【Double Dragon Group】Rationality and My Grace

111.

Before leaving Q City, Qing Xingdeng’s dream was finally fulfilled—it’s useless to eat all over the streets and alleys, so I chose one of the most famous restaurants for a meal.

Qing Xingdeng ate very happily, even took a picture and posted it on Weibo, and kept silent about losing the game.

Yimulian also thinks this is a good idea, be more optimistic, let the fans of the team less worry, the most important thing is to stabilize the morale of the army.

It should be like this.

The photo sent by Qing Xingdeng is so good that it captures a small detail.

Yimulian and Huang are sitting at the end of the camera, their faces are not photographed, but it does not affect a single detail that sells them completely - there are two servings of braised prawns on his plate, and two bowls of small servings on Huang's plate Chili Chicken.

I help you eat what you don't like, and you help me eat what I don't like. It seems that there is nothing wrong, but...

转发清一色的“啊啊啊啊甜死我惹呜呜呜”，或者“感谢我家惊天大糖拯救我破碎在Q市的小心肝”。

The problem was that he still didn't dare to turn his head to look at Huang, gave the opponent a puzzled look to express his helplessness, and was embarrassed to turn a blind eye to Qing Xingdeng, a Weibo with clear interaction in the team, after all, their team atmosphere is famous good.

so awkward.

Yimulian hesitated for a long time before making up his mind to forward it. The content is very simple: @QUQ-Yimulin: I don’t know how to eat spicy food...

Less than a minute after sending it out, Weibo showed another retweet by people who had followed, and the content was equally simple.

@QUQ-Huang: Well, don’t eat seafood. //@QUQ-一目连: I don’t know how to eat spicy food...

112.

The way back is also by plane, but at night.

Also in order to "take care" of the expenses, the coach bought a plane ticket in the early hours of eleven o'clock.

Jiu Tun is a great hero, under the watchful eyes of Qing Xingdeng and Tanuki, he went up on behalf of the whole team, and kicked the coach's ass in front of all the folks in the terminal hall.

The coach immediately jumped up and down in anger: "What are you doing! A group of nerds who don't have a night life, do you have any complaints!"

Jiu Tun was furious: "Having a girlfriend is great?!"

"Of course it's great. Don't be angry, don't be angry! Single dogs! You have never confessed or been confessed in your life. You should be civilized!"

"Fuck ○○○○○○○!"

Yimulian: "..." Why does it seem like an arrow has been shot in the knee?

113.

I can't quite understand the pain of a person sitting at home sitting on an arrow from the sky, so I peeked at Huang's screen openly and aboveboard.

Huang Zheng squandered the last 20% of his battery under the banner of "Of course it's worthwhile to run out of battery when going out for travel", playing a MOBA mobile game.

Since the host-side MOBA has become popular, there have been more similar mobile games. Many people usually make jokes about "after retiring, go live and play mobile games to eat and drink. I guess I won't starve to death in ten years, and maybe I can make a fortune", although The operating system is completely different, but the awareness of professional players is enough to crush most ordinary players.

He was distracted, and the voice of "Triple Kill" appeared again.

The murderous intent is very heavy, fellow Taoist...

The dexterous assassin shuttled through the crowd, but before the pawn line arrived, he still plunged into the tower, reaping a head at the risk of being killed by the highland defense tower A.

"Quadra Kill!"

One step away from the pentakill, Yimu Lian's back is cold, their team's mad dog jungler has a bad temper, but usually they can't see anything wrong, so they can't abuse vegetables so rampantly.

——He shouldn't have done anything that would cause the other party's dissatisfaction today, right?

At least, he didn't refuse.

When the coach broke in and asked them to prepare for the post-match interview, they should not have separated the distance. He stared at the bewitchment of the person in front of him, just a little bit unbearable, just a little bit ready to move, if...

Forget it, nothing if.

Anyway, when the coach rushed in, his eyeballs were about to fall off.

Eighty percent of them saw something blind.

"The last one fled back, in the grass in the lower left corner of Ueno." Yimulian couldn't help reminding, Huang was busy killing people, but he could clearly see the vision information on the small map.

No one would have trouble with Pentakill, so Huang let out a "huh" and started to turn around and walk back.

Time was running out, Huang directly threw the only long-distance skill in the past, and this was the only way to interrupt the opponent's return to the city.

He believed his judgment almost instinctively.

Sure enough, a person was knocked into the grass.

A bloody skin, the statute of limitations for pentakills has not yet expired, so you can get it at your fingertips...

The screen of the phone went black.

"what."

Not too good, this is an automatic shutdown.

After looking at the mobile phone models of Qihuang, I realized that they have been spending a lot of money to play wild. The mobile phone is actually the iPeach6 from a few years ago. The battery is notoriously naughty-automatically shut down at 20%, and it will be restored immediately when plugged in. It is not uncommon for the 38% of Love and Peace to prompt a power outage even when the battery is fully charged in winter.

It's easy to say anything, but it is absolutely unbearable to have a mobile phone disease before the pentakill!

Yimulian instinctively took a step forward when he smelled the storm.

In the adult society, everyone avoids suspicion and avoids it. It is really rare to see people who rush forward like him without worrying about being hurt by anger.

He knew that many people thought he was stupid like this, and he didn't deny it, but he was acting instinctively.

"or……"

"Do you want coffee?"

Huang spoke at the same time as him, the calmness in his brows was completely unaware of Cai's irritability.

114.

Not to mention the problem that "drinking coffee at night" is equal to "something wrong". Except for Grandpa Mai and Uncle Ken, there will be no 24-hour stores in the airport. Yimulian and Huang walked around the terminal hall to refresh themselves I didn't see anything, and I was even more tired and sleepy after walking. Only the vending machine on the side of the road still had some warmth.

Yimulian bought canned coffee from the vending machine, but didn't drink it.

He is just the words "Limited to Q City" on the bottle in the picture.

When boarding the plane, I didn’t think of the bubble gum at all. I hurried to find the coach, but the coach snorted at him angrily: “What are you looking for? Get the certificate as soon as possible, don't I need to say more about it?"

Yimulian: "...the right family?"

Coach: "The cutest height difference, don't you know, I'll do the subtraction for you!"

"No, no need..."

It's [-]% not necessary, and [-]% of this is seen.

Ah, is it too late to draw your sword and commit suicide?

They were arranged to sit together again. According to Qing Xingdeng's later account, he and Huang couldn't help feeling sleepy shortly after the plane took off. One lowered the brim of his hat and the other asked the flight attendant for a blanket. The front seats leaned together and slept unconscious.

Yimulian was shocked by her, lean, lean together? !

Noticing his gaze, the coach's smile immediately became gloomy, as if he hated something deeply: "Father, I swear to God, I never have any contempt for you single dogs. In exchange, your Nakano linkage proficiency Is it okay to add one or two skill points?"

It seems too late.

115.

A bad news.

When they returned to City S, the lights in the club were dimmed at night. The youth trainees said that the power had been out for a day at the base, and they called someone to fix it, but they didn't know what was wrong.

The point is not that there are no games to play, but...

The big bag of beef dishes that Huang brought back died in the refrigerator after being cooked by the chef. The hero's life ended before it started, which is not unreasonable.Along with it, besides a series of ingredients, there are also civet cat's fresh milk, Qingxingdeng's fruit and facial mask.

Qing Xingdeng held the corpse of the mask jar in grief: "I'm going to bury it..."

Only the civet cat gloated: "Then I don't need to drink milk?"

The coach pastes Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms: "You are dreaming."

In the past, Huang should have expressed his dissatisfaction in silence at this time, but now he just threw the expired garbage in the refrigerator into the trash can, and was worried that it would stink, so he simply took it downstairs and threw it out himself.

Qing Xingdeng held Huang back: "I think there is something strange about the power outage, don't you want to avenge your steak, the murderer is probably..."

This is of course a joke, everyone can hear it, Qing Xingdeng always likes to use this method to enliven the atmosphere in the team, but unfortunately there are straight guys everywhere in the team, so it comes in handy when chatting with Huang .

Normally, Huang would interrupt her impatiently at this time.

Huang is not without a gentleman's demeanor, but this demeanor always depends on the timing, and this is obviously not a good time.

Forced to stay up all night, low energy, low morale, explosive mood, these four combined will have to toss a person to death, what is the gentleman's demeanor.

But Huang didn't get angry, and even coaxed her: "Hey, help me to invite Mori Kogoro tomorrow."

Yimulian and Qingxingdeng looked at each other in surprise.

Qing Xingdeng said again, "Can you invite Conan?"

"No."

After Huang finished speaking, he carried the bag of garbage and left. The power outage has not yet been restored, and the emergency power supply has been squandered by the youth training boys.

Yimulian touched his pocket and took out his mobile phone. The battery hadn't soared, at least it was definitely enough to turn on the flashlight, and he could use it for a while.

After thinking about it, he decided to forget it.

Something is wrong in my heart.

Two minutes later, Yimulian went downstairs and lit a cigarette at the door.

One cigarette a day, this is the bottom line he set for himself, but now he has smoked the second cigarette of the day.

The first one was drawn at the end of the QUQ post-match interview. The reason is not complicated. Losing the game and Huang’s showdown each accounted for half of the two. He couldn’t tell which was more and which was less.At that time, he was unavoidably annoyed. In order to ensure peace of mind, he chose to smoke a cigarette in the last 3 minutes before leaving the venue by car.

The taste of nicotine is actually not very good, he doesn't like it, but the energy released by nicotine is quite addictive.

So sad to be "relieved" by nicotine.

Even so, he chose to go downstairs to smoke.

——Or, he was taking this opportunity to wait for someone.

To his surprise, when Huang went out this time, he brought back a large group of maintenance workers who repaired the cable equipment, and he had to pay an expedited fee in the middle of the night, and Mr. Jungle didn't even blink his eyes.

"Aren't you sleeping yet?"

After speaking, Huang wanted to untie the scarf and wrap it around him again, the night wind was still cold.

He politely stopped the other party: "I'm not cold... I just can't sleep."

"Of course you can't sleep if you smoke, didn't you say one cigarette a day?"

"...It's past midnight."

No matter how reasonable the reason is, Yimulian still feels indisputable.He is not a person who is particularly good at enlightening himself. He suffered from insomnia many times due to the cold war, and it was useless to light lavender incense.

Huang is very smart, if he notices his hesitant attitude, he will definitely understand something.

The night wind is not small, and the wind direction is not very friendly, and the second-hand smoke is blown in the direction of Huang, and Huang does not avoid it. In the end, Yimulian couldn't help but move away.

Huang said, "You can say whatever you want, I can probably guess."

This time he turned his head sideways, but he didn't even see Huang's face.

Huang's voice was probably like that, not more enthusiastic than the "confident" when he answered the coach, indifferent but the "oh" and "um" that can be heard everywhere on weekdays, even the few words that made him suddenly have a rapid heart rate. Every showdown sentence is too calm to be emotionally colored with selfish desires.

Be it irritability, embarrassment, or pain...

He couldn't make out anything from the voice.

There are only two reasons for not looking at him - evasion and refusal to give feedback. Huang is not a person who can evade, so the answer can only be the latter.

He thought that Huang must be disappointed now.

If it wasn't for the coach's meddling, he himself couldn't tell what the ending would be. The route deviated from the original plan a little bit, and he really had to blame it. The culprit was not the jungler who pretended to be relieved in front of him, but four words, Bewildered.

"Don't do that again."

He said.

This time it was a real relief.

When the cigarette was finished, he held the butt and waited patiently for a response.

Huang still turned back to look at him, even though the night was too dark, he couldn't see the other person's expression clearly, and the other person couldn't see him, they looked at each other in the dark, he was happy to do so, he was counting on using this layer of night as a protective color, tearing off the That camouflage.

Huang stopped talking, he didn't even hear a vague "um".

That's right, he couldn't help thinking.

Huang is very polite in life and doing things, and there are only three reasons for falling into silence, being speechless, not wanting to pay attention, being poked deep in his heart, and absolutely not going out of his way to cater to others.

He thought, since they are so familiar, he won't be hit by his personality, and since he's not a girl, he doesn't need to be coaxed.

Huang, who has a temper and stubborn temper, is the one he knows, not the hypocritical one who forcibly suppresses his irritability in his heart for various reasons such as "chasing people"— —It really fits the definition of "perfect boyfriend", but...

You also don't feel like you anymore.

Pentakill was in vain and complained. After a power outage for so long, no one was responsible enough to seriously call people to come and train them, so she trained them. Qing Xingdeng's jokes were forced and boring, so she let herself laugh.

That's you.

No need to take care of his mood.

Isn't it a mad dog jungler?The usual shortage is quite good, everyone in the team has a small temper, but this does not prevent the five of them from being in a good relationship. Only when there is a reciprocal...reciprocal relationship is it sincere, isn't it?

This is also what he said to himself.

There is no longer any escape.

"You do not need……"

"It's still embarrassing for you, sorry."

Their deep tacit understanding broke out, and they opened their mouths together tacitly, and he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Huang left without looking back.

tbc