The wind blows the leaves, and the cicadas chirp at night, making people uncontrollably restless.
Xun Lang breathed slowly, and after a moment, he said in a slightly hoarse voice: "This is indeed like drunken talk."
He spotted the flaw in Tang Yili's language and wanted to avoid it.
Such a clear intention to refuse severely hurt Tang Yili. She lowered her head and her earlobes turned red, as if they had been burned by alcohol. It seemed that if she got closer, she could smell the mellow aroma of the cellar.
She was bored for a long time, then raised her head, her eyes filled with mist.
"Did you reject me?"
Xun Lang said nothing.
Tang Yili couldn't stand his silence and gritted her teeth. In the silence of not getting an answer, she lowered her head and rummaged through her bag to find her car keys. The messy small items were stirred up vigorously, and the contents inside fell out with a clatter.
Both.
It's a lipstick and tissue bag, and an eye mask.
Tang Yili hurriedly knelt down, picked up the things, and hurriedly stuffed them into his bag.
She unlocked the car with the key, said goodbye awkwardly, then quickly got into the car and started it as if running for her life.
She only had one foot of the accelerator to run thousands of miles away, but in the end she couldn't bear to leave. She pitifully lowered the window and said to the tall figure.
"Xun Lang, I don't want to cause you any trouble. If...if 'start over' means that we start from being friends, would it be easier for you to accept it?"
Don't expect to settle for the second best, even the worst. As long as the person is Xun Lang, she can do it.
There was an indescribable sense of grievance in Tang Yili's slightly moist voice.
Xun Lang moved slowly, stood by the window, and sighed deeply.
"We can talk about this again when I come back from the Olympics. Is that okay?"
Tang Yili raised his head in surprise, his throat was choked and he almost cried.
A heart almost burst due to the sour and sweet emotions.
When Xun Lang said we could talk again, did he mean there was still a chance?!
Tang Yili nodded hurriedly and started the car, "I'll wait for you to come back! No no! Can I go to Paris to watch the game? I will only go to the last game and will never disturb you!"
Xun Lang's eyebrows were particularly clear compared to this night, just like the clear sky after falling snow, the clarity is fascinating.
He said: "Okay."
For fear that he would regret it, Tang Yili didn't even say good night, but stepped on the accelerator and ran faster than a thief returning home with a full load.
The roaring engine roared past.
Xun Lang smiled and walked back slowly.
…
Tonight's rain finally fell, and the wind blew through the leaves in the forest. Tang Yili soaked in the bathtub, dimmed the lights, and looked out the bathroom window. Most of the rooms were turned off.
She secretly hid in the dark, so excited that she didn't feel sleepy at all.
"There are still two months until the Olympics..." She clasped her fingers covered in foam and counted slowly, "Two months, so we can't meet each other at all? It's okay for ordinary friends to go out for dinner...
"
"No, no, no!" Tang Yili immediately shook off the idea, "Don't disturb Xun Lang, his condition is still unstable, and people on the Internet are still calling him a coward. They are just waiting for this Olympics to avenge his shame.
How can I be distracted..."
Tang Yili, who was talking to himself, finally lay down helplessly, floating in the light pink bubble tank.
"But I miss him so much... I won't know if we can get back together until the Olympics are over... It's so painful..."
See, they are so different.
Tang Yili likes to enjoy life in time, while Xun Lang always thinks deeply.
But this kind of waiting is simply a punishment for Tang Yili. Tonight has been so long, two months, what should I do?
…
One month later.
Recently, Tang Yili will send a text message to someone before going to bed every day, and the wording has become hysterical.
【Did you do it on purpose? 】
Seriously, if she starts a conversation with this sentence, Xun Lang usually won't reply.
At this time, Tang Yili became even more certain that Xun Lang did it on purpose. He deliberately used the Olympics to make trouble and deliberately delayed satisfying her desire. It was simply bad.
He was clearly taking it out on himself and refused to speak out. He wanted to get back together but was afraid of losing face, so he just hung on like this.
Tang Yi was polite to Xun Lang for playing tricks, but she didn't dare to really expose him. She was afraid that the duck would hit her mouth. Well, the duck that hit her mouth would fly away again.
So, be patient, patient, and patient.
I finally endured it until the Paris Olympics started.
That day, gongs and drums were noisy, firecrackers were blasting...
Of course, this is Tang Yili's inner reflection, and the French don't like this.
Swimming is an Olympic major event and is expected to produce 30 gold medals, half for men and women, so the competition time is relatively long. From the second week of the Olympic Games, the group competitions have started one after another, and the swimming event has officially kicked off.
Before that, Tang Yili had already bought the tickets for the 100-meter freestyle final - I don’t know how Xun Lang persuaded Lei Penshen, but at the last moment, Xun Lang still participated in this event.
According to the schedule, butterfly is first and then freestyle, and freestyle is ranked after the two butterfly strokes. This gives Tang Yili a little peace of mind. At least he has the strength of butterfly stroke and gets the results. Even if there is another abandonment in freestyle later, it will not be affected.
Too bad.
Just like in the World Championships, Xun Lang gave up freestyle. Although he was criticized fiercely on the Internet at the time, at least he had a piece of butterfly swimming gold medal protection. The voice of verbal criticism soon disappeared.
To put it bluntly, Tang Yili has no hope for Xun Lang's freestyle, but understands his persistence and will accompany him no matter what.
…
On the day of the butterfly swimming final, Tang Yili asked Shen Lang to add some tables and chairs to the bar and fill the dance floor. Then the big screen connected to the TV signal and broadcast the sports events on Channel 5.
The school has started summer vacation. The number of customers was reduced and the night was deserted. However, the Ye Mei Bar became lively again.
Because the bar is air-conditioned, the environment is more comfortable. Everyone sits together in twos and threes to watch the game and drink heavily, which is no worse than a night market filled with fireworks.
Jun Pang brought Feng Yiman to play and cheered for Xun Lang remotely. Tang Yili carried half a dozen beers and a bottle of sparkling fruit wine and sat with them to watch the game.
"When is the butterfly swimming final tonight?" Jun Pang asked Tang Yili.
Tang Yili: "Two races, first 100 meters, then 200 meters."
The intervals between the two sessions are one hour.
Feng Yiman asked in surprise: "Competing with two finals in one night, can I keep up with my physical strength?"
"Each game is only one minute or two minutes, with a one-hour break. It has little impact on physical strength." Tang Yili explained, but it is not completely without impact. "The main reason is that there may be psychological fluctuations in the middle.
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Emotion is also a key factor affecting performance.
How many people have been practicing hard for more than ten years, and when the championship is in sight, they miss the target at the last shot. In fact, this is a manifestation of their psychology reaching its limit and suddenly collapsing after a long period of hard work.
Shen Lang came over at some point and said with a smile: "Okay, Miss Tang, you can speak eloquently now. It seems that you really know how to love the house and the bird."
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