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

When they arrived at the hospital, Xia Lin looked through the door of the ward to see Qiao Qisheng who hadn't passed the anesthetic inside: "Dad, brother Qisheng, can he really not swim?"

Xia Chengguo glanced at Yang Pingping, and then said: "The doctor said that if the operation recovers well, it is possible."

"That's just a possibility, isn't it?" Xia Lin turned around and leaned against the wall, the scenes just now flashed through his mind like a movie.

Xia Lin gritted her teeth and beat the wall with her hand: "Let's go."

The whole night, Xia Lin kept his eyes open, and as long as he closed his eyes, the words "he can't swim anymore" echoed in his ears, and the bloody image of the glass stuck on his shoulder would appear in his mind.

I'm afraid Xia Lin really can't be friends with Qiao Qisheng anymore.

After finally waking up to dawn, Xia Lin walked out of the room with dull eyes, and saw her parents waiting there after making breakfast: "Morning."

"Did you sleep well?" Yang Pingping asked, "Come and eat."

"Don't eat, go to the hospital." Xia Lin said and walked out.

Yang Pingping got up: "I'll go with you."

"No, you guys can eat, I'll go and have a look, I won't fight." Xia Lin opened the door and went out.

"Let's go, let's take a look." Yang Pingping took a picture of Xia Chengguo who was still eating.

When we arrived at the hospital, Xia Lin stood downstairs and watched for a long time.

He hates this place.

Lost, Xia Lin took the elevator upstairs and arrived at the ward where Qiao Qisheng was. Looking through the door of the ward, Qiao Qisheng was drinking porridge.

Perhaps because he felt someone was at the door, he raised his head and looked this way, but Xia Lin quickly hid beside him.

He didn't know why he didn't have the courage to go in, maybe it was just his fault as Yu Meifang said, if it wasn't for him, Qiao Qisheng might be even better than he is now.

"Mom, go and see if there is someone at the door." Qiao Qisheng woke up in the middle of the night and sent Xia Lin a message, but he didn't reply.

In the morning, Yu Meifang told him not to contact Xia Lin. It must be something happened during his coma operation.

Yu Meifang pointed to the porridge in his hand: "Eat well."

"Is anyone there?" Qiao Qisheng asked.

"No." Yu Meifang poked her head out, and there was no one else in the corridor except for a few old men on crutches, "You read it wrong, let me tell you, it's impossible for that Xia Lin to come to see you."

"What did you guys say yesterday?" Qiao Qisheng asked.

Yu Meifang: "I didn't say anything. Mom will take you abroad when your condition stabilizes."

"Ah? I'm not going, I still have a competition." Qiao Qisheng said, and then he moved his shoulder, and a sharp pain swept through his body.

"What are you doing? The doctor told you not to move around." Yu Meifang glared at him, "Stay well, if it wasn't for that kid, you would have been hurt?"

Qiao Qisheng grabbed the phone to see if there was any reply: "Mom, it's not his fault."

Yu Meifang snorted coldly: "Do you know that now and in the future, you will no longer be able to participate in competitions or swim?"

Qiao Qisheng, who was looking at the phone and was still typing, even had a faint smile on his face, suddenly froze, like a statue enchanted by magic, the smile on the corner of his mouth was too late to disappear.

After a long while, he swallowed his saliva, raised his head in a daze, as if he didn't believe it, and smiled with the corners of his mouth: "Mom, what did you say?"

Yu Meifang froze for a moment, realized that she shouldn't have said that, and wanted to interrupt and fool her: "It's nothing, you should eat quickly."

"No, Mom, what did you just say?" Qiao Qisheng grabbed her with his right hand, "You say, you say me, what can I do?"

It's not that he didn't hear clearly, he couldn't believe what he heard.

Then he struggled to pull out a smile, which was unbelievable: "No, Mom, did I hear wrong?"

Yu Meifang sighed: "You heard me right, but it's not all the fault of that kid, if it wasn't for..."

Qiao Qisheng didn't hear what was said later, and couldn't hear it clearly.

His ears were filled with the sound of water, the sound of water, the sound of legs hitting the water surface, the sound of paddling, and the appearance of training in the water seemed to appear in front of his eyes.

After a while, he threw off the quilt abruptly, and all the breakfast was knocked to the ground. He rushed out like crazy, but was stopped by Yu Meifang.

He yelled: "Mom, don't stop me, let me go to the doctor, it's impossible, absolutely impossible, how could it be possible, I must have misunderstood it, I just got hit, just..."

His strength was too great, and Yu Meifang had a lot of effort to push him back: "You just ask the doctor, the nurse, who you ask, the fact is the same, just accept it."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible." Qiao Qisheng shook his head, tears welling in his eyes, "Mom, you must be lying to me, right?"

Yu Meifang looked at him with red eyes, not knowing what to say to comfort him.

"Mom, talk, tell me, you lied to me, or, this is a dream, isn't it a dream?" Qiao Qisheng slapped himself hard.

pain.

It really hurts.

Distressed.

When he realized that this was not a dream but a reality, the light in Qiao Qisheng's eyes full of hope for the future suddenly dimmed: "Mom..."

Yu Meifang hugged him in her arms: "Don't be like this, it's all my mother's fault, it's all my mother's fault."

Qiao Qisheng let her hug him, tears flowed uncontrollably, and murmured: "I can't swim anymore, I can't compete, I haven't won an individual gold medal in the Olympics yet, I still want you to watch it, I also said, said, this time I won the gold medal..."

Xia Lin outside the door watched all this, covering her mouth to keep herself from crying, because her knuckles were already turning white because of too much force.

He knew how much Qiao Qisheng cared about the Olympics.

He studies the swimming videos of international famous players day and night, spends more time than others on training, and also takes care of his studies.

Go to bed later than the chicken and wake up earlier than the chicken every day, and prepare wholeheartedly, just for this time.

But suddenly told him that it was impossible to compare.

Can no longer compare.

I will never be able to stand on that stage again in my life.

Never get a gold medal in the individual event at the Olympics.

Even the career has come to an end, drawing an incomplete full stop, and will never move forward.

Blame him.

It's all Xia Lin's fault.

Xia Lin couldn't stand it anymore, he felt distressed.

Running out of the inpatient department in one breath, Xia Lin stretched his legs and bent over to take a big gulp of air, feeling so oppressive that he couldn't breathe.

he……

He suddenly realized that it was impossible for them to return to the way they were before, and Xia Lin couldn't forgive herself.

Xia Lin took out his phone and saw the message from Qiao Qisheng, which he hadn't replied yet: [Xia Lin, I'm awake, how are you?Are you ok?Not hurt? ]

At this time, he still thinks about himself.

What can Xia Lin give him in return?

No.

His fingers danced across the screen.

I typed a paragraph, deleted it, typed it again after deleting it, and repeated it many times. Even the breakfast stand at the entrance of the hospital has been withdrawn.

He deleted all apologies, regrets, annoyances, regrets, thanks...all of them.

Only one sentence was left: [Qiao Qisheng, we don't want to contact you any more. ]