"Thank you!" Lin Yifei turned around.
Chris walked to the bed, and without hesitation spread out his bath towel in front of Lin Yifei and changed into pajamas, which made Lin Yifei feel that his secretiveness was not grand enough.
They are all children, what are you struggling with
Putting on his pajamas, Chris came behind Lin Yifei with a small bath towel, covered his head, and gently wiped his dripping hair.
Lin Yifei raised his head and saw Chris' eyes covered by bangs, so he reached out and stroked his hair, "Chris, your hair is golden brown, so beautiful."
Chris took away the towel, and played with Lin Yifei's hair with his fingers, "Yifei's hair is also very beautiful, and it's black."
"Does black look good?" Lin Yifei climbed onto the bed and lifted the quilt, he was really tired today.
"Well, it's a very pure color. Nothing can turn black into other colors." Chris sat next to Lin Yifei holding a book, "You said that there are things I don't understand, you will teach me I."
"Okay." Lin Yifei also suddenly regained some energy. He was very curious about what Chris didn't understand, at least his Chinese was already fluent.
Who knew that what Chris took was a collection of essays by a Hong Kong female writer. He slowly opened the page with the bookmark, "What does this sentence mean?"
Lin Yifei craned his neck to look at it, and couldn't help laughing, "Chris, your level is already very high. Many Chinese people may not understand the original meaning of these two sentences."
"But I don't know the first two words." Chris looked at the book with a serious expression. This is what Lin Yifei admired most about him before his rebirth, such concentration. So even when many people kept away from him because of his indifference, Lin Yifei chose to approach him.
"This sentence is very famous. It is in the oldest collection of poetry in China, "The Book of Songs". 'Death and life are broad, talk to Zicheng. Hold the hand of the son, and grow old together with the son'. Its original meaning is an agreement between soldiers. , We must trust each other to live and die together. Later, people paid more attention to the latter sentence, which was used to praise the longevity of love. Hold the hand of the child, and grow old with the child... It means holding the hand of the other party and growing old together. "
Chris thought for a while, then asked again, "Then Yifei, can I say this to you?"
Lin Yifei was stunned for a moment, and then he said amusedly, "It is not popular to say this to friends now, it is usually said between lovers, especially when proposing. We are very good friends, if you treat me When I said this, the original intention was correct, but it was weird... huh... "
But Chris just turned a page of the book indifferently, and recited the sentence on his lips, "Hold your hand, and grow old with you."
The voice was so soft that Lin Yifei couldn't tell that he was just repeating the Chinese he had learned newly, or that he was reading it for Lin Yifei.
Suddenly remembered something, Lin Yifei felt sour, "Chris, you have to remember, you can't say this sentence casually. Once you say it to someone, you have to do it. If one day you leave and listen to you The person who said this, no matter what the reason is, she will be very painful."
"Well." Chris nodded, "This is a promise. Sometimes people make promises because they are not absolutely sure."
"Wow, Chris, so you have been so annoying since you were a child!" Lin Yifei sighed, "Promises are such a beautiful thing, but you have to expose them like a scar."
The two flipped through the book again, Lin Yifei gradually felt drowsy, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier. When Chris put the book in front of the two of them and raised his head to ask something, he realized that Lin Yifei had fallen asleep.
Chris slowly put the book on the bedside table. Lin Yifei's eyes were gently closed, his eyelashes drooped obediently, and his breathing was thin and elongated, as if even time slowed down.
Something got out of the control of his heart, Chris supported his upper body with his right hand, lowered his body, carefully pressed his lips against Lin Yifei's lower lip, and slowly pursed it. After an unknown amount of time, he left Lin Yifei's lips, Look at his profile.
After a long time, Chris carefully supported Lin Yifei, put down the pillow, turned off the ceiling light in the bedroom, and the whole room was enveloped in darkness. Chris turned sideways, stretched out his hand to hold Lin Yifei's fingertips, and closed his eyes.
When the next morning came, everything changed. Lin Yifei's whole body turned sideways, occupying the diagonal of the bed. And Chris was lying on the edge of the bed, with Lin Yifei's leg still on his body. The quilt almost completely covered Chris's body, and a corner of the quilt was draped over Lin Yifei's stomach. Fortunately, the weather is warm now, otherwise Lin Yifei would definitely catch a cold.
George stood in front of the bed, looked at the "horrific" scene, and coughed.
"Master, it's time to get up."
Chris opened his eyes and saw that Lin Yifei was still sleeping soundly, so he reached out and patted his face, "Get up, Yifei."
Lin Yifei turned over, and very technically rolled up the entire quilt at once.
"Breakfast is ready." George bowed and left the room.
Chris looked at Lin Yifei, pinched his nose with one hand, and covered his mouth with the other. Sure enough, after ten seconds, Lin Yifei began to struggle, and woke up with the sound of "Ula".
"Oh! You murdered!" The messy hair rested on Lin Yifei's head like a bird's nest, feeling very happy.
"Your lung capacity is so small, you can't hold it for ten seconds." Chris tilted his head, then rolled over and got out of bed, "Remember to brush your teeth for three minutes."
Lin Yifei froze there, this was something Lin's mother had to nag about every morning, when did Chris learn it
But without the burden of being together like this, Lin Yifei suddenly felt that the longer the better.
If he had never grown up, Lin Yifei would have deluded himself into thinking that his relationship with Chris could stay in the simplest place forever.
When they came to the dining table, there were only their three children. Mr. Osborne gets up earlier, and Mrs. Osborne usually sleeps longer because of her health.
Lin Yifei looked at the milk in front of him and curled his lips.
Chen Manman has lived with Lin Yifei for so long, so she naturally understands his preferences. So he switched the orange juice in front of him with Lin Yifei's.
Chris didn't look up, just asked, "You don't want to grow taller?"
Lin Yifei's face turned pale, he took the milk in front of him and drank it down, even Chen Manman opened his eyes to watch. Then Lin Yifei pursed his lips, his throat throbbing as if he forcibly suppressed the feeling of wanting to vomit. Finally, Chen Manman couldn't help but burst out laughing.
After breakfast, the driver drove them to school, and Lin Yifei returned to his school life.
This week passed quickly, and when the weekend came, it was time for the final eight in the Washington Division of the Middle School Fencing League. And on this day, as usual, his and Catherine's relatives and friends also came to join him.
Lin Yifei took off his shirt in the dressing room and was about to put on the protective gear. Someone was changing next to him, but before Lin Yifei put on his gloves, the other party's elbow hit Lin Yifei's arm when he left.
"Hiss..." Lin Yifei took a step back and raised his eyes to see that it was a big man.
There was a mocking look on the other party's face, "Does it hurt when you touch it lightly?"
Then without an apology, the big man walked out of the locker room.
The two children on the opposite side asked after the big man walked away, "Are you okay?"
"That guy is like that. He always likes to bully people because he is older and taller."
"I'm fine." Lin Yifei rubbed his arms, "Is that guy also a middle school student?"
"Yeah, he's in the ninth grade. This year should be the last time he participated in the middle school student league competition. But he hasn't made it to the top four in the Washington Division for three consecutive years."
"But it's not bad at the level of a middle school student. Maybe he bumped into you just now to put pressure on you. He always likes to play this trick."
"Don't worry, I won't be affected." Lin Yifei smiled at them.
After leaving the locker room and coming to the edge of the field, seeing his opponent wearing a mask, he realized that it was the big man. No wonder he was going to hit himself.
Lin Yifei put on the mask unhurriedly, and the two stood at both ends of the arena, saluting each other.
As soon as the referee finished saying "Start", Lin Yifei suddenly pressed down the opponent's sword, took two steps forward and forced the opponent to retreat continuously, deftly lifted the opponent's sword away with his wrist, and stabbed the big man's shoulder.
"one cent."
Lin Yifei touched the tip of the sword and returned to the starting position. The temperament and composure he exuded surprised the big man a little, and even the tip of his sword trembled slightly.
Saying a fool in his heart, Lin Yifei knew that once the opponent started to fear him, the game would fall to one side.
But the big man had also participated in the league game for three years after all, so he quickly calmed down and attacked Lin Yifei. The footwork is steady, with sufficient strength and speed but insufficient dexterity. Although Lin Yifei was forced to retreat, his footwork was calm and orderly. The swords are all the same.
The big man was annoyed. To Lin Yifei, this was just a coincidence, but to the other party, it seemed like a deliberate provocation.
In the remaining 30 seconds of the first round, the big man stabbed and slashed again, almost giving up defense just to vent his anger on Lin Yifei, under such a messy attack, with Lin Yifei's eyesight, he quickly hit the opponent's shoulder again.
At the end of the round, Lin Yifei scored a full three points and let the opponent eat nothing. It's that kind of game, the pressure on the opponent in the game can't be compared to that big guy bumping himself in the locker room. At the beginning of the second round, Lin Yifei didn't take the initiative to attack, and the big man was also testing himself. Just when the attack range of the two people was relatively small, the big man suddenly stabbed with a sliding step. Lin Yifei turned his head sideways, and the tip of the sword brushed his face. He stood up and separated the opponent's sword body. , a downward pressure made the opponent lose the momentum, and then took the opportunity to slash the big man with another sword to score another point.
There is no suspense in this game in the eyes of many people. In fact, Lin Yifei scored 15 points in just one minute of the third round, which brought the game to an early end.
Slowly taking off his mask, the big man on the opposite side swung the sword in his hand very depressed, and glared at Lin Yifei fiercely.