【Double Flower】Honeysuckle

The golden-red sunset dives below the sea surface little by little, and the sky is as blue as the deep sea.The plane travels through the galaxy, casting light shadows on the clouds, like a bird chasing the moonlight.

After all, the ten-hour voyage made people a little tired, and most of the people in the cabin had already fallen asleep.With the cold air blowing on his body and the shallow snoring of his companions on the left and right, Zhang Jiale leaned against the starlight falling into the small porthole, leaning against the window, watching the little stars flitting past him, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

Without the interference of the lights on the ground, the sky around me is full of stars, which are as bright as thousands of fragments bursting out of the sun, shining a bit dazzlingly.Zhang Jiale moved closer to the porthole, and breathed lightly on the glass.Through a thin layer of mist, the starlight outside the window also became a little ethereal.

It was like the golden and silver sparks from the fairy wand he and Sun Zheping lit in K City on New Year's Eve that year.

Unknowingly, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he stretched out his finger. While the fog on the window had not dissipated, with ulterior anxiety and excitement, he wrote "Sun" on the glass like a ghost.

At the moment when the last stroke was made, the surrounding area was obviously quiet, but his fingertips seemed to be burned by something, and the scalding temperature was transmitted to his cheeks.As if trying to cover up something, he quickly wiped off the mist on the glass, sitting on the seat, under the chest, a heart was beating almost out of his mouth.

Ah, it's inevitable to be nervous when participating in a world-class competition for the first time.

He silently said something to himself that he didn't believe, but in the end he couldn't resist the sweetness in his chest intertwined with restlessness, stuck out his tongue, and laughed.

When the plane landed, Zurich was already quiet.It seems that it has just rained here, and there is still a slight coolness in the air.The night was dark, and even the crescent moon had already sunk into the sky, only the lights of the airport were still on, and the wet ground seemed to be full of moonlight.

After getting enough sleep on the plane, Huang Shaotian resumed his speech as soon as his feet touched the ground. He was still refusing to take a break from the noise all the way from the tarmac to the bus.The words with a slight G city accent were fast and urgent, making people's ears buzzing.Zhang Jiale rubbed his temples, maybe he hadn't closed his eyes on the plane, and at this moment, amidst the slightly noisy background sound, he was still leaning on the bus seat, sleeping soundly.

While he was having a good dream, he was shaken by someone, and he walked into a magnificent hall with his luggage in a daze, and then got on the elevator in a daze, and walked into a room.

Looking around, there is a bed.

After that, Zhang Jiale only remembered a comfortable darkness.

On the second day, Zhang Jiale enjoyed an artificial wake-up call after a long absence.

Before seven o'clock, a series of familiar noises with a G city accent rang in his ears.

"Zhang Jiale, Zhang Jiale, Zhang Jiale, wake up! It's time to have breakfast. If you don't get up and miss the breakfast buffet, you will have to pay for it yourself! After breakfast, take your luggage and go back to your own room, don't lie on my bed anymore! Get up quickly Get up and I'll lift the quilt!"

Zhang Jiale dazedly rubbed his eyes and sat up from the bed. When he opened his eyes, he saw Huang Shaotian's mouth that was constantly opening and closing. He was so frightened that he completely woke up: "Where am I?"

"You are in the room with the captain!" Huang Shaotian was not polite, and sat on the bed with dissatisfaction on his face: "I saw you so sleepy yesterday, I kindly helped you out of the car, but after the room was assigned, you didn't go to your own room, but followed I ran to my room! Once I entered the room, I fell asleep without saying a word and couldn’t even scream! I was forced by you to share a bed with the captain for the whole night!”

Zhang Jiale supported his forehead and got off the bed dejectedly. When he turned his head and saw Yu Wenzhou coming out of the bathroom after washing, his heart felt even more guilty: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was sleepy yesterday, I'll go back to my room... Whose room?"

Yu Wenzhou smiled and took over the conversation: "We are allocated rooms according to the team. Senior Zhang Jiale should be on the same team as Zhang Xinjie, in 1506 on the other side of the corridor."

"Thank you! Thank you!" Zhang Jiale dragged the suitcase and rushed out of the room as if fleeing.

Standing in the corridor with luggage, Zhang Jiale leaned against the wall and couldn't help laughing.

He took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, thought about it, and attached a video invitation.

Ten seconds later, a familiar face appeared on the phone screen. It was already dawn in City B, and the bright sunshine spread to the hotel in Zurich.

"Good morning, grandson!" Zhang Jiale grinned.

Sun Zheping raised his eyebrows: "Did you not sleep well last night?"

"Hey." Zhang Jiale stuck out his tongue, "There was no rest on the plane, and I was so sleepy after getting off the plane, I somehow ran to Huang Shaotian's room to make do with it all night."

"You don't take a rest for more than ten hours?" Sun Zheping frowned helplessly, "What are you doing?"

Miss you.

The answer almost popped out of Zhang Jiale's throat.

He was startled by the answer that the car almost couldn't stop the car and jumped out of his mouth. He quickly covered his mouth and shook his head at Sun Zheping: "Nothing."

Sun Zheping laughed.

"How's it going over there? Is everything good for food and accommodation?"

"I haven't had time to experience it yet." Zhang Jiale stretched long, "I thought it was a public tour, but I saw the schedule on the plane..."

"Too busy?"

"Don't talk nonsense, dogs are more leisurely than us."

As if to prove what he said, during those twenty days in Zurich, the plethora of competitions and trainings had worn Zhang Jiale down to the point where he lost his temper.

Even if looking back on this period of time after experiencing it, it is just a blink of an eye, but if any member of the national team thinks back on this period of time, I am afraid that apart from the four things of eating, sleeping, competition and training, they will never think that they have nothing to do during that period. did something.

Exhibition matches, group matches, knockout matches, semi-finals... one match after another drained everyone's energy, including Zhang Jiale.

Even until the night when he defeated the US team in the semi-finals and was confirmed to enter the finals, he never made a phone call to China.

But at this moment, when he was sitting in the competition room at the final scene, listening to the faint cheers coming from the audience, and waiting for the upcoming group arena match, he didn't even know what he was thinking in his heart.

He seemed to think a lot, but he didn't seem to think about anything.

It was as if a star of light suddenly appeared on the long dark road he had wandered for ten years.

He was powerless to think about anything else, and relying on instinct, almost exhausted all his strength, struggling to rush towards that tiny bean of light.

He forgot his skills, forgot the ID of the opponent in front of him, and he no longer even sensed which finger he used to press the keyboard.In front of his eyes, there is only that little ray of light left, and that ray of light that nothing, anything and anyone can stop him from approaching.

That game seemed to be just a short eyelash.

It seemed as long as his life.

Finally, the golden word "Glory" on the screen lit up the whole room, and the cheers from the entire venue almost lifted the roof into the well-sound-proof operation room. Can't stop.

The people around were very excited, Huang Shaotian's words became faster and faster, and Sun Xiang even jumped up from his chair.

But Zhang Jiale stared at those two words in silence for a long time.As if he was afraid of disturbing a dream, he sat stiffly on the seat, not daring to move.

Zhang Xinjie came over and patted him on the shoulder: "It's time to go out and bow. We still have to receive the award."

With the slight sway of the plan, two lines of hot tears poured out of Zhang Jiale's eyes without warning.

Zhang Jiale trembled uncontrollably.With his back turned to everyone, he stared at the word "glory". He opened and closed his lips several times before he combined the broken words into a sentence, squeezing out his choked throat:

"This is us, have we won?"

"What are you thinking! We are the champions!"

There was a buzzing sound in his ears, Zhang Jiale couldn't tell who could answer him.

But the person who waved his fist and laughed and said "next year's championship is sure to win" in the third season, the person who rubbed the back of his head in the fifth season and said "I will continue to work hard next season" The person who smiled wryly in Season [-] and said "Tiny Herb's performance really deserves its name", the person who smiled and said "I'm used to this kind of thing" in Season [-]——

But at this time, under the shining golden light of glory that finally arrived, in front of everyone, she cried bitterly.

Zhang Jiale is the world champion.

Without giving him too many opportunities to express his emotions, his eyes were still red, and he was dragged onto the stage by his teammates who had been waiting outside the operation room for a long time.

Holding up the trophy, accepting the championship key engraved with his name, wearing a wreath, and taking a group photo...

What happened next seemed to be coated with a layer of dream-like soft light.

It wasn't until he walked off the podium with the championship ring in his hands that the ground under his feet seemed to have a sense of reality.

He suddenly thought, on the other side of the earth, could Sun Zheping be watching him in the live broadcast?

He rubbed his eyes in embarrassment, but his hands were soft.

He thought, it seemed that he hadn't called Sun Zheping for too long.

At this moment, although his mind was blank and he didn't know what to say when he called, he never wanted to hear Sun Zheping's voice so eagerly.

Picking up the phone, before it was unlocked, his lips were already trembling along with his body.The vocal cords seemed to be pulled by something, and there were only two words tossed and turned in his brain.

Won.

Struggling for more than ten years, struggling and wandering in disappointment and despair countless times, carrying everything he has experienced in these years, Zhang Jiale, finally one day, he was able to put all the doubts and spurns under his feet, and hold the symbolic statue with his own hands. With the trophy of glory.And all the grievances, setbacks, and pains he has endured over the years turned into rays of light at this moment, making the trophy he held even more dazzling.

The spot of light in the darkness was finally magnified and magnified infinitely at this moment, like the gently opened arms of the goddess of glory, gently wrapping around his body.

He was finally cared for.

He hastily pressed the call button, and he no longer had any spare thoughts to calculate whether it should be midnight or early morning in city B at this moment.At this moment, he only had a dream that had been dreamed for more than ten years and finally came true, and he wanted to tell Sun Zheping personally every single word.

His trembling hands couldn't even hold the phone firmly at this moment. The moment he heard the beep of the phone being connected, tears once again blurred his vision uncontrollably.

But before his tears fell, a familiar bell rang behind him.

How familiar that ringtone is.Every note seems to have been imprinted in his heart.

Zhang Jiale turned around in a daze, the person who was supposed to be in City B was actually standing in front of him right now.

Behind him, just within reach, stood Sun Zheping.With one hand still in his pocket, the other held the ringing cell phone and waved to Zhang Jiale.

"You...how are you..." Zhang Jiale couldn't even utter a complete sentence, tears flowed down his face uncontrollably, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but cocked up, crying and laughing at the same time Sun Zheping raised his eyebrows and laughed.

"How can I not watch you from the nearest place when you become the champion?"

Zhang Jiale was stunned.Immediately, a bandaged hand gently wiped away the tears still hanging on his face.

The lights in the venue spilled into the aisle from the entrance, reflecting Sun Zheping's outline in a layer of golden light.

Looking against the light, the man's eyebrows were like stars.