Lin Yifei couldn't get up on the ground, Chris walked over and pulled him up, "Go take a shower and change your clothes, or you'll catch a cold."
Chris pulled Lin Yifei out of the fencing room, and when he passed by Elizabeth, Lin Yifei seemed a little embarrassed, and withdrew his hand from Chris. But Chris still dragged him upstairs without saying a word.
Elizabeth frowned, a hypothesis flashed through her mind, and her whole body trembled slightly.
The idea was ridiculous and ridiculous, but Elizabeth couldn't help thinking about it over and over again.
During dinner, Lin Yifei had already changed into Chris's shirt, the sleeves were slightly long and rolled up around his wrists.
The servants put the dinner on the table, and the whole space was filled with the fragrance of food.
The afternoon's practice made Lin Yifei very hungry, so he rushed down the stairs after leaving Chris' room. As soon as his feet stepped out, Chris put his arms around his waist and hugged him back.
"How many times have I told you not to run down the stairs!"
Chris's expression can be described as gloomy.
Elizabeth, who was sitting at the table, also raised her head, because Chris would hardly lose his temper with Lin Yifei.
"It's okay, isn't there a carpet? Even if it really falls, it won't hurt..." Lin Yifei's arm was completely twisted by Chris, and he immediately babbled, "Oh! Oh! Let go!"
Chris let go of Lin Yifei, stared at him and walked slowly downstairs.
At that moment, Elizabeth finally understood why she returned to the Ozborne house from the girls' school one day and found that every staircase was covered with thick carpets. Elizabeth once asked George why such a thick carpet was used in summer. George's answer eluded her, for safety's sake. Now Elizabeth finally understands that this "safety" is not for everyone, but only for Lin Yifei.
During the whole dinner, Elizabeth did not say a word. She was just observing, and those little details that made her jealous seemed to use the absurd reason in her mind to find the answer at once.
In the evening, Lin Yifei asked George to take him home.
"Wouldn't it be better to just sleep here?" Chris said.
"I saw you every day at school. Now that I'm on vacation, of course I have to go back to my own home."
Elizabeth smiled and said, "That's right, you're all so old, Chris, you want Lin to sleep with you every time. Lin won't be able to stand you either."
"Liz." Chris glanced over coldly.
But Lin Yifei is very grateful to Elizabeth, because he knows the consequences of sleeping with Chris. It’s fine if he just presses himself down and kisses. Chris will definitely help him with a handjob. Sometimes it’s hard to control him and he will...
At Lin Yifei's insistence that night, George sent him back to Chinatown.
The winter vacation passed quickly, and the winter chill had passed by the time school started.
The most important thing in the second half of the semester is the national finals.
In the first week, everyone dealt with the admission matters, and the fencing club ushered in intense training. Lin Yifei was exhausted every time he participated in club activities, because he was the main force in the team competition, and Coach Smith was also stricter with him.
Seeing him sitting on a chair with a towel on his head, that guy Rex always wants to laugh.
One day, he even squatted in front of Lin Yifei, put his hand up his chin, and said with a smile: "Dear Lin, your physical strength is so weak that you can't even enjoy being your lover."
Then Lin Yifei would show him his middle finger and curse "FUCKYOU".
"If you really want to come and fuck me, you know I'm going to be sleepless looking forward to it." Rex even turned his head to make a gesture of kissing him, a saber fell on his shoulder, Chris coldly The voice sounded.
"The next round is my duel with you."
"It's boring, I almost kissed him."
Since Rex confessed his love to Lin Yifei, some of his behaviors have become less and less concealed. This also makes the smell of gunpowder between him and Chris stronger.
In the first quarter-final of the national final, both Chris and Rex successfully resolved their opponents. I have to say that there are indeed many strong players in the national finals, and Lin Yifei was nervous watching from the audience.
In the team competition, Lin Yifei's opponent was very tough. After three rounds in a row, his advantage was only two points. Fortunately, Rex's momentum was like a rainbow. In the end, they advanced to the quarterfinals with a score of 45 to 43.
Back at the school dormitory, before Lin Yifei had time to put down his backpack, Chris kissed forcefully, his hands anxiously pulled off Lin Yifei's backpack, threw it on the ground, and then pushed him into the bathroom. He took off Lin Yifei's T-shirt and started kissing his neck and shoulders.
Lin Yifei understands the impulsiveness of adolescent boys in certain aspects, and Chris has already begun to change his voice. The previously cold voice has become a little hoarse, inexplicably full of temptation, especially when he whispers in Lin Yifei's ear, Lin Yifei I can't even hold it.
"Chris...Chris come on..."
When Chris touched Lin Yifei's thighs with his palms and even wanted to lift them up to wrap around his waist, Lin Yifei had no choice but to push him away.
Then Chris would look at him with a very lonely look, grabbing Lin Yifei's hand and stroking that hot spot.
"Chris, what's the matter with you recently?" Lin Yifei asked in his ear.
"I regret not participating in the team competition."
Lin Yifei couldn't help laughing, this guy must be concerned about Rex's high fives and hugs with him during the team competition.
The past few weeks have passed quickly, and the saber team of Ghosn Middle School performed exceptionally well. In the fourth week of the national finals, Chris and Rex defeated their opponents in the semifinals to advance to the finals, which means that regardless of the final Whoever is the champion must belong to Ghosn. In the team competition, they also ushered in the final with Coventry Middle School in New York.
Pan, who has always been nervous, received invitation letters from several universities before the final, which doubled Pan's confidence.
Sitting on the bedside and playing games, Lin Yifei turned his head to look at Chris from time to time. The other party was always reading a book quietly. It seemed that even Lin Yifei couldn't reach the peace in his heart.
"I've been thinking, what do you think before every final?"
It was eleven o'clock, and it was the time when Lin Yifei and Chris agreed to go offline. Lin Yifei turned off the computer and asked while lying on the bed with his head propped up.
"Miss you." Chris still didn't take his eyes off the book in his hand.
"What do you want me to do? I'm not your opponent in the final." Lin Yifei asked amusedly.
"Because you will definitely look at me."
"Cut! Narcissism!" Lin Yifei turned to face the wall, but his heart was beating faster than usual. In fact, he knew what answer Chris would give, because whatever that guy did seemed to be just to make Lin Yifei focus on him.
When he couldn't see, Chris put down the book in his hand, turned his face and stared quietly at his back, then smiled and reached out to turn off the bedside lamp.
On the day of the final, the school bus sent the fencing team to the competition venue. Lin Yifei became nervous inexplicably. He had participated in so many international competitions before his rebirth and was able to remain calm, so why couldn't he calm down today
He thumped his chest, which drew a chuckle from Rex diagonally across.
Chris beside him unscrewed the Pocari and handed it to Lin Yifei.
After taking two sips, Lin Yifei let out a breath, and he suddenly understood why he was so nervous. Because he will be in the same fencing gym as Chris for the finals, albeit in a different event.
In the morning, the final of the individual competition will be held, and then the second and third places will be determined.
Accompanying Chris into the locker room, Lin Yifei helped him arrange the gloves and protective gear.
They didn't say anything to each other, everything was quiet.
On the other hand, Rex on the other side of the closet looked much more relaxed. He had already put on his protective gear, and he came over and leaned against the closet to look at the two of them.
"If I win, can Chris promise me a request?" Rex raised his eyebrows with an interesting expression.
Before Chris could answer, Lin Yifei stood between the two of them: "Hey! I warn you not to bet on me!"
Especially the kind of nonsense drama where whoever wins has to kiss.
"Don't worry, this is a bet between me and Chris, and Lin doesn't need to do anything." Rex had an expression of "you're too fussy".
Chris gently pulled Lin Yifei away, looked into Rex's eyes, and sneered at the corner of his mouth, "Tell me about your request."
"My request is very simple. I will change the dormitory with you for a week, which means I will live with Lin for a week."
"If I beat you," Chris turned his head sideways, his gaze became sharper, "then you can no longer look at Yifei except during sparring and competition."
"Ah, this is really an overlord's clause!" Rex looked at Lin Yifei with an aggrieved face.
And Lin Yifei couldn't bear it anymore.
"Can you two stop being so childish!"
"no."
"no."
At this time, the tacit understanding between the two of them was really speechless.
When it was time to enter, Chris and Rex walked side by side in the aisle. Lin Yifei watched from afar, and suddenly felt pain in his temple.
The two stood at both ends of the preparation line. Before the match even started, the smell of gunpowder was faintly in the air.
As soon as the game started, Rex suddenly accelerated and started a sharp and continuous attack. After Chris shifted to fight back twice, suddenly a long lunge stab Rex leaned back and escaped in a thrilling manner. But in fact, Chris Zhi was not here. The gap at this moment allowed him to regain the right to attack. After two strikes with the sword, he switched sides and attacked. Rex was hit at the moment of switching positions, and Chris scored a point first. .
Sitting in the auditorium, Lin Yifei held his breath nervously. The two of them were even more nervous than they were in the finals in Washington. Every sword has a hidden mystery, which makes people's heartbeat stop.