ice emperor

With all kinds of thoughts in his mind, Joyce recovered from his emotions and observed the two disciples who were chatting and laughing, with a smile on his face involuntarily.

It's nice to be young.

Full of vigor and endless possibilities.

Unlike him, who entered middle age, was alone, and was destined to spend the rest of his life alone.

Hmm... Maybe he can look forward to the children of the two disciples?

If they can be accepted as students at that time, the three generations of master and apprentice will be regarded as a rare story in the figure skating world.

dong dong dong.

At five past 21 o'clock in the evening, just as James Joyce was thinking about the future, there was a knock on the door at the entrance of the ward, and then the wooden door was pushed open, with several bags hanging on his arms and back. An Zexian walked in.

Apart from anything else, An Zexian, who worked as a part-time porter, first put down the things on his body after entering the door.Then, his eyes turned to the left side of the hospital bed. The Canadian boy with golden brown hair glanced at his face, winked at him with a strange expression, and opened a gray bag casually. While stopping him, he pulled out something like a photo album, walked to An Yi's bedside, and handed the mysterious item to his son.

Seeing this scene, An Yi looked at the big one, and then at the small one, not knowing what the two of them were messing with, subconsciously reached out to take it, and lowered his head to take a look, his eyes fixed for a moment, and it was printed with the words 'Best to me' Friend, Louis Watts' lettering cover, grabs all the attention.

Instantly remembered that today is December 12th, his 3th birthday.

Referring to his father's and Johnny's reaction just now, this thing should be Johnny's birthday present specially prepared for him?

"No! Louis! Don't look! That's not my birthday present for you, absolutely not!!"

Watching the 'gift' he had forgotten appeared in An Yi's hands, Johnny was struggling constantly while lying on the hospital bed, but because of his injured right foot, all his efforts were in vain.

As for An Yi, seeing his friend's reaction, he became more and more curious.

Amidst the strange laughter of my father's teasing, I turned to the first page of the photo album.The next moment, he was shocked by the content inside and fell silent. He couldn't help but raise his eyelids and look at the hospital bed on the left. Friends who look at each other.

This, this, what should he say.

The contents of the album are not some shady and dirty things, but just some photos and pictures that record the highlights of his career.

It seems ordinary, but in fact it is ordinary, but it cannot be read together with the blank part of the album and the handwritten text.

Once that is done, the emotions revealed between the lines of these words, if you savor them carefully, will really, really move people.

' March 1998, 3.Wow!Back and forth point ice quadruple jump!happy happy!Luis, my good man, thank you for your selfless help! :)'

The tone was off, obviously with a sense of joy.Accompanying it is a photo of him and Johnny in the Meteor Ice Rink before the renovation.

'oh my god!Shocking!God must be kidding me, right? !Joyce actually told me that Louis had already learned how to do quadruple jumps, but this guy was afraid of hurting me and kept it a secret from me. '

Second paragraph of text, second photo.

The specific content is a picture of him practicing jumping during training at unknown times.

'15.Cindy cried, she was very sad, Louis used the way of betraying me, in exchange for Cindy's smiling face.The price of doing this is that from today on I have an extra girlfriend by my side.Oh, God!I should be happy, shouldn't I?I do like Cindy a lot.Well, she's so pretty and in better shape than cheerleading Susan.I should... oh, I mean, hopefully the fact that I've got an extra girlfriend doesn't affect my bromance with Louis.By the way, I've seen some not-so-good examples before, so I'm a bit concerned. '

The one that goes with the picture is a group photo of him, Cindy, and a certain bastard on the hospital bed on the left, with red ears and trembling at the same time.

First page, second page, third page...

Page after page, An Yi flipped through, looked at, and lamented the hard work of the people who made this album.Following the text under the photo, they reviewed their careers last year and this year. They didn't slow down until they turned to the tenth page and noticed that the content had reached the finals of this grand prix.

At this point, it may be his psychological effect. Referring to the tone and handwriting of the recorder, he can clearly feel the annoyance and unhappiness in the writer's heart when writing this part of the content.

So no matter how good the photo with the text is, he won't be happy after seeing the content of this paragraph.The most thoughtful thing in my mind is, under what circumstances did this person write these contents?

'On December 12, the short program of the grand prix finals ended.Louis wins I lose, his show is really good.Ah, yes, I have to say, so many 26 points really scare me.I don't know when I will be able to get the referee's approval and get such a score. '

'One more thing, Luis, my good brother, your birthday is only a few days away.As a return gift for the candy you gave me earlier, this special photo album I originally planned to give you when I retired. On the evening of the 3th, after we finish the performance and slide back to the hotel, it will be delivered to you along with the birthday cake. '

The image is accompanied by text, which shows Johnny holding up a Polaroid camera, and Joyce's 'tangle' in a local dessert shop in Madrid.

However, the next second——

'fuck!I've changed my mind!Maybe I'll have to pick a new gift for you, man, because I'm actually writing something like that here. '

'But...fuck! fuck! fuck!Why would those shit reporters ask me questions like that? !Yes!Yes!I know my play is inconsistent!I know I didn't follow Joyce's advice!I know I'm not as good as you Luis!I know!I know!I really know!No need for those nasty guys to say it in that tone of pretending to care, but actually waiting to see a good show!Do they think I don't know?They just want to see us at odds! ! '

On December 12th, the original convention of matching a paragraph with a photo was suddenly broken, and the messy handwriting occupied a huge space, and the lines between the words were full of irritability and anger.

Seeing this, An Yi sighed, couldn't help raising his head, and looked at his friend on the left bed again.

To his surprise, the guy pretending to be an ostrich seemed to have finally accepted the reality. He turned his neck around at the same moment as him, and their eyes met unexpectedly. Smiling, the expression on his face was stiff with a little embarrassment, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Suddenly, An Yi turned his head and looked around, trying to find someone to ease the atmosphere, but found that at some point, his father and Joyce had already left the ward. At this moment, only he and Qiang were left in the room. Two people.

How good is this? !

He is the worst at dealing with this kind of thing, who can come and save him?

When he was flipping through the photo album just now, he didn't feel anything special. Now that he is face to face with the 'original author', he actually feels his cheeks start to heat up, his heart trembles, and he feels a long-lost emotion, shyness.

"...Louis, where did you see it?"

"Huh? Just saw you met on the night of the 26th of this month—er, Johnny?"

While thinking, a questioning voice suddenly came from his ear, and An Yi answered habitually.It took half a second to realize what he had said, and his eyes fixed on the boy lying on the left side of the hospital bed.

after that……

What kind of emotion is revealed from Johnny's eyes!

A mixture of apology, distress, entanglement, and self-deprecating, it's hard to describe.I believe that no matter who sees it, their hearts will sink, and they will feel sad for those who are caught in such emotions.

"On the 26th, so you have already seen the short program that night."

"Louis, although it seems that we have reconciled as before, I don't seem to have formally apologized to you? I'm sorry Louis, thank you for choosing to forgive me after I treated you like that."

The voice was listless, with no trace of the vitality of the past at all.Lying on the bed with his head on his side, Johnny Wassenberg looked at his friend not far away without blinking his eyes, and said in a sincere and serious tone.

"You know what happened next."

"However, even now, I am injured and lying on the bed, and I can't understand what I was thinking at the time, why I was so obsessed with proving myself, so that I forgot Joyce's explanation and broke the Achilles tendon of my right foot. .”

The expression on the face showed obvious confusion in thinking, Johnny's neck moved slightly, his eyes were empty and he looked at the top of the ward, his voice sounded flat at first, but if you carefully distinguish it, you can still find a trace of unwillingness.

"It's like the 'I know! I know!' I wrote randomly that night. I really know that my talent is not as good as yours, and my future achievements are not as good as yours. In comparison, Joyce trusts you more."

"Johnny—"

"No! Please don't interrupt me, listen to me. Do you understand, Louis? Who likes to fail? And fail after fail? But if I tell you now, Joyce asked long ago Over me, if I've been losing to you my entire career and won't you mind if I don't win, I replied, No, don't you. Do you believe it? God! I know it's hard to understand, but I really of--"

"No, stop talking about Johnny, I believe in you! Always believe in you!"

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