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Ye Xiu held the phone in a daze for a while, deeply suspecting that he was talking to Han Wenqing just now.

Just as he was thinking this way, the phone rang. Ye Xiu glanced at the number, hehe, Cao Cao Cao Cao is here.

"Hi! Old Han." Ye Xiu greeted Han Wenqing in a very cheerful tone.

"Are you sick?" Han Wenqing got to the point as usual.

"Damn, Xinjie will tell you everything, my brother has retired, so I won't let go of this bit of information, it's really... tsk tsk, let me tell you what's good about Tyranny?"

"Stop rambling! What's going on?" Han Wenqing, a ten-year old opponent, has never seen anything, and this little trash talk is not enough.

"What else could be going on? It's not like you don't know about that old problem." Ye Xiu muttered dissatisfiedly, as if Han Wenqing was sorry if he didn't know about it.

"It's been more than ten years? Sure enough, without Su Muqiu, you kid wouldn't be able to take care of yourself." Han Wenqing said through gritted teeth, with a look of resentment.

"Hey, Old Han, I never understood why you don't like Mu Qiu so much?" Ye Xiu began to change the subject.

"I haven't." Han Wenqing denied, and didn't want to continue entanglement on this issue, but, is it possible to get around?

This problem has troubled Han Wenqing for more than ten years. That person has been dead for ten years. Why can't he and Ye Xiu be separated from Su Muqiu's shadow?

It wasn't until Ye Xiu's sudden retirement in the eighth season that Han Wenqing suddenly figured it out.He doesn't like Su Muqiu because of jealousy, everything he wants to say to Ye Xiu, Su Muqiu said it ten years ago, all the care he wants to give Ye Xiu, Su Muqiu gave it ten years ago, what else can he say? What?His powerlessness towards Ye Xiu was only because of that bloody old stalk - he met too late!

Fortunately, there is one thing that Han Wenqing recognized very early on, that is, he wants to be Ye Xiu's opponent. Yes, Han Wenqing has been insisting on this ten years, and it is this belief that constantly makes himself stronger and drives him to fight against Ye Xiu. Ye Xiu is stronger, that's why he is so worried about Ye Xiu's sudden retirement!The Ye Xiu he knew shouldn't be a coward who can only escape!

Han Wenqing paused to calm his emotions, and his tone became a little heavy: "Ye Xiu, Su Muqiu has been dead for ten years, can't you learn to take good care of yourself?"

"Brother, why don't you know how to take care of yourself? Have you been taking care of me for the past ten years?" Ye Xiu's tone had become cold and sharp.

"You didn't need it all the time!" Han Wenqing lost his composure again, and the unwillingness that had just subsided surged again, even if he yelled this sentence in a low voice, the momentum was amazing.

For so many years, except for Su Muqiu, Ye Xiu has never needed anyone's care, including Su Mucheng. No one knows this better than Han Wenqing, and no one hates this more than Han Wenqing.

When I first met Ye Xiu, Glory had just opened the district. He was also called Ye Qiu. Although he had never met, the two top masters in online games inevitably collided. There is always an indescribable taste in Han Wenqing's ears. His trash talk always has a touch of humor. It is not as vulgar and hard to hear as others. Very flirtatious, Han Wenqing is far behind in this aspect, his natural cold personality makes him disdain to talk flattery, but he likes to listen to Ye Qiu talk, even if it is full of ironic trash talk.

From the very beginning, Han Wenqing knew that this young man named Ye Qiu was surrounded by a master, Su Muqiu. The two had a close relationship, but he didn't know that they lived together until one time, he made an appointment with Ye Qiu. Arena PK.

After waiting for a long time, Damo Guyan became impatient, and One Autumn Leaf finally came: "Sorry, I'm late."

The boy's slightly hoarse voice came from the earphones, sounding weak and even panting slightly.

Where did he just come from?Out of breath?Han Wenqing wanted to ask, but what came out of his mouth was: "Start?"

"Can I change the time?"

"why?"

"Forget it, let's start." There was some helplessness in the other party's voice.

Han Wenqing actually wanted to ask the question, but because of his personality, he just hesitated for a moment. The spear of One Autumn Leaf had already arrived in front of Da Mo Guyan, and there was no time to think about anything else, so Han Wenqing could only use Da Mo Guyan to greet him go forward.

As soon as he entered the game, Han Wenqing would always forget everything and go all out, not to mention that the opponent was the incomparably powerful One Autumn Leaf, whose fierce offensive was like his arrogance.

We're about to lose, Han Wenqing thought, but suddenly he saw the black spear that had already been pierced into his chest tremble, and didn't go down. At the same time, he heard Ye Qiu's "Damn": "Why are you here again..." The boy's voice Trembling slightly.

How could Han Wenqing not be able to catch such a gap, Damo Guyan flashed quickly, and followed by a Bending Fist that lifted One Autumn Leaf into the air.

All of this was just Han Wenqing's conditioned reflex, a master's battle reaction, but he was very puzzled by the sudden change just now. Taking advantage of the other party's floating in the air, he was about to ask when he heard another person's voice: " I'll go out and buy you some medicine, why did you get up again? Who was the one who was dying of pain just now? Next time you have a stomachache, who cares about you!"

"Don't make noise..." Ye Qiu's voice trembled violently, mixed with panting, "I'm about to die..."

"Bah! Isn't it just a stomachache, what are you talking about, you can't die, come and take medicine."

"I mean PK... hiss... uh..." The painful voice reached Han Wenqing's ears, and he couldn't help tightening his heart. It turned out that he was not feeling well.

"Ye Qiu! Why does it hurt like this again? No, I'll take you to the hospital."

"Don't!" The young man's voice was painful but tinged with coquettishness: "You help me rub it... ah... it hurts to death... Mu Qiu..." The low and hoarse ending was tainted with too much pain, Han Wenqing's heart ached for that soft, juvenile voice.

He couldn't help but asked aloud: "Are you uncomfortable?"

"Fuck! I forgot to turn off the voice, I blame you!" The boy cursed angrily, and his voice disappeared.

"Why do you blame me?" Han Wenqing was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood that Ye Qiu didn't blame him, but Su Muqiu.

Han Wenqing was restless all day long, and his worry about Ye Qiu made him unable to do anything. He knocked him on the phone several times, but there was no response.

Until the next day, Ye Qiu saw the news and knocked back at him: "Sorry, something happened yesterday, shall we come again?"

"You...don't your stomach hurt?"

"Cough, it's okay, I've got an old problem." Ye Qiu obviously didn't want to mention his illness, so he quickly changed the subject.

They are all masters and have common hobbies. Young people are easy to talk to. Although they have never met, the three of them have become very good friends.

Later, Han Wenqing had the opportunity to come to City H, and specially asked Ye Qiu and Su Muqiu to meet.

"Are you sure you are only one year older than me?" Ye Qiu frowned and looked at Han Wenqing with disbelief.

Han Wenqing was a little embarrassed: Is it because I am big and rough?

The 15-year-old Ye Qiu is just over 1.7 meters tall, with a slender body and a little cute baby fat on his face. He is envious of the already tall and burly Han Wenqing, and Su Muqiu, who is beautiful and envious, touches Ye Qiu. With Qiu's head, he said faintly: "If you don't eat well, you won't grow taller!"

"Damn! You're a kid!" Ye Qiu twisted his head and gave Su Muqiu a very dissatisfied look.

The three of them had a meal together, and Ye Qiu's laziness gave Han Wenqing a new understanding of this arrogant online game master.

Compared to Ye Qiu who doesn't care about anything, Su Muqiu has been staring at Ye Qiu cautiously: "That is spicy, don't eat it!"

Ye Qiu paused in embarrassment, but still threw the mapo tofu in his chopsticks into his mouth, and said, "It's not spicy at all."

Su Muqiu glared at him, but didn't say much, Ye Qiu smiled nonchalantly, ignoring Su Muqiu's glaring.

That dish was counted in Han Wen. He loves spicy food, but there are really no spicy dishes for him in H City. He only tasted this mapo tofu dish. It was bland and tasteless. How can it be regarded as a spicy dish?

Han Wenqing pursed his lips, feeling that Su Muqiu was being too hypocritical, but soon he realized that he was wrong, it wasn't Su Muqiu being hypocritical, but Ye Qiu's stomach problem was really serious.

After eating for more than ten minutes, Su Muqiu was talking about his and Ye Qiu's experience in online games, but suddenly stopped, and then changed his face: "Stomach hurts again? Is it serious?" These words are for Ye Qiu Yes, Han Wenqing didn't know why he suddenly asked, and turned to look at Ye Qiu.Ye Qiu's face was a little pale, and there were fine beads of sweat on the tip of his nose, but his expression was calm and there was no look of pain.

"It's okay, don't make a fuss in front of the guests." Ye Qiu blushed slightly, the young Ye Qiu's skin was fair and delicate, and even his ears were red at this moment, but his words about the guest stabbed Han Wenqing, isn't it the guest?He smiled bitterly, irrefutable.

Su Muqiu took out the stomach medicine from his pocket and threw it to Ye Qiu: "Hurry up and take the medicine."

Ye Qiu took it, but put it in his pocket casually, and said, "I've said everything, it's fine!"

Su Muqiu blushed slightly, wanted to explode but held back, and smiled apologetically at Han Wenqing: "I'm sorry, we have to go first, Ye Qiu has a bad stomach recently..."

"Mu Qiu!" Ye Xiu was a little annoyed, "Why are you telling people this? It's embarrassing."

"What's so embarrassing about being sick? You rolled all over the bed in pain and didn't see you say shame." Su Muqiu was not joking at all, and he couldn't hide his worry.

"Enough!" Ye Xiu was really angry, he stood up abruptly, but quickly put his hand on his stomach, and frowned.

"What's wrong?" Han Wenqing quickly reached out to help him, Ye Qiu subconsciously dodged, a painful expression flashed across his face, and his muscles twisted.

"Still talking! How bad is the pain? Go to the hospital..." Su Muqiu supported him, trying to drag him to the hospital.

"No..." Ye Qiu squeezed two words between his teeth, bent down suddenly, held his breath for a while, coughed again suddenly, opened his mouth and vomited a mouthful of blood, and sank down .

Su Muqiu screamed in shock: "Aqiu!" He hugged his falling body vigorously.

Han Wenqing was also taken aback. The 16-year-old had never seen someone vomit blood suddenly, and he panicked.

Su Muqiu put his arms around Ye Qiu, who was still struggling with his remaining consciousness and insisted on going home, but his resistance was powerless and futile, so Su Muqiu yelled at Han Wenqing unbearably: "Hurry up and call a car and go to the hospital. "