training room
All the lights in the training room were off, but here, the lights remained on.
Both Lin Yiyang and Meng Xiaodong are players in several major sports. With the special approval of the head coach, they can control the training time by themselves.
With one arm hanging around his neck, Jiang Yang was wearing the sportswear of the national team, leaning against the wall by the door, looking at the table closest to him. Next to the table, it was Meng Xiaodong who kicked off the ball first. He and Lin Yiyang agreed to take turns to score goals, one for two.
So when he received one red and one colored ball, he held the club, stood up straight, frowned slightly, and stared at Lin Yiyang who was leaning against the wall and playing with his mobile phone: "Are you practicing or not?"
Lin Yiyang sent a message to Yin Guo—sleeping.
The cell phone was tucked into the pocket of the sweatpants.
"How have you been able to stand him all these years?" Lin Yiyang didn't answer Meng Xiaodong, but looked at Jiang Yang instead.
Jiang Yang sang with him: "It's not accepting, it's letting in."
Lin Yiyang nodded.
Meng Xiaodong has never been able to stand the people in Dongxincheng, they have never been serious, whether it is on the field or in the lounge, they all have a bad attitude... But he also has to admit that since Lin Yiyang came back, his state has really begun to improve.
The world admires the strong, and the strong admire the strong even more.
Lin Yiyang's talent stimulates every companion, telling them that human potential is unlimited, don't slack off.
Lin Yiyang saw that Meng Xiaodong's face was darkened, so he stopped teasing, and went directly to the table with the cue: "It's not fun to practice like this. Play fast." He leaned over there, seemingly aiming at the ball, but in fact he was Talk to Meng Xiaodong.
"I'm fine." Meng Xiaodong suppressed the urge to scold him, and said coldly, "Don't think that I haven't hit too fast, I won't."
Lin Yiyang raised his eyebrows and smiled.
Wait and see, old rival.
For the next half an hour, the balls on the table were all "flying".
Jiang Yang brought a small bag of pistachios with him, and he peeled them one by one to watch the excitement. In addition to hitting the ball and dropping the bag, the sound of cracking and cracking was the only sound in the room.
"I'm a little thirsty, go get something to drink." Jiang Yang finally said this.
Lin Yiyang swung his cue, and a qiaofen flew towards him. Jiang Yang, wearing a sportswear coat, tilted his head away from the qiaofen, and walked out with a bag of white pistachio shells with a smile.
Not long after, he came back with an old-fashioned red thermos and a few plastic cups. The cups are piled one on top of the other, and a little tea has been spilled into each cup.
"Take a break," Jiang Yang said lightly, and put the plastic cups on a wooden bench, and poured boiling water into the three cups, "Drink some water."
Meng Xiaodong frowned habitually: "It's one o'clock in the morning, drink tea?"
The subtext is: Are you afraid of not being able to fall asleep
"After drinking for more than 20 years, I am already immune," Jiang Yang put down the thermos bottle with a smile, "I don't like drinking water that has no taste."
Lin Yiyang casually picked up the cork and closed the bottle for him.
Jiang Yang raised his disposable plastic cup and took a sip: "Last time, the three of us sat together, still young."
Lin Yiyang nodded.
"I've been waiting for this day for a long time." Jiang Yang raised the plastic cup.
"You are the only one who can bring the owners of the two major ball clubs to New York together." Meng Xiaodong also raised his plastic cup.
Lin Yiyang smiled, and finally touched his plastic cup to theirs: "Of the three of us, I am the one who can't speak the least."
"That was in the past," Jiang Yang retorted with a smile, "Now you are the best at speaking."
That's different.
Lin Yiyang looked at the two rivals and good friends in his youth, with a lot of thoughts in his heart, there is a lot to say, the unfulfilled dream of the youth, the three of them have dominated the past for several years, and finally reunited in one place, only left: " Thank you for coming to me."
"Thank you." He repeated again.
***
For the Asian Games in August, thousands of troops gathered in the same city, waiting for the end to fight.
The Chinese delegation set off in several batches and arrived in the host city within two days.
On that day, many fans of Lin Yiyang, Meng Xiaodong and Jiang Yang gathered together to pick up the plane in an orderly manner. Yin Guo followed in the team, pulling her suitcase, and Yin Guo, who was sending her mother a message of "landing safely" with her head down, was suddenly grabbed by the arm by Lin Lin beside her: "Look up."
Yin Guo looked up.
Not only Lin Lin, but one after another, people began to notice the billboards in the airport, and the entire row was full of photos of Yin Guo on the field.
"Your birthday?" Lin Lin asked.
Yin Guo shook his head blankly.
Seeing all this, Lin Yiyang, who was leading the team, and the head coach also stopped in their tracks. The head coach is a joker, and asked Lin Yiyang in a low voice. Everyone in the team also looked at Lin Yiyang, wondering if the captain did it. .
But it's not right either.
After all, Lin Yiyang is the captain of the national team, and the whole team has to participate in the competition. It is unreasonable to make this kind of romance for his girlfriend with such a big fanfare.
Until a young man in casual clothes appeared in the crowd who picked up the plane. Under the eyes of dozens of Chinese team members, he said to Yin Guo, "I wish you the gold medal."
He was surrounded by friends who followed him, a group of young men with apparently good family backgrounds. When Lin Yiyang was studying abroad, most of the Chinese students around him were the second generation from very good families, and they looked similar to this group of people.
Yin Guo recognized this loyal fan and hurriedly thanked him, and La Linlin went to the other side of the team.
The team still didn't move.
There was no change in Lin Yiyang's face. He was still at the front of the team, wearing the national team's sportswear, with the zipper pulled all the way up, his eyes calm and his aura oppressive. It is because there is no slight change in expression that makes people feel troublesome.
But everyone is obviously not afraid of trouble, but afraid that there will be no excitement.
Jiang Yang put his arms around his shoulders: "Many of us athletes are married well."
Fan Wenchao echoed earnestly: "Since childhood, life has been simple. There is nothing else but training and competition. People are simple and can endure hardships. Who doesn't like it?"
…
Meng Xiaodong suddenly said: "He has been chasing Yin Guo for more than a year."
Everyone looked at him together.
"Xiaoguo is here at the competition," Meng Xiaodong added, "he is quite shy, and he doesn't dare to talk to Xiaoguo every time. Last time, he asked people in the business field to find Yin Guo's father and asked if he could introduce him formally. "
Jiang Yang looked at Meng Xiaodong with admiration—the thrust was in place, and the knife saw blood.
"My sister has chased many people since she was a child, hasn't she told you?" Meng Xiaodong looked at Lin Yiyang.
Another knife.
Jiang Yang smiled appreciatively, thinking: Did Meng Xiaodong misunderstand something when everyone talked about the name of "Shuanglin" in Dongxincheng when he was a child? Otherwise, how can the knife be precise and not soft-handed
…
Yin Guo was at the end of the line, and a group of them were at the front.
Naturally, she couldn't hear these people talking. Still thinking that it shouldn't be a big deal, Lin Yiyang's fans in the United States have an entire stadium, and he doesn't feel anything. But why feel bad
Didn't do anything bad.
After arriving at the hotel where you stayed, everyone was arranged to have a medical examination.
The male and female contestants went in batches, and she didn't see Lin Yiyang.
Evening free at leisure.
In view of the "little episode" that occurred today, she decided to visit Lin Yiyang quietly.
I didn't tell him in advance, I wanted to surprise him.
Yin Guo came to Lin Yiyang's hotel floor, went outside, and knocked on the door.
It was Jiang Yang who opened the door. Seeing that it was her, he smiled and pointed to the bathroom with his head, which meant: I am taking a shower.
"Is it convenient?" she asked in a low voice.
"It's convenient," Jiang Yang smiled and took a key card from the cabinet, "I'm going out, you guys talk slowly."
There is endless content in his smile, Yin Guo can't figure out the meaning of his smile.
When Jiang Yang left, she closed the door behind her backhand.
Pushing open the bathroom door secretly, the sound of water can be heard, the white mist is lingering, and a tall figure can be seen behind the white shower curtain, needless to say it is Lin Yiyang.
She didn't say a word, and waited for him to finish washing by the marble sink.
The man inside probably heard the door hinge sliding, thinking it was Jiang Yang who came in: "Have you left yet?"
Yin Guo pursed her lips and smiled, holding back, trying not to laugh out loud.
The water is turned off.
"Suppressed the fire all afternoon, and didn't eat two bites—" The shower curtain was pulled open, and Lin Yiyang reached for a bath towel on the silver metal shelf by the wall, but stopped.
At first glance, Yin Guo saw that he was fully naked, still under the warm yellow light, with water droplets all over his body, and his texture was clear...Suddenly he was distracted, his eyes drifted, and he didn't focus too much on him.
Between the self-struggle of looking and not looking, Lin Yiyang had already taken a bath towel, wiped his hair and upper body hastily, and walked in front of her silently.
Knees and thighs were wet from touching his leg.
The back of his waist was covered by his half-wet hand, and he hugged it tightly to his chest: "What are you looking at?"
She was afraid that he would wet her clothes, and she would not be able to go out for a while: "You dry my clothes first, and I can't go back after wetting my clothes."
Lin Yiyang held the right hand of the bath towel, and went to slide the bathroom door and lock it.
The 70 days of the training camp consisted of kissing and holding hands at most, and they didn't do anything extra. When they were suddenly exposed to this kind of atmosphere, the eye contact alone was enough to bear. Lin Yiyang hugged her to the sink, kissed her, and squeezed her shoulder with his hands, which became lighter and heavier, and finally slid down uncontrollably.
"Don't make trouble..." She was dizzy from the heat, and felt that his hand was quite strong, and it hurt to squeeze. Usually he is not serious or serious, which proves that he really wants it.
In the lingering mist, Lin Yiyang's eyes were frighteningly black, and he asked her with a smile: How do you count as trouble
Yin Guo struggled for a while: Forget about kissing...
He said slowly: Good.
Lin Yiyang picked her up, wrapped the clothes on the towel beside her, and brought her into the room together.
Passing the gate, I haven't forgotten to lock it.
In the room, Lin Yiyang and Jiang Yang's suitcases were open, and they hadn't finished packing. Jiang Yang's bed was next to the door, and a lot of sundries were lost. The bed on Lin Yiyang's side was next to the window, he threw the dirty clothes on the sofa, and put Yin Guo on the bed. The man also leaned over, kissed his lips and forehead, and his eyebrows... One of the two people was not wearing anything, the other was neatly dressed, neither of them overstepped.
I really lit a fire, and my heart and body were burned to ashes. People were already confused, but they still thought not to go too far. There is still competition, and the impact is not good.
Although the door is locked and no one knows, I still have to guard the line in my heart.
Yin Guo closed his eyes and touched his body, wanting to help him. Lin Yiyang took her hand back, put it on her lower abdomen, pressed it firmly with his body, and asked with a low smile: What are you touching
…
Obviously it's you like that, not me.
She met his eyes: "You said the fire was pressed in the afternoon?"
He didn't deny it.
"... not for me?"
"What do you think?" he asked back.
Yin Guo's hand slid down again, and was pulled up by his wrist again, this time he really smiled: "Would you like to clean it up?"
The word "clean up" is an unspoken teasing cue between the two, and he says it a lot in bed.
"I want to touch the name." She argued.
He didn't stop it this time.
Yin Guo touched his waist and the mermaid line, and found his name down there, touched it with his palm, thinking that this man had his name on him, and felt an indescribable hot feeling in his heart.
When I think that he will play pentathlon, win many gold medals, and there will be more fans in the future, and think that he has his own name here, I feel that my vanity is completely satisfied, and even overflows.
He stroked her long hair and suddenly asked, "Go back to live with me?"
stay together
"My parents don't like living together," Yin Guo thought about the possibility, "It might not work if they live together forever."
It shouldn't be a big problem to stay for two days once in a while, she thought.
Lin Yiyang didn't say much, Yin Guo noticed that his gaze hadn't moved away, and she still wanted to comfort him, it's okay, she had some excuses to go to live in his dormitory. The bridge of the nose was lightly scratched.
Silly girl, I let you live here not because I want to do anything with you, but because I want to marry you.
He turned over and got out of bed, took out his underwear and trousers from the box, and finally got his lower body neatly dressed to cover the boundless spring scenery.
Yin Guo didn't think about it for too long, but noticed a guitar thrown on the sofa: "Jiang Yang brought this?"
"Yes," Lin Yiyang glanced at the guitar, "His blind date likes literary youths, and he picked it up recently. It would have been in the past, but it has been lost for more than ten years, and he picked it up to coax girls."
"My brother learned the piano when he was a child."
"In our generation, when we were young, rich families loved to learn piano for us," Lin Yiyang commented, "People like Jiang Yang taught themselves guitar."
Jiang Yang's family background is similar to that of Lin Yiyang's parents before their death, and he also has many girlfriends, so he is naturally good at this.
"how about you?"
"Me?" Lin Yiyang shook his head, "I'm not interested in these."
It seems that he is really the most boring person. Apart from the game and practice, he has no other memories.
Yin Guo jumped out of the bed with bare feet, stepped on the carpet to reach him, and inserted his right hand through the tattoo on his trouser waist. Lin Yiyang was made up and down by her several times of showing love, his arms were wrapped around her waist, and his fingers were inserted behind her waist, and a few fingers were gently scratching on her soft skin.
Yin Guo saw the stubble on his chin, touched it with his fingers, and slid past his fingertips. The man who was touching the stubble lowered his head and looked into her eyes: "Go out!" Turn around, stay any longer, I have no idea."
Today is really not going well. In the afternoon, my heart was on fire, and now my body is on fire.
Like Wuzhi Mountain pressing down on the back, only waiting for the sky to burst and the boulders to collapse before you can move your muscles and bones.