Two-Way Sniper

This actually has to be traced back to when Qin Jue met Fanhua No. [-] in the ranking.

In the eyes of others, it might just be an ordinary game where you shamelessly continue to mess around in the game, but for Qin Jue, it was the last thing he could do when he was cornered—look, anyway, I still Playing my game happily, I don't care what you say.

So according to his setting, he can't miss a line of teasing girls at the beginning.

When he found out that there was a girl in the game, he was even more overjoyed and vowed to win the girl's favor so that others could see that he was not pitiful.

At that time, he may have not slept for more than 60 hours, and the trash can beside him was also filled with the remains of instant noodles-he was isolated and blamed himself, and his mind was full of phantoms of chasing dreams for the past six years.

Many big and small teams have sent invitations to him. Many times he bought the cheapest tickets and went to the scene to witness. Many times, he stayed at the exhibition site just to see the idols.

It can be said that if the game hadn't saved him from reality, he might have committed suicide long ago.

Because of his birth, he was guilty—he was not the crystallization of love, but the final product of a deception.

He has experienced many inhuman tortures and mental torture. Once he resisted, he would be locked up in a dark room of two or three square meters to "think about his faults". Only when he is willing to admit that liking boys was wrong can he be released and continue to be beaten.

Even his elder brother brought people to bully him, because "you and Qin Xiaofeng look so similar, it's disgusting to see", they were about to burn his face, even if he struggled to save himself, he would be worse than death in the follow-up treatment.

Even when he touches the scars on the neck and side of the face now, he seems to be able to recall the burning redness and swelling, and the unbearable pain when the skin was blistered, festered and pus-filled.

He never dared to say that the little monster with a ferocious appearance, a violent personality, and explosive combat power actually cared about his appearance very much.

In all the gloomy days, only the video game that was once cast aside by thousands of people can bring him relief, and even let him find his dreams and sense of identity. Of course, the pure joy and ultimate enjoyment when talking to others is also indispensable.

He is arrogant, violent, and cold from head to jb. On the surface, he is passionate, but in fact he only has true love for games. It wasn't until the disheveled and deceitful Fanhua responded to all his provocations with gentleness, that this monster with teeth and claws seemed to have been stabbed to death Usually, I feel shy about my slandering behavior for a while, and I am still tempted, and want to be friends with others.

"But...you still don't like me, saying I'm scary." So at this moment, Qin Jue put his arms around Qi Ji's neck, acting like a baby, "So I just quit the game, I've been waiting for a long time and hope you come Add me, but you didn't——then, I was hurt by my teammates, so I can only move you from the side of 'very fond of' to the side of 'annoying people'."

Faced with the sudden lingering and confession, Qi Ji tried to sort out a suitable response, but his brain was still blank, and his articulate words were a little slurred: "So, when we met for the first time, senior got angry and said he didn't remember me because of this. ?”

"...Well." Qin Jue replied, "You definitely don't know, I almost gave up at that time - everyone scolded me, and the other two teammates in that game also agreed that I cheated, only you have a particularly good temper My rookie knows that I am the number one troll on the Asian server, and also knows that I'm 'cheating', but he is still very simple and gentle to me."

However, Qin Jue couldn't help being unwilling: "It's so annoying, I didn't want to tell you at first - I said at the beginning that I didn't remember you just to be angry with you, and I really hate your good temper, thinking that I must bully you in the future kill you."

After a pause, the half-asleep and half-awake Qin Jue became visibly ashamed again: "But now... it seems that you are always trying to bully me."

"...I, I didn't." Qi Ji's cheeks warmed up, but he was trembling, and he didn't dare to tell Qin Jue the truth about his innocence in the qualifying round.

The lingering affection filled his heart, making his heart beat faster and never stopped. He wanted to hug Qin Jue tightly and not let go, but he was also afraid of making her fever worse--in the end, he still let go of Qin Jue reluctantly. Tucking the person back into the quilt, wanting to take care of the other person and go back to sleep.

The countdown to the last minute of zero seemed to have already begun, but in the intertwined breathing of the two of them, Qi Ji never expected that before Qin Jue fell asleep, he softly uttered a sentence: "You don't even say that you like me too ah."

Qi Ji was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly leaned down, for fear that he might not be able to hear clearly: "I like...Of course I like you too, senior."

But the voice next to his ear still didn't let him go: "You can't date me for New Year's Eve, so... can you kiss me for New Year's Eve?"

Qi Ji held his breath, and before the other party could finish saying "You can only kiss for three seconds or it will be contagious", he had already held the side of his face, leaned over to cover his lips, so that he could not say a word of random teasing if.

The lights outside the window flickered, forming a galaxy, and finally, it also illuminated the new year.

***

Until Qin Jue woke up the next morning, there was still a sweet smell around him.

He was the only one in the whole dormitory, his mind was empty, he was nervously recalling whether he was dreaming last night, and at the same time hurriedly found the handwriting, folded it up and put it away, when the person in his mind pushed the door open and let his thoughts run wild. Broke, immediately raised his arms slightly, ready to move.

Qi Ji saw something, and immediately walked over to put down the cup, Qin Jue couldn't wait to hug him, as if he was afraid that he would disappear again.

The breaths of the two were entwined, and they kept warm for half a minute before Qin Jue suddenly opened his eyes, suddenly remembering something, the hairs all over his body stood on end.

... Fuck, what's going on.He clutched his beating heart, feeling something was wrong—what about my doll S686 spraying all the avatars in the audience? ?How the hell did I throw myself into my arms like a little daughter-in-law? ?

But because he was touched by the other party coming back to him on New Year's Eve, he really couldn't start his own improvisation.He could only spread his arms in a hurry to maintain the distance between the two of them, his throat was blocked for a while: "You, you—"

On the contrary, Qi Ji's chuckle was obvious: "Senior, you touched my chest."

Qin Jue immediately let go of his hands as if he was electrocuted, his breathing was all messed up: "What did we two do last night?"

"...Senior, what are you panicking about?" Qi Ji handed him the hot water, his face was red, but his tone was calm, "I didn't do what I should have done or who I should have done last night."

Qin Jue took a sip of his glass with trembling hands, knowing that he was wrong, but still wanted to make trouble out of no reason: "Sure, it must be you fucking drugged into the water—"

Then, Qin Jue hurriedly analyzed how he was involuntary, obsessed with ghosts, and deceived, and he was short of compiling a complete issue of "Into Science".

This made Qi Ji a little aggrieved, he raised his eyelashes and looked at him with trembling eyes: "Didn't senior take another sip just now, did you really have a drug?"

Qin Jue swallowed droolingly from those deep and charming eyes, and when he was stubborn, he grabbed Qi Ji's collar and pulled him over, and kissed his face forcefully, plausibly saying: "Look, is there? Otherwise If there is no role model of my quality, I will take the initiative to mess with my relatives."

But looking at Qi Ji's obvious bewilderment by the kiss, Qin Jue inevitably felt nervous about taking advantage and fearing being exposed - he didn't recover until he was rubbed against his face with a hot towel, and heard a wronged complaint: "Senior , please spare my right hand, it is already suffering enough to play games with me."

Then, Qin Jue was framed by Qi Ji in a daze, and everything that happened after that made him feel a little strange.

——Because, Qi Ji seemed to treat him as immobile, not to mention helping him change his clothes, shoes and socks, not even letting him brush his teeth, but frowning and poking a toothbrush in his mouth, making him It was unspeakably miserable, but I didn't dare to resist this attachment.

When we arrived at the restaurant, Qi Ji almost smashed two bowls at the cooking app before he cooked the dumplings and served them on the table.

So just after Qin Jue asked about his family's situation, he laughed dryly with a little fear: "Come on, everyone is old man... I'm not pregnant with your seed."

But Qi Ji showed childish stubbornness: "No, I must take good care of you anyway."

So Qin Jue just wanted to refute, when the opposite spoon brought a dumpling and handed it in front of him, making him speechless: "Do you know that we northerners actually don't eat dumplings during Chinese New Year—hmm."

Of course, after being gagged, Qin Jue could only obediently take a half bite.

There were only the two of them in the big restaurant, but it didn't look deserted at all. The air was filled with Qi Ji's pride of "I take good care of the person I like", which was very simple and passionate, but Qin Jue swallowed the dumplings slowly, gradually Feeling hot and deep in thought, he asked for a long time: "Qi Ji... I have a question to ask you, can I?"

——He actually wanted to ask this question a long time ago, and now that he was so cherished, he couldn't help it even more.

"You ask, senior." Qi Ji held his face with one hand, full of confidence and anticipation that "an expert in love like me will definitely do this question", but Qin Jue turned his eyes away a little, as if he was afraid that he would go back on his word, and hurriedly said: " That is, why... You were obviously isolated by those bad guys before, but now you still like me and take care of me so much? If... If it were me, I would definitely be afraid to BB with anyone, and I would not have the courage to be like you again... I like someone so much."

But as he spoke, he quickly buried his head lower, as if he wasn't quite used to the serious atmosphere he had created.

Qi Ji was silent for two seconds, and put his downcast eyes on his lowered eyes.

"Senior." Then, Qi Ji's voice sounded, "...So, I haven't told you yet, I think the love between people should be a kind of energy that can be absorbed and passed on?"

Qin Jue's breathing was tense, and before he had time to think about what kind of cultural and philosophical proposition this was, he heard Qi Ji continue talking.

"In high school, I just didn't want to pass it on to people around me, but that doesn't mean it's gone."

"Because there are too many people who gave me this energy."

"You can only give it to others if you can receive it. I think so anyway."

Qin Jue curled up his palm quietly when he heard this, Qi Ji also sensed his depression, and quickly stretched out his hand, covering the back of his hand.

"It's just... I often feel that senior seems to lack this energy... You have to hold on to even a broken hand to slow down."

"So I thought, give seniors a little more, a little more."

"...In this way, senior will one day be like me."

The temperature of the palm passed between the two, Qin Jue couldn't help trembling in his heart, wanted to nod, but the movement was to withdraw his hand, so Qi Ji grabbed him tightly, and at the same time scooped up another dumpling and blew it in a comforting manner. Handing it to his lips, he hurriedly said the first joke of the day: "...Eat it quickly, if you don't eat it again, I will use another method to transfer hundreds of millions of energy to senior at once."

The fragrance of dumpling soup lingered between the two of them. Qi Ji tried his best to tease him, but he buried his head lower and opened his mouth, which almost scared Qi Ji so much that he dropped the spoon.

"...Is there still such a posture? Well, it's not impossible to take advantage of them not coming back..."