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

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Xu Shi squatted for a long time, and He Qingyang's calf was a little stiff.He moved his ankle slightly, staring straight at Jiang Sizhen.

Jiang Sizhen's face trembled, his cheeks bulged, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, he bit the sugar into pieces with a bang, and said, "Is there something on my face?"

Jiang Sizhen touched his face, with a little doubt in his tone.

"No," He Qingyang shook his head. He stretched out his hand to Jiang Sizhen, with his white palm spread out on it. His voice was very low. When he heard it suddenly, it gave people the illusion that he was acting like a baby.

"Give me a hand, my legs are numb and I can't get up."

Jiang Sizhen's palms were cold, and they were not smooth and tight to the touch, and the hairs were as rough as a callus.

He Qingyang ticked Jiang Sizhen's fingertips quietly, and he suddenly felt that he was hopeless.

Jiang Sizhen is really a very capable person. He is obviously disappointed in him, but he can always give him a fatal blow at the right time, so that his heart is full of softness and tenderness for him again.

He Qingyang rummaged in his backpack for a while, and took out a hand warmer.

This hand warmer is a new one he bought. Recently, this two-in-one power bank and hand warmer has become very popular in the WG base.He bought two out of curiosity. The hand warmers were heavy, and they weighed a lot in his bag.

This kind of 'high-tech' rechargeable hand warmer, shouldn't be like the previous one, so that his hands are covered with carbon residue.

Because he ordered two, the store also printed two sentences on the hand warmer very "intimately".

"Hold your hand and grow old with your son."

"Holding hands once will last forever."

This merchant is really sharp enough.He Qingyang thought dumbfoundedly.

He held the 'Forever' hand warmer and shook it in his hand, "Here, here it is for you."

He handed it to Jiang Sizhen: "Don't get me wrong, this is wholesale from Manager Liu, he urged you to go back to Jianghu for emergency."

"If you don't go back, our WG will really send it."

At the same time, he also showed Jiang Sizhen the hand warmer from 'Growing Old Together'.

"Look, I also have the same model, both bought by Manager Liu."

Then he said too much as if avoiding suspicion, "Don't get me wrong."

"...There is no misunderstanding."

All the way out of the vegetable market, the chirping of uncles and aunts never stopped.

Countless pairs of searching eyes lingered on He Qingyang and Jiang Sizhen.

He Qingyang just pretended not to see it.

……

It was completely dark and the snow was falling a little.

But the howling cold wind outside made He Qingyang's cheeks extremely dry. He shrank his head into the scarf like a turtle, and felt a little warmth.

Jiang Sizhen's scarf was very thick and soft, with thick stitches. According to He Qingyang's poor eyesight, it should be a hand-woven scarf.

Maybe some girl knit it.

He Qingyang never admits that he smelled the sour smell from his heart after being single for 18 years.

He buried his head deeply inside the scarf again, and finally all the cold air he breathed into his lungs was completely expelled.

Wait, no—

He Qingyang snuffed his nose vigorously and sniffed it. His clogged nose smelled an extremely small smell of tobacco.

The smell of tobacco is very deep, light and shallow, and you can't smell it if you don't concentrate on smelling it.

This is how the same thing?

He Qingyang wanted to ask, but he opened his mouth, his mouth seemed to be chewed full of ice cubes, his tongue was frozen stiff, but he couldn't say anything.

There is no need to ask, the villain in his heart told him that Jiang Sizhen is a saw-mouth gourd, did you see that he told you about the loan shark?Did you see that he told you that he asked for leave for something at home?Did you see him smoking to let you know?

Don't take yourself too seriously, Jiang Sizhen doesn't regard you as a buddy at all!

He Qingyang kicked the snow on the ground as if venting his anger, and the snow soaked deeper into his sneakers, making his feet cold and wet, as if he had stepped on a muddy swamp.

"Here we are." Jiang Sizhen stopped in front of a house, and he called out to He Qingyang who was kicking his legs and walking forward.

"Is it here?" He Qingyang turned his head to look at the house, and saw the rusty shutter door and the familiar bright red slogan "No parking in front of the garage door" - this is not a residential building, this is clearly a garage!

"Isn't this a garage? What did you bring me to the garage for?"

Jiang Sizhen shook his head and said, "It's not a garage, this is my home."

He took out the key and was about to open the door, but the rolling door suddenly opened from the inside.

A piercing sound of '唰' hit the eardrums.

A cut-cut guy with the exact same cut as Jiang Sizhen when we first met poked out of the garage.

"Jiang Sizhen, are you back?" Bancuntou was young, about [-] or [-] years old, but he spoke with an adult accent, which sounded weird.

"If you have money, if you don't send it home, you will buy something that is useless." Bancuntou took out a thing and shook it in front of Jiang Sizhen's eyes, then put it back into his pocket.

"This thing costs more than 300 yuan?" Bancuntou said loudly, "You have no money at home and you still buy this mess—"

Crap?

He Qingyang squinted his eyes and recalled the round smooth cylinder that Bancuntou was holding just now, and felt a little familiar.

"I didn't buy it," Jiang Sizhen lowered his head and said, he hunched over in front of this boy who was obviously younger than him, looking submissive, "it was a gift from someone else."

Ban Cun Tou snorted coldly: "Is there someone else who gave you something? I saw that you were scolded all over the Internet. Who is blind and gave you such an expensive thing?"

"Or," Bancuntou rolled his eyes and speculated maliciously, "This lip balm doesn't look like new, so you probably picked it up in the trash?"

"—Jiang Xuan!"

Jiang Si really seemed to have heard some incredible words, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes under the glasses were fixed on Bancuntou, red bloodshot eyes covered his entire eyeballs.

"Think twice when you speak." His voice was hoarse, and these five words were like a warning that popped out from between his lips|teeth.

Bancuntou was not afraid, he stretched his neck and glanced into the garage, screaming: "Mom—Jiang Sizhen, that bastard brought the man back!"

"He still bullies me!"

He Qingyang rubbed his ears. Apart from going to kindergarten, he had never heard a boy who could make such a high-decibel dolphin sound.

And, "What happened to bringing the man back?"

He Qingyang kicked the snow on the ground casually, he kicked very hard and found the direction very accurately.A large amount of snow splashed onto Bancuntou's trousers, and Bancuntou screamed again, then stared at He Qingyang with angry eyes.

"Why, I'm his friend, so I can't find him anymore?"

"And," He Qingyang raised his chin, "I gave Jiang Sizhen that lip balm in your pocket."

He grinned slowly, revealing a nasty, mocking grin.

"Little brother, has anyone told you not to take other people's things without authorization—"

"It's very impolite. Children who are impolite will be taught a good lesson."