Quick Wear: Give the Resentful Man a Home

Li Fei was very foresighted and did not dare to watch it on a computer, for fear of accidentally projecting the screen into the live broadcast frame.

He took out his cell phone and wrote to Duan Wu: "Wu"

【Wu: If you tease me again, I'll go upstairs. 】

【Wu: There is also a hotel next door. 】

Li Fei's embarrassment had not yet subsided, and shyness took over his heart. He played the whole game distortedly and almost lost the game.

He finally realized that love is the devil, stopped thinking about other things, and focused on playing rank.

Career is more important. If Duan Wu kicks me one day, I can still hold my championship medal and heal myself.

The event department officially announced Duan Wu’s birthday event on the last day of January.

Because people are still haunted by the poisoning incident next door, no offline activities are planned. In addition to the lottery, there are also online friendly competitions.

Li Fei felt a little regretful. He thought he could have two days of good rest on his birthday, but he didn't expect that his birthday would be the busiest.

Duan Wu spent his 22nd birthday at the base. Not only his teammates, but almost all the staff attended.

They all knew that Duan Wu was the core of the original ERC team, and they also knew who the biggest contributor to the team was.

Li Fei looked at the person surrounded by the crowd and suddenly felt that it was really weird to like this thing.

Two people who have nothing in common want to get closer, want to touch, want to exchange feelings at first sight.

Although they were just playing games and eating together, he seemed to have really integrated into Duan Wu's world and was able to sense the other person's joys and sorrows.

Duan Wu waved at him, and the crowd made way for him. Li Fei felt uncomfortable being stared at like that, so he moved to the middle, lowered his head,

"what."

Duan Wu handed him the birthday hat and pointed to the top of his head, "Can you reach it?"

Li Fei leaned on the table and put his feet on it, and put the birthday hat on the birthday boy's head. "What's out of reach? Don't underestimate me."

I don't know who turned off the lights. The candlelight was lingering, and then the nightmarish music started to ruin the atmosphere. Everyone immediately burst into laughter.

Li Fei didn't expect to encounter such a magical candle in this day and age, and recalled some things from his childhood.

Someone suddenly held his hand, and he looked at Duan Wu's profile in the candlelight. The fireflies flickered at the same frequency as his.

He knew that if he talked about his whole life at this age, he would be laughed at.

Li Fei held the familiar hand tightly and quietly put the ring he made of silver on his slender and warm middle finger.

Duan Wu was stunned for a moment, then he reacted, blew out the candle, and at the moment when all the lights went out, he took his hand and placed it on his lips for a brief kiss.

Li Fei actually prepared a chain, because due to playing games, the team does not allow jewelry on the hands, but at this moment, he really wanted to put it on his finger.

The darkness lasted only a moment, and then the lights came on and everything returned to normal. Duan Wu cut the whole cake and handed the knife to Quan Quan to cut it.

Quanquan was stunned for a second when he saw the ring suddenly appearing on Duan Wu's right hand. Then his eyes fell on Li Fei, and his hand holding the knife became a little unsteady.

...I hope he is overthinking it.

But Duan Wu is a person who fears trouble the most. Normally, if his nails are a little long, he would trim them immediately if they affect his typing. How could he wear a ring for no reason?

I was thinking about this in my mind, and I felt a little listless during the subsequent singing and playing games.

The base finally quieted down at around two in the morning. Duan Wu came out of the shower and was surprised to find Quan Quan sitting in his room.

"Still not sleeping at this late hour?"

Quanquan looked at the ring still on her hand, thinking deeply.

"You and Li Fei?"

Duan Wu didn't expect him to be so perceptive, and nodded frankly, "We are together, but we don't plan to make it public. He is still young, so I hope you can keep it a secret."

Quanquan's expression immediately became a little complicated. Li Fei, apart from being good at playing games, he really has no other advantages.

The academic qualification is compulsory education, the quality is that of prehistoric humans, and I heard that his family is extremely poor.

He took a deep breath and said, "Didn't you two just meet? Brother, children's emotions are the most unstable. He probably just likes your current status as a top player."

"How did he slander you when our grades were bad before?"

Quanquan couldn't accept that someone who talked about how to beat Duan Wu with one hand in a live broadcast suddenly became a sister-in-law.

Duan Wu frowned and sat opposite him.

He knows what the circle is made of.

This guy is his toxic fan.

"How old is he? Just imagine how much crazier we were when we were 18?" Duan Wu lit a cigarette for himself and recalled.

"When you first heard that you joined the team to match my style of play, what did you say?"

Memories flooded back to her mind, and Quanquan was embarrassed for a moment, saying stubbornly, "Then I'm not with you either. He's not worthy of you anyway."

"At 18, he may not be worthy of me at 22, but at 22, he is probably the height that I, at 26, should look up to." Duan Wu patted his shoulder.

"Quanquan, don't use your status as a person with experience to statically judge a person."

Quanquan was silent. Anyway, he was not optimistic about this relationship and always felt that Li Fei was not suitable for Duan Wu at all.

……

In the second year of the World Championship, Li Fei had a fever of 40c due to acclimatization and almost lost half his life. ERC was eliminated in the quarterfinals. There was endless criticism on the Internet, and people bluntly demanded that Li Fei get out of the team.

Duan Wu knocked on the bedroom door, and a muffled voice came from inside, inviting him to come in.

Seeing that the person coming was Duan Wu, Li Fei buried his head in the quilt and didn't say a word, like an abandoned puppy.

"Are you still thinking about the World Championship?" Duan Wu sat on the edge of the bed and pulled the person out of the quilt like he was pulling a dead fish.

Li Fei had performed very well throughout the season since the spring, but he failed miserably in the biggest competition. His inner self-blame and torment brought him anxiety and depression.

No matter how much I talked to the therapist, it didn't get better.

"Sadness is a normal human emotion. Don't try to control it."

Duan Wu rubbed his cheek. The young man, who had finally gained some weight, became thin and sickly again.

"I was exactly like you when I lost at the age of 20, and I got this trophy back at the age of 21."

Li Fei shook his head and put his arms around Duan Wu's neck. "I'm very sad and feel very guilty. I feel even sadder when I think about how you've been through this before."

"Not only me, but all the players in our industry have cried in the toilet because of this incident."

Li Fei's voice was a little choked up. "I want to win the championship with you."

Duan Wu raised his eyebrows. "Isn't the Spring Season Champion the champion? Isn't the Intercontinental Championship the champion?"

Professional players will retire at around 25 years old due to their rapid decline in form. Li Fei knew that he had very little time left. He sniffed and whispered:

"Next year, we will win the championship together, the Grand Slam throughout the year, the Spring Split, the Intercontinental Split, the Summer Split, the Championship, and the World Split."

Li Fei listed all the important competitions like he was naming a dish. “I want to win the championship.”

Duan Wu nodded, lowered his head and kissed the corner of his eyes. The necklace slipped out from around his neck, with the ring given by Li Fei on it.

Li Fei reached out and pinched the ring, then climbed up and sat between Duan Wu's legs, with his arms on his shoulders. "It's a good thing I met you, brother."

"If I hadn't met you, I would probably be a very miserable person."