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Early the next morning, Ke Zhiyan went to the coach to ask for Wei Cheng's upcoming match schedule.

Wei Cheng's schedule is very full, and she has applied for all the events she can apply for. It seems that all the glory of national table tennis is on her shoulders, which makes her work so hard.After the women's singles, it will be the eighth-finals and quarter-finals of the women's doubles and mixed doubles. I can't even breathe a sigh of relief. The two competitions and different opponents and partners will follow on the same day. The group stage After that, none of the opponents can be won in just four rounds. In terms of doubles, which is premised on tacit cooperation, physical strength is the most important determining factor.

It was almost noon when Wei Cheng returned to the gymnasium. After a night of treatment, she was still limping when walking. Director Chen helped her to walk slowly to the practice court in the auxiliary hall. Ke Zhiyan looked over from a distance and felt Every step Wei Cheng takes is like stepping on the tip of a knife, and the heartache of the Little Mermaid turning into a human and dancing with the prince is nothing more than that.

She didn't know how Wei Cheng would survive, she already felt her heart was being torn bloody.

Ke Zhiyan quickly rushed over to help Wei Cheng, Wei Cheng smiled at her, as if it was an explanation of yesterday's "Children's words, don't be afraid", not only reassuring her, but also expressing "Look, I'm fine" mean.

How could Ke Zhiyan feel at ease.She didn't respond, she just turned her head and slowly helped Wei Cheng walk.

The game still has to continue. The coaching staff fully respects Wei Cheng's decision. Wei Cheng insists on not retiring from the game, and no one can make the decision for her.

Ke Zhiyan helped Wei Cheng's racket to re-rub the rubber. When Wei Cheng picked up the racket, he slowly turned the rubber on both sides.

"My sticky skin is not as good as you. I tried it with my spare rubber this morning before I started sticking to you." Ke Zhiyan watched her movements and explained lightly, "I brought the glue too, you Just wait and stick it again."

"It's no different from what I'm sticking to." Wei Cheng sighed at the rubber forehand and then wiped it with her hands, "I just think I miss it if I haven't seen it all night."

"You didn't take it with you when you left in a hurry, it must miss you."

Ke Zhiyan is rarely so openly emotional, most of the time she is rational and calm, Wei Cheng rarely sees Ke Zhiyan showing a fragile nature, she knows in her heart that this has a lot to do with herself.Her injury frightened Ke Zhiyan, although Wei Cheng didn't know why the other party had such a big reaction that day - she even subconsciously grabbed her wrist as if she didn't even realize it.

Why is Ke Zhiyan so scared?What is she afraid of?

Wei Cheng didn't know, she couldn't guess, she could only comfort the other party in her own way - even though the source of this "fear" originated from herself.

Wei Cheng held the racket and asked with a smile, "Want to have a game?"

"There is still one and a half hours until your mixed doubles match." Ke Zhiyan glanced at the watch on his wrist, "I don't think you should put too much pressure on your feet."

"It's just one set, it's time to warm up, and my feet are definitely willing." Wei Cheng put on a flattering face, with an innocent and aggrieved expression, and deliberately softened her tone and said, "Please."

Ke Zhiyan looked at her for a while, and breathed out from his nasal cavity as if angry, and the anger seemed to be more angry at his lack of determination: "Just one game, if you feel uncomfortable, stop immediately."

Wei Cheng squinted her eyes and smiled happily, just like Corgi Hel.

Ke Zhiyan set off before Wei Cheng. They were already on one side of the table. In order to save Wei Cheng from taking a few steps, Ke Zhiyan, who had always been able to sit without standing, actually ran forward a few steps and stood on the other side of the table.

Wei Cheng pressed her body slightly to catch the ball, and when she shifted her weight forward, she felt a bone-like pain in her left ankle.

It was just a warm-up match, Ke Zhiyan didn't take it seriously, the first serve was just a forehand topspin casually, the angle was not tricky, and the arc was just right. received.Wei Cheng just had a thought in his heart, a thought flashed, and he didn't care about thinking about it when receiving the serve. He had already chosen the most suitable attacking method in his hand - keeping the ball as close to the table as possible.

Ke Zhiyan rubbed the board, and it was really close to Taizhong Road.It is suitable for tearing a large angle with the forehand, and it is also suitable for quick dialing with the backhand.Wei Cheng frowned, and stood up straight after striking back.

Ke Zhiyan's attention was always on Wei Cheng, and she only had a little peripheral vision for the ping pong ball. As soon as Wei Cheng stood up straight, she immediately stopped attacking, and the ping pong ball bounced off the table from her. Flying around can't attract a little attention.

"What's wrong? Does your foot hurt?"

Before Wei Cheng had time to react or answer, Ke Zhiyan had already dropped his racket and rushed over. His footsteps were too fast and he had to pull the table to stop beside Wei Cheng without bumping into it. "Can I move? Should I go to the coach or take you there to rest? Have you brought any medicine you can take? Do you want to retire? You..."

"Zhiyan." Seeing that Ke Zhiyan had squatted down and stared at her wound but didn't dare to touch her wound, Wei Cheng had to give her left foot a little weight so that she could half bend down to pull Ke Zhiyan up. The pain made her breathe a little harder, but within a few breaths she was able to control it well. "I'm fine, you get up first."

Ke Zhiyan stood up as if she had just woken up from a dream after being pulled by her, and when she got up, she was flustered and at a loss, Wei Cheng had never seen Ke Zhiyan so flustered, even if she woke up from a nightmare struggling and crying, she curled up alone Weeping quietly, for so many years, I have never once been trapped in a nightmare like a child and panicked.

This is the first time.It was the first time Wei Cheng saw Ke Zhiyan panic like this.

"My injury has been dealt with. I know whether it hurts or not. Don't worry too much about me. The game is not over yet, so take care of yourself first."

Ke Zhiyan lowered her head. After hearing this, she probably whispered something, but her voice was too low, and many pronunciations were suppressed in her throat, leaving only an incomplete mouth shape. Wei Cheng couldn't hear what she said. What, I couldn't help asking subconsciously: "What did you say?"

"How could you not be in pain?" Ke Zhiyan's voice was still very low, but this time it was clear enough for Wei Cheng to hear what she was saying.

Wei Cheng wanted to laugh inexplicably after hearing her repetition: "This is the second question I want to ask, Zhiyan, why are you so interested in me?"

She is not ignorant of Ke Zhiyan's dependence on her.The whole national team knows that Ke Zhiyan is a kid who usually has a slumped face but smiles when he sees Wei Cheng. The reporters who are familiar with him joked that this is like the inheritance between the national team and the provincial team. He took Du Xuanya all the way to the Grand Slam, and then Du Xuanya took Weicheng from the provincial team to the national team, and now Weicheng took Ke Zhiyan to inherit the championship bloodline.The reporters laughed and asked Wei Cheng what she thought, and Wei Cheng said with an official smile that she was very happy to finally be a sister.

But is it just sister?Wei Cheng clearly knew that she was not so dependent on Du Xuanya back then, and Du Xuanya couldn't be so clingy to Sun Jin either.If it could be explained that Ke Zhiyan was born in a foreign country and was not familiar with the place when he was young, then based on the scenery the child has seen now, he should have spread his wings like a kite off its string.

But she doesn't, she'd rather be chained to herself than a champion, regardless of her work ethic, bewildered and panicked at the same time.

Wei Cheng sighed in a low voice, as if she was puzzled, but also as if she was extremely helpless towards the other party: "Zhiyan, why are you so kind to me?"

"I like you."

The strange thing is that Mingming used to be so scared to death that she had to keep a good distance between words and contacts for fear that others, especially Wei Cheng, would know what was on her mind. Now when Wei Cheng really exposes her, she is not afraid anymore.

Ke Zhiyan wanted to laugh, thinking that such a well-recognized freak as himself could one day fall in love with such a beautiful and sunny person, he couldn't help but want to laugh out loud. Is this irony, or is it that he also yearns for a beautiful life? ?

Ke Zhiyan laughed with red eyes, as if he was finally able to die calmly after being an undercover agent, and said simply, "I like you, Wei Cheng."

There are some things that are immediately easier to say once you say them out loud.The reason why a secret is a secret is because only one person knows about it, and sooner or later the weight is so heavy that it will be crushed to the point of no return.

But when he really said it, Ke Zhiyan found that everything that troubled him seemed to have left and dissipated from him, and he had already done everything he could do. Answering is another person's business.

Wei Cheng didn't seem to have much reaction after hearing it, she didn't even change her expression, she seemed to know it a long time ago, and it seemed it was the first time she heard about it, "You like me? Zhiyan, do you know what liking is?"

Look, even doubts are spoken softly, as if she was still a child who couldn't tell the difference between emotions.Ke Zhiyan sighed from the bottom of his heart, stretched out his hand to gently hold Wei Cheng's hand in his palm, his voice was very low, and his voice seemed to have a sense of bewilderment: "Wei Cheng, you know what kind of love I'm talking about. .”

Wei Cheng looked at her, and she also looked at Wei Cheng.What's in Wei Cheng's eyes?sincere?Confuse?With moist, Hel-like eyes, all the kindness and innocence in the world are contained in them, except for Ke Zhiyan.

Ke Zhiyan saw his reflection in her eyes, aggressive and ugly.She gave a wry smile, and slowly let go of Wei Cheng's hand, as if reluctant to part with the last farewell, "I'm sorry, I was joking, it doesn't seem funny..."

Except for Ke Zhiyan herself, everything else is not funny.

She let go of her hand and took a step back, "Come on, mixed doubles, I will cheer for you."