During the Snowstorm

Chapter 39: Return of the King (3)

In the early morning of the next day, she left home at around five o'clock. Considering that Lin Yiyang should be sleeping with jet lag, she didn't contact him.

I was busy in the morning, and when I was going down the mountain, several cars were jammed on the road. Yin Guo was originally behind my mother's car to accompany my grandmother, but she didn't drive for a long time, and the old man became more and more confused. "Xiaoguo, get out of the car and change your little aunt to get in the car. If grandma gets uncomfortable in a while, she can watch it a little bit." Mom made a new arrangement.

Yin Guo had to get out of the car and change seats with the little aunt.

In fact, she understood that her mother had other meanings. The little aunt was in Uncle Li's car. As soon as the two exchanged, she and Li Qingyan changed to the same car. Let her sit from the beginning, she avoided suspicion. This time, there is no hiding.

He sent a message to Lin Yiyang, but he didn't reply.

Is it still jet lag?

Li Qingyan had the same training schedule as Meng Xiaodong, and he hadn't seen her for more than a year. Yin Guo chatted with him a few words about training, and when the adults couldn't hear him, he said, "Don't tell your parents about me."

Li Qingyan didn't understand at first, but after two seconds he gave her a deep look: "He is ranked so high in the world now, what are you afraid of."

Yin Guo didn't want to go into detail about Lin Yiyang's past, but just as her aunt went downstairs and asked her to pick seafood together, she slipped away.

She and her aunt went to the glass water cabinet on the first floor, watching crabs.

Behind her, a pair of small hands suddenly wrapped around her left leg. Her heart skipped a beat, and when she looked back, it was a little girl about two years old who suddenly smiled at herself with big eyes.

It was so cute, she squatted down and looked at her, two pairs of **** eyes looking at each other.

"What about your family?" she asked.

A pair of dark red sneakers appeared in front of her: "Here."

Yin Guo was still thinking that there would be people in the world with the same voice as him, or that he missed him so much that he would think of him if he had a little resemblance. But when he looked up from the black slacks, and then from the short sleeves, he saw his surly face that made people unable to look away...

She could hear her own heartbeat completely in her ears.

The face was very calm, and he didn't seem familiar, but the turbulent water below was already rushing down like a torrent.

Their eyes met, and she felt a momentary sense of confusion in time and space.

Every time I think there will be no more unexpected things, but he can always appear when it is impossible, or in ordinary people, this is just a chance encounter, but her fingers are pinched, and there is even a sourness from too much surprise. .

Her eyes were on his face: "from your relative's house?"

"My brother's," he bent down, picked up the little girl, and let her sit on his arm. "As soon as I followed the fingers and asked who she liked, she ran over by herself."

Lin Yiyang casually pinched the little girl's face: "I didn't stop it."

The newly shaved inch head and the tattoos under the sleeves are rolled up, and they have already attracted attention in this restaurant where people come and go, and then hold a soft and cute little girl.

He really has the ability to make people fall in love at first sight. At any place and time, Yin Guo thought out of time: If the two met today, would she want her to chase after him.

Lin Yiyang is quite useful, his girlfriend stares at him like this.

He also got up in the morning, and temporarily wanted to shave his head downstairs because Yin Guo touched his hair at the time in his Washington apartment and said that an inch head is suitable for him. nice.

Seeing what they were talking about, the aunt pointed out a few things and showed them to the waiter who ordered the order. She smiled and nodded friendly to Lin Yiyang, guessing that Yin Guo had run into an old classmate. People who always study are taking advantage of this, and it is not obvious that she is six years older than her.

"Are you here? Are you passing by?" Yin Guo saw that her aunt had reached the water tank at the end, so she felt relieved to talk to him.

"Sweeping the grave," Lin Yiyang said, "for my parents."

The last time I came back was three years ago.

There are several mountains, many gardens, and good feng shui. On Qingming Festival, 60-70% of people from nearby big cities have to come from a long distance, so it's not surprising that he said so.

It's not hard to guess why he can find it here. Whether it is asking Meng Xiaotian or Meng Xiaodong, it is possible to ask. Relatives are all there, just pretend to inadvertently ask the uncles and aunts to ask a few questions.

"I wish I had said it earlier," Yin Guo said softly, feeling sorry, "I can buy a bunch of flowers for your parents."

Lin Yiyang smiled.

This is not necessary, he just told his parents that he will take her there next year.

The two had a few conversations that no one could hear.

My aunt didn't know much, so she took a special look and thought, Yin Guo has never had a boyfriend. If she really looked for her from her side, this seems to be okay. The appearance is at least first-class, that little girl... Now it seems that college students can get married on campus, and they can't have children on campus.

Within a minute, the aunt wrote thousands of words of Lin Yiyang's inspection report in her head.

Here, the little girl suddenly wanted to open her arms to hug Yin Guo, but was immediately pulled back by Lin Yiyang. Yin Guo was softened by the little girl: "Give me a hug."

"Your little arm and calf, are you still holding her?" Lin Yiyang pinched her wrist calmly. No one could see it from this angle. It happened to be a blind spot between the two, the little girl and the water tank.

The two saw each other from the airport yesterday, and they were again in a sense of deja vu. It's not because of a relationship problem, but because I haven't seen it, and when I see it suddenly, my skin and blood are screaming that this person is my love, but I always feel unfamiliar.

Now he is holding her hand, as if reminding her that it is time to recover, this is your boyfriend.

The hot fingertips ran across the back of her hand: "I have time to contact."

He said it politely because he saw her aunt approaching.

Yin Guo felt his fingers stuck between his own, clenched tightly, and said nonsense: "Do you still have my phone?"

"Yes." He smiled, laughing at her good acting.

Finally, let her go.

The little girl kept trying to hug Yin Guo, but she failed. Seeing Lin Yiyang hug her back, she cried with a wow.

This time, Lin Yiyang is no different. The last time he coaxed the child was more than ten years ago. The father who coaxed the little girl was also frightening and beating. He was really inexperienced in coaxing the little girl. He whispered something in the little girl's ear, and the little girl cried even more.

Very good, just thought it was harmonious, with contrasting cuteness, one big and one small, but now he looks like a big hooligan who kidnapped children.

"This person is very nice, is that his child?" Auntie asked.

Yin Guo shook his head and touched his hand: "He just graduated and hasn't married yet."

The cry of the little girl gradually subsided, and Yin Guo took the opportunity to go upstairs and sent a message to ask him.

Fruit in the forest: What did you say to the child? cry so hard?

Lin: Saying that the little aunt doesn't like you, let me carry you away.

Fruit in the forest:  

Lin: Just like you, no joke.

When she and her aunt came back from ordering food, only the seats beside Li Qingyan were left. Everyone deliberately let them sit next to each other.

Since Lin Yiyang appeared, she has been restless, afraid that he will meet her mother.

Unexpectedly afraid of what will come.

The waiter quickly brought a few people up, and the first one to appear was Lin Yiyang, who was holding the little girl. Yin Guo and Li Qingyan were the easiest to see the stairs from this angle, and Lin Yiyang was the first to see.

Before he went upstairs, he specially put on a coat to cover his flowery arms.

When Yin Guo and Li Qingyan saw him at the same time, Li Qingyan was stunned for a second.

"Do you know Qing Yan?" someone asked.

"Yes..." Li Qingyan replied briefly, "He and Brother Meng are very familiar and have met."

"So it's not classmate Xiaoguo?" Auntie said with a smile, "He also talked to Yin Guo downstairs."

Yin Guo's mother looked at Yin Guo.

"I met in New York," Yin Guo tried to be brief, not to lie, so as to avoid more trouble in the future, "He watches the game."

There is no domestic broadcast of the game in New York... Fortunately, no one at home sees it.

His table was down.

Yin Guo saw Lin Yiyang pick up the teapot and pour a cup of tea.

Then, she watched him walk towards her table... When he got to the table, he didn't look at Yin Guo, but held up his teacup and smiled politely at Yin Guo's mother.

"Mr. Wu," Lin Yiyang said, "I saw that you were here, and I thought I would come to say hello according to seniority."

Brief silence.

Yin Guo's mother looked at Lin Yiyang, smiled and said, "Today is a family matter, so you don't need to come here to say hello."

"It should be," Lin Yiyang stood at the table and looked at Yin Guo's mother. In his eyes, he saw not only her mother, but also the past events on the field, which seemed to pay respect and emotion. Apologizing, "In the past, I did a lot of wrong things on the field. I would like to thank Mr. Wu for being open to the Internet and giving me a chance to come back."

"You shouldn't come to thank me, Xiaolin," Yin Guo's mother told him, "the one who should thank you most is your teacher, he is almost seventy years old, and he went to the association to plead for you for you. I can't bear it. And Mr. Wang, he has never blushed with anyone at work. His eyes were red in the backstage that day, and he also interceded for you later, and it's still a pity for your retirement."

Lin Yiyang was silent for a while, then nodded: "You are right."

He lightly raised the glass in his hand, where there was half a cup of Pu'er tea, just poured.

"I'm driving today, so I won't pour the wine." Lin Yiyang's voice was a little lower, and his throat seemed to be blocked by something. It was all from the past, or the emotion that was brought up by old events today. In short, if there is no more words, put a cup of coffee table Drink it.

She had never seen Lin Yiyang talking, she had never seen him like this.

Yin Guo watched him drink this cup of tea, like drinking the strongest wine, passing through his throat, and he felt a burning tingling sensation in his chest.

After Lin Yiyang finished drinking the tea, Yin Guo's mother nodded lightly, which was the end of the greeting.

The adults at the table couldn't help but talk a few more words around Lin Yiyang because he came to offer tea specially.

The man in charge of Lin Yiyang's table in that match was a male referee. He had a good personal relationship with Yin Guo's mother, and Yin Guo often called him Uncle Wang when he saw him. Yin Guo's mother was the chief referee. She was not at the table at first, but then ran over. Lin Yiyang had already competed with the referee and left her opponent.

"In the current environment, he might be suspended for three years," Mom said, looking at Yin Guo, "Your Uncle Wang is a talented person. I'm very happy to hear that he is back."

"Has he really played match-fixing?" Li Qingyan's father suddenly asked.

"No," Yin Guo's mother said fairly. "One thing is one thing. He was suspended for hitting the referee."

"Xiaodong has a good relationship with him?" Grandma muttered worriedly when she heard this.

"It's not necessarily that good," Sister Yin Guo said, "It's all about traveling together, just getting to know each other."

"Actually now," said Yin Guo, who was always silent, "he has always played the game according to the rules, so there is no bad news."

"Don't talk about it, it's an outsider's business." My sister said.

"And..." She still wanted to turn the situation around, at least not to be one-sided, "I talked to him about billiards in America, and he really liked it."

"Didn't you tell me?" Sister Yin Guo's face darkened.

Yin Guo was pushed back by her sister, and she wanted to say more, but she had no position, and was so depressed.

Just sulking my head, I ate two mouthfuls of food.

Her family is a restructured family. One brother and one sister were brought by their parents, but she was the only one who was born to them. My elder brother and sister are children of two divorced families when they were teenagers. They are not close to her. When she was a few years old, she did not understand. Pidianpidian played with her brother and sister, and it was common to be bullied. Parents know, they will take care of the poor two older children, they are brought, and they will pass with a few words of rebuke. So the relatives here are used to seeing the sisters get along.

"Okay, okay, say something else." Some relatives began to smooth things out.

Li Qingyan's father saw that Yin Guo was in a low mood, thinking that he was murdered by his sister, and motioned his son to give her a chopstick that she liked to eat, but Lin Yiyang saw the chopsticks from a distance.

***

Later, Lin Yiyang went downstairs and never came up.

After everyone finished eating, his younger siblings were still there, and Yin Guo's family were chatting after dinner. Yin Guo couldn't sit still any longer, and under the pretext of going to the car to get something, she ran down after asking for her mother's car keys.

She circled back and forth a few times, walked to the parking lot behind the restaurant, passed through several cars, and suddenly a small snuffed cigarette **** was thrown in front of her feet. She looked back.

It turned out that he opened the trunk of the off-road vehicle to shade, and leaned against the edge of the trunk to smoke. No wonder he didn't see anyone just passing by.

"Looking for me?" Lin Yiyang asked.

Ask knowingly. Yin Guo kicked the cigarette butts to a pile of cigarette butts and cigarette cases next to him with his toes. He guessed that this was a place where the kitchen liked to gather to smoke, so he consciously threw them here and cleaned them up regularly.

Yin Guo stepped on the gravel and came to him: "I don't even reply to WeChat."

His face was held in his hands, and he asked, "Why are you looking for me?"

Yin Guo intuitively grasped something on his waist with both hands. This piece of land is uneven, and the heights are full of gravel. When she was kissed on her lips, the gravel under her feet was still pressing down with the weight of the person. The gravel spread out under my feet, with a thud...

Lin Yiyang's breathing was hot and heavy, scalded on her face, and he squeezed her tongue vigorously, hugging her in the small shadow created by the trunk lid. After a while, the damp heat on his lips subsided a little: "Why are you looking for me?" Yin Guo's face was rubbed twice by his palm, and his lips were blocked by him again.

Someone in the back kitchen came out to smoke. When the two chefs in white coats handed each other cigarettes, they glanced here and saw the young couple fighting hotly.

Lin Yiyang is rarely like this, and he doesn't let go when people see him, and he doesn't let go no matter what.