Male supporting actor became an athlete after awakening

At the moment of stopping, the camera just met his gaze, there was a faint blue in the light-colored brown pupils, and his breath was a little unstable. Although he looked cold at that time, it was completely different from the current state.

One is covered with light snow, and the other is frozen in an ice cave.

There were only a few sporadic barrages in the video at this time.

[I'm going, who is this little brother? He's so handsome, he jumped right into my heart. 】

[Then don't just look at his face, okay, this set of movements is at the ceiling level. 】

[I'll report, behind him is the champion. 】

Song Yao scrolled down and found that there was basically no more recent video than this one. He probably didn't have time to participate in the competition because he was preparing to return to China, but he found an earlier video.

At that time, Ran Lin was a little immature, without a tightened jaw line but a faintly visible baby fat, and his face could not be seen at all as sharp and eye-catching in the future, but rather rounded, stepping on a snowboard longer than him, The little face is full of seriousness.

There was a little more smile in Song Yao's eyes, and without thinking about it, he liked the video of the protagonist who was obviously not Ran Rin. He covered himself in the quilt, thinking how cute it is.

This should look like not long after leaving the country.

But in the next second, Song Yao's smile disappeared, and Xiao Ranlin fell heavily into the snow. Without the help of others, she quickly got up by herself and drained off the excess snow on her body. From the looks of it, he couldn't find the pain at all, and he pretended to be okay, and walked back silently.

From this point alone, you can indeed see the shadow of Ran Rin in the future.

There is no shot of Xiao Ranlin in the back, and Song Yao has no intention of watching it anymore, and he can't recover for a long time, how painful it is to fall.

In the morning, Song Yao deliberately went out 5 minutes late, and has been paying attention to the movement next door. According to the usual time, he should have woken up.

He tried to knock on the other party's door with doubts, but there was no movement.

"What are you doing here?" Ran Lin's voice came from behind.

Song Yao turned around suddenly, and found that he was fully dressed, with a thin layer of mist on his clothes. It seemed that he had been out for at least half an hour. He opened his lips to say something, but finally changed the subject. Ran Lin probably didn't want to talk about it. There are too many things about himself, he just pretends he doesn't know anything.

"Oh, I just want to come and see if you're up... Don't worry, I won't go in without your permission."

Ran Lin's eyes fell on him with a little scrutiny, and he didn't quite believe it. He went into the kitchen and poured a cup of hot water and came back, "You..."

"What about me?" Song Yao took a step forward, looked at him and blinked.

"Why do you keep staring at me? It's because there's something on my face?" Ran Lin frowned, his gaze was so hot that he didn't dare to look at him, he could only solve it by running away, " And your time is running out."

"There is nothing, it has always been very beautiful."

Ran Lin's voice suddenly lowered, and the corner of his lips curved down, calling out his name again.

Song Yao couldn't figure it out, he told the truth, why was he still angry, "Why didn't you go running with me?"

The glass collided on the table and made a little noise, which was particularly abrupt in the quiet space. Ran Lin's tone was blunt, his eyes dodged, "When did I say we were going to be together?"

Song Yao was taken aback for a moment, but even if he wanted to refute, he couldn't find a suitable reason. It was indeed because he was so hot that he wanted to annoy Ran Rin, and he regretted it again. He didn't expect him to be sober all the time, but he couldn't blame anyone.

He lowered his eyelashes, pursed his lips, let out a sullen voice, then closed the door and went out by himself.

If you don't go, you won't go. Could it be that he can't walk without Ran Lin?joke.

On the ice rink, Song Yao's squatting position rotated, and the speed he achieved formed a vortex. The speed slowed down a little. He changed his posture with the rotation, his long legs slowly raised an arc, and his hands passed the top of his head. Grabbing the ice skates, the beauty and danger are interpreted to the extreme, and just looking at it makes me feel like I'm holding my breath.

"Very good." Shan Yuling praised. You must know that although he is leading a provincial coach, he has trained many champions before, and it is not easy to get a sentence.

Song Yao hasn't heard a few words since he practiced for a long time. He was quite happy for a while. After taking a rest for a while, he continued to practice jumping in the afternoon. The success rate was 40.00%. At least four or five times out of ten times he failed. It's ice, but fortunately it didn't fall.

But this state should not be brought into the official game.

It was supposed to be the end of the training, Song Yao asked for an extra hour of training, Shan Yuling agreed after a moment of deliberation, and after waiting for an hour, the movement was a bit slow, "Can I practice for a while?"

There is no obvious pain from the practice until now.

"Go back quickly." Shan Yuling didn't agree with anything now.

Song Yao's ink became the last one to go out. He left the venue and left the lively atmosphere. The cold wind howled and pierced his exposed neck. He went out in a hurry in the morning and didn't take the scarf. I don't want to face that face, I feel as if I bowed my head, the evening wind in S city is no different from the cold knife, and I regret it after suffering.

"Go slowly."

This sound attracted Song Yao's attention. The strange boy who spoke had his hair dyed white, and a girl ran towards him in front of him. He hurriedly put on his coat, and the two got tired of it.

He sighed, and walked forward, a blurry figure appeared in front of his eyes, standing under the dark streetlight in the corner, forming a slender silhouette, which gave people an inexplicably familiar feeling, he was taken aback for a moment, not trusting his own judgment , just took a few more glances and planned to leave directly.

"Song Yao."

Simple and neat.

There is only one person who can call him in such a tone.

Song Yao turned around, still a little unbelievable, and walked in the direction of the silhouette.

Ran Lin half leaned on the lamppost, with his arms folded, his aggressive eyebrows and eyes showed no impatience for waiting, but that posture seemed to say on the ground that people and animals should not approach within ten meters, he raised his eyebrows, " What's wrong?"

Song Yao's eyes widened, but he didn't hide his surprise, and his tone was extremely excited, "Baby!"

The corner of Ran Lin's mouth twitched, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly, before he was about to shut him up, but he saw Song Yao squatting on the ground, looking at the orange cat, his face was full of joy.

It's called a cat.

The kitten was probably tired, and when Song Yao came out, he went back to the nest silently.

"Why are you here?" Song Yao's expression was a little twisted, he didn't remember to send a message to ask him to come.

"Feed it." Ran Lin gave a reasonable reason.

Song Yao couldn't see the authenticity of the words, but he would find loopholes by himself, "Didn't you dislike it before?"

"I'm used to it, you call him baby, how many times have you fed him?"

Speaking of this point, I feel really guilty. If there is no Ran Lin, the cat would have starved to death.

"Well, I don't think it's strange. The cat has been fed too. How long have you been waiting here?" Song Yao didn't mean to be affectionate. He couldn't think of a more suitable reason besides waiting for himself. .

Ran Lin retorted that it ate a lot.

"You say it is." Song Yao learned to be smart and didn't argue with him about this. If he gets angry again, he will be the one who turns around to coax others, so he looked down at the time and exhaled whitely, "Let's go, cold to death gone."

Ran Lin inexplicably felt that he was being perfunctory, and followed behind, blocking him in two steps, "It's for you."

Song Yao glanced at the scarf in his hand, then raised his eyes to look at him again, Ran Lin purposely glanced aside, and urged to take it away, he suddenly felt a little funny, even bringing such things as scarves Did you say you were waiting for him?

Tsundere's underage mind is really hard to fathom.

Ran Lin's expression was complicated. Seeing that Song Yao didn't take it for a long time, he raised his eyelids and saw a section of snow-white neck. It must have been frozen for a long time, revealing a faint pink color. It was so fragile that it would collapse and tremble with the slightest touch. .

Even so, he would not underestimate it because he was too aware of how shocking the beauty and hidden power of such a neck on the ice rink.

"Come and help me put it on, I can't put it on myself every time." Song Yao said, and unknowingly took the vulnerable position a step further.

He only knew that Ran Lin didn't refuse, and immediately felt that the softness blocked the continuous invasion of the cold wind, but his skin was swept by other seemingly invisible things, and he suddenly felt a strange feeling. With a little cool fingertips.

Song Yao shrunk his neck, feeling a little itchy. It was strange to say that he was not afraid of pain but of the itchy flesh all over his body. He raised his head to look, but Ran Lin's face remained unchanged. After finishing the last step, he immediately withdrew his hand, as if touching It's a scourge.

"trouble."

He didn't even want to take another look, and said in a low voice.