Little handsome guy, don't run away [e-sports]

After not seeing each other for a month, Pei Hong felt that Ye Zhao seemed to be much thinner than before. Although he had never heard of what Ye Zhao was busy with or worried about, he lost weight so quickly for some reason.

Pei Hong sat on the co-pilot, turned her face sideways and looked Ye Zhao up and down: "Are you really... do you have nothing else to do?"

"Is there anything in this world that is more important than making you happy?" Ye Zhao asked Pei Hong with a smile.

Pei Hong didn't know how to respond to these words, so she simply closed her mouth, turned her face to look at the street scene flashing by outside the window, and next to her ears was the melodious light music played by Ye Zhao on the car stereo, which formed a strong contrast with the previous R&B contrast.

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The bustling and hustle and bustle of City M is far more than what is shown in front of you.

Fortunately, today is not a special festival or holiday, otherwise, even if it is close to midnight, the street can still be blocked.

When he came to Ye Zhao's studio again, Pei Hong found that the furnishings inside had changed. The original sofa was moved to the other side, and there was a brand new oil painting on the wall behind the sofa.

The picture frame is a retro wooden carved frame, and a simple black floor lamp stands under the picture. The light light shines on the young man in white in the picture, adding a touch of tender blood to the originally pale skin.

The person in the picture is Pei Hong herself.

"You..." Pei Hong looked at Ye Zhao, then at the painting, and then at Ye Zhao again, for a while she was too poor to speak.

"A while ago someone offered 50 yuan to buy this painting, but I declined," Ye Zhao smiled as he sat on the sofa, as if he was very happy that Pei Hong could discuss this painting with him as soon as he came up, "Instead of selling it to those who only The local boss who wants to hang it up for others to pretend to be, it's better to stay and let me appreciate it, don't you agree, Pei Hong?"

shit...

Pei Hong thought to herself.

The position of the sofa in Ye Zhao's studio is just right for those who sit down to enjoy the painting from an excellent angle, which is carefully arranged.

But Pei Hong didn't know why she suddenly felt a little ashamed.

Maybe it has something to do with the disheveled clothes I wear in this painting, maybe it has something to do with realizing that Ye Zhao has made fine adjustments to his appearance in the painting, making him a bit feminine...I can't say.

"I have met many, many oil painting models Pei Hong in the past ten years, and there are too many to count." Ye Zhao leaned on the back of the sofa, the expression on his face was more restrained than before, and the smile gradually disappeared for some reason Now, your eyes are erratic between Pei Hong and the painting, "Although compared to them, you are not a professional..."

"But you are indeed the most suitable for me I have met."

After Pei Hong was stunned for a moment, she slowly lowered her head: "Ye Zhao, you don't have to coax me... I told you that this is the last time I will be your model, no matter how much you coax me, it's useless, my heart is heavier than a weight hard."

Ye Zhao, who was going to be sensational at first, laughed outright after hearing what Pei Hong said, and then looked at Pei Hong with a face of despair: "You asked me to accompany you at night, just to tease me?"

"No... no."

Of course, Pei Hong didn't want to say these things in her heart. It is no exaggeration to say that now even Pei Hong herself doesn't know what she wants to say when she took the initiative to find Ye Zhaolai.

Maybe it was just that my head was hot at the time, and I didn't have anything special to say in my heart, so when I calmed down now, I looked confused...

Ye Zhao stood up with a smile, and picked up half a bottle of fruit wine from the small table beside him.

In Ye Zhao's studio, apart from the materials used for painting and the game discs played during breaks, the most leftover thing should be wine. Various wines from various countries are displayed there like collectors. .

During this one month, whether it was long or short, Pei Hong even discovered that there was an extra wine rack in Ye Zhao's studio at some point, and the wines on it were divided according to age or type. Several layers.

Pei Hong is not interested in wine, so after seeing this shelf and the wine on the shelf for the first time, the only thought in Pei Hong's mind is - how much money do I get for this.

"I heard from Ye Qian that you are going to the playoffs soon, how are you preparing?" Ye Zhao poured two glasses of wine, picked up one by himself, and winked at Pei Hong with a smile, asking Pei Hong to get another glass .

"..." Pei Hong didn't speak.

To be honest, it's not that Pei Hong's professional attitude is not correct, it's just that sometimes, Pei Hong really wants to escape from this topic completely from the bottom of her heart.

Although he knew in his heart that if he could escape for a while, he would not be able to escape forever, but even for a while, Pei Hong really wanted to completely forget the burden on his shoulders and the responsibilities he had to bear.

Ye Zhao is used to observing words and expressions, seeing that Pei Hong's facial expression was a little unnatural when facing this question, Ye Zhao quickly smiled and waved his hands: "Forget it, I'm not in your circle either. I won't understand either."

Pei Hong knew that Ye Zhao didn't want to embarrass herself, so she picked up the wine glass from the table and stuffed half of the glass of fruit wine in one gulp.

"If you want to drink, change to a higher-strength wine." After drinking from the glass, Pei Hong leaned over and sat on the carpet in the middle of the studio, and put the empty glass on the tea table. "It feels like drinking water. No."

Ye Zhao's eyes lit up when he heard the sound.

Turning around, he took out a bottle of Corilca from the wine rack and placed it in front of Pei Hong.

Pei Hong glanced at the foreign characters above: "I don't understand."

"That's not important." Ye Zhao smiled. After opening the wine, he didn't pour it in a hurry. Instead, he tilted his head and looked at Pei Hong, "Are you in a bad mood?"

"Ah."

As long as Pei Hong arrived, even if she didn't admit it, Ye Zhao must have noticed it a long time ago, so she just obediently admitted it.

"Is it because of something in the team?"

Pei Hong didn't speak, and nodded reluctantly after filling up the wine.

"Would you mind talking to me?" Ye Zhao also sat on the carpet, crossed his legs, and tilted his head to look at Pei Hong.

Ye Zhao has always liked Pei Hong's facial features, just like the handsome princes in long robes and holding long swords in martial arts novels in ancient times, with slender eyebrows and dark pupils... there is always something that people can never forget charm.

Pei Hong is not good at sharing her worries with others, so after hearing Ye Zhao's question, she shook her head without hesitation: "It's fine for me to worry about things by myself... There's no need to let others Get bored with me."

"But I want to bother with you," Ye Zhao smiled and leaned closer to Pei Hong's side, "Before when Ye Qian was wronged in the team, he came to me and told me."

"That's different," Pei Hong shook her head, "You and Ye Qian are brothers, and you and I..."

"What is it?"

Without waiting for Pei Hong to finish speaking, Ye Zhao excitedly grabbed the second half of Pei Hong's sentence as if he was catching a thread that had finally passed through the eye of a needle.

It's just that I didn't expect that Pei Hong hesitated for several seconds in exchange for asking the question so impatiently.

Finally, after I couldn't drag it any longer, I opened my mouth and said, "It's a friend."

Ye Zhao smiled.

It's false to say that you can't lose, but you can't find any reason to refute it.

"Maybe... a little taller than my friend," Pei Hong said again, "a close friend."

Okay.

To Ye Zhao, there was not much difference between these two answers.

"Ye Zhao, do you know that sometimes I really envy you, you don't have to be shackled like shackles by training games and competitions that can't be seen every day," Pei Hong looked down at the wine in the quilt. , Sniffing, "From the beginning of the youth training to the present four years, I have been handcuffed by the same thing for four full years... Even my father is sick and I need you to help me take a look."

Ye Zhao was silent.

"Maybe I'm really not suitable for playing professionally..."

Although Pei Hong had doubted herself this way more than once since the beginning of youth training, she had never been as strong as she is today.

It has nothing to do with my messy performance today, nor what Coach Ming said to me before... It's just that at a certain moment, this kind of negative energy burst out from the bottom of my heart without warning.

"Ye Qian has always told me that you are the hardest working person in the team, so if he knows that you are talking about yourself like that now, he will be very angry." Ye Zhao said.

"I'm really curious... You obviously don't even talk to Ye Qian about you going out to collect folk songs, but you have time to talk about me."

"It's nothing to be curious about." Ye Zhao raised his eyes and took a sip of the wine in his glass. "You know why."

yes……

Yes know why.

But so what?

It's better to be a fool who doesn't know anything.

Pei Hong looked up at Ye Zhao silently.

The appearance that was clearly identical to Ye Qian revealed a temperament completely different from Ye Qian's. Under the slightly open neckline of the shirt was a seductive and sexy collarbone, and the silver pendant was dangling on his chest.

Although Pei Hong is not a girl, it is not difficult to feel that a boy like Ye Zhao will be the favorite of countless girls, just like Shen Youzhu, whoever stops at any place can easily attract countless screaming and rushing. A young girl who can't be driven away.

It is precisely because of this that Ye Zhao's love for Pei Hong came too suddenly, which made Pei Hong have to doubt his motives and purposes.

Or there is no motivation and purpose at all, just simply want to play and try something new.

Pei Hong is not the roundworm in Ye Zhao's stomach, so Pei Hong doesn't know.

"Pei Hong, have you ever been in love?" Ye Zhao asked softly, shaking the wine in his glass.

The champagne-colored light above the head shines in this goblet, glowing with a dreamy light, which is reflected in the eyes of the dreamer...

"No." Pei Hong shook her head.

"Then have you ever liked someone?"

"Does Scarlett Johansson count..."

"..."

"That's gone."

If you don't ask, you don't know. If you ask, you will be shocked. Pei Hong didn't suddenly realize that she didn't seem to really like anyone until today...

It may be because there are too few female friends around, but this excuse is too flimsy.

Peng Pai is obviously similar to himself... Didn't he find a girlfriend the year before last, although they broke up due to messy reasons in less than half a year...

Pei Hong suddenly felt a little annoyed.

I was annoyed that not only did I not mix into the starting team, but the most terrible thing was that there was even a blank in the emotional aspect.

After two cups of stuffy wine, Pei Hong felt a little hot all over her body.

"Ye Zhao..."

"Ok?"

"You've finished asking me, and it's time for me to ask you."

"You say it."

"You want to tease me so much, is it just to play with me... Have you tried my style?"

If he was awake, even if he opened Pei Hong's mouth and poured hot oil into it, Pei Hong wouldn't talk like that, but the power of the hot oil couldn't match the strength of these two glasses of whiskey.

With a clang, Pei Hong didn't know what she said.

Ye Zhao was stunned.

"I don't know you, I don't know what you think..." Pei Hong raised her head, not looking at Ye Zhao's face, "But if you really think so, I think it's better for us to stop dating..."

"Pei Hong?"

"Listen to me," Pei Hong interrupted Ye Zhao, "I didn't realize until today that after working hard for so long, I am still nothing after leaving the gate of the base..."

"I have no friends, let alone relatives, no one believes me, and I don't know who to trust...I only have you, Ye Zhao..."

Pei Hong's drunken voice was mixed with grievances expressed from the inside out, which made Ye Zhao feel a little at a loss.

"Only you are willing to help me, only you are willing to listen to me..." Pei Hong grabbed Ye Zhao's wrist and looked straight at him, "So Ye Zhao, don't play with me, please..."

"Let's... just be friends honestly."