Chapter 34 Chapter 34 Mediocrity.
It rained heavily all night.
The whole city suddenly changed seasons.
There was only a thin blanket in the room. The cold air invaded at night, and the figure that fluttered on the bed from time to time was gradually eaten away, turning it into a human cocoon.
Su Tu was wrapped in the quilt, his brain felt like it was about to explode. He felt like he was asleep, but he still had a vague consciousness that kept running in his dreams.
When I finally opened my eyes trembling, I felt a splitting headache. It was as if I had worked in vain the whole night and had not sorted out any knowledge points. The aftereffects of staying up late were quite strong.
It wasn't until I curled up and turned over, and suddenly saw the white thermos on the bedside table, that the memories came rushing back like waves.
Su Tu's brain was dazed by the photo. Only a slightly dim voice remained, clearly shouting in his mind: Don't leave me, don't leave me...
Her cheeks were red, and she seemed to be unable to bear it any longer. She buried her face in the quilt again, and did not suffocate until she could hardly breathe. Then she poked her head out again and looked at the head of the bed.
Stinky man!
Has the experience been given out now?
She still used a glass cup on New Year's Eve, which made her think that she was drunk. When she woke up, the water was already cold. Now everyone knows that they should buy a thermos cup and various kinds of bottles and jars. Not only do they no longer hide their identities, they have also learned to play the victim!
After returning home that night, I must have reviewed it a lot!
She looked angry, but the corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously. She rubbed her face dizzily and reached for the phone on the pillow.
After unlocking the phone, I realized that I had slept until two in the afternoon.
After being out of contact for most of the day, WeChat was like a tsunami, with 99+ unread messages clearly marked.
Su Tu was startled and quickly sat up from the bed, scrolling down one by one, processing the work information in order, and his brain gradually became clear.
It wasn't until she was caught off guard and saw the rabbit avatar pushed to the bottom of the screen that her expression suddenly froze.
rabbit……
It's still a sleeping rabbit.
She had previously thought that it was just his personal preference. After all, no one said that one couldn't have a soft heart under a domineering appearance.
But now it seems that although it may be considered as "personal preference", did he get the consent of the rabbit himself before doing so?
She pursed her lips and thought proudly, why don’t you just use my photo as your profile picture?
This way it can be simpler and easier to understand.
When he opened the dialog box, his expression grew more and more serious depending on the content.
12:06
【Are you awake?】
Do you feel uncomfortable?
12:14
[The porridge has been delivered to your door. Remember to take some when you wake up. It will make your stomach feel better after eating it.]
13:28
【Tell me when you wake up】
[I have training in the afternoon, so I may not be able to reply in time. Please don’t wait.]
13:30
[If I don’t see a reply after the end, I will go and take you to the hospital]
“…”
Su Tu felt threatened, and her response was to protect herself by saying, "Wake up!"
So don't come.
Train her well and give her some time to digest it.
After saying that, he threw back the quilt, stood up and walked out of the room, as if the world was full of his eyes. He carefully opened the door, took the takeaway, and quickly closed it.
Looking back, I saw all kinds of items that were not put back in place after use, making the living room look a little messy, and my pupils suddenly dilated!
So this is what the house looked like when you came back last night?
Or on New Year’s Eve too?
That's why he said that.
…She likes to make trouble?!
Su Tu's body swayed, and she stood still as if struck by lightning. She felt that the one shock after another from last night had almost driven her crazy!
He quickly put the takeaway aside, dug out the cleaning tools he hadn't seen in a long time, and diligently cleaned the house inside and out as if to wash away his shame.
It wasn't until the living room was restored to its tidiness that I secretly brainwashed myself into thinking that the house had always been this clean, but I was just a little negligent recently because I was too busy.
If he brings this up again later, he must have remembered it wrong!
She tried to calm herself down, then went into the bathroom contentedly. After washing up and changing her clothes, she returned to the living room, opened the porridge in the package, and heated it in the microwave.
Then he sat down at the workbench, curled his lips slightly, and tasted it slowly.
Just when I was almost full, my cell phone rang.
Shi Shu: [Do you feel uncomfortable?]
“…”
Su Tu looked at the screen and suddenly became unsure about the speed of his reply. If he replied too quickly, he was afraid that he would accidentally say something wrong. If he replied too slowly, he was afraid that he would appear at the door the next second.
Fortunately, when weighing the two evils, it is quite obvious which outcome is more unbearable: [No]
Although I drank a lot last night, most of the cocktails I made had little alcohol content, and some even had no alcohol content at all.
In comparison, some people are more troublesome...
The "typing" button above hovered for a long time. I don't know if the person on the other end was considering what to say or whether he should say anything more.
After a long while, a short message popped up: [Do you want to go out for a walk tonight?]
Su Tu's breathing suddenly stopped, and he said without thinking: [No more]
After a pause, he added: [It’s still raining.]
Shi Shu: [What about tomorrow?]
Su Tu: [What]
Shi Shu: [Let’s go look at the materials together?]
He knew that this was a bit hasty, but he was just anxious. He was eager to see her and confirm her attitude towards him. He even did not hesitate to pressure her with work: [Work has already started, but the main materials have not been ordered yet]
However, Su Tu was not so confused that he couldn't organize his work. Not to mention that it was such a big house, it would take a while to lay the walls and do the plumbing and electricity. Most of the main materials needed in the early stage had already been ordered according to the material list, and there was no need to rush the cabinets and furniture in the later stage.
Everything is just a cover for him.
Shi Shu admitted: "I want to see you."
【Su Tu】
I'm leaving the day after tomorrow.
[Can we meet?]
Su Tu: “…”
Like a lake that was already surging with undercurrents, suddenly plunged into a flurry of rocks, and her heartbeat, which she had been trying to suppress, suddenly became chaotic. Her fingers trembled slightly as she typed hastily, trying to explain to him over and over again:
-I don't want to see you, but can you give me some time...
-I don't know how to face you now...
-You really scared me, ah wuwuwu...
Things had come to this point, so of course she knew what he wanted to meet and confirm with her.
But the current situation is that she herself hasn't figured out what she is thinking, so how can she give him an answer?
Even though she thought about it all night last night, she still hasn't figured it out.
Why on earth would he like himself?
When did you start liking it?
If you like it, why don't you say it?
It is no exaggeration to say that she really gained nothing.
Because from her perspective, before he came to her for design, they really didn't know each other at all. Even if they had met a few times at school, it was always in a large classroom with dozens of people.
We never met formally, let alone exchanged a single word.
It can't be that he only likes my face?
Since she looks like me and I took the initiative to call him, there's nothing wrong with just going along with it and cooperating with him, right?
She didn't think that was the case, and judging from the current situation, it shouldn't be the case.
But I can't think of a more reasonable explanation.
To be honest, she is not a very optimistic person.
Especially in terms of feelings.
If he liked someone else so much, she might still stand by and admire this rare urban fairy tale, and give her sincere blessings frankly.
But if the person he had buried deep in his heart was actually herself, then for her, this matter was no different from her having never been to a lottery shop, but receiving a call informing her that she had won the first prize.
It was like she didn't even make a wish, but a huge pie fell from the sky.
Like when she couldn't build a snowman for a long time, a giant snowball suddenly rolled down the mountain, which was big enough to kill people.
It was like she had just convinced herself to try a blind date, but the other party went straight to the point and threw out two property certificates: I have already bought the wedding house, can we get married now?
Her instinctive reaction, of course, was to hide and save her life!
Whether she is surprised or not, we should at least wait until she recovers before carefully judging it, right?
otherwise.
What should you do if you are happy too early and then end up in sorrow?
…
Until late at night.
Shi Shudu never received any response.
I thought about going to her directly, but after all, if he were in front of her, she would be too shy to let him go on the spot.
I thought about asking her again: If I still don't see her tomorrow, can I wait until the game is over and come back to see her? But I was afraid of pushing her too far and destroying the hope I had finally managed to revive.
Finally, I just sat on the balcony, holding my phone in silence, watching the night deepen and the sun grow brighter.
Finally he breathed a sigh of relief.
Like an indecisive mediocrity.
Don't dare to advance rashly.
And he was unwilling to retreat.
-
Two days later.
The team arrived safely at the K City Sports Training Base and started a four-week high-altitude competitive swimming training camp.
Life began to return to normal, with planned training review and physical therapy, and then new training plans and diet adjustments were formulated based on comprehensive results and biochemical indicators.
The schedule is repetitive and detailed, and there is not much room for relaxation as we keep moving forward.
The only difference from the past is that every time it is meal time, Shi Shu will take a photo in advance, as if he wants to share it with someone, and the photos of the three meals gradually fill his memory.
However, only a few are lucky enough to publish them.
Su Tu never sent him messages on his own initiative.
He would only consider his words carefully when his patience reached its limit, as if to confirm whether he was still on her friend list.
I sent two messages on the day of departure.
One schedule report and one arrival report.
After that, I would post one every five or six days.
Sometimes it is a simple photo, about the weather and three meals a day; sometimes it is like a weather forecast, saying that City A is going to get colder and it is going to rain, so remember to wear a coat and bring an umbrella.
Very occasionally, when he was lucky, he would see the words "typing..." flash by after an accidental touch, but most of the time, the entire dialog box was like a diary he wrote alone.
No one responded.
It's like swimming, lonely and quiet.
When you're underwater, you can't hear any sound except your heartbeat.
Time flies and it is October.
On the night of arriving in Country B, Shi Shu felt like he had won the lottery. He was asked to take a urine test and was woken up again in the middle of the night.
Over the next two days, until the eve of the 100-meter freestyle, a total of 6 times.
When he returned to the room, Shi Shu was no longer sleepy. He opened his cell phone and checked the time.
It’s 4 a.m. in Country B.
10 o'clock in the morning in City A.
He lowered his eyes and flicked through the dialog box that looked like a note in a depressed mood. In the end, he couldn't help but send a message to himself: [Can you talk to me?]
There was still only silence in response to him.
There was a long silence.
He sighed and finally locked his phone.
Just as he was about to throw it aside, the screen suddenly lit up on its own and vibrated in his hand.
His gaze paused, and for the first time, he felt a sense of unreality, like a dream.
When he swiped to answer the call, his movements were a little hesitant, as if he was afraid that the dream would end. His voice was tense and low and hoarse: "...Hello?"
The background noise on the other end was very quiet, and the breathing was also very light. I could hear a little bit of entanglement. I didn't know if he was brewing something or was a little embarrassed.
After a long while, he managed an awkward, soft, "Come on."
Shi Shu's heart trembled, and he had an inexplicable urge to press the person into his arms. His jaw tightened even more: "Okay."
Su Tu actually wanted to scold him. Isn't it only 4 o'clock in Country B at this time? Why send her a message instead of sleeping well?
When it came to my lips, it became a sentence that almost sounded like a complaint: "Can we win?"
Shi Shu's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he restrained himself and asked, "Will you read it?"
“…”
Su Tu was a little dissatisfied again, thinking that whether he could win had nothing to do with whether she would watch or not. Was he planning to give up the game if she didn't watch?
At this time, you are still thinking of putting pressure on her through moral kidnapping!
She pursed her lips, and as if to provoke someone, she said, "Let's see if we can win."
"Um."
His expression relaxed, and his voice became more relaxed: "You can see it after you see it."
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