The sky was drizzling, and the whole city was shrouded in rain and fog.

Yan Ze stood in the rain, greedily breathing in the fresh air with clammy coldness, he thought that the rain was pure and could wash away the haze in his heart.

The flickering neon at the entrance of the restaurant in the distance looked not far in the rain and fog, but it was a long way off.

Yan Ze suddenly felt that his life seemed to have fallen into a fog, he hesitated to seize a moment of vitality, but there were always people who wanted him to get lost completely.

"Hey, I said I was driving, you see, I haven't been there for so long, and I'm still wet!" Moreau, who was beside him, began to complain, looking down at the white Nike limited edition sneakers on his feet in disgust.

The Chinese restaurant in front was introduced by the hotel's waiter, who said that Asians who come here like to eat this Chinese food.

But when I got closer, I found that this so-called Chinese restaurant was Japanese-style, and the decoration had a kind of elegant moderation and deep Zen realm, and the waiter at the door was dressed and dressed as an illusion of walking through the streets of Tokyo in a second.

The two stood at the door and were stunned for a moment, where is this Chinese restaurant? It's a Japanese tavern!

Hehe... Yan Ze thought to himself, maybe the waiter thought that the yellow-skinned people were all Chinese.

However, this kind of window izakaya is adding beige lighting, which is very warm and natural, especially suitable for three or five friends to have a drink or two.

Mo Luo tasted the sukiyaki pot in front of him with satisfaction, the thick soup base, the beef and various ingredients are stewed together, the more it is cooked, the fresher it is, it is actually no different from the Chinese hot pot, and the taste is almost the same, especially delicious...

Yan Ze frowned and looked at the bowl of popping steak omelet rice in front of him, the steak was wrapped in sauce, and the whole was piled up in the shape of a hill, because he usually ate mostly vegetarians, but this red gravy made him look like he had no appetite.

He was a little disappointed when he wanted to try Xian'er, shook his head, picked up the Japanese-style plum wine and took a sip, the taste was both sweet and soft fruity and mellow aroma of wine! His gloomy face soothed a lot, because he liked the slightly sweet taste.

"Hehe, this time Su Xiao won the championship in the United States, is he excited, with his virtue, he must be very excited....."

"Yes."

"He's really good this time, that Batman's music is very suitable for him, I really didn't expect him to have a sensual side...."

"Yes...."

"It's just a shame that former champion Gerd thought I would have a head-to-head fight with him in Japan this time, but I didn't expect him to get injured,.... Hey, I don't know how he's hurting. ”

"yes...."

Mo Luo glanced up at Yan Ze opposite, and found that his eyes were not happy, he lowered his head and was silent, and he seemed to be on the edge of his mind when he talked to him several times, and he responded perfunctorily with a few words.

Mo Luo quietly observed him for a long time, and saw that he was only drinking silently, and a gloom appeared on his face.

He endured and endured, and asked carefully, "Can you tell me why you are upset?" ”

Yan Ze was stunned, and raised his eyes in confusion, Mo Luo seemed to have asked himself twice about this sentence..... Only this time he didn't want to respond, it was his wound and he was afraid of being touched.

He shook his head with a light smile, filled Mo Luo with a glass of wine, handed the wine glass, and said softly: "Drink!" ”

Although it was an official competition tomorrow, the plum wine didn't have much alcohol content, so Yan Ze drank a few more glasses.

Unexpectedly, after a few glasses of wine, his face climbed red. He doesn't like to drink the most, it's a sign of his poor drinking, but it's a pity that he didn't even control it.

Mo Luo silently looked at Yan Ze opposite, Yan Ze, who was slightly drunk, relaxed a lot, only to see that his cheeks were crimson, and his eyes were wandering, with a thin light of water.

He smiled unconsciously and confiscated the wine in front of Yan Ze, "Don't drink it, there will be business tomorrow." ”

Yan Ze covered his face and smiled embarrassedly: "I'm not drunk, I just drank on my face." ”

Mo Luobi's eyes were deep and with a shallow smile, Yan Ze in front of him spoke slowly, and the corners of his eyes were hooked, but he wanted to try his best to show that he was sober.

At this time, two people came over, and when they saw Mo Luo's eyes lit up, they immediately greeted them warmly.

Yan Ze observed the two with a pestle on his forehead in one hand, one was Makino Chiyo, the Japanese player, and the other was a Ukrainian player, a young and energetic handsome guy.

Mo Luo invited them to sit together, Yan Ze also smiled and nodded to them, the two looked at each other, and sat down together stiffly.

Japan's Qianye will nod his head from time to time when talking, and his behavior is very cautious and educated, which makes Yan Ze unconsciously think of his idol. Jing Zhi is also so polite in every interview.

Gradually, his slightly drunk eyes began to be full of longing again, he hadn't stood on the podium with his idol yet, why should he give up? Why should a few irrelevant people decide whether to go or stay, and what qualifications do they have to decide their own destiny?

Yan Ze picked up the wine glass to salute Qianye and the handsome guy who had just arrived, and he also took a big sip himself, his heart suddenly became clear, and his eyes gradually became firm, he wanted to fight for himself, even if he was abandoned by the whole world!

Because they will meet in various international competitions, the enthusiastic Mo Luo is very familiar with them, as soon as he sat down and ordered a few drinks and dishes, he talked happily between pushing glasses and changing lamps, Yan Ze did not participate in their conversation much, but the gloom in his heart had already been diluted by this lively atmosphere.

On the way back, no one wanted to move forward in the mud, so they took a taxi together, huddled together warmly.

Yan Ze leaned on Mo Luo's body in a drowsy manner, his head a little heavy.

In a daze, I heard Mo Luo sigh softly: "Why are you unhappy and refuse to say?" ”

Yan Ze was a little distracted, and it took a long time to understand that he needed to reply, he waved his hand, raised his head and smirked: "Hehe... It's over, and I don't feel bad for those who don't matter. ”

Moro tightened his hand around his waist, "Tell me something, don't take everything to heart." ”

"Hehe, this sentence seems to be coaxing girls,... It's a pity that I'm not a girl, sooner or later you will still be like Su Xiao...."Yan Ze's voice gradually faded, he didn't want to show weakness in front of his friends, begging for that merciful concern.

Maybe it was because of the drinking last night, Yan Ze slept very soundly, and he felt relaxed after waking up.

The order of competition is women's singles, men's singles, and ice dance after pairs.

As soon as he got off the field, he heard Shalena screaming excitedly in the aisle, "Oh my God, Nie Rong, you actually scored 71.04 points, ranked fourth, oh my God, that's amazing....."

This score is already very high in front of the tough opponents of Russia and Canada, who have dominated the rankings for many years, and it is also the highest score in the women's singles of their own country on the international stage.

This also means that China's women's singles has shortened the distance and status in the international arena since then, and everyone should cheer loudly when they hear it.

Yan Ze also had an uncontrollable smile on his face because of the excitement for a while, and as soon as the two people who were holding the laughter let go, Nie Rong happened to look sideways at him.

Yan Ze's smile didn't have time to end, and he immediately lowered his head in embarrassment.

When passing by them, he suddenly heard Nie Rong behind him say coldly: "Stop! ”

Her cynicism Yan Ze had already learned too much, he sighed and stopped, he didn't want to see Nie Rong's stinky face at this time, he was worried that it would affect his performance on the ice for a while, but he couldn't help but want to hear how she wanted to hit herself?

Unexpectedly, this time Nie Rong didn't have a brutal mockery, but just said lightly: "Look at the clothes you are wearing, if you are still the same as before, don't blame me for despising you!" ”

Yan Ze shrugged his shoulders and approached the ice rink in a pretended style.

But as soon as he entered the ice rink, he couldn't help but look down at the red tracksuit on his body. The five red stars there represent their faith, their nation and their glory.