That night, Meng Nanzhi also dreamed of Yu Jiaheng, dreaming that when he was in high school, she watched him practice swords outside the training ground of the fencing club in the Children's Palace, and when he saw her longing on her face, he asked her if she wanted to try.

Then he took - gave her the swords of the other cadets, taught her how to hold them, told her fencing etiquette and preparation postures.

She imitated a little awkwardly, and despite the stiffness of her movements, Yu Jiaheng gently praised her for doing a good job.

In the dream, it was dark all around, even she was standing in the dark, only the beam of light hit Yu Jiaheng's body, his one-move-movement seemed to be in slow motion, constantly playing back in the dream, his voice was also like an echo, with a sense of emptiness, like a 360-degree surrounding: "The basic posture includes standing with the sword, forward, backward, attacking, and the essentials of the action are lunges, first stretching out the arm holding the sword..." There was also the sound of her heartbeat like a drum in the dream, which disturbed her from sleeping all night.

"You have dark circles under your eyes, I don't know and think you haven't slept all night," Lu Weishuang looked at her through the mirror while washing, and teased meaningfully: "I didn't expect that seeing him would have such a lot of stamina."

Meng Nanzhi ignored her ridicule, yawned, and asked her sleepily, "How many days are you going to stay?"

"Anyway, I'll play a few more days when I'm free." She shrugged.

"Then I'll take a break to accompany you for the next two days." Meng Nanzhi proposed.

"Okay, I want to eat the dishes you cooked," Lu Weishuang said with a smile, "It's rare to come once, what I ate outside before was not as delicious as at home." "Lu Weishuang's work is very free, he is a writer and a photographer, and it is common for him to shoot in other places all year round, and it is common to sleep in the open.

Since she mentioned it so, Meng Nanzhi discussed with her colleagues to take a day off, and planned to accompany her to visit Jianglin.

Who knows, just after - -one. In the morning, Lu Weishuang received a call to rush to shoot, at this time Meng Nanzhi was shopping for vegetables in the supermarket, and when he received her video call, he was already queuing up to check out.

"Namggyi, I have to go to the airport now, and one of the filming projects I participated in before has been advanced." She sat in a taxi and kept apologizing to Meng Nanzhi.

Meng Nanzhi knew that she had always been so in a hurry, so she only lifted the two shopping bags in her hand and pretended to complain: "I bought so many things you love to eat, and now you are not there, you have to waste it."

Lu Weishuang smiled flatteringly: "Next time I come back to bring you a gift."

"Okay, then you should be careful outside and take care of yourself," Meng Nanzhi couldn't help but smile, who would have thought that he was still telling others to be careful, but he stepped on the stone with a smack, and directly broke the heel of his shoe, and the camera shook a lot.

"What's wrong?" Lu Weishuang was frightened by her.

"It's okay, I stepped on the stone and stumbled," Meng Nanzhi looked down at the broken shoe and worried. "Don't talk about it, you're still carrying things, distracted on the phone, and wait for my plane to land on WeChat to report to you that you're safe," Lu Weishuang waved his hand to say goodbye to her.

She limped into a nearby bubble tea shop with something to rest a little, the clerk was very kind, seeing that she was inconvenient, he helped her carry things together to find a place for her to rest, and asked her if she had any broken feet, and if she needed to help her buy a medicine.

Meng Nanzhi was very moved, and shared this bubble tea shop with friends, circle--"Warm-hearted bubble tea shop, I will come to visit next time."

was replying to the comments of the circle of friends, and a shadow fell in front of him, and as soon as he looked up. On Yu Jiaheng's undisguised, joke-watching face, her hands shook in fright.

The man looked at her with his hands in his pockets and looked at her with a smirk, his gaze turning from her face to the ground. After getting on the shoe with a broken heel, he finally walked unhurriedly to the bubble tea shop.

Meng Nanzhi covered his face in embarrassment and complained in a low voice: "The passing year is not good."

"I find it like I need to get to know you again," he said, ordering a cup of milk tea and slowly sitting down across from her.

Meng Nanzhi muttered quietly: "Who hasn't had an unlucky thing."

"What are you going to do?" Yu Jiaheng looked at her for a long time.

"When you have a rest, take a taxi," she actually didn't really want to take a taxi, after all, it wasn't far away, and Jiang Lin was too expensive to take a taxi.

He retracted his gaze, and after the milk tea was ready, he carried the milk tea out of the milk tea shop unhurriedly.

Meng Nanzhi couldn't wait for him to go, this embarrassed appearance was already very embarrassing for him to see, although it was not the first time she had been embarrassed in front of him.

She sat for a while, turned her ankle, and when she found that it didn't hurt anymore, she was ready to go back, she bent down and tightened the openings of several shopping bags next to her, but suddenly put down a pair of sneakers in front of her.

looked up along the shoes, and saw Yu Jiaheng who had gone and returned again. "Changed," he said quietly.

"You, you bought it?" Meng Nanzhi was surprised.

But I saw Yu Jiaheng sneering lightly- -voice: "Otherwise, I robbed it?

“......

Meng Nanzhi took off the shoes that were still intact and replaced them with sneakers, and Yu Jiaheng on the side bent down and put her single shoes into the shoe box of the sneakers, and the shoes fit perfectly.

"How do you know my size?

Yu Jiaheng's hand carrying the shopping bag paused: "You don't care how I know, go, help me push the store door open."

Meng Nanzhi hurriedly trotted after him: "Eh, your hand, I'll carry it," he said, reaching out and taking the shopping bag back.

Yu Jiaheng looked at his empty hand, raised his eyebrows, and wiped a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "I don't have waste like this," he dragged out his tone, seemed to be in a good mood, and did not argue, walked straight to a ~ black SUV on the side of the road, and commanded: Get in the car. ”

Meng Nanzhi stood beside the car embarrassedly: "My house is not far in front, I can walk back by myself."

Yu Jiaheng frowned and looked at her, and only repeated: "Get in the car."

”

Meng Nanzhi didn't dare to say anything more, and hurriedly. After getting into the passenger seat, she reported the address, and the car fell silent. The house she rented was an old community, and there was no doorman at the door, so Yu Jiaheng drove directly downstairs to the unit.

Meng Nanzhi hesitated for a moment, but still spoke, "Shoes... She was afraid that Yu Jiaheng would refuse to accept the money for the meal before, and added, "Thank you, next time I will invite you to dinner." ”

He raised an eyebrow and asked rhetorically, "Next time?"

Meng Nanzhi hesitated to answer: "Then ..... . . . It's better to choose a day than to hit the sun?"

Yu Jiaheng didn't answer the question: "I think you seem to have bought a lot of things today, can you finish eating?"

She looked at Yu Jiaheng unbuckling her seat belt and getting out of the car with a confused expression, and casually glanced at the things in her bag: "I bought a lot of vegetables, you were originally going to cook and eat at home today?"

"Ah, yes," Meng Nanzhi replied stunned.

"Then I'll eat casually, you invite me to eat out to save the trouble, just to help you solve it, food is not fresh after a long time," he looked nonchalant, but his tone was full of concern, and he looked very considerate.

"Huh?" She originally prepared these for Lu Weishuang, and he didn't necessarily like to eat them.

"What, aren't you happy to save you money?" Yu Jiaheng pursed her lips, and suddenly snorted a little angrily.

"No, no," Meng Nanzhi hurriedly denied, "If you don't dislike it."

Meng Nanzhi is the best at her cooking skills, since she was a child, she has no other hobbies except cooking, and she is immersed in the kitchen to cook a dish, which has always been a thing that makes her feel very comfortable. She took Yu Jiaheng upstairs, because the house is an old house, the decoration is very old, but fortunately, Meng Nanzhi cleaned it very neatly. Because she hadn't brought outsiders in, she searched for a long time and only found a pair of sandals for Yu Jiaheng to change, "It's the first time to come to the guest, so there are no spare slippers, so let's just take a look," she explained.

Yu Jiaheng didn't mind, he changed his shoes and helped her carry her things to the kitchen.

The light in the old house was poor, even if it was still afternoon, the lights in the house needed to be turned on, but it happened that the kitchen lights were broken, Meng Nanzhi poured Yu Jiaheng a glass of water, invited him to sit down on the sofa, and then went to the kitchen to sort out the things he bought.

She bought a replacement light bulb, but when she compared it, she realized that she had bought the wrong model, so she had to take two table lamps out of the room.

Yu Jiaheng rolled up his sleeves and came in to help, but was stunned when he saw the two table lamps: "The kitchen lamp is broken?"

"Well, it's been flashing before, and it burned out directly yesterday." Meng Nanzhi replied. The kitchen was quiet, revealing a stagnant rustiness, except for Yu Jiaheng asking Meng Nanzhi how to wash vegetables, there was no other conversation.

It didn't take long for the food to be served, and outside, the sun had set, and the sky was gray. Meng Nanzhi turned on the lights in the living room and dining room, and the room was lit up, and the two sat down opposite each other.

"Because I didn't expect to keep you for dinner, the dishes are a little shabby, don't mind."

"It's okay, athletes have taboos when they eat out." Yu Jiaheng smiled.

Only then did Meng Nanzhi remember that as an active athlete, he was particular about his diet.

"Don't you want to train lately?" She remembered that Yu Jiaheng used to be almost full of training every day, so why did she still have time to visit the mall today.

"Recently, the old injury has recurred, so in order to adjust my condition, the team gave me a break for a while. He explained. It's really time to recuperate. Meng Nanzhi had personally examined the occupational injuries on his body, so he naturally knew what kind of state he was.

Who knew that the person in front of her suddenly asked her, and her tone was meaningful: "Why do you think I came over?" ①

Meng Nanzhi was puzzled by his question: "Shopping and relaxing?"

Yu Jiaheng turned his face, as if he was angry by her words, Meng Nanzhi touched his nose, he didn't know what to do, and when he was thinking about what to say, the phone rang.

She got up and took out her mobile phone from her bag in the living room and started to call, because it was a work phone, it took a long time to call, and when she returned to the dining room after making this call, she found that Yu Jiaheng had cleaned up the dining table and was washing dishes by the sink with her apron.

"I'll do it." Meng Nanzhi hurriedly said.

"It's okay, it's almost washed," Yu Jiaheng's voice was not salty or light, he only moved the table lamp over, the light in the kitchen was very dim, half of his face was hidden in the shadows, and the soft light fell on his hand. When he finished washing the dishes, he didn't stop long: "I'll go first, you rest early."

Meng Nanzhi sent him to the entrance: "Okay, see you tomorrow."

He helped her neatly put the pair of slippers he wore back into the shoe cabinet, the corners of his mouth curved, he looked in a good mood, and said goodbye to her with a long end note: "See you tomorrow."

The door closed softly, but Meng Nanzhi was still standing at the door in a daze, and she found that she always seemed to remember the young man who had made her heart flutter in the light of the sword shadow in such a dim light.

They are past the age of hormones, but he still makes her heartbroken.

..... .

In his freshman year of high school, Meng Nanzhi came to Lichuan from Yunguang, borrowed his cousin Lu Weishuang's house, and transferred to Lichuan No. 2 Middle School, where Lu Weishuang was located.

She had grown to a height of 1.65 meters by that time, and the teacher placed her in the empty seat in the last row. Originally, my aunt was not very satisfied with her seat, and after hearing about it, she had to ask the head teacher to change her seat. My aunt's family treated her very well, but because she was under the fence, she didn't want to cause too much trouble to my aunt. Because she is not short-sighted, she can see clearly even when she sits in the last row, so she told her aunt that her table mate is a fencer, and she doesn't have to train much to come to class, so she can sit alone. My aunt agreed.

It wasn't until the beginning of the sophomore year of high school that Meng Nanzhi heard the news about her tablemate, who was a god dragon who couldn't see the end of the table.

On the campus graffiti wall, a post about Yu Jiaheng appeared on the day of the report, and it was accompanied by a photo of Yu Jiaheng's back, the photo was very blurry, and the angle was taken secretly.

The first sentence of the copywriting is very malicious - hurt Zhongyong, the fall of the former 'genius'.

Attached is a sports news report, roughly describing a World Junior Championship last year, the highly anticipated Yu Jiaheng lost in his first World Championship, and the opponent was suppressed by a large score, not only that, but also injured, and even failed to break into the semi-finals. Then at the end of the post, he turned around, criticizing the domestic sports circle for starting to engage in marketing methods like the entertainment industry to create personalities, and touting people with no strength to the sky, but they lost face in the World Championship.

Lichuan No. 2 Middle School is an old key school in Lichuan, because there was a fencing world champion, the school has set up a school fencing team in order to improve students' interest in sports, which has been highly valued.

The school fencing team has also developed well, and there have been several athletes with excellent results, not only Jia Heng, but also Fang Weiyu, Shu Wan and Lin Chen, all of whom are excellent members of the school team, among which Fang Weiyu and Yu Jiaheng are currently training in the national team.

The graffiti wall in No. 2 Middle School has always been a place for everyone to discuss major gossip, confessions, and ask for help, because it is anonymous, so there is no scruple in the discussion.

1st Floor - "I heard that he was returned to the provincial team. ”

2nd floor - "It's really fake, he is so strong, he just lost one game, how can the national team open him." "3rd Floor--" It's true, what a game, it's a world race. ”

4th Floor - "I watched the live broadcast, I lost so badly, I thought he was very strong, and after watching that game, I thought it was just like that, domestic fencing was not a good sport, he was just touted too much."

5th Floor - "I can't say that, he doesn't have the strength and won't enter the national team at the age of 11, at least there is no one in the country who is his opponent."

6th Floor--"Hehe, don't be funny, who said no, I think Fang Weiyu's strength is not comparable to him. Up and down, people won the silver medal in that game, but Yu Jiaheng didn't even enter the semifinals, and he blew any genius title every day, and he couldn't find the north, and as a result, he was embarrassed when he went to the international competition. ”

7th Floor - "You can go up."

”

8th Floor - "Hehe, I'm not a fencer, anyway, I won't create any genius character for myself."

9th Floor- -- "Even if you are, you're no match for him.

10th floor--"It's because of nymphomaniacs like you that you will hold him up to the sky." ”

.....

Meng Nanzhi is not much. On the Internet, I didn't see these posts until the evening, and the posts were noisy, and the more I talked, the more ugly it became.

After reading those news, she actually felt a little sorry for Jiaheng, there are losses in competitive competitions, there are wins, no one will win straight, and no one will lose all the time.

But if a person has been winning in the early stage, after he has lost once, it is too harsh to erase all his previous efforts.