Lin Yifei had no appetite, and was still wondering if Chris would forgive himself after receiving his gift.
Tomorrow is Monday, see Chris.
All of a sudden, Lin Yifei really felt that he had become a child, I was already twenty-two... and I was going to be messed around by the twelve-year-old Chris...
At this moment, the doorbell rang. Lin Yifei thought it was because his mother didn't have to work overtime at night, and when he opened the door, he found Chris standing outside his door, which really shocked him, and he didn't know what to say for a while.
"I didn't know that you sold the log cabin to buy a saber and protective gear." Chris's words were really concise, but with this sentence, it seemed that all the knots in his heart had been untied.
Lin Yifei suddenly felt wronged, "Then you still say we are not friends."
"I'm sorry." Lin Yifei was stunned by Chris's apology.
In Lin Yifei's memory, Chris apologized to him only once, and that was when Lin Yifei's favorite football team cheerleader Katie told Lin Yifei that she liked Chris. Like a bolt from the blue, Lin Yifei sat in the school building all night playing games on the computer, refusing to say a word to Chris, and then that guy took his earphones away and forced Lin Yifei to listen to him say "I'm sorry".
"Come in... Come in!" Lin Yifei stepped aside, and Chris walked in.
Chris entered Lin Yifei's room for the first time. It was a simple two-bedroom, one-living room. Lin Yifei's room was small, and it was next to the window on the street. Chris looked down the window, just like Lin Yifei watched him hand out newspapers every morning.
"Should we eat here at night? My mother won't come back at night, and my father will stay in the factory until after eight o'clock." Lin Yifei skillfully took the dishes on the table to the kitchen to heat them up.
"Okay." Chris got up, "I'll make a call home."
"Hmm!" For some reason, Lin Yifei's mood jumped up.
There are only two dishes on the table, tomato scrambled eggs and green pepper fried meat. Lin Yifei brought two more bowls of rice, "Hehe, Mom didn't know that some friends would come to play with me, so I made ordinary things."
"It's okay, it looks delicious." Although Chris often eats the Chinese food brought back by Mrs. Lynn, it is obvious that he is not very good at holding chopsticks.
Lin Yifei let out a chuckle, "When you pick up the food like that, you will drop it immediately, come on! Let me teach you!" He pulled the stool over, sat next to Chris, and stretched out his hand to adjust the position of his chopsticks.
"Look, use your middle finger to press here, and move here and here..." Lin Yifei raised his head halfway, looked at the chopsticks, turned his face, and found that Chris was looking at him.
"What... what are you doing..." Lin Yifei let go of his hand, thinking that Chris was arrogant, maybe he didn't like others teaching him so cheerfully.
"Xiao Fei, you are very patient." Chris said lightly.
"...What did you call me just now? Xiao Fei?" Lin Yifei was stunned. Chris had never called him by his name. Just now, the word "Xiao Fei" was in Chinese with a perfect accent. Where did he learn it
"I heard your mother call you that, didn't I?"
Lin Yifei smiled, dipped his fingers in some boiled water, and wrote "Lin Yifei" on the table.
"This is how my name is written in Chinese. Lin is my surname. You all like to call me LIN, but that's not my name. My name is Yifei. Although it's not difficult to pronounce, few people call me by my name. I gave myself an English name called EASON (Eason), but KK and they still call me LIN, maybe it’s easier to pronounce.”
"Yifei." Chris read out softly, and Lin Yifei's heart trembled unnaturally.
It's been a long time, how long has it been since I heard Chris say his name in that slightly cold but faintly gentle voice? Every time he and Chris had conflicts over some things, for example, the girl he liked fell in love with Chris, for example, when Chris caught him back to the dormitory when he went to PUB for fun, or lost to Chris in the game, he would stand by Lin Yifei. Behind him, softly recited "Yifei, don't be angry."
Then, he couldn't get angry at anything.
"Haha, you pronounce my name very well!" Lin Yifei bumped him with his shoulder, "It's time to eat! Otherwise it will be cold! Don't drop rice grains on the table, I'm too lazy to wipe the table!"
After the two of them finished their meal, Lin Yifei looked out the window and it was already dark. The security here is indeed not good, so he was worried about letting Chris go home like this.
"Chris, are you staying at my house today? Shall we have class together tomorrow?"
"Okay." Chris nodded, Lin Yifei didn't expect him to agree so readily.
"Oops! Chris how did you come to our house?"
"bicycle."
"Bicycle? Where did you throw your bicycle?"
"Your house is downstairs."
"Pig head! The bicycle is going to be brought into the house! What if it is stolen by someone else!" Lin Yifei hurried downstairs, and saw the bicycle was leaning against the door without a lock. Maybe the law and order in the United States is better than that in China, but it can't be like this...
The bicycle was brought in, and the two of them sat in the narrow living room watching TV. Not long after, Lin Yifei's father came back and saw Chris enthusiastically went out to buy another bottle of soda and came back. He also searched the cabinet for a long time to find a pillow for Chris to sleep on at night.
It was almost nine o'clock, and Lin's father rushed the two children to take a bath. Lin Yifei dug out a set of clean pajamas, and dragged Chris to the bathroom.
It wasn't until Lin Yifei was completely naked that he realized that Chris was still standing there. Lin Yifei was embarrassed, and then remembered that although Lao Mei was open, she valued privacy very much.
"Well... If you're embarrassed... I'll finish washing before you come in?"
Who knew that Chris also took off his clothes, "It's okay."
Lin Yifei stood on tiptoe and took off the nozzle, "It seems that you Americans like to take a bath, but it's a waste of water."
While speaking, Lin Yifei held the nozzle to help Chris flush the water. At this time, Chris was still very thin, and he couldn't see the graceful muscles and elegant and powerful figure ten years later.
After the two of them took a shower, it was a little hot, so Lin Yifei turned on the electric fan and stood in front of it and blew it violently. It was Chris who said, "I'm going to catch a cold."
"Okay, okay!" Lin Yifei muttered, and took out his set of protective gear to show off to Chris, "Look, I also have a set, and then we can have a duel."
At night, the two of them were lying on the bed, Lin Yifei couldn't help being excited, and talked a lot about his childhood, the two of them turned sideways, facing each other. Although it was a bit hot, Lin Yifei didn't feel it at all.
Gradually sleepy, Lin Yifei unconsciously fell asleep, he didn't know, but Chris still looked at him with his eyes open.
After a long time, when Lin Yifei's breathing was prolonged, Chris stretched out his fingertips and lightly touched the tip of Lin Yifei's childish nose, as if to confirm whether this person really existed.
Lin Yifei's eyelashes trembled, and he smacked his mouth, sleeping soundly. Chris froze there, and after two or three seconds, he seemed to be tempted by something again. He gently lifted Lin Yifei's eyelashes with his fingers. The soft and delicate feeling made him reluctant to withdraw his fingers.
The next morning, when Chris got up, Lin Yifei also woke up in a daze.
"Chris... are you going to deliver papers..."
"Um."
Lin Yifei got up with his eyes closed, "I'll go with you."
"No, it's too early."
"It's okay." Lin Yifei stretched his waist and walked to the kitchen. His mother was preparing to make breakfast, and she couldn't help being surprised to see her son getting up so early.
"Mom, Chris and I are delivering newspapers, and we'll be back for breakfast later."
"Oh, is that kid going to deliver newspapers so early? Look at how sensible he is!"
Lin Yifei gave a smirk, brushed his teeth and washed his face, then carried Chris' bicycle downstairs.
"Hey, you don't think it's heavy for me to sit behind you?"
"No, if you are sleepy, you can rely on me to sleep." Chris just rode up like this. They went to collect the newspapers and distributed them along the street.
Lin Yifei found it very interesting, and Chris was in charge of riding the bicycle. Every time he rode to the door of a house, Lin Yifei would go down and put the newspaper at the door of the house, and then continue to the next house.
When he arrived at Chris's house, he asked Lin Yifei to watch the bicycle, and went up to take off the schoolbag by himself. As soon as Lin Yifei raised his head, he saw Mrs. Lin En smiling at him on the window sill.
When I returned to Lin's house again, breakfast was ready, and there were still two lunch boxes on the dining table.
"Xiao Fei, I don't know if your friend is used to Chinese food, but I prepared some for him to take to school."
While drinking porridge, Lin Yifei grabbed a steamed bun for Chris, winked as if saying that it was delicious, and said with a full mouth, "Thank you, Mom!"
Mother Lin turned her head and sighed, "Xiao Fei, what you don't want to eat is like a starving ghost reincarnated. Look at your classmate, how educated he is when he eats."
"Hey..." Lin Yifei looked at Chris and smiled dryly.
After that, Chris drove Lin Yifei back to school.
KK was surprised, and even punched Lin Yifei's back with a pencil, "I said, have you reconciled with that guy?"
"Yeah." Lin Yifei deliberately covered his mouth with his hands and whispered to KK, "I found out that her mother is actually a music teacher. Last night I saw his mother teaching the children next door to play the piano. They play very well."
"Really?" KK looked at Chris in disbelief.
"Yes." Lin Yifei nodded.
Normally, Lin Yifei and Chris would still go to that canal. Lin Yifei was there to teach Chris footwork.
"You have to pay attention to the timing of sending out the sword when sliding." Lin Yifei raised his left hand, made a stabbing posture with his right, and then slid out with a big sliding step, so chic that people couldn't close their eyes.
At the beginning, Chris' timing was not good, but after Lin Yifei corrected him a few times, Chris improved rapidly.
And on weekends, the two of them would fight with their protective gear and swords, but unfortunately Lin Yifei was afraid of the heat, so he had to take off his protective gear in two or three minutes.