【Double Dragon Group】Rationality and My Grace

76.

After the nine-game winning streak, they didn't have a match for about a week. The coach filled the gap with training games. A group of people screamed from exhaustion, and they didn't even want to touch the computer in their free time, let alone games.

Since the OOO World War I, Huang's state has been very mysterious. The head of a person is [-] yuan, and the package is [-] cents. Playing Rank or training matches, they both equated the two things of catching people and giving away people's heads.

Life is still the same.

The coach's reaction was very ordinary. He didn't even scold a word, so he called Yimulian to have a conversation, lit a cigarette, and didn't ask any important questions. It was more like a routine chatter, or a smoker exchange meeting , and handed him a cigarette.

He declined the offer.

The smoke fills the entire corridor, and the smell is familiar at a glance. MARLBORO has a strong smell, and it smells very comfortable. However, in recent years, he still prefers to smoke KENT, or ESSE. He is not younger than before, and it is better to be lighter.

"Huang him, are you in love?"

"..."

He coughed heavily, and wanted to say that you have to find Qing Xingdeng for emotional counseling, she is better than any dead homeboy in the team, but he couldn't say it, facing the coach's fatherly face, he couldn't be friendly Just a quick question, does Shuten-douji kick your butt for us, does it really hurt?

77.

Qing Xingdeng was the first one who couldn't sit still, he could hear her getting angry even through the door.

"Leave her alone."

After a quarrel with someone, Huang was naturally in a bad mood. Impatiently, he closed the game directly with Alt+F4, opened the browser, and even relied on Detective Conan to relieve his mood.

Don't ask why Detective Conan can ease the mood, it may be because the picture of the prisoner's confession is very large and pleasant.

Yimulian rummaged through things in the box. Most of this pile of debris was brought in July and August last year. They were never used after they were brought, and it would be a waste to leave them alone. It is time to find a chance to throw them away.

"Don't be like this, it's almost April, everyone is very impetuous."

After speaking, he dug out a pack of fruit marshmallows in the box, turned to the back and saw that the tasting period had passed long ago, which was a pity.

"I know."

"The coach said you never bring your emotions into the game."

He feels that as a teammate, he is a bit too involved, but someone has to say that, Jiu Tun civet cats are heartless, Qing Xingdeng is a girl after all, and the coach implements a free-range policy, even if Huang made a mistake in the training match. Many low-level mistakes did not pull people into the conversation, and in the end it was only him.

Huang also knelt down, took the bag of candy from his hand, and said slowly: "I don't know."

Ah, it's overdue, and Huang also showed the same pity as him, more disgust.

In other words, being in a bad state has nothing to do with being in a bad mood.

The ups and downs of the state are often the curse that every professional player cannot escape. Some people recover quickly, and some people have been silent for more than half a year at the bottom of the valley. There is no so-called "rehabilitation method", everything depends on fate.

Whether in public or private, he doesn't want it to be the latter.

Conan's theme song is playing behind him, and the ending is still the familiar song "Togetsu Bridge".He squatted in a daze and rummaged around. There were still a lot of useless waste in the box. How much time did he have to bring these things here?At the beginning, Huang helped him carry the luggage. If he knew that he had brought so many waste products, would he show his dead face at that time?

He was just thinking about it in such a mess, when suddenly he had sharp eyes and saw a small tie clip at the bottom of the box, which was very fancy.

This is supposed to be a practical thing, but no one wears a suit anymore after playing e-sports.

"From your ex-girlfriend?"

Huang is just asking casually.

approximately.

His tone was quite indifferent, just the same as when the coach said "you go to the jungle" half a year ago, after his resistance failed, he said "OK".

Yimulian threw the tie clip back to the bottom of the box, feeling a little unhappy.

He has never had a girlfriend, and he was strangled to death in the cradle before he even smelled the unrequited love when he was young. The whole team knows that "she" is not even an ex-girlfriend, but Huang is always trying to save trouble. Just use this abbreviation instead of that "she".

If Huang really treats him... this should be a minefield, avoid it as much as you can, how can anyone desperately go to the minefield, isn't there a hole in the brain?

Thinking of this, he felt that he didn't understand Huang again.

78.

Jiu Tun's hands were itchy in the middle of the night, and he went to the training room in the dark to play games, only to find that the lights in the training room were still on.

Which coquettish slut is still bursting into the liver, so desperate?

He glanced at the time, and it was 01:30. Their team had two fairy boys who never stayed up late, and there was no sense of unity as teammates, and there was a little kid who was growing up, and a yelling boy. The old witch who wants to take a beauty sleep, why does she feel that the probability of being a ghost in the training room is even higher...

"Bold, it's midnight, why the hell is still staying here!"

He kicked the door and went in, only to see a "ghost" with a blue face, who was, was playing games, and he was a fucking jungler.

"Oh, what a wonder of heaven and earth!" Jiu Tun was stunned for a moment, and stepped forward to take a closer look, "Isn't this a new hero who has just been installed, staying up late to practice, so hard?"

Huang threw two words at them: "Don't make noise."

"Hey, it turns out that your poor form these two days is because you stayed up late to practice heroes. I thought..."

"Why?"

"..." Jiu Tun knew which pot would not open and which pot to lift, and suddenly felt like slapping himself, "I thought you were rejected for confessing to someone."

Huang turned his head and glanced at him twice. He felt a chill behind him: "Do you know why the most people die now?"

He thought to himself that this jungler might not be Shi Lezhi: "Huh? Brain teasers or the beginning of a horror game? The former words are the ones who get stupidly killed the most, and the latter words are the ones who get poked the most."

"No, it's cheap."

Huang is serious: "I know too much."

79.

"When did you know?"

During the showdown, Yimulian just dug out a piece of earrings that he thought he had lost one from the box, with a smile on his mouth, dazed and absent-minded.

This sentence can refer to many things, although he can't think of a second possibility.

As the coach said, Huang is a person who dares to love and hate, but he is definitely not an upright person who will write all his emotions on his face. He was too calm towards Shang Huang, even with a smile in his eyes, for a while Only then did he realize that this was the "confession" that had terrified him for several days, while the other protagonist was as plain as an adult telling bad Halloween jokes to trick children.

He suddenly felt like an idiot.

He heard his own voice shaking: "Know what?"

Huang naturally wouldn't be moved by his struggle: "You know what I'm talking about, Yimulian."

He thought he even saw a trace of cruelty in that gaze.

In fact, he didn't know—was he that obvious?Even if there were fewer chances to talk, they were still in double rows, and even because of the white day gift bet, he even cooked tomato stewed beef brisket tonight, which was the most successful stew he had made so far. Qing Xingdeng, who was going on a diet to lose weight, took a sip of the scent.

"You're playing dumb."

I do not have.

"Do you think I didn't discover the Cold War?"

……

He is not ignorant of these emotional matters.

When he was still at UVU, he had heard about some of them. They were all gossip. Guanhu told him in a surprised tone that the guy from the team next door was actually Jinki, and he confessed his love to the other guy after the game yesterday As a result, people were shocked. They were a good pair of brothers, and they broke up just like that.

broke?In a team, how far can one judge justice?

Didn't someone die before leaving tonight?Although not for the same reason.

Guan Hu was watching the interview and couldn't explain clearly. He only said that the two contestants originally lived together, and because they had a lot of female fans, they often sold rotten food. If it's Zhenji, it's hard to say. People treat you as a good brother but you want to have sex with him. How hurtful is it.

The two words "little and small", no matter how deep the brotherhood is, it's over.

——After all, that is "disgusting".

He doesn't understand, is it that serious?

Guan Hu said that it depends on the person, if you happen to meet someone with a stubborn temper, wouldn't it blow up at once, it would be better if you are more talkative like you, at least you won't retire because of such crap.

Then he thought about it, is it really that serious?It seems that there are.

Leaving aside the issue of sexual orientation, I failed the friendship of one party and tore down the scale called trust with my bare hands.

It's like being betrayed.

There are so many men who value love and righteousness, and they can do anything for the sake of love, and "betrayal" is also so heavy that it can break the spine——

Could it be that those so-called brotherhoods are just one person's self-indulgence?

He didn't know either.

Yimulian turned pale, he never thought of provoking the other party, the friendship of less than a year, he doesn't feel how heavy it is, whether it's long or short, but if it's broken, it will be broken.

That was the last thing he wanted.

He was rational after all, and quickly found his voice: "I didn't mean that. I just..."

"Just what?"

Huang took out a bottle of contact lens care solution from the box and threw it into his arms, "It's about to expire in the middle of the year, use it quickly", with no difference from the usual tone.

"Think quietly," he said.

Many words missed the most exciting moment, so I would not say it again. That may be the best, it will not hurt feelings, and no one will be disappointed.

Huang didn't accept his favor: "I'm very calm."

After finishing speaking, I still forgot to add another sentence: "And you have always been calm."

As a mid laner who takes "steadiness" as his signature, Yimulian is very calm, but being calm doesn't always solve problems.

Huang was also very considerate, afraid that he would forget the question, he asked again: "When did you know?"

There is a Winnie on the top of the box. He looks at Kazilan's charming big eyes as a plush toy, and he is a little out of focus.

"Just, a few days ago."

"lie."

"...When I came back from G City."

He purposely blurred the cause and effect, even bent the exact time, and absolutely did not mention everything he overheard later.

Fortunately, Huang always remembered to leave room for it, so he didn't ask.

But a more serious question was asked.

"What do you think I'll do?"

Chasing people, chasing them, what else can they be.

What will you do if you catch up?

To be honest, Yimulian really didn't think about this question, he has been refusing to think about it, trying to avoid the question, until now.

He decided to think about it.

If you like someone, go after her, and then what?There doesn't have to be anything after that, maybe this is enough, isn't it the same for love in middle school?How pure everyone was at that time, wanting a status, texting with each other every day until they fell asleep, thinking about such a person in their hearts, showing off their affection every day, and then it was gone.

What about now when you grow up?Kiss when you are in a good mood, sleep on a pillow every day, have the same daydream of winning the championship, and then what?

Become the opponent's lifelong Nakano partner?

Thinking of this, he suddenly wanted to laugh, this story is quite cute, he kind of likes it, but it's a pity that it's a "he" instead of a "she".

He knows everything, but he doesn't know that he has a big heart.

——If another person answered, maybe the answer would be completely different: After you catch up, you should go, why not, is Plato popular these days?Isn't it a good relationship? Then understand it as duplicity. Even if you refuse at the beginning, you will reconcile the problem a few more times, so you just shut up...

That's the normal answer, but it's not one-to-one.

He lowered his head, pressed the laughter into his throat, and turned it into an ordinary and fine exhalation.

It's just that it has a different meaning in the eyes of outsiders.

The Winnie doll fell heavily on the ground, and made a pitiful chirping sound. He understood what it meant for a long time, and felt that something was gradually falling apart.

Huang's voice was cold.

"You're wrong, I'm not that kind of person."

"I won't do anything."

He raised his head, only to see the back of Huang slamming the door and leaving.

tbc