[E-sports] On the road is not a two-way road!

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The man turned his head in response, revealing his face buried in the velvet white scarf.

"..."

"Why did you come here?"

Jiang Sizhen opened his eyes wide in astonishment, the light from the flashlight in He Qingyang's hand hit his face, making his face as pale as the snow on the ground.

The bright light of the flashlight was extremely dazzling, Jiang Sizhen closed his eyes, he felt dizzy, and he was almost out of breath due to lack of oxygen.

He opened his eyes again, and the pupils still had circles of white halos that had just been stimulated by the light.

"...Didn't you see that I sent you a chat message?" He Qingyang asked him back. He turned off the switch of the flashlight and put it in his pocket, "I said I would come to you today."

He walked towards Jiang Sizhen slowly, without the lighting of the flashlight, the aisle looked deep and narrow.He walked carefully, the sneakers were too thin, and the melted snow seeped in from the gaps in the soles, wet the cotton socks.

"Won't you welcome me?"

Jiang Sizhen straightened his back and did not move.

He Qingyang didn't know which Baidu Encyclopedia had seen it before, it was clearly the aggressive and defensive posture of a beast.

So he shrugged his shoulders pretending to be helpless, as if joking with an old friend, "You don't welcome me so much?"

He saw Jiang Sizhen's face turn red bit by bit.

"No, no." Jiang Sizhen bit his lip, his lips were still easy to peel and cut, and when he bit hard like this, his lips were dyed as if they were painted with bright lipstick.

"I don't welcome you."

But your expression doesn't say that, He Qingyang thought, Jiang Sizhen saw his expression, as if he had gone home alone in the middle of the night and saw a ghost, or in other words, a penniless gambler saw a debt collector.

It's really apt.

"Then can you invite me to visit your house?" He Qingyang pushed forward.

Jiang Sizhen's expression was very embarrassed, and his lips were pursed into a thin straight line.

"I didn't bring my mobile phone out," he said reluctantly, "My parents are not ready to receive guests."

He Qingyang had never felt that he had such a low EQ. He pretended not to hear Jiang Sizhen's implication, and said cheekily, "There is no need to treat me as a guest, just treat me as a family member. What is the relationship between us..."

He shook his head to shake the snow off his hat.

Maybe God couldn't bear to see him running the train with his mouth full, and the cold came all the way from his back, and he couldn't help sneezing several times.

He Qingyang covered his mouth and coughed in embarrassment, and the cap on his head fell off because of his violent movements. After he finally stopped coughing, he raised his head while sucking his blocked nose, and saw a hand.

Jiang Sizhen didn't know when he walked in front of him, holding a thick and plush white scarf with his slender fingers.

"I said you shouldn't have come here."

"I don't need it." He Qingyang wrapped his down jacket tightly, his voice muffled.

The soft scarf was draped over He Qingyang's shoulders. Jiang Sizhen wrapped the scarf around He Qingyang's neck involuntarily because he was a little taller than him and because He Qingyang was still in the circle without recovering.

He Qingyang didn't struggle either, he just stretched out his hand and pulled the scarf slightly, smiling with crooked eyebrows.

"No wonder you can't find a girlfriend, just the way you wear the scarf—" He Qingyang paused, sticking out his tongue and making a suffocated expression, "You want to strangle me to death, and then inherit my 30 inheritance ?"

30 inheritance?

He Qingyang's words are really ugly and heartbreaking.

Jiang Sizhen would pretend to be dumb at this time, he let go of his hand without saying a word, and then walked in a direction silently.

As he got closer, He Qingyang realized that Jiang Sizhen's face was as pale as a crisp piece of paper, and his hands had not yet been tucked into his sleeves, and his fingers exposed to the cold wind had already developed red and purple frostbite.

"Why are you going?" He Qingyang saw that Jiang Sizhen was going in the wrong direction, which was obviously not the way to go into the community.

"Buying vegetables," Jiang Sizhen stopped and waited for him, glanced at him lightly, and replied, "Didn't you say you want to come to my house for dinner?"

It was a magical experience to go grocery shopping with Jiang Sizhen.

It's getting late now, but the vegetable market is still lively.He Qingyang followed Jiang Sizhen step by step, looking at the vegetable market curiously.

In fact, this vegetable market can't be called a 'field', only a little bit of land, meat and vegetables are crowded together, and the air is full of various smells, mixed with the fishy smell of meat and the bitter taste of white radish.

When He Qingyang followed Jiang Sizhen into the vegetable market, the keen observation skills he developed in the game made him notice a small detail.

When almost all the sellers see him, there will always be a moment of astonishment, disbelief and disgust on their expressions.

what on earth is it?

He Qingyang touched his chin. Due to the high-intensity staying up late some time ago, there were tiny stubbles protruding from his chin, which felt prickly to the touch.

He didn't think that he was famous enough that all the uncles and aunts selling vegetables knew him.

E-sports players are not stars, and there are only a few who have made it out of the circle. KW's Spike is one, but he certainly doesn't count. There is no reason why others will know him, except for some hard-hitting keyboards on the Internet. Heroes and trolls.

He Qingyang is still very concerned about how much he weighs.

"Jiang Sizhen, why are they all looking at me?" He Qingyang stretched out his hand and grabbed the hem of Jiang Sizhen's clothes, and while he turned his head, leaned into his ear and asked softly, "Is it because of what you did?"

Only this reason can explain it.

These uncles and aunts were definitely not shocked because he was He Qingyang, but because he was walking with Jiang Sizhen, just like the uncle driver they met in the afternoon.

"I didn't do anything," Jiang Sizhen avoided his gaze and asserted, "You are thinking too much."

Am I really thinking too much?He Qingyang was noncommittal.

……

Jiang Sizhen didn't bring his mobile phone, so he could only pay with banknotes. Taking advantage of the time he paid, He Qingyang walked slowly to a booth next to him like a little old man.

There is a girl next to this booth, she is not afraid of strangers, she just sits on a small bench and plays with the snow dug from outside. The snow has already started to melt, and half of her body has turned into water, dripping down.

The girl pursed her lips as if she was about to cry.

He Qingyang hurriedly took out a candy from his pocket and handed it to her. He didn't know when he put this candy in his pocket.

The girl glanced at him, but didn't answer, her immature face was full of distrust, did she regard him as a human trafficker?He Qingyang wanted to cry but had no tears.

He squatted down halfway, raised his face to look at the girl sitting on the small bench, and said with a serious face: "Tell brother, why can't I walk with this brother?"

He pointed to Jiang Sizhen's back, raised the candy in his hand, and said in a persuasive manner.

"This candy is delicious."

The packaging of the candy looks really good. The translucent candy paper reflects colorful light under the lighting, and the orange balls are bulging to reveal the full belly.

The girl's heart was moved, she looked at the candy in He Qingyang's hand, and said in a childish voice: "Jiang Si is really a pervert, if you don't learn well, you will be bad—"

The girl pointed to her head clumsily, and said mysteriously, "Mom told me that there is something wrong with him."

It is said that children are the most naive, so these unsound words must have been taught to her by adults.

Thinking of the words of the driver uncle and the debt collection call, He Qingyang felt as if he had never known Jiang Sizhen before.

He sighed heavily and handed the candy to the girl.

"thank you."

"—Xiao Nan! Don't eat dirty food!" The proprietress sitting on the booth stared and scolded.

"Be careful to eat diarrhea!"

The girl agreed unhappily, and turned away from looking at the candy in He Qingyang's hand.

The roar of the east lion from the proprietress attracted the attention of most people in the vegetable market.

"What's going on?" Jiang Sizhen hurried over with a few big bags of vegetables. At this time, He Qingyang was still squatting on the ground, and the candy was still spread quietly in the palm of his hand.

There was a rustling sound of plastic bags, and a cool feeling came from the palm of my hand.

He Qingyang raised his head and saw Jiang Sizhen casually put the plastic bags carrying vegetables on the ground. He peeled off the candy wrapper and put the orange-red candy in his mouth.

"It's delicious," he said with sugar in his mouth, his voice was a bit vague, but He Qingyang could hear clearly——

"How can you have diarrhea after eating such delicious candy?"

[The author has something to say: Jiang Sizhen: How can you have diarrhea after eating such delicious candy?

He Qingyang: How can such a gentle person be a pervert? 】