You should cross the mountains like a brave man

Chapter 457 The most beautiful woman
Wei Xia had to change his mind and followed the team back to Los Angeles.

No one knows why except Kobe.

Jerry Wayne guessed it right away: "It has something to do with women?"

"How do you know?"

"If a grown man doesn't come home late at night, there is a high probability that it has something to do with a woman." Wayne seemed to understand very well, "I will explain to your grandma, it doesn't matter how crazy you are tonight, you must go home and eat turkey tomorrow!"

Wei Xia said yes, and by the way, understand what grandpa is referring to when he says it doesn't matter how crazy he is?
Is he thinking wrong?
In the middle of the night, Wei Xia and his teammates took a connecting flight back to Los Angeles.

It was late, and he wondered if it made sense to go to Elaine Trovis now.Maybe she has fallen asleep?
Still, a drug scandal, combined with a racist hat, threatened to bury her career.

Just imagine, what would happen if Wei Xia was burdened with a match-fixing scandal, and then it was reported that he was a racist?His NBA career is definitely over.

In that case, would he still be able to sleep?
No, he was definitely as fragile as glass.

Wesha had the key to Trovis's house, but he never used it to open the door of Trovis's house.

Because the relationship between him and Trovis is not the type where you can do whatever you want by exchanging the keys of each other's homes.

For normal American couples, once the keys to their respective residences are exchanged, it means that the other party can appear in their own beds at any time without restraint.

But Wei Xia and Trovis are not in this relationship.

Wei Xia came to Trovis' door and made another call.

Still didn't answer.

"Elaine!"

Wei Xia knocked on the door.

He tried for 1 minute, no response.

Trovis' car was parked in the garage, and she was sure she was at home.

Wesha took out the key and made it work for the first time.

Opening the door, Wei Xia walked in and found that the inside was in a mess, at least it hadn't been tidied up for a few days.

He picked up things on the ground along the way, including clothes, cups, and garbage.

He picks things up like a cleaner and puts them where they belong.

"Eileen?"

Still no response, he saw an open bottle of wine, but didn't drink much.

Trovis was not a woman who would drink away her sorrows.

"Elaine? I just want to make sure you're okay."

Wei Xia walked forward while talking.

He walked outside Trovis's boudoir—"Elaine?"

Wei Xia walked into Trovis's boudoir for the first time in his life, and found that the door was not closed at all, and it was dark inside. Just as he was going to other rooms, he suddenly saw a figure standing beside the bed.

"Oh my God!"

he called out.

The light coming from outside the room allowed Wesha to see the face of that person clearly. It was Elaine Trovis, who was sitting against the wall with her legs in an A shape so that her chin could rest on her leg bones.

"I'm sorry I left my phone outside, I don't want to move it." Trovis's voice was as indifferent as if Wei Xia was a stranger, "I've been sitting here."

"It's ok."

Wei Xia approached and found that Trovis's eyes were unusually bright.

Usually we say that some people have light in their eyes, and that's usually a rhetorical device, but Trovis did have light in his eyes, and it was tears.

Tears did not jump out of the eyes, but condensed in the eyes.

"What are you doing?" Wei Xia wanted to find something to talk about.

"I just want to sit for a while." Trovis is like a cat and dog who is battered, trying to close himself off from corner to corner.

Wei Xia reminded her: "It's almost dawn."

"It's okay, I don't have to go to work." Trovis didn't seem to be crying, but had already cried.

At least Wei Xia could tell that her eyeliner was already weeping.

"They fired you?" Wei Xia asked in surprise.

"No I wrote my resignation letter, I fired myself." She wanted to say that no one could fire her.But she lacked courage and lost all confidence.

Because she screwed up everything.

Wei Xia slowly sat beside him, and he hoped that Trovis would not avoid it.He could lend her a shoulder to lean on if she needed it.He has absolutely no problem, absolutely.

He was glad that Trovis didn't resist his approach.

He shouldn't be happy now, but he's still happy to be sitting next to Trovis as a boyfriend.

"The drug manufacturer didn't have any problems. Before that, they have always been the most reliable." Trovis said slowly, "It's just that suddenly, their economy has a problem, and the quality of the drug has declined, but I didn't find out in time, and I didn't get feedback from other people. I want to figure out what happened, but I just can't figure it out."

"why?"

She looked at Wei Xia, "I never thought this kind of thing would happen."

As soon as her words fell, a tear overflowed from her strong eyes and slid across her cheeks.

"It's not your fault." This seemed to be the only thing Wei Xia could say.

He didn't know what else to say.

"No, if I don't fully trust them, if I can check some links that these things don't happen." Her voice became trembling, "It's my fault."

"You may not believe it." Wei Xia moved closer to Trovis.

"But I understand your frustration, because I have failed too." Wesha said, "Twice. You should also know those failures, which are not as easy for me to accept as they seem."

Wei Xia decided to use the old-fashioned, "Look, I'm worse than you, you don't have to be so sad", everyone knows it, and it works for almost everyone.

Trovis is not an ordinary woman, and Wei Xia doesn't know whether this trick will work for her.

He told stories in a steady stream.

As we talked, it was dawn.

He stayed up all night, which is unprofessional for a professional player.

Wei Xia spoke dryly, until he heard a slight "hoo~" in his ear, and realized that his tragic experience had successfully hypnotized Trovis.

"now it's right."

Wei Xia gently picked up Trovis, put him on the bed, and covered him with the quilt.

After doing these things, he felt a little incomplete.

Where is it incomplete?Oh, no goodnight kisses.

Did Trovis agree with him?do not care!He kissed Trovis on the cheek lightly, then fled like a thief.

"She won't find out?"

he asked himself nervously.

Probably not, she is completely unconscious, maybe, what if she pretends?Deliberately test my character?I just kissed on the cheek and it shouldn't be.
All kinds of anxious questions echoed in Wei Xia's heart.

At 06:30 in the morning, Wei Xia, who didn't sleep for a second last night, walked out of Trovis's house.He yawned, and it was better to hit the ground than to choose the ground, so what if he just slept at Trovis's house?

He went back home, found an alarm clock in the guest room, went to the supermarket to buy a battery and pressed it, set the time, put it on the table, and lay on the sofa by himself. Within half a minute, his consciousness fell into nothingness.

When I opened my eyes, I came to the 60s.

In the winter of 1964, the Celtics were playing the most brilliant regular season of the Russell era.

Nothing special today, Wei Xia only remembers Tom Heinsohn coughing constantly during the journey.

This is a living example that smoking is harmful to health.

But although this old smoker has been smoking all his life, he is in good health, so smoking may be harmful to health, but it is not so obvious?Maybe, it varies from person to person, maybe Heinsohn is that lucky star.

Wei Xia set an alarm clock for himself at 13 o'clock, but it was not the alarm clock that woke him up, but Trovis.

At lunchtime, Trovis called him up to eat.

Wei Xia rubbed his eyes and was out of spirits. The last time he stayed up all night may have been back in high school.

Suddenly one night, he felt like he was going to die.

"Do you mind fried rice with eggs?"

Trovis blocked the dining table before Wei Xia went to the table.

"It seems that I have no choice." Wei Xia smiled bitterly.

What Wei Xia dislikes is not egg fried rice, but a lot of carbohydrates.He does need carbs, but there's more to it than just carbs.But here in Trovis, he couldn't hope for more.

Egg fried rice, scrambled eggs, gone.

"Is that how you treat yourself?"

If it was someone else, Wei Xia's line should be: Is that how you greet guests?

"I'm not in the mood to go to the supermarket these days."

For well-known reasons.

Wei Xia expressed his understanding.

I hadn't eaten in the morning, but when I saw a table of carbohydrates, Wei Xia said no, his stomach was very honest, first he let out a growl, and then he drove his brain to control his hands and feet to put rice in a bowl.

After taking a bite, Wei Xia fell in love with Trovis' egg fried rice.

It's different from what he ate in the Chinese restaurant.

Egg fried rice in Chinese restaurants, in order to cater to American tastes, will put a lot of strange seasonings.Wei Xia was raised by British women, and the taste is already light. Those heavy flavors that belong to the Americans, every time they are put into the mouth, they are flying against the wind.

Trovis’s egg fried rice was just right, neither salty nor bland. It was served with scrambled eggs. The aroma of the rice and the appetite brought by the eggs made him eat three bowls in a row.

"When did you come last night?"

Trovis seemed to have amnesia, but she asked at the wrong time.

At that time, Wei Xia was busy filling his stomach, and his mind was all used up for eating, so he didn't have time to listen to her.

So there was a scene of talking, a mouth full of egg fried rice and constantly chewing.

Trovis didn't eat much, and Wei Xia wiped out the fried rice with eggs.

He is full and ready to go home for Thanksgiving.

"Can you be alone?" Wei Xia wasn't sure if he should leave Trovis alone.

Trovis nodded slightly.

Wei Xia had just walked a few steps before walking back automatically.

"Aren't you rushing to Boston?" Trovis asked.

"I just remembered that the tickets are sold out. Tonight is Thanksgiving. Many people are going home for the holiday. I fell asleep again and missed the best time to grab tickets." Wei Xia made up a reason for frowning, "It seems that I have to stay, this is God's arrangement."

Trovis asked tentatively, "Then continue eating fried rice with eggs tonight?"

Wei Xia couldn't bear it anymore: "Is this how you entertain guests?"

Trovis had a rare smile on his face: "I'm just kidding."

The moment she laughed, Wei Xia determined from the bottom of his heart that no woman in the world was more beautiful than her, including his mother Mei Chen.

(End of this chapter)