Let's say you're lying in the middle of an ice rink.

Your mind is so wandering that you can't tell if it's reality or a dream.

You see countless people running towards you, some laughing, some crying, some worried, some contemptuous, some expressionless, some looking calm, some holding medals, some holding stones.

Someone wants to hug you, someone wants to kill you.

Which side do you think is real?

…… Either side is not.

Han Lu's hazy consciousness only lasted for a short time, and then she quickly regained consciousness. She successfully completed a quadruple hook jump, but failed to fall on the ice due to a lack of follow-up strength in the following quadruple jump. The others probably only heard the sound of her falling, but she herself clearly heard a muffled sound from beneath her feet, almost like a band breaking.

Because of the adrenaline, she didn't feel much pain at first, so she subconsciously wanted to get up, but after struggling for a while, she found that her feet seemed to no longer belong to her, and she couldn't use any strength. After that, the sharp pain in her heart hit her.

While the other players and some spectators at the scene couldn't help but stand up, the players and staff who were watching the live broadcast of the match at the training center also nervously stood up from their chairs. The voice of the commentator, who was excitedly shouting Han Lu's courage to move forward under all kinds of tests, also lowered for a moment, and even sounded a little overwhelmed.

"Ah, Han Lu just fell. ”

"It's really a pity, maybe the hook quadruple jump consumed too much of her physical strength, so she couldn't support the subsequent jumps......"

"What's going on? Han Lu hasn't stood up until now. ”

"Yes...... We see that her expression seems to be painful. Is this where it hurts?"

"It still hasn't stood up, does it matter?"

"It's really...... It's really, really bad. ”

"Now we see that our staff has entered the venue. Han Lu still doesn't seem to be able to stand up......"

"Did you hurt your right foot?"

"Backed off...... Now I'm going to take a break and watch, and I don't know if I'll be able to continue playing. Oops, it's really shocking right now......"

Liu Bofei, Zhao Zhixin and the staff ran together to Han Lu, who fell in the middle of the ice rink and couldn't get up, Zhao Zhixin rushed to the front, he half-squatted down, saw the cold sweat on Han Lu's forehead at a glance, and asked anxiously: "What do you think?"

Han Lu shook his head, gritted his teeth and squeezed out a reply: "...... How can it be. ”

Zhao Zhixin frowned, stretched out his hand and gently touched the position between the heel and calf of Han Lu's right leg, and then almost instantly felt his brain go blank for a moment.

"How's that?" asked Liu Bofei in a suppressed voice.

"Stretchers are ...... What else can I do?" Han Lu laughed bitterly, his eyes staring at the staff next to the stretcher with hatred. "They walked down, and I was carried down. Why don't you hurry?"

"I didn't ask you. Liu Bofei said.

“……”

"Xiao Zhao. Liu Bofei looked at Zhao Zhixin, "How is it?"

"It's possible that it's an Achilles tendon rupture. Zhao Zhixin replied in a low voice.

"Needless to say. Han Lu suddenly said, "Are you still afraid that I will hear it, and you still don't want me to hear it? ”

"What are you yelling about?" Liu Bofei frowned, "Do I need to borrow you a microphone?

"You borrow it, I'm afraid of you?" Han Lu smiled disdainfully.

"Don't make a fuss. Zhao Zhixin motioned for the staff to carry Han Lu on the stretcher while continuing to try to comfort her. "There has been no further diagnosis yet, and it is not certain that it is a ruptured Achilles tendon. I don't want to add unnecessary anxiety to you. ”

"On behalf of my family, I would like to thank Expert Zhao, I am not anxious. Han Lu lay on the stretcher and went back.

Zhao Zhixin did not reply, and reluctantly followed the stretcher back to the preparation area of the contestants. He knows Han Lu's temperament, if you follow her wishes, she may be able to agree with you, once you raise any form of objection to her ideas or practices, it is definitely impossible to hear anything good from her mouth. It's a confrontational character, and she's completely subconscious, fighting everything but her.

Of course, Zhao Zhixin is not the only person who has been subjected to Han Lu's gunpowder, it can be said that the media reporters are the ones who have really been scolded by her over the years, and even there are many people who use the microphone with her to scold their mother at the scene.

But as the saying goes, existence is reasonable, and if you are famous enough, it is natural that someone will find a valid reason to support your actions. Although Han Lu has a bad personality, she has indeed reached the top level of professionalism that makes others speechless, and while fans scream for each of her jumping performances, they even spontaneously and voluntarily set up a backup Weibo for her, specifically collecting videos and webpage screenshots of her reporters and netizens for viewing, called decompression.

In a micro interview, Han Lu accidentally learned about this from a fan who joined the support group, and she replied incredulously: Are you sick?

Fans: Ahhhh!!!!!h

Han Lu: ......

This is not enough, netizens are still lining up behind her comment: begging Brother Yulu to scold / Asking Brother Yulu to scold +10086 / Brother Yulu, please scold me until it is difficult to breathe!/ Brother Yulu, I brought a voice recorder, please scold me first / Brother Yulu, I have tied myself up, have you seen it, come and scold me.

Han Lu's Weibo has always been uninteresting, except for the necessary promotional content, it can basically be said that he has not posted anything. Therefore, after she was injured and fell to the ground, many fans ran to her Weibo to leave messages of greetings, and when they saw that the Weibo of "begging for rain to be scolded by Brother Yulu" was still on the homepage, the feelings of worry and sadness suddenly deepened.

But Han Lu didn't have the time or mood to see these encouragements and comforts now, and soon after she was carried to the preparation area, she was immediately sent to the city hospital for the next step of diagnosis and treatment. Zhao Zhixin went to the hospital with him, while Liu Bofei stayed in the competition venue, ready to accept questions and inquiries from all sides.

The final diagnosis was consistent with Zhao Zhixin's guess, Han Lu's right Achilles tendon was completely ruptured under the impact of this jump, and even after surgery, it would take at least half a year to resume training. Although it was completely expected that Han Lu's lifeless self-challenge would lead to such a result, when it was indeed happening right in front of him, Zhao Zhixin stood in the corridor of the hospital and still found it difficult to accept.

The Achilles tendon is also known as the Achilles heel in the sports world. Injuries caused by a ruptured Achilles tendon can be almost fatal for athletes. Not only figure skating, but also basketball, football, sprinting and other fields, there is no shortage of famous players who say goodbye to their sports careers due to a ruptured Achilles tendon. Even if they return to the ring after treatment and rehabilitation, they will never be able to return to their original form, just as a cracked mirror can never return to the same state.

And—

He looked at the location of Han Lu's hospital room.

Han Lu is 28 years old, which is considered an advanced age among women's singles figure skaters, and her accumulated experience will be surpassed by the younger skaters very quickly, but she can only watch her physical fitness go downhill step by step. Chances are, now this Winter Olympics will be her last chance. She is now injured and after six to ten months of recovering from the injury, she is ...... if she is able to return to the ice

There is no hope anymore.

In the ward, Han Lu looked at her legs that had been erected, and repeated this sentence over and over again in her heart.

It's all over, everything.

She was carried out of the ice in embarrassment and rushed to the hospital to announce her withdrawal from the competition, which happened in a very short period of time.

From the moment she fell unsteadily on her feet, her brain was in shambles. Although she knew what was happening to her, the loud background sound stopped her from thinking. Yes, the Achilles tendon ruptures, I know, but what happens after that?

She scolded the last person who had come to care and inquire about her, and she was really the only one left in the ward, so that she could sort it out little by little.

It wasn't the sound of that tendon breaking, she thought, it was the sound of her life breaking. It was very crisp and didn't leave her the slightest leeway.

She lay on the bed with her eyes fixed on the ceiling. Perhaps when extreme despair, anger, and powerlessness strike together, it will manifest itself as an extreme calm. She didn't say anything, didn't scream, didn't grab the glass on the bedside table and threw it at the wall, just lay still.

- before the intruder kicks in the door.

A middle-aged woman with a good figure rushed to the door of Han Lu's hospital room with a bold and uninhibited walking posture that was completely inconsistent with her temperament, stepping on high heels, and kicked the door open without hesitation.

This scared Han Lu into a thrill. She sat up subconsciously, and when she saw the woman's face, her face immediately sank.

"You're here to say hello too?" she asked.

The woman looked at Han Lu on the bed from head to toe and snorted fiercely: "Waste." ”

"Self-introduction for the first time in a year? I remember. Han Lu sneered.

"My leg is broken, and my ears are deaf?" the woman slammed the ground with her heel with a crisp sound. "It's obviously greeting you. ”

". ”

"It's good, but I don't. Are you having a concussion? I've got to call a doctor for you. ”

The woman turned around and gestured to call the doctor, but just happened to see Zhao Zhixin, who was walking back after consulting with the doctor about Han Lu's injury, walking in. Zhao Zhixin couldn't help frowning when he saw this middle-aged woman with a familiar flamboyant spirit between her eyebrows and eyes. At the same time, he also smelled the smoke in the room, and when he saw it again, it was a burning cigarette between the woman's fingers.

Not again.

Zhao Zhixin suddenly felt a headache.

"Teacher Han. Zhao Zhixin said hello.

"Hmm. The woman nodded, "You're there too." ”

"I'm sorry...... Zhao Zhixin gestured to the cigarette in the woman's hand with his eyes, "Smoking is not allowed here." ”

"Oh, okay. But I just took it, I didn't suck. The woman looked at Zhao Zhixin and then at Han Lu. "This kid is good, he's a good man, why don't you think about it?" she said, "at least, it's much better than the thief's eye." ”

"It's a pity that that thief just gave me ninety-nine roses the day before yesterday. Han Lu smiled.

"Oh, ninety-nine roses! The woman threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it with the tip of her shoe. "So you're lying here happily ever after, waiting for him to give you your engagement ring, and then say to you, 'Baby, no problem, I love you anyway'?"

Han Lu didn't answer, only leaned back and turned to Zhao Zhixin, who was standing by the door.

"Zhao Zhixin. She said, "Go out and bring me the door." ”