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

In the end, Ji Xing followed Zhu Lan back to his room.

Zhu Lan is really gentle when he is gentle, but he is also really arrogant when he is arrogant, but he has strength and capital, so people can't find his fault.

The captain is too authoritative, in the circle? Domineering? After all these years, no one dares to mess with him.

...but is this authority being used in the wrong place?Just now he clearly said that even if he was the captain, he wouldn't handle everything.

Ji Xing followed behind him, unable to bear the slander.

Zhu Lan's room was right next to him, and it took only a short time to cross a corridor. He didn't pull out the room card when he just came out, and the room was still bright.

"Are you hungry? Eat first?" Zhu Lan pushed his suitcase to the side and put it down, asking.

"Not hungry," Ji Xing shook his head and said, "Can I... take a shower first?"

Zhu Lan nodded, turned on the light in the bathroom, and reminded him: "It's slippery inside, be careful."

Ji Xing opened the suitcase and took out two changes of clothes from it.

He didn’t bring much stuff when he came out this time. It was in a 30-inch suitcase? It was just stuffed? A set of team uniforms, two coats and two sets of private clothes. The suitcase was not full, and a large part was empty. Clothes I can't fix it either, and it's all built inside? It seems to be running around.

It’s okay if he lives alone, what’s the big deal? Put everything on the bed and look for it slowly, but at this moment...Ji Xing is a bit difficult to start with a suitcase of messy things.

He's looking for panties.

I should have found a vacuum bag to pack it in advance... Ji Xing squatted in front of the suitcase, a bit regretful.

It may be that he stared at the suitcase for too long. Zhu Lan, who was leaning on the side and playing with her mobile phone, noticed something. Laughed?

Although Captain Zhu is not a man, he still has a gentleman's demeanor.

He stood up straight from the leaning door frame, put his mobile phone into his pocket?, said to Ji Xing, "wash slowly, don't worry", then turned around and opened the door to go out.

Ji Xing watched Zhu Lan lead the door, and heaved a sigh of relief as if he had been amnesty. He found his underwear among the piles of clothes, and hurried into the bathroom.

In the bathroom? It's still warm. It should be that Zhu Lan just took a shower and didn't turn on the ventilation. The mist on the mirror hasn't dissipated yet, and it's hazy.

Zhu Lan is obsessed with cleanliness, and she has a childish problem. Towels and bath towels, including toothbrush, facial cleanser, aftershave lotion, shower gel, etc., are never used in the hotel. They are all brought by themselves and placed on the counter.

Ji Xing quickly took a shower and was about to use the shower gel sent by the hotel, but when he looked over, the box of shower gel was already empty?

Normally, I can endure without shower gel for a day, but today I just got off the plane and my body is covered in dust.

Did Ji Xing meditate under the shower? After a while, did he reach for it? Zhu Lan's shower gel.

Use a little...it shouldn't be discovered, right?

People who are obsessed with cleanliness generally don't like others to touch their things, not to mention Zhu Lan's young master? Master's fault Ji Xing learned about it two years ago.Ji Xing felt guilty, picked up his clothes and smelled it several times after taking a shower, and didn't feel that smell anymore? Only then did he leave the bathroom.

Zhu Lan came back soon.

Ji Xing thought he was going out to discuss with Lu Kai about the competition, but he was carrying two takeaway lunch boxes.

"Done?? Finished? Just in time for dinner." Zhu Lan put the takeout box on the table.

Ji Xing looked at the takeaway boxes on a table: "Didn't Manager Zhou and the others bring them? Did the food come back? Why..."

"The things in the corridor just dragged on for so long, and it was already cold." Zhu Lan opened the takeaway box, picked the burrs off the chopsticks again, and handed Ji Xing a pair, "Aren't you uncomfortable on the plane? You ate it cold." ?uncomfortable."

Ji Xing took the chopsticks.

It’s so late, all the restaurants have closed long ago, Zhu Lan doesn’t know where to buy the supper, the packaging is very expensive, inside there is a whole box of crab rice steamed buns, two bowls of fish porridge, A box of fresh strawberries and even two small cakes with different flavors.

"I didn't buy the spicy ones, I'm afraid your stomach will be upset," Zhu Lan said, "You should be able to eat them all, right?"

More than edible.

It is simply bought according to the taste of the travelogue.

Ji Xing looked at a table full of things, and thought in a trance that the night Zhu Lan brought home two years ago seemed to overlap with the current scene.

He was hit by a car that day, and his clothes were gray and black. He had just met Zhu Lan at that time, and he felt that Zhu Lan was sick from the bottom of his heart, so he didn't eat anything, so he went to wash without saying anything. up? Take a shower.

The two of them didn't eat much that day, and they were strangers with little friendship. Ji Xing thought that Zhu Lan would eat first when he took a shower, but after washing, nothing on the table was moved at all, and Zhu Lan was waiting for him in the same way. .

——Has he waited? How long has he been?

Ji Xing felt a little sour.

Although he is young, he actually has a long-term understanding of the world. The years in China before the age of 17, including those days when he went to Europe after the age of 17...Because no one treats him well, he has long been used to having no one behind him. The taste of waiting.

It was even more so during the time when he and Zhu Lan had collapsed. Every time he thought about it in Europe, he told himself this every time—it doesn’t matter. It is a person who is in line with the normal situation and has been waiting in place. He is either a fool or a lunatic.

But he really met? Zhu Lan is a lunatic, and he doesn't know what to do.

Neither of them like to talk when eating, and Ji Xing's mind is in a mess, and he can't think of anything to say.It was almost twelve o'clock after sitting and drinking porridge like this.

"Go to bed early," Zhu Lan tidied up the things she had put on the bed before, and gave them to Ji Xing cleanly, "You sleep here, I'll just sleep on the sofa."

Ji Xing saw that Zhu Lan was about to go to the sofa with the pillow in his arms, and quickly said: "No, no, this is your room... I can sleep on the sofa, I can sleep on the sofa."

"I know you can sleep on the sofa." Zhu Lan looked at the person who quickly ran to the front of the sofa and stood there refusing to leave, and smiled. Uncomfortable? I let you sleep on the sofa, isn't it too old and bastard?"

"It's okay," Ji Xing stood in front of the sofa without moving his nest, "I'll just sleep here, my waist is good, it doesn't hurt to sleep on the sofa, it's okay."

"It sounds like someone with a bad waist," Zhu Lan curled up her lips, "Are you mocking me? Or should I let you try it now?"

Ji Xing was stunned for a long time before realizing that Zhu Lan was talking nasty things to him, and his ears burst into red.

He couldn't talk about Zhu Lan, and he couldn't play hooligans. He couldn't find anything to refute the other party for a while, so he stood there with his red ears on his back.

"Okay, Ji Shen, I'm going to be sleepy if I continue to be stubborn," Zhu Lan said. "Respecting the old and loving the young are the traditional virtues of the Chinese nation. It's rare for me to want to be a person. Can you let me change my ways?"

"No..." Ji Xing whispered, "I can't squeeze into your room and grab your bed, I'm not that kind of person."

Zhu Lan was so cute by his appearance, her eyes couldn't help but smile: "Okay, got it? You are a polite and civilized kid, and then what? Are you really going to let me stand here? One night? Let me explain that I am not an owl, I can't sleep standing up."

Ji Xing stiffened his neck, blushed for a while and insisted: "Sleep on the bed."

... Fuck.

Zhu Lan closed her eyes and cursed secretly in her heart.

If I didn't like Ji Xing too much... I really am in the monk's temple? How long? I have cultivated my body and mind for so long, and I can still bear it with such a treasure at this time.

"It's fine to sleep on the bed. I sleep very well. I don't move around, and I won't grab your quilt," Ji Xing was still chattering, his ears were almost burnt? The color of a crayfish, he didn't dare to look at Zhu Lan, "Put a pillow in the middle of the bed...is that okay?"

Ji Shen looked cold on the surface, but in his heart, he was still that innocent high school student who only thought about not letting Zhu Lan sleep on the sofa, without realizing that his words were almost an invitation.

Zhu Lan felt that if he refused again at this time, he would not be a man at all—what did he learn badly during the two years when he was sent to Europe?How can you be so seductive?

He pinched it with hatred? He touched Ji Xing's earlobe, almost gnashing his teeth: "Okay, why not?"

Seeing Zhu Lan throwing the pillow back on the bed again, Ji Xing breathed a sigh of relief.

He rubbed the earlobe that was pinched just now, and walked over.

This is a single room after all. Although the bed is big, it is not so big that two people can roll around freely. Zhu Lan is tall and has long legs. The half of the bed is slightly sunken because Zhu Lan is lying down. Just enough for Ji Xing to lie down carefully.

"Not used to it?" Zhu Lan looked at Ji Xing lying like a mummy, a little funny, "It's fine if you don't sleep well? I'll wake up tomorrow with back pain, I told you? I'm sleeping on the sofa..."

"I can," Ji Xing watched him move, afraid that he would really go to sleep on the sofa again, "I really can, I sleep really well... sleep? I won't move."

Having said that, Ji Xing himself is actually awkward.

It's not like he hasn't shared a room with a boy before. When he was in Europe, he booked a room for two every time he went out to compete, and he stayed there as usual. He didn't think it was a problem.

But this person is Zhu Lan... Thinking of Zhu Lan being so close to him, Ji Xing's ears couldn't stop getting hot.

He was afraid that Zhu Lan would see him, so he turned over and buried himself in the quilt with his back to Zhu Lan.

Turning over like this, the back is almost attached to Zhu Lan's arm?

Ji Xing pretended nothing happened and moved forward.

Without moving twice, Zhu Lan said softly behind her: "The smell on your body..."

Ji Xing froze.

He forgot that he used Zhu Lan's shower gel when he took a shower.

"I didn't intend to use it," Ji Xing didn't know what he was explaining, "I found out that the hotel's shower gel was gone when I was taking a shower? I was covered in dust on the plane, so I just used it."

"It's okay, I'm not scolding you, you can touch my things casually."

After Zhu Lan finished speaking, she laughed first? ——What bottom line, what kind of cleanliness, what kind of messy habit, did you meet him? Also planted so willingly.

Who will believe it?

I am afraid that if I continue to talk about it, I am afraid that I will wipe my gun and go off. Zhu Lan restrained himself and dared not challenge his weak will when facing Ji Xing, so he pulled the quilt towards Ji Xing and forced himself to close his eyes. .

Ji Xing was piled up for no reason? A pile of quilts made him even hotter.

He didn't dare to move, and waited for a long time. He heard the breathing behind his back gradually calm down, and then turned over carefully.

Zhu Lan's profile is close at hand.

Looking at it from Ji Xing's point of view, you can see the small mole of tears under the corner of his eye, the eyes that usually have a casual smile are closed, but the curvature of the end of the eye is more obvious because of this.With a single moving picture, you can madly slaughter the faces of the major forums in the e-sports circle. You can't fake it. Looking at it from such a close distance, Ji Xing's breathing is stagnant for a few minutes?

In his mind? Suddenly, the sentence that Zhu Lan heard people discuss in Europe - who is worthy of such a proud son of heaven?

Ji Xing suddenly wanted to reach out and touch the tear mole.

When they were about to touch each other in the next second, they suddenly retracted as if they were being burned.

——What are you doing?Are you crazy?

While scolding himself for being obsessed with lust, he turned back and shrank himself under the quilt? He pinched his burning earlobe.

For some reason, what the boy said to himself in the corridor before surfaced again—"I really like you very much."

The weight of the word "like" is really very heavy.Ji Xing thought.

Ji Xing dare not bear the liking of such a stranger. In his 19 years of life, he has never thought of anyone like this.

But at this moment, with his back to Zhu Lan, watching the neon lights cast flickering light and shadows on the glass window in front of him, he went crazy and felt that if that person was really Zhu Lan, he didn't seem to be unacceptable.