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The feet stopped slipping, and Cen Si gently blew into his ears: "Are you still angry?"

At this time, Jiang Shiye felt that his anger was illogical, so he softened his tone a little: "No, I'm just sleepy and didn't sleep well."

"Oh, then you go to sleep, I'll sing for you." Cen Si patted his back and hummed softly, "I want to sing a song for you, for the first time, but luckily fellinto your eyes..."

Jiang Shiye looked up at him again: "You are not allowed to sing my song."

"Why."

"...you are out of tune."

"Okay, okay." Cen Si laughed, pushed his head back to the pillow, and continued to pat lightly, "Then sing a lullaby, I think about how my mother sang it to me before."

He was silent for a while, and Jiang Shiye could hear some birds and insects crazily chirping outside the window, and then gradually mixed with his voice.

"Sleep, sleep, my dear baby, mother's hands are gently shaking you..."

Jiang Shiye raised his head again and interrupted: "You are not my mother."

Cen Si laughed again: "Okay, I can change it to Lao Gong."

What an idiot.

Even though he thought so, Jiang Shiye didn't say anything, he buried himself in the pillow, listening to Cen Si's characteristic out-of-key deep voice amidst the chirping of birds and insects: "Sleep, sleep, my dear baby, Lao Gong gently shook his handsyou shake the blue shake you sleep fast

Sleep, sleep, be warmed by Rido

He really sang very gently, Jiang Shiye's heart melted, his eyelashes trembled, and stopped after a while.

Cen Si pulled his body over again and stuffed it into his arms. Jiang Shiye wanted to sleep or not, so he smelled his body habitually, and was about to fall asleep peacefully, when Cen Si suddenly stood up, hugging the pillow.

Jiang Shiye woke up suddenly, his eyes widened suddenly: "What are you doing?"

"You said that if I sleep, you won't be able to sleep well. Since you dislike me for not being able to sleep, then I'll just sit by the window and not sleep anymore." Cen Si said it seriously.

Jiang Shiye glared at him.

"Go to sleep, I'll go see nocturnal animals..."

"Cen Si."

"what."

"I'll give you three seconds."

Cen Si laughed.

In a second, he jumped onto the bed again, wrapped his arms around Jiang Shiye's head, and scratched his itch.

"Where can I not sleep?"

Jiang Shiye shrank his body, squinted his eyes and suppressed a smile: "You keep pressing me down."

"Jiang Shiye, have you ever thought that you like to crawl on me while you're asleep?"

"..." Jiang Shiye choked up, "Impossible."

"Okay, then I won't press. Anyway, when I'm sick, I'm in pain, so I like to sleep curled up. If you like me like this, I'll..."

"Okay, okay." Jiang Shiye was speechless, put his arm under the back of his neck, and said in a helpless tone, "Press you."

He was coaxed so easily.This is also the only contradiction during this period.

The two of them spent nearly half a year traveling in the mountains and rivers, and this half year was like a time to hide from the world, leisurely and carefree.After returning to life in Switzerland, it was like hibernation again. Jiang Shiye began to concentrate on making music, while Cen Si stalked Aldo and started 1v1 recovery training.

He took up fencing again, and few people knew about it.Cen Si's competitive state at that time, not to mention catching up with his previous self, the provincial team's strength was not even up to it.One afternoon, Jiang Shiye wrote a new song holding a guitar.I went to find him in the fencing gym next door, and saw Cen Si kicking the mat with his feet, rubbing his hair irritably.

He was wearing a black training suit, sweating profusely. When he saw Jiang Shiye, he pursed his lips tightly and didn't speak. He pressed his fencing sword directly against his instep, as if he wanted to break it off.

"What's wrong."

Cen Si was silent.Jiang Shiye sat on the edge of the cushion, before he could speak, Cen Si raised his hand first: "Don't bother me."

"Um."

Cen Si was lying on the mat, looking as if he had been abandoned by the world, with his eyes closed and his voice low, as if he was talking to himself: "My current reaction ability is not as good as when I only learned fencing at the age of 13."

"Um."

"Physical strength too."

"Um."

"I used to be able to abuse Coach Aldo completely, but now I'm a little bit messed up by him, and I can't control my body at all. I used to think that fencing was in my hand, but now it doesn't belong to me at all."

He frowned, clenched his fists tightly, and his arms trembled slightly, "They used to say that I was a genius, but now I'm no different from a cripple, and I'm going back to the arena."

"Um."

Cen Si opened his eyes again, his eye sockets were a little red, and glared at him: "Are you okay? Why don't you comfort me?"

"What you said is the truth, how do you want me to comfort you?" Jiang Shiye looked at him flatly, "You have such a serious illness, can you go to heaven in one step after you come back? Do you think you are Long Aotian?"

Cen Si pursed his lips tightly, turned over, and left Jiang Shiye with a back view.Sweat soaked the black training shirt, Jiang Shiye stared at the wide and deep black: "Four boys."

"what."

"Don't worry, you are only 23 years old now, and you still have a long career. Are you afraid of losing?"

"Not afraid." Cen Si said, "but zombies."

"Um."

"I'm afraid I can't win."

"I still remember what I said to you before, I want to be the Olympic champion, number one in the world, and I want to come out publicly. Even if everyone knows that I am in a relationship with you, then introduce you to the media with meIt’s different. Zombies you know, sports are very gay-friendly, coming out is hard, I want to be the first.”

"I know, Sizi."

"I used to be very confident, but I was so confident that I still failed." Cen Si rubbed his face vigorously, "Let's not talk about winning the championship now, I feel that I can't win a game, I still can't let go, why?It happened to me that I was sick, and it completely ruined me..."

"No, you can overcome such a serious illness, the competition is nothing." Jiang Shiye said, "You have gone through so much, do you still care about the setbacks on the field? Sizi, to be honest, you are the sportsman of the past.Life has been great."

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