During the Snowstorm

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Yin Guo was beside the sink, but the three "trust me" knocked him to the softest place in his heart. She had no resistance at all, and she disarmed and surrendered almost as soon as she saw it, and even felt a deep sense of guilt for bullying honest people.

However, he really does not have an honest face.

Their sport has high requirements on court etiquette, and it needs gentlemen, and then gentlemen.

But in her eyes, these men are also ordinary people, and many of them will make dirty jokes when they get along with each other in private, they will make fun of girls, and they will talk to each other more than each other. Of course, there are those who are restrained and restrained, such as cousin and Li Qingyan.

But Lin Yiyang in the past must not be a restrained person.

In his own words, he is the kind of boy who is not stingy, bad and bastard. When Yin Guo thought of him, he could think of the people he often encountered in junior high school, sitting on the parallel bars in the school, skipping classes to smoke, hanging out with a group of social youth at the school gate, and fighting in the billiard hall.

But such a person.

When he doesn't talk shit, doesn't cost you, he has irresistible lethality.

Sunday, Thursday.

There are five days left.

There are five days before we meet again. I really want to see him.

***

Lin Yiyang was on the platform, waiting for Yin Guo's reply, he was afraid that if he entered the subway again, there would be no signal.

There is only one subway stop away from Yinguo's hotel, and it is still in the bustling downtown area.

Someone was beating a tambourine, kneeling on a tattered blanket and singing. People came and went, pausing to listen very little. Only someone like Lin Yiyang would stand aside and accompany the drummer.

A minute later, Yin Guo had a reply.

RedFish: I'll see you off at the train station, go out now, see you at the train station.

When this message was received, another subway stopped.

A group of children descended from the two carriages, carrying clubs. They were teenagers who participated in the next week's Open, talking and laughing as they passed by Lin Yiyang. Among them, two black-haired girls turned their heads, glanced at Lin Yiyang, smiled and whispered, communicating that it was rare to meet such a handsome black-haired and black-eyed Asian man on the street.

However, the man who was spotted could only see a line of words in front of him.

He looked at the gypsy-style drummer and told her in a very rhythmic sound.

Lin: I'm at the next stop. on the platform.

***

When Yin Guo ran into the subway car, panting as he watched the door close, after three seconds of self-examination, he felt that one word to describe himself was very apt: lustful and wise.

She began to reflect on when she had looked at him differently.

It must be earlier than that glass of wine, it must be.

It was in the Chinese golf room in Flushing that day, when he turned his back to himself, weighed the ball in his hand, and persuaded everyone to increase their stakes, it was he who said "Let me see your strength" to start...

Every athlete will have a winning heart, no matter how deeply hidden and how humble, it is still in the bones. Some want to win over others, and some want to win over themselves. Competitive people will naturally appreciate the strong.

In the carriage, the station is already reporting.

The next stop is here.

Lin Yiyang had said that he would wait on the platform and tell her not to get off the bus.

When the car entered the platform, she looked out the window through the door, looking for his figure.

Soon, people will be seen.

He was carrying a sports backpack alone, and was looking for people in the carriage with his eyes beside the platform. The two of them entered the platform at the same entrance at the hotel's stop. Naturally, the difference between the boarding positions was not too far, so Lin Yiyang could estimate the approximate location of the carriage she was in. As soon as the door of the carriage opened, he came up.

Yin Guo held on to the metal pole beside the seat and watched him walk into the carriage, pass through most of the carriage, and stand in front of him.

"I've seen the coach anyway, and the training time is flexible. It's okay to send you there and come back again," she said.

In public, Lin Yiyang couldn't do any excessive action, just lowered his head and looked at her.

The strange Lin Yiyang, or the real Lin Yiyang.

At this moment, he is not a gentleman, but he is squatting outside the billiards hall, using his eyes to provoke bad boys who like girls.

Because Yin Guo was good-looking since he was a child, he always met this kind of person, but his cousin had many friends, and it was said that no one could pick up Meng Xiaodong's girl in the school and the nearby neighborhood, so he was most amused by people's eyes.

It used to be annoying, but now...

Being seen, the layers of the face are hot, not hot, just hot.

"If you don't speak again, I'll get off the station and go back." She couldn't take it anymore and complained in a low voice.

"I don't speak well," he said honestly, "I'm afraid of offending you if I talk too much."

In fact, thinking about it, he didn't say a few serious words to her.

The two chat little.

"You used to be like this too?" Yin Guo asked curiously, "Don't like to talk?"

"Almost," Lin Yiyang recalled, "you don't have to worry about talking to men."

She understands that.

The better the relationship between men, the more they hurt each other and swear at each other. The better the relationship between women, the more gossip they have to exchange, and the more likely they are to gossip about emotional issues. It is a completely different way of communication.

"And the girl?" she asked again.

"Girl?" he said, "I guess she is afraid of me and rarely talks to me."

"No girl you want to take the initiative to communicate with? Never?" She didn't quite believe it.

He Lin Yiyang knew what the point of her question was, and asked her: "Have you seen your brother take the initiative to anyone in the past?"

Yin Guo shook his head. Meng Xiaodong is a weirdo, arrogant to death.

He asked again: "So, do you think I will be worse than your brother?"

Finally, I finally met a megalomaniac like Meng Xiaodong.

Yin Guo was speechless by his choking.

However, she quickly discovered the inexactness - he took the initiative, he chased himself.

At the same time, Lin Yiyang also discovered the flaw in this speech, but he didn't break it, but just glanced at her, tacitly knowing. So it's not megalomaniac, it's that you haven't met someone who can make you fall, and everyone who is so proud is the same, and all living beings are equal.

Soon it was a new stop, in other words, the two got along for another stop.

"Why do you say I have a girlfriend in Washington?" he whispered, his voice above her head.

"I think... it's too fast," she confessed, "I'm not very at ease."

Even if he was already standing in the subway car with him in front of him, it lacked realism. Mysterious, mysterious, impulsive.

It's hard to tell clearly, knowing that I'm not calm, but I'm more afraid of regret.

If she rejects Lin Yiyang rationally, the two will return to their respective life trajectories, and they will gradually stop communicating, or keep in touch, and one day in the future, they will learn the news of his marriage and childbirth...

Just thinking about it makes me uncomfortable. Very uncomfortable.

"Tell me, how can I prove my innocence?" he asked again, this time in a relaxed tone.

Yin Guo was amused: "I've come to see you off, what else do I need to prove?"

If you don't believe it, you won't come.

He also laughed.

I want to say that studying is always busy making money and taking credits every day, and you have to set aside a fixed time for practice every day. This year's graduation season is used for three days a day, looking for a job and applying for a Ph.D. He couldn't even imagine that he could commute to New York every week during such a time period. Sure enough, people's potential for self-sufficiency is unlimited.

In such a state, it is a luxury to have a girlfriend, let alone an inexplicable mess.

...

At the train station that day, Lin Yiyang almost missed the train. He hurriedly swiped his ticket at the ticket gate to enter, waved Yin Guo twice before getting off the elevator, and told her to go back as soon as possible.

But Yin Guo didn't move. He stood outside the line of people. When his back disappeared, he stood for a while.

Just as he was about to leave, Lin Yiyang sent a message, which was a screenshot of Uber.

Lin: Go back by car.

Xiaoguo: It's very convenient for me to go back the same way by the subway.

Lin: The car is here, hurry up.

Lin: Be obedient.

Urged by him to leave the station, after finding the car, the driver in the front row turned around and asked with a smile: is it Lin's car.

Yin Guo nodded and the car drove away.

Also leaving was the train bound for Washington that Lin Yiyang took.

There were not many passengers on this train. Lin Yiyang looked around the carriage and accidentally saw a familiar passerby, the black mother he met on the train when he returned to school after the blizzard that day.

The first thing he recognized was not the face of the other party, but the baby, one big and one small.

One was still crying, the other was playing, and the black mother was scrambling to get milk powder. Lin Yiyang threw up his sports backpack, took the initiative to sit next to the black mother, and said in a hoarse voice: I will help you.

People didn't recognize him right away, they smiled gratefully and said thank you.

Lin Yiyang helped to prepare the milk powder according to the memory of the last time, shake it well, and handed the bottle to the black mother, the other party finally remembered the familiar scene, and said in surprise: "Last time, we met a few months ago, in this trip in the car?"

Lin Yiyang nodded: "Two months ago."

While breastfeeding the baby, the black mother introduced herself to visit her husband regularly. She had to take two babies and run back and forth. By the way, she asked him if he was going back and forth frequently, and why? Work? girlfriend? family?

Lin Yiyang smiled and said nothing.

He is a person who can't open his heart completely. The more cautious he is, the less he speaks, even to people who have nothing to do with him.

In the second half, he slept for a while, and then woke up with a sore throat, which was a precursor to illness.

Too busy life is overloaded. Traveling to and from the two places increases the fatigue, and it is strange not to get sick.

In the evening, I returned to the apartment, ate some VC, and fell asleep in a drowsy state. I woke up for a while before dawn, and saw that I had finished writing all the WeChat messages I sent to Yin Guo, but I didn't even click to send.

...

At four in the morning, Yin Guo's phone vibrated under the pillow.

Confused, she forced herself to wake up, reached for her mobile phone, and looked forward to Lin Yiyang's WeChat. She waited for a few hours for the WeChat message of safety, and asked a question, but he didn't reply, thinking that he was too busy, so he didn't rush to send it.

In the light of the screen, squinting.

Lin: Here we are.

Not just here, right? Four in the morning?

Xiaoguo: Did you run into trouble on the way? Very late.

No echo.

If you arrive so late, you will definitely have to go home to tidy up, take a shower and sleep.

Yin Guo didn't think much, turned off the phone, and went to sleep.

The junior and junior competitions are this week, and the professional competition is next week.

Yin Guo trained step by step in the hotel, and occasionally met people from Dongxincheng in the breakfast room and restaurants near the hotel. Since the incident with Lin Yiyang, the whole class in Dongxincheng has regarded her as the future wife of the little uncle, and they are not very enthusiastic.

It made her also ridiculed by people in her own club:

Dongxincheng and Beicheng have been fighting for so long, but they still have to "marriage" in the end.

Early on Thursday morning, Coach Chen informed her to watch the youth competition in the morning.

Yin Guo counted the time. If he watched the game in the morning, his training time would have to be moved to the afternoon, and he would not be able to make time for dinner. So, in the corner of the breakfast room, on the seat by the window, she scooped a spoonful of milk-frozen cereal, stuffed it into her mouth, and sent him a message with one hand.

Xiaoguo: I'm going to watch the game today. I can't accompany you to dinner. You should ask Wu Wei to eat first.

Lin: If you can't arrive today, don't worry about me.

Yin Guo's heart was empty, and suddenly he didn't know what to say.

She has been full of calculations, and she has piled up all the things to deal with a few days ago. Although she can't see it on the surface, in her heart, she calculates it every day with her fingers.

Xiaoguo: Still the same, will you be back tomorrow?

Lin: The school was very busy this week, exceeding expectations. Next week will be over two days early.

So not coming this week?

If this week is wasted, there will be only one week left, and only next week will see you.

Yin Guo felt even more empty when she thought that she would not meet Lin Yiyang after returning to China.

The spoon in her hand was stirring the milk oatmeal, and the ceramic spoon hit the bowl, making a crunching sound. Then there is WeChat, she thought it was Lin Yiyang, but it was her cousin.

Tian Tian: Sister, spend the weekend with you~

Xiaoguo: ...I don't have time to accompany you, you can play by yourself.

Tiantian: It was explained by Brother Lin.

Meng Xiaotian sent six or seven screenshots, all of which were the address of the restaurant.

Tiantian: He has reserved a table and transferred the money to me, so I will be in charge of eating with him from Thursday to Sunday.

Xiaoguo: What do you want money for when you eat?

Tiantian: He said, this is a personal matter between him and you... I just do my part.

Yin Guo propped her chin up, staring at the last sentence, her heart that had just been empty slowly began to fill up again.

Xiaoguo: What did he just tell you?

Tiantian: In the middle of the night last night, I'll show you the time.

Everyday: more than two o'clock in the middle of the night.

It was supposed to be arranged last night.

Yin Guo lowered his head, drank two sips of cereal in silence, and made a decision.

Xiaoguo: I'm not going, but you are not allowed to tell him.

Tiantian: Oh...

Xiaoguo: Transfer the money to me, no embezzlement.

Tiantian: Oh...

Meng Xiaotian quickly transferred the money to her.

Yin Guo picked up the bowl, ate the cereal and fruit, and ended the breakfast.

She went back to her room, chose the afternoon train ticket online, and went to Coach Chen first. Starting this afternoon, she will ask for leave to go out, and she will not be training in the hotel this weekend, but the training will not be disrupted.

Coach Chen was very relieved about Yin Guo and approved it directly.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Yin Guo was sitting on the seat of the train to Washington. She looked at the small platform with no one outside the window, and was still trying to tell him when.

This is the third time she went to DC, the first time was with Zheng Yi, the second time was with her cousin two months ago...the third time was with herself. This time, I was the least prepared, because I didn't know the address of Lin Yiyang's apartment, and I didn't book a hotel in advance because I was afraid that I would live too far away.

The ticket inspectors checked the tickets one by one, and there was an unfamiliar scenery outside the car window.

Everything, it's like being in a movie, yes, a movie, because she's doing something she wouldn't do in the past, traveling alone and long distances to meet someone.

Arrive at the station, get off, and follow people out of the station.

She was at the gate of the train station, looking at the little yellowish-reddish sky outside the door, she knew that it was about to get dark.

Finally, he took out his mobile phone, suppressed his inner expectations, and gave him a surprise.

Xiaoguo: Are you at school?

Lin: Yes.

She pursed her lips and smiled, picked the burger restaurant that Lin Yiyang recommended to her cousin, and took a picture.

Xiaoguo: I am here.

One second, two seconds, three seconds... Was he frightened?

Just as Yin Guo was about to speak again, Lin Yiyang heard back.

Lin: Stand still, I'll come here.

Xiaoguo: No, no, I just wanted to surprise you. You give me the address, I will call a car, there is no need to pick it up.

Lin: Stand still.

Lin Yiyang is a serious person, she should have left, and she won't let her argue.

With some understanding of him, Yin Guo didn't come back. He obediently bought a glass of iced Coke and stood there waiting. After the glass of Coke was finished, no one arrived. She threw the coke cup into the trash can and looked outside, it was dark.

The station is large, there are not many passengers, and it looks empty.

Seeing that the moonlight was good, Yin Guo wanted to wait outside. As soon as she thought about it, she saw a familiar figure. He was unshaven again, with a decadent look in his eyes, he came in with his mobile phone and black wallet in his right hand, and strode in.

Since seeing him, Yin Guo's heart has been pinched, hung there, lifted there. .

Lin Yiyang didn't find her first, frowned and looked around.

"Here," Yin Guo called to him, "Lin Yiyang."

He turned around and saw Yin Guo, who was carrying a backpack and a club bucket, and felt a little relieved. When he came to Yin Guo, he really wanted to see her, and she fell from the sky. If you want to hug her, it's public, but forget it.

"Aren't you cold?" She got closer and saw that he was wearing a thin coat with what seemed to be short sleeves.

It's less than 10 degrees outside in the dark, so it's too little to wear these.

It seems that the face is also thin, or is it too decadent for not shaving? She stared at his face: "I came here to see you, you are busy, don't worry about me, just find me a ball room for training. There should be, right?"

After asking, he didn't speak. strange.

Her eyes dimmed.

Lin Yiyang looked at her, her pupils were all reflected in her, he wanted to speak, but it was very difficult, but he still used his breath to grind out a sentence in a low and hoarse voice: What are you thinking about, your voice is broken.

As he spoke, he pointed to his throat, smiled bitterly, and added: I can't speak.