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I seem to be having a bad time lately.

My heart was hurting, my legs often cramped, and my recovery was slow after a broken bone.I always have a headache, and although I feel very tired, I can't sleep all night.

"Xu Yuan, Xu Yuan, are you listening?" The coach's voice suddenly woke up Xu Yuan.

"Yeah." Xu Yuan nodded, "I was a little dizzy just now, I'm sorry."

The coach looked at him, sighed again for a long time, and patted him on the shoulder: "Go back and have a good rest."

"it is good."

Xu Yuan turned around, and just a few meters away, the coach behind him called him again:

"Xu Yuan, it's fine."

Xu Yuan bowed to him, and walked out slowly.

The doctor’s words still ringing in my ears: “Athletes’ long-term high load on the body has caused chronic damage, coupled with your congenital deficiencies, more than ten years of high-intensity training has already caused great damage to your body functions…”

At the World Championships two months ago, he withdrew due to injury.Last time, he won the men's 400-meter freestyle championship in this event.

Endless training, healing and new injuries... 27-year-old Xu Yuan seems to have passed the best years of an athlete.

Can he still participate in the 2020 Olympics?

Xu Yuan looked at the gray sky for a while, and suddenly remembered that it was almost New Year's Eve.

The phone vibrated in her pocket, Xu Yuan picked it up, it was Fang Mo's call:

"Honey, I have an engagement tonight. Pick you up at 10:30?"

That day Fang Mo managed to get Xu Yuan's promise: not to leave him.

Xu Yuan really loves him.Probably, it is impossible to refuse when you are affectionately retained by someone you love deeply.

Unless you don't love me but I love you, and I don't love you and you come to look for my dog ​​blood TV series, otherwise, how can you be willing?

Xu Yuan replied softly: "No, I'm not in the team. I'll go back first."

Fang Mo's deep voice sounded: "No more training?"

"Ah."

The other end of the phone smiled happily: "Then I will leave at nine o'clock and come back to accompany you."

Xu Yuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "No need. You are busy with your work."

The man was aggrieved: "Don't you want me to accompany you more?"

"Yeah." Xu Yuan was cold-blooded and heartless.

"Damn it." He deliberately imitated the tone of the hero of the romance drama, "I just want to be with you."

Xu Yuan couldn't help laughing: "Damn it. I just don't want to."

The opposite party smiled happily, very satisfied with Xu Yuan's support.

"Then wait for me to come back tonight and wait for you to make fruit tea. Today Zheng Yuan bought fruit tea for everyone, I tasted it, it should be quite easy."

"Okay. Go to work." Xu Yuan smiled and hung up the phone.

Suddenly a little boy ran up the sidewalk, with a round figure, and bumped straight at Xu Yuan.Xu Yuan subconsciously supported him, fearing that he would fall.

The child ran away with a grin, and continued to chase what was ahead.

Behind him, Xu Yuan knelt down in embarrassment.

He rested his hands on the ground, feeling a sudden sharp pain in his calf.Frowning tightly, Xu Yuan clutched her knees, feeling chills in her heart.

Heartbreaking pain.

Several people gathered around, seeming to be concerned about what happened to him.

Subconsciously, Xu Yuan stood up abruptly, pulled up the collar of her coat, turned around and walked away quickly.

He didn't want to be seen, didn't want to be recognized.

"I suggest that you stop training and plan to retire."

The voice echoed over and over again, making Xu Yuan upset.Retired, what is he?

There was a lot of noise in my head.

After returning home, she opened the door and Xu Yuan ran to the bedroom.Laying down on the big bed, sniffing Fang Mo's breath, Xu Yuan closed her eyes wearily.

He may not be able to swim anymore, what to do?What should he do?

He has spent most of his life swimming.He lacks people skills, he has no other professional skills, and he's not even mentally ready to retire.

In the past, he always felt that the years were too long, and that everything was in time.He yearns for the swimming pool, he loves competition, and he longs to stand on the podium...

So, has his golden age passed?

With such a wounded body, Xu Yuan will never have the chance to see the national flag raised because of his honor.

Xu Yuan turned off the heater, and the room was very cold.

The night gradually diffused, like ink dripping into a glass bottle, and the color gradually darkened.

In the quiet room, there was a muffled sound, as if a fist had hit the mattress hard.

……

When Fang Mo arrived home, it was exactly ten o'clock.Xu Yuan was sitting by the window in home clothes, reading a book of "The Castle" by the floor lamp.

Fang Mo walked over, wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, and rested his chin on his shoulder: "Why are you looking at this?"

Xu Yuan smiled: "Look through it casually."

Fang Mo wanted to chat with him a few more words, but Xu Yuan put the book back.He stood up and buried his head in Fang Mo's chest.

Fang Mo hugged him gently.

"It doesn't smell like perfume or smoke, but it smells a little like wine."

"Yeah." Fang Mo stroked his hair, "Guess what wine you drank?"

"I don't know." Xu Yuan smiled, put her finger on Fang Mo's lips, raised her eyes and asked him, "Do you want to do it?"

Fang Mo panicked for no reason.The last time I heard him say such things in this tone was the night when he took advantage of the night to leave.

He didn't say a word, and directly hugged the person up.Xu Yuan put her arms around his neck and let him carry her into the bathroom.

The water vapor quickly diffused, and the white mist blindfolded, moist and warm.

There were constant noises in the bathroom, the two young men were panting, and a flushed painting was reflected in the mirror, showing a bewitched and unparalleled beauty.

Xu Yuan pressed against the cold mirror, her lips were slightly parted, her eyes were slack, and her eyes were as red as a glow.

Fang Mo caressed his back and called him over and over again: "Xu Yuan, Xu Yuan, Xu Yuan..."

Xu Yuan responded in a low voice, with tears in her eyes.

One of his hands rested on the wall, clenched tightly, as if holding back something.

From the corner of his eyes, Fang Mo caught a glimpse of his other hand firmly pressing on his heart.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Fang Mo asked him.

Xu Yuan shook her head: "Hurry up."

Fang Mo stopped, leaned close to his shoulder, and lightly bit the tip of his ear: "Baby, cry for me."

Xu Yuan paused, and the corners of her eyes really shed tears unknowingly.

After a few seconds, countless tears fell down uncontrollably, he vented it out alive, and cried like Fang Mo wished, making his heart ache unbearably.

"Baby, my baby." Fang Mo withdrew and wrapped the towel around Xu Yuan, "Why are you afraid to cry in front of me?"

So Xu Yuan cried even harder, lying in his arms, refusing to look up.Fang Mo wiped his body dry and carried him to the bed.

Xu Yuan shrank herself into a ball, sobbing softly under the quilt.

Shame, shame.But he was so sad.

Fang Mo lifted the quilt, lay down gently, and simply hugged him in a ball, and kept kissing his back: "Little Yuan, baby, what's the matter?"

Xu Yuan said in a hoarse voice: "I will never become a champion again."

There was a moment of silence behind.

Xu Yuan wanted to bury her head deeper, but Fang Mo restrained her in an instant. He held Xu Yuan's face in his hands and looked at him seriously: "No one stands on the podium forever, Xu Yuan."

Xu Yuan looked into his eyes, and said after a while: "I see."

And indeed it is.no one, no one...

"But here," Fang Mo still looked at him, pointing to his heart, "the unique champion in this castle is you."

Xu Yuan's heart was shocked, he hugged Fang Mo back, leaned into his arms, and said softly: "My golden age as an athlete is over."

Fang Mo shook his head: "This moment is the golden age for you and me."

He touched Xu Yuan's hand and interlocked his fingers: "The road is fine. Xu Yuan, please be generous. Say goodbye to this champion, and please allow the next one to come to your side."

The author has something to say:

In the movie "Golden Age", when Xiao Hong, played by Tang Wei, folded her hands and raised her hands towards the void, the narration sounded: "Isn't this moment also my golden age?"

I cry like a dog.

Try to finish it quickly. (I am a short story killer without emotion. ╮(‵▽′)╭)