I am waiting for you in Rio

Yang Yang came in and put the bag he was carrying on the ground. Park Xinzhong gave him a pair of brand new slippers from the shoe cabinet. Yang Yang changed his shoes. Park Xinzhong and Li Longji said something in Korean. Finally, Park Xinzhong said thank you, and Li Longji left.Although Yang Yang has known Pu Xinzhong for many years, this is the first time he has the opportunity to visit his home, and he can't help but feel a subtle feeling that is hard to describe.He stood at the entrance and looked around, and saw that the whole room was dominated by gray and white, and the decoration was simple and stylish, and at the same time, there was a little warmth in the details.

"Park, your house is so beautiful!" Yang Yang said.

Park Xinzhong didn't answer his words, but just asked, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"I ate it, I ate it on the plane."

"Are you full?"

"full."

"Then go take a shower and change clothes."

"Oh."

Park Xinzhong took Yang Yang to the bathroom, told him about shampoo and shower gel, and then closed the door and went out.Yang Yang stood there in a daze for a while, and then took off his clothes to take a shower. While washing, he thought about his thoughts silently, thinking that something must have happened to Park Xinzhong.He had already noticed just now that Pu Xinzhong was rather haggard, with bloodshot eyes and faint dark circles under his eyes, as if he had not slept well.Moreover, his hair has also grown, and it is randomly combed on the top of his head and separated on both sides. Since he usually pays so much attention to appearance, he should have cut it long ago.

what happened?Is it because of a broken love?Yang Yang thought.He couldn't help but looked around in the bathroom, but luckily he didn't find anything for women.Yang Yang hurriedly took a shower full of worries, dried himself off, then opened the bathroom door and poked his head, shouting: "park, park! What should I wear to go out?"

Pu Xinzhong came out of the bedroom, holding a white bathrobe in his hand, and handed it to Yang Yang, then he walked to the living room, sat on the sofa and hugged a cushion in a daze.Yang Yang put on his bathrobe and came out, and saw Pu Xinzhong sitting there, as if he was thinking about something, but he didn't think about anything.Yang Yang walked up to him step by step, but suddenly he didn't know what to say, Pu Xinzhong looked up at him, and said, "Sit down." Yang Yang obediently sat next to him.

"Does your coach know you're coming to Korea?" Park Shin Joong asked.

"know."

"Why did you suddenly think of coming here?"

"Park," Yang Yang suddenly felt aggrieved, and said, "I heard that you have a girlfriend, and you said that you don't know me well, but you just know me, I..." Tears welled up in his eyes, and his throat was choked. speechless.

"It's not what you think." Park Xinzhong saw that he was about to cry, after all, he couldn't bear it, and said, "Now I have nothing to do with her."

"That means it was that kind of relationship before?"

"Probably."

"Break up now?"

"Ah."

"why?"

"Because," Park Shinjung lowered his eyes, he said, "I was dumped."

"What, got dumped?" Yang Yang said angrily, "That woman is really blind, where can I find someone as nice as you? She actually..." Huh?Halfway through Yang Yang's speech, he suddenly felt something was wrong. Park was dumped by her. Isn't that just right?I should be happy.

At this time, Park Xinzhong let out a long breath, lowered his head and said, "It's all over, don't mention this matter again in the future."

"Oh. Park, are you sad?" Yang Yang asked cautiously.

"No, there's nothing to be sad about."

"But then why are you so unhappy?"

Pu Xinzhong was silent, he didn't speak for a long time, just when Yang Yang felt that he would not answer him again, Pu Xinzhong suddenly spoke, and he said with difficulty: "I... encountered a very troublesome thing ……very troublesome……"

"What's the matter? Can I help you?"

Pu Xinzhong didn't speak, just shook his head.

"Park, what happened?" Yang Yang asked seriously.

"Yang, this matter is still in the confidential stage, and it won't help even if I say it, so you don't ask, I will solve it myself." Now the child's own affairs are enough troubles, it shouldn't be Let him worry about me again, Park Shin Joong thinks so.

"But, park..."

"Yang, let's talk about your business."

"my business?"

"Yeah, it turns out that you have always been sick. Why didn't you mention it before?"

"Well, Park, we are rivals, I can't say that."

"Well, I understand." Park Shin Joong said, "During the London Olympics, you fainted by the pool, isn't that why?"

"Yes."

"Don't fight like this in the future, the body is the most important thing."

"Oh." Yang Yang nodded. He looked at Park Xinzhong carefully and asked, "Park, do you believe that I misused it this time?"

"Of course I do. But I'm sorry, it's not convenient for me to publicly support you now."

"I know, it's okay, as long as you believe in my innocence." Yang Yang has been worried about Park Xinzhong's opinion since the day the accident happened, and now the big stone in his heart has finally been let go.

Then neither of them spoke. After a while, Park Xinzhong stood up and said, "It's very late, go to rest, I have work tomorrow."

"Yeah." Yang Yang nodded. In fact, he wanted to chat for a while, but Pu Xinzhong looked very tired, not to mention it's already two o'clock in the morning.

There are three rooms in Pu Xinzhong's apartment. One of the two south facing rooms is used as a bedroom, and the other is used as a study and gymnasium. In addition, there is a small storage room in the north facing, which contains some sundries. And a single bed, since no one lives here, there is not even a bedding on the bed.Yang Yang looked at the small bed, thinking that I should sleep here tonight, but unexpectedly, Pu Xinzhong said: "You can sleep in my bed tonight, I will sleep here."

"Why?" Yang Yang was stunned for a moment. He knew that Pu Xinzhong was a bit of a clean freak. Such a person is very particular. He might not feel comfortable sitting on his bed for a while, so why would he let me sleep on his bed? bed?

"You are too tall, this bed can't fit you." Park Shinjoong said.

"I sleep in your bed, what about you?"

"I sleep in a cot."

"Isn't it okay to sleep in a big bed together?" Yang Yang longed for it infinitely.

"No." Park Xinzhong said lightly.

"Forget it, I'll sleep on the cot." Yang Yang said.

Park Xinzhong didn't speak any more, he turned around and opened the cabinet to get the bedding, ready to make the bed.

"Park, can I have a look around?" Yang Yang asked.

"Yes." Park Shin-joong said while making the bed.

So Yang Yang went to look at the bedroom first. The balcony here is huge, with gray curtains with dark flowers hanging on it. The bed is also very spacious, with many pillows on it, and a floor lamp beside the bed.Yang Yang came out of the bedroom and went to the study, where he stayed for a long time.A large treadmill is placed in a corner of the study, and there is a glass-door cabinet next to it, which is full of small equipment such as dumbbells, rollers, and tension ropes.What attracted Yang Yang's attention was the other side of the study room. Apart from a pair of tables and chairs, there were several large cabinets lined up next to the wall. Through the bright glass window, Yang Yang could see all kinds of trophies and awards inside. The certificate, as well as the photos taken when winning the award, many photos show Yang Yang, holding Park Xinzhong's shoulders with a bright smile on his face.

One of these cabinets was dedicated to placing medals, and the densely packed medals shone under the lights, making people dazzled.But Yang Yang is still looking here with his eyes. He is looking for the silver medal in the 200 freestyle in the London Olympics.Finally found!On the medal, the goddess of victory raised her wings high, held a scepter in her right hand, and raised her clothes with her left hand, walking slowly from the Parthenon Temple behind her.Yang Yang also has this medal, which is exactly the same as the one in front of him. This is the common silver medal they won at the London Olympics.Under such precise timing conditions, this possibility is only one in a million, and they just turned this slim possibility into reality.So just with this medal, I can be regarded as the most special person in your life, Yang Yang thought.

At this time, Park Xinzhong came to the study, and seeing Yang Yang standing there looking at the medals, he said, "Don't look at it, it's not like you don't have one." But Yang Yang said: "I haven't seen yours." Next to the medal cabinet is a cabinet full of various figures, including Transformers, Spiderman, Doraemon, etc., and a few more Model of sports car.

"Park, do you also like figurines?"

"Well, I like Transformers and Spider-Man."

"I like Snoopy." Yang Yang said with a smile.

Pu Xinzhong also smiled, and said, "Go to sleep, the bed has been made, I'll find you a set of pajamas."

"Oh well."

Yang Yang promised, and when he came to the small room, he just sat on the bed when he suddenly saw a light pink lady's small handbag on the shelf next to the opposite cabinet, which was from LV.When Yang Yang came to this room just now, he didn't see the bag, probably because of the different perspective.Now Yang Yang has been staring at the bag, motionless, then Park Xinzhong came in with his pajamas, Yang Yang said: "Park, whose bag is that?"

"Bag?" Pu Xinzhong followed Yang Yang's line of sight, "Oh, I bought this before and prepared to give it away."

"To whom?"

Pu Xinzhong was silent for a while, then said, "Li Yuanxi."

"Then why didn't you send it?"

"We broke up before we could send it off."

Yang Yang lowered his head and did not speak. When he raised his head after a while, there were tears in his eyes.

"Park, do you really like her?"

"Maybe, I used to like it."

"Brother, woo woo..." Yang Yang finally cried out, "Brother, don't like her, I forbid you to like her! woo woo..."

"Stop crying, go to sleep."

"You promise me that you will never like others again."

"Yang, it doesn't make sense." Park Shinjoong said lightly, "I was sick because of your sadness that year, where were you at that time?"

"What? What year?" Yang Yang was taken aback, he didn't care to cry, he raised his head and asked.

"Forget it, go to sleep."

"Park, what year are you talking about? 13 years?"

Park Shinjung was silent, his thoughts passed through two years, as if he had returned to those unbearable days: the tears dripping on the notebook, the torment of various related news, the sleepless night, the melody of "Love Transfer" , the fiery feelings have to be suppressed to become cold... But now, these are all in the past, aren't they?