The decadent second-generation rich kid and the fallen female basketball star grow together, striving for glory for the country. The light of glory is light, and the light of kindness is also light...
Inside the Pear Blossom Villa, warm lights shone like fireflies.
Jiao Yuyin shook off the autumn night rain and stepped into his warm and welcoming "home".
"Have you had dinner yet?" Lu Yu jogged towards Jiao Yuyin.
"I ate at the company."
Jiao Yuyin took off his suit jacket, smoothed the stray hairs by Lu Yu's temples, and said, "Don't wait for me every day. I've been coming home too late sometimes lately."
"It's okay, I can't sleep without you anyway." Lu Yu smiled, her eyes sparkling.
"In today's training match, Chu Feiyu was made to cry by Sister Yan."
"They couldn't master the fast break from the outside. Weng Pei was scolded by Sister Yan until she didn't dare to breathe. You would be shocked to see that Sister Yan has this side to her. She unleashed her inner power."
"Coach Feng, who was standing next to me, looked kind and gentle."
Lu Yu smiled, recounting the exciting news from her new team.
Jiao Yuyin lowered his head slightly and kissed the corner of Lu Yu's eye, looking at her upturned face.
A gentle kiss instantly silenced Lu Yu's chatter.
The familiar scent of raspberries gave Jiao Yuyin a sense of security.
He stepped closer and embraced her.
The hug was very tight.
Lu Yu didn't say anything, but his slightly frizzy little head still stubbornly tilted in front of his chest.
Her bright, almond-shaped eyes clearly conveyed everything.
"Would you like some milk?" Jiao Yuyin asked.
"Go take a shower." Lu Yu gently shook Jiao Yuyin's waist and said, "I'll heat it up. Two cups, one for each of us."
Jiao Yuyin emerged from the darkness, found the little fish, and mended his broken self.
...
One week later.
The corridor on the top floor of the Jiao family's old house was brightly lit.
Jiao Yuyin stood by the window, gazing at the poplar grove, and made a phone call.
"Third sister, the old man has passed away. His grave is in the western suburbs cemetery. If you and fourth sister want to see him again, come back and visit."
"Jiao Yuchen pulled out his oxygen tube and has already turned himself in."
“Wang Hui has taken the child to the Czech Republic. Since you live nearby, could you look after them if it’s convenient?”
"Mi Yang and Yu Wei have decided to stay in China. Jia Qing and Jia Li will live with Mi Yang. Jia Li's health is not very good, so she still needs a relatively familiar environment."
“Mi Yang took them to settle down in Yunan City. Xiao Yu’s old teammates are there, so it’s relatively safe.”
Jiao Yuyin's voice on the phone was intermittent.
Lu Yu stood quietly at the other end of the corridor.
Waiting for him.
The call has ended.
Lu Yu tilted her head and said softly, "Come play basketball with me."
The sound wasn't loud, but it echoed clearly in the corridor.
"Doraemon Basketball Court"
Jiao Yuyin's voice followed the sound of his footsteps.
Walk towards her.
...
It's the dead of winter, and the year is drawing to a close.
In just a few months, the Yuhua Group, the once dominant commercial empire in Qingbei City, has ceased to exist.
The building is about to collapse, in a matter of days or nights.
The old "Jiao family" fell, and a new "Jiao family" emerged.
The difference lies in the rapidly growing Ruixin Group.
No longer a bloated and cumbersome behemoth, but a technology giant specializing in emerging fields.
"The wilderness rescue robot has unique anti-earthquake and anti-interference capabilities, which rely on the motion structure calculation capabilities developed by Ruixin Technology."
"The first batch of fire smoke exploration robots, jointly donated by Ruixin Group and Tengyue Sports, arrived at Qingbei City Fire Station at 10:00 a.m. today."
“Difficult working conditions are unavoidable, and robots for extreme environments have emerged. Among them, the new product launched by Ruixin Group, the mining robot, has been making waves recently.”
The background noise of a news report was playing on the television.
After Lu Yu finished pasting a paper-cut "Fu" character on a window, he looked at the large Spring Festival couplets.
She ran upstairs in a few quick steps.
A cheerful urging voice followed Lu Yu as she rushed into the bedroom.
"A-Yin, get up, get up! It's New Year's Eve today, no sleeping in!"
With his eyes closed, half-asleep, Jiao Yuyin scooped up the small fish that darted towards him.
"Go to sleep, don't make a sound."
Lu Yu stared at his curved lips, slightly resentful.
I couldn't break free from her embrace.
Instead of waking the other person up, this resulted in getting himself involved as well.
"The Spring Festival couplets are too big; I can't put them up by myself."
A muffled murmur of complaints came from within her embrace.
Jiao Yuyin chuckled softly, buried his face in Lu Yu's hair, and inhaled the sweet fragrance of raspberries.
"Pasting Spring Festival couplets."
Jiao Yuyin loosened his grip on the taro and propped himself up.
Happy New Year.