Blade of Glory [Figure Skating]

Because the weather is too cold, people don't want to stay outdoors all the time, Qing Yue can easily avoid the eyes of the few people here.

He will always perform brilliant ice performances in this world where he seems to be the only one.That splendor was actually more exciting than the acme displayed in any of the current world-class competitions.

Here, Qing Yue's impetuous and even exhausted heart due to the continuous pursuit of medals gradually gained the tranquility he wanted.Whenever he was exhausted from skating, lying on the padded ice and watching the beautiful aurora, he always had a lot of memories.It’s about the scene when he saw Naxiu for the first time, about the way he talked to people in the skate shop at the foot of the snow-capped mountains, and what’s more about…he was still staggering a little on the ice, But he still took off without fear, and finally fell down but laughed heartily without feeling the pain at all.

That was the first memory of figure skating that Qing Yue had lost all these years.

He began to recall how he first fell in love with the sport of figure skating.After a moment of emotion, he continued to stand up from those huge ice blocks, and slid out everything he had realized in this ice and snow world.

Skating at high altitudes gave him unprecedented increases in stamina, although he didn't notice the changes in his body.Yet he jumped out of a state where he was already out of breath before even taking a few jumps there.He's starting to be able to do a few spins there, and even a quad.

Although the heavy clothes make it impossible for Qing Yue to show his best side flexibly, he feels that this state is what he has always wanted to seek but has always missed.

Another year passed quickly.This year, Qing Yue was already 26 years old, and it seemed that he had really given up his last hope for his competitive career.What made him chase him, chased him even more, and made him unable to relax for a moment seemed to be completely abandoned by him.

During the two years of self-exile, Qing Yue did not pay any attention to the current world ice circle.He just sets more tasks for himself during the annual World Championships, so that he is too busy to turn on the TV or even pay attention to the news about those games and the highlights of the games.

Qing Yue knew that the current world ice world may have entered a retrogression period, but he never imagined what kind of retrogression period this is.That may be a kind of... disheartening that continues to this day.

He doesn't want to show his skating talent to the world anymore, and he doesn't want to work desperately to show something to the world.He skates, just for himself, because he likes to skate, because he enjoys the feeling of jumping on the ice.That's all.

Maybe occasionally feel that something is missing in his life.When he felt lost, even lonely, he would put on his skates under the aurora and use figure skating to release his mood at that moment.

Finally, another World Championships began, just when Qingyue was enjoying the simple and peaceful life now, enjoying the wonderful feeling of skating in the aurora every now and then, and thinking that he might die here, he Once again, I saw the live broadcast of the World Championships.

At the same time, a passenger with a ski club leaflet in his hand boarded the last lift before the snowstorm.And walked into this ski club that can almost be described as empty when the weather is bad when the wind and snow are picking up.

In this high-altitude place, he ran into the contact station on the snow-capped mountain very lightly, and asked a name that was very unfamiliar to him, but when talking about the appearance of the other party, he gestured and said it very carefully. The person who was almost engraved in his heart.

Yes, that person was looking for Qingyue all over the world through various methods for two years, and finally turned down all his work a few months ago and came to the route he had drawn to look for Qingyue.

He first took Qing Yue's photo to various local hostels and asked the front desk if he had seen this person.In this way, from the place where Qingyue sent the postcard back at the end, he followed the routes he deduced, and searched all the way in the most primitive way.He didn't want to let people know that Qing Yue, who had been missing for a long time, might be in this generation through any means of network communication, so he could only search slowly and inefficiently in this way.

This kind of time lasted for two months, the weather became colder and colder, and the hope became more and more elusive, even Frere began to slowly question his own inference.But it was at this moment that Freire finally discovered the opportunity to find Qingyue by chance.

Due to the weather, the ship that Freire was going to take stopped.Because of this, Freire planned to leave the port and walk back to the small hotel where he had stayed before.On the way back, he was hit from behind by a boy who was walking towards the small town on the shore carrying a box of fish.

The boy seemed to be carrying the fish on one shoulder, so he couldn't estimate the distance between Qing and Freire when he was running fast, so he loaded it and spilled the fish.At that time, Freire was holding Qingyue's photo in his hand and fell because of the collision.

Freire's quick reflexes allowed him to grab the photo again before it fell to the floor.It was because of this action that the boy who was about to ask Freire if he was all right saw the photo in his hand.The person in that photo made the boy feel extremely familiar.Because he clearly remembered that the person in the photo was clearly the Xishu man who had helped their family go fishing a few months ago...

"Ah Xin?"

Freire was squatting down to help the boy retrieve the fish back into the big box, but he heard the boy's murmur.

Perhaps Frere's luck was really good.He wandered in this vast area for two months, went to every local hotel to ask Qing Yue if he had been here but could not get an answer he wanted.But just as he was about to leave and go to another route he had planned in advance, he ran into Qing Yue's friend here because of the suspension of the ship.

It was precisely because of this opportunity that Freire knew the pseudonym Qingyue used here, and he learned more about the life he lived here.And... where he is now.

After getting valuable information from the fish seller boy, Freire could hardly restrain his excitement, so regardless of the recent bad weather, he hired a car and came to the fish seller boy at the port as quickly as possible. The snow mountain that the boy said.Five days later, Freire finally arrived at the ski club where Qing Yue was.

This Planden Light, who left his manager behind and turned down all his jobs to come here, was about to be able to meet the person he had been looking for for two years on and off. Let people take the last cable car up the mountain.Carrying a backpack almost as big as half of his body, he ran briskly to the place where the indoor facilities of the ski club were located.

Freire grabs everyone he can see and asks them where Qingyue is now...

Also in the afternoon of that day, the guests who had booked ski lessons with Ben and Qingyue ended the lessons early because of the sudden snowstorm.

Therefore, after the guest returned to his room, Qing Yue went to the bar in the ski club, intending to drink a hot drink here to warm his body.The ski instructor and several staff members of the ski club who took a temporary break due to today's snowstorm turned on the TV noisily in the bar because they were bored.The voices of drinking vodka and chatting with each other did not stop, but some people in the bar still attracted some attention because of the live broadcast of the men's single figure skating competition, which was also an ice and snow event.

People in those bars began to talk about the field they were not familiar with, and some even mentioned the three pillars of the figure skating world.

It was at this time that Qing Yue opened the door of the bar.The cold wind blowing in from outside made everyone in the bar turn their heads to look at Qingyue when the bell at the door rang.

"Ah Xin, you just came back? You didn't change until you were halfway through teaching? Hurry up and drink some vodka to keep warm."

When Qing Yue entered the bar, an elderly ski instructor with whom he had a good relationship called out the alias he used during the tour, and kindly poured a glass from the bottle that they used to warm up. The spirits of the body are given to Qingyue.

When Qing Yue said thank you and took the vodka from that colleague, he sat on the bar and watched the live broadcast of the World Championships, while talking to people about figure skating he knew, and seemed quite interested The staff of the ski club stopped talking, looked at Qingyue carefully, and then said this sentence as if joking.

"So, Xin, you look very similar to that famous men's singles player. It's the guy who is good at jumping and the content of the program is very interesting. His name is... his name is..."

The club staff with brown hair and very cheerful personality seemed to be unfamiliar with these things, and when had he seen the report about Qingyue, he scratched his head and tried hard to think about it, but couldn't remember all of a sudden That name was buried by Qing Yue for two years.

"Is it Qing Yue?"

The first person to say this name among the confused crowd was Qingyue who used a pseudonym here and planned to live in peace like this forever.

Hearing his kind reminder, the brown-haired man suddenly reacted and nodded vigorously towards Qing Yue.

"You know him too? God...you really look alike."

"Yes. I am also from Xishu. He was very famous in our Xishu for a while. I was mistaken by his ice fans on the street several times. So maybe he and I really look alike A bit like."

Saying his name again, that... the name that had won countless halos, but was completely buried in his heart after a mistake ended, Qingyue seemed to be calmer than he imagined.He smiled indifferently, and talked about those figure skaters with everyone present, those friends he hadn't contacted for a long time, and to him, it seemed as if they had met in a previous life...