wipe the ice and fire

Du Qingshao looked at the knife in front of him, without showing any surprise, just said: "I know."

Luo Ming's pupils shrank, and he looked at him in disbelief: "Really?"

He nodded calmly, with a half-smile hidden in the night, and he turned his head to look at the peaceful river ahead: "At the beginning of the period, I couldn't figure out why you insisted on being my teacher, so I guessed it. Later you sent me Letter, you will only officially confirm your identity when you see the wax seal."

After speaking, he took the knife from Luo Ming's hand, turned it over to the handle, and tapped it with his fingers a few times: "This is your family's crest, right? I guessed yours when I got this knife." Life experience is not simple."

Luo Ming was speechless, and laughed approvingly: "Your observation and memory are indeed amazing. But... how did you know that I wanted to commit suicide that day?"

"Intuition." Du Qingshao spread his hands towards him, "As you can see, my life has never been so smooth."

Campus violence, public opinion attacks, and injuries, he has experienced too many things in just 18 years, how could he not know what a desperate person looks like.

However, the thing he couldn't let go of most at the moment was the unexpected divorce of his parents.

"Did you know, my parents are divorced." He turned to look at Luo Ming again, "I can't fully guess the specific reason, but a large part of the reason is that I became a professional athlete and didn't live according to the route they planned .They even lied to me for five years, and they will show their cards when the lie can't be fulfilled now."

"But in fact, my parents personally created the opportunity to send me on this road, but in the end they didn't even want to accompany me for the operation. The recovery period was really tiring. At the beginning, the ten hours were not as good as the one hour before me. High efficiency. At that time, I really wanted to give up, and I didn't answer your calls..."

"I'm sorry." Luo Ming interrupted the conversation first when he heard this, and touched the water-blue spherical pendant around his neck, "Let me tell you a story about me."

It was the first time Du Qingshao heard him explain his life experience in detail, and immediately cast a curious look.Luo Ming raised his eyes and looked at him for a few seconds, then smiled and said, "You should know my identity. In my impression, I've never met my biological mother. I only heard that she was a very beautiful Nordic girl who was still a top music academy in Europe at that time. student with the same blond hair, blue eyes and artistic talent as me."

"When I was 13 years old, I was seriously injured in an accident, including my waist and knees. When I was recuperating in the hospital, I even felt that I would never be able to stand up in my life. At this time, my father who had disappeared for a long time suddenly came to visit me and sent me I bought a necklace. He said it was an amulet left to me by my birth mother, the sphere could be opened, and inside was a miniature music box, with Prince Swan Lake in the middle.”

Having said that, Luo Ming paused, and took off the pendant to show him.Sure enough, when I opened the box, I saw an exquisite male ballet dancer standing inside, and the most classic 32 whip music of "Swan Lake" was playing.

Du Qingshao was dumbfounded, and couldn't help feeling that such an exquisitely crafted music box could be packed into this fingernail-sized ball.Luo Ming knew he was surprised, and laughed at himself: "But do you think this kind of privately-made exquisite product will be something she left me?"

"?" Du Qingshao looked at him in astonishment.

He shook his head and continued: "Although I knew they were lying to me, I was very happy to accept it. Because I have never received a gift before that, even if I know it is not true at all, I am willing to lie Own."

Therefore, there is no absolute right or wrong for white lies, the key is to see how you interpret them.

Du Qingshao understood what he meant when he said these words, and hearing his voice trying to restrain himself, his heart ached.The more he looked at Luo Ming, he felt like a little golden retriever, so innocent that he could be abducted in an instant as long as someone hugged him.

Even though he knew it was fake, he was still happy to be deceived.

His little silly dog.

Du Qingshao sighed, took out his pocket a few times, and said to him, "Stretch out your hand."

"What?" Luo Ming hesitated.

"I told you to do it, it won't hurt you anyway." Du Qingshao curled his lips at him, and then he slowly put his hand between the two of them.

Du Qingshao unfolded the red rope in his hand, wrapped it around his slender wrist, and tightened the slider carefully: "From now on, there will be someone who will give you a gift sincerely."

A brown-red hand twist gourd was tied to the red thread, lying quietly on the inside of his wrist, just covering an ugly scar.

"This..." He blinked in surprise, "Isn't this what you've been wearing in previous games?"

"Yes," Du Qingshao nodded, "It was originally a talisman from my father, but it is not important now."

"In any case, he is your parents' wish." Luo Ming corrected him.

"Dad told me something that parents can't be with you forever. I think it makes sense." Du Qingshao smiled mysteriously, and lifted up the long sleeves of his sweatshirt, revealing another golden shirt. The little gourd leaned in front of his eyes.

I saw a string of English words clearly engraved on the golden gourd——Lumi·Varis.

He engraved Luo Ming's name on his new amulet as a testimony to the glory he would gain in the ice rink with him in the future.

"..." Luo Ming looked at the name engraved in italics on it, and slowly raised his hand to touch it with his fingertips.The mark carved by the knife, every touch is so clear.

The scene in front of him was instantly blurred.

The happiest thing in his life was meeting Du Qingshao and a child who looked like a god.Luo Ming clearly remembered how strong his belief in wanting to die was that night. Even if Du Qingshao just got a suspicious look, or said lightly, "Life is beautiful, you have to live", it is impossible to save that heart. hopeless heart.

But Du Qingshao didn't say a word of nonsense, but directly used actions to give him fantasies that he had never had before.

hope and future.

Du Qingshao was the only motivation for him to live.

Luo Ming realized his gaffe, took out his handkerchief and wiped away his tears, calmed down his emotions, looked at Du Qingshao seriously and said, "Du, do you know how your name is pronounced in French? Du-g-tiao... Chinese is your mother tongue, you should be able to understand me, right?"

After he spoke, his voice was very soft, and he avoided his eyes in embarrassment.Du Qingshao repeated the name several times, and his bewildered eyes suddenly became clear.

Doesn't the pronunciation of g-tiao mean heartbeat?

"So you're confessing to me?" His eyes became brighter, he was more excited than looking at his master's pup, and he grabbed Luo Ming's arm and shook it a few times in disbelief.

Luo Ming didn't know how to speak.He has a thousand words to say: he wants to see him become the king, see him win consecutive victories, and become an eternal myth in the sports world—no, in fact, he is the king in his world, where his heartbeat and soul belong.

This sentence has been buried in his heart for a whole year from the moment he got off the plane.But……

Finally, he couldn't restrain the torment of repeatedly entangled in his heart, suffocating like tearing, and sobbed softly on Du Qingshao's shoulder: "But I lied to you. My illness will not get better, and no matter what I do, it is impossible to completely cure it. And I also It is impossible to return to the dance company, because I broke the leg of my partner back then, and no theater dared to take me..."

"Does this have something to do with our love?" Du Qingshao put his hand on his soft hair, whispered in his ear, "Lumi, don't you want a job? Then be my lover, I Guarantee that you will never be unemployed in your life."

His words, together with the warmest wind in mid-spring, rushed to Luo Ming's ears, making his eyes blurred.Luo Ming lay on Du Qingshao's shoulder, sniffling at a loss, and asked in a low voice, "Promise me, don't give up skating. You deserve a higher honor."

"Of course, this is a career I love. And I haven't heard enough of your heartbeat." Du Qingshao continued rubbing his head and said with a smile, "Quick, give me a kiss to show your determination, so as not to say that I'm a kid again." rogue."

Luo Ming's face was already flushed red by him, and it didn't ease after blowing in the wind for a long time. His heart was stirred up by his gentle touch again and again, and finally he lost all reason, and tilted his head to peck him on the face.

"Got it~ But your little chicken pecking rice confession is not enough." Du Qingshao let go of him dissatisfied, admired the blushing little beauty under the moonlight, and stepped forward to support her His jaw.

This time he did not choose a rough tongue kiss, but quietly tiptoed, and lightly placed his lips on his forehead.