Chapter 92 This scarf is not woven in vain
The sun was rising, and the north wind of late autumn in New York was cool and chilly.
A gust of wind blew, and seeing Lin Qiguang's teeth chattering and his whole body trembling, Zhao Enjing took out an off-white scarf from his small bag.
"Lower your head." Zhao Enjing stopped him and said.
"Ah?" Lin Qiguang responded and laughed when he saw the scarf held in Zhao Enjing's hand, "Nuna, why do you still put this thing in your bag?"
"Because I knitted it for you, I keep it with me, ready to give it to you at any time." Zhao Enjing raised her hand and wrapped the scarf around Lin Qiguang's neck, wrapping it twice, and the length was just right.
Zhao Enjing's movements were very gentle. Occasionally, when she touched the exposed skin of her cheek or neck, she would feel a slight chill.
Zhao Enjing still held the end of the scarf, and the two of them met each other unknowingly and were very close.
However, after all, it is still a little farther away than when we were closest before.
When did the change occur?
It seems to have started at the end of 2015, when he suddenly said he would suspend his studies to pursue a career.
Before that day, their relationship was childhood sweethearts. She went to Lin Qiguang's apartment to deliver food to him at noon. Lin Qiguang, who was still drowsy after playing games all night, would doze off on her legs without caring.
But from that day on, the relationship became more complicated.
"Is it still cold?" Zhao Enjing asked with concern as she loosened her scarf and took a half step back.
"Huh?" Lin Qiguang also came to his senses, his nose twitched, and he smelled a familiar light fragrance from the scarf, and responded vaguely, "Well, it's much warmer."
It's just that this outfit doesn't quite match. There is a scarf wrapped on top of the autumn clothes, which looks strange.
"Are you still shopping now?" Zhao Enjing asked, "Why don't you go back? The temperature in the morning is still a bit cold, in case you catch a cold from the cold, which will affect the state of the finals."
Nothing was as important as the finals now. She didn't want Lin Qiguang to lose the finals just because she wanted to hang out.
Lin Qiguang raised his wrist and looked at his watch. It was only 7 o'clock, less than half an hour after he came out.
"Why don't you go shopping?" Lin Qiguang paused and smiled: "Don't worry, my body is not that weak. After all, you know how good my figure is."
"Then who knows?" Zhao Enjing's pretty face blushed slightly, "When you didn't play e-sports before, you did have a good figure, but how do I know now?"
Lin Qiguang is not only an academic master, but also has very good athletic ability. When he was a student at Seoul National University, he was a sprinter on the track and field team and reached the 100-meter final of the Korean University Games.
His figure at that time was indeed very good, especially when the relationship between the two had not yet reached a subtle level, and he could often be seen shirtless in his apartment.
Yeah, Zhao Enjing, why did you suddenly think of something like that? It’s really...
After quietly glancing at Lin Qiguang, Zhao Enjing pursed her lips and said, "Why don't you go for a run? You probably haven't run in the morning for a long time, so you can still warm yourself up."
This proposal was affirmed by Lin Qiguang.
After running for a while, the body had indeed warmed up, and Zhao Enjing put the scarf back into her bag, but Lin Qiguang couldn't bear to get his sweat on it.
"Icahn Stadium is finally here." Lin Qiguang looked at a stadium not far away, his tone revealing excitement.
"Is this where you want to check in in the morning?" Zhao Enjing slowed down and listened quietly to Lin Qiguang's popular science.
Icahn Stadium is an advanced track and field venue located on Randall's Island, New York. It is ideally located, connecting Manhattan, the Bronx and Queens. It overlooks the East River. It has 4,754 seats and is in compliance with the International Association of Athletics Federations (IAAF). Regulations for international sporting events.
For Lin Qiguang, who loves track and field, this stadium also holds two unforgettable memories.
On June 2, 2007, Chinese flying star Liu Xiang opened the second stop of the outdoor season here. With a time of 12.95 seconds, he beat Trammell, the then American hurdle king and the favorite to win the Osaka World Championships, to suppress Heroes.
On May 31, 2008, on a rainy night in New York, a Jamaican boy named Usain Bolt broke the 100-meter world record with a time of 9.72 seconds, and officially opened the doors for 100-meter, 200-meter, and 100-meter races in Jamaica. The 4×100m project had a nine-year reign.
Now, at Madison Square Garden, less than 10 kilometers away from here, the two most powerful professional League of Legends teams of this era have obtained tickets to the finals as scheduled, and will compete in a showdown six days later.
When Lin Qiguang chose this morning's "date" destination here, he came with some thoughts of pilgrimage.
Icahn Stadium is open to New Yorkers during non-event periods, so many people gather here to exercise and keep fit, and you can even occasionally see people who clearly look like professional track and field athletes coming in and out.
The sports atmosphere is very strong, and Lin Qiguang's first impression here was not bad.
Walking into the stadium, Lin Qiguang stopped when he passed by a wall hung with photos of Bolt, Liu Xiang, Guy and other world famous players.
He told Zhao Enjing: "When I was young, I dreamed of becoming a sensational athlete in Asia like Liu Xiang and Yao Ming, but I didn't expect that I would now become an e-sports player."
Zhao Enjing smiled and said, "Can I take a photo for you? Well, let's take it with a scarf on."
In fact, judging from Lin Qiguang's outfit, wearing a scarf would look weird, but she just wanted to.
Lin Qiguang smiled slightly and did not refuse.
"Okay, let's see how the results turn out." After taking several photos in a row, Zhao Enjing opened the photo album and stepped forward.
"Well, everything is pretty good."
"Yeah, hum, my photography skills are..." Zhao Enjing was about to show off her photography skills to Lin Qiguang, but suddenly Lin Qiguang wrapped a scarf around his neck.
"Go to the top and find a place to wait for me."
Lin Qiguang only left one sentence and ran away in large strides.
Zhao Enjing was left stunned on the spot.
Suddenly, I had convulsions. Is this?
Zhao Enjing tightened the scarf around her neck, walked around and looked around the stadium, and finally found a seat in the spectator stands as Lin Qiguang said.
Sitting not far away from the seats was a white couple wearing sportswear who had obviously just finished exercising. Both of them were quite old and had gray hair.
The old white lady caught a glimpse of Zhao Enjing's gaze and took the initiative to say hello: "What a young and beautiful lady. Are you coming to New York for a trip?"
"Huh? How do you know?" Zhao Enjing was surprised.
The old white man next to him said calmly: "Although today is the weekend, there are no games. Asians in Brooklyn or the Bronx will not come here to exercise when they are free. They are all working hard to make money."
"Um" Although, are you a little too stereotyped about this uncle?
"He's joking, but it's rare to see Asians coming here to play sports at Icahn Stadium, so I guessed that you came to New York for tourism." The old white lady laughed.
"Well, I am indeed here to travel and relax with my friends."
"Yes, you should walk around while you are young, otherwise you will not have the energy when you are old"
After a brief chat, Zhao Enjing took out her mobile phone and called Lin Qiguang, and the old white couple naturally shut up.
After a while, Lin Qiguang trotted over, holding two hot dog burgers and drinks that are common on the streets of New York.
Zhao Enjing finally understood what he was doing when he left suddenly. She took her share from Lin Qiguang with a smile and said softly, "Where did you buy it?"
"It's not far. I read the guide before coming here."
"Well, thank you."
Lin Qiguang sat down next to her, and the two began to enjoy breakfast.
"That's great. I remember when I was young, my husband would run to buy me breakfast." The old white lady next to her seemed to enjoy talking to people and praised: "Believe me, your boyfriend must be very good." Love you.”
Zhao Enjing did not reply immediately, but subconsciously looked at Lin Qiguang, seeing that he was not prepared to explain anything.
"Thank you."
Then she nodded to the old white lady and thanked her.
"It's just my first impression as someone who has been there." The old lady smiled and narrowed her eyes, looking at her wife beside her, her eyes full of tenderness and reminiscence.
Glancing at the person next to her who still didn't give any explanation, Zhao Enjing withdrew her gaze, narrowed her eyes like the old white lady, and happily took a bite of the hot dog burger.
It’s strange, it’s obviously an ordinary street food, why does it feel so delicious?
This scarf is not woven in vain, Zhao Enjing thought. The daily interaction plot is too nerve-wracking. Today it is only 8k. If there is no competition plot in the future, it will probably be this word count
Thanks to Boss DM Poisson for the 3000 reward!
(End of chapter)