Yonghe Road

Chapter 32 Impression
The first training camp ended successfully. Luo Chuxiu gathered the twelve players to make a summary and arranged the daily training tasks and the time for the next training camp.

Luo Youcai, who had been sitting on the side watching the scene, also came over, took off his baseball cap, scratched his scalp, put the baseball cap back on, and also gave a speech.

As Luo Youcai puts on the hat, takes it off, and puts it on again, his appearance fluctuates, just like a roller coaster.

Without his cap, revealing his half-bald head, Boss Luo looks like a long-faced, shrewd old man. With his cap on, Boss Luo looks fresh and refined, quite handsome. Luo Youcai must have long known the importance of hair to a man's appearance, and since he didn't want to wear a wig, he used a cap to cover up his shame.

As the sponsor of the Baile Village basketball team, Luo Youcai naturally had to act like a financial sponsor, alternately issuing commands with domineering authority and offering kind encouragement, employing both kindness and force to boost morale. Luo Chuxiu and the players, adhering to the principle that whoever pays is the boss, listened attentively to Boss Luo's instructions. They all stood at attention with their hands behind their backs, their backs straight, their gazes determined.

Only Lei Sheng thought Luo Youcai's speech was like a lazy woman's foot wrap, long and boring, and he hoped he would shut up and let everyone go back to the mountains. He was exhausted after practicing ball all afternoon, and he still had to save some energy to ask Zhong Ziqi about Zhong Chunshui's whereabouts.

"Thank you for your hard work today. Let's go." Luo Youcai finally said.

Thunder was the first to cheer.

Everyone turned to look at him. He pointed to the horizon awkwardly, covering it up with a smile: "Sunset, hehehe, today's sunset is so beautiful!"

Then, everyone turned their heads in unison to look at the sunset in the sky.

But the sunset glowed brilliantly in the sky, with gold and red interwoven, spreading like brocade.

Absolutely beautiful.

Someone couldn't help but recite a line of poetry: "The afterglow spreads like brocade, and the clear river is as still as a mirror."

It was Wang Zi'an, reciting a line from Xie Tiao's "Evening Climbing the Three Mountains, Returning to the Capital." Xie Tiao likened the sunset glow to a brocade, describing its splendor and variety. Lei Sheng had no idea that "practice" meant brocade. He had practiced for half a day, sweating profusely and still feeling apprehensive. The mere mention of "practice" gave him a headache.

"Don't practice anymore. If you keep practicing, you'll kill yourself." Lei Sheng complained and ran away.

I ran to the school gate and saw that the electric door had not been opened yet, so I quickly called Lao Xie to use the remote control to open the door.

Lei Sheng returned to the car parked at the school gate, opened a bottle of mineral water, and drank it, but his eyes were fixed on the school gate through the front windshield. Finally, he saw Zhong Ziqi following Wang Zian and walking out of the school gate with the crowd.

He quickly stuck his head out of the driver's window and shouted, "Zi Qi, Zi Qi, I'll take you home."

Zhong Ziqi and Wang Zian exchanged glances. They had agreed to go to the tea factory together in the evening. Now they were going home to take a shower to wash off the smelly sweat from playing ball.

"Go ahead, see you at the tea factory after dinner."

After getting Wang Zian's approval, Zhong Ziqi walked towards Lei Sheng's carriage.

Wang Zian turned around and waved to Shao Feng. Shao Feng had taken a day off from the dental clinic, so he didn't have to rush back to the city that evening. Wang Zian wanted to invite him to visit his tea factory. Shao Feng was also interested, so Wang Zian got into Shao Feng's Mercedes-Benz and they went back to the Wang family villa in the new district to wash, change clothes, and have dinner.

Zhong Ziqi got into Lei Sheng's passenger seat, and Lei Sheng kindly handed him a bottle of water, chuckling. Even though he didn't say anything, Zhong Ziqi knew what he wanted to say.

"I can't tell you Chunshui's cell phone number for now." Zhong Ziqi also laughed at Lei Sheng.

"Why?" Lei Sheng's smile froze.

"I wouldn't dare tell Chunshui without her consent. I haven't even told my mother or sister-in-law. This is the agreement between Chunshui and me. If I break it, Chunshui won't contact me anymore. At least I still know where she is. If she doesn't even contact me, then she's truly missing."

Zhong Ziqi's alarmist words concealed a truth: he didn't even know Zhong Chunshui's phone number. But he couldn't let Lei Sheng see the flaw, so he continued to make up excuses. "Compared to Chunshui's whereabouts being unknown, this is better now. At least you can still get news about Chunshui from me, Lei Sheng, don't you think?"

Zhong Ziqi looked at Lei Sheng, his eyes filled with affection.

Brothers and sisters with the same father and mother have similar genes and look alike.

Zhong Ziqi watched the thunder, as if he were being watched by Zhong Chunshui. Perhaps that gaze was as ordinary as air, seeing nothing, but the thunder interpreted it as a myriad of tenderness and affection, and his heart followed suit, tossing and turning on the crest of the wave.

At this moment, all the noise seemed to have faded away, leaving only the sound of thunder. My heartbeat involuntarily quickened a few beats, and an unprecedented feeling surged in my heart - it was joy, happiness, and an indescribable sweetness.

This feeling is like a ray of warm sunshine in winter, warm but not dazzling; it is also like a gentle breeze in the summer evening, making thunder feel comfortable and refreshed.

For Lei Sheng, Zhong Ziqi's direct gaze was not just Zhong Ziqi's direct gaze, but Zhong Chunshui's recognition and acceptance, which made the corners of his mouth unconsciously rise, forming a happy smile that he couldn't suppress no matter what.

"Where is Chunshui now?" Lei Sheng sat in the driver's seat, put on his seat belt, tried hard to suppress the throbbing in his heart, and asked pretending to be indifferent.

Zhong Ziqi made a "tsk" sound, and Lei Sheng realized that he was being abrupt, so he changed the question and asked, "How is Chunshui doing lately?"

"Okay, don't worry." This answer was Zhong Ziqi's blessing and hope for his sister. When he told Lei Sheng this, he felt a lot more at ease, as if Zhong Chunshui was really somewhere in the world, living a very good life.

Lei Sheng started the car and quickly sent Zhong Ziqi back home.

Lin Yingying appeared at the door of the Zhong family with a big belly, holding a bag of garbage to throw away.

"Sister-in-law, your belly is so big, don't do these things, let me do it." Zhong Ziqi hurried over.

Lei Sheng also came over and said, "Let me take it and throw it away." As he said that, he took the garbage bag from Lin Yingying.

Having grown up in the same village, Lin Yingying naturally knew Lei Sheng, and also knew that Lei Sheng and Zhong Chunshui almost got married. The reason why the two almost got married was because she needed a dowry to marry Zhong Ziwang.

Now she has successfully married Zhong Ziwang, but Zhong Chunshui has run away from the marriage, and Lei Sheng is still alone.

Thinking of this, Lin Yingying sighed a little, and couldn't help but smile at Lei Sheng: "Lei Sheng, this is so inappropriate, let Ziqi throw it away, after all, it's garbage."

So, Zhong Ziqi took the bag of garbage and ran quickly to throw it away, but Lei Sheng did not leave immediately. Instead, he stayed and asked Lin Yingying about Zhong Chunshui's news. He couldn't get any information from Zhong Ziqi, so he hoped to get something from Lin Yingying. However, Lin Yingying shook her head with a worried look on her face.

"There's no news about Sister Chunshui. It's all my fault..." Lin Yingying sighed. She was a pretty young woman, pregnant, and radiating a gentle maternal glow. Her words of loss and helpless sighs were truly heartbreaking.

"How can I blame you? Sister-in-law, what does this have to do with you?" Lei Sheng thought, if Chunshui were here, he would have to call Lin Yingying "sister-in-law" for the rest of her life, right? If he married Chunshui, he would naturally follow her and call Lin Yingying "sister-in-law." Maybe he could marry Chunshui in the future? He could just call her "sister-in-law" now so he wouldn't have to repeat it later. It was just practice.

"If I didn't want to marry Ziwang..."

"Sister-in-law, don't think like that. If you think like that, I'm the one to blame. I shouldn't have forced Chunshui to marry me. If I hadn't forced Chunshui so much, she wouldn't have run away from home. It's all my fault..."

This was the first time that Lin Yingying spoke to Lei Sheng at such a close distance, and she had a very good impression of him.

(End of this chapter)