Years of love

"Brother." Yan Qi rubbed his eyes and called him softly.

"Are you awake?" Zhou Luo patted him on the back, turned around and leaned against the car door, and when he turned to look at him, the tip of his nose touched Yan Qi's hair, and he sniffed twice unconsciously: "There is a faint smell on you. fragrance."

"Mom often changes my clothes." Yan Qi also buried his face in Zhou Luo's hair and smelled it: "Brother also smells."

"What's the smell? Is it the smell of sweat?" Zhou Luo was a little nervous when he heard this.

"The first time I saw brother, it smelled like tobacco, but this time it smelled like tea." Yan Qi put his arms around Zhou Luo's neck and smelled it twice, really wanting to hang on to him all the time, but he couldn't hold on like this.

"Really?" Zhou Luo breathed a sigh of relief: "If you like, let me hear more about it."

Yan Qi held his head and straightened up to look at the co-pilot.

"Is that your friend in the car?" Yan Qi pointed at the sleeping face on the window.

"It's my classmate in high school and college, and now a colleague." After Zhou Luo finished speaking, he was about to open the back door when Yan Qi blocked him: "Brother, let me down."

Zhou Luo stopped, nodded in response, bent down and put Yan Qi on the ground first.

Before Zhou Luo came back to his senses, Yan Qi had already walked to the front passenger's door in two or three steps, pulled the door out suddenly, then raised his left hand and slapped Cheng Ye's big red face from the window with a "snap". Face.

"Fuck!" Cheng Ye waved his arms in the air twice to stabilize his balance, held the door frame with one hand, and kept clapping his hands on his chest with the other: "Scared me to death, scared me to death, you His mother……"

He lowered his head and stared at the child in front of him, and it took half a minute to realize that this child should be Zhou Luo's younger brother: "This brat looks really good-looking."

Zhou Luo leaned on the side with one hand on his hip and laughed non-stop.

"Your brother." Cheng Ye rounded his eyes and stretched out his hand to pull Yan Qi's face, but Yan Qi knocked off the molesting claws at the speed of light.

"Oh my god, why are you in such a bad temper!" Cheng Ye howled ghostly while rubbing the back of his red hand.

"Come down." Yan Qi told him.

"What?" Cheng Ye thought he didn't hear clearly.

"Come down, this is my seat." Yan Qi continued to tell him.

Zhou Luo laughed and his shoulders trembled.

"Oh." Cheng Ye straightened his clothes, "Oh!"

"What are you?" Zhou Luo dragged him out of the car, "Sit in the back seat."

"Your brother is quite fierce." Cheng Ye watched Yan Qi climb up into the passenger seat and close the car door, fastening his seat belt, and whispered in Zhou Luo's ear.

"That's for you, not for me, he's very clingy to me." When Zhou Luo said this, his face could not restrain his gentleness.

"Look, look, the corners of his eyes are almost reaching the back of his head." Cheng Ye opened the door of the back seat, and then closed it again: "I'll make a bet with you."

"What bet?" Zhou Luo asked.

"Your brother must be very cruel to everyone." Cheng Ye pointed at him solemnly and said, "Will you bet or not?"

"Where did you come to that conclusion?" Zhou Luo smiled helplessly.

"Based on my years of experience in love." Cheng Ye still pointed at him: "Will you bet?"

"Okay, bet, what are you betting on?" Zhou Luo folded his hands on his chest and looked at him.

"What else can I bet on? If I win, you invite me to dinner, and if you win, I donate three Apple computers to the publishing house." Cheng Ye raised an eyebrow at him: "How is it?"

Zhou Luo looked at him with a smile.

Cheng Ye also smiled. After laughing for a long time, he suddenly realized: "Anyway, you win anyway, right?! If your brother really has a smiling face for you alone, you may not know how beautiful it is. It's cheap to treat you is you."

"Bet, you said it." Zhou Luo walked around from the front of the car to the driver's seat, got into the car and started the ignition.

"Hey brother." Cheng Ye leaned forward while holding the passenger seat: "Can you tell brother how you look so good-looking?"

"No." Yan Qi said.

Zhou Luo laughed a little too much.

Cheng Ye smacked his mouth, moved his body forward twice, and most of his ass was not touched: "Let me tell you, don't just look at how your brother treats you, you don't see how he treats others. But, that's called a..."

Zhou Luo let out a warning "hiss", and Cheng Ye hurriedly shut up, but Yan Qi was a little concerned when he heard the words, and the words came out of his mouth, "What's it like?"

Zhou Luo raised his hand and rubbed his hair: "Aren't you sleepy just now? Sleep a little longer."

Yan Qi looked at Zhou Luo's well-articulated hand, looked at it for a while, then grabbed it and put it on his leg and gently kneaded it: "I'm not sleepy, tell me."

"Let me tell you." Cheng Ye became interested. He thought Yan Qi was very interesting. Although he showed an extremely unfriendly look towards him, he was still a child after all. He smiled and said, "Your brother Smile like a flower to a pretty sister."

Yan Qi stopped what he was doing.

Zhou Luo raised his eyebrows, looked at Yan Qi, for some reason he suddenly felt guilty.

Cheng Ye stared at Yan Qi's profile with great interest for a long time.

"I also smile like a flower to my beautiful sister." After a while, Yan Qi said, continuing to move his hands.

Cheng Ye slapped his thigh and gave Yan Qi a thumbs up.

The skating club has a special venue not far from Yuanli Publishing House. Zhou Luo can go skating with Cheng Ye for a while after get off work every day to relieve the pressure of work.

This is the first time he returned to the ice rink after returning to China. He returned to the place where his mother skated. The ice rink has been around for several years. When it was first built, Zhou Yuan often accompanied his wife to skate here. Zhou Luo was also here. Learn to skate.Old people in the same place, most people in the club know them.

The ice rink is not big, but there are a lot of people, especially today is the weekend, there are many children coming here for class, and the teachers of the club basically occupy most of the space.

Zhou Luo took Yan Qi's hand and walked to the entrance of the ice rink. What was waiting for them was a middle-aged uncle, to be more precise, a middle-aged Mediterranean uncle.

Yan Qi couldn't keep staring at his head, looking at his nose and mouth politely, but in the end he looked back at his head, the afternoon sun shining brightly on it.

"Old Xue, are there any skates my brother can wear?" Zhou Luo asked.

Old Xue patted him on the shoulder: "Of course, yes, Xiao Luo, have you grown taller again? Cheng Ye has also grown taller!"

"23 is running, we are still running." Cheng Ye put his hand on Lao Xue's shoulder: "Let's go, let's compare the speed with you."

When Yan Qi looked around, he lost his footing and almost fell down. If Zhou Luo hadn't grabbed his waist, he would have rolled directly down the long steps to the ice rink.

Zhou Luo picked him up: "This place is often used for competitions, and there are stands all around." He said as he walked, his steps were very steady: "The steps are a bit dense, and the light is relatively dim, so walk slowly."

Yan Qi only thought Zhou Luo's voice was nice, but he didn't really care about what he said.

Yan Qi didn't feel the chill until he got near the ice rink.

Old Xue took the skates for Yan Qi, "Use a trick knife for Yan Qi, I don't know how his balance is, I have already opened the blade and can skate directly."

Although Yan Qi didn't know what it meant to open the blade, he didn't ask too much. He said thank you to Uncle Mediterranean with a blank face, took the skates and put them on his feet with a sullen head.

After putting it on, I felt that it was very difficult to lift my feet. After taking two steps, I felt as if my feet were not my own. I went out along the crutches.

But one thing he was satisfied with was that he could support Zhou Luo if he couldn't stand still. At this moment, Yan Qi wished he could shake himself into Parkinson's so that he could stick to him all the time.

Cheng Ye bumped Zhou Luo with his shoulder: "What did I say, do you treat everyone fiercely except you? Did you give this child some ecstasy soup, and you are so wary of anyone?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Zhou Luo raised his chin towards the ice rink: "Be familiar with the feeling of feet after wearing shoes."

Zhou Luo carried Yan Qi onto the ice, and Yan Qi tried to skate for two steps.

Not as difficult as imagined.

Cheng Ye and Lao Xue have already started to stage the speed and passion along the periphery of the ice rink, and the children learning to skate are stunned and "wow".

Zhou Luo held up Yan Qi's arm behind Yan Qi, first let him stand in a V shape, followed his own pace, leaned his body slightly to the left, slowly shifted his center of gravity to his left foot, and then leaned forward slightly, Lift the right foot forward, then quickly put it down and step firmly, shift the center of gravity, lift the left and right feet forward/interactively, put them down smoothly, and back and forth in turn, so that Yan Qi is constantly familiar with the feeling of shifting the center of gravity.

Yan Qi skated very patiently. He was patient because of Zhou Luo's patience. Even though he had no interest in skating, as long as Zhou Luo liked it, he was willing to try it. Moreover, he had a strong learning ability. He was already able to separate himself from Zhou Luo by a certain distance, and he was groping on the ice by himself.

Step by step, step by step, rubbing, rubbing, is the devil's pace.

Cheng Ye, a man like the wind, turned around in front of Zhou Luo and stopped.

Old Xue, an old man like the wind, also turned around in front of Zhou Luo and stopped.

The three of them stared at Yan Qi together, causing Yan Qi's face to heat up, his heart to become nervous, and his foot was unsteady and he fell straight onto the ground.

Seeing this, Zhou Luo rushed over.

"Does it hurt?" Zhou Luo slowly helped Yan Qi up, patted the icy slag on his knee, and checked his whole body carefully. Fortunately, his palm was a little red, and he didn't hurt anywhere else.

Cheng Ye gave a "tsk" sound behind him.

Yan Qi gave him a cold look, Cheng Ye immediately fell silent, this look made him shudder a bit.

"How can a man not wrestle?" Old Xue slipped in front of Yan Qi, "Little friend, a man must be able to withstand falls."

"Well, it's okay, I have a lot of bruise ointment at home." Yan Qi said.

Cheng Ye and Lao Xue laughed heartlessly when they heard this, only Zhou Luo frowned seriously.

Just now when Yan Qi fell down, it shouldn't have hurt much, but when Zhou Luo helped him up, he obviously noticed that the expression on Yan Qi's face was a bit painful. What Zhou Luo grabbed was his arm, and there was probably an injury on his arm. He should be Accidentally touched Yan Qi's wound.

And the phrase "I have a lot of ointment for bruises at home" made Zhou Luo roll up his sleeves unconsciously, and saw a shocking purple.

Just when Zhou Luo was about to ask, Yan Qi put his arms back and smiled at him naturally.

"Mom! Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Zhou Luo's thoughts were interrupted by the cry of a child who was practicing skating on the ice rink.

The club's coaches stopped the parents who wanted to come forward to help their children, and turned to them and said sharply: "Stand up yourself!"

"My leg hurts! I can't stand up! Coach, please help me!" The child screamed and cried, lying on the ice and raising his right hand to grab the coach's trouser leg.

"You don't hurt from the fall, you can stand up by yourself! You don't need to be helped! Don't cry, man!" The coach still sternly said, and after the yelling, the child's crying immediately subsided.

Momentum is important.

The child who fell slowly propped up his upper body, took a breath and held it in his chest, carefully controlled the balance, slowly straightened one leg, and then quickly straightened the other leg after stepping firmly, and immediately stretched out his arms to stabilize the body Did not let myself fall a second time.

The child's mother applauded him vigorously, with tears in her eyes and she was very excited.

Zhou Luo kept looking at the child, but he didn't specifically look at what happened. He kept thinking about Yan Qi's injury, but Yan Qi thought that he wanted to imitate that coach.

So he stepped forward two steps to Zhou Luo, and hugged his neck.

Cheng Ye and Lao Xue were stunned when they saw this.

"Why..." Zhou Luo didn't react for a while: "What's wrong? Is there something uncomfortable?"

"Brother, don't treat me like that." Yan Qi sniffed, the cold made him shiver.

"Which?" Zhou Luo patted him on the back before realizing: "No, I'm not a coach, am I that fierce?"

"I fell, don't help me." Yan Qi hugged his arms tightly.

Zhou Luo raised his hand and rubbed his hair: "It's a beautiful idea."

Yan Qi paused.

"With me here, it is impossible to let you fall again, I promise."