Lin Yifei originally thought that if he and Chris grew up together, the relationship between them would remain as a pure friendship, but now it seems that things have backfired.
Or... fate... no matter how many times he starts over, Chris will fall in love with Lin Yifei
Biting his lips subconsciously, Lin Yifei knew that although he was frightened by Chris just now, he didn't hate him at all. It's just... since when did Chris have such feelings for himself
When Chris returned home, he opened the door of his mother's room. Although Mrs. Osborne always went to bed very early, her insomnia often kept her awake all night. She was a little surprised by her son's late-night visit.
"What's the matter? Chris?" Mrs. Osborne reached out to Chris and pulled her silent son to the bed.
"... Yifei probably won't talk to me anymore." Chris's voice was flat, but kept very low.
"Tell mom what happened?" Mrs. Osborne put her son in her arms. "Did you quarrel with Lin? If you did something wrong, apologize to him. I believe he will forgive you."
Chris rested his head on Mrs. Osborne's shoulder, "I did nothing wrong."
Mrs. Osborne stroked Chris's hair and said with a smile, "Silly boy, even if you think you have done nothing wrong, sometimes you still need to compromise in front of people you care about."
"But I can't compromise." Chris closed his eyes.
Because there is no way to compromise when you like someone.
In the next few days, Lin Yifei has been waiting, waiting for Chris' call or he will come to Chinatown occasionally after class as usual.
"Hey, what's up with you and Chris?" the little girl asked out of nowhere during Wednesday's practice session with Catherine.
"What's wrong?" Lin Yifei's heart trembled, did Catherine discover something too
"You haven't mentioned Chris in the past three days!" Catherine raised her eyebrows. "According to my experience, it means that you two had a fight!"
"Huh?" Lin Yifei was surprised by her deduction. Technically, he and Chris hadn't had a fight, but something had just been embarrassing.
"Or are you guys brewing hostility because of this weekend's finals?"
If Catherine didn't remind him, Lin Yifei almost forgot that this weekend was the final between himself and Chris. After the finals, the second and third places will be determined, and only the top two can represent the Washington Division to participate in the National League for Middle School Students.
Yeah, I'm going to have a showdown with Chris this weekend...
Such a mentality is not acceptable!
Lin Yifei thumped his head, but Catherine looked at him in puzzlement.
On Thursday night, Lin Yifei finally couldn't bear it any longer. He picked up the phone, dialed the number halfway and then hung up, because if Chris's voice rang on the other end of the phone, he would definitely not know what to say.
"Oh..." He sighed heavily and lay down on his own bed, as long as his head was thinking about things, he would unnaturally replay the scene of Chris kissing himself that day.
That guy... where did he learn to kiss! And how can you press someone there to kiss...
Turning over a few more times, Lin Yifei only felt that his lips were a little hot.
Soon, a week passed like this. The arrival of Friday night made Lin Yifei a little anxious. Catherine and the others specially let him go today, asking him to go home and watch TV to relax so that he can face tomorrow's final. This was the first time Lin Yifei wished Chris would not lose in the semi-finals, so that he would not have to lose everything.
"Xiao Fei, you can pick up Manman by bike. She seems to have bought a lot of books today, and she should be almost at the station now."
"Okay." Lin Yifei went downstairs and rode his bicycle to the station outside Chinatown. About ten minutes later, Chen Manman got off the bus and saw Lin Yifei waving happily and trotting over, calling "Brother Yifei".
Manman's English is getting better and better, and she has her own friends in school, and she is no longer clinging to Lin Yifei like she was at the beginning.
Putting the book into the front basket, Manman sat sideways on the back shelf, Lin Yifei shouted: "Sit down!"
The car shook twice, and rode smoothly into Chinatown again.
Coming downstairs to Chen Linji, now is the time to be busy. Lin Yifei handed the book to Manman, and the little girl said sweetly, "Thank you brother Yifei!"
Just when Lin Yifei locked the car, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Chris standing across the road. The other party's expression was indifferent with some coldness, he just leaned on the lamp post and looked at Lin Yifei. This made Lin Yifei's heart tense up.
"Chris..."
Lin Yifei froze there for a while, not knowing what to do.
But Chris just turned around and walked away along the street, all the noise seemed to go away, Lin Yifei just saw Chris walking away.
"Chris—" Lin Yifei finally came to his senses, ran over and grabbed him.
Christine stopped, but didn't look back.
"You... Since you are here, why don't you talk to me and leave?"
"You look happy."
"What?" Lin Yifei was stunned, he didn't understand the meaning of this sentence at all.
"You won't be alone without me, because you have Catherine and Mark. You won't lose your goal, because you have Kevin Phil. You also have Chen Manman, who can sit on your back frame girl."
"Chris..." Lin Yifei stared blankly at the boy with his head slightly lowered in front of him.
"But I only have you." Chris shook off Lin Yifei's hand vigorously, causing him to stagger back two steps because of too much strength.
"Tomorrow is the final between me and you. I hope you can at least look at me on the field." Chris's voice was sharp and cold in this noisy Chinatown.
Lin Yifei opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Chris just paused, "Also, I don't regret kissing you. Because I've wanted to do that for a long time."
Watching Chris leave Chinatown, Lin Yifei just stood under the streetlight without moving.
He really wanted to say, Chris is not like this, I can have many friends and I can target others, but only you are the most special.
That night, Lin Yifei washed up early and lay down on the bed. Mother Lin thought that her son was preparing for the next day's competition, but Lin Yifei knew that it was because he suddenly felt that everything had become boring.
He didn't toss and turn that night, he just lay flat and looked at the ceiling. There are a lot of times in my head that I spent with Chris before I was reborn. At that time, Lin Yifei only thought that he and Chris were best friends, but he never delved into how much Chris's patience with himself surpassed his attitude towards others. Before he knew it, Lin Yifei fell asleep.
When he was woken up the next day, Lin Yifei brushed his teeth and washed his face. After breakfast, he carried his bag and went to the fencing gym.
Catherine and Mark went earlier than Lin Yifei, and it was said that they only wanted to occupy the position closest to Lin Yifei's competition, which made him dumbfounded. In fact, there are not many people watching the middle school fencing competition, and often half of the field is empty.
Walking in the passage to the dressing room, Lin Yifei was extremely nervous. Sure enough, he ran into Chris in the locker room.
"Hey..." Lin Yifei was about to say hello, but the other party was wearing protective gear, and he just nodded when he heard Lin Yifei's voice.
Putting down his bag, Lin Yifei also began to organize his protective gear. For a moment, the entire locker room was unexpectedly quiet. And this kind of silence made Lin Yifei feel at a loss, because Chris had never been so indifferent to himself.
The more Lin Yifei thought about it, the more angry he felt. He had never done anything at all, and he was the one who was held there to kiss. Why did the instigator pretend to be cool instead
At this time, Chris had closed the cabinet and walked out the door.
Lin Yifei bent down to put on the protective gear, and the moment he straightened up, his calf cramped.
"..." Leaning against the closet, Lin Yifei frowned, he didn't dare to let Chris know, but the pain from the tense muscles made him sweat coldly on his back. Just when Chris walked to the door and was about to turn, he turned around again in a strange way.
"What's wrong."
"It's nothing..." Lin Yifei chuckled, and began to put on the gloves, "It's just that the back was not properly fixed when I put on the protective gear just now."
Chris walked back step by step, looking at Lin Yifei. But Lin Yifei could only turn around and pretend to organize his sports bag.
"Convulsions?" Chris's voice was very soft, but it still made Lin Yifei tremble slightly.
"...No." Just as Lin Yifei finished speaking, Chris pulled him to sit on the chair, knelt down in front of him with one leg, and supported his left leg.
"Is it this leg?" In fact, there is no need to ask, it is easy to judge just by the feeling of muscle tension.
"...Yes." When Chris touched him, Lin Yifei felt his heart beating fast.
Chris didn't speak any more, but quietly kneaded Lin Yifei's calf, patted it skillfully, and then massaged gently with his fingertips along the texture of the muscle, "Even if you have cramps, I won't hold back on the field later." will let you."
"Who... Who wants you to let me go!" Lin Yifei roared, his tense muscles relaxed, and at that moment there was a feeling of swelling pain, which made him bend down unconsciously and grabbed Chris's shoulders.
Chris patted his calves with his hands, finally relaxing.
"I'll go first." After saying that, Chris got up to leave, and that sense of alienation struck again, as if his gentleness just now was all an illusion.
He took a breath and sorted out his mood. No matter what the relationship between him and Chris has become, there is only one relationship on the court, and that is "rival".