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Fang Chi just went back to his hometown and didn't come back until the start of the summer split.

After Zhang Yingxian came back, he only said that Fang Chi's grandma had fallen, Fang Chi had to take care of grandma, and the return date was unknown.His position is temporarily occupied by Xiao Yang, and because of insufficient running-in, the bottom lane has temporarily become NK's shortcoming.

Outsiders put the blame on Xiao Yang, saying that he was inexperienced in the game, that he couldn't replace Fang Chi at all, and that he had been a bullet for the coach before he could be the starter, but everyone in the team knew that the blame was on Xiao Yang and Wen At least [-]% of the way, or even more warm way.

"The running-in of the bottom road is a very important point. Xiao Yang is young, so he has to sharpen his mentality for a while." After the coach finished speaking, he paused, and his eyes fell on the top of Wen Tu's head. If you can’t say anything, you can talk to the psychologist in the team to adjust and adjust, I know that you are usually under a lot of pressure.”

Wen Tu sat at the end of the conference table, put his hands on his knees and clenched his palms together. Because of too much force, his whole hands were shaking.He didn't answer "OK" until the coach called him again.

The post-match meetings are always very long, so long that Wen Tu's thoughts spread out uncontrollably, and finally fell on the mobile phone on the table with his eyes.

Since he came out that day, his mother never answered his phone calls, and he didn't reply to any SMS or WeChat. He wanted to call Fang Chi to ask what to do, but Fang Chi was also very busy, and hung up every time he couldn't say a few words. After getting off the phone, Wen Tu didn't even have time to organize his own words. Wen Tu didn't want to talk to Fang Chi anymore.

Wen Tu told himself that Fang Chi was tired of taking care of grandma, and he didn't have the energy to talk to him again—but he really wanted to see Fang Chi very much.

He couldn't see Fang Chi, and his mother didn't answer the phone. He guessed that he wouldn't be able to see his mother when he went back by plane. All the pillars were withdrawn from behind him, showing no mercy.

After the meeting, Wen Tu squatted in the corridor, and while rubbing the time, he called Fang Chi. After a long standby tone, the phone was finally picked up: "Hello?"

"Hello." Wen Tu paused for a while before asking, "Is grandma feeling better?"

"Didn't I tell you last time that I fell down and called me after I was taken aback by Grandma Zhang." Fang Chi seemed to be smoking a cigarette, and he spoke vaguely, almost inaudibly. With a tut, "The leg is broken, and it won't heal for a while."

"Oh." Wen Tu tugged at punctual hair, "Then you..."

"Grandma will be discharged from the hospital after a while. I plan to take grandma to me and rent her a house. I can take care of her better." Fang Chi took the cigarette from his mouth and flicked the ash, "You how do you feel?"

"Well, it's good." Wen Tu said, "You can apply to live outside the base, as long as you can come back to attend the morning meeting."

"Yeah." Fang Chi paused, as if remembering something, he threw the cigarette butt into the trash can, "Then I'll hang up first, I still have things to do."

"Ah." Wen Tu opened his mouth, but the words came to his mouth and he couldn't say, "Okay."

The sunshine in June had warmed up. It came in through the window and just fell on Fang Chi's body, but he felt his whole body was bitingly cold. He finally took a deep breath, turned and went back to the ward.

After another two weeks, Fang Chi returned to the club.

Zhang Yingxian helped to rent a house near the club. After grandma moved in, people from the first base came to visit with gifts. The young man who was usually full of bad words entered the room without daring to breathe. They all sat upright. , The mental outlook is so good that I can go directly to the TV station.

Grandma fell down again when she was getting older, and she looked much worse than the last time we met, and she didn't like to talk anymore, she just leaned on the bedside and watched them laughing.

Yi Fan had met his grandma before, so he naturally talked more, which quickly heated up the atmosphere.

Fang Chi sat beside grandma's bed, while Wen Tu sat at the end of the crowd. The two looked at each other from a distance, and looked away inexplicably.

"I'm going out to smoke a cigarette." Fang Chi whispered to his grandma, and then slapped Yi Fan on the head, "Don't disturb my grandma, keep your voice down."

"No matter how soft it is, it's a breathy sound." Yi Fan retorted unconvinced.

Fang Chi pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, went out, and stood smoking a cigarette in the corridor at the door, just in time to see him from Wen Tu's angle.Fang Chi seemed to know this too, standing at the door and pointing at Wen Tu.

Wen Tu immediately stood up, his movement was so abrupt that everyone's eyes fell on him.Wen Tu swallowed, and explained dryly, "I...I'm going to smoke a cigarette too."

"When did you smoke... Hey, why did you hit me!" Yi Fan turned to stare at Qin Yu.

Qin Yu shrugged: "Hand slippery."

Wen Tu walked out the door, the closer he got to the door, the faster he walked. The moment he pushed the door open, he couldn't help but pounced on him. Fang Chi also expected his action, threw away the cigarette early, and stretched out his hand to wait. with him.

"Ouch," Fang Chi was pushed back a few steps by Wen Tu, "I miss you so much."

"You don't answer my phone." Wen Tu sniffed, and smelled the smell of tobacco on Fang Chi's body. It was obviously the smell he didn't like the least before, and he needed to change his clothes if it smelled a little bit, but now he likes it so much Terrible, "I haven't replied to the text message yet."

"Don't mess around, I answered the phone." Fang Chi stretched out his hands to pinch Wen Tu's waist while laughing, "I'm too busy, so I can't say a few words."

"Oh." Wen Tu tightened his arms and hugged Fang Chi even tighter.

The heart that was floating in mid-air finally fell back to its original place steadily.

"Fang Zaidong and the others have only been here for two days, and I take care of the rest of the time. I am so busy that I can still answer your phone calls. Shouldn't you be crying?" Fang Chi leaned on Wen Tu's ear Kissed, "If you are so busy and still answer my phone, I promise you will cry every day holding your phone."

Wen Tu finally laughed, he let go of Fang Chi and slapped him on the back twice: "After you retire, go talk about cross talk."

"That's fine, find a way to make a living." Fang Chi looked at Wen Tu's smiling face, and smiled too.The two of them stood at the door like crazy and laughed for a long time. The neighbors who opened the door were startled.

The two people who finally stopped laughing waited for the neighbor to walk downstairs and looked at each other, then couldn't help laughing again.

"By the way, do you want to say something when you keep calling me?" Fang Chi laughed enough, reached out and pinched Wen Tu's face, "I can't tell you when I'm in the hospital."

"Oh..." Wen Tu patted his hand away, and rubbed his painfully pinched face.What he couldn't say for no reason at first seemed to be able to say it after Fang Chi asked. He didn't hesitate much, but thought about the wording when he said it, "Just... I came out."