"I didn't do it out of respect for my elders, but I know that without your consent, Lin Yi only dares to play underground with me all her life." In response to the cold year.

"You've told the truth."

Lin Guanting's face is a little defeated. Anyone who hears such a truth will get angry.

Ying Hannian said with a smile, "we have dealt with each other. I'll play a modest gentleman for you. You don't believe it. Why do you have to?"

“……”

Lin Guanting heard that his blood pressure was a little high. He put his hands on the golf club, looked at the pale but still fierce young man in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "in that case, I'll let you know what I said today. I won't marry Lin Yi to you."

"You can write it off by yourself."

Raise eyebrows in cold years.

The injury on his back is really a bitter trick, which forces people not to turn over the old accounts.

How much Lin Guanting appreciated Ying Hannian in those days, how much he hates it now.

For a long time, Lin Guanting looked at the distant sky and said slowly, "Ying Hannian, you are still young. One day when you become a father yourself, you will understand that no father is willing to marry his daughter because he has to ensure that his backing is strong and powerful."

When a father can't be his daughter's support, he would rather not marry his daughter. At least in the small world he built, his daughter can be carefree.

Ying Hannian stood there, holding the bottle in his hand, and the bottle was deformed by him.

"That's all for today."

Lin Guanting said that he suddenly raised his club, swung it out of his hand, hit the hole with one shot, then turned away and walked towards the cart.

"Lin Yi doesn't need the protection of the Lin family. I think the cold year is her biggest support!"

The husky and wild voice of the man suddenly rang out behind him.

At the same time, the referee announced the number of shots. The number of shots of Ying Hannian, who was seriously injured, far exceeded him. The two figures are in sharp contrast.

For a long time, Lin Guanting looked back at Ying Hannian and asked word by word, "for your sake, I think what you said at this moment is serious, but what about tomorrow? What about a year later? Ten years from now? "

How much sincerity is left in his words now? How much does it count?

Ying Hannian stood there and said, "since it's agreed that it's 18 holes, what's the matter if it's only played for an hour?"

With that, Ying Hannian smashed the deformed water bottle in his hand, took the club from the caddie's hand and began to play.

He played alone.

I didn't call Lin Guanting.

Lin Guanting just stood there, watching him swing the ball into the hole one by one. The ball formed a high parabola in the air and slid steadily to the hole.

Eighteen holes, full of injuries in the cold year.

There is not a trace of perfunctory, every shot with absolute courage, even if put down the moment others shake badly.

Lin Guanting frowned more and more tightly.

In the end, Ying Hannian's physical strength was completely overdrawn, his hands were shaking, and his face was pale and straight to the side.

Lin Guanting was closest to him. He subconsciously gave him a hand. Ying Hannian pushed him away with his backhand. He swayed twice on the grass and supported himself with a club. He was sweating. He was panting, and blood was oozing from his sportswear.

It's been a week. It's bleeding.

After a long time, Ying Hannian finally stood firm. His eyes were a little lax. He took a bottle of water and poured the whole bottle of water on his face. He was sober. He wiped his face and looked at Lin Guanting with a crazy attitude. He threw the club aside. "Eighteen holes, over!"

Lin Guanting looked at him and said, "what can you prove by doing this?"

"I don't want to prove anything, but I just want to tell you that I can play for Lin Yi whenever I have a breath in the cold year!"

In response to the cold year.

“……”

The referee reported the number of shots next to him, which is already the number of shots of professional competition level.

He is supporting such a body to make crazy achievements.

Lin Guanting has a lot to say, but looking at Ying Hannian, he suddenly has no words.

There is nothing to ask.

When they returned to the dressing room, Ying Hannian's injury was more serious than he thought, and the scars on his back were shocking.

He did come to play with his life. He even took the doctor with him.

Lin Guanting sat in the corner, watching the doctor deal with the wound on his back for Ying Hannian. Ying Hannian sat in the corner of the bench, his legs open, his back deeply low, his forearm on his knee, and his two hands clenched into fists.The gauze sticks to the blood and is thrown into the garbage can.

Lin Guanting frowned, stood up from the corner, turned and walked out.

"Uncle!"

Ying Hannian stopped him.

Lin Guanting looked back at his pale face and said, "can you still walk?"

"What do you say?"

Should cold years do not answer rhetorical questions, thin lips always hook the uninhibited radian.

Lin Guanting could guess what his subtext was. He couldn't go. He could play for Lin Yi.

One side of the doctor listen but frown, "should be less, you this injury or want to recuperate, or... Less walk."

It's been a week, and it's just like this. It's good and bad. Thanks to his good foundation, he can stand such hardships.

"Do your thing."

Ying Hannian's face suddenly cooled down.

"Yes."

The doctor immediately lowered his head and did not dare to speak again.

……

This time, Lin Guanting didn't ask Ying Hannian to do anything. They got on the bus and the driver drove according to Lin Guanting's instructions.

Ying Hannian poured two painkillers into his mouth.

Lin Guanting took a look at him and handed him the water. Ying Hannian took the medicine and drank it.

The car is parked in front of a kindergarten. The walls of the kindergarten are painted in various colors. It's all children's own graffiti. It's innocent.

Ying Hannian pushes the car door down. Lin Guanting changes his suit. He goes to the closed door and looks inside. A faint smile appears on his face after a serious day. He says, "Xiaoyi went to the kindergarten here when he was a child."

Smell speech, should cold year cast in the eye.

kindergarten.

Kobayashi.

Ying Hannian narrowed his eyes and gradually approached. Lin Guanting said, "when she first went to kindergarten, her mother was sick, but she still insisted on sending it with me."

“……”

"She was that resistance ah, holding her mother's legs straight cry, said there are monsters in kindergarten." Lin Guanting recalled and laughed. "Later, I was the only one left to send her here. Every time she was still making trouble, she would not give up holding me. Every day when she went to school, she cried like a routine."

Ying Hannian stood listening, and the radian of his lips rose slightly. This is Lin Yi that he had never seen.

"Later, when her mother left, I didn't care about her. She went to school with the housekeeper... One day, I ran to the kindergarten to pick her up. I didn't wait for a long time. I rushed in and almost quarreled with the teachers. Only then did I find that Xiaoyi was in the first grade."