rush to score

Back home, Liang Xi's interest was still low. Although he didn't intend to get angry with Lu Mingchuan any more, he still couldn't hide his worry.

Fortunately, Wei Chengyi is still a buddy, and he confessed to Lu Mingchuan on the phone before: "Your family asked me to ask about your retirement. I didn't say it. You have to force people to find outsiders to understand the situation. You are also very good. "

"...I'm afraid he won't be able to accept it." Lu Mingchuan replied like this.

He grew up with Liang Xi, so he understands his naive idealism too well. The more he understands, the more Lu Mingchuan knows how much impact this incident has on Liang Xi.

To be honest, Lu Mingchuan has been hesitating about when to tell Liang Xi about this matter, and every time the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back... But no one thought that Liang Xi would find out first.

This is the worst possible outcome.

Time passed by, and the two entered the room, keeping silent tacitly.

This winter seemed to be too long, and it always snowed. The coat he took off was covered with melted snow, Liang Xi's fingers were frozen, and his movements of hanging clothes were a little unsteady.

Lu Mingchuan went to the kitchen and poured him a cup of hot water, put a piece of brown sugar in it, and brought it to Liang Xi: "It took time to sell the car, so I first borrowed 300 million from my family and promised to retire after the World Championships." .”

He said it very directly, a bit like breaking a jar.

Liang Xi was holding the water, and the hot air kept rushing up his nose, making the tip of his nose sore: "If there is no underground competition, how long can you play?"

Lu Mingchuan said frankly that he couldn't get angry, but felt guilty and distressed.

The man shrugged: "I don't know. It may be the end of the Olympics, or it may be any day before the start of the Olympics. It's hard to say. Year after year, you don't have to think it's your problem. In fact, it's just because of the 300 Wan just set the time for retirement."

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have kept it from you." Lu Mingchuan added.

Liang Xi was silent for a long time.

When he was arguing with Pan Rui, he didn't feel so sad, but when he thought that he would miss the only chance to win the championship with Lu Mingchuan, he felt indescribably depressed, as if someone stuffed it with cotton. In the trachea, panting for a while became unstable.

"Is retirement... your own decision?" The voice was so hoarse that Liang Xi didn't even dare to recognize it.

Lu Mingchuan crossed the table with one hand, and suddenly pinched Liang Xi's face: "If I disagree, no one can force me to make a decision, so you don't have to feel sorry for me." His finger poked at the corner of Liang Xi's mouth After a while, he pulled the corners of his mouth upwards, forcing an awkward smile on Liang Xi's face.

Lu Mingchuan laughed twice, a little angry.

Liang Xi patted his troubled hands away, and said with a serious face, "I'm angry that you didn't tell me this, but you bear it alone."

"Whether I tell you or not, the result is the same."

"Different."

"Why is it different?" Lu Mingchuan finally let go of the smile on his face. He stared at Liang Xi closely with his deep eyes, "Every year, not everyone regards fencing as a very important thing, and not everyone They all care about the champion, and my family just..."

"Do you care?" Liang Xi interrupted.

"Lu Mingchuan, do you care?"

The snow outside the window is getting heavier and heavier, which seems to be unstoppable. The apartment is brightly lit, and the orange ceiling light emits a soft light, but the atmosphere between the two young people sitting opposite each other is a bit tense—they are like It's about to start a fight.

"I care." Lu Mingchuan gritted his teeth, looked at Liang Xi word by word and said, "I care, but what's the use of it? I was born in the Lu family, enjoying the family's resources, I accepted the family's favor, and in the end Can you leave the company alone?"

Seeing that Liang Xi didn't speak, he said again: "Let's not talk about the underground game. I also feel very sorry that I can't win the championship with your team. Now I just want to watch you accomplish what you want to do. That's it." That's enough...is it important to ask me whether I really care?"

"Important." Liang Xi was overwhelmed by his words, but he still looked at Lu Mingchuan stubbornly.

"Why can't we work harder and beg uncles and aunts to at least delay until next year's Olympic Games?"

"Because they won't agree, they don't even want to see me now." Lu Mingchuan said with certainty, "Let's leave this as it is. Now that you know it, then play well with me for the last World Championship. I took the gold medal in the individual competition, after all, this is my last competition, and I can't let you go."

"Hope you don't make the same mistakes you made four years ago, year in and year out."

·

A conversation broke up in the middle of it.

In fact, what Liang Xi wanted to talk about was not a competition at all, he just wanted to tell Lu Mingchuan: They are each other's boyfriends, and in the future any one person's affairs are two people's affairs, and they should be handled together.

But obviously Lu Mingchuan would not listen to his words at this time - that person is always very assertive, or in other words, too strong.He spoke softly to Liang Xi, but he didn't allow the relationship between the two to go beyond his control, let alone interact with other people.

He does his own thing and makes a lot of publicity.

Liang Xi could almost imagine how Lu Mingchuan came out with his family. After all, it was not so easy to make his parents so angry that they threw things and put him in confinement.

It was precisely because of this that even if Liang Xi wanted to persuade Lu Mingchuan to "negotiate peace" with his family, he would not be able to find any breakthrough for a while.

You can't really run to the door of Lu's house, kneel down, and shout, "If your son isn't with me, I'll show you my death," right?

This is too out of touch with reality.

As winter turns to spring, the pre-competition training for the World Championships is more important right now. Lu Mingchuan was right about one thing, that is, they had better focus on the current World Championships.

After all, this may really be Lu Mingchuan's last match, and Liang Xi has no intention of backing down.

Falling in love is falling in love, and you still have to win the gold medal.

Not to mention that Liang Xi wants to prove himself in front of Lu Mingchuan now, to prove that he has grown up, and it will be different from when he was a child... The psychological endurance is not as fragile as he thought, and there is no need to hide many things at all.

In the few days of training, Liang Xi was more serious than anyone else, and even secretly added extra physical training to himself after the training, which made Peng Jianxiu secretly surprised.

When Pan Rui saw him like this, he wanted to act as if he was working harder than him. The two of them had their own thoughts and dragged the closing time of the sword gym until late.