He opened his mouth wide, but couldn't make a sound.
He thought that the most painful thing was to say goodbye to Chris in the church before rebirth.
At that time he had too many regrets. And at this moment, he was really in pain.
Stretching out his hand to hold the ring hanging around his neck, he suddenly felt so cold.
Sitting in the car, Chris closed his eyes as he watched the campus gradually getting away.
George adjusted the position of the rearview mirror and said softly, "Master, if you want to cry, you can cry."
"Why should I cry?" Chris raised his chin, and the corners of his lips rose slightly, pulling out a sharp curve, "From today onwards, I will not cry again, and I will not shed a single tear. All my patience will be doubled Give it back to those guys."
George paused, something was different about his young master.
Back at Ozburn's house, the servants had already started tidying up Chris's room. All the photos about Lin Yifei, the log cabin and the protective gear that Lin Yifei gave Chris were all cleaned up.
Mr. Osborne knocked on Chris's door, "Don't blame me. These are all requested by De Niro. He will come again tonight, you have to be mentally prepared."
"I know." Sitting in front of the desk, Chris took the Chinese book with the bookmark still pinned to that page.
Hold your hand and grow old with you.
"Do you know that when your mother is living a hard and painful life, how do you hold back? Or do you actually not love her that much?"
Mr. Osborne smiled lightly, "Because I believe that I will let her return to me. Don't you have such confidence, Chris?"
"But you didn't make Mommy happy."
Mr. Osborne lowered his head with a self-deprecating expression, "So you must be happy, Chris."
After dinner, De Niro came to Ozburn's house with a cane.
He motioned for himself to speak to Chris alone.
The two came to the study and sat on both sides of the table. The air was silent, as if the books on the bookshelf were about to fall down at any moment.
"Have you sorted out your mood yet?" De Niro asked with a smile.
"How do you mean to tidy up? Take all my things away? Or are you planning to find a psychiatrist to hypnotize me?"
"Time will overwhelm everything, your memory, your impulse, and those eternal determinations." De Niro smiled.
"I'm ready to leave Washington for New York. I hope you keep your promise and don't touch him again."
"That depends on whether you can meet the three conditions I asked for."
"Say it."
"First, you can't take the initiative to meet with that boy in the future, you can't contact him including mobile phone, email or letter, and ask others to pass it on, and you can't support him financially or in other ways."
"Second, you want to get engaged to Elizabeth and stabilize the relationship between the Ozzy family and the Taylor family."
"Third, I have nothing against you practicing fencing, but you have to start running the family business and learn from your father."
Chris kept looking at De Niro coldly, "Then I also have two conditions."
"Oh? Let's hear it." De Niro raised his hand.
"First, don't use any excuses to endanger the lives, careers and studies of Lin's family and friends. I can have no contact with him, but that doesn't mean I can tolerate you doing things when I can't see them."
"This condition is very fair, and I can agree. As long as you don't have any contact with him, then I won't spend so much time messing up a Chinese boy's life."
"Second, if I see him in the fencing arena, I will fight him fairly and justly."
"Yes, if you want to be successful in any field, you must have a good opponent. But you don't want to make any extra contact with him through the game."
"certainly."
"Then I've reached an agreement with you." De Niro reached out to shake Chris's hand.
But the other party just stood up, put his hands on the table, leaned forward and looked at De Niro.
Chris pulled the corners of his lips, and there was cruelty in his eyes.
"Don't let me know that you do any tricks behind your back. Anyway, there is nothing in this family that I am attached to. I can destroy myself, and you can find other stupid pigs to be the heirs of the Ozbon family. Look at them Spoiled the family and left it devastated by moths."
De Niro applauded, "Yes, yes, you know where your bargaining chips are, and you also understand what I like about you."
"If possible, try not to see you again." After saying this, Chris got up and walked out of the study.
Back in the room, the servants had already started packing Chris' luggage. Tomorrow Chris is leaving for New York.
When the servants left, Chris sat in the slightly empty room, subconsciously scanning the place where Lin Yifei's photos had been placed, the bedside where the cabin was placed.
At this moment, George walked in and stood in front of Chris.
"Master, I think you will need this."
George sent an old woolen scarf to Chris. It was wrapped around his neck by Lin Yifei in winter, and he carried it home like this afterwards.
"In New York, if winter comes, you can hang around him."
This was the only thing related to Lin Yifei that was not cleared away by De Niro's people. Probably George took it out of the room beforehand.
"Thank you." Chris stretched out his hand to take it, as if Lin Yifei's body temperature still remained in the thick wool.
With Chris's departure, Lin Yifei became depressed. Jenny, who was in the same class, knew that Lin Yifei was sad because of his friend's departure, so she would sit by his side both in and out of class, and although she couldn't say anything useful, she accompanied him very caringly.
Two days later, Ai Wei moved into Lin Yifei's dormitory. He had his trademark baby-faced smile, and even Catherine came to help him unpack.
Lin Yifei knew that Ai Wei must have applied to live with him on purpose. Both he and Catherine were afraid that Lin Yifei would be lonely.
"Fortunately, I applied quickly, otherwise that fellow Rex would have moved here first!" Catherine said triumphantly while helping Ivy organize the bookshelves.
"Knowing that I moved here first, Rex also said that I would 'look good' during club practice..." Ivy looked very worried.
"What's the matter? He can't really kill you with a sword! Think about it, if Rex moved into this room and harassed Lin every day, would Lin still need to sleep?"
When Catherine said this, Lin Yifei, who had been depressed all the time, burst out laughing.
Lin Yifei's life is still going on, but something is changing.
He no longer stays in bed in the morning, wakes up on time at 6:40 for a morning run, quits online games, and goes to bed at 11 every night. And he practiced very hard in club activities, as if he wanted to burn all his energy.
On the first weekend Chris left, Lin Yifei came to the fencing gym to practice basic movements. When there is no competition on weekends, many club members will practice here. Rex was there too. He has always been proud and arrogant, but Lin Yifei knows that talent does not determine everything, Rex's level comes from his diligence.
Especially now, it was already eight o'clock in the evening, there was no opponent, and Rex was still practicing basic movements.
Lin Yifei noticed the lights in the fencing gym, so he came to have a look. When Rex repeated the stabbing action for nearly fifty times, he finally spoke.
"Isn't it boring to practice like this? It's not air standing opposite you on the field. I'll be your opponent."
Rex turned his head slowly, teasingly said: "I thought Chris is gone, you will be immersed in the sadness of being dumped for a long time, I am still thinking about how to sneak in, but look at your It looks like nothing."
Lin Yifei put on the mask and walked in front of him, posing in a ready pose.
"Rex, my heart aches. If I can, I hope practicing with you can make me forget everything." Lin Yifei raised his sword tip, provocatively.
Rex also stood opposite him, "I bet, Chris must have told you not to be with me, I'm a dangerous person."
As soon as the words fell, Lin Yifei stabbed with his sword, the speed seemed to pierce the air.
Rex was stabbed and took two steps back, "Hey! You haven't called the start yet, you are breaking the rules."
"It's already started!"
Lin Yifei's attack was calm and sharp, it was the first time that Rex experienced such Lin Yifei, as if he was undergoing a transformation. This also made Rex excited, and every sword made him concentrate. As long as the sword fight continued, Rex seemed to be able to go to a higher and farther place.
The two fought tirelessly, except for Chris, Lin Yifei had never been this crazy.
When ten o'clock in the evening came and the manager of the fencing gym knocked on the door to remind them to leave, this seemingly endless contest finally stopped.
The two hurriedly changed their clothes, and walked back to the dormitory with their protective gear.
Rex looked up at the stars in the night sky, and stretched out his voice, "Actually, you are a bomb. Chris is your lead, and he will detonate you as soon as he leaves."
Lin Yifei smiled softly, "I finally forgot about him for a while, why did you bring it up again?"
"...Because I can't control myself not to be jealous of him. Even if you leave like that, you still can't give up on him."
The two of them walked to the door of the dormitory.
"Get stronger, Lin," Rex said softly, "dazzling and bright, so that bastard Chris has to look at you."
"Thank you." Lin Yifei waved his hand, seeming to melt into the night.
"Lin—" Rexham called out to him.
"What's wrong?" Lin Yifei turned around.
"... nothing, good night." Rex turned around and let out a soft breath. At that moment, he had an illusion that Lin Yifei would just disappear.
With the scorching summer vacation approaching, Lin Yifei returned to Chen Linji.
From the second day after Chris left, Chen Lin Kee resumed business. Lin Yifei vaguely understood that Chen Linji might be one of the bargaining chips to threaten Chris.
The whole summer vacation was uneventful. Occasionally, Lin Yifei would take out his mobile phone and look through the text messages Chris sent to him. Each one is so short that it takes less than a minute to read through twenty or thirty text messages. He still kept the photo of Chris smiling, stroking with his fingers, Lin Yifei's nose became sore again.
When will the next time they meet again
"Xiao Fei! Xiao Fei! You have a friend here!" Mother Lin called him loudly on the first floor.
Probably Rex, this guy has a wealthy family, and almost every day he asks Lin Yifei to go to the fencing club to practice fencing. In fact, Lin Yifei was very grateful to him. Every time the two of them practiced, they were exhausted and forgot the slight pain of the heart being cut open.
Walking to the door, seeing the graceful figure slowly walking up the stairs, he couldn't help but froze there.
The gentle hair swayed gently with the pace of the visitor, and the elegance of the corners of the eyes and brows made it hard to think of his ruthlessness in the fencing field when he pushed his opponent into a corner.
"Kevin... Kevin? Phil..." Lin Yifei read out the other party's name.
"Why are you so surprised to see me?" Kevin smiled and walked in front of Lin Yifei, "Why don't you let me go in and sit for a while?"
"Of course!" Lin Yifei hurriedly gave way to the entrance, and a burst of joy suddenly surged in his heart, "When did you come to the United States?"
Kevin randomly pulled the chair in front of Lin Yifei's desk and looked around his room, "This is the first time I've been in your room, so it looks like this."
Lin Yifei felt a little embarrassed, and scratched his head, "Haha, boys' rooms are not very tidy."
"It's pretty tidy already. I'm afraid your mother spent a lot of time tidying it up for you."
"How long have you been in America?"
"Two months. The first half of the month is an adjustment vacation, and the next one and a half months is to practice with some famous American players."
Kevin tapped the photo on Lin Yifei's desktop with his finger, and asked half-jokingly, "Where's your little boyfriend?"
"You mean Chris? He transferred to New York."
Kevin easily captured the sadness in Lin Yifei's eyes.
"Well, that guy is not here, no one is looking at you, so I can be with you freely. Actually, I came to ask you something."
"What's up?"
"In half a year, the World Junior Fencing Championships will start in Washington, USA. Do you want to join the US junior fencing team? They are recruiting athletes now. At this stage, the overall level of American fencing is still far behind many European countries, such as Britain and Italy. There is a certain gap between France and France. I think the American Fencing Federation may have some headaches in selecting the members of the junior fencing team this time."
"Me?" Lin Yifei cheered up when he heard the news.
"Of course it's you." Kevin stretched out his index finger funnyly and held Lin Yifei's chin towards himself. Obviously other people did some frivolous moves, but Kevin did it elegantly and gently, "I have already written a recommendation to the American fencing team. Believe it."
"Ha! I love you so much!" Lin Yifei hugged Kevin's neck, the other party was slightly taken aback, then smiled and hugged him tightly.
"Don't be too happy too early. Even if you are selected for the youth fencing team, you must rank in the top two in the team to be eligible to participate in the individual competition."
"But anyway, thank you!"
"Then why don't you pack your protective gear now and follow me to the Sword Federation to register, and there will be a special coach to test your level by the way."
"So fast?"
"Time waits for no one." Kevin raised his chin, and Lin Yifei immediately reacted and packed his things quickly.
Kevin propped his head up, watching Lin Yifei raise his head and squat down like a groundhog, and muttered in a voice only he could hear: "You are so cute, how could he be willing to leave you?"
"Okay! Let's go!" Lin Yifei smiled brightly at him, and Kevin was a little dazed.
"Let's go."
They took a taxi and arrived at the fencing gym where the fencing team was.
Even though Kevin has kept a low profile, his appearance has attracted the attention of many people. Lin Yifei followed behind him, a little unaccustomed to the sight of others.
Kevin glanced at Lin Yifei behind him, couldn't help but smile, took his wrist and pulled him to open a door.
Inside, there was the crisp sound of sword blades colliding. Two pairs of athletes were practicing. A tall man looked at the athletes on the field with his back to Kevin, and roared a few times from time to time: "Reed! How much did I tell you? Over and over again! The rhythm under your feet! The rhythm! How many games have you participated in? Still being led by the nose!"
It seems that the coach's temper is hot.
It wasn't until halftime that Kevin called out the opponent's name, "Coach Lippmann."
Lippman raised his hand, "No time!"
"Goethe Lippmann, since you're so busy, I'll take Lin to have something to eat and take a walk around the amusement park before watching a movie. Come back next month."
Lippman paused, turned around, and immediately walked over with a big hug, "Ah! It's you, Kevin! I thought it was another annoying staff member or Jianlian official!"
When I looked at my back just now, Coach Lippman made people feel pressured, but now he seems approachable.
His eyes swept over Lin Yifei behind Kevin, with a sense of scrutiny, which made Lin Yifei feel pressured suddenly.
"Ah, this is Lin? The boy you mentioned in your email?"
"What are you dissatisfied with?" Kevin put his arm on Lin Yifei's shoulder, "Obviously you watched his game video many times after you received my letter, and then told the staff to give you this young man quickly Find it, now that I personally brought him here, you don't seem very happy?"
"Kevin, I'm trying to establish a majesty as a coach." Lippman touched the top of his half-naked head, then turned around and waved to one of the athletes, "Reed, come here."
Reed trotted over, "What's the matter, Coach?"
"Practice with him. His name is Lin, and he was introduced by Kevin."
When Lippmann said this, Reed glanced at Lin Yifei with a sense of crisis.
"This is Reed. He is nineteen years old this year. He performed well in the last World Championships and reached the quarter-finals." Although Lippman was very strict with Reid just now, it can be seen that he has a lot of affection for him. hope.
"Hey, is your name Lin?" Reed shook hands with Lin Yifei, "Don't be nervous, we just try to practice and let the coach feel your level."
"OK, thanks."
Lin Yifei went to change the protective gear, and when he entered the fencing room again, Kevin and Lippmann were already standing on the sidelines.
"When I don't wear the protective gear, I feel that the child is a little weak. I don't know if it is because the skeleton of the oriental is slender."
"Aha," Kevin raised his eyebrows, "don't be fooled by these appearances. I'm afraid your Reed will be hit to his pride today."
Lippmann signaled to start with great interest.
Although Reed was polite to Lin Yifei, the recommendation from two-time world champion Kevin Phil inevitably made him hostile. At the very beginning, Reed stepped out with a lunge to block Lin Yifei's sword Chop on his shoulder. Almost in an instant, Lin Yifei's sword blocked his slash, and Reid, who diverted his attack, stepped back to defend, and then switched sides twice, so fast that it was unimaginable that this was the attack of a fifteen or six-year-old boy. sword. Reid responded calmly, while Lin Yifei made a feint, bypassing the tip of Reed's sword and stabbing him in the shoulder.
"Ah, Lin scored." Kevin said softly.
The surprise in Lippmann's eyes was well restrained.
The two continued to return to the preparation line. Naturally, Reed did not dare to underestimate Lin Yifei, this sword could be said to be full of strength. Four or five sword attacks in succession made people overwhelmed. After tapping the sword, he made a straight thrust. Lin Yifei seized the opportunity to switch from defense to attack after a thrilling defense. After tapping the sword twice, he lunged and stabbed out. It was not easy for Reed to enter the quarterfinals of the World Championships. He not only reversed the sword, but also cut Lin Yifei's arm.
Although Lin Yifei lost this point, his performance was remarkable. Lippmann folded his arms and nodded slightly.
The purely tentative level of the game has become full of gunpowder. Of course, Reid couldn't bear to lose points in front of a person without any competition experience, and his attacks became more and more fierce.
Lin Yifei responded calmly, constantly looking for opportunities for Reid to score again after losing points.
Just like that, two rounds passed, the score was 12 to 11, and Lin Yifei fell behind by one point.
Lippman clapped his hands: "Okay, that's it."
Lin Yifei put away his sword and stood outside the preparation line.
Reed looked at him and took off his mask.
Lippman's reason for calling a timeout is very simple. From these two rounds, he found that Lin Yifei's observation skills are quite keen. It was dug out by Lin Yifei. This really surprised Lippman, Lin Yifei acted like a veteran in the battlefield, more than calm.
"Are you still at Ghosn Middle School?"
"Ah... yes." Lin Yifei ran his fingers through the hanging hair.
"Where's the personal trainer?" Lippman wanted to know who the coach of this young man was. Although he was young, all his technical movements were very standardized. In the two games just now, Lippman didn't find any flaws in terms of technique.
"...Not yet." This is the question Lin Yifei is most afraid of being asked. He knows that his fencing level should have few rivals among his peers, and it is impossible to explain it without a personal trainer. But it is impossible for him to tell Lippman that he has been coached by a personal trainer before his rebirth, so even without a personal trainer in this life, he still knows technical specifications and many strategies and tactics.