November 3, 2017, 8 p.m. CT.

Yang Yiming just woke up from his sleep.

He slept for six hours.

1/

Yang Yiming can't remember how he fell asleep.

At this time, all he could recall were scattered fragments.

He remembered the woman named Nina.

Yu Xiaochun negotiated with her the night before, and she flew to Houston today. Yang Yiming arranged for Jose to pick up the plane at the airport. Air traffic control, the plane was delayed for a few hours, Yang Yiming, who was resting on the recliner outside the room, was bored, and the afternoon sun was very poisonous, hitting the pool, like a shiny silver sheet, very dazzling. I don't know how long later, suddenly in a white afterglow, Yang Yiming saw Nina's figure, standing beside him.

"You're Nina?"

"Hmm. Are you the player Mr. Yu said? ”

"I am." Yang Yiming blocked the sunlight with his hand and looked at the woman in front of him. Completely different from the night before at the hotel, she changed into a white blouse and cropped jeans, macaron-colored Adidas sneakers on her feet, and her makeup was much lighter.

"What about the Josens?" He asked.

"He put me down and left. It's a good thing that I don't want to disturb you. She smiled without embarrassment.

"He probably thought you were..."

“****？” Nina said a few words that Yang Yiming was embarrassed to say, "It's okay, I do usually provide escort services." Your friend Mr. Yu knows. ”

"But you're also a masseur? Or should I call you a therapist? ”

"Hypnotic masseuse." Nina corrected softly.

Yang Yiming also remembers some details before he was hypnotized.

He remembered Nina asking him to describe the part of the injury, the whole process of the injury, and even the physical sensation of the dislocated left shoulder in a limited range of motion, doing different movements, over and over again, tirelessly. He remembered that the two of them chatted commonly, and Nina introduced herself as from Khmer Rouge Cambodia, Cambodian-French mixed-race, and most of her European and American figure was due to her French mother. He remembered that he was lying on the bed in his room, the sunlight blocked by the glass window was much gentler, and he was stuck in the mattress, unable to move. He remembered the smell of Nina's perfume, vaguely absent, with a faint blend of wood and earth, as if it was the staple style of a luxury item he had smelled.

But how he was hypnotized by Nina, he really lost his impression completely.

All he remembered was that Nina's slender fist rained down on his back. If this is what she called massage, then the massage technique is not the same as what Yang Yiming had experienced before. Nina's "boxing technique" is sometimes fast and slow, sometimes tight and sometimes slow, sometimes deep and sometimes shallow, which seems to have no rules to follow, but it seems to be a rhythm that his body has long been familiar with; It seems to be soft, but the soft power penetrates the texture with each punch.

2/

Yang Yiming only remembered that he had a long dream.

There is the shadow of Lao Yang in the dream. He always seems to be standing tall, on the mountain road on the bank of the Jialing River, always wearing a yellowed white hurdle vest with his hands behind his back, and the word "China" on his chest, but his appearance is very blurred.

The mountain road seems to have no end, like an escalator against Yang Yiming, every time he jumps up a step of frog, the escalator will move down a grid, so Lao Yang, who stands at the highest place and counts loudly, seems to be out of reach forever.

He still remembered that the city was very foggy, wet and stuffy, and the whole city was like a three-dimensional forest, and like a clueless Minoan labyrinth, with dense buildings, obscuring the sky and the sun, and he was crushed at the bottom of it, and he couldn't get out.

Sometimes he would take a boat to the river, starting from a place called Chaotianmen and going down the river. Lao Yang is the mechanic on the cruise ship, carry him onto the boat, and then let him stand on his left and right feet independently, and stand for a few hours respectively to exercise and maintain balance.

So he doesn't really like to go to the river, he doesn't like to take boats, but it seems to be the only way to get him out of this labyrinth. It will go all the way to the sea, Lao Yang told him. The Yellow Sea, the Pacific Ocean, and the other side of the ocean is the United States.

Fly over.

Fly up.

Lao Yang pointed to the black man with unkempt hair on the poster and said to him. Julius Irving, the first man to play on the basket. The ball was firmly grasped by the black man with one hand, and his limbs spread out like a soaring bird.

Fly and play.

He also dreamed of his first dunk. It was when he was fifteen years old, he jumped into a summer tall, he was almost 1.9 meters tall, the weather was unusually hot that night, he practiced shirtless in the open space in front of the door, as if he had inexhaustible strength. He took two steps towards the basket and was about to shoot when a long whistle burst through the hot city sky.

He jumped up.

Takeoff.

Fill the basket with both hands.

The ball is just above the rim of the basket.

With a bang, the ball went in. He also woke up from his dream. The body seems to have been reborn!

3/

"Koharu!"

"What's wrong?" Yu Xiaochun, who picked up the phone, was sitting on the sidelines of the Houston Rockets' game against the Atlanta Hawks. In this game, the Rockets continued their good form in New York, entering the middle of the third quarter, with a score of 75-58, and they still led by a wide margin.

"My arm is fine, recovered!"

"What did you say?!" Yu Xiaochun jumped up from his seat in shock. Thankfully, Eric Gordon stepped into the restricted area from outside the three-point line in front of the Rockets' area and scored two more points on a tomahawk dunk in front of three Hawks defenders. Yu Xiaochun's stand-up screams drowned out the exaggerated celebration of the Rockets players.

"I dislocated my left shoulder and I feel like I've fully recovered. Now you can move freely! ”

"Are you sure?"

"It's true. I've already contacted Meritis and she will arrange for me to have a check-up with the team doctor tomorrow and if I confirm my recovery, I can be back on the pitch for the next game! ”

"Nina, she... It's really so powerful..."Yu Xiaochun, who sat back in his seat, was still in disbelief.

"It's amazing!"

"A Ming..."

"That's a lot of money that's been spent." The friend on the other end of the line still seemed to be unable to contain his excitement.

"Yiming, I have a plan, a plan to make money..."Yu Xiaochun had to interrupt him, "Is Nina still there, you give her the phone, I want to talk to her." ”

"She's gone."

What the?

"I woke up from hypnosis, and she didn't know where she went." Yang Yiming was a little annoyed, "The phone number you gave can't be reached - I still want to express my gratitude." ”

Gone? Could it be that this is also a dream, and when you wake up from the dream, the dreamer will be nowhere to be found?

"Koharu, what kind of money-making plan did you just say?"

A plan that might have made them rich. But for now, it's up to Nina to find her whereabouts first!