It's better to fall in love with an old enemy

After paying attention to Poseidon, Xiyuan Temple put the phone aside, turned off the lights and went to sleep.He closed his eyes, and involuntarily began to imagine how Poseidon would react when he realized that he was paying attention to him.

Will it be a swarm of groundhogs screaming with full lung capacity?

He will still be so happy that he will say that he pays attention to me so much, I am so happy!

Or simply and calmly send a little heart.

Facts have proved that Mr. Xiyuanji Zeming's brain power is too powerful.

He had a good night's sleep. It stands to reason that it should have been a pleasant morning to greet him the next day, but now he was sitting on the bed with his messy hair, holding his mobile phone and staring at the screen in a daze.

The lock screen interface was silent, not even a notification reminder.

Xiyuan Temple hadn't broken out of the lingering drowsiness, and his brain started to work slowly, and then he remembered that he was looking forward to private messages from his little fans before going to bed.He opened Twitter in disbelief, ignoring retweets and comments, and just stared at private messages.

Still all was silent.

Not even a small ad!

Xiyuan Temple could feel a question mark above his head slowly rising into the sky.

"Why is this person like this, is he so rude? After all, he should say hello anyway." Xiyuan Temple muttered to himself.

"Zawa Ming-kun woke up, remember our flight back to Tokyo at noon!" Coach Ono Matsudaira's message interjected, and the small question mark above Xiyuanji's head suddenly burst, and he returned from the online role to reality. Only then did I remember that I had just finished the World Championships the day before, and I was still living in a hotel in Munich.

Xiyuansi typed and answered the message to the coach, got out of bed, washed up, changed into his team uniform, and was about to leave with the luggage he had packed the night before, when he suddenly stopped and stood in front of the bed to contemplate for a moment, Or lay the quilt carefully and carefully.At the end, he patted the flat quilt, and muttered, "That's right."

It was the first time that Coach Ono went out with Xiyuan Temple to compete. After witnessing his habit of folding quilts, he screamed: "Are your family rules so strict? Why do you have to fold the quilts in the hotel yourself!"

At that time, Xiyuan Temple looked puzzled at Coach Ono, who was about to turn into the frightened face in the oil painting "The Scream". He pursed his lips, thought for a while and explained: "There are no family rules in my family, but there are family rules. We belong to the same family, but I haven’t been back for a long time. Making the quilt is my personal habit, and I don’t like doing it. But you see, we are leaving, the rest of the house is clean, only the bed Don't you feel out of place with the quilts piled up in a mess?"

Poor Coach Ono wanted to refute but had nothing to say. He opened and closed his mouth several times, and finally gave up struggling. He was persuaded by the child's nonsense, and then Ono stretched out his hand to praise Xiyuan Temple: "You are the best."

Xiyuan Temple opened the door of the room and put the suitcase at his feet. He stood at the door and rummaged through the accompanying backpack, finally checking whether there was anything left behind.After everything was checked, he closed the door and locked it. He turned around and wanted to pick up the suitcase and go to the parking lot to wait for the coach. Suddenly, someone hit him from behind, causing him to stagger, and his knee hit the suitcase. It is very flexible, and it is about to slip forward when it is hit by such a bump.

Just as Xiyuansi was about to run after the box, the man next to him grabbed his arm and dragged him back, but the box didn't run away, and was blocked by the man stretching his legs.

"Thanks......"

Xiyuan Temple took advantage of his strength to stand firm, and before he could finish his thank you, the moment he met the opponent's pair of light-colored eyes, he broke halfway.

American Dylan White is propping himself up on his arms, with the box that failed to abscond standing at his feet.

"Coach Lancer's new kid, Mason, brought him to watch the game. He went on a rampage and didn't know where to look. Apologize to him." The last sentence was for Mason standing next to him, and Dylan slapped the back of his head as he spoke. A slap in the face.

Little Mason apologized repeatedly.Xiyuan Temple nodded as he had finished responding, and then he took advantage of the situation to shake off Dylan's hand.The distance between the two was too close, Dylan's pull almost pulled him into his arms, and the tip of Xiyuansi's nose almost touched his chin.The American player may have just woken up, and the smell of aftershave diffused into Xiyuanji's nostrils.This taste of intimacy made Xiyuan Temple subconsciously on guard, he just wanted to quickly return to his safe distance.

Sensing his movement, Dylan withdrew his hand first, hid it in his coat pocket, and secretly twisted his fingers inside.

"Too thin," Dylan thought, looking at Xiyuansi's back, "and his arms are so thin. No wonder he looks so light on the ice."

The little junior who just entered the club tilted his head to look at him: "I still look at him, I keep looking at him even after I'm far away, have you fallen in love with him?"

Although Dylan's sexual orientation has not been officially made public, it is no longer a secret in the industry and fan groups.

"What, I won't fall in love with him, right? He looks very difficult to deal with, with such a perfect fit."

This is the second time they have had such close contact.

The first time was on the performance skate at the Four Continents Competition some time ago.

Xiyuan Temple pushed back for a year until it was promoted to a group.Out of the consideration of adapting to the rhythm of the adult group, the two tracks he chose this season are both classic music that cannot be more classic.Take the free skating "Moonlight" as an example. Although it fits his own quiet temperament, watching him slide down the whole program, even if he does not make mistakes, he always feels that the song is separated, and he can't skate at all. What's more, this time he made frequent mistakes in the Four Continents Competition and failed to touch the podium.

The competition was held in Sapporo, and the organizer also invited Saiyuanji to stay and participate in the performance skating.

The expected results were not achieved, and Xiyuan Temple still looked a little unhappy after finishing his own program.Especially when seeing Dylan White finale as the men's singles gold medalist.

Dylan, who has been immersed in the adult group for two years, is particularly comfortable on the ice rink, and his performance skate is classical music, which he is good at.Regarding Dylan's almost obsessive preference for classical music, there are also rumors in the rivers and lakes.

For example, Dylan White is probably the master of the baton.

For example, Dylan White may be the reincarnation of a certain classical musician.

For example, Dylan White may be so poor that only one suit Costen can wear.

……

All in all, Xiyuan Temple, who has just suffered setbacks in classical piano music, is not pleasing to the eye when he sees Dylan White.

Why does this person skate classical music so well, but I can't?

Xiyuan Temple and other contestants waited for Dylan's show to end by the fender, so that they could dance "square dance" happily, but he almost stared at them through a hole.

As for Dylan, just after the show ended, he was stunned when he saw the probing eyes of this young Japanese contestant.He has a little impression of Xiyuan Temple. The program arrangement is good-looking, and the technique is good, but it's a pity that he can't show the taste he should have. The P score can't be improved, and the No.4 score depends entirely on the technical score.

Only then did the spotlights from the venue catch up and land on Dylan, rubbing against Xiyuan Temple's side face.It was only then that Dylan could see his appearance clearly. The corners of his eyes and brows seemed to have been carefully outlined by someone. The warmth and moistness here are all unique to East Asians.

It turns out that the Xiyuan Temple player is also good-looking.

Dylan secretly thought it was a pity that he was not in the same group as him during the game, and the rankings were not next to each other, so there was no chance to meet him, otherwise he must take a good look at him.

After Dylan froze for a moment, he smiled at him with a big smile.

Xiyuan Temple saw it, and Xiyuan Temple lowered his eyes calmly.

At the end of the group dance, the contestants clamored frantically to push people out to show off their skills. The director of the Gala show also understood it very well, and simply added a "drumming and passing flowers" link for them. The sound teacher behind the scenes gave different types of music selections, and the contestants either spontaneously or selected suitable contestants to perform.

The sound teacher played Debussy's "Moonlight" casually.

Everyone didn't expect to be so ruthless when they came up, and directly took the selection of the competition.Xiao Chengnei, who was standing next to Xiyuan Temple, also pushed him, wanting him to go up.Xiyuansi didn't shirk, and slid two steps forward. When he was about to slide to the center of the ice rink, he turned back again, skating around the players who were about to applaud, and finally stopped in front of Dylan.

Xiyuan Temple made an inviting gesture towards him and asked, "Together?"

There is no reason why the invitation is handed to him.

One release and one receive, two players with completely opposite styles came together on the moonlight. Dylan's looseness diluted Xiyuan Temple's restraint, and Xiyuan Temple's restraint also stopped Dylan's wildness.

"If there is men's doubles, the effect of the two of them must be particularly good." Coach Lancer happened to be standing next to Coach Ono.

Ono rolled his eyes at him, and deliberately objected in Japanese English: "Don't be wishful thinking!"

The sound teacher suddenly changed the background music, and the soundtrack of Shunji Iwai's "Love Letter" came quietly.Dylan looked at the Xiyuan Temple not far away, and thought for a moment, thinking that he should leave this piece of music to him.

Songs from Japan should be skated by people like Saiyuanji.

The Xiyuan Temple that picked up the love letter is far more comfortable than the Xiyuan Temple bathed in the moonlight.

The other contestants also thought the same way. It was just a very short piece of footwork that was not carefully choreographed. It was just the footwork that Xiyuan Temple stepped on while listening to the music. The contestants had already started to admire it.

The Gala was over, and the contestants and guests retreated from the bright spotlight to the dark sidelines.Dylan touched behind Xiyuan Temple when he was leaving the field, and lined up with him at the end of the line.When the two of them walked to a corner where the spotlights couldn't reach, the backstage blackout curtains hadn't been drawn yet.Dylan suddenly leaned his head closer to Xiyuansi's ear, and talked to him at a very close distance.

As close as Dylan turned his head, he could kiss the tip of Xiyuan Temple's ear.

As close as Xiyuan Temple tilted his head slightly, he could be kissed by Dylan on the cheek.

"Western classical music is not suitable for you. How about thinking about your own things? For example, the mysterious oriental style."