Parents are gone, younger brother has been adopted by someone else, leaving Yin Guo as a close person. Years ago, the only cue that was close to him was not kept, but now, he wants to keep Yin Guo by his side.
What can I keep
His throat was dry, and he stood up straight from the table, instinctively picked up the cue that was supported by the table, walked slowly to the cue rack, and placed it on the far right, the last position.
After finishing these, he waved his back to Li Qingyan and left.
Lin Yiyang left the ball room, got on the elevator, and pressed the wrong floor.
Somehow, he reached the lobby on the first floor, did he subconsciously want to go out
It was the first break of the rainstorm outside, and the residents in the lobby were checking in and checking out. There were players who were eliminated from the group stage today, carrying club boxes and suitcases, waiting outside the gate for a taxi called by the hotel...
Once the brain is intoxicated by alcohol, it will feel that the surrounding space is virtual, unable to distinguish the past, present, and future.
This is New York, how did he get here.
It seems that yesterday I drank too much at an unknown roadside stall, and was kindly dragged into the shop by the boss, and fell asleep on the bench in the shop until I woke up. Late that night, he woke up reeking of alcohol, and the proprietress kindly took off his school uniform and stuffed it into his messenger bag: "Be careful that the teacher will catch you, and I will punish you."
That day was yesterday, in my hometown.
Today, today, in New York.
Later, Lin Yiyang didn't know how he got to the Plaza Hotel. He wanted to come here before it rained. There was a dessert shop Lady M on the basement floor, which was very good, and he wanted to buy it for Yin Guo.
He also asked Wu Wei, and Wu Wei said that there are already many branches in the country, and the little girl can't be fooled.
But I still want to buy it for her. What if I haven't tasted it, the one here is from the place of origin, maybe the taste will be better
***
After ten o'clock, Yin Guo was in the hotel room, tossing and turning on the bed, feeling uneasy.
I was a little flustered.
People from both ball clubs were there, and it was the first time the brothers reunited for a drink in many years. If it was confiscated, what would the drink be like? She took out her mobile phone and texted Lin Yiyang, but there was no reply, and texted Meng Xiaodong, but there was no reply.
In the end, find Wu Wei.
Xiaoguo: How much did you drink? My brother and Lin Yiyang didn't reply.
It doesn't matter: come here, number 1000.
past
Yin Guo's heart skipped a beat, it was rare for Wu Wei to speak so briefly.
She changed her clothes, took her mobile phone and ran out. When she arrived at the door of room 1000, she encountered a large army swarming out. She saw Li Qingyan and Nitro, pulled Nitro and asked, "Is Lin Yiyang in there?"
"Yes." Nitro wanted to say something.
Yin Guo didn't care about listening, and pushed aside a few people with his right hand, saying "excuse me, excuse me" all the time, and squeezed in from twenty or thirty people. When they entered the suite, three of them actually lay down.
Meng Xiaodong and Chen An'an were alone on the bed, both asleep.
Lin Yiyang was lying on his side on the sofa, and Wu Wei and the others changed into clean outfits. The gray trousers and white shirt belonged to Jiang Yang. The collar of his shirt was loose, for the sake of ventilation, his head rested on his left arm, and he didn't know whether he was asleep or awake.
Seeing him like this, Yin Guo felt his heart twitch. It's normal for a man to drink too much.
But it won't work if he drinks too much.
Yin Guo quietly walked to the sofa, squatted down, and touched his forehead with the palm of his hand, which was sweaty. She saw a wet towel on the armrest of the sofa, took it off, and wiped it for him.
"The cake...it won't taste good if it's been left for a long time," Lin Yiyang said in a low voice, jumping out word by word, still slurring his speech, "You give Xiaoguoer a treat."
What cake is not cake, who wants to eat cake.
I drank it all like this, and returned the cake.
"Don't say I drank too much." He whispered, very lightly.
Yin Guo put the towel on her lap, and with her hands, brushed away the strands of short hair that covered his eyelids on his forehead, and kept silent, because he didn't want to disturb him. When a person is drunk, it is best not to whisper in his ear, because he can't listen to it, and he can't remember it.
It is the kindest thing to give him a quiet space to sleep.
Lin Yiyang was very displeased when he didn't hear the response, and frowned even tighter: "Didn't you hear?"
Yin Guo has a sore nose, why are you being so nice to me? We've only been together for so long. Don't you know how to play hard to get, don't know how to welcome if you want to refuse, it's useless to look so handsome, you know that being stupid is good for me. Big fool.
My heart aches to death.
"Got it," she coaxed him softly, "Eat now."
The first time Lin Yiyang heard her voice, he was dull for a few seconds, and slowly opened his closed eyes, and her black pupils reflected her. As if he didn't recognize her, he looked at her...
"Drink so much," she whispered, "Is no one stopping you?"
He has high browbones and a high nose bridge among Asians. He has peach blossom eyes with scalloped double eyelids. On weekdays, if you don't look at anyone seriously, you don't look very beautiful. Now, it is different.
When I look at you, it's like digging out my heart.
No wonder so many girls miss him. Yin Guo thought, for a person like him, in the past, no matter whether he was playing in the billiard hall, or sitting on the doorstep, resting with a cigarette in his mouth, or staring at any girl for a while, he would probably be enough to worry about for a lifetime.
The towel was a bit cold, she wanted to rinse it with hot water, and then wipe his face and hands.
Lin Yiyang's right hand suddenly went around her neck, pulling her face in towards him, touching her forehead, and calling her in a drunk voice: Xiao Guoer.
It was the saddest time when my body was burnt by alcohol. When I saw her, I thought it was a fake.
He paused for a while, then asked again: Do you... have me in your heart
From the kiss outside the apartment bathroom door to today.
Together for two weeks, fourteen days. Yin Guo, do you really have me in your heart
She wasn't the only one in the room.
Both Fan Wenchao and Wu Wei waited on the three drunkards in the house, Jiang Yang made tea for Yin Guo and brought them in to have a chat. All three listened to this. Lin Yiyang personally cut off his own life path because of his too hard temper. For a man like him to ask such a question, is it because of how much he longs for the relationship between people and how much he is not sure? How much do you care about the girl in front of you
Before Yin Guo could say anything, he tugged at the collar of his shirt.
It was very uncomfortable. He pressed the upper half of his face with the back of his hand, blocking all the light, and fell asleep within a few seconds.
What's the matter, I'm happy to go out...
Yin Guo hugged the cold towel and squatted in front of the sofa for a long time. Seeing that he was really quiet, she got up and went to see Meng Xiaodong. Turning his head again, Jiang Yang had already refilled her with hot tea, and humorously opened Lin Yiyang's mobile phone and put it on the round table: "Come, let's eat."
…
Yin Guo didn't understand.
The mobile phone is full of photos of cakes, mille-feuille matcha, roses, crepes, etc., and so on.
Wu Wei smiled and pressed Yin Guo to the table, and told her the ins and outs of this group of photos.
Lin Yiyang went out from the hotel in the middle of the night, walked several streets and managed to find the Plaza Restaurant where he wanted to buy her a cake. The restaurant is open, and the cake shop on the basement floor has long since closed.
When Wu Wei and Jiang Yang found him, Lin Yiyang was sitting on the steps outside the hotel gate, in a small corner, leaning against the wall, already asleep, no different from a homeless man, he only did one thing when he was woken up, Putting the phone into Wu Wei's hand, the photos inside were all saved by him while he was awake, and asked Wu Wei to buy it...
If you hand over your mobile phone, you will lose your life. The two big men didn't bother to call for a taxi, so they directly teamed up and carried them back to the hotel.
Back in the room there were still a few drunks, they changed Lin Yiyang into clean clothes, and then went to mess with Meng Xiaodong and Chen Anan, and looked again, Lin Yiyang drank the rest of the bottles on the table.
This time, he was really drunk, with two bottles of spirits full, and according to Jiang Yang's deduction from Lin Yiyang, he would not be able to wake up for at least a day and a night.
Originally, Wu Wei didn't want to ask Yin Guo to come down, and he didn't want Yin Guo to see Lin Yiyang's drunken cowardly appearance.
But Jiang Yang was thinking about what Meng Xiaodong said, so he still wanted to talk to Yin Guo.
Wu Wei pointed to the empty wine bottles on the table, and explained to Yin Guo: "I swipe his card, but I dare not buy expensive ones. This pile is not as good as the small glass he bought you back then."
Yin Guo looked at the wine bottle, only to hear Lin Yiyang say Chivas Regal on the phone, thinking it was the expensive kind that his cousin usually drank, but looking at it this way, it was the most popular and cheap cheap wine sold in supermarkets.
"Lin Yiyang really cares about you." Jiang Yang said softly.
"It's not just caring, there are many things you don't know." Wu Wei was completely singing and cooperating with Jiang Yang, "How long has he been away from Dongxin City? It's been almost twelve years, never, never Those who have ever brought money, only made an exception this year to play."
After finishing speaking, Wu Wei looked at her: "Remember? It was for you."
Yin Guo was stunned, firstly because he was for himself, and more importantly: he didn't play games with money...
That night she also asked Lin Yiyang if he likes to gamble, and he only said "average" without denying it. Especially later, Meng Xiaodong also told her that she would have the opportunity to persuade Lin Yiyang not to gamble in the future, and he obviously misunderstood that Lin Yiyang relied on this to earn living expenses.
"If he really gambled, would he be so poor?" Wu Wei said with a smile, "He didn't ask for a penny in Flushing, and someone sent him to his classmate's account."
One game that night was worth 3,000 U.S. dollars. He came to a few games a week and made a fortune early.
Why are you so down and out.
Yin Guo looked at the man sleeping on the sofa.
"You're not from Dongxincheng, so you probably don't know," Jiang Yang told her again, "When my teacher let him enter Dongxincheng, I had three chapters with him: no gambling, no match-fixing, and no violation of laws and regulations."
This is a start.
What Jiang Yang wants to tell her is the whole past.
That year was Lin Yiyang's fourth year playing professionally.
He entered the bottleneck of a professional player, entering a trough without any warning. This is a young genius who has been in the profession for three years and can win championships for two years, but as long as he is a person and an athlete, he will have his own peaks and his own abyss. Often after passing through the abyss, it will be the next peak...
It's a pity that Lin Yiyang was too sharp and frivolous, and suddenly fell to the bottom, losing several key rounds of important games in a row. Gradually there were rumors that he received money for match-fixing. Gossip, contempt from peers, he, who was already suffering from a trough, was also the subject of discussion in the lounge. When he lost the game again, he had a big quarrel with his teacher and quit the club completely. Then in the last game of his career, he clashed with the referee and was sentenced to a six-month ban.
After six months, Lin Yiyang disappeared from this circle.
In fact, everyone understood that since the night he left Dongxin City, he had already given up.
"...Why didn't he explain? Teacher He didn't believe him?"
"Because," only Jiang Yang and his brothers knew about this matter, and it was only in Mr. He's office that day, "he was indeed on the side of the road, playing a game with someone and bringing money. He was wrong. gone."
"They were all poor, and he really had no money in those six months," Wu Wei said. "His younger brother had just been adopted by a relative, and he wanted to see it, but he couldn't afford a ticket. He told me later that he was still thinking about Just once, I bought a ticket to celebrate my younger brother’s birthday, and I just bought some exercise books for the rest of the day to catch up on English and math.”
All these years, when these brothers mentioned this matter, they were very sad.
If it wasn't for Lin Yiyang's self-esteem being so strong that he couldn't lower his head to borrow money from his brothers, it wouldn't be like this.
When Yin Guo was young, he often heard from his cousin that in the past when the industry was in recession, some players would use extreme means to make ends meet. A domestic player can earn 20,000 to 30,000 yuan a year without commercial sponsorship. There are races to run around, and clothes and equipment to buy. Meng Xiaodong has a friend who, the night before going to Quanzhou for the competition, played in the billiards hall with others in order to earn money for the hotel, but he lost all his money. In the end, he had to sleep in the ball room for the whole night, and went directly to the game the next day.
Adult players would have such embarrassment, let alone Lin Yiyang who just entered high school.
…
Wrong is wrong.
But no one gave him a chance to correct himself, and neither did he himself.
***
The sun was shining on his face, Lin Yiyang wanted to drink water, he touched the right side with his hand, thinking he was in the apartment. This height, this angle is the coffee table next to the bed. Usually, when he is going to drink, he will prepare a glass of water to moisten his throat the next day.
I didn't touch the coffee table and cups, and I was stunned for a while, this is a hotel.
what time is it. the next day? It's still the third day.
It seemed that the last time he woke up, it was dark and there was no one in the room. He thought he smelled bad, and he was afraid that she would be smelled of drunkenness after the game, so he took a shower...
Open your eyes, the first thing you see is her.
Yin Guo embraced a pillow, lying on the white quilt beside him, facing him. I can't see what I'm wearing, it seems to be dark blue or a big black T-shirt: "Are you awake?"
She looks like a porcelain doll, the kind with dimples on her face, which would be sold at temple fairs when she was a child, but there are two spots of red painted on the porcelain doll's face, and she didn't: "I'm afraid you'll sleep stupid..."
The little hand shook in front of his eyes: "Are you really stupid?"
The arm covered with flower arm tattoos was pulling Yin Guo, pulling her over, pressing her face into the hollow of his neck: "If I don't clean you up...it's too bad."