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

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When Jiang Sizhen woke up, it was already noon.The sunlight shone on his body through the window, but it was extremely pale and weak, unable to warm his cold body at all.

He raised his arm with difficulty, and there was a dark brown scar on his arm.He spread his five fingers to cover his eyes. The sun was so dazzling that it made his eyes sour, and he almost couldn't stop the tears from pouring down.

"woke up?"

Song Chunan leaned against the window and smoked, the smoke was lingering, and the warm yellow sunlight shone on him, making him as holy as an angel.

But Jiang Sizhen knew that Angel would not smoke, and Angel would not force him to do such a thing.

"I'll take you home." Song Chunan approached Jiang Sizhen, squatted down, and stretched out his hand to him.

Jiang Sizhen looked at the small nail scar on Song Chunan's eyelid, and smiled with difficulty.

"Live..." Yes!

He coughed violently, and Song Chunan poked the cigarette end into his mouth forcefully without changing his expression, stopping what he was about to say.

"I don't like to hear it." He said casually, with a little force on his beautiful hand, he crushed the burning cigarette butt into his fragile mouth.

Jiang Sizhen frowned in pain.The cigarette butt was extinguished, and the fluttering ash was stuck in his throat.

He broke Song Chunan's hand away, and coughed heart-rendingly at his throat.

He spat out the sticky cigarette butt, and he felt several big bubbles in his fragile mouth, his throat was choked, and he couldn't speak.

"That's how you are obedient." Song Chunan smiled slightly, and stroked his head in an affectionate manner, just like comforting a frightened kitten or puppy.

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Song Chunan drove Jiang Sizhen back. The Xilin community has a strong New Year flavor, and red couplets are pasted on the door of every household.

Stopping at the familiar garage door, Jiang Sizhen no longer had the energy to think about how Song Chunan knew his home address.

He opened the car door as quickly as if he was fleeing, and breathed in the fresh air outside the car.

Spending another second alone with Song Chunan, he felt that his internal organs were slowly rotting away.

Song Chunan didn't care either, he rolled down the car window, revealing a fair and handsome face.

"Don't forget, I'll pick you up tomorrow—"

No matter how good-tempered Jiang Sizhen was, he couldn't help scolding his mother in his heart.

why?

Why did Song Chunan stare at him among so many students?

Is he special than others? !

He calmed down slowly, and then opened the door.

"crunch-"

A strong smell of alcohol came over his face, and Jiang Sizhen couldn't help covering his nose.

The small garage is messy, with wine bottles, broken snacks, and dirty clothes strewn everywhere.

Jiang Sizhen walked around on tiptoe, his stepmother and younger brother were not there, maybe he went back to his natal house to visit relatives.

Only his father was sleeping soundly on the sofa with a blushing face.

Jiang Sizhen picked up a place at random and sat in a daze.

It's not that he didn't think that while no one was looking after him, he packed his luggage and staged a run away from home.

But he is afraid.

He was shamefully cowardly.

He had no money and didn't know where to go.He was also afraid of Song Chunan's warning, he didn't want to experience that kind of punishment again.

But, does he really want to listen to Song Chunan's words and go back to that ghostly place tomorrow?

His fingers gripped the hem of his clothes tightly, and he didn't have time to wait for him to think slowly.

He must make a choice as soon as possible.

Jiang Sizhen gnawed on his nails nervously.The pressure of life is dumped on him, but he is only 15 years old, and he is obviously still at an age where he can act like a baby without any scruples...

A phone rang suddenly.

Jiang Sizhen shrank subconsciously, and he saw his father answer the phone with a pair of misty eyes.

"Hey, Lao Yang, what can you do with me?" Jiang's father hiccupped and said drunkenly, "It's New Year's Eve, don't embarrass me, right?"

"Repay the money? It's Chinese New Year now." Father Jiang seemed to wake up a little bit, rubbing his hands with a fawning expression on his face, although "Old Yang" on the phone couldn't see his flattering look.

Jiang Sizhen had heard of Lao Yang, one of his father's poker friends, and hearing Jiang's father's tone, he reckoned that his superiors had lent him some money, and now he was calling to collect debts during the Chinese New Year.

"Money? I really have no money!"

"The eldest has been in the Internet Rehabilitation Center for half a year, and now he has to pay the tuition fee, and the second is also in elementary school... Where did I get the money!"

"Don't, Brother Yang! Give me a little more time, it's not too good to let my savage mother-in-law know about it, isn't it?"

Jiang's father made Lao Yang loosen the time limit by talking and talking, and asked him to pay back the money before the Lantern Festival.

But where did he get the money?

Jiang's father was frowning, and his stomach began to growl. He was about to eat something casually, when his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Isn't this Jiang Sizhen? When did you come back? Why didn't you tell your parents...this child!" Father Jiang yelled.

Jiang's father was thinking quickly, and he handed Jiang Sizhen a half-eaten bag of biscuits, and said in a rare kind tone: "Are you hungry? Fill your stomach first, and Dad will cook with you."

Jiang Sizhen's eyes widened in surprise. In his memory, Jiang's father had never been so kind to him.

Jiang's father hadn't cooked for a long time, a plate of fried shredded potatoes was unbearably salty, but Jiang Sizhen was delicious.

After all, he was his own son, and Jiang's father couldn't bear to let such a young man go outside.But in a blink of an eye, when he thought of his debts, he could only harden his heart.

"Really," Jiang's father called him affectionately, "Do you still want to play games?"

Jiang Sizhen, who hadn't eaten hot food for a long time, was eating his food. Hearing Jiang's father's question, he couldn't help breathing.

"I don't—" he sobbed softly, "I don't want to... play games."

Jiang's father didn't expect his reaction to be so big, and Jiang Sizhen was a little annoyed when he looked at the foolish and foolish Jiang Sizhen.

But he still consoled him patiently.

"Dad doesn't tell those people, Dad knows that you want to play professionally..."

"You tell Dad, touch your heart, tell me do you still want to?"

Jiang Si really seemed to understand something.

He broke free from his dazed state, knowing that the road ahead was dark, but he still wanted to try.

What if, what if he succeeds?

He can only do this, like a gambler with nothing, fierce and crazy.

He is such a person.

He tried his best to restrain the trembling of his voice, and spoke every word, like a child learning to speak.

"I think, I want to try."

Father Jiang clapped his hands happily.He almost happily helped Jiang Sizhen pack his clothes, took the old travel bag at home and packed it casually, and handed over his ID card to Jiang Sizhen.

"Okay, you can go now." Father Jiang opened the bedside table, and there were two thick stacks of money inside.

Jiang's father took out one of them. It was the money to pay Jiang Sizhen's tuition, but now he ran away from home to "play games". The Internet Addiction Rehabilitation Center is embarrassed to accept this money, right?

He could just use this money to repay the debt, and he could also say that Jiang Si stole the money and ran away from home.

Father Jiang deliberately gave Jiang Sizhen a few tickets as travel expenses, and then drove him away impatiently.

Jiang Sizhen kept silent, and when he went out with his travel bag on his back, the sky had already darkened.

Father Jiang's voice came from behind.

"Son, Dad has made you so perfect, remember to think of Dad more in the future..."

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