The next day, Luo Ye woke up at six o'clock.
He normally would not have gotten up so early, but he was simply too curious about something.
The north was nothing like the south. Without the heating at home, stepping outside to face those biting gusts of wind genuinely hurt.
What he was mainly curious about was whether Coach would still go for his morning run as usual in the north.
As his roommate, Luo Ye naturally knew what time Li Haoyang got up every day.
He stepped out of his room. It was six in the morning in winter, and the sky had not yet brightened, but he could already see Coach warming up.
Li Haoyang was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, stretching in the first-floor living room.
Noticing Luo Ye, Li Haoyang casually asked, "Brother Luo Ye, want to go for a morning run together?"
"No, thanks. I'd freeze to death."
Luo Ye shook his head, refusing Li Haoyang's invitation.
"Can you go for a morning run in the neighborhood?" Li Haoyang asked a question he did not really understand.
Luo Ye looked equally confused. "There's actually a treadmill at home, but if you want to run in the neighborhood, you can. At this hour, the neighbors probably aren't up yet."
"Alright, I'm heading out."
Li Haoyang jogged in place, then ran toward the door.
Luo Ye did not react at first.
The next moment, his expression changed, and he hurriedly chased after him.
It was January twentieth, the dead of winter, and since it was still before dawn, the temperature had already dropped below freezing. Even the artificial lake in the neighborhood had frozen over.
Yet Li Haoyang, wearing only a short-sleeved shirt on top and black compression shorts below, ran outside just like that.
"Coach,