The object of online dating is the Bamboo Horse Movie Emperor [Athletics]

Qiao Qisheng was really right. When Xia Lin came from the swimming pool to go home that night, Jason Wu told him about the dormitory.

For this reason, Qiao Qisheng, who hadn't been home for a long time, specially accompanied Xia Lin back home.

At the moment, the two are sitting on the sofa at home, waiting for Yang Pingping and Xia Chengguo in the back room to discuss the results.

"Brother, do you think my mother won't disagree?" Xia Lin was suddenly worried.

And he hasn't left home to live outside since he's grown up.

"Do you want to?" Qiao Qisheng asked.

"Of course." Xia Lin nodded, "It must be cool."

Qiao Qisheng: "...Then just listen to me later."

Another 10 minutes passed.

Finally, the two of them came out.

"Mom." Xia Lin stood up from the sofa, only to see Yang Pingping press her hand to let him sit down.

"I discussed it with your father." Yang Pingping paused for a few seconds, "Either rent a house near there."

Xia Lin was about to speak, but was suppressed by Qiao Qisheng, and said: "Auntie, it is more convenient for Xia Lin to live in a dormitory. He doesn't have to run back and forth after training at night, and he has to go to school. It is relatively safe and more beneficial for us to go together. Training, and there is an empty room in my house, and he can live in it at that time."

"Really?" Yang Pingping heard the interest, and then said, "Your dormitory can be allocated by yourself?"

"Almost, it's fine." Qiao Qisheng nodded, "Don't worry, Auntie, I'm sure you'll be fine."

Yang Pingping frowned and looked at Xia Chengguo, and nodded after a while: "That's fine, but..."

"Mom, I know, I'm a junior high school student, and I have my brother here, so I will definitely pay attention to safety. If you don't worry about me, can you worry about my brother?" Xia Lin knew that with Qiao Qisheng around, Yang Pingping treated him hundreds of times rest assured.

"Then, all right." Yang Pingping nodded, although she was still a little worried, but what Qiao Qisheng said was not unreasonable, "Then when will you be there?"

"Next Mon."

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Originally, Xia Lin thought that being in the dormitory with Qiao Qisheng was just for talking. After all, there are team rules in the team, how could it be so casual.

Perhaps it is to allow each athlete to have a better rest environment, and there are really no such shackles on the issue of accommodation.

On Sunday night, Xia Lin carried two suitcases and lived in the dormitory accompanied by her parents.

It's just that the management of the dormitory is strict, no outsiders are allowed to enter casually, and Xia Lin quickly leaves after sending things in.

"Dad, look at Mom. I usually talk about me all day at home. Now that I'm out, I don't bother you anymore. Why are you still crying?" Xia Lin took out a piece of paper and handed it to Yang Pingping, "Mom, why are you crying? Can't see me."

"Nonsense." Yang Pingping raised her hand and gave him a shoulder, "You live outside, you should pay attention to what you say, don't be careless, you are offending people, mom usually watches that legal program, there are many of them are just talking I owe it and then I was killed by my roommate and colleagues, mom is just a child like you..."

"Oh, Pingping, look at what you said. My son is going to train and win glory for the country. How come you said it is so dangerous." Xia Chengguo raised his chin, "Son, don't worry about training, I will talk to your mother." you do not need to worry."

"I'm just worried, can't I tell you what to do?" Yang Pingping's eyes were red, and she took Xia Lin's hand, "Don't be too tired from training, go to school, listen to class, eat well and sleep well..."

Before she finished speaking, Yang Pingping couldn't continue and began to cry.

Xia Chengguo on the side waved to Xia Lin, signaling him to go back first, and he will be fine in a while.

"Mom, I'm going back first. I have to clean up. I have to go to school tomorrow morning." Xia Lin pointed at the door of the dormitory, turning her head three times, "Dad, Mom, be careful on the road."

"You too!" Yang Pingping waved her hands while wiping her tears.

"Okay, don't cry. Whenever you miss your son, it's over when you come here. I usually see you at night at home, and I haven't seen you think so." Xia Chengguo put his arm around her shoulders, "Let's go, I didn't eat much at night. , I treat you to a barbecue."

Yang Pingping smiled through tears: "Isn't your money still mine?"

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After returning to the dormitory, Xia Lin saw Qiao Qisheng in his room wearing gloves and wiping with a rag in his hand, and hurried over: "Brother, what are you doing, I can do it myself."

"You are clumsy, go and stay aside, don't get in the way here." Qiao Qisheng worked without looking up.

"Then I..." Xia Lin couldn't be idle, she glanced around, "I'm going to clean the inside of the cabinet."

Qiao Qisheng stopped him: "Oh, no need, I wiped it off."

"Then..." Xia Lin looked towards the window sill, there seemed to be dust there, "Then I'll go and sweep the floor."

Qiao Qisheng: "I finished scanning."

"Then..." Xia Lin thought that since she came out to live, she had to look like she was out, how could she be taken care of by others, it would be embarrassing to say it out.

He went over to grab the rag from Qiao Qisheng's hand: "Let me come, brother, don't let me idle, as if I'm bullying you."

Qiao Qisheng was happy: "Are you still bullying less?"

"No, how can I have it?" Xia Lin refused to accept, and stood in the middle of the ground with her hips akimbo, insisting on breaking up with him.

Qiao Qisheng finished all the work in the time it took to tear apart, and finally hung the rag to dry on the window sill, "Okay, I'll help you lay out the quilt later."

"No need." Only then did Xia Lin realize that what he said just now was to prevent himself from meddling, and suddenly felt his heart warm, and rushed over to hug Qiao Qisheng from behind.

"Brother~ you are so kind."

Qiao Qisheng didn't expect him to come here so suddenly, he shook unconsciously, took his hand away, pointed to the chair in the living room: "You go there and wait for me, I have something to tell you."

"Just say that?" Xia Lin poked his back with his finger, "Do you have to sit there?"

Qiao Qisheng: "Yes."

But in a few minutes, when Qiao Qisheng finished his work and wanted to go over to talk to him, he saw that he had already fallen asleep lying on the table.

"Xia Lin." Qiao Qisheng called him softly.

no response.

There was no response even after calling a few times.

Qiao Qisheng shook his head lovingly, and picked him up from the chair.

This guy is the same as before, he doesn't grow fat, and he doesn't know how to persist with such intense training.

Carrying him to the bed and covering him with the quilt, Qiao Qisheng stood by the bed and looked down at him, silently saying in his heart: I hope it will always be like this.