Crisis, traveling together, wanting to escape.

The next day, He Zhangsheng couldn't make it.

Mixed in with the steady stream of New Year's Eve visitors was a Lou Sifan.

He was dressed to the nines and met with Dong Ge's parents before he took hold of He Zhangsheng and dragged him to a secluded spot by the rink to talk, "It's a good thing you're here. I was worried all night."

So many years of feelings here, He Zhangsheng is not a person who holds grudges, in the last night's sage time, he also consciously reflect on his own faults.

He said, "I lost my cell phone, and I didn't mean to miss your call. I'm sorry."

"I'll give you one more." Lou Sifan said, "Just to make it up to you, okay."

He Zhangsheng said, "No."

Lou Sifan laughed, "Why do we even bother? I've even given you ice skates before."

He Zhangsheng said in a serious manner, "You can't stir up money between friends. I couldn't afford it at the time, but I bought another pair later and returned them to you."

Lou Sifan said, "I still have those ice skates."

He Zhangsheng nodded, "Me too."

In just a few words, He Zhangsheng was reminded of the grayest days of his youth.

He had a feminine look, with red lips and white teeth, and a natural glow in his eyes. However, his looks were the most despised by boys.

Standards in a child's world are as simple as they are cruel. For them, to be different is the biggest mistake of all.

Lou Sifan came along when he was almost beginning to question the meaning of his existence.

He rescued He Zhangsheng from the abyss, bought him good ice skates he couldn't afford, and said to him, "Why don't you try practicing as a tandem? You've got to learn to get out there and talk to people.

Lou Sifan had saved him, so He Zhangsheng could not bear to see him fall into another abyss.

At yesterday's family dinner, Lou Sifan, who has always been gentle and kind, exposed his inner dark side for the first time in front of He Zhangsheng.

--He was jealous of Dong Ge, so jealous that he was almost mad.

Over the past few years, compared to Dong Ge's steady rise in level, Lou Sifan's form has stagnated and even regressed, and his coach has spoken to him several times, but to no avail.

He Zhangsheng understands this dark side.

There are too few saints in this world who haven't had a dark thought or two.

But He Zhangsheng didn't want to let jealousy completely eat away at his best friend's heart.

Lou Sifan looked carefully into He Zhangsheng's eyes: "Zhangsheng, don't go away, stay for the New Year. The provincial team is too quiet, if you can't have a good New Year because of me, I'll die of guilt. Besides, you will go to Finland after the New Year, we will not be able to see each other for at least a month ......."

He Zhangsheng thought for a moment, "Uh, okay."

Lou Sifan hasn't been angry with He Zhangsheng all these years, not realizing that He Zhangsheng is as precious as a Persian cat, and can be coaxed with just a few strokes of the hair.

He surprised me by saying, "I'll go get your bags."

He Zhangsheng held down his hand and called out in a loud voice, "Dong Ge?"

He thought Dong Ge was in the room, who thought a voice hit the duo's heads not far away, "Senior."

The two looked up in unison and saw Dong Ge.

He was lying on his back at the railing above the bleachers, a steaming rag in his hand, "My parents and little uncle and the others went out to pay their respects. It's no fun for me to stay alone, so I came to clean the rink."

As soon as he saw Dong Ge's face, He Zhangsheng wondered if there was something wrong with his body.

...... heart is obviously thumping, but it always feels a little breathless.

He tilted his head and asked, "Why don't you go along to pay your respects."

Dong Ge put it succinctly, "It's too much trouble to go."

Shaking hands, signing autographs, telling skating gossip, and being coaxed to perform a "jump" are all part of the same program year after year, and it's not as much fun as cleaning up at home.

With that, he nodded slightly to Lou Sifan, "Good New Year, Lou-senpai."

Lou Sifan The corners of his mouth were a little stiff from the cold wind, "Hello."

He Zhangsheng asked, "Can I still bother you at your house these days."

Lou Sifan's palms clenched as a small fire slowly roasted his heart, making him want to scream and tell Dong Ge to go away.

Dong Ge tilted his head slightly, "Not really an intrusion if it's a senior."

He Zhangsheng: "Aunt and Uncle's Side ......"

Dong Ge: "I'll talk."

After discussing the hosting matter, He Zhangsheng turned his attention back to Lou Sifan: "Lou, if you want me to go out in the future, bring Dong Ge with you."

In He Zhangsheng's opinion, Lou Sifan and Dong Ge's exchanges are still too few.

If you bind Dong Ge to yourself, so that Lou can have a chance to talk to Dong Ge more often, you will realize that Dong Ge is a very good kid.

Lou Sifan's eyes blinked and curved out an extremely gentle arc: "Good, this time it's Lou who owes you. All listen to you."

He then raised his face and smiled at Dong Ge, "Do you have time tomorrow? Let's go to the pool hall to play."

Dong Ge nodded slightly, "Uh, okay."

After seeing Lou Sifan off, He Zhangsheng walked over to Dong Ge, who was wiping the railing: "There's still work to be done."

Dong Ge looks up and doesn't speak so nicely to He Zhangsheng: "Does senior know how to drive an ice truck?"

He Zhangsheng: "Yes." I learned it when I used to work at the ice rink in the provincial capital to earn money.

Dong Ge said, "Then let's level the ice and water it again."

He Zhangsheng: "Good."

Two big boys spent two hours leveling the empty ice rink. The edges and corners that the ice trucks can't take care of can only be solved by manually chopping the ice and pouring hot water on it.

It's such a tedious job, but the duo do it with joy.

Dong Ge gave him a lesson: "You can use warm water of about 50 degrees to pour ice, and if you can mix a little milk into it, the ice will be smooth and beautiful."

This kind of knowledge would probably sound boring to anyone else, but He Zhangsheng asked in all seriousness, "What is the ratio?"

Dong Ge told him.

In order to verify, the two cats ran into the house, holding a carton of milk out, and warm water blended together into the tank.

He Zhangsheng leaned against the passenger side of the ice truck and looked at Dong Ge with his arms wrapped around him.

He was wearing the most unusual black duffle coat and blue jeans, the tips of his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, showing a very serious look, because the injection process didn't go too well, he licked his lips, and his natural red lips showed a bit of crystal clear look.

He Zhangsheng Don't look away, and unconsciously think of last night's dance, think of these years once close cooperation, think of myself waiting for him on the sidelines, while the people in the field elf-like flying gestures.

He thought for a moment and smiled until Dong Ge called out to him, "Senpai."

He Zhangsheng: "...... ah?"

In Dong Ge's eyes, at this time, the corner of He Zhangsheng's mouth arched, cheeks stained with a light scarlet color, like a delicious peach blossom cake.

Chi Xiaochi gets in the cab and says to 061, "Mr. Six, let's go when Lou Sifan's remorse value is full next time."

061: "...... No more saving up for more?"

Chi Xiaochi Education 061: "Mr. Six, as a human being and as a system you must learn to be content."

061: "......" So dare I ask which person redeemed half a warehouse card.

In the meantime.

In a cafe, Lou Sifan and a skinny, monkey-like man sit opposite each other in the doorway.

The man lit up a cigarette, "I just don't love it when second uncle comes, a large and voluminous family, making a mess of the house."

The girl watching the store covered her nose and pointed to the sign posted on the wall, "Guest, smoking is prohibited here ......"

The skinny monkey gave the girl a sidelong glance as he pushed the glass door of the coffee shop open.

The sub-zero wind rolled into the warm spring-like coffee, freezing the girl's eyes, and she came running to close the door.

The skinny monkey squinted at the little girl's shivering and grinned.

Lou Sifan stirs milk into his coffee with one hand and presses a photo with his right, sliding his fingertips over the over-molded surface.

The skinny monkey stretched his neck, "Hey, the photo'er really brought it out."

Lou Sifan said, "Isn't that what you want to see."

Skinny Monkey reached out, "Let cousin see, which one with a handle is your date?"

Lou Sifan handed him the photo: "First row from the bottom, second from the left."

Here's a group photo taken last spring on the 30th anniversary of the provincial team's founding, in which stood twenty or so of the province's up-and-coming top skaters.

Cousin Skinny Monkey smacked his lips, "That's quite a strong-looking girl."

Lou Sifan is slightly disgruntled: "...... He doesn't love being told he's showy looking."

Cousin laughed twice and puffed out two puffs of smoke, "I know, I know. The targets are all there, when will you take them?"

He nastily extended his middle finger in a poking motion.

Lou Sifan frowned.

Unlike himself, this cousin of his has been hanging around this small county since he was a kid, calling himself a brother to a bunch of roving punks, today going to this construction site to steal some steel to sell, and tomorrow driving a modified motorcycle to intentionally blast past the girls, scaring them into screaming or cursing.

Lou Sifan has never been too keen on his cousin.

If not for the fact that he has a request this time ......

He clamped his eyebrows together in a distressed look.

Cousin: "What are you doing? Eating shit or what?"

Lou Sifan gave a bitter laugh, "I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up."

Cousin was immediately intrigued, "What's wrong? People don't want to be gay?"

Lou Sifan said, "He was pried away by someone else."

"...... I fuck?" Cousin cursed, "Didn't you say he grew up with you, who the hell pried you ah, there is no first come first served? Speak no rules?"

Lou Sifan said, "Count him in."

Cousin: "Where does he work? How old is he?"

Lou Sifan points to the photo.

Dong Ge stands in the center of the first row, the position closest to the head coach.

The skinny monkey swept over with a glance and his mouth skimmed off, "Fuck me, just this little calf with a face that looks like he's in arrears?"

Lou Sifan spoke up for him, "Cousin, don't be so hard on yourself. He's on my team."

Skinny Monkey keenly grasped the point: "He pried your wall, unloaded your tires, this fucking still teammates? ...... He also plays a skater?"

Lou Sifan laughs, "Sure, it's not bad. He's from our hometown."

The skinny monkey said, "Gee, I'll make a note of that."

Lou Sifan looked surprised, "What do you remember?"

The skinny monkey reached out and took the photo in his hand, looking closely at Dong Ge's face in the photo: "You don't have to care, drink your coffee."

Lou Sifan's face became grave, "Cousin, what are you doing?"

Skinny Monkey: "Offenders on my turf, they fucking owe it to themselves."

Lou Sifan said sharply, "No, no, really. What's this for? You can't force a relationship."

The skinny monkey took his index finger and flicked the picture, "I've told you, you don't have to care about this, ah."

Lou Sifan Judah was uneasy: "Cousin, this isn't even on my mind anymore, don't you ......"

Skinny Monkey: "You're a pussy. You put this photo here with me first, I'll take it back to show my mom."

Lou Sifan watched as the skinny monkey stowed the photo in the compartment of his duffel bag, zipped it up, and lifted his coffee cup to hide a light smile from the corner of his mouth.

Over the next few days, He Zhangsheng took Dong Ge and asked Lou Sifan out every day in order to promote their relationship.

This small county can play things are not less, video game halls, billiard halls, table games room, escape room, forest and so on and so forth add up, they play very enjoyable.

At the arcade, Dong Ge goes nowhere, holds a hundred coins in a tattered plastic bucket, and grabs a crane machine with SpongeBob SquarePants on it.

Chi Xiaochi is fishing for SpongeBob SquarePants while giving a lesson to Dong Ge in his body, "If you want to give him a gift, give him his favorite thing, the gift is not expensive, it's in the thought."

061: "......"

I understand the reasoning, but why make it hard on yourself with a handicap.

Seeing a hundred coins thrown down half, the doll machine spongebob one by one does not move like a mountain, not a shift, 061 finally looked down.

Chi Xiaochi drops another coin.

The mechanical arm hummed to life, and the three-clawed iron hook wobbled and descended, only narrowly hooking SpongeBob's right hand.

Chi Xiaochi lamented, "Ugh, this iron hook is no good."

And the next second, that weak iron hook is actually like an iron clamp, extremely fierce stuck SpongeBob's hand, SpongeBob directly hanging up, tightly and properly transported to the exit, only to let go again.

Chi Xiaochi stayed for half a day before gleefully saying, "Mr. Six, Mr. Six, look at my micro-manipulation!"

061: "......" Well, well, well, your micro-manipulation your micro-manipulation.

Holding SpongeBob in his arms, Dong Ge ran over to He Zhangsheng, who was watching Lou Sifan play with his motorcycle, and said with a cold face, "I grabbed a doll for Senpai."

This SpongeBob is so poorly made that his nose is not his nose and his eyes are not his eyes, but He Zhangsheng holds it in his arms and his heart is a little sweet.

...... Just now he had actually been peeping at Dong Ge to come.

He obviously can't fish.

Dong Ge's heart softened as he looked into his small, undying eyes.

On the ice as well ......

He said, "Thanks, I enjoyed it."

He didn't think that sentence quite expressed his feelings, so he added, "...... loved it."

Lou Sifan sits on his vibrating, roaring motorcycle, seemingly gazing ahead without distraction.

And just a dozen meters away, a group of little mongrels withdrew their gazes from sizing up Dong Ge and walked out of the arcade.