wipe the ice and fire

Usually in China, in order to deal with leaders and sponsors, Du Qingshao has always dressed plainly. Now he escaped from the coach’s eyes and instantly found his AJ and brand-name sweatshirt. When he wore sunglasses, no one loved him, so he was happy. I went on an outing with my dad.

Luo Ming's family lives in the third district.Coming out of the subway station, you can see old museums and grand theaters as far as you can see. The buildings exude a warm and simple copper color in the afternoon sun, with a heavy sense of history.

"The scenery here is really textured. No wonder we can raise a bookish dancer like Mr. Warris." Pan Lishu couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Cut," Du Qingshao interrupted disdainfully from the side, "You are a family man, and you still open your mouth to talk about other people's rainbow farts? Believe it or not, I will record it and tell Brother Jin Cheng?"

The other party was not in a hurry to defend, but instead smiled meaningfully.He was very upset when he heard the laughter, and asked again: "By the way, brother Jin Cheng also said he would come, why was he called by old man Ye all of a sudden?"

"It's about Ma Jiabo." Pan Lishu slowed down and shrugged. "You also know about his knee injury."

Du Qingshao nodded thoughtfully when he heard the words, thought for a while and suddenly realized: "Damn, then he will definitely disclose this matter. If Brother Jiabo tells Qi Yue, she might as well cut me up! "

"So what? You're not on a date." He brought his face closer with malicious intentions, "Besides, respecting teachers is a traditional virtue."

Du Qingshao clicked his tongue irritably: "To be honest, this is the first time I've apologized to someone. If it wasn't for the pain he suffered when he got sick, I never had the word 'sorry' in my dictionary."

"This is a good thing," the other party said. "Learning to apologize is the beginning of learning to be an adult. And you really should be more mature. Jiabo's injury will definitely not survive next year."

When he said this, he left a meaningful pause. Du Qingshao didn't really want to talk about this topic. He raised his head to meet the bright sunshine and narrowed his eyes slightly: "I will tell you about this matter at the ice rink. answer."

Hearing what he said, Pan Lishu didn't say anything, and silently accompanied him on the bus.At the gate of the community, the butler has already gone out to greet her.

Luo Ming lives in an ordinary villa complex, and there is no trace of showing off his wealth.Each house is widely separated, like a scenic spot.As he walked and watched, even though he was fully prepared, when he walked into the villa of several hundred square meters, he couldn't help sighing——Damn it!

Push the door and go in, a bunch of sunlight falls on the shutters, and the wind chimes jingle.The porcelain white headlights in the living room seem to be filled with sunlight, flowing with the tassels.When you walk in, you can also see wine cabinets and bookcases. The gilded book covers are matched with the quaint sandalwood bookshelves.

It doesn't appear that its owner has been ill for so long.

"You guys are here." Luo Ming was lying on the sofa reading a book. Seeing this, he gently closed the book and put it on the tea table, then brushed his hair under the temples, "Sorry, I'm not in good health yet, so I dressed a little casually."

He was half lying and half lying, wearing a blue pajamas with a V-neck opening to the collarbone, and his fair skin was faintly visible.His hair had grown long and hadn't been taken care of. It was parted in the middle, the longer strands were pinched behind his ears, and the rest of the hair lay lazily in front of his eyes.

If it wasn't for the bony hands brushing the ears, declaring that this handsome face came from a man, Du Qingshao would really be dazzled.

He suddenly thought of Luo Ming's swollen lower part when he was wearing a ballet costume. Only then did he realize that the masculinity and femininity of a man can really blend perfectly in one person, and his eyes froze again.

"Do I have a bad complexion?" Luo Ming met his gaze uncertainly.

"No, it seems that he has recovered very well." He coughed pretending to be calm, and put two bags of food on the coffee table, "I bought you something to eat."

After finishing speaking, he took the things out of the plastic bags one by one and put them on the table: "There are caviar, black truffles, Epoise cheese, toffee and milk powder."

Luo Ming glanced at the packaging and knew that the price was expensive, his face darkened involuntarily: "Where did you get so much money?"

"You should know how much it costs to learn figure skating for a year, and how my family's conditions are so bad." He spread his hands in a smug voice, "Besides, I bought this with the competition prize money, and it didn't cost my parents a penny. .”

Pan Lishu smiled at the side, and Luo Ming noticed him, and nodded in greeting: "Hello."

"Hello, I'm Xiaodu's team doctor." He also nodded politely.

Hearing this, Luo Ming nodded thoughtfully again, and asked them to sit down, and asked the housekeeper to serve them tea.

There was heating in the room, and Du Qingshao felt hot shortly after entering the room, so he took off his down vest, leaving only a thin sweatshirt inside.The butler served the tea. He looked around and asked, "In such a big family, he is the only one who takes care of you?"

"It's enough," he half-cast his eyes, and his eyes fell on Du Qingshao's hands, "I can take care of things by myself when I'm not sick."

His voice was still weak, and it was difficult to hear all the noise around him.Du Qingshao felt that it was better not to disturb him for too long, so he got up and took a few steps to sit beside him: "I bought low-fat toffee specially for you. I heard that eating sweets can promote the secretion of dopamine. I don't know if it will have an effect on you."

As he spoke, he tore open the package and handed over a candy. Luo Ming was stunned for a moment before taking it and holding it in his hand.But during the infusion for the past few days, my right hand has been curled up and does not move much, and even trembles a little.

Sure enough, he quietly tried to unscrew the candy wrapper, and lowered his head in embarrassment.

The butler hurried forward, leaned over and said, "Master, I'll tear it up for you."

Du Qingshao's eyes widened in displeasure when there were suddenly more hands in front of him.

"No need," he saw through the boy's expression at a glance, and ordered, "Bring a pair of scissors."

"What scissors do you want! Do you think I'm just a display?" Du Qingshao somehow raised his voice, grabbed the candy back from Luo Ming's hand, tore it open and handed it to his mouth.

Seeing this, Luo Ming was at a loss for words, and after a moment of stalemate, he brushed his hair back, lowered his head and obediently put the candy into his mouth.

"That's about the same." Du Qingshao curled his lips, "Let your butler step down, and I want to talk to you alone."

"Okay," he nodded approvingly, and touched the sweet toffee with the tip of his tongue, but when he inadvertently lowered his head, he hid his smile in his golden hair, "Eric, bring another Let's visit the second floor, sir."

The butler's eyes flickered slightly, but he still agreed with a smile.Pan Lishu tactfully followed him upstairs, not forgetting to raise his eyebrows at Xiao Du and make a cheering gesture.

The air gradually quieted down.Luo Ming was lying on the sofa covered with a blanket, and Du Qingshao was sitting next to his lap. There was only a space between the two of them, and the atmosphere became ambiguous out of thin air.

Du Qingshao froze, for some reason he forgot what he wanted to say, glanced carelessly, saw the bronzing "Romeo et juliette" on the table, and changed the subject: "Are you watching Romeo and Juliet?"

"En." Luo Ming nodded.

He reached out his hand to touch the very textured book cover, and showed off by the way: "I read this book when I was in junior high school. It is a classic in terms of dramatic conflict. It is indeed one of Shakespeare's four tragedies..."

Unexpectedly, he was interrupted by the other party's cough before he finished speaking, and a smile appeared on his sickly face: "Shakespeare's four major tragedies do not include this book. This is basic literary common sense. Classics are often read. Chang Xin, I suggest you review it again when you have time."

The guy who was so weak that he couldn't even tear the candy wrapper just said such a long sentence?Xiao Du, who was harassed for putting letters, stood up from the sofa angrily, and took out the last pack of golden dog food in the plastic bag: "Tch, where is Sean, I also bought him something to eat."

"In the pet room..." He subconsciously pointed inside.

"Then I'll go play with him." Before he finished speaking, Du Qingshao ran away.Luo Ming thought of something just now, and felt anxious, so he lifted the blanket and tried to catch up.

Probably because he had been lying down for a long time and forgot how badly his knee fell, and when he got up, he was overwhelmed by the pain, and the words were immediately stuck in his throat, turning into a weak whimper.

When Du Qingshao heard the movement and turned around, he was also very frightened by the stagger, so he quickly grabbed him by the waist and caught him.The little beauty who had lost her center of gravity just fell into her arms, and even her pajamas slipped off a little in time.There is a simple necklace around his neck, on which is tied an ice blue bead, which is stuck on the slender collarbone at the moment, like a white rose adorned with morning dew that can pinch water.

The natural cool white skin was set off even cooler by this emerald blue pajamas.

With only a thin layer of pajamas, Du Qingshao could clearly feel his tight and delicate waist.

For a moment, he bit his lower lip absentmindedly: "Did you hurt your knee? Why did you stand up all of a sudden?"

"Sean is still young, I'm afraid you'll get scratched if you tease the dog inappropriately." Luo Ming calmed down and stood firmly on the armrest of the sofa. "You still have competitions in the future."

Du Qingshao hummed in his throat, let go of him in a daze, and unzipped the sweatshirt: "Then don't read, I'll leave after a few words with you."

"It's okay, help me there." He moved forward with difficulty, "I just haven't seen him for a few days."

also good.Du Qingshao thought for a while, then picked up the dog food and walked over with him in his arms.

The pet room is also carefully arranged, with all kinds of tools.He helped Luo Ming to sit down first, then opened the fence door, and the little Corgi rustled inside, then rushed out cheerfully and went straight to the master, sticking out his tongue in a hustle and bustle.

Seeing this, he tore open the package and poured a few grains of dog food into his hands.Sean stared at him with round eyes, not aggressive, and did not act easily.

"Cavabien, mangez. (It's okay, let's eat.)" Luo Ming patted its little head, and gave instructions slowly.The little dog who got the owner's permission started to laugh and leaned over to eat.It's been a long time since I saw the owner, and the dog is also very happy. After eating a few mouthfuls, it rubs sticky into Luo Ming's legs.

Du Qingshao was not reconciled, and every time he got in, he carried him out with his body. He also took a fancy to its upturned butt, and rubbed it a few times, making the puppy confused and whimpering.

"You bullied him." Luo Ming shook his head helplessly.

"How can it be called bullying? After I retire, I want to raise a dog and a litter." Du Qingshao sat on the ground, fed the food in his hands slowly, and went to the faucet to wash his hands.

When walking back, Xiao En slipped into Luo Ming's arms again.The sunlight coming in from the window, together with the howling and coquettish puppy, added a bit of smoke and fire to this man who was as delicate as walking out of an oil painting.

Du Qingshao's throat rolled down, and he took out a small harmonica out of nowhere: "I have something to do with you today."

Luo Ming raised his head in response, saw the harmonica in his hand, and blinked curiously.

"I want to play a piece of music for you." He cut to the chase, adjusted his breathing, and put the piano to his mouth.

The tune was not particularly familiar, and Luo Ming realized it was the Scottish folk song "Auld Lang Syne" after listening to a section.

The young man was wearing clean blue and white striped clothes. His slender figure stood in the middle of the room, holding the small harmonica in his hand. As his Adam's apple rose and fell, the soft and melodious music quickly enveloped the entire room, even the restless The dogs all quieted down and looked up looking for the sound.

He wasn't perfect at blowing, but his voice was captivatingly magical, hovering and reverberating in this sunny afternoon, skimming across the snow and ice mountains, without stopping for a long time.

"You know that I have a bad sense of music, and I was laughed at by my classmates because of this. But I didn't want to be laughed at by others for the rest of my life, so I secretly taught myself the harmonica." After the song ended, he put his hands by his side and calmed down a little. Breathe, "I'm telling you about this today, and I hope that one day you can really come out of those things. Although I know it may be more difficult for you, I believe you can."

"Because you are my teacher, you should be better than the students."

His voice was unhurried, and he was completely different from the willful and perverse appearance at that time.The more than one-minute-long song was like a dream. Luo Ming sat there blankly, his slender eyelashes fluttering lightly, breaking off the crystal luster of teardrops without warning.