"I thought it left me." Li Yongxuan found the ring. After being in a daze for a moment, you said slowly, "This is my aunt's only relic, and it was also the engagement ring she and her boyfriend gave her back then. But that day—"
On that day, a couple took their daughter to visit their younger sister, who had just entered college, and went on a family trip together.
It was originally a sunny and sunny early autumn, and the family had a great time, but on the return trip, everything was ruined by a drunk driving.
Under the brutal impact, the man driving the car died on the spot. The wife next door was also declared invalid after the first aid and left the world. Leaving behind her nine-month-old daughter, Li Yongxuan, and Yongxuan's aunt, Li Huiru.
At that time, Aunt Huiru was only nineteen years old. She was a freshman in college and had just made a boyfriend. After a series of incidents, her boyfriend was gone, her brother and sister-in-law who loved her were gone, and her little niece became her only remaining family and a heavy burden.
And Aunt Huiru never complained. She took a break from school to work, part-time jobs, and had to support Yongxuan at the same time. The two aunts and nephews depended on each other until Yong Xuan also went to college, and was one year older than her aunt back then, that Yong Xuan suddenly discovered that her aunt's youth had been burned out for her.
"...My aunt was diagnosed with liver cancer in my junior year. Before she entered the operating room for the first time, she took off the ring she had been wearing for 20 years and asked me to keep it." Li Yongxuan narrated softly, "Later, my aunt I've been losing weight and I can't wear a ring anymore... A year later, my aunt left."
She gently rubbed the oxidized silver ring. At that time, the coldness and fear of sitting alone outside the intensive care unit seemed to flow back slowly like a tide.
The room fell into silence, except for the treadmill that had not been turned off, whirring.
"When my aunt was cremated, the master at the temple didn't let me put the ring in the altar and go with my aunt. He also said that it was an aunt's ring, the same pronunciation as gu and gu. The woman who wears this ring is destined to be lonely. It's thrown away. But why would I be willing to throw it away?"
Even if it is really lonely, I don't want to forget my aunt who is so kind.
Mai Weizhe suddenly reached out and snatched the ring from her hand.
"Who taught you to believe those nonsense?" he said in a fiery tone. He tucked the ring into his gym shorts pocket, turned and walked away.
"I used to wear it well, but I lost weight a while ago, and the ring slipped easily. Maybe it fell off like this." She wiped away the tears on her face—strange, she doesn't even talk about crying. I know—get up and follow, "How about me? I'll be careful, or use a necklace as a pendant—"
"No, it's mine when I pick it up." Mai Weizhe started playing a hooligan, and he just threw a thick towel on her face.
After wiping her face, she took off the towel and saw that his boss had taken off his shirt!
The muscular lines of the shoulders, arms, back and even the thin waist are already the level of underwear models. Li Yongxuan's ears were hot, "Why, why did you take off your clothes suddenly?"
"It's all wet, so I have to change it!" He turned back and gave her a treacherous look, "I'll even take off my pants again."
At this point, the sad memory and atmosphere suddenly changed, the whole thing went out of tune, and he just pulled her back from the loneliness and desolation.
Of course Li Yongxuan knew that he was deliberately bluffing her. This is his old problem, it depends on her blushing shy and running away in panic.
not that simple. She blushed, looked back bravely, and did not move.
Want to take it off? Hurry up! Her eyes are saying.
Mai Weizhe was a little surprised. "Do you really want me to take off my pants? Well, since you asked for it..."
Saying that, the shameless someone really started to untie his belt, making a gesture to pull it down—
"It's a pity, it looks like it's going to be reserved for next time." He winked at her, "Just make an appointment like this."
Li Yongxuan bit her lip, desperately resisting the urge to laugh.
"You, you just opened your mouth." Knowing that she was safe, she said deliberately.
A pair of light amber eyes darkened, a sticky chocolate color.
"How good I am, you just don't know." Lowering his voice, this was his answer.
Her heart suddenly jumped again and again, beating so vigorously.
【Chapter Six】
After Mai Weizhe went back to the training camp, Li Yongxuan and Grandpa Old Mai were left at home.
Not relatives, not relatives, suddenly began to live together, it should be embarrassing and uncomfortable, but strangely, not at all, as if it was only natural for her to live here.
When she wakes up every day, there must be a hot and hearty breakfast waiting for her; lunch and dinner are not sloppy meals, full of color and flavor.
As long as Li Yongxuan praised the delicious food, the expression of the unsmiling grandpa Mai would immediately soften. He has a good skill, but his grandson is an athlete, and he has to control his diet and calories for many years. With Li Yongxuan, he finally has a chance to show his talents.
And Lao Mai did not let her eat and live for nothing, and sent her to do things without courtesy. So washing dishes, mopping the floor and other housework that Lao Mai didn't like to do became Li Yongxuan's work. and-
"Uh..." One morning, when Li Yongxuan was using a vacuum cleaner to vacuum the floor, he watched Lao Mai sitting in front of the kitchen table, seriously using two fingers—one on each index finger on the left and one on the left—to hit the computer, and couldn't help asking aloud: " That... Grandpa Mai, what are you fighting?"
Old Mai raised his head and gave her a cold look. Those eyes were exactly the same as Mai Weizhe when he was angry, and he was indeed his grandson.
She was a little used to the way their grandparents and grandchildren expressed. When you are embarrassed, shy, and don't know what to answer, you always respond with fierce eyes.
So I continued to ask cautiously at the moment: "I thought, if it's convenient, I can help. I type very fast."
She had just said it casually, but Lao Mai held on to it like a life-saving charm. It's no wonder that at his age, he has to learn computers for his grandson, which is really tossing his old bones! Now that there are helpers, of course, make good use of them!
Immediately, the old man got up, pointed at the computer and said, "Receive letters, exchange wheat's physical fitness records with the coaching team, collect information on the Internet, etc. All these are handed over to you."
So from then on, Li Yongxuan took over additional tasks. When Lao Mai passed by her side, he would secretly nod at her flexible typing speed, inexplicably pleased.
It was also from then on that she discovered that Grandpa Mai's record of Mai Weizhe was really meticulous. Every day, I regularly search the Internet to update every bit about Mai Weizhe. Whether it's just an online report, an interview, or a retrospective when a sports channel mentions him, or even an update on a page made by fans for him... it will be recorded, dated, and archived.
It's no wonder that sometimes Grandpa Mai sits in front of the laptop for two or three hours. His hand is comparable to Wa Niu's typing speed, how long will it take to finish it? It's really hard work for the elderly.
Under the solemn and taciturn appearance, how much love and expectation is hidden for his grandson? Li Yongxuan was thinking in a daze while copying and pasting the content of the webpage. Is this something only the lucky ones can get? However, Mai Weizhe has not been loved by his parents since he was a child, so...
"Oh—" I don't know when, Lao Mai appeared behind her and brought her a cup of cold and slightly sweet lemon black tea as a consolation. After watching her skillfully cut and paste the text of the webpage, he suddenly said, "So, you don't need to type word by word."
After saying that, he walked away on his own. But Li Yongxuan almost spit out the iced black tea that he drank in his mouth. Did grandpa type word by word before? !
Can't laugh, can't laugh. She desperately endured until her throat was so itchy...
The phone rang on time at around 4:45 in the afternoon, and she rushed to answer it, lest she laugh disrespectfully.
This time is the end of the ice training in the afternoon, and there is a gap before going back to the gym. Mai Weizhe will call back at this time.