[Black sesame dumplings, are you still alive? ] 】

[You are really about to become a confused doctor, and you can still cut yourself as a teenager? ] 】

[You shouldn't be hiding somewhere to cry, are you? 】

[Ye Hewan, are you still there? ] Squeak when you are in! 】

Yo, Song Zhihe saw her circle of friends and came to hurt her?!

It doesn't seem to be, a bit like caring about her?

Just when Ye Hewan wanted to type a reply in the dialog box, she happened to receive a message from Yun Xinyin asking her about the military training of new students.

There is a saying: It is better to come early than to come by chance.

Ye Hewan subconsciously clicked on the chat interface with his sisters, and told her about the military training gossip and preparations for the start of school that he picked up from the forum.

Completely forgetting that there is someone on the other side of the screen who may be tangled in front of the phone.

A ski resort in Chengshi.

Song Zhihe took off his goggles, put away his skis, and sat down on the bench to start slowing down.

Since they came to the Chengshi training camp, their training intensity is not inferior to the time before the game.

When he tried the new difficulty just now, he almost didn't fall face to the ground when he fell from a great height, but luckily he reacted quickly.

Otherwise, the national snowboarding team will lose a beautiful boy.

He habitually opened the circle of friends to see if someone had any new movements, and sure enough, he saw that her dynamics seemed to be updated.

But before he could click in and take a closer look, the opposite side was deleted.

Just when he was speechless and wanted to laugh at Ye Hewan, he saw her re-post the circle of friends.

He opened the picture and saw that her palm had been cut with a bloody wound, and there was an old wound around the wound that was faintly visible and scabbed, and then looked at her caption.

I didn't feel very good in my heart, and I was irritable.

By the time he reacted, his fingers had already reacted before his brain, and the messages were sent one after another.

However, Song Zhihe, who hadn't waited for Ye He's late reply for a long time, became anxious inexplicably.

Jiang Jinnan looked at his brother's intermittent emotional bugs as if he had taken the wrong medicine in the past two days, and it was no wonder.

I don't know why, but I don't care what he's not.

After a while, Song Zhihe couldn't help but think a lot.

This summer vacation, contemporary young people, haven't responded to messages for so long?

If Ye Hewan knew Song Zhihe's thoughts, he would definitely be surprised: I didn't reply to the message for ten minutes, ten minutes!

"Jinnan, if I send you a message and you don't reply, what are you doing?"

Jiang Jinnan's eyes were a little dazed, but he thought for a moment: "Something." ”

Looking at Song Zhihe's expression, Jiang Jinnan added in a hurry, "Like us athletes, it's very likely that they are training if they don't reply to messages." ”

Yes, right.

After all, it's almost September, and the ice and snow events will enter the season in a while.

Everyone, I guess they're all busy.

Song Zhihe thought about it and felt that it made sense.

But soon, when he saw that the mobile phone chat interface showed "the other party is typing", he began to open the emoji picture and prepare to reply.

As a result, a few seconds later, the "input" over there was no one again.

Song Zhihe's eyelids were raised, and he said lightly to Jiang Jinnan beside him: "Jinnan, help send a message to Ye Hewan." ”

"What's the hair?"

"Whatever."

“··· Why don't you post it yourself? ”

Jiang Jinnan caught a glimpse of Song Zhihe's "black sesame rice balls" remarks on the chat interface.

Everyone around Ye Hewan knew that when Ye's mother gave birth to Ye Hewan, she happened to be eating rice balls.

So, he gave her a nickname called "Tangyuaner".

But I don't know when, when I arrived here with Song Zhihe, it became "black sesame rice balls".

And Song Zhihe of a certain scorpion was called "black scorpion" by Ye Hewan.

In short, no one wants to escape!

For the two of them to kill each other, so are the people around you - you just have fun.

"The signal is not good, and it can't be sent."

Song Zhihe casually made an excuse.

Jiang Jinnan's mobile phone, which displayed a full signal, was silent.

He, too, was silent.

Jiang Jinnan thought of who he had heard about military training at the beginning of school, so he sent a message to Ye Hewan.

And over there, Ye Hewan, who had replied to Yun Xinyin's message, was about to go back to send a message to Song Zhihe.

received the news that Jiang Jinnan asked her about military training.

What's the situation?

Is this a market day today?

All come to ask her at this time?!

However, he was puzzled for a while, and Ye Hewan told Jiang Jinnan what he had just told Yun Xinyin again.

Jiang Jinnan's mouth moved, if you want to say that Ye He didn't reply to his news in the evening, it is estimated that he is busy.

The phone message beep rang out at an inopportune time.

"Didi--"

Hallucinations, hallucinations, how can there be alarm sounds in my head?

Jiang Jinnan instantly turned off his mobile phone, and did not speak again.

However, the mobile phone message prompt is still ringing.

Jiang Jinnan has never wanted to give himself a beating so much, why did he forget to mute his phone?

Song Zhihe saw his mobile phone as if he had fallen asleep.

I don't know if it's Jiang Jinnan's illusion.

He suddenly felt that Song Zhihe looked at him with some resentment.

"Uh, maybe--"

Jiang Jinnan wanted to say something.

But in the next second, after Song Zhihe met someone's emoji attack, his face returned to normal, and the clear and somewhat soft aura came out.

Jiang Jinnan's eyelids twitched, confused.

Can he dare to guess that Song Zhi may be fine?

Su Yaoqiang, who was on the side, looked at his two students staring at his mobile phone, a little worried.

One by one, how can you be so intimate with your phone during your break?

Teammates are less enthusiastic about communicating with each other.

In order to strengthen the unity within the team and make the boat of friendship with each other more stable, Su Yaoqiang couldn't help but wonder if he should also learn from the alpine skiing team next door to hand in a mobile phone and disconnect the Internet teenager?

Well, it feels good.

Anyway, there is no object, and there is a table to look at the time.

Okay, then 10 minutes at the same time in the evening!

Their snowboarding national team also came to one - nothing!

······

It's night.

Ye He came home after training in the evening, and when he looked up, he happened to bump into Ye's father, who had been on a business trip for several days before coming back.

"Dad."

Ye Hewan heard Ye's father ask her with concern if she was tired from training recently, and if she was injured or uncomfortable.

She reflexively hid her cut hand behind her, and her waist straightened instantly.

"Dad, don't worry! Your daughter and I, awesome! ”

Father Ye looked at this daughter who boasted that she could be a storyteller, touched her head, and smiled dotingly.

"It's good if everything is fine, practice hard if you like, Dad supports you."

Ye Hewan nodded obediently.

Moment.

Father Ye saw Ye Hewan's action of putting the ice blade, and hurriedly turned around and took out a beautifully packaged gift box from the table and handed it to Ye Hewan.

"Listen to your brother, your current skates don't fit well and you want to get a new pair. I happened to pass by this store on this business trip, so I bought a pair. Try it and see if it fits. ”