Lin Yifei sat down beside him, and smiled as if remembering something.
"That's because in my heart, these are not really sending you away. Because every time I part with you, I know that we will meet again. I will always watch you go to the top. The real sending You go, it's the kind that even if I give up everything, I won't be able to touch you, knowing that we will never meet again. Compared to that, I can accept anything. "
Lin Yifei will never forget the moment when he bid farewell to Chris in the church, the feeling that the world was overwhelmed.
Chris frowned.
"Hey, I'll see you in the single-elimination match on the weekend." Lin Yifei raised the corner of his mouth with a kind of confidence, making the people watching seem to fly.
"Um."
Chris got up, carried his bag and went downstairs, Lin Yifei followed behind him.
A black sedan was parked outside the restaurant, and Mr. Osborne was standing outside.
Chris looked at him, frowning again.
"Go home, your mother misses you very much." Mr. Osborne said softly, and then looked at Lin Yifei who was not far away.
This was the first time he saw the Chinese boy clearly.
His eyes were clear and seemed to reflect the whole world, and the smile on the corner of his mouth looked mischievous but open-minded.
Chris looked back at each other before getting into the car.
But Lin Yifei just waved his hand, "See you on the weekend! You can't lose until the final."
Chris didn't speak, and after sitting in, he just rolled down the window and looked at Lin Yifei.
Mr. Osborne's thoughts trembled slightly. He suddenly remembered that a long time ago, he saw Sissy for the first time in the classroom of the Conservatory of Music. She had an elegant figure, and her fingers danced over the keys. That smile was so similar to the Chinese boy in front of him.
The car slowly drove out of Chinatown. Chris kept his head propped up and looked out the window.
"I didn't expect you to come home with me." Mr. Osborne said softly, but Chris remained silent.
"Next time you can ask Lin to come to play at home, don't you have your own fencing room? You can practice together."
Chris' shoulders shrugged slightly.
"Your mother also said that she hasn't seen Lin for a long time, and she really wants to see him."
"Yeah." Chris responded lightly.
This made Mr. Osborne slightly taken aback. No matter what he said to Chris, the child's silence seemed to never be broken.
Back in his room, Chris put down his backpack and put it in the closet.
George knocked on the door and walked in.
"Master, these are letters from your friends."
He put the letter on the desk and withdrew.
It was a thick stack of letters, Chris looked at them, and it took him a long time to reach out and pick up the first letter. Opening one by one, some of them were Lin Yifei happily describing school life, and some were complaining why Chris hadn’t replied. Lin Yifei’s letters were never too long, but Chris always couldn’t read them over and over again. will get bored.
Unlike Lin Yifei's carefree personality, he writes beautiful English. Chris can't help but touch the place where he wrote his name.
After Chris left, Lin Yifei felt a little lonely, but deep down he felt very happy.
"Lin, how have you become different?" said Catherine who practiced sword with Lin Yifei.
"Oh? What's different?"
"In the past, when you and I practiced, you always felt a bit at ease. But there is no way, there is a gap between our two levels. But these days, even if you are practicing with Mark and Philip, who are extremely poor, you are very serious. "
Not far away Mark and Philip are embarrassed.
"I said Catherine, our level is not very good, but it's not so bad, right?"
Lin Yifei chuckled, "Maybe it's because I have a sense of crisis."
Chris is already growing at an unimaginable speed, how can he still stand still
The race weekend is finally here. Lin Yifei had to beat two opponents this morning to get a ticket to the round of 16 in the Washington Division. Cities with better economic development, such as Washington or New York, have more children practicing fencing, so there are more competitions to get seats than other places.
Lin Yifei stood on the sidelines, quietly adjusting his mask. His opponent was a flaxen boy with short hair, who looked very calm. The opponent's coach gave some instructions from the side. Since he hired a personal trainer, this kid probably wants to develop in the field of fencing. But sorry, today may take a toll on your self-esteem.
As soon as the referee finished saying "start", Lin Yifei had already beautifully separated the opponent's sword, and unexpectedly hit the opponent's chest with a sliding step.
Then the situation became almost one-sided. Lin Yifei's sword is very fast, with both offensive and defensive capabilities, the opponent is simply powerless to parry. Lin Yifei could tell from his defense that this kid's basic skills were quite solid, but Lin Yifei took the lead, not only overwhelmed the opponent in terms of momentum, but also took away the rhythm of the game. At the end of the first round, Lin Yifei had already scored five points, while the opponent had scored zero eggs.
I walked down to take a sip of water, and when I raised my eyes, I saw Mark and Philip, and the two told themselves with gestures, "You will win this game."
The coach gave the child some instructions very carefully, and didn't blame too much for the loss just now. The boy sighed in relief and nodded.
At the beginning of the second round, Lin Yifei was not in a hurry to attack, but put on a tentative stance. The opponent's offense is very effective, and the defense is also cautious. It's just that grasping the timing has always been Lin Yifei's specialty. When he suppressed the opponent's attack and scored again, the boy had already lost his confidence a little.
For the first time, Lin Yifei had the feeling that he was cheating.
But his opponent was not completely defeated, but played more seriously. The result was predictable, Lin Yifei won the opponent, and the boy took off his mask and shook hands with Lin Yifei with tears in his eyes.
"How long have you been learning fencing?" Lin Yifei asked him.
"Ah?" The other party didn't seem to expect him to ask this question, "...two years."
"Are you at this level in only two years? I've been learning fencing for six years." Of course, Lin Yifei has learned fencing for more than "six years", and he just hopes to do something to restore that child's confidence.
"Really? You started learning at such a young age!"
"Come on in the next game. If you lose with me, remember to win the next game."
In Lin Yifei's second match this morning, the opponent was a boy who was older than himself. The opponent's height advantage made it take a little effort for Lin Yifei to deal with some hacks. But his flexibility was also limited. Lin Yifei always knew how to use his strengths and avoid his weaknesses, so there was no suspense in winning this game.
When he walked out of the locker room to watch other people's games, someone was already waiting for him at the door. With a slender and tall figure, the slightly raised curve of the chin carried a hint of arrogance.
"Chris?" Lin Yifei wondered how he knew where his dressing room was.
"You're so slow." Chris turned his head sideways, with an imperceptible smile on his lips.
"Look at your appearance, you won all this morning?" Lin Yifei bumped him with his shoulder.
"Well. You are also a complete victory."
"Haha, I hope I won't meet you too early in the round of sixteen."
The two returned to the auditorium side by side, Mark and Philip were stunned.
"Hey, my friend." Lin Yifei introduced succinctly, while Chen Manman, who had been sitting quietly next to Mark, couldn't help turning her head to look at Chris. Of course Lin Yifei also discovered this, alas, no matter what age or where they are, Chris will always attract the attention of others.
"It's time for women to saber, let's be quiet and save Catherine." Philip raised his eyebrows.
Catherine played fairly smoothly today. The first game was won smoothly, but the second game was a little dangerous. Until the last minute of the game, he suddenly exploded and stabbed the opponent three times in a row to enter the top sixteen. She happily took off her mask, and jumped three times towards Lin Yifei and the others, everyone couldn't help laughing.
"She looks like a rabbit!"
At noon, everyone went to have lunch together, and the location was chosen at a McDonald's near the fencing gym.
"Ah, I'm so happy today." Catherine took a big sip of Coke, "Not only did I win the competition, but I also made new friends. Your name is Chris, right? Three."
Lin Yifei looked at Chris with a look of surprise, "So you're already so famous?"
Everyone laughed. Although Chris looked like he was not close, Lin Yifei always talked to him so easily. This atmosphere also infected the people around him. Catherine and the others seemed to think that Chris was a bit reticent. But it's not easy to get along with.
"By the way, has anyone brought a camera? Let's take a picture!" Catherine's proposal immediately got everyone's response.
"I have one." Manman agreed softly, and took out the camera from her backpack, "Mom originally said she wanted me to take pictures for brother Yifei, but I was too fascinated by the game to remember."
"It's not too late to take pictures now!" Philip followed suit, and brought the camera over, "Oh... how many pictures can this old camera take?"
"Nineteen." Manman was a little embarrassed, and Philip called her camera "old-fashioned".
"Okay, let's take a group photo first!" Philip called the waiter, and a group of people huddled in a sunny position by the window.
On Lin Yifei's left is Chris, on the right is Chen Manman, and behind them are Catherine and the others.
After the waiter yelled "one, two, three", everyone laughed together, and Mark behind him didn't forget to make a funny face.
"Okay, the group photo is over, let's take a photo of today's winner!" Mark took the camera, "Ladies first, Catherine!"