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Lin Fei gently closed the door and brushed away the chill on her body. The air inside the room carried a familiar sense of age, just like the silent passing of those years. With a light touch of the switch, the cold white light instantly dispersed the surrounding shadows, illuminating the quiet world that belonged to Lin Fei.
In this small apartment, there were not many items, and each had its fixed place, even every pair of sneakers neatly arranged at the door. Some sports posters hung on the wall, and rackets lay quietly on a shelf in the corner, as if all were quietly awaiting the next challenge.
The coffee table is the warmest place in this space, with a yellowed old photo lying quietly there, as if it were a specimen of time. In the photo, a young Lin Fei stands between his father and brother, smiling innocently, in a time when badminton was still pure joy. Now, this joy has become heavy, mixed with regret and determination.
Beside the photo is a small cloth label with golden words, "Against the Wind." This is not only his father's motto during his lifetime, but also Lin Fei's current belief. The wind in Fenggu City always carries unpredictable warmth and cold, but no matter how the wind changes, Lin Fei has learned how to move forward with determination.
He walked to the coffee table, gently caressing the photo, a hint of determination flashing in his eyes. On this solitary night, Lin Fei needed no words; the words in his heart were already loud enough in this quiet and resolute space. Tomorrow, he would continue to move against the wind, unknown to anyone, commemorating the past and declaring his commitment to the future.
In the early morning, only a faint light of dawn appeared on the horizon, and the city was still immersed in a hazy dreamland. However, in Lin Fei's room, the bed was neat and empty, as he had already risen to face new challenges. The soundproof windows isolated the outside noise, leaving only the focused sound of breathing and heartbeat in the room.
In the morning, he always has the ritual of an athlete. Lin Fei puts on his worn-out sports clothes, although they are old, he considers them a symbol of good luck. After a quick wash in the slightly chilly water, Lin Fei goes to the kitchen and quickly and mechanically prepares breakfast: a slightly toasted whole wheat bread and a cup of just cooled milk.
After eating, he quickly tidies up everything, picks up his already packed sports bag and school bag, and sets off on the road to Chasing the Wind High School. On this quiet street, his running sounds are particularly loud, like a pendulum, each step seems to leave a rhythmic echo on the empty street.
The morning breeze brought a slight chill, passing through Lin Fei's hair and brushing over his face, making him feel fresh and clear for the day. With each rhythmic breath, he felt a more direct connection to the world, and every step he took seemed to synchronize with the strong beating of his heart and the pulse of the entire city.
Although he was still getting used to the journey from home to school, the trees along the road swayed gently in the morning breeze, as if cheering him on. The streetlights gradually dimmed, and the sky slowly transformed from pitch black to a pale dawn, then evolved from light blue to orange-yellow.
When he arrived at the school, the sun had just climbed up to the horizon, covering the playground with a golden light, and the dew on the running track sparkled in the sunlight. Lin Fei slowed down his pace, his breathing gradually calmed, and his heart rate returned to normal. He began stretching, starting from the ankles, then the calves, thighs, all the way to the waist and back, each movement slow and deep, allowing every muscle that had just been exercised to stretch and relax.
Standing alone on the playground of Chasing Wind High School, Lin Fei took a deep breath of the cool morning air, his gaze wandering over the simple tracks and fields around him. At this time, the entire playground was enveloped in a calm and tranquil atmosphere, as if this world had prepared a quiet place just for him. In the distance, a few elderly people were leisurely walking on the track or doing some gentle Tai Chi, their presence making the silence no longer seem so absolute.
Lin Fei began warming up on the playground, accompanied by the sound of his own breathing and occasional laughter from the elderly people in the distance. He seemed to become a part of the morning light, each of his movements so confident and steady, gradually feeling the warmth spreading inside his body with the physical activity.
As time quietly passed, at 5:40, team captain Chen Yong appeared at the entrance of the playground. He was wearing the team uniform, walking briskly and confidently, as always full of spirit. Chen Yong noticed the presence of someone on the playground, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face, which often wore a confident smile. Lin Fei's figure became particularly dazzling in the morning sunlight, radiating a passion for sports and a thirst for victory.
"Wow, Lin Fei, you're up so early today?" Chen Yong approached Lin Fei and patted his shoulder with admiration and surprise in his voice, "It looks like I'm no longer the earliest one here. Is this the start of a new tradition?"
Lin Fei turned around with a faint smile on his face, "Good morning, senior. We all need a fresh start for a new day, don't we?"
The two of them started their day's training under the golden glow of the morning sun, exchanging warm greetings and encouraging each other, adding vitality to the morning exercise ground. Chen Yong's arrival meant that the effort on the exercise ground was no longer just Lin Fei's alone, but the beginning of a team moving forward together.
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