[Gao Qiao] yesterday once more

When Qiao Yifan woke up, the first thing he saw was a large area of ​​white.

Hospital-specific white.

He smelled the smell of disinfectant and alcohol, as well as other mixed smells floating in the air, like smoke that has been snuffed out, like flowers that have been plucked, only a trace of meaning remains, and the source is no longer there.He didn't know that it was the smell of different pheromones, but the strange and subtle feeling made him feel panicked instinctively.

An Wenyi was standing beside his bed, pushing his glasses, with a rare palpable worry in his expression.

"Are you awake?" he asked, and Qiao Yifan thought for a moment that he had returned to the fourteenth season of his previous life.

This is not the first time An Wenyi has said this to him, the heat of the estrus period has not yet faded, Qiao Yifan was dizzy from the fever, but suddenly remembered.The images of the previous life emerged in a gloom, like the golden sand that sank at the bottom of the river was stirred and resurfaced.

Fourteenth season, summer break.

When An Wenyi rushed to the hospital, Qiao Yifan was still sleeping.There was a white sheet on the white hospital bed, and that thin figure was almost submerged in the white folds, making him invisible again.He was dripping with his left hand, with his eyes closed, his black hair scattered on the snow-white pillow, and he was so quiet that it was shocking.

This person's stomach problem has not been a day or two, and the whole team knows it, but no one thought it would be so severe this time.

From the 12th season to the present, he only returned home during the summer break of the [-]th season and the Spring Festival every year, and stayed in the team for training for the rest of the time-this year is no exception.The playoffs of the fourteenth season have just passed, and Xingxin lost to Samsara in the finals, only one step away from the runner-up.There was a torrent of criticism and public opinion on the Internet, and they all rushed towards the captain like an overwhelming mountain.

Of course it was directed at the captain.

The leader of a team, the soul of a team.What's more, the situation in Season [-] and Season [-] is so similar, the final is still Samsara vs Happy - only the captain of Happy has changed from Ye Xiu to Qiao Yifan.

You can say anything.Qiao Yifan couldn't take on Xingxin's burden, Yunyun, Xingxin's tactical mistakes, etc. If Ye Xiu was still alive, he would never have lost like this. Qiao Yifan was just a mediocre person, and Tiny Herb didn't feel wronged at all for not wanting him.There were even worse curses, full of all kinds of greetings to reproductive organs and maternal relatives, aimed at this team, aimed at Qiao Yifan himself, let him die.

An Wenyi was glad that he fell asleep and didn't have to listen to the wind and rain outside.

No one can imagine how much they have paid, how much Qiao Yifan has paid this season.This is only his first year as captain.Research data, stick to every map and every detail, deduce tactics over and over again, and don't even have time to eat when you are busy.When he was free, he suffered from insomnia.The weight of the entire team, the doubting public opinion, and the fans' expectations weighed down, like a roof of the world, overwhelming.

Can't sleep.

Accompanied by the long night, there is only silent darkness, so quiet that it is almost suffocating.

Qiao Yifan got up, went out to pour water, and swiped his phone in the deserted training room.

When Luo Ji woke up at night, he saw him crouching on the sofa and checking Weibo comments. In the dark room, there was only a little pale light from the phone screen, illuminating Qiao Yifan's almost expressionless face.Luo Ji was taken aback: "Yifan? Why are you still up so late?!"

Qiao Yifan seemed to come alive from the state of the paper man, and showed him a faint smile: "Can't sleep. What about you?"

"Going to the bathroom," Luo Ji grabbed his hair and took a closer look, almost fainting. "Why are you watching this? Is it fun to watch them scold you? The keyboard man knows how to blind BB, these few rounds Although the state is not stable, but the performance is not bad..."

Qiao Yifan thought for a while and said, "But I think it's more interesting to see people scold me than to see people praise me."

"what?"

"Well...Actually, I'm very happy when I'm praised, and I get carried away easily, so let's forget it."

Even Luo Ji couldn't help complaining: "...Late at night, I went to Weibo to scold you, Yifan, are you M?"

The young Captain Xingxin couldn't help laughing, a gentle smile appeared on his tired eyes, "Even so, I don't think there's anything wrong with it. Hmm...but you can scold me, but you can't. I can't bear to watch it at all, and I can't help but want to start a small Weibo account and argue with him for [-] rounds..."

"Who are you arguing with for three hundred rounds?" Luo Ji was helpless. This person has a gentle personality, and his words are not good at all. He has always been the type of action that speaks louder than words.

"That's too bullying." Qiao Yifan laughed, tilted his head and thought for a while, feeling a little helpless, "It's better to private message and send long essays to refresh the screen. Sending [-] words in a row should be called reasonable and reasonable. Playing hooligans on the ground?"

"...???" Luo Ji's glasses were about to fall off, "Where did you learn this trick?!"

"Hmm, the inspiration brought by senior Huang Shaotian?"

"...Yifan, you have changed."

"Eh?"

"I'm praising you."

"Thank, thank you...?"

As a result, Luo Ji went back to the room in a daze, only to find out that he had planned to have a serious talk with him, but in the end he was taken there jokingly——I don’t know how Qiao Yifan did it of.

Feng Guo Wuhen remained calm, but the situation was under control.

An Wenyi's comment on this was: "Is the heart used in this kind of place?"

Baozi asked without knowing it: "Where should it be used?"

This question is difficult to answer.Don't think about what happened three months ago.The important point now is that Captain Qiao, who is known as Xingxin's last conscience, was so wise and powerful that he tossed himself into the hospital.

So where does the heart part go? ? ?

Xingxin's pastor turned on his phone. In the team group, his teammates were chatting about Qiao Yifan's condition. They were very worried, and even Ye Xiu got mad.There are also quite a few professional players @一inch羽, Qiao Yifan has always been popular on weekdays, and a group of people playing from various households are asking him what is going on and if he is okay.

After brushing for a while, Qiao Yifan woke up and opened his dark eyes, but he didn't have much energy: "...Brother Wen Yi?"

"Are you awake?" An Wenyi put down the phone, "The proprietress has something urgent to go back to deal with, so I'll stay with you on the bed."

"..." Qiao Yifan lowered his eyes, "I'm sorry, I have troubled you and the lady boss."

An Wenyi looked at his expression, remained silent for a while, and then said: "The doctor said that your stomach problem has worsened, either due to irregular work and rest, or too much pressure—or both."

Qiao Yifan sighed, a little unhappy: "I will take medicine well."

An Wenyi frowned slightly: "Take it easy, don't stress too much."

"It's easy for you to say," Qiao Yifan instead curled the corners of his lips, feeling a little helpless, "The pressure is still there, and it won't go away."

"..."

"I'm fine." Qiao Yifan said, looking over with clear and calm eyes, "I'm used to it, these are nothing."

An Wenyi sighed.

He has been roommates with Qiao Yifan since he joined the team, and he knows this person's character best along the way.It looks soft and gentle, but in fact it is a person with deep thoughts, forbearance, and tenacity are all buried in the deepest part.

He is very mature.But no matter how mature you are, you are still a human being—a person who will be tired, hurt, and injured.

"The loss in the final is not your fault." An Wenyi said, "Don't think too much."

Qiao Yifan just looked at him like this: "I am the captain, Brother Wen Yi, the responsibility is mine."

"But the fact is that Samsara performed better this time." An Wenyi pointed out calmly.

"I understand." Qiao Yifan lowered his eyes, his pale complexion seemed covered with a layer of frost, "But it's because we didn't make any mistakes this time that I'm even more unwilling...Brother Wen Yi, do you understand?"

An Wenyi patted his slender shoulders and remained silent.

Samsara and Xingxin have been rivals since the tenth season, and they are the third feud in the professional circle after Temple Medicine and Tyranny Excellent Era. Zhou Zekai is Qiao Yifan's serious sufferer.Xingxin's starting point is too high. Since the loss of Ye Xiu in the eleventh season, their lineup has been adjusted and repaired, and they have gone through the pain and ups and downs, and slowly returned to the right track - but everyone's expectations for them are undoubtedly high Outrageous.

Qiao Yifan doesn't mind pressure, responsibility, exhaustion, or being abused.

But he minded that he didn't win the championship for Xingxin.I really care.

It's not just a matter of dereliction of duty, but more importantly, they are running out of time.

Qiao Yifan stared at his drip bottle, and said softly, "Senior Fang Rui will be retiring next season, and Sister Rou and Brother Baozi will only play for two or three years at most. I want everyone to win another championship together before they leave. .”

An Wenyi said: "We all want to."

"En." Qiao Yifan nodded.

"Since it is clear, you should rest well and take care of your body."

Qiao Yifan didn't look at him: "I know."

I know.

For Xingxin, for his teammates, he knows everything.

He can do everything.

No one spoke, only the sound of heartbeats and drips fell quietly but firmly, like the prelude to a journey, until Fang Rui broke in through the door, holding a bouquet of fragrant lilies.

Qiao Yifan was stunned: "Fang—— Senior Fang Rui, aren't you playing in S City?"

"How far is S city from our H city? We'll get there in minutes, okay? Just let Zhou Zekai play with that stuffy gourd for a while." Fang Rui walked into the ward briskly, like a lively stream. I was shocked when she said that the proprietress sent you to the hospital, so I hurriedly booked a train ticket and came back to see. Xiao An, are you here to accompany the bed?"

"Well, the proprietress has something to do, please ask me to take her place."

Fang Rui whistled.He put the lilies on the bedside table, bent down, and touched Qiao Yifan's forehead lying on the bed, like rubbing a puppet cat: "Hey, how do you feel now, Little Qiao team?"

"Eh? Very, very good..."

Fang Rui had a hippie smile, a friendly attitude, and a pair of sincere eyes. He didn't look like a veteran near the end of his career at all.The number one wretched master in the league has been a professional player for so many years, but he has always held the title of vice-team, first Lin Jingyan's, then Su Mucheng's, and then Qiao Yifan's - when the last one became the captain, The whole world was in an uproar, and they didn't understand why Xingxin left Fang Rui alone, but let Qiao Yifan, the youngest in the team, take the lead.

In fact, Fang Rui himself was not happy to do it.He is not happy, everyone can only think of ways to make him happy.So Fang Ruizhi sat proudly in front of his vice-captain and all-stars, and even called Qiao Yifan "Little Qiao Team" when he was happy, just to amuse his juniors.

An Wenyi watched Qiao Yifan scrambling to deal with Fang Rui, who didn't follow the rules, watching the play without any love from his companions, and incidentally made remarks to add insult to injury.This guy tossed himself into the hospital, so he should be well educated——An Wenyi felt his eyebrows twitch when he saw the news in the group that Ye Xiu said that he was going to visit people in H City.

Xingxin's strongest trash talk trio reunites—Comrade Yifan, you wish for luck.

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