At first Lou Sifan didn't think too much.
He Changsheng understood the character of He Changsheng and gave him the same task.
Sure enough, on Monday, Dongge, who was supposed to go to training, called in sick.
After the morning training, Lou Sifan went to He Changsheng and asked what happened to Dongge.
He Changsheng was also surprised: "He asked for leave?"
Lou Sifan said: "He handed in a fake note and a medical certificate, saying that he twisted his right foot when he came home this Friday."
He Changsheng said, "No, I took him to practice throwing and jumping on Saturday."
When Lou Sifan heard this, he suddenly knew something.
He smiled and said, "Really, stupid boy, why are you lying about this. Did you fall while practicing?"
He Changsheng thought of the boy's red eyes and bloodless lips.
"But I don't want anyone to know..."
… Did he get hurt in a throw
Regarding the matter of lying, He Changsheng was not an expert, so he simply avoided answering: "I'll go see him."
In Lou Sifan's view, this is equivalent to tacitly acknowledging his own statement.
He put on his clothes: "I'll go with you."
When I knocked on the door of Dongge's room, Dongge was lying on the bed reading a book, and she just nodded coldly when she saw them come in.
Lou Sifan walked to his bedside: "Dongge, we brought the sick meal. Are your feet okay?"
He tucked his right foot into the quilt: "It's okay, a small injury."
Lou Sifan said: "Don't worry about it. For those who eat our bowl of rice, the importance of legs and feet is second only to life."
After speaking, he turned his head to seek He Changsheng's approval: "Changsheng, do you think that is the case?"
He Changsheng looked at Dong Ge's face: "... um."
Lou Sifan stretched out his hand to uncover his quilt: "Let the seniors see if the injury is serious."
His fingertips rubbed Dong Ge's little toe that was exposed outside the quilt. Being touched like this, Dong Ge was so shocked that she almost jumped up from the bed, and the wound on her ankle and wrist was exposed.
- This kind of petty training injury is really nothing to an athlete who is practicing figure skating and is not in the season, and it will be better after two days of rest.
Seeing this, Lou Sifan couldn't help but feel a little regretful.
Noticing Dong Ge's discolored face, He Changsheng was a little annoyed: "Brother Lou, someone is injured, don't disturb them."
Lou Sifan immediately apologized with a good attitude: "It's okay."
Winter Song is silent.
Lou Sifan laughed inwardly.
… It seems that his observations are not wrong, Dongge really can't get in touch with others like a normal person.
And now, Dongge's overreaction to the touch further confirmed his speculation.
- He is afraid of this.
Once contacted, he would be disgusted at light, and affect his performance at worst.
The injury to his ankle is hard evidence.
This kind of mental illness is not easy to cure, if he can make good use of it before his game...
From Dongge's point of view, Lou Sifan's eyes were too warm.
Chi Xiaochi asked 061: "What is the waste in his mind?"
061 looked at the regret value that rose a line: "Probably regret not discovering your weakness earlier."
Chi Xiaochi expressed his opinion simply and loudly: "Fu..."
061: "…"
In the past two days, Chi Xiaochi has begun to worry that if he shares the same body with Dongge, and there is no door on his mouth, if he brings the little beauty of the iceberg to the society, his sin will be a big one.
Therefore, 061, who had recently been awarded the post of Dean of Education, had no choice but to take charge of rectifying his problem.
061: "…Cough."
Chi Xiaochi responded very quickly: "Get rich, get rich."
061 almost couldn't help laughing out loud.
But almost at the same time, he felt a slight fluctuation in the data flow.
… as if someone was being amused.
And that fluctuation was so close, it happened inside Dongge's body.
This kind of fluctuation is extremely slight, mixed in the hundreds of millions of megabytes of information flow received by 061 in one second, like a short-lived hallucination.
Of course he thought he was delusional.
However, 061 captured a fragment from the vast database.
… It seems that he also accidentally received such a stream of information a long time ago, while serving other hosts.
But in the fragmented data segment that was so thin that it was close to nothing, what he heard was not the laughter that could not be restrained, but the weeping of extreme despair.
Of course Chi Xiaochi couldn't receive such a signal.
He is cooperating with Lou Sifan's performance.
Lou Sifan said: "It seems that you and Changsheng are still not in place. I will be responsible for your double training in the future."
He Changsheng, who was on the side, suddenly interjected: "Brother Lou, didn't you tell me to take him."
Lou Sifan was a little surprised and turned to look at He Changsheng.
First, He Changsheng felt guilty for hurting Dongge, and secondly, he shared secrets with Dongge, and of course he refused to hand Dongge to others: "If you don't get it right, you can take your time. I have more experience in two-person training."
Lou Sifan was actually not happy: "This is too much trouble for you."
He Changsheng said: "I am a senior, this is what I should do."
He Changsheng was really not used to lying, so he turned his back on Dong Ge and Lou Sifan when he was talking, his collarbone was red.
In order to alleviate the embarrassment, he began to take out the sick meal in the thermos, vegetable ball soup, dried shrimp and cabbage, and fried pork with mushrooms and scallops, and placed them on the table lively.
He turned his back to the two people, but he said to Dongge: "I will be careful next time in training."
In order to cooperate with Lou Sifan, Dong Ge showed expressions of "frightened", "disgusted", and "the most annoying double training" in a place that He Changsheng could not see.
Lou Sifan really relaxed his vigilance and said with a smile, "Then Xiao Dongge will be handed over to you."
He Changsheng fiddled with the bowls and chopsticks: "... um."
Winter Song was indeed handed over to him.
In the spare time of training and class, He Changsheng began to come to the training ground of men's singles.
He doesn't like to play with his phone, he just stands on the sidelines watching training with his bag on his back, or sits and draws sketches of his choreography assignments.
For some reason, when watching Dongge training, he was always very inspired.
When such a person with red lips and white teeth pokes on the sidelines, it is a landscape.
He Changsheng's reputation as a beauty is no less than that of Dongge. Such a person who runs around and stalks when he has nothing to do is really eye-catching.
The women's singles person was booing next door: "He handsome, who are you waiting for? Come here when you wait for your girlfriend."
He Changsheng put down his pen and said honestly, "I'll wait for Dongge."
Dong Ge in the arena vaguely heard his name, turned to look at He Changsheng, and brushed up his sweaty forehead.
He Changsheng nodded at him and continued to draw quietly.
The outline traced by the carbon pencil on the paper became more and more like a winter song unconsciously.
In the eyes of those who are familiar or not, He Changsheng is the one who has an amorous face but does not understand the style, so he said that training with Dongge was really training.
Even if the two hug each other, it is difficult for others to feel any ambiguous feelings, because their dialogue is really boring and monotonous to the extreme.
"Come again?"
"Come again."
"Take a break."
"Are you tired."
"I'm OK."
"Then I'm fine."
If there is any difference from the past, it is probably that the two always wear gloves, one black, one white, one blue and one red, and they are holding hands together.
Both of their hands are slender and powerful, with delicate fingers and palms, and even if they are buttoned together through the gloves, it does not detract from any beauty.
Lou Sifan gradually felt that something was wrong.
In the two-person trip between him and He Changsheng, a third person was gradually inserted, and this person's sense of existence became stronger and stronger, to the point that he could not ignore it.
In the topics they talked about, they added "Dongge's technical movements", added "Dongge's stage performance", and even added "This dish Dongge seems to like eating", "This knee pad is good, give Dongge Bring a song."
And his plan did not have the desired effect.
Dongge is still the Dongge that keeps everyone thousands of miles away, and the aura is so strong that the coach will unconsciously stay away from him.
If he deliberately touched Dong Ge against this background, it would be extra abrupt.
Worst of all, the long-standing shortcoming of Dongge's "insufficient coordination" was made up by He Changsheng.
One day, he went to the dormitory to look for He Changsheng, but after entering, he accidentally met Dong Ge, who was carrying a basin, wearing shorts and a vest.
Dongge had an electric toothbrush in his mouth and couldn't say hello to him, so he simply nodded to him, and then got into the bathroom with a cat waist.
Lou Sifan was extremely surprised, stared at his back for a moment, and asked He Changsheng who was doing his homework, "Why is he here?"
Hearing this question, He Changsheng was even more surprised than him: "You are here too, why can't he be here."
… When will Winter Song be compared to me? !
Lou Sifan wanted to say something, but he turned his eyes and was shocked.
On the empty bed in He Changsheng's room, a quilt was actually added.
He dared not believe: "Changsheng, who is living here?"
In fact, he already had a vague answer in his heart, but he really didn't dare to accept it, and he couldn't accept it.
He Changsheng said, "Winter Song."
Lou Sifan: "..."
In fact, it was Dongge's dormitory that a new person was going to be transferred. After He Changsheng heard about it, he discussed with Dongge that he might as well move to his own house. He knew his difficulties and would know how to avoid suspicion.
But He Changsheng thought about it and felt that there was a secret between him and Dongge involved, so he didn't plan to explain too much to Lou Sifan.
Lou Sifan felt as if he had been slapped in the face a dozen times, and when his cheeks were burning, dizziness and ringing in his ears, an unprecedented anger surged from the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't control it at all: "...Aren't you unwilling to live with others? "
He Changsheng felt that Lou Sifan's fire was a little inexplicable, looked up at him, and said, "Winter Song is different."
Lou Sifan paced back and forth a few steps, but couldn't hold back his anxiety at all: "What's different about him? Huh?"
He Changsheng frowned slightly: "Brother Lou, what are you doing. I just choose a roommate."
It was only then that Lou Sifan realized that something was wrong, and the boiling emotions were also poured into a basin of cold water, and the smoke was extinguished.
Yes, Changsheng doesn't necessarily like men. In his opinion, he just chose a roommate.
Thinking about it this way, his anger was really unreasonable.
After several efforts, Lou Sifan finally suppressed his surging emotions: "I'm sorry, Changsheng, I'm not in a good mood today."
Of course, He Changsheng wouldn't care about such trivial matters.
He lowered his head and continued to do his homework.
Lou Sifan turned his eyes to the bathroom, his eyes mixed with unwillingness, dazedness, and undisguised jealousy.
In the bathroom, Chi Xiaochi hurriedly cashed the card: "Teacher Liu, hurry up, hurry up, Lou Sifan's remorse will be full."
061: "..." It was the first time he heard such a fresh statement after working in the system for so many years.