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

Two months of death training passed quickly, and the World Invitational Tournament is about to begin.

From Yangcheng to Manchester, England, with two terminals in between, the flight time is 21 hours in total.

Zhou Zhou took the deducted salary of Zhu Lan and upgraded everyone to the cabin. The cabin is so spacious that you can stretch your legs, and there is a small table for snacks and drinks.

Mao Mao and Yuan Xing were playing cards behind the seats. The two lowered their voices and did not delay the quarrel. They were so excited that they wanted to fight. At first, they thought it was a high-end card game, but it turned out that they were playing a small game cat fishing.

Ji Xing sat by the porthole as usual.

Fear of heights is a physiological reaction that cannot be overcome, but the last time I flew to Jing'an with Zhu Lan, the sense of fear was really weakened. The dizziness is still dizziness, but no longer? I feel panicky in my heart.

Zhu Lan sat next to him, pulled a blanket for him, and asked, "Do you want some water?"

Ji Xing shook his head, pulled the blanket up, almost buried his entire chin, and said, "Don't drink."

In the past two months, the club has been busy up and down, Ji Xing is the most diligent, and he has been seriously implementing the death training form for two months.

If he used this intensity to toss vigorously as usual, he would lose three to five catties to say the least. As a result, after two months of training this time, not only did he not lose weight, but his pointed chin I was brought back a little bit, and looked more and more like a fluffy cat.

Zhu Lan watched him hide himself in the blanket, a little funny: "Have you seen? Have you ever seen the air box?"

Ji Xing turned his head: "Huh?"

"It's about [-] to [-] centimeters long and [-] to [-] centimeters high," Zhu Lan gestured, and said, "Kittens like to hide themselves inside."

"...I'm not a cat." Ji Xing said in a muffled voice under the blanket.

"Yes, of course you are not," Zhu Lan laughed, "If you really want to be a cat, I can take you with me wherever I go, blatantly put it in my pocket and hold you in my arms, so I don't need to want to hold you now Every hand has to take into account whether there are people on the left or right, Ji Shen is so thin-skinned, will he be shy?"

Ji Xing choked?

His hands were also hidden in the blanket, with only a little bit of fingertips exposed, numb from the wind from the air conditioner.

Zhu Lan turned slightly sideways in the large chair, hooked his fingertips, and said softly: "It's been a few days, you've been in this state for a few days before you got on the plane, restless , talk? Not very energetic, what's wrong?"

Ji Xing blinked.

It was as if he was suddenly aroused by Zhu Lan's words. Those thoughts that had been churning in his heart for many days were suddenly broken through a hole, and they couldn't be suppressed, so he had to hurriedly put his head aside. .

Under the wing? The scene flies by.

Looking at it from a height of [-] meters? Go, what? Cars and people have turned into a thousand feet of dust, and you can’t see it for a long time.The mist has not dissipated, and through the thin layer of mist, you can see? A piece of dark blue, not the sea, but the mountains and haze, undulating and continuous into one piece, connecting with the sky further away.

Ji Xing this is the second time to take this flight.

The host venue of this World Invitational Tournament is scheduled to be in Manchester City, England, which happens to be where his former team is located.

He was 17 years old when he got on this flight for the first time. He was full of resentment and couldn't find an exit. He was like a moth whose wings had been pulled out. He just wanted to escape? This place, too? No matter what? Language No way, the destination of life is such a problem.

The flight of more than 20 hours is enough to make some dreams. He sat alone among a group of strangers. The centrifugal force of the take-off almost tore his heart apart.

When I was in a daze, my mind was full of Zhu Lan.

Ji Xing thought about it? I didn't know where to start with my state of mind at that time. I didn't say anything for a long time, my fingers were held in Zhu Lan's hand, the cool wind was blocked, and I could only feel the temperature in Zhu Lan's palm, which made him feel warm. Curled his hands.

Zhu Lan held him unhurriedly, as if she was afraid of disturbing something, and quietly waited for him to speak, see? .Don't want to say?..."

"I was wondering," Ji Xing said, "Have you traveled this road many times?"

Zhu Lan's voice faltered, and she raised her eyes suddenly.

"You stayed in T&C for three years before, so you should have traveled this flight too?" Ji Xing said in a bit of a mess, but he didn't stop. "When I got on this plane for the first time, my mind was full of I was always thinking about this matter, thinking about what you are like when you fly, whether you can sleep or read a book or play games, but then I found that I couldn’t think of it.”

Zhu Lan's eyes were complex: "You..."

"It's funny, isn't it? But I was stubborn at the time...and I am still now," Ji Xing said in a low voice, "I always feel that the two of us should walk this road together."

Instead of going back and forth, joining in the bustling crowd, but always thinking about the person who is not there.

Ji Xing was halfway through, thinking how did he get here, talking about this paragraph, Zhu Lan should be worse than himself, right?So he coughed lightly again, took his hand out of the blanket, and gestured towards the porthole: "It was the first time for me to take such a long flight, I couldn't sleep, I was just thinking about it, and I was shaking from the back In fact, it won't be soon..."

The voice was cut off in the middle, and the corners of his Zhang Zhang He He were gently sucked by Zhu Lan.

The seat was fluffy and wide, and Ji Xing's whole body was sunken in it. Zhu Lan turned half of her body sideways, held the hand he had just withdrawn again, interlocked her fingers on the back of the chair, and bowed her head to kiss him.

The space became narrow all of a sudden, Ji Xing was wrapped in Zhu Lan's arms, with a hot chest in front and nowhere to hide behind.

He raised his head, and before he could close his eyes, he felt his teeth being gently pried open inch by inch.

It was a precious and precious kiss, worth thousands of parting sorrows.

Ji Xing's chest heaved and heaved, feeling that the oxygen in the high altitude was thin, and he was about to be unable to breathe, so he turned his head to the side: "You..."

"It's my fault," Zhu Lan backed away a little, rubbing the tip of her nose against his, and her eyes, always with a mocking smile, looked like a gentle and deep lake against the skylight outside the window, "I should always Those who are with you shouldn't let you have these regrets..."

"...No regrets," Ji Xing gasped for a moment, then whispered, "I have no regrets."

Zhu Lan was taken aback for a moment, then looked down at the person in her arms.

"I used to... really feel sorry for you, maybe? I was angry with you," Ji Xing said, "but now I don't regret it at all."

Mistakes are for a better reunion.

Going round and round, the person who should meet you will always meet you.

Ji Xing rubbed against the back of Zhu Lan's hand, in a gesture of intimacy and even dependence: "I'm really happy to board this flight again now, with Manager Zhou, Mao Mao, Yuan Xing, and Coach Lu accompanying me , you are sitting next to it... I don't regret it at all, I will think about those too? It's just because...it's so perfect."

He has everything he should have and should not have, and the people who have passed by are now by his side.

After Ji Xing finished speaking, he was relieved. Those old things became a pot of old wine in a few sentences. When he swallowed it, there was no astringency or bitterness, and it rolled down his mouth and into his chest like a small ball of fire. The whole body is warm.

He propped up his upper body, leaned up a little from Zhu Lan's embrace, and kissed him back gently.

"...You too? Mine."

No one will give it.

The light and shadow in Zhu Lan's eyes flickered, and after a while, she smiled deeply.

He took off Ji Xing's hand that was on his arm, clasped his fingers together in his palm, and scraped the other hand along Ji Xing's tall nose bridge: "Little friend, you are very possessive. "

The posture was a bit sore, Ji Xing touched it? The corners of his lips fell back, and he simply smashed the jar, picked it up and slid down? The blanket that went away covered himself again, so that Zhu Lan could not see himself With a red face: "...forget it."

"You can act like a baby with me." Zhu Lan rubbed the blanket indiscriminately, pampering and helpless, "How can I not give it? You want it, what should I? Can't give it?"

Ji Xing was bored under the blanket? He couldn't help laughing.

He covered his face, and Zhu Lan also laughed when he heard behind him, and said something softly.

The voice was too soft, Ji Xing couldn't hear clearly, just as he was about to ask, he felt a light poke on his back.

Ji Xing lifted the blanket, revealing a pair of eyes.

"If you can't fall asleep, I'll show you a video." Zhu Lan looked at those gleaming eyes, and her heart softened.

"What? Video?" Ji Xing sat up, shaved his hair that was messed up by Zhu Lan just now, and asked.

"On the club's official website, there are cheering videos edited by fans themselves, wishing us a victory in the World Championship," Zhu Lan said, turning the phone sideways and zooming in on the screen, "Everyone has it, this is our two. personal."

The video is edited according to the timeline, starting from when Ji Xing joined the team.

"This is the first time you met me in a game when you joined CNG, right? At that time, you still lost your temper with me and fought for my head, remember?"

"Remember," Ji Xing sniffed, "you killed me at the end of this round."

Zhu Lan: "..."

"I used mk14." Ji Xing continued to add.

Lanshen was so happy, he accidentally lifted a rock and smashed his own foot, coughed in embarrassment, and quickly changed the subject: "Hey, look at this, the China qualifiers, that girl asked us why? It's not in the same box."

I do remember this travelogue.

He watched as Zhu Lan stopped to take a screenshot, and saved the picture to his phone. His ears were a little hot, and he stretched out his hand to flick the video backwards. This flick——

It just happened to slide to the scene of the Asian Invitational Singles Tournament.

The two were framed in the middle of the photo, looking around? There was a lot of voices and lights, he and Zhu Lan hugged tightly, the large team uniform jacket almost covered his whole body, only the dark red hair was left Looking at the camera, Zhu Lan's slender knuckles were clasped in it.

"I don't need to explain it." Zhu Lan looked at it for a while, then smiled slowly.

The chattering voices of the teammates behind him mixed with the video, making the noise so lively that sparks flew everywhere.

After Mao Mao and Yuan Xing finished fishing with a childish kitten, Lu Kai grabbed their ears and brought them up to discuss tactics. Zhou Zhou was like the teaching director, holding a roll of materials in his hand to supervise.

Ji Xing looked around and bumped into Zhu Lan's gentle smiling eyes.

The wings pierced through the clouds, drew a white line in the sky, and flew to the distant arena.

The bits and pieces from joining the team to the present are moving faster and faster in the BGM. Along the time, the past and the future are strung together in a flowing manner-finally, the big screen surrounds the surrounding area, and the "WIN" icon of FL illuminates the audience.

They still have a long way to go.

Those who meet will meet again, and the dream of a teenager will go forward and never end.

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The author has something to say:

This book ends here!

Regarding the ending, I thought about it for a long time, wrote many versions, and finally decided to stop here.

This is a pure flow of emotions. What I always want to write is "reunion after a broken mirror", a story about loss and finding.For Ji Xing, the flight to Europe was his beginning, so after finding everything, as he said, it was actually a "successful" end.I chose to untie this knot in my heart, turn around, and let the young man walk the rest of the way.

This is also my first book, the first time I wrote an article, I was actually apprehensive, I hope to write something that everyone likes, and I often think about how to express it, but there are still gaps and imperfections, which are my shortcomings .

I hope I can grow, and thank you, thank you, and thank you for your tolerance.

Becoming an author is the happiest thing for me in 2020. If this immature story can sweeten everyone or make everyone laugh at a certain moment, then this happiness will mean more to me.

Anyway, thank you all!

Thank you for your comments and follow-up updates, whether it is discussing the plot, pawing flowers, providing opinions, or wanting to pull my pigeon feathers (?, thank you very, very much. Hug each of you mua.

I also want to explain to everyone that there may be some revisions after this book. I am reviewing and adjusting the details. Generally speaking, the plot will not change. It doesn’t matter if you don’t read it~

"The Paper Rabbit Raised by the Movie Emperor Runs Away" will be released in March. It has been pushed before, so it will no longer be released. You can see it in the column, it is still a cookie. Interested children can bookmark ooo

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