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After a full year of vacancy after the World Table Tennis Championships in Paris, the gorgeous return of the 2014 World Cup in Linz made Weicheng occupy the front page headlines and hot searches.All the information from the past to the present has been unearthed by netizens like crazy, and the collapse in Paris a year ago is also infinitely looped on the homepage.

Some new fans were worried that this would have a psychological impact on Wei Orange, and the old fans popularized the comments before they got hot: the national team must hand in their mobile phones when they play games.

In a state completely isolated from the outside world except for the competition, Ke Zhiyan looked back at Chen Zhi, who was in the first row of the audience, on the premise of securing the final by a big lead, hoping to get a dose of reassurance that would calm her down. .

She saw the caucasian girl standing behind Chen Zhi, with slightly curly brown hair and high cheekbones. She was too far away to see the other's pupils, but the blue eyes that had been deeply carved in her mind had long been a part of her life. Unforgettable nightmare.

Lena.

Ke Zhiyan had never hated her so much that her eyesight was too good, so good that she could see each other from a long distance - when the white woman saw her looking over, she slowly evoked a smile at her.

Ke Zhiyan had never hated her memory so much. On the night when she was 11 years old, Lenna stood in the arena smiling devilishly at her, choked her neck, pressed her against the table, and slashed her wrist with a knife.

——"You took my place, you superfluous freak! Why don't you die, you die!"

—— "Ke Zhiyan, as long as you die."

——"Go to hell."

"Hmm..." Her wrist hurt, as if someone had cut her wrist bone with a sharp knife.Cruciatus hurt so badly that she could barely hold the racket.

Why is she here?

This person... her best friend ever.After all these years, are you still not going to let her go?

It's just a quota, you can take it if you want...

...I want to live...

I don't want to die.

……I beg you.

When did the game end?

Lost.

The opponent came up to shake hands, with a look of God on his face, yelling something in English.

Ke Zhiyan's ears were buzzing, and the wind was blowing in her ears in the closed venue. She couldn't hear the other person's words clearly, and in fact, she couldn't even focus on her eyes.

The opponent stopped suddenly, and the expression on her face changed from seeing God to seeing Satan. She stared at Ke Zhiyan's outstretched hand in shock——Ke Zhiyan stretched out her right hand, which was so painful a few minutes ago that she couldn't help it. The grip was changed to the left hand.

Ke Zhiyan followed the other person's line of sight and slowly lowered her head. Even though she had slowed down her movements, she still felt a buzzing in her head, as if someone had caught a handful of mosquitoes and locked them in her head, flying around, tearing her flesh and bones as they collided. eat.

Don't let her go.

She thought, only now did she see clearly what shocked her opponent—her right hand was covered with pinch marks, some of which were torn, and a large area was red, full of crescent moon pinch marks.

Ke Zhiyan twitched the corners of his mouth, and shook the opponent's hand with a calm face, and when it was time to shake hands with the referee, he had already switched to his left hand.

After the game, there were interviews, questions from the coaching staff, and disappointment or encouragement from the fans... Voices from all over the sky rushed to her like a flood. Ke Zhiyan couldn't say a word about Lenna, but every time when Lenna's face came to her mind again and again as she approached the interview under the official excuse she had made up.

Chen Zhishou specifically blocked her in the athlete's aisle, and when he saw Ke Zhiyan walk in, he planned to meet her.

Ke Zhiyan felt that every step she took was like stepping on the fire of hell. She had never read the "Bible", and she didn't know what hell was described in that book, and she didn't believe in God. Lawyer tricked him into asking for Halloween candy.

The only image she has of hell is that after she came to the national team, she accompanied Wei Cheng to watch the dialect version of "Tom and Jerry". With a wicked smile.The Tom cat fell down, shaking with fright.Just like she is now.

She has always been trapped in hell. Those nightmares have accompanied her for most of her life and have a tendency to continue. She is the only one who can't get out. The wounds are torn open again and again, and the blood is flowing, and those people look at her. laugh.

Chen Ji came here just to check on Ke Zhiyan's condition.Losing the game in a dramatic way is certainly a joke, but compared to that, he and the coaching staff are more concerned about these children who have grown up since childhood.

Ke Zhiyan's state in the second half of the day was obviously not good, to put it more directly: it was as if he had hit an evil and suddenly lost his mind.

Chen Ji wanted to take a look at the other party's situation. After all, girls are delicate in their thoughts, and they can end up with twists and turns. As the head coach, he has the responsibility and obligation to communicate with the players.

But he hadn't come to Ke Zhiyan, even after a distance, he saw Ke Zhiyan suddenly raised his head, his face was a little pale, his lips were already a little dry because he didn't replenish water in time after exercising, and now he was slightly pale.

Ke Zhiyan's eyes turned red, and he looked very fragile, "Chen Zhi, I want to be alone for a while."

He is still a child, and he has the right to make mistakes.Chen Ji thought, and then kicked all the previous thoughts over, and made a damn summary of the accusations. Of course, after losing the game, one person must cover up the quilt and cry bitterly, and then pick up the racket to continue training.

Chen Ji nodded silently, turned sideways to get out of the way, and when Ke Zhiyan passed in front of him with a bag and racket on his back, Chen Ji wanted to raise his hand and press the other's shoulder so that she wouldn't think too much, and that the responsibility should be his The guidance coach and the off-site guidance at that time should be responsible. After all, the incident happened suddenly, and Ke Zhiyan's sudden inaccuracy made Zhong Zheming unable to react and give effective guidance.

Chen Ji raised his hand in the air, looked at the 20-year-old girl in front of him, and put it down again.This body seems too thin at the moment, Chen Ji always has an idea in his mind, as if as long as he puts his hand on it, even if it just touches the girl's clothes lightly, it will become the last straw that overwhelms her .

Step by step, the girl almost dragged her body into the athlete's lounge. There was no one there, which made her relieved briefly. She found a seat in the corner and sat down, with her backpack thrown by her feet.

Immediately afterwards, she felt the disadvantage of no one in the room.It was too quiet, the silence surrounded her, the lights were bright and dazzling, as if she had returned to the night when she went to the arena alone.

Lenna...her shadows are everywhere.Ke Zhiyan covered his ears and curled up on the sofa uncomfortable.But this is not enough.

Sharp laughter seemed to resound in the quiet room. Ke Zhiyan closed her eyes tightly, feeling too uncomfortable. Her right hand was shaking, and the wound was dug open over and over again. She bent her wrist and licked hard against the wall superior.

This time, there was a solid pain, and Ke Zhiyan took a deep breath in pain, but the world seemed to be quiet for a few seconds, and those laughing tides and everything about Luna disappeared for a few seconds.

Pain brings clarity, which she desperately needs right now.This lounge is not a private place, and people will come in at any time, and if her current state is seen, it is inevitable that she will be questioned, or she will encounter someone with ulterior motives and stab her to the media.

His face was pale, he was sweating profusely, his right hand was covered with pinch marks and a large area was red, no matter how he looked at it, there was something wrong, so he took a picture and caught it right away.

Fortunately, no one noticed anything unusual about her until she was able to control her actions and reluctantly returned to the hotel by car.Ke Zhiyan asked Chen Zhi for leave, and used the cold as an excuse to go back to the room early to rest.

There was no one in the room, and the laughter in her head didn't stop for a moment, Ke Zhiyan stuffed herself into a corner and curled up, her left hand tightly grasped her right wrist bone, only in this way could she feel a little bit safe.

Ke Lvyan's worries were right. Lenna was a disaster for her. She would never be able to become a normal person in her life. It took her nine years to make Lenna less of a presence in her life, but Just one look today, just one look!

The unbearable childhood was once again exposed in public, even though the wrist bones had been worn with wrist guards, it could not hide the ugly scar left in her heart.

She could never, never get rid of Lenna.

Ke Zhiyan only felt that he was holding a breath in his heart, and this inexplicable breath was combined with the pain on his wrist.

She just doesn't understand, why her?Why is it her?Why did it remind her of it when she finally got better?

There is a voice roaring in the bottom of my heart, and the laughter in my head is even sharper and harsher.

To shut up!

"Noisy!"

"hiss."

The world is quiet.

Ke Zhiyan felt as if he had thrown something.It seems to be the only one at hand - the racket that she has been carrying in her hand.

Ke Zhiyan's heart sank.For a moment, she couldn't tell whether it was because of the racket or the confusion of Lenna's mind.The only sliver of reason left told her that with this strength, the racket that had accompanied her for nearly half of her career was probably broken in two and she couldn't put it back together.

An athlete dropped her racket with her own hands.Ke Zhiyan didn't know if this sarcasm counted as today's headlines.

She moved, and was about to get up to pick up her partner who had been with her for many years, but she heard a rustle, and then her racket was handed to her.

In perfect condition, just a little dusty.

Wei Cheng's voice sounded above her head: "Being so violent to it, are you planning to retire?"

Ke Zhiyan raised his gaze up the racket, Wei Cheng half-bent, and when she noticed her, she simply squatted down.

"What's wrong? You're so wronged after losing the game?" Wei Cheng was taken aback when she saw the child's distressed face, then raised her hand to touch the other's head, "Crying? Are you still uncomfortable?"

Ke Zhiyan moved his eyes along the other's outstretched hand, and saw that Wei Cheng's other hand, which was hanging down, was already covered in a large area of ​​cyan—it was hit by a racket.

Her racket was caught and protected by Wei Cheng.

Ke Zhiyan sniffled, her voice was still suppressed in her chest, she tried several times before she could piece together the syllables: "...does it hurt?"

Wei Cheng withdrew her hand, looked down at the redness and swelling on her hand, and comforted her with a smile: "It doesn't hurt."

Ke Zhiyan took her hand and looked at it carefully, frowning, forgetting that his right hand was still hurting, "Liar. Why are you blocking it? You have a competition tomorrow."

"You have a game soon, how can you play without a racket?" Wei Cheng subconsciously frowned in pain when the other party took her hand and accidentally touched the swollen place, but smiled again in the next second , "If you feel pain, just blow on it."

Originally it was just a joke, but Wei Cheng saw Ke Zhiyan's state was extremely poor, so she wanted to say something light-hearted, it was great to divert the other party's attention, but she didn't expect the child in front of her to take it seriously, and after listening to it, she said "um" seriously, and immediately Carefully avoiding the place where Wei Cheng's hand was hit, he blew lightly.

Before Wei Cheng's smile stopped, the child kissed her gently again, piously and focused, like kissing the queen's hand.

After a while, Ke Zhiyan's lips left the back of her hand, his eyes were still red, and his complexion was too pale to be human, but he forced a smile and asked Wei Cheng, "Does it still hurt now?"