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

Ye Qian seems to have never been so afraid of turning his face to meet Shen Youzhu's eyes like he is now.

The tenderness and humbleness in Shen Youzhu's words just now made Ye Qian feel uncontrollable panic in his heart, and this panic came more from the fact that Ye Qian seemed to have vaguely sensed what Shen Youzhu was going to say to himself. What.

Ye Qian felt afraid, afraid that what he thought was right, but at the same time deeply felt that he was not wrong.

This kind of complicated and contradictory emotions are intertwined so intricately that Ye Qian couldn't find the courage to turn around and face Shen Youzhu from it for a while.

Shen Youzhu seemed to have sensed what Ye Qian was thinking, so he stopped forcing Ye Qian and slowly raised his body to keep a distance from Ye Qian.

Seeing that Shen Youzhu had finally made a compromise, Ye Qian couldn't help but took a deep breath, but he didn't exhale in a hurry. The solemn atmosphere around him made him have to quickly find a breakthrough, as if any topic was enough. Allows outside air to penetrate in.

"Today you go for a reexamination... What did the doctor tell you?" Ye Qian grabbed a life-saving straw.

But Shen Youzhu didn't seem to want to take over.

He raised his eyes and said calmly: "Ye Qian, if I tell you now, I used to..."

"Is the recovery okay? When can I play the game?"

Ye Qian was finally willing to turn his head this time, and then unceremoniously interrupted Shen Youzhu's words that had overflowed to his lips but hadn't finished speaking, and didn't want him to continue.

The lingering effect of the alcohol made Ye Qian feel that his head was experiencing an unprecedented sobriety and alertness... Ye Qian felt that he should have guessed what Shen Youzhu was going to say next.

But Ye Qian didn't want to prove it, at least not now.

Shen Youzhu froze for a moment, the disappointment in his expression did not escape Ye Qian's eyes.

A few seconds later, Shen Youzhu lowered his head, tightly clenched the wrist of his injured hand, and slightly clenched his fist: "Are you avoiding me..."

That pitiful and aggrieved tone made it hard for Ye Qian to believe that it came from Shen Youzhu's mouth.

But the facts were so clearly in front of him, it was difficult for Ye Qian to pretend to be stupid and deny it.

"What are you trying to say...?"

Ye Qian straightened up slightly, but at this moment, the character with a knife mouth and a bean curd heart has transformed into a character with a bean curd heart and a cotton candy mouth without saying a word, with a gentle tone as gentle as coaxing a child.

Hearing the sound, Shen Youzhu raised his head slowly and looked at Ye Qian's eyes. Under the street lamp, the delicate skin looked like white pearls that had just been polished with the body of a mussel, interacting with the deep and mysterious black pearls embedded in his eyes. Perfect foil.

"...It was because you always looked at Shang Yang like this before that you made Shang Yang fall in love with you unconsciously."

Before Shen Youzhu could open his mouth, after Ye Qian uttered a word out of nowhere, it seemed to ruin the atmosphere at first glance, but when he tasted it carefully, he felt that there was a trace of incomparably wonderful and just right acetic acid.

"You're always like this..." Ye Qian lowered his eyes, not wanting to look at Shen Youzhu's face again, "I always feel that a joke or an action that I inadvertently doesn't matter...Because you think you don't like men, So other men won't have feelings for you..."

Shen Youzhu didn't speak, just listened to Ye Qian quietly.

"You always feel that homosexuals won't be attracted to you or have any thoughts about you, so you can do whatever you want." Ye Qian frowned, "But Shen Youzhu, do you really think that you are very handsome now? Safe, or are you looking down on me?"

Ye Qian's eyes widened.

To be honest, Ye Qian didn't know in his heart whether these words would still be expressed intact at this moment if he hadn't had a drink today.

But since everything has been said, it is better to say everything happily.

"Yes, you are a straight man," Ye Qian narrowed his eyes, and took off the fastened seat belt, "But that doesn't mean I won't dare to do anything to a straight man!"

Shen Youzhu raised his head and looked at Ye Qian's slightly hazy eyes due to drunkenness, he was quiet for two seconds and suddenly smiled: "What do you want to do to me?"

"Fuck you."

Ye Qian didn't blush at all, and stretched out his hand to grab Shen Youzhu's lapel, maybe because he was strong and cowardly, or maybe because he couldn't digest some words that had been held in his stomach for too long and had to vomit out.

Ye Qian originally thought that Shen Youzhu would be full of astonishment and panic after hearing these two words, with a face full of "Do you know what tiger and wolf words you are talking about!?", but unfortunately Shen Youzhu did not .

Not only did he not, but after two seconds, Shen Youzhu suddenly laughed out loud, and then lifted Ye Qian's chin with one hand, and kissed Ye Qian lightly on his lips.

This time, it was the turn of Ye Qian, who had a fierce expression on his face just a second ago, full of astonishment and panic.

As for Shen Youzhu, he seemed to be enjoying Ye Qian's expression, squinting his eyes, as if he was looking at a work of art carefully.

Ye Qian's face instantly turned red like a box of Korean chili sauce just opened. For a moment, he even wondered if Shen Youzhu had lost his mind and went crazy.

"You fucking Shen Youzhu, your mother..."

"Ye Qian."

Without waiting for Ye Qian to yell out the uncontrollable gentle and caring words in his heart, Shen Youzhu called Ye Qian again, and the unfinished words in Ye Qian's mouth suddenly stopped. end.

"If I tell you now that I lied to you before, will you forgive me?"

"What... do you mean?" Ye Qian's eyes widened, his brows furrowed and he realized that the matter was not simple.

"I had a boyfriend."

"Varied……?!"

Ye Qian suddenly felt that in the short few minutes of communicating with Shen Youzhu, the amount of information contained in his words was a bit too overwhelming.

What Ye Qian could bear and what he couldn't bear rushed into the depths of his heart like a mountain, and a few scattered words smoothly reached the weakest part of Ye Qian's heart.

Ye Qian raised his head and stared blankly at the expression on Shen Youzhu's face, trying extremely hard to distinguish whether Shen Youzhu was explaining a fact, or joking like a dead man.

"Didn't you say...you, you are straight, straight?" Ye Qian subconsciously moved his body back, as if he was experiencing a turmoil and turmoil in his heart like opening a gate to release water.

He was waiting for Shen Youzhu's explanation, a reasonable explanation.

However, when he said this, Shen Youzhu's expression suddenly turned serious, with a little sadness and helplessness.

"Because I promised my mother..." Shen Youzhu sniffled, "I told her that I would never like men again, and I didn't want her to go through that kind of struggle again."

……

Ye Qian felt that he had listened to so many stories and gossips from Li Molin tonight...but the sum of all of them seemed to be inferior to the sum of Shen Youzhu's simple words just now. The weight in the heart is heavy.

"But today when I went to see her in the hospital..."

"I told her,"

Shen Youzhu slowly raised his head to look at Ye Qian's face.

"I said I might have to eat my own words..."

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Li Molin felt that he did something stupid today.

Maybe he shouldn't have asked Ye Qian out to meet alone in such a hasty situation, but in the end he felt that he was the assist of that Shen.

...It's kind of funny.

Li Molin's driver drove the car to a villa area within the second ring road, and parked in front of a small two-story building. After Li Molin got out of the car, the driver went to park the car in the garage.

Li Molin held his coat in one hand and opened the door with the key in the other. After entering the house, he was about to ask Aunt Zhang if the bath water was put away, but suddenly realized that Aunt Zhang was on vacation today and was not here.

With a look of disappointment, he took out a tissue and wiped his face when the phone rang suddenly.

Caller ID: Cat.

... Li Molin raised his eyebrows and pressed the connect button.

"what happened?"

"Is Ye Qian next to you?" Ming Mao's voice sounded like it was not in the training room, the surrounding was quiet as if someone used a big pipe to evacuate the air.

"No."

While speaking, Li Molin took off his clothes and threw them aside, took another can of beer from the bar, and opened it with one hand breaking the tab.

"Hearing your voice, it seems that you are not in a good mood. Did Ye Qian make you angry?"

"No," Li Molin raised his head and took a sip of beer, "We had a nice chat."

Ming Mao smiled.

"why are you laughing?"

"No, just thinking about it now, you actually fell in love with Ye Qian more than me," Mingmao said with a long sigh of relief, "The 80 you spent didn't disappoint you, right?"

"I'm not disappointed... I have to wait for the 80 to come to the stage to see Zhenzhang. What can I see now?" Li Molin lay on the sofa, and all the words he said to Ye Qian today echoed in his mind.

Ming Mao was silent on the phone for a while, then smiled and said, "Are you thinking about Shang Yang again?"

"No." Li Molin closed his eyes and rubbed his sore temples, "It's been so long... I don't want to think about it."

"Thinking about Ye Qian?"

"No..." Li Molin frowned and opened his eyes, "What are you asking nonsense?"

"Say I'm asking nonsense, can't you be more honest?" Mingmao's tone became more and more obvious, "Let me tell you, no one will like you if you look like this."

"No way," Li Molin sighed, and did not refute Mingmao's words, but shrugged his shoulders and continued, "Maybe I'm just betting on my life, and I can't blame others."

"Maybe your way is not right."

"Who knows..." Li Molin rubbed his sore eyes, "It doesn't matter."

The conversation between the two people came to an abrupt end with Li Molin's sentence "it doesn't matter", and they fell silent tacitly as if they had the same tacit understanding.

Five seconds later, Ming Mao finally spoke again.

"Want to see me?"

Li Molin was stunned for a moment, and looked up at the dark surroundings. Before the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows could be drawn, he could see the miserable white street lamps outside and the rustling leaves blown by the night wind...

Li Molin took an apple from the fruit plate on the table and threw it upwards twice.

"No training tomorrow?"

"In the afternoon."

"I drank alcohol today."

"Are you afraid that being absent won't satisfy me?" Ming Mao laughed.

"You'll know if you try it." Li Molin raised his head and laughed twice, then pushed all the hair on his forehead back, and then restrained his smile, "Cat..."

"Huh?" Ming Mao responded lightly.

"Am I really..."

"It's annoying..."