Chapter 24: you in the story (1)

Chapter 24: you in the story (1)

The man behind the counter was half a beat.

This is like dropping an atomic bomb on the ground early in the morning, who can stand it.

About ten seconds later, the man found his voice: "...Sister-in-law hasn't had breakfast yet? I'll go up and take a look at it for you to see what little girls like to eat."

The man ran into the elevator, and the man came back and asked Lin Yiyang if he wanted to eat.

"Don't mind me." On his way to the supermarket to buy things, he just ate.

The young people around the table are also savoring the meaning of the word "sister-in-law", one staring at Yin Guo with more explicit and explicit enthusiasm than the other. However, looking at Lin Yiyang's expression, he didn't plan to formally introduce it to everyone, at least he didn't want to disturb them at the time of breakfast. Everyone had no choice but to watch.

Lin Yiyang carried a high stool with one hand and put it behind her.

Yin Guo sat up without saying a word. In fact, his heart was already overturning the river and the sea, setting off countless waves of ten meters.

Lin Yiyang turned his head and looked into her eyes: "Are you upset?"

She shook her head, holding her hands on either side, covering her hot cheeks.

"I'm happy to shake my head," he simply leaned beside her with his elbows on the counter, approached and asked in a low voice beside her face, "or unhappy?"

The brown wooden counters have scratches from years of age.

Yin Guo put his face on his hands, ignoring his ridicule.

Knowing why he was blushing, he still deliberately asked here.

"Is this billiard room yours?" Yin Guo asked softly, afraid that he would guess wrong.

Lin Yiyang didn't deny it. He raised his chin slightly and pointed to the space in front of him: "It was originally a place for the owner of a youth hostel, but later it was sold by someone, and the management was bad, so I offered it again. Usually that person is in charge, and I'm not there. "

Billiards is not a popular sport here either. Lin Yiyang has not made any money since the game and has been losing money. Fortunately, he has been frugal for many years and saved some money, and he has persisted until today.

If it sounds good, it's a business, but if it doesn't sound good, you're looking for a burden. In the days when there is no income, utility bills are a burden. Fortunately, there are children who have been learning to play with him, which can balance the expenses.

The first two months were the worst, when I paid six months' rent at one time.

There was a series of blizzards again, there was a power outage here, and there was no business for several days. Lin Yiyang didn't have that much money, so he took out all the money from his family, and even used Wu Wei's savings to fill the hole.

During the poorest half of the month, he met Yin Guo.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been here for almost three years, and he would be so despondent that he would agree to a friend to go to Flushing to gamble, and change his friend to help him entertain Yin Guo and his brother. Lin Yiyang is a person who keeps promises and keeps promises. Although his friends did not invite Yin Guo and his brother to dinner in the end, he also fulfilled the agreement and bet the game in Flushing.

Thinking about it now, there is still fate. God is destined to let him go to Flushing, and he is destined to meet Yin Guo again there.

"You already have a billiards room, but you still go to Flushing to gamble?" Yin Guo just asked this floor.

Lin Yiyang looked at her, smiled and said nothing.

In fact, I told you earlier, silly girl, it was to invite people to dinner.

And that person is you.

The person in charge was called Sun Zhou, and he quickly brought a large portion of fruit and cereal, as well as milk and empty bowls. This was the breakfast he could think of for the girls. Sun Zhou usually rents a bed in a youth hostel for a long time, because he is watching the billiards room, so he often watches the girls eat like this in the public kitchen of the hostel. In short, you can't go wrong with fruit.

Lin Yiyang's usual habit is to practice ball in the morning, if there is class in the morning, he will be early, and if there is no class, he will be late.

There is no fixed project, just play it yourself.

For him, billiards is like a long-term, unstoppable hobby, one of the most common things to do when you want to have fun, want to pass the time, or when you are distracted and want to calm down. Sometimes when he is tired and doesn't want to touch the pole, he just sits in the billiard room and listens to the sound of the billiards. It is estimated that this is also the biggest reason why he took out all his savings and sold the billiards room.

got used to.

Get used to being here, getting used to everyone here, even getting used to the smell here.

When Yin Guo was having breakfast, he went around to the counter, opened a small drawer of his own, took out a piece of dark chocolate, took off the wrapping paper, put it in his mouth, took a bite, and chewed.

He found that Yin Guo was looking at himself: "Do you want to eat?"

Yin Guo shook his head: "I'm afraid of getting fat."

Lin Yiyang threw the chocolate over and showed her the content on the wrapper: "It's not that easy to gain weight, and the calories are not high. Just don't eat it on an empty stomach in the morning, it's not good for the stomach."

After a low blood sugar in high school morning practice, he had to eat a piece of chocolate every day before practicing. On the one hand, it is refreshing, adding calories, and on the other hand, it is good for the heart. Sometimes it’s too late to eat at noon and evening, so eating two pieces of dark chocolate and an apple, and drinking a bottle of water can also be used as a meal replacement.

In his billiards room, eating oatmeal and soaking milk, watching him eat chocolate at the counter across from her, she finally saw Lin Yiyang's most lifelike side this morning. There was no indifference to drinking at the RedFish bar, nor did she take her to New York, find someone to make her a custom-made ice cream in the shape of Menglong, and order her a glass of wine from the year she was born.

In front of him, wearing a black coat and white short sleeves, today's short sleeves have English on the chest, and Saint Laurent is written in black handwriting. Rarely, I occasionally see a brand of clothes on him.

Lin Yiyang continued to eat, and after a few bites, the chocolate was finished, and the paper was wrapped into a ball and thrown into the trash can in the corner. Pick up the glass, turn on the drinking water faucet, pick up half a glass of water, and drink it in one gulp.

This man slept in the same bed with himself yesterday.

When he kissed her under the neck and behind her ears, she still remembered that her body was tense intuitively, and she subconsciously pinched her fingers on his back. At that time, he felt it, and asked her in his ear: Is it uncomfortable, or is it too good?

The tone was very serious, Yin Guo finally realized that this man was six years older than him, but he was not white. The hooligans he met in the billiard hall in the past were all weaker than him.

The spoon was stirring the cereal, and she blushed because of a short memory.

Just kissing the neck, the memories are all wet and hot.

"Can't eat it?" Lin Yiyang saw that she had a quarter left, but she didn't move.

Yin Guo nodded, he couldn't say that he was thinking about last night.

He took away her bowl and spoon, raised the pink bowl as a matter of course, raised his head and took a sip. Men don't look so delicate when they eat this, they just drink it. Anyway, they don't put too much oatmeal, it's not thick, and they can finish it without a spoon.

Lin Yiyang took another sip and ate it completely.

He threw the bowl and spoon into the sink: "I have classes in the afternoon, so I will leave at noon."

He actually ate what he had left over.

Yin Guo was still staring at the bowl, as if her mother had never done this before, at least she had never seen one since she could remember, only her mother would occasionally complain about her wasting food when she was a child, and dumped the rest of her rice to her father... …

She didn't know what other people's boyfriends looked like, but she only saw that she did this.

In front of her eyes, Lin Yiyang snapped her fingers, making her mind come back: "What are you thinking?"

"I want to compete," she excused her distraction, "a lot of local players don't understand it."

Nine Balls is an unpopular project. In the world, only the United States is here, and Asia is more popular. It just so happens that this is the birthplace. Many players here have formed a circle in China and only play in the local area. The feeling is similar to that of Chinese chess, and they play their own games.

In many games in the Asian region, these people are not seen at all.

So she doesn't understand.

In addition, the nine-ball game has a lot of variables on the field. Sometimes a service error can lead to a series of seven or eight games, and the game is completely lost. Unlike snooker, it requires more stability of the players.

So she is still very clueless, facing the local players here.

Lin Yiyang told her: "their ways are nothing new, I'll call you later."

"Really?" Yin Guo's eyes lit up.

Lin Yiyang laughed and laughed at her in a hoarse voice: "Can it still be fake?"

In fact, if he hadn't gotten sick this week and his plans had not been disrupted, he would have gone to New York to be her sparring partner.

Yin Guo is smart, and he will be familiar with the number of roads here after a little bit of advice.

Lin Yiyang didn't want to influence her too much in his own way. Everyone has their own characteristics. It's boring to lose their own characteristics. It won't become a competition machine.

While they were talking, the teenagers and men at the ball table couldn't hold back any longer. They shouted that the breakfast was too dry and they were so thirsty. come out? Or the sister-in-law who has been hidden for too long? A young Chinese boy, encouraged by everyone, said with a smile: "Brother Yang, can you be called sister-in-law?"

Lin Yiyang had an uncomfortable throat, that is, he held on when he was talking to Yin Guo. Facing these little brats, he was too lazy to talk, so he took a large glass bottle, turned on the tap of drinking water, and filled it up.

The process of receiving water takes ten seconds.

It's really good, no one dares to make a sound.

These people followed Lin Yiyang and listened to his words, but unlike ordinary clubs and ball clubs, Lin Yiyang did not charge them a commission for the competition bonus. There was only one requirement. The competition made money. If you want to support this billiard room, you can put some money into the account. Conscience money.

It's a home here, and he's a free coach for everyone.

Everyone didn't speak, but Yin Guo also felt like sitting on needles and felt, and took the initiative to say, "My name is Yin Guo, you just call me Yin Guo."

When the sister-in-law spoke up, everyone felt like a pardon.

As soon as one sentence exploded, the scene was immediately uncontrollable. There were Chinese and English, and they were all introducing themselves and shaking hands with Yin Guo.

"Hello, sister-in-law, I'm Zhou Wei."

"Sister-in-law, I am Li Qing."

"Sister-in-law looks so young. There are eighteen or nineteen? Is there any?"

"Sister-in-law also plays games?"

...

Yin Guo was fortunate that he grew up in the golf club, and there were many men in the club. In front of her were all people waiting to shake hands.

The residents of the youth hostel in the distance, who were temporarily playing ball here, were all attracted, thinking, what star is here...

In the end, Lin Yiyang rescued her and put the large blue glass bottle on the counter: "Aren't you thirsty? You?"

No one was specified, but his eyes swept away, obviously bombarding people.

Everyone got acquainted with each other, and one person went to get a cup. After symbolically pouring water to moisten their throats, they all returned to their own table. Although he left, he still couldn't hold back his inner excitement. While practicing, he whispered to Lin Yiyang about the latest practice time. It didn't take long to find something strange.

...

Lin Yiyang took off her coat, took her to the cleaned pool table, picked an old cue from the shelf, pointed to the blue table in front of her, "tee off."

Yin Guo had already taken out the club, and habitually looked around, at the edge of the table.

Lin Yiyang knew that she was looking for clever fans.

He found a box of new smart powder by the window, opened it, and threw her a green one.

Usually, Lin Yiyang is all over the place that day to find the Qiaofen that is about to run out. As the boss, he always picks up the leftovers and unused things here, and uses them up by himself. But do not want to wrong her.

At the end of the training at noon, Lin Yiyang called a car and took her to the hotel.

It turned out that the hotel room was booked in the morning, but Yin Guo didn't know about it at all. He still has a lot of things to do, and he can't stay for one more second.

Before leaving, he only said: "I'll pick you up at seven."

A minute after she arrived in the room, Lin Yiyang sent a WeChat message.

Lin: I slept little last night, and I made up for it in the afternoon.

Xiaoguo: I haven't finished speaking, can you AA with me? I don't want to keep costing you money.

Lin::)

Xiaoguo: This is a society where men and women are equal, so I will be burdened by you.

Xiaoguo: You are still studying, and Sun Zhou told me just now that the billiards room is losing money, and you are filling it all in.

Lin: Do you regret it?

Lin: I found a poor student.

What are you thinking... Yin Guo smiled back at him.

Xiaoguo: Who hasn't been a poor student before?

If it wasn't for her special occupation, she wouldn't be able to earn bonuses so early, and she wasn't a poor student.

Lin Yiyang didn't reply.

Yin Guo deduced that he had entered a place where the signal was not good again.

Lin Yiyang was right, from when she really fell asleep last night to when she was woken up by the alarm clock, she didn't sleep for a long time, and she was training again in the morning. With Lin Yiyang as a sparring partner, one hour is equivalent to the usual three hours. At this point, people are relaxed and their muscles are sore.

She turned on the music on the ipad, originally wanting to put on a soothing one.

But the public release was the day that Lin Yiyang hugged her for the first time, and she heard "Friendship Years" outside the ballroom.

"Come to forget what's wrong and right, come to miss the past, it's always fun to spend the days of adversity together... In the rushing wind and rain, uninhibited wakefulness and drunkenness, all the stories seem to have happened in the wandering years..."

She took out a white cloth bag from her backpack, which contained a change of clothes, threw the bag on the bed, and went to the bathroom.

Ten minutes later, there was a sound of WeChat.

She was blowing her hair in the bathroom and heard it, because from last week, she set up Do Not Disturb on everyone's WeChat, except for Lin Yiyang. So this voice will only represent - Lin Yiyang.

She stepped on her slippers and ran out to find her phone.

Lin Yiyang sent a few pictures, and when he clicked on the big picture, it turned out to be a screenshot of the deposit...

There are here and there are domestic ones.

Lin: That's all except the billiards room.

Even the account information is not lost, and the heart is really big.

Yin Guo looked at these pictures and tried her best to control the sourness in her eyes.

Suddenly I want to cry...

Many people said a lot of words, still in the ears. When Wu Wei was sharing the apartment, he was afraid that she would dislike Lin Yiyang, so he turned around and said, "I'm going to frustrate this person, even if he is still studying, poor students can't do anything, and they are poor when they are studying."

And cousin Meng Xiaodong saw her this week and asked: "How is the development going? Don't always spend other people's money, it's not easy for him to survive until today. I heard that his school is quite expensive."

And Coach Chen said: "It was a pity back then, the welfare was not good, his grades were better than your brother, and he didn't get much bonus. If you change it now, you can buy a few suites. It doesn't matter, you are young, and you have a bright future."

...

It seems that the whole world is afraid that they will despise him.

It seems that the whole world thinks that he is now standing in front of her as an unsuccessful man.

But he is obviously very motivated and excellent. In her eyes, he is all good, all good, and there is nothing bad.

Yin Guo also opened the online bank, took a screenshot, and sent it to him.

Xiaoguo: Mine.

In fact, she doesn't save as much as he does, but anyway, she is purely personal income, and she doesn't need to bear the billiard room operation.

Xiaoguo: If you can't make it around, tell me.

Lin Yiyang did not reply again.

Yin Guo was flushed by the hot water, and her sleepiness naturally surged up. She turned on the TV and wanted to watch it for a while before falling asleep, but she fell asleep with the quilt in her arms within a few minutes. When I woke up again, I was disturbed by a knock on the door.

At first she thought it was the next door in her dream, but gradually, when she realized that it was her own room, she stood up suddenly, thinking it was seven o'clock in the evening. The bright sun outside the window reminded her that it was still early.

Looking at the time, I only slept for twenty minutes, and it was less than one o'clock in the afternoon.

She climbed out of bed, looked at the corridor through the cat's eyes, and in the magnified view - it was Lin Yiyang, who was carrying a coat and wearing the white short-sleeved shirt that morning, the same clothes, the same person, as if he just went downstairs to buy a cup The coffee came.

She opened the door and he walked in.

Yin Guo's mind hadn't been sorted out: "Didn't you say seven o'clock?"

Lin Yiyang stared at her for a while, then smiled: "Yes, seven o'clock."

He closed the door, and the next action was to untie the metal watch on his left wrist. In front of her eyes, he turned the silver pointer on the dial back more than six times, facing seven o'clock.

From now on, he won't leave until she gets her on the train back to New York.