of the pen made a squeak on the paper: "Senior He, it doesn't matter, I'm not used to talking to people."
He Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief: "En."
Dongge said, "Go to sleep. I'll close the curtains later to block the light."
He Changsheng said, "You want to write something."
Dongge said, "Isn't this a table lamp?"
He Changsheng: "The desk lamp is broken."
Dong Ge raised her eyebrows slightly, and picked up the lamp to check it: "It's the tungsten wire that is broken."
After he finished speaking, he got up and closed the curtains, and the room suddenly fell into a drowsy yellowish color.
He Changsheng struggled hard: "You..."
Dong Ge touched his pocket and made sure there was some change in it: "Senior He, you go to bed first, I'll go out and buy a new light bulb."
He Changsheng: "Don't bother..."
"It's troublesome to push it around." Dong Ge walked to the bed, pushed He Changsheng's shoulder through the quilt, and pressed the warm and limp body down, "I try to fall asleep before I come back."
He Changsheng pulled the quilt and said, "I'll return the light bulb money to you when I come back."
Dongge said: "Wake up and return."
After reaching an agreement with him, Dongge closed the door and left.
061 said: "Your contact barrier is better again."
Chi Xiaochi put on Dongge's cold face, but his tone was casual: "I'm not tofu, as long as it's not too intimate, it's fine."
061: "Shoulders touched."
Chi Xiaochi: "Wow, touching shoulders is considered intimate."
061: "Have you casually touched people's shoulders before?"
Chi Xiaochi: "It's so strict, I'm going to call you Director Six."
Director Six: "...I mean, are you really planning to start with He Changsheng?"
Chi Xiaochi went downstairs, turned into the supermarket, and wandered among the shelves: "It's right to start with him."
061 vaguely felt that what he said was not the same as what he understood: "...you mean, Lou Sifan is very concerned about He Changsheng, so if he can pull He Changsheng over, he can get more from Lou Sifan. Regrets... I got it wrong, He Changsheng's lamp screw model is E27."
Chi Xiaochi put the B22 light bulb in his hand back to its original position: "... Besides, the tragedy of Dongge will not happen this time. Can you guarantee that He Changsheng will not be deceived by Lou Sifan?"
Chi Xiaochi remembered that when Dong Ge was just disabled, he confided everything to He Changsheng. He Changsheng couldn't believe that his friend was such a person, and went directly to question the relationship between Lou Sifan and Dongge.
And Lou Sifan's panicked performance that the foreword didn't match the afterword confirmed everything Dongge said.
In desperation, Lou Sifan had to confess his heart to him: "I like you, Changsheng."
He Changsheng said, "You like one, and you fall asleep. Lou Sifan, your liking is really unbearable."
Lou Sifan begged: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, don't blame me, don't you get angry."
He Changsheng said, "The person you're really sorry for is lying in the ward. If you want to be alone, you can either have a good time with Dongge, or accompany him through the difficulties and then say goodbye, and don't hurt others."
But He Changsheng didn't expect that Lou Sifan was really not a person.
Since then, he and Lou Sifan have faded away.
During Dong Ge's recuperation, due to his embarrassing status, He Changsheng didn't bother Dong Ge.
Later, Dongge was completely useless. He Changsheng, who had retired, went to see him many times in private, but at that time Dongge didn't know much about him anymore.
If in this life, Dongge lived her life safely, without this conflict that broke them apart, would Lou Sifan and He Changsheng be together
Would He Changsheng really be happy with such a person
"In the end, He Changsheng is none of my business, and I won't decide his feelings for Dongge." Chi Xiaochi said honestly while paying the bill, "I just want to see Lou Sifan unlucky."
061: "… um. That can be less contact."
Chi Xiaochi: "I know, Director Six."
061 said: "I'm worried about your body."
Chi Xiaochi: "Director Six, I know."
061: "... Sigh." The student's heart was scattered, and it was difficult to take it with him.
When he returned, He Changsheng actually fell asleep with the quilt rolled up.
Chi Xiaochi praised with a fatherly mentality: "So good."
However, after approaching, Chi Xiaochi found that He Changsheng was not sleeping peacefully. He kept his eyebrows tucked, his hands folded in front of his chest, and his sleeping posture seemed to be defending something.
Just as Chi Xiaochi was about to reach out, 061 gave accurate data: "The body temperature is 37 degrees 5, which has dropped to the normal range."
Chi Xiaochi thought, why is it still uncomfortable.
He occasionally raised his eyes and found that He Changsheng's tin cabinet was open.
Chi Xiaochi remembered that the cabinet door was still closed when he left.
And looking at the angle of opening and closing, it seems that there is something large hidden inside, and it was not placed properly, so the cabinet door was pushed open.
So he stepped forward to take a look.
In the next second, he and 061 couldn't help but feel happy.
Chi Xiaochi took out a SpongeBob SquarePants from He Changsheng's closet.
SpongeBob SquarePants should have just washed it, and like He Changsheng, there is a light fragrance of black tea-flavored shower gel.
He carried SpongeBob SquarePants to He Changsheng's bed and sent them to his arms.
He Changsheng stumbled into a small nasal sound of "um", stretched out his hand to touch it, and immediately hugged it skillfully, crossed it on his chest, turned over and went to sleep.
Chi Xiaochi put down his bed tent, walked back to the desk, changed the light bulb without making a sound, unscrewed it, and wrote his post-match thoughts.
Halfway through writing, 061 reminded aloud: "Fang Xiaoyan is here. It may be to find He Changsheng."
Chi Xiaochi took a second to match the person's name to the person.
Fang Xiaoyan, He Changsheng's partner, the girl who should have been returned to the original club a year ago according to the timeline.
Chi Xiaochi said, "This is the boys' dormitory. The dormitory downstairs..."
061 said: "She climbed a tree and came in."
Chi Xiaochi: "…"
He stood up and walked to the door, and before Fang Xiaoyan, who had sneaked to the door, knocked on the door, he opened the door.
Fang Xiaoyan was startled, but she kept her voice down: "Oh my god."
Dongge's slender fingers were on his lips, and he closed the door: "Shh."
Fang Xiaoyan recognized who the person in front of her was, and immediately became excited: "Isn't this little beauty. Have you moved in?"
Winter Song pointed to the door next door.
Fang Xiaoyan understood and raised the thermos in her hand: "I skipped class and made custard for him. How is he?"
"I just fell asleep." Dong Ge looked down at the heat preservation bucket in Fang Xiaoyan's hand, "Isn't it forbidden to use high-power electrical appliances in the dormitory?"
Fang Xiaoyan snorted: "There is still a rule in the dormitory that sleeping together is not allowed."
Dongge looked at her.
Fang Xiaoyan also found that breaking into the boys' dormitory seems to be more serious than sleeping together, and immediately turned over this article: "Sister can't hurt him, I'm a month older than him."
Dong Ge's tone was still cold and indifferent: "He just fell asleep."
Fang Xiaoyan can communicate with He Changsheng's refrigerator, and she is also afraid of the refrigerator, so she waved her hand at will: "I know I know, let him sleep. I warm it with hot water inside, and the heat preservation effect is good. When he wakes up, Drink the custard, wash the bucket, and bring it back to me tomorrow."
Winter Song nodded slightly.
Fang Xiaoyan shoved the bucket into his arms: "Then I'll go back."
Winter Song said, "Wait."
After all, he stepped forward and took off a leaf caught in Fang Xiaoyan's hair.
"It's all right," he said.
Fang Xiaoyan was stunned for a while, and said with a smile, "Then I'm leaving. See you tomorrow."
When she slipped from the trunk to the ground, Fang Xiaoyan was still thinking about Dong Ge's look.
...a bit fierce, but also a bit beautiful, just glance at it, it will make people feel numb and crisp.
Fang Xiaoyan sighed, it really is a goblin.
She sighed again, but unfortunately, if Changsheng had the skill of brother Dongge, he would have found a girlfriend long ago.
The next day is Saturday. Lou Sifan's family came to the provincial team to visit relatives, and he was picked up early in the morning.
After lying down for a day, He Changsheng, who had recovered completely, fell to the ground alive.
He knocked on the next door.
Winter Song is also in it.
Since Chi Xiaochi shook Dong Feihong's hand in the tree-lined road in Toronto last time, 061 felt something was wrong and planned to keep "Dong Feihong" away from Chi Xiaochi temporarily.
Therefore, this week, Dong Feihong's magazine had something to do, and asked him to go to a meeting. He would be picked up on Saturday night to stay for one night.
As soon as he saw Dongge, He Changsheng thought of SpongeBob SquarePants in his arms when he woke up yesterday, and his face burned a little.
He has never been one to beat around the bush, and he is straight to the point: "Do you want to train?"
When it comes to training, Dongge is also very cheerful: "Let's go."
There were a lot fewer people who stayed in the team for training on Saturday, and they came early again, so He Changsheng and Dongge were able to occupy a completely empty field.
After warming up, Dongge asked, "Do you want to go on ice? Or land?"
He Changsheng said, "Get on the ice. Let's practice throwing."
Dong Ge's expression changed slightly.
When talking about his profession, He Changsheng is always very serious and he speaks more: "I have watched a lot of your competition videos, all aspects are very good, but the coordination is a little bit worse. In our pair skating, throw and catch It is a required homework. Every time I train, I am responsible for throwing, and Xiaofang is responsible for jumping. The height of the throwing cannot be lower than 1.5 meters. When Xiaofang lands, it must be on one foot, and the distance of jumping should be at least 5 meters.”
Winter Song did not speak.
He Changsheng persuaded with bright eyes: "I know that you will do less training in single skating. Because we have to run in with our partners, we must practice again and again, and practice again after falling, until we develop muscle memory. Come, know how to cooperate with your peers, tossing, landing, is the most perfect. However, if you can practice this project well, your body coordination will be greatly improved."
061 said: "No."
Dongge raised his head and said, "Well. Let's start."
061: "..." The dignity of the people's teachers.
But he also quickly reacted, scanning He Changsheng's iris and rewinding his memory.
The picture was frozen at noon yesterday, Lou Sifan coaxed, persuaded and induced He Changsheng, which was a painstaking effort.
While changing skates, Chi Xiaochi asked 061: "Teacher Liu, do you still want to persuade me?"
061 said: "Do what you want to do."
Saying that, he added a spoonful of salt to Dongge's water glass and stirred it well, just in case.
In the first five throws, Dongge successfully completed.
From the sixth time, he began to make mistakes and his face became a little worse.
He Changsheng thought he was embarrassed because of his failure in front of his seniors, so he applauded him, and then stretched out his hand to pull him: "Get up, do it again."
When holding his palm, He Changsheng felt cold sweat on his hand.
He was a little surprised, but he didn't think much about it. He reached out and wrapped Dongge's waist again, holding him up in the air: "Ready?"
Dong Ge whispered, "Senior He, let me down."
He Changsheng: "..." Huh.
He heard that there was something wrong with Dongge's tone, and immediately put the person down.
As soon as Dongge's feet hit the ground, she staggered and slid to the emergency bathroom on the sidelines, lying on the edge of the pool and vomited violently uncontrollably.
He Changsheng, who followed to the bathroom door, became anxious and patted him on the back: "What's the matter?"
Not used to it
No, to them, such revs and laps are nothing.
Dong Ge was indeed feeling very uncomfortable, holding his stomach and shaking, until he couldn't spit out anything, then he sat down on the ground without any strength.
He Changsheng seemed expressionless, but his face turned pale with fright. He carried him on his back, dragged him all the way to the resting place, and unscrewed his water glass: "Here you are."
Dongge's hair was wet, took a sip from the water glass, and said softly, "Thank you."
He Changsheng didn't speak, and looked down at the tip of his ice blade.
Dongge held the water cup: "Senior He didn't ask why."
He Changsheng said, "If you don't want to tell me, I won't ask."
Dong Ge told the truth: "I have a little psychological shadow on the matter of being in close contact with people."
He Changsheng looked at his tear-soaked eyelashes and frowned: "It's only a little when you spit it out like this?"
Dong Ge did not speak, only lowered his eyelashes.
He Changsheng immediately started a normal association: "Don't worry, I have no other thoughts about you."
After a long period of observation, 061 found that Chi Xiaochi's reaction was targeted.
One is the attitude of contacting people, and the other is the age of contacting people.
Chi Xiaochi's body is like a radar, if the person who touches him has an overly favorable impression of him, he will immediately react with rejection.
Besides is age.
Dongge's coach was a middle-aged man, and even if it was a slight touch, Chi Xiaochi would react very badly.
Correspondingly, when he comes into contact with people of similar age, his reaction will be much lighter.
Therefore, with He Changsheng, Chi Xiaochi's reaction was actually not that big.
First of all, He Changsheng's age is here, and secondly, when he hugged Chi Xiaochi and jumped, he was simply hugging him, which was not much different from carrying a bag of rice.
But the point is...
"It's a hand." Dongge replied, "Hand and hand are directly held together... I'm not used to this feeling."
He Changsheng thought for a while and said, "I haven't heard anyone else say that you have this problem."
Dong Ge pursed her snow-white lips: "No one else knows. ... The coach also knows that there is still room for improvement in my physical coordination. He has told me many times that I should find a partner to practice throwing and jumping. But I don't want others to know. … Today I thought I could hold on if I held on. … It still won’t work.”
He Changsheng looked at the red circles around his eyes, his heart softened like something.
He thought for a moment and asked Dongge, "What if I wear gloves."
Winter Song: "Huh?"
He Changsheng: "I don't touch your hands directly. We all wear gloves. Can you accept this?"
Dongge considered it for a while: "Probably..."
He Changsheng's hazel eyes were as round as cats: "If you want to do throwing training in the future, come to me and I'll take you."
Dongge's eyes widened in surprise.
He Changsheng said, "I know your secret, so I can take care of you as best I can."
Dong Ge rarely showed a restrained side, and nodded slightly: "Thank you Senior He. But..."
He Changsheng knew exactly what he wanted to say: "This is our secret. I won't tell anyone else."
"Brother Nalou..."
He Changsheng originally wanted to pat him on the shoulder, but as soon as he raised his hand, he thought of Dong Ge's difficulty, and immediately retracted his hand, grabbed Dong Ge's carry-on bag, and clenched it tightly as if he swore.
People who don't know how to tell love words always show clumsy seriousness when they talk about promises: "Others are people other than us."