Cold weapons are a man's romance

Roman sat in the locker room, took off his protective gear, and rolled up his trousers.Cesar knelt at his feet worriedly, put his palms on his knees, and massaged gently.He directly lifted Roman out of the practice room.If Roman hadn't insisted that he could walk, he might have just picked him up.

"Shall I take you to the hospital?"

Roman shook his head: "It's okay, it's just a little tingling, it often happens, it's not an old injury. Anyway, I've had surgery, and it's impossible to recover as if I hadn't been injured."

"Didn't I tell you to stop immediately if you feel uncomfortable?"

"Uh, it's not a big deal." A comforting smile appeared on Roman's sweaty face.

Cesar's face sank, and he stood up abruptly.He stood before Roman like a tower, blocking the light.He looked down at Roman from a height, as if a sullen god was looking down on the human world.

Endless shadows fell on Roman, and he leaned back cringingly, trying to squeeze into the locker.

Cesar slammed his fist on the cabinet door above Roman's head.The loud bang made Roman shrug his shoulders.

"Is it so interesting to take your own body seriously?" He clenched his fists and asked viciously.

Roman could almost hear the sound of his muscles tensing to the extreme, as if a string was pulled tight, making a desperate sound that was about to burst.

"Do you know how much trouble this will cause yourself?!" followed by another punch.The cabinet door slumped.

Roman shivered: "Yes, I'm sorry..."

"Don't apologize to me!" Cesar said hoarsely, "Apologize to yourself, because you are ruining your body! Damn, Roman, don't resist if you feel uncomfortable, your body is the most important, do you understand? You don't need to be brave at all, no one here will force you, and you don't have to put pressure on yourself!"

Roman nodded like a pounding garlic.If he didn't, Cesar seemed to tear him apart.

I've known Cesar for so long, but this is the first time I've heard him swear.

"Cesar, don't be angry, I... I will pay attention to my body in the future."

Cesar retracted his fist.The silver hair brushed Roman's face, making him feel itchy, and couldn't help sneezing.

"Don't come tomorrow, and don't come the day after tomorrow. Rest at home for two days."

"it is good……"

Cesar brushed back his messy hair and walked out of the dressing room with a sullen face.

After he left, a blue head poked through the doorway. "Roman?"

August rubbed his hands together uneasily and walked toward him in a restrained manner. "I... I'm sorry. I didn't know you were injured. Why didn't you tell me earlier, if I knew I would have hit you. "

"It's okay. It's just a little bit uncomfortable." Roman smiled, "Cesar is making too much of a fuss. I didn't expect him to be such a worry-loving person."

"I, I've never seen him so angry..." August trembled, and quickly sat down beside Roman, otherwise he would fall to the ground.

"I haven't seen it either..." Roman felt lingering fear, "He was always smiling, I thought he would never get angry."

August shouted: "Although, although I also think that Cesar is overreacting, but this time I will stand by his side! If you fall down during the game, people will call me a bully! Why are you still working so hard when you are injured?"

Yeah, why do you fight so hard?

Why did Cesar stop when he said he was uncomfortable, and why did he go against the coach's intention?

Roman lowered his head, his smile gradually faded.He rubbed his knees.The sighs that filled the audience during the World Championships sounded in my ears again.

"I used to be a fencer," he said softly. "The last time I fought, I was injured and gave up the victory to someone else. I retired after that, and I never had a chance to avenge myself. I always felt that ……Very regrettable."

August held his chin and said, "That's not your fault, there's nothing you can do about getting hurt."

"Well, I know it's not my fault, I know it's all helpless, but I just... I gave fencing a whole decade, and I quit because of an injury. It feels like I'm preparing for an important exam It's been a long time, but before the exam, it's like failing the exam because of a cold. Although I know that everything is helpless, I am still very unwilling."

"That's why you came to learn Bingjian?" August asked, "Bingjian's physical requirements are not as high as fencing. Is that why you want to eliminate regrets in the Bingjian competition?"

"I..." Roman pondered, "I didn't come to learn how to fight for that reason. I like swords very much, since I was a child, but it's not just that. I prefer people who hold swords. I want to become like Xi An amazing swordsman like Thrall. More importantly, Bingshu makes me happy. I feel very happy when I see others competing in martial arts. I am also very happy when I learn about Bingshu. When I meet a strong opponent, even if I lose I was so happy when I was in a mess. But when it comes to the game, I will think of the regrets in the past. I like fighting, so I want to spend my fighting career without leaving any regrets."

August tilted his head and looked at him: "I understand you very well. Injuries are commonplace for people like us. Who has never endured pain on the field? Striving for better results is everyone's wish, but Roman , Those are all in the past, you can’t change anything. Sometimes in life, happiness and regret coexist, you have to learn to accept this.”

"...This kind of thing really doesn't sound like someone your age would say."

"Don't think that I don't understand anything when I'm young. I'm just young, and I'm not stupid. Why do you think they call me 'Little Prince Tianbian'? Is it respect for me? No. Because I only know how to move Tianbian Slash, I can’t learn to start with other moves. It’s okay, I just need to study Skyrim Slash well. After I use this move, how will the enemy defend, how can I crack their defense, and how will they counter mine? Crack it, and then how do I counter their countermeasures... I have studied for a long time, and I have developed many variations. It can be said that no living person in the world has studied Skyrim Slash more than me. I have also been famous in the circle because of this. Famous. Even many world-class masters will come to me for advice on Skyrim Slash. I may never be able to rank among the top swordsmen who only know Skyrim Slash, but I am proud of myself-I can’t do what some people can do what I can do, but I do what no one else can do."

August squeezed Roman's shoulder: "It's not enough to regret, you have to learn to be proud of yourself."

Roman's heart skipped a beat.

I can't do what some people can, but I can do what everyone can't.

It's a shame that he should be comforted by a child who is eight years younger than him.

Rather than rushing forward recklessly, does he need to take a break for a while, stop, and think about what he really desires?

What did he pick up the sword for?What did he lose when he put down the sword?

"August, thank you, I feel better after hearing that."

"There's no need to be too polite. I'm the great 'Augustus', and it's just a matter of lifting the soldiers!" The blue-haired little emperor raised his tail to the sky as soon as he was praised.

Across the wall from the dressing room, Cesar leaned against the wall, arms folded over his chest.Hearing Roman and August talking and laughing in the locker room, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.A reassuring arc emerges at the end of the lips.

Roman followed Cesar's instructions and stayed at home to rest for the past two days.Because he was bored, he continued to study textbooks and teaching videos.He really wanted to talk to Cesar, to see if his worrying coach had calmed down, but he didn't dare to call or send Cesar directly, only dared to spy on his instagram secretly.

The result is incredible!Cesar told him to rest at home, but he actually went to spend time and drink. Yesterday he posted several photos of food and cocktails.The sharp-eyed Roman glimpsed a well-known cosmetics bag in the corner of the photo.Cesar doesn't look like someone who would secretly buy lipstick, that is to say, he went shopping with his girlfriend!

Doesn't this guy claim to be single? !

Roman looked through the instagrams of other friends and found several almost identical photos in Alisa's album.Wait, Alisa and Cesar went shopping together? !Didn't she say they were out of play?Could it be that in just a few days, the plot of this love tragedy has undergone a shocking reversal?

"Alyssa, what's the matter with you?" Roman called her directly.

"Roman, it's working time now, can't we wait until after get off work to discuss private matters?"

"Are you secretly dating Cesar behind my back?"

"Wow, your tone sounds like a husband who is catching rape! I just don't know whether it is catching me or Cesar's rapping."

"Contradictory! Didn't you say you don't like him!"

"I can't be a boyfriend, but I can still be an ordinary friend. To be honest, shopping with him is much more interesting than with you. He has good taste in matching clothes, and your aesthetics is not as good as that of a beggar on the street..."

Roman dropped his phone.He just didn't know what to say!Alisa betrayed him?Cesar betrayed him?Nothing seems right!Is his current mood similar to "Damn it, you are actually playing with that girl", or is it similar to "How can you step on two boats behind my back"?Neither side seems quite right!

His best friend and his coach have become friends, and he should be happy for the expansion of his circle of friends, but why does he feel sour in his heart?

Because he was excluded by his friends?It does not seem.

Because he didn't want Cesar to be monopolized by Alyssa?She doesn't own it either.

So is he hoping to monopolize Cesar?Haha, what are you kidding...

On the third day, he went straight to the Aurora Club aggressively.He rushed straight to the practice room without even wearing the protective gear.It was not time for class, and Cesar was practicing empty swings in front of the mirror.Seeing Roman who broke into the door in the mirror, he smiled: "You came so early today!"

"Cesar, let me ask you..."

"Roman, I want to apologize to you first." The silver-haired coach turned around, "I shouldn't have been so fierce to you last time. I just cared about your body, so I kept my mouth shut. Can you forgive me?"

His compromising tone made Roman suddenly forget what he wanted to say.

"It's okay, I didn't, I didn't take it to heart..." He sighed.

"That's good. What about you? What were you trying to say to me?"

Roman scratched his head.His brewing anger was interrupted by Cesar, and he could no longer condense it.Cesar watched him curiously, waiting for his discourse.Roman cleared his throat in embarrassment: "You and Alisa, you two...?"

"Oh, we went shopping. Although not a lover, she is a very sweet friend. Thank you for introducing us. Roman, are you angry?"

"I do not have……"

"Because we didn't call you when we went out to play?"

"I'm not……"

"There's nothing I can do about you, Roman, you're like a child in this regard." Cesar shook his head, "Then I'll go shopping with you too."

"I'm not mad at this..."

"Tomorrow," Cesar suddenly approached, and that handsome face was suddenly close at hand, "Can you lend me a day?"