Coach don't tease me

Said, "Let's go."

An Gefeng watched Wu Shaoqi carry Shangxi on his back and walked away, remembering that he was drunk that day, Wu Shaoqi also said he would carry him, but he refused, let go of the opportunity, and did not let their hearts overlap.

This girl is the weight Wu Shaoqi can bear.

Everyone rushed back to the street before the rain turned heavy. Anyway, we had nothing to do, so we decided to have an early celebration banquet. Shi Ping hosted a restaurant with all-you-can-eat seafood BBQ, probably because he thought that it would be boring when he returned home tomorrow. Eat vigorously.

This rock climbing trip ended with sweet Thai milk tea. Shi Ping ordered a cup for everyone. He raised the cup and wanted to say something, but when he caught a glimpse of Angfeng who had been silent for the past two days, he changed the subject and said hello. The coach draws a conclusion to the journey.

Being caught by the cue suddenly, Angefon quickly ran through the memories of the past month in his mind, what he could say, what he couldn't say, what he wanted to forget, and what he wanted to remember forever, all came to his mind in a moment.

However, as a coach, he quickly picked out the appropriate language: "Ten days will be over soon. I hope everyone can train the sense of rock from the process of climbing the natural rock field, experience the feeling of fear, and feel it too. The thrill of conquering a route.”

"Actually, whether you have climbed the route or not is secondary." Angefon said in a low voice, but he looked into everyone's eyes and said, "The most important thing is to never forget the joy of rock climbing, and to continue to work hard even though there are many weaknesses. myself."

Every team member has such a moment, being defeated by difficulties again and again, and trying stubbornly again and again.

Wu Shaoqi didn't applaud, but fixed his eyes on Angfeng fiercely when he was speaking, as if he had to follow everyone's gaze and look at the coach unscrupulously at such a moment.

Shi Ping applauded the loudest and most vigorously: "Coach An put a lot of effort into this journey." He raised his chin to An Gefeng from the air: "Thank you, you have helped me so much along the way."

Wu Shaoqi withdrew his gaze and began to dismantle the big crabs on the plate.

"Free time later, those who want to go for a massage have to wait for dinner to digest a little bit, those who want to go shopping for souvenirs don't forget to bargain, those who want to drink should pay attention to moderation." Shi Ping's expression was relaxed, and he shouted loudly: "Enjoyyourself!"

After eating and disbanding, An Gefeng felt bored and went back to the hotel to take a shower. Shi Ping asked him to go for a massage, but he refused: "I have sunburned and peeling skin on my back, so I can't massage it. You can go."

After Shi Ping left, An Gefeng took out a beer from the refrigerator, took out his mobile phone to swipe in every possible way out of boredom, and half of the photos he took this time were Wu Shaoqi: Wu Shaoqi, who was splashed by water on the boat and laughed, stared at him seriously. Wu Shaoqi looking at the rock wall, Wu Shaoqi holding a knife and fork in the cave restaurant with crooked eyes.

After An Gefeng finished drinking a bottle of beer, his heart was still full of boredom, so he simply went out to the beach for a walk to catch some air.

Tonight's moon was so clear and bright that it reminded An Gefeng that not long after he arrived, he took Wu Shaoqi to see the platform with a night view, the corner of his mouth curled up, his steps changed direction, and he walked towards the platform.

After his eyes got used to the darkness, he stepped on the bamboo ladder and climbed up step by step. He didn't expect to hear someone talking in a low voice when the last four or five steps were left.

Angefon stopped and listened for three seconds, and recognized the girl's voice... Shangxi.

She said, "Wu Shaoqi, I like you."

No.: CH45

"Wu Shaoqi, I like you."

"I asked you out tonight, just to ask." Her cheeks were hot and her ears were hot, but even so she continued to ask: "Wu Shaoqi, do you... have a girl you like?"

It should be happy to be confessed by a beautiful girl, otherwise at least you will feel a little vain, but Wu Shaoqi heard an indescribable sadness in his ears.

If the person he likes is Shang Xi, then the matter is so simple, the two love each other and hit it off, and the prince and princess can live a happy life from now on.

The protagonists of no fairy tale belong to two princes.

"I…"

He had just opened his mouth, when suddenly there was a crunching sound from the bamboo ladder under the weight, and several muffled sounds, Shang Xi let out a gasp, and went out to look at the ladder, but there was nothing there.

Wu Shaoqi also looked around: "It should be monkeys, there are a lot of monkeys in this area."

"You haven't finished talking just now," Shang Xi quickly returned to the topic, she is a straightforward girl, since she opened her mouth, she wanted to get an answer: "Do you have a girl you like?"

There are no girls you like, only boys you like.

Wu Shaoqi sighed secretly in his heart, and replied in a low voice: "I don't have any girls I like."

The moment he said it, he realized that it was painful to reject others, especially such a good girl.

But just because Shang Xi is so frank, he should give a clear answer instead of ambiguously teasing his appetite and disappointing others' sincerity.

"Well, actually, I know, I can feel it." The smile on Shang Xi's face faded a bit: "But we can still be friends, and we can climb rocks together, right?"

I don't want to give up yet, maybe one day, you will fall in love with me.This sentence is still rarely said in my heart.

"Of course, I am very happy to climb rocks with you, really." Wu Shaoqi said sincerely, "Climbing in Krabi was the happiest time in my life."

"Well, it's so fun to climb here, and I'm really reluctant to leave tomorrow." Shang Xi looked up at the clear and bright moon, and rarely became emotional: "Thank you for bringing me to this secret spot, it's so beautiful here, so good I want to stay here until dawn."

"That won't work, your brother will beat me to death." Wu Shaoqi took out his phone and glanced at the time, and said, "It's almost time to go, it's past nine o'clock."

He was about to get up, but Shang Xi pulled the hem of his clothes. In the misty night, her eyes were bright: "Sit with me for a while, just 10 minutes."

Let's sit down again, the same is a fallen person in the world, all he can do is watch the moon with her.

Shi Ping returned to the hotel after the massage, pushed open the wooden door of the villa, and saw Angefon sitting on the reclining chair in the courtyard, holding beer cans with his hands hanging outside, and several empty bottles that were crushed on the ground.He half-closed his eyes, letting the moonlight shine on his body, his expression was indifferent and indifferent, and there was a feeling of being far away.

"What are you doing alone in the room?" Shi Ping asked poorly, and walked over to kick the empty can on the ground: "What are you doing? Thai beer is so delicious?"

Angefon lowered his eyes and smiled, reached for the beer can on the table with one hand, and threw it to Shi Ping: "Come, drink with me."

"It's so rare, you actually invited me to drink." Shi Ping sat down next to him, pulled the pull ring, and poured the upward bubbles mixed with alcohol into his mouth. If massage is to relax the muscles and bones, then drinking beer is the same. With spiritual relaxation, he breathed a sigh of satisfaction and said, "Excellent!"

Angefon drank another can without saying a word, squeezed the iron can with five fingers to make a crackling sound, threw it on the ground casually, and reached out to touch the table. Seeing this, Shi Ping said, "Don't touch it, the table No more wine."

"There's still some in the refrigerator, you go get them." Angefon instructed him.

Shi Ping counted the remains of the five wine cans on the ground, no matter how long the reflection arc was, he knew something was wrong: "You...is there something wrong?"

Angefon raised his eyelids and glanced at him, and said, "If you don't take me, I will take it." He staggered and stood up with the back of his chair, limping with difficulty, but was stopped by Shi Ping's horizontal hand. He pointed to Angfeng's feet and asked, "How did you do it?"

There were several new wounds on the outside of the right calf, which seemed to be scratched out by branches and bamboo sticks. Blood was mixed with mud and sand, obviously new wounds.

"I got it when I was buying beer." Angefon replied perfunctorily.

"The beer grows on the tree now? Can't you climb up to pick it?" Shi Ping pressed his shoulders and told him to sit down, went into the room, brought out the medicine box, and squatted at his feet: "Why don't you treat it, it's infected What a hassle."

An Gefeng didn't move, looking down at Shi Ping washing the wound with normal saline, gently disinfecting and applying medicine, and comparing the wound with several different sizes of bunnies to see which one is suitable.

This kind of tenderness has been like a day for ten years.

Having known each other for so many years, he has learned a very precious lesson from Shi Ping—being kind to someone does not necessarily mean liking it, sometimes it is just a matter of personality or a simple habit, so the same reason can be proved, he himself is kind to Wu Shaoqi, It is also out of love for the younger generation and a little bit of fate between people. As for the difficult question of "why there are so many younger generations, he is the only one who is good to Wu Shaoqi", he chooses to ignore it.

His kindness to Wu Shaoqi was unlimited without knowing it, and quietly surpassed the scope of coaches and players without knowing it. It wasn't until Wu Shaoqi kissed him on the lips that day that he was shocked to realize that the potted plants he cared for had grown crooked. Already, climbing on the window frame, an unusual feeling spread out.

It was his mistakes caused by too much watering and caring. It was because he crossed the line between coach and player, occupying the position that was vacated in Wu Shaoqi's heart after his father left. Sexual love is also nothing.

But that doesn't mean he can lead a child astray like this, let alone he is a teacher.

So he made amends and started pruning, neatly, to get everything back on track.

It's just that Wu Shaoqi was not the only one who accidentally crossed the line.

Tonight, Wu Shaoqi took Shangxi to his private scenic spot, the girl's voice was clearer than a wind chime, and she said: Wu Shaoqi, I like you.

Without continuing to listen to Wu Shaoqi's reaction, he left hastily in the dark night, the soles of his feet slipped and his skin was cut by bamboo, and he did not have the usual stable image at all.

For a moment, he wished Wu Shaoqi could reject her nakedly and evilly.

This politically incorrect idea was quickly buried by rationality. Love is the same as eugenics. Unsuitable ambiguity should be strangled in the unformed stage, so as not to cause more harm to others and oneself.He bought a bag of beer and went back to the hotel, and decided to clean up his emotions. If one bottle was not enough, he would drink two bottles, and if two bottles were not enough, he would drink three bottles. Anyway, after tonight, everyone returned to their correct positions.

"Okay." Shi Ping pasted the wounds one by one, and he was done. He sat down opposite Angfeng, like a priest who was waiting for the confession of the believers: "Tell me, brother can help you solve what's wrong."

The most unsuitable person in the world to talk about emotional topics is this guy in front of him. An Gefeng opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Wu Shaoqi will be competing next month. How do you think he can improve his ability?"

The topic change was very far-fetched, but it was very useful for Shi Ping, so on the last night in Krabi, An Gefeng listened to Shi Ping's training plan for One Thousand and One Nights, and fell asleep with complicated emotions thinking about the boy and girl on the platform up.

Bid farewell to the hot southern country and return to the cold and humid city. Everyone put on their down jackets at the airport. Most of them had their parents come to pick them up. Only Wu Shaoqi was left. An Gefeng wanted to ask him how to get back, but he hesitated. Is this kind of behavior appropriate? In the blink of an eye, Wu Shaoqi has stepped out of the automatic door and stepped into the gray and pale land.

After switching several buses, I finally stepped into my shabby little house. The Spring Festival couplets at the door were from last year, and the tables and chairs were all dusty.Wu Shaoqi has the sadness of Cinderella being beaten back to her original form.

The poor have no time to be sentimental. He put down his luggage and went out to send a newspaper to say hello. Thanks to the elder brother who is in charge, he has been on vacation for so long, so the shortage is still reserved for him. Of course, he may not be able to recruit someone to replace him. After all, serving dishes in a restaurant is more decent and more profitable than this.

So on the first day of school, he had to get up at three o'clock in the morning and go to work at four o'clock. The coat was still not thick enough, so he took out the raincoat to block the wind, and rode a motorcycle through the streets and alleys. The early morning wind blew on his face It was cold enough to freeze the blood.

After sending off the last family, the sky reluctantly let some light shine through, the faint brightness was on the same level as the old street lamps, Wu Shaoqi let out a sigh of relief into his unconscious palm, and hopelessly missed the bright sun of Krabi .

On the first day of school, the classroom was full of the joy of reunion after a long absence. The words I wanted to say to my classmates could not be finished in three days. Some people bought new outfits all over their bodies, and some people changed their mobile phones. Wu Shaoqi and Yang Dongyu just changed their skin colors , they took out the coconut candy and spicy squid shreds they bought in Thailand and treated their classmates to eat. Finally, it was their turn to share their foreign knowledge with others. Wu Shaoqi talked about the sea breeze in Krabi and the sunset in Krabi. The shrimp over there are cheap and big , where the coconuts are freshly cut and drunk.

The classmate asked him, what is your most memorable thing?

The most memorable...

What came to Wu Shaoqi's mind was the room they used to share, Angefon's happier face when he finished climbing the route, the wet hug on the dark boat, and the pair of beer mugs.

The most memorable thing, he is going to try to forget now.

Arriving at the gymnasium in the afternoon, as soon as I walked in the door, I saw Angefon with his back turned to him, pushing a mobile whiteboard. The rollers underneath were stuck with dust, and it probably hadn’t been oiled for a long time. Harsh squeaks.

The long-sleeved sweatshirt on Angefon's body is soft and fit, which can not only keep warm, but also show the biceps, butterfly bones and sharp undulating lines of the shoulders under the fabric.

I still want to possess, want to see only myself in the eyes of the other person, want to touch those soft lips again.

The more unobtainable, the stronger the desire.

Wu Shaoqi stood at the gate of the gymnasium, not wanting to leave, not daring to approach.

"Master Wu, you're here." Angefon caught him out of the corner of his eye and smiled gently.

Wu Shaoqi hummed, walked forward, and lifted one end of the whiteboard: "Coach, let me lift it for you, it's faster to use it."

"Thank you." Angefon lifted the other end and told him where to put it. Wu Shaoqi lowered his eyes and quietly moved the whiteboard, and hummed again, as if this was the only word left between them.

The gymnasium is very big, and when there is no sound, there will be an embarrassment of emptiness. Angefon wants to say something, but he reminds himself to avoid topics that are too personal. Don't ask him what he had for lunch, and he can't ask about the current situation at home. , After much deliberation, I managed to hold back a sentence: Do your fingers still hurt recently?

Oh, sometimes it still hurts when pinched too hard, Wu Shaoqi replied.

An Gefeng explained some ways to avoid inflammation and deterioration, and Wu Shaoqi responded one by one, and said a few times, and the two of them tacitly kept the place in a state that was neither lively nor deserted.

After placing the whiteboard, Wu Shaoqi wiped his hands scribbled on the trousers, opened the inside of the schoolbag and took out an envelope bag with densely written small characters on it. When he stretched out his hand, the front of the letter box touched An Gefeng's chest.

"Coach, thank you for lending me Thai baht. The envelope shows the details of the expenses this time, and the money you gave me is still left."

Honorific words are sometimes a kind of respect, but from Wu Shaoqi's mouth and An Gefeng's ears, there is only alienation: "Today my dad pays me living expenses, which is more than before. part, and I will pay back the rest when I get my part-time salary.”

An Gefeng accepted the envelope with a blank face, and said lightly that I understand.

"Thank you, Coach." Wu Shaoqi smiled politely, "Then I'm going to change into my sports clothes and prepare to do warm-up exercises."

Wu Shaoqi turned around, put away his smile, and strode away.

If this is how you want to get along, I can't do it.

No.: CH46

On the first day of work, there was no rush to get on the wall. Shi Ping asked everyone to sit in a row in front of the whiteboard with a national competition schedule posted on it. I signed up for competitions of different levels on a personal level, and of course Wu Shaoqi was the first to appear, and there were only three weeks left before the competition.

"One week before the official competition, you have to reduce the weight and do not schedule training, so you actually only have two weeks to prepare," Shi Ping said to Wu Shaoqi: "In these two weeks, you don't need to practice skills with everyone. I will ask Coach An to design a route for you. Simulate the scene of the game."

"Analog ratio