you and the champion are mine

The beach is just behind the B&B, and it only takes 5 minutes to walk there, but Song Yang still chooses to run, like a leopard that has found its prey, running faster and faster, until the sand and stones on the beach penetrate into his shoes and socks, which are painful , he had to slow down.

November is the peak season for tourism in Macau. Although it is not a famous beach, there are also many individual tourists and a team of photographers taking pictures of a couple.

He walked around them carefully, stretched his neck, and looked for the target person on the huge beach.

The light made his figure slender.

Li Xun was sitting on a rock by the shore, listening to music with his earphones plugged in. Seeing Song Yang walking towards him, he took off his earphones, stuffed them into his trouser pocket with his phone, and took out two small bags of peach-flavored jelly.

Song Yang reached out to take it, but his brows were frowning, and he didn't stuff it in his mouth. Instead, he held the jelly in his hand and looked at it over and over again. He didn't know what he was thinking, probably because he couldn't do without the game.

Li Xun patted the rock and motioned him to sit down.

"I didn't expect it to be quite beautiful here."

"Yeah." Song Yang stuffed the socks into the shoes and put them aside, buried his toes in the fine sand, buried very deep, and felt a little bit of sunlight.

Li Xun was waiting for his next sentence, but after waiting for a long time, Song Yang didn't start a new topic, he touched Song Yang's with his foot.

Soaked in seawater, the wet sand rubbed against Song Yang Guangjie's insteps.

"Still uncomfortable?"

Song Yang lowered his head, rubbed his palms back and forth on his knees, and his spine almost bent into a full bow.

Even if he didn't say a word, Li Xun could fully feel his mood at the moment, the annoyance and unwillingness superimposed together, turned into a powerless, deep self-blame.

Empty consolation probably doesn't work, Li Xun can only change the angle: "Did I mention my coach to you?"

"Well, you talked about him in the interview, what's the matter?"

"He also came today and praised you for playing well." At the end, he added with a smile, "Especially the match with Yu Shenwei, it was so exciting."

Song Yang asked uncertainly, "Are you laughing at me?"

Li Xun stretched out his hand and rubbed the back of the child's head. His hair had just been cut not long ago, and it was still a little prickly.

"It's normal for you to be nervous when playing against the Korean team for the first time."

Song Yang turned sideways and explained earnestly: "Actually, the most uncomfortable thing for me is not because I lost to An Zhiyu, but because I failed everyone's expectations."

Li Xun said: "Then you might as well think about it differently. If I am the one standing on the stage and I am the one who loses to An Zhiyu, will you be disappointed by me?"

Song Yang had an epiphany, shook his head and said, "I will look forward to your next match."

The wind on the beach stopped, but the tide still surged up one after another, actively wanting to touch their insteps.

Song Yang turned his toes up, but was still unhappy. In the final analysis, it was because he didn't perform well. If he could change the result of the game against Yu Shenwei with the previous game, he would at least have the chance to play overtime with An Zhiyu. qualifications.

It's not certain who wins or loses.

But what if.

Li Xun gently pinched the back of his neck: "I know you must be unwilling at the moment, and even feel humiliated. I can understand these, because I have also experienced it."

Song Yang raised his head. In fact, he was just complaining casually, and didn't expect too much from Li Xun's response. These words comforted him who was immersed in loneliness.

It turned out that his pain was understood.

Li Xun continued: "You have to understand one thing. We are athletes, not gods. It is impossible to win smoothly. It is impossible for anyone to do it. If you lose, you lose. As an athlete, you have to Try to bear it, learn to turn the page, and accept your own shortcomings. If you have already brought out your best level, there is nothing to feel bad about."

But he didn't, Song Yang was full of melancholy: "I don't know why, I was just nervous at that time, my heart rate was not stable, and I fell down after the beat."

"Because you take him too seriously, you pay attention to his every move, every contemptuous look in your eyes, because he is arrogant and conceited, you keep telling yourself that you have to win him in this fight ,right?"

Song Yang didn't speak, which means he acquiesced to his words.

Li Xun said: "But this can easily affect your mentality. When you care more about other external factors, your heart will not sink."

"Hmm..." Song Yang digested every word, "I understand."

The wind was a bit cold at the moment, the photography team withdrew, shops renting swimming rings and beach balls closed one after another, and the number of tourists on the beach was also reduced by more than half.

Song Yang didn't move, and Li Xun didn't want to move either.

The moonlight was hazy, and the only thing left on the whole beach was the churning waves and their ups and downs.

Song Yang tore open the jelly, hooked "Zi Liu" into his mouth, and swallowed it without chewing twice.

Li Xun tilted his head to observe him: "Are you feeling better now?"

"Yeah." Song Yang also turned to look at him, and the smile on his lips gradually deepened, "It's nice to have a senior, every time you enlighten me, my mood will be much better, did your coach enlighten you like this before? ?”

Li Xun said without shame: "It's all up to me to understand."

"Hey." Song Yang smiled and kicked him with his foot, neither light nor heavy, Li Xun also kicked him back, back and forth, the two chased and fought on the bank.

Song Yang's explosive power was strong, but his endurance was not as good as Li Xun's. The more he ran, the closer he felt the panting behind him, as if he could be caught in the next second.

When he was about to be overtaken, he acted like a rogue and kicked the ground vigorously, causing fine sand to fly in the air.Li Xun couldn't dodge in time, his rolled up trouser legs were full of silly sand, he didn't care to slap it off, and chased after him with all his strength.

"Don't get caught by me!"

What responded to him was Song Yangqing's clear and bright laughter.

The two ran a big circle around the beach, almost returning to the original point, the loss and shame of the day were swept away by the surging waves.

Song Yang couldn't run anymore, panting heavily, he circled a huge rock on the shore, Li Xun turned left and he turned right, Li Xun turned right and he turned left.

Just when he thought he had found the right place and was able to catch his breath, Li Xun suddenly jumped up, turned over the stone, and jumped in front of him.

They were very close, and Li Xun was tall, almost completely covering the moon behind him.

Song Yang backed up, but tripped over a small protruding rock, and fell into the sand. Li Xun took the opportunity to bend down, grabbed handfuls of sand, and threw it at him with the fastest speed and heaviest weight. His legs were lifted up, as if he was about to bury him, and there was no shadow of the teacher at all.

Song Yang laughed and scolded, and even rolled and crawled, before he could climb a meter away, he felt his ankle being grabbed. He wanted to resist and kicked his legs, but Li Xun's strength was too great, he could only Let your body be savagely dragged away.

In the end, Li Xun sat down on his thigh, breathed twice on his fingertips maliciously, and got in from the hem of his clothes.

As soon as the skin touched, Song Yang was itchy and begged for mercy, crying and laughing, but Li Xun didn't show any intention of accepting it, instead it got worse, and Song Yang twisted into a collapsed caterpillar under him.

The slightly cool seawater came up and wet their trouser legs and clothes. Li Xun grabbed Song Yang's arm and dragged him up from the sand.

"Are you still fighting with me?"

"Obviously you're the one messing with me!"

Song Yang scratched his hair, sand fell from his head like snow, some got into his clothes and stuck to his back, and some ran into his pants, and he couldn't clean it even after he got up for a long time.

He patted his buttocks and complained: "What to do, it seems to have run into my underwear."

"Really?" Li Xun hooked his waistband, poked his head over, "Let me see."

Song Yang was startled, grabbed his trouser waist and took a step back, looking at him like a hooligan.

However, Li Xun shrugged cheekily: "You asked me what to do."

Song Yang's lips moved, but he couldn't hold back a fart for a long time.

Many stars appeared overhead, and they sat side by side on the shore.Song Yang stretched his legs out of shape, poked his index finger into the sand, drew a target, and drew an arrow that accurately hit the ten rings.

Li Xun glanced at it. Song Yang thought that he would dislike his poor painting skills, but he didn't.

"Is this your arrow?" Li Xun asked him.

"Ah."

Li Xun pondered for a while, added another one, and said, "This way it won't be lonely."

Song Yang stared at the two intersecting arrows obsessively, and grinned.

The waves were about to hit again, and Song Yang was worried that this masterpiece would be destroyed, so he took a quick photo and set it as his WeChat avatar.

Seeing his operation, Li Xun said, "Send me one too."

Song Yang glanced at him in surprise, full of thoughts.

It is clear that every word and every movement of Li Xun's mouth has nothing to do with love, but he can always capture the ambiguous elements. The whole portrait seems to be soaked in a jar of honey, and he can no longer restrain his heartbeat. .

After passing on a good photo, they looked up together, and it happened that two boys wearing the same tops walked past them.

Song Yang followed the past and whispered, "They are dressed like couples."

Li Xun gave a "hmm" in agreement.

His eyes were glued to Song Yang's white instep, he struggled for a while, and added: "We can also wear it."

Song Yang turned his head abruptly, but his first reaction was: "You mean the national team uniform?"

Li Xun: "..."

His silence and the sense of helplessness in his eyebrows made Song Yang realize that his answer was not what Li Xun had in mind. Combined with the sudden and frightening kiss at the airport, and Li Xun's question tonight All kinds of abnormalities, he would be a fool if he didn't think about it.

Song Yang wanted to ask again, but unexpectedly, Li Xun opened his mouth a second earlier: "I want to tell you something."

"what?"

Li Xun asked: "Do you still remember that I told you in the car this morning that I had a dream?"

"Hmm..." This topic was too abrupt, Song Yang didn't understand how it had anything to do with what they were talking about, but he opened and closed his mouth very cooperatively, "And then?"

"I said I dreamed that you turned into a cat to lick me." When Li Xun said this, he paused, with a not-so-innocent smile on his lips.

This abrupt topic, and the very rare pause, made Song Yang feel that there would be some unspeakable content that would make people feel hot.

Unsurprisingly, Li Xun looked like a villain holding the protagonist's handle, and smiled even more happily: "Actually, I didn't fall asleep at all."

"..."

As if a silver light had struck, Song Yang's brain flashed and thundered, he stared at Li Xun tongue-tiedly, and inevitably recalled his obscene behavior last night, which made him very ashamed.

And this sense of shame was not weakened by Li Xun's indifferent smile. Thousands of words flooded into his heart, but he couldn't make a sound out of his throat.It seemed that what hit the back of his feet was not a splash of water, but a flame. Every inch of his skin, including his internal organs, was about to ignite.

Seeing his flustered and absent-minded appearance, Li Xun couldn't help laughing, and leaned forward inch by inch to look at the reflection in his pupils: "But you seem to have missed something."

In the chaos, Song Yang tried his best to pull his mind back, trying to respond to something, but Li Xun didn't wait for him to respond, and opened his mouth, reducing the distance between them to zero.

Lips touched, breath blended, Song Yang's eyes widened, his heart beat faster, and his whole body fell into the world of clouds and mountains and mist again, in chaos.

He heard the sound of sea water rushing onto the beach, saw the plane blinking at him in the dark night, smelled the unique fragrance of Li Xun's body, and felt a hand tightening at the back of his waist. Their bodies were getting closer inch by inch. , until it fits perfectly.

They are all bronze players in the field of love. Li Xun's experience makes him look extraordinarily calm and calm in this kind of thing, and even has a little bit of skill.

His other hand first covered Song Yang's eyes for two seconds, and then moved to the back of his head, forcing him to raise his head slightly, and then licked the gap between his lips.

Song Yang shuddered, his thoughts were confused—or it could be said to be blank.

He couldn't see anything, but his heart was trembling, his arms were trembling, his breathing was trembling, his eyelashes were trembling, and every inch of his skin was trembling.

He doesn't know how to kiss, and he has never had a deep understanding of this process. He just imitated Li Xun's movements, bit that soft lip lightly, put it in his mouth, felt its temperature, and felt Li Xun's ups and downs of breathing. And heartbeat, feel the endless tenderness and lingering.