Don't fall in love in the Shura field [e-sports]

Ji Xing was lying on the bed, the pain from his temples to his entire forehead made him more awake, and the more he wanted to sleep, the more he couldn't fall asleep. He opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling for a long time, until the pain was slightly relieved, and then he pulled out the quilt. Live by yourself.

The temperature of the air conditioner was turned on a little low. He didn't feel it just now, but now he realized that it was a little cold. The remote control was placed on the opposite table. He didn't bother to get out of bed to get it, so he just lay still.

The 19-year-old boy breathes quietly in a small dark space enclosed by a thin air conditioner.

***

two years ago.

Ji Xing has only just turned 17, a reckless age who doesn't understand anything.

He was withdrawn and eccentric, and reached the worst level in middle school. Fighting and truancy were commonplace. Occasionally, when the severity was serious, he would spend a whole night on a bench in the police station.

Almost all the policemen in that area knew him, and when they met Ji Xing, they all greeted him very familiarly. The whole office showed their big white teeth and shouted to him, "Hey, that's it!" Kid, are you here again?" Occasionally catching up with work and commute, the children are really young, and many people have brought meals to Ji Xing.

During that time, he was a properly problematic teenager, and he was more rebellious than other children of the same age and different ages.

In school, I can’t even talk about studying hard. I sleep on the desk every day, and the rare time I wake up is to look out the window in a daze, and my homework is all scribbled.But teenage children do have good brains, even if this is the case, their grades can still be in the upper middle of the class.Some teachers felt that it was a pity that such a student should not put their minds on those unrighteous places, so they also asked to meet his parents.

But what ordinary students fear most, "finding parents", is the most useless effort for him.

"Who have you been hanging out with lately? Why aren't you going to school?"

"Do you know how much work I've gone through to get you into your current school?!"

"I'm asking you something! Why don't you speak? Ah?! Look at yourself now, are you worthy of me? Are you trying to force me to death?"

"Not going to school, okay, then don't go back to this house in the future!"

……

"I didn't even think about coming back."

The brand-new anti-theft door slammed heavily, shutting those hysterical quarrels behind them.

After the loud noise, the corridor was quiet, but then came from behind the door the clear and crisp sound of porcelain being smashed on something and then shattered, which was so familiar that it made people numb.

Ji Xing wiped his face.

The elevator was busy running up and down, and the door opened from time to time, as if everyone was in full swing, coming and going in a hurry, the sharp sound of high-heeled shoes stepping on the high-end tiles and the tired faces of people in suits and leather shoes. They met from time to time in this cold high-rise building made of steel and concrete, and then they were separated by the elevator dragging a long track.The unknown place of more than [-] square meters became a small isolated world as soon as the door was closed, and the quarrels and joys had nothing to do with people.

Ji Xing didn't stop, turned around and walked towards the stairwell.

It was winter at this time, and the winter in Yangcheng was not too cold, but it still had a bit of humid chill.The door of the stairwell is often not closed, and no one comes in and out on weekdays, so it is gently covered like that, leaving a small gap.

Ji Xing opened the door, and the door shaft that had been inactive for a long time made a slight friction with a "squeak".

The wind blocked by various doors, windows, and windows finally found a vent, and rushed in all at once. When it came, it seemed that it had been aggrieved for a whole year, and it finally wanted to take advantage of the winter to pretend to be a tiger.

The thin temperature around the body that had no sense of existence was swept around by the cold wind, and it disappeared completely. Ji Xing looked down, only to realize that he was only wearing a single shirt.

He stood a little restlessly at the corner of the stairs, subconsciously looking for cigarettes in his pocket.

Fortunately there are.

Ji Xing poured out a cigarette from the cigarette case, clamped the end of the cigarette with his slender fingers, but suddenly stopped, and finally couldn't help cursing in a low voice after a long while: "Fuck."

He put the unlit cigarette in his mouth and walked downstairs.

Just a few steps away, I heard a slight sound of a lighter igniting from the corner.

The sound of "click" seemed to be close to the ear, and the slender young man leaned against the door frame of the corridor, and looked up following the sound of footsteps.

It was a very unfamiliar man, wearing a black jacket, and the thin jacket was casually half-opened, revealing an equally thin singlet underneath. Healthy pale skin.

He exhaled lightly. The smoke was particularly obvious in the cold winter air. It quickly rose and coiled, and was quickly blown away. The half of his face behind the smoke was blurred, but he was still very handsome. looks.

Dressed almost in black, the man is tall and straight, but a little thin. He is obviously not very old, but it is strange that he has a strong aura.

The man looked at Ji Xing, his pair of peach blossom eyes that can be described as "beautiful" slightly narrowed, revealing a purely polite, light smile that couldn't be softer.

Fuck, why is there someone here.

Before Ji Xing could react, the man had already pressed out the cigarette on the window sill, turned around and left.

That was the first time Ji Xing and Zhu Lan met, in the narrow stairwell in winter, separated by a piece of smoke that had not been dispersed and the cold wind whizzing past the window.

***

"My ancestor, I didn't even see you when you returned to China. Where is he now? Can you tell me? I'll wait for you until all the flowers are gone. I can't let me wait for you until the next day." The season...it's too cruel, I'll sing you a song on the spot, flowers will bloom again...you can't come here to report, those old guys in the club are going to make me bald, look at you, I'm just doing it now With such a large amount of hair in one stroke, the danger of receding hairline, young people like you don't understand, I haven't told you that I lose more when I wash my hair..."

Zhu Lan lay on the sofa with her feet up, interrupting Zhou Zhou, the manager of the FL branch of the CNG club.

"Manager Zhou, I haven't seen you for two years. You are getting better and better. How does your hair loss have something to do with me? I have never seen you have excess hair at any time. Haven't you been bald since you were young?"

Zhou Zhou was ridiculed for failing to succeed in the routine, and rolled his eyes because of being stalked: "God Lan, I haven't seen you for two years, and your poisonous mouth is getting better and better. I don't take you like this. You are a personal attack. I want to join the alliance." accuse you!"

He shouldn't expect this guy to have any brilliance of humanity and morality at all!

Zhu Lan smiled lowly on the other end of the phone: "Okay, I'll go tomorrow, what's the rush?"

He and Zhou Zhou knew each other a few years ago. When he first entered the industry, Zhou Zhou wanted to recruit him to join the CNG club. However, Zhu Lan stayed in Europe due to personal reasons. Even now, Zhou Zhou sighs when he thinks about it, and he can't wait to put him in the CNG club. Thighs slap green.

The two get along well in private, and because they are both in the same industry, even if Zhu Lan was not in China for the past few years, the contact was not interrupted.It was so easy for this great god to decide to return to the country. Of course, Zhou Zhou couldn't let him go to another team. He sent an invitation to Zhu Lan early on, coerced and lured him in turn, and used all kinds of means. It was close to death.

Zhu Lan was not a person who would make decisions based on personal relationships, but after looking through the pile of invitations, it was true that CNG was the most suitable one, so she simply signed.

"It's a deal, I'll be here tomorrow." Zhou Zhou got the answer he wanted, fearing that the ancestor would regret it again, and stop talking about it like a mother-in-law, so he immediately answered.

Zhu Lan agreed and was about to hang up, when Zhou Zhou called out again: "Wait, wait, I forgot to ask, where are you now?"

Zhu Lan is not a native of Yangcheng, and there are no relatives here at home. She has been back to China for several days, let alone a shadow, and she has not even seen a hair. .

Zhu Lan turned on the hands-free, put the phone on the armrest of the sofa, got up and opened the window a little, overlooking a section of gently flowing river, the wind from the tall buildings blowing in, although it was cold, it was refreshing Qi Shuang: "On the riverside."

"Are you going to jump into the river? It's not Lanshen, so come here first and sign the contract."

"Won't it be a big loss for you to jump after I sign the contract?"

"Then how can it be? After you sign the contract, you will be born as a member of CNG and die as a ghost of CNG. Even if you jump into the river, I will bring the remaining four people and the auntie of the base. Fish you out of the river," Zhou Zhou said righteously, "I paid a lot of money to dig you here, and you will be exhibited at the entrance of the base in the future."

Zhu Lan: ...

"Can't you just stop me from jumping into the river?"

Zhou Zhou burst out laughing: "Okay, okay, I will tie you to the base before you can't think about it, okay? Don't be poor, honestly, where are you?"

Zhu Lan poured a cup of coffee, lay back on the sofa again, and kicked all kinds of cardboard boxes on the floor with her slippers hooked on her toes: "I really didn't lie to you, it's on the riverside. I live here."

"Oh, move fast enough, God Lan, are you going to settle down in Yangcheng?" Zhou Zhou really felt that he couldn't experience the happiness of these rich people, "No, I said that you people are typical rich people who make money randomly. , bought a house before returning to China?"

Zhu Lan didn't answer. He took a sip of the coffee, frowned at the bitterness, and ran to the kitchen to get sugar in his slippers.

The unopened box of sugar cubes was placed by the window, Zhu Lan reached for it, and was suddenly attracted by a white figure downstairs.

The man was tall and slender, with his back facing the community and walking outside, only showing his back.The white clothes are flying in the wind, like a butterfly spreading its wings, which is particularly conspicuous in the deep black and gray in winter.

—Whose child?wear so thin.

"……Hey?"

"Hello? Zhu Lan? Are you disconnected?"

Zhou Zhou was still whistling on the other end of the phone, Zhu Lan agreed a few words, and when he turned his head again, the man had disappeared.

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There are so many exams in the past two weeks, and the update time is not stable. The author who is not fast enough will kneel here orz

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