A thin layer of snow covered the metal plaque at the main entrance of the Qingbei Training Base. The six large characters "Qingbei Training Base" looked like they had been specially decorated, and six small snowmen wearing white hats looked like they might run down from the plaque at any moment.
The two tall, handsome men, both dressed in black overcoats, stood out conspicuously in the sparsely populated training base.
Lu Yu walked up to Jiao Yuyin and Assistant Qin with a smile.
"I checked, no one's following me, boss, what are you up to now?"
Jiao Yuyin shrugged and said, "It has nothing to do with me."
Assistant Qin seemed a little embarrassed and stammered, unable to give a coherent explanation.
Thoughts come faster than words.
Sun Meng isn't replying to my messages. What can I do?
Lu Yu raised an eyebrow. "What... does this have to do with Sun Meng?"
Jiao Yuyin's lips twitched twice, clearly indicating that he was trying not to laugh.
Knowing he couldn't hide his thoughts, Assistant Qin said directly, "I've been trying to contact Sun Meng all afternoon, but she hasn't replied. This taro milk pudding... could you please make another trip and bring it to her?"
Assistant Qin handed the paper bag he was carrying to Lu Yu, adding, "It's low in sugar, suitable for athletes."
Lu Yu took the paper bag stiffly and said, "She usually doesn't bring her phone when she trains. She was still there when I came out of the court, so she probably didn't see it."
Lu Yu looked confused about the situation and muttered, "Sun Meng asked you to help deliver something? This doesn't seem like her."
Assistant Qin's thoughts reached my ears.
[Lu Yu didn't even realize I was pursuing Sun Meng.]
Lu Yu's eyes widened instantly, and her voice rose: "You like Sun Meng? Didn't you just meet for the first time before the Spring Festival holiday?"
Jiao Yuyin couldn't stand it any longer. Lu Yu had completely missed the point. If she weren't able to understand people's thoughts, she probably would never have understood Assistant Qin's behavior.
Jiao Yuyin rubbed Lu Yu's head to clarify the key point, "Lu Yu, if Assistant Qin pursues Sun Meng, will it put you in a difficult position?" His gaze was dark and somewhat bitter, "After all, our relationship is rather special."
Lu Yu then understood a bit: she and Jiao Yuyin were going to divorce in six months, which would inevitably make the relationship between the group awkward.
Lu Yu used his free right hand to scoop up a bit of snow from the metal plaque and toss it up, scattering the snowflakes everywhere.
"If you're going to pursue someone, just pursue them. Why think so much? If you can win them over, that's your skill. But I won't help you or act as a go-between. Let's each do our own thing." After saying that, Lu Yu turned around, picked up the bag, and walked towards the Earth Pavilion.
The figure gradually walked away into the distance.
Jiao Yuyin, standing in front of the gate, kept repeating Lu Yu's words in his mind.
"Ring ring ring—"
The ringing of the telephone interrupted Jiao Yuyin's vision of the future.
Jiao Yuyin answered the phone, and Lu Yu's voice came through the receiver. "Tell Assistant Qin that I've delivered the milk powder, and ask Sun Meng to convey my thanks."
"Um."
"Also... you go first, I have something to take care of, I'll just take a taxi home when I'm done." Lu Yu's voice grew softer and softer.
"What's up?"
Lu Yu's voice sounded embarrassed. "Sun Meng needs my help to practice the 'Butterfly Step'."
Jiao Yuyin's expression went from sunny to cloudy and then back to sunny.
Assistant Qin, standing to the side, took in his boss's unpredictable expressions and found them hard to understand.
Lately, his boss's behavior had become increasingly strange, and he had even suspected that his boss might have developed feelings for Lu Yu. But when he asked, his boss firmly denied it.
Sure enough, this boss's thoughts are hard to guess.
Jiao Yuyin suddenly laughed out loud, speaking gently into the phone, "Then take Sun Meng home to practice. You can take her this time, I'm not angry."
"No, defensive practice needs to be done on the court, not just on paper. It's different from last time."
"I know." Jiao Yuyin said with a hint of pride. "Let's go home. There's a sports field at home." His voice was gentle and sweet, almost overflowing with affection.
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