Song Jin practiced in the driving school in the morning, went to cook a meal for Lu Nancheng at noon, and went to the store again in the afternoon. Everything went very smoothly. When she came out, she made an appointment with downing.

    She was about to work in Downing''s office. She specially wore a mask and waited for half an hour for Downing to come in. She seemed to be running here, sweating all over her body, and her hot face turned red.

    "Come here?"

    "Well, I''m old after all. I won''t gasp for breath a few years ago."

    Downing has maintained a good state, because he is an athlete, perennial sports, physical decline is not obvious.

    "Don''t ask too much. Order."

    "I guess it''s not your match now."

    "I''ll have a fight later."

    "OK, there''s a place next door."

    Song Jin is eager to try. Her eyes are shining. Before, she was not a rival of Downing. Now, I don''t know how. Just as she was about to speak, Lu Nancheng''s phone came in. She made a hissing gesture and lowered her voice.

    "Hello."

    "Where is it?"

    "Outside."

    Tonight is a special festival. Lu Nancheng went to work early. She was not seen inside and outside. The sun was setting outside. The last ray of light lingered in the sky, shining.

    "Come back now."

    Song Jin eyes micro turn: "I try to go back as soon as possible."

    Lu Nancheng looked at the cake on the table and swallowed it again: "well, as soon as possible."

    Before Song Jin hung up, she told him to eat some cushions and go back to make a snack for him. But that end has already been hung up. She listened to the sound of Doodle and frowned slightly.

    Downing quipped curiously: "you have a good relationship?"

    She put away her mobile phone and shriveled the corner of her mouth: "the old aunt is more and more confused about the idea of small fresh meat."

    "In fact, you are not so bad."

    "You may have been taught math by a PE teacher."

    "Don''t look down on my PE teacher. He graduated from a famous university," downing said

    "Then how can I teach you? It''s hard to understand."

    Downing was tickled by her angry teeth, looking down at the menu: "you perfunctory Lu Nancheng, are you sure it''s OK to go back?"

    "It''s like I''m going to be hanged."

    Song Jin tilted her lips, quietly on her face, but she was pondering the tone of Lu Nancheng''s words just now. It seemed that she was lonely. What happened to him?

    Before she could figure it out, Downing asked seriously, "have you seen Su Yirou recently?"

    "Well, and her daughter."

    "She didn''t know she had an aunt who looked like you?"

    "I don''t seem to know."

    Qin Yanran is not surprised to see her, and Qin Lang is also afraid that they do not know her existence, or just heard some, after all, she died very early.

    "Su Yirou is really cruel."

    "Will you do this to me if you are not cruel?"

    "Don''t hurt yourself, too. She''ll do whatever she wants," downing sighed

    "Don''t worry. Now I''m Mrs. Lu. She''s worried about the people behind me."

    She didn''t tell downing about the agreement between her and Lu Nancheng that Su Yirou would not dare to offend her as long as she sat in the landing position one day.

    Downing is still not at ease, and asked for some details, Song Jin one by one reply, after the end of the two people are next door sports hall.

    Downing once won the championship. He used to be the pride of the country. After he retired, he was a coach. Occasionally, he would bring the players to play. The boss was eager for her to come. She was free to advertise.

    Downing just brought people in, the boss warmly welcome, has the place ready: "coach Tang, or the old place, directly in."

    “OK。”

    Song Jin goes in with her wearing a mask. There are many people in the sports hall and the basketball court is noisy. Occasionally, a burst of cheers and women''s screams break out. Her eyes flit by and she is pulled away by downing.

    "Those chicks with fresh meat."

    "It''s so open now?"

    Downing rolled his eyes: "you are sleeping too long, missing too much information of the times, know what is the law of love now?"

    "What is it?"

    "Look at the right eye and go to 419. Do you understand?"

    Song Jin didn''t quite understand what 419 was, but she was worried that she would be ridiculed as an antique by downing. She pretended to pat her chest to understand.

    Downing turns to get the racket and throws one to her.

    "Need to warm up?"

    Song Jin put the racket on the ground and began to warm up. Downing looked at her with a smile. The more she looked at her, the more she felt that they were together, as if she had brought a daughter out.

    Three minutes later, Song Jin picked up the racket and posed: "come on."

    Although she has been frozen for many years, it doesn''t affect her constitution. It''s just like sleeping.

    Downing watched her get ready and serve suddenly. Song Jin moved quickly with a smile and hit back quickly. They played several rounds in a row, but Song Jin didn''t receive the ball.She went to the side to pick up the ball, and downing held the racket in his hand: "not bad, better than I thought."

    "Isn''t it a surprise?"

    "Keep going."

    Downing came to be interested. She used to play with Song Jin. Although the other side always couldn''t beat her, she always sent all kinds of strange balls to make trouble for her. As a result, she had to concentrate and didn''t dare to be careless.

    Song Jin still continues her previous style, moving fast, and downing stares at the ball, as well as her position.

    Three times in a row by her successful attack, song Jinle like a fox, half squint.

    "Downing, you are careless."

    "I''m old."

    Her body in her twenties is totally different from that of her present. Her constitution is declining and her reaction is slow. These symptoms have been reflected since she was in her early thirties, which makes her have to retire from the front line.

    "Go on."

    Song Jin waved her racket and was full of energy. Her eyes were dark and bright.

    Tang Ning and she played several rounds again. Gradually, Song Jin''s physical strength was not enough, and she was panting with sweat. After several rounds, she collapsed to the ground.

    She looked at the still standing downing and admired him. Even if she was twenty years older than herself, her physical strength could be as strong as her own.

    "Wait for me, wash your face and go on."

    Downing nodded, sat down with a racket and wiped her sweat. Looking at her back, she was still young and active.

    She was so absorbed in her thoughts that she didn''t see the iron net door pushed open. Zhuang Jingrui, dressed in sportswear, stood at the door with a racket in his hand and approached slowly.

    Seeing others, Downing was shocked and immediately got up from the ground. Fortunately, Song Jin had just left.

    Zhuang Jingrui passed her sweating face, just after the exercise.

    "Downing, long time no see."

    "Zhuang is always busy. It''s hard to play today."

    "Not really. When I''m old, I have to practice more. When I came in, I heard the boss say that you brought your daughter to practice. I''ll come and have a look."

    When downing listened to his words, he almost faltered at his feet, followed by a puff at the corner of his mouth, hehe, with his daughter?

    She swallowed the surprise without explanation.

    Zhuang Jingrui looks at the beat thrown on the ground, but he is a little surprised. He has not heard of Downing''s marriage and when her daughter came out, but this kind of thing is not easy to ask.