Auxiliary super fierce

"Have a cigarette with me," Fang Chi said.

Wen Tu originally wanted to refuse, but he wondered why I, a good young man who doesn't smoke, have to smoke second-hand smoke, but when he looked up and saw Fang Chi's expression, he agreed by accident.

When Fang Chi came out, he didn't bring a cigarette with him, and planned to go back to the base to get it. The two walked towards the base one after the other, and no one spoke.The wind whistled past, sticking to the skin with a biting chill, Wen Tu shivered again.

"Are you back?" Yi Fan saw the two of them back, and smiled, "Do you see who has a crush on you?"

"You can see, you let me in after hugging and kissing the door for a while." Fang Chi pointed to his cheeks that were a little flushed by the wind, "Did you see, it's so intense."

Yi Fan sat on the gaming chair and laughed, seeing Wen Tu coming up from behind, he quickly sat up straight, and said solemnly, "Why are you still taking Wen Tu with you? Bringing a minor?"

"I'm an adult." Wen Tu said.

"Yes, he's an adult." Fang Chi walked to his place, found out the cigarette case and lighter, and waved at Wen Tu, "Dad has to show him something different."

"You can't just read blindly when you're an adult." Yi Fan clicked his tongue twice, and the game entered, so he stopped chatting with Fang Chi.

The two of them walked from the training room to the back door of the base. Wen Tu had just found out that there was an open space at the back door of the base.

It is half the size of the playground, and there is a trash can on the left, which looks quite dirty; there are some withered weeds around, and some stubborn ones, almost reaching the height of Wentu's calf.

"In the beginning, it was planned to be used as an outdoor activity venue for us," Fang Chi took a cigarette from the cigarette case, put it in his mouth, and said vaguely, "then the person in charge forgot and didn't make it. Anyway, it's done Otherwise, we will not come out for activities.”

After speaking, he took out the lighter, lit the cigarette, took a deep breath and exhaled it, and he exhaled two smoke rings quite skillfully.

Wen Tu frowned and took two steps back.

"Don't you like the smell of cigarettes?" Fang Chi smiled.

"En." Wen Tu responded and looked away.

Fang Chi shook his head and stood a little further away.

He asked Wen Tu to smoke a cigarette with him, but it was really just a cigarette. Fang Chi didn't say a word to Wen Tu until he finished smoking and threw the cigarette into the trash can.

Maybe it was really in a bad mood, Fang Chi sighed softly while smoking a cigarette, and when Wen Tu looked at him, he pursed his lips and smiled again, pretending nothing happened.

What's wrong.

Wen Tu stood where he was, waiting for Fang Chi to come back after throwing away the cigarette butt.

"I'm sorry, I asked you to come out and blow the cold wind with me." Fang Chi smiled, put his hands in his pockets and jumped on the spot, "I'm in a bad mood, I always want to ask someone to accompany me."

"It's okay." Wen Tu said.

"It can't be 'it's okay', tsk," Fang Chi shook his head, "You have to say, 'Are you in a better mood? What happened just now?' Only then can we continue the conversation, otherwise how can I expand my next topic?" ?”

Wentu: ...

Wen Tu: "... Then are you in a better mood?"

"It's much better." Fang Chi smiled, and found Wen Tu's compromising expression very funny, couldn't help reaching out and pinching him, "Hey, Wen Xiaotu."

"Huh?" Wen Tu was a little dazed by his pinch.

Fang Chi paused, tightened his fingers uncomfortably, finally sighed, and said calmly, "Lend me some money."

Wen Tu looked up at him.

Fang Chi paused for a while before continuing, "My dad is sick, and I don't have enough money."

"Oh." Wen Tu responded, lowered his head and took out the mobile phone he just bought and started tinkering.

"It is reasonable to say that I should have some savings after playing for so many years, but my father's illness is very serious, and his mentality is not good, and he has a tendency to run on the road of insanity..." Fang Chi said nothing. After finishing, Wen Tu handed over the phone.

"Add a friend." There was a QR code on the screen, and Wen Tu sent it to him, "Transfer the money to you."

Fang Chi was stunned for a while, then suddenly laughed.

Adding friends, transferring money, and it was over quickly. Fang Chi took his mobile phone and smiled at Wen Tu: "It's quite straightforward, you, aren't you afraid that I'll renege on my debts?"

"Is that your father?" Wen Tu said suddenly, Fang Chi thought he had seen Fang Zaidong, looked up and down before regaining consciousness, and let out an ah.

"It's my dad." Fang Chi said, "The one you just saw, the one who tried to go around and gank me, is my brother, Fang Zao, they asked me for money—"

"You still have a sister, don't you?" Wen Tu interrupted him, put the phone in his pocket, "Call Fang on time."

"You have a lot of ideas." Fang Chi clicked his tongue, turned a corner with Wen Tu, and walked back to the main entrance of the base.

NK stipulated the number of rank rounds for each player per day. Fang Chi and Wen Tu went out immediately after getting up together.

The two played from the afternoon until late at night, and when the rest of them were asleep, the number of rank rounds finally reached.Fang Chi started to feel sleepy again, waved his hand to say no more, then turned off the computer and went back to the room.

Wen Tu is always sleepy during the day, but he is very energetic at night. To put it bluntly, he is a night owl. This is the time when his energy is at his best. He thought about playing two more rounds, but he didn't pay attention to whether Fang turned left or left after he left the training room late. Turn right.

Turn left and go upstairs is the dormitory, turn right and go straight is the meeting room.

Fang Chi left the training room, turned right, went to the meeting room, found a pen and paper, spread it on the table, and wrote something seriously.

Ten minutes later, he took the paper into the training room.

"What?" Wen Tu stared at the piece of paper in a daze.

"IOU." Fang Chi placed it in front of him.

"No need." Wen Tu glanced at it casually, and the writing was quite formal. The debtor, borrower, date, and loan amount were all written.

"What is gaudy," Fang Chi said, "It's called living with a sense of ritual. Don't you pay attention to the quality of life?"

"Focus on quality with IOUs?" Wen Tu manipulated Bron out the door, "No need."

"I need it." Fang Chi folded the IOU and stuffed it into the pocket of Wentu's coat. "Keep it well. When I pay back the money, you have to give me the IOU, and then tear it up in person."

"Ah." Wen Tu paused his hands, frowned, as if he was thinking about something, and gave up struggling after a few seconds, "Okay."

Fang Chi smiled.

"Wen Xiaotu." Fang Chi called out before leaving.

"Huh?" Wen Tu was coordinating with the passer-by AD who was randomly selected in the ranking to consume the opponent's blood line, "What?"

Fang Chi didn't speak for a long time.

Wen Tu frowned, clicked down the tower, and looked back after seeing Braum safely back under the tower, just in time to meet Fang Chi's gaze.

For a moment, the lights in the training room became blurry, and everything around him became a distorted light and shadow. Wen Tu took a deep breath, not understanding where the hazy feeling came from.

"Good night." Fang Chi smiled.

"Ah." Wen Tu said, "Good night."