【Double Flower】Honeysuckle

The Chinese New Year is quite late this year, and it is already March after the seventh day of the lunar new year.The battle for Glory was tight, and the next year's competition was already on the agenda, so Sun Zheping and Zhang Jiale returned to the team building early to start preparing for the next year's competition.After nearly two years of fighting in the professional competition, the scene of flowers and blood that caught people's eyes as soon as he debuted in the second season, has flourished and successfully reached the top of the rankings, and even ignited unprecedented glory in K City The enthusiasm of the players, and even ordinary citizens who don't know what glory is, can say a few words such as the scene of flowers and blood.

Hundred Blossoms will face Tyranny in the next match, and the first match after the year will be Tyranny's home glory match.The night before heading to Q City, Zhang Jiale, who had already been used to flying around after a long time of training, packed his luggage with ease. Without washing up, he threw himself on the bed with all his strength, his eyes wide open. Big, staring at the yellow ceiling fan without blinking.

After a long time, when a cloud of dust fell into his eyes and forced him to rub his eyes, Sun Zheping's face appeared in his sight.

"Catch the plane tomorrow morning, what are you going to do if you don't sleep?" Sun Zheping took off his shoes and shook his hand in front of Zhang Jiale. Seeing that he had regained his composure, Fang Dashui withdrew his hand: "Now you have a mobile phone." , I set the alarm to wake up tomorrow, I won't call you."

Zhang Jiale rolled his eyes and didn't speak, but Sun Zheping dragged him out of the bed the next moment, and pulled him out of the door involuntarily: "Let's go, let's go out with me to relax."

"Why are you so crazy at night?" Zhang Jiale tried to fight, but Sun Zheping's hands were quite strong, he struggled for a long time but felt that he was just a fly shaking a tree, so he gave up resisting.

"Ah, the game is coming up the day after tomorrow, so I'm nervous." Sun Zheping said with a smile on his face, which made Zhang Jiale's heart tremble.

This is already the second year that the two of them have entered the professional league.In the first year, the two stopped in the semi-finals, although it could be called a happy ending, but with the rise of fame, this year, the pressure on his head seemed to double.Years ago, the boss had said to him in an insinuating way that if Team Hundred Blossoms performed outstandingly this season, they would most likely receive large sums of sponsorship and have better venues and more advanced equipment.Although Zhang Jiale was reluctant to move out of the small building he was used to living in, when he saw the expectation in the boss's eyes, he couldn't say anything with reservations.

At that time, he suddenly found that he had to bear the expectations of others and move forward.

He consciously concealed his nervousness, but for some reason, Sun Zheping seemed to see through everything about him, just because of the little awkwardness in his heart, he said for him what should have been said by him. words.

Zhang Jiale was even more awkward for a moment.

Why is it that Sun Zheping's words are always more righteous than his own?

"Wait for me to change clothes." Unconvinced emotions came to his lips, and finally it was an awkward excuse.Zhang Jiale casually grabbed a sweater and put it on, her hair was loose, making her look several years younger.

When I went out, it was past the time to turn off the lights, and all the lights in the corridor were turned off.There was a black patch ahead, as if something was dormant in the unknown and thick darkness.Zhang Jiale couldn't help but pause, and unknowingly took a step back.But after only taking a step back, he froze all over.

Behind him is Sun Zheping's warm and broad chest.

The corridor is not particularly dark, even the scattered moonlight from the window at the end of the corridor lightly shines in.But the eyes have not yet adapted to the darkness, so when the vision is blocked, other sensations are magnified countless times in an instant.

The sound of breathing, the sound of heartbeat, the sound tugged at Zhang Jiale's heartstrings.

"Why don't you leave? Are you afraid of the dark?" Sun Zheping's voice sounded from behind, and the person behind him supported his shoulders, turned his body sideways, and walked forward by himself: "Shall I go first? "

"It's not that I'm afraid of the dark!" Zhang Jiale pursed his lips, and punched Sun Zheping's back with his fist, but because he had saved his strength, he seemed indifferent: "When you turn off the light, I can't see anything when it's dark!"

"It's my fault." Sun Zheping walked in front and put his backhand on Zhang Jiale's shoulder: "Then follow me and don't get tripped."

The environment near the small building of the Baihua team is actually very good. There are various plants planted at different heights near and far. Among them, camphor poplar is the most common, and there are various flower trees, so there are always colorful flowers all year round. The colors jump around the small buildings that look gray and mottled.At this time, the evergreen trees have barely begun to grow new buds to replace the old leaves, while the deciduous plants still have bare branches with hairy bud tips.The moonlight poured down from the branches of the tall deciduous trees and sprinkled on the fluffy and soft fallen flowers of the camphor trees.

After coming out of the small building, the two of them didn't say a word, they just silently walked side by side, walking slowly on the moon.Before the start of the sting, all insects are still sleeping in winter; but on a spring night, there is no wind or thunder, the sky is high, the clouds are light, the moon is clear and the stars are clear, so there are no insects and winds, and the two of them are accompanied by two shallow breathing sounds.Zhang Jiale and Sun Zheping walked side by side under the moonlight, stepping on the fallen leaves and flowers that hadn't been cleaned up on the ground, their feet felt light, and even the apex of their hearts seemed to be soft.

There was only one street lamp on the side of the path, the light was dim and it couldn't compete with the moonlight, but just walking silently along the falling flowers, the anxiety in Zhang Jiale's heart was soothed for no reason.

If you can go on with the person beside you, how far, how long, and where you go, all seem to be meaningless questions.

As long as the person around him is him.

enough.

But Zhang Jiale immediately scolded himself.

Of course I want to be a champion.

As for him, it's just on the way, so let's take him for a ride.

So, it's just on the way.

Facing the moon, he didn't dare to turn his head to look at the straight and tough side face of the person beside him, he just repeated it to himself secretly.

The next day, as expected, Zhang Jiale lived up to everyone's expectations and stayed under the covers again, refusing to get up.It wasn't until Sun Zheping threw off his quilt that he squinted his eyes, muttered something in a low voice and got up.And until he got on the plane and arrived in Q city after taking a rest, his whole body still exuded a dazed atmosphere.

This time, the hotel the team had booked was adjacent to the Tyranny Club, and not far away was a street full of seafood food stalls.

"Are you awake?" Sun Zheping stretched his legs and kicked Zhang Jiale, who was wrapped in his coat and sleeping soundly in the hotel lobby, looked at him with amused grunt, turned over and continued to dream about Duke Zhou.Sun Zheping curled his lips, and pulled out a smirk that no one else had ever seen before. He bent down, leaned into Zhang Jiale's ear, and suddenly yelled: "Oh, it's the last grilled scallop! How can you give me such a delicious thing?" Zhang Jiale keep one!"

"Ah!" Zhang Jiale sat up abruptly, bumping his head into Sun Zheping's chin who couldn't dodge in time.With a vigilant face, he covered his blushing forehead, turned his head around, and finally focused his gaze on Sun Zheping, who was covering his chin: "Where are the scallops!"

Sun Zheping clutched his chin, and his voice sounded muffled: "They've eaten up all of it, why tell you to sleep late."

"Ah, my scallops!" During the few days he came to Q City, the shellfish dishes in Q City left Zhang Jiale quite a good impression.So at this moment Zhang Jiale couldn't help but wailed with his messy hair: "You guys don't talk about teammates at all!"

Sun Zheping, who finally couldn't help laughing out loud, fell headfirst on the sofa, watching Zhang Jiale angrily complaining to the team manager and other team members, couldn't stop laughing even more.Zhang Jiale, who finally realized that he had been duped, turned around and made a gesture to pounce on Sun Zheping with his teeth and claws.

"Sun Zheping."

Sun Zheping raised his head and was taken aback when he saw Zhang Jiale's face.

Zhang Jiale squinted at him with a murderous look in his eyes, like a knife:

"Take me to grilled scallops, or else this matter will never end."

Sun Zheping silently calculated the amount of banknotes he brought out, and nodded solemnly.

When you arrive in Q City, according to what the people of Q City say, you should drink beer and eat clams.

When he came to Q City two times earlier, Zhang Jiale used the name of scouting out the enemy's situation to extort money. For a year and a half, taking advantage of the gaps between each visit to Q City, Zhang Jiale took Sun Zheping and swept almost every corner of Q City. Famous food street.It's just that he was the one who charged forward and ate a bloody path, while Sun Zheping silently followed behind him who simply didn't take his wallet because he always lost it, and took out his wallet to cut up his thigh meat one by one to fill his stomach.

This time, due to lack of time, the two went to the nearest food stall street near the hotel.After ruthlessly slaughtering Sun Zheping's small seafood meal, Zhang Jiale hiccupped, and then his eyes fell on the beer barrels that would be placed in front of every small shop.

"Don't you still want to drink?" Sun Zheping saw through Zhang Jiale's small thoughts at a glance, raised a sword eyebrow, and the expression on his face could be described as a half-smile: "Tomorrow we will have a competition, ancestor."

Zhang Jiale put on a flattering face: "You know, grandson, I'm nervous."

Sun Zheping folded his arms, with a face of "so what".

Zhang Jiale couldn't hold on to his smile anymore.He looked away with some guilty conscience, and laughed dryly: "Drinking a little wine can soothe your emotions, don't you think so hahaha...ha..." Seeing Sun Zheping's expression getting more and more wrong, he hastily coughed bluntly He stopped talking twice: "But that can't shake my excellent quality as a professional player! Don't touch alcohol! Resolutely maintain your own state!" Looking at Sun Zheping: "But grandson, I'm thirsty."

Sun Zheping couldn't help but burst out laughing: "It's you, stay here, I'll buy you some juice."

The moment Sun Zheping turned around and crossed the road, and walked into the convenience store across the street, Zhang Jiale suddenly ran into the beer shop behind him with a sneaky smile, took out a banknote from his pants pocket, and said with a greedy face: "Boss Give me a ten-dollar beer!"

Holding a transparent plastic bag and turning around, Zhang Jiale shook it strangely, and the orange liquid in the transparent plastic bag also shook with his movement.He had never seen beer in other than glass bottles and cans. He was a little excited for a moment and shook the beer in the plastic bag until it bubbled. people, and all the beer in the bag was spilled on each other.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Zhang Jiale hastily bowed up and down to apologize, his little braid flicked back and forth, and the sound of the wind seemed to attract the person in front of him.

The person in front of him didn't move for a long time, Zhang Jiale pulled the corner of his mouth and looked up, and the wet plastic bag in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.

Standing in front of him was a large plate, the sweater and shirt on his chest were completely wet, and he looked unkind,

Han Wenqing.