Ye Hewan raised his mobile phone and confirmed that it was a message sent by Song Zhihe.

Return.

【yes。 】

I saw that it kept showing "the other party is typing", but I didn't send a message for a long time.

Ye Hewan was puzzled.

What is this typing, is there a lot of words?

【Is it a city?】 】

？？？

[That's a must! What's wrong? 】

Harbin is blessed with unique ice and snow conditions, so that as long as there is a training camp in Harbin every year, Ye Hewan and they are naturally more willing to go.

After training in Kazakhstan, he will return to the national team.

It's almost the foundation of figure skating.

[I'm also at the end of the month, nothing, just ask.] 】

Girl, do you have a lot of question marks?

Yes, Ye He wanted to smash the question mark on Song Zhihe's face at night.

Ye Hewan picked up his mobile phone, turned on the 24 buttons and prepared to "educate" someone, and saw that the sentence "It's okay, you go to bed early, pig head .jpg"

Ye Hewan: ······

Piggy Pig, you are a pig!

One by one, how can it be inexplicable at night?

In the blink of an eye, Ye Hewan saw the time displayed on his mobile phone, and he didn't have time to delve into anything.

Very obediently fell into bed and slept with his eyes closed.

Broken feelings, broken feelings, small lives matter.

······

Over there.

Song Zhihe saw the training locations sent to him by the coach, two places in Beishi and Harbin City.

The message that Ye Hewan had just replied to couldn't help flashing in front of him.

Song Zhihe's slender fingers tapped without hesitation, and replied: [Ha City. 】

He was betting with another snowboarding coach that Song Zhihe would definitely go to Beishi to train this year, when he heard a message sound ringing on his mobile phone.

After seeing the message of Song Zhihe on the interface.

He said confidently: "Oh, this kid of my family, don't look at it, it must be the north--"

What?!

When Su Yaoqiang saw the words "Harbin City", he held up his mobile phone and looked at it at least three times before he dared to believe what he saw.

Harbin City?

No, no, no, shouldn't it be North City?

The male coach on the side saw Su Yaoqiang's unbelievable reaction, and hurriedly walked next to him to take a look.

In the end, he pretended to pat him on the shoulder with pity: "Alas, you tell me about it, it's true." If you're not careful, I'll bet right! ”

The ostentatious tone of "I don't care" made Su Yaoqiang roll his eyes.

What to pack!

Old thing, I don't know about you yet?

"Okay, okay, a hundred dollars will be transferred to you. Really, go aside! ”

Su Yaoqiang slapped his hand away with a blank expression, and walked towards the coaching room dissatisfied.

What are you doing with this stinky boy?

Wasn't it all North City in previous years?

What's wrong this year, are you obsessed with different landscapes?

Ouch, I'm so angry with Coach Ben!

My face, my hundreds!

When these bear cubs come back this time, they have to establish the majesty of his coach!

On the other side, the Song family.

Song Zhihe stood on the windowsill and looked at the dark sky outside, with a few stars still twinkling tenaciously on it.

Even the darkness of the night could not hide its faint light.

A different landscape?

It's not a different landscape.

It's different from her.

······

Yun Jia.

Yun Xinyin rubbed her eyebrows after finishing a math paper, her eyebrows full of exhaustion.

After mica corrected Yun Xinyin's paper, she took out Yun Xinyin's error book and looked at it carefully, and instructed: "These few questions that have been circled with a red pen must be recorded in the error book, and the error rate has been a bit high recently." Add another roll tomorrow and practice your feel more. ”

Yun Xin lowered his eyes, "Hmm." ”

"The squad leader was chosen, right?"

Mica remembered the matter of today's class selection committee in Yun Xinyin's class.

"Hmm."

"Yes, she really deserves to be a good daughter of her mother."

Mica touched Yun Xinyin's head and said proudly.

Seeing this, Yun Xinyin relaxed imperceptibly.

But in an instant, the feeling of carrying the mountains swept over again.

"Mom, what about painting?"

Yun Xinyin saw that Mica was happy, and tentatively said two days before Mica that if she was elected as a class president, she would consider letting her continue to learn to paint every weekend.

Although before--

But Yun Xinyin still had a trace of expectation and fantasy in his heart.

"Drawing? Yun Xinyin, what's the matter with you? It's all high school and thinking about those time-wasting things! Mom has already withdrawn the class for you, so you can concentrate on your studies and don't think about it. ”

Mica's face changed, and she said angrily.

Yun Xinyin heard that the painting class was withdrawn by Mica, her face turned pale, and the hand behind her was twisted with her clothes.

The traces of the folds in the wardrobe seem to be the owner quietly venting his suppressed emotions.

Sure enough?

"Mom, it's all for your good!"

Yun Xinyin's eyes were a little dull.

A big net in the name of love firmly binds Yun Xinyin in this way.

Tight and seamless, taking a breath is the aftermath of the catastrophe.

She wanted to refute, but she was used to being obedient and playing the role of obedient.

Ultimately.

It's just one sentence that satisfies everyone.

"Okay."

······

Jiang family.

When Jiang Jinnan came home, he saw that the light in the living room was still on, and he knew that his grandfather was waiting for him again.

Sure enough, when he walked over, he saw a little old man in a thin brown coat leaning back on the sofa and falling asleep, with reading glasses on his face that he had not had time to remove.

I breathed in and out, and I was snoring.

Jiang Jinnan walked to the room and brought a small blanket to cover his grandfather, took off his eyes for him, and turned off the light.

Slowly.

He walked over to the table, looked at the hot meals on the table covered with plates, and expertly took them to the microwave to heat them up.

As he waited, he leaned his hands on the cold marble.

Inadvertently, he caught a glimpse of a letter sitting next to the cabinet, which looked like a thick layer from the outside.

From his field of vision, he could vaguely see the two large characters written on the surface of the envelope with a black signature pen - mother.

His ears were quiet, and there was only his blurred figure in the dim light on the wall in front of him.

The chill coming from the palm of his hand gradually awakened certain images in the depths of his memory.

"Daddy--"

"Mom, I miss you."

"Don't be afraid, Grandpa is still there."

···

"Ding--"

The microwave oven beeps out.

The trance in Jiang Jinnan's eyes suddenly dissipated, and he returned to clarity in a blink of an eye.

He pulled out his chair and sat alone at the table eating his meal.

Only, when the meal is in the mouth.

The sensation coming from his taste buds made his expression stiffen, and his movements paused slightly.

Familiar and unfamiliar tastes.

Not really, it's as salty as usual.

······

The next day, school.

"Heavenly spirits, earth spirits. Heaven bless 3A to manifest! ”

Ye Hewan clasped his hands together, his eyes closed, and prayed sincerely.

There is still a week to go to the training camp, and Chen Hangfeng's recent large group in the team asked her about 3A intentionally or unintentionally.

Ye Hewan was terrified every time.

Although every time there are words such as "okay" and "almost" that have been dealt with.

However, this is about to come face to face.

Ye Hewan's little heart is fluttering and beating.

"I remember you didn't jump out of the 3A in training?" Yun Xinyin wondered.

"It was just training, and it wasn't stable, so it wasn't official." Ye Hewan smiled bitterly.

Yun Xinyin frowned and thought for a moment, and whispered, "Didn't you say that Lu Nanyang gave you advice?" Doesn't that suggestion work? ”