[Gao Qiao] yesterday once more

Gao Yingjie has been very uneasy recently.

Of course it's not about the team.Since defeating the captain at the All-Star Weekend, he has gradually become more confident. He didn't play many games, but he played well and has been playing smoothly.

He was worried about Qiao Yifan.

The latest Yifan...the recent Yifan has become different.He couldn't tell exactly what was different, but this change instinctively made him feel faint chills.It's like the people who have been the most familiar suddenly become strange, like the closest people suddenly become far away.

He hated the feeling of being separated from Yifan.

He and Yifan should be close, since they met in the training camp.They are the people who know each other best, they are inseparable, and they talk about everything—not...not like now, with too many thoughts hidden in their hearts, like a high wall of glass, and they can never touch each other.

Gao Yingjie still remembered those days when he first entered the training camp.

At that time, we were not familiar with each other, and I was very introverted. Watching others chat and play together, I was lonely and envious.I feel flustered and uneasy, and my training results fluctuate accordingly.After playing a practice game that day, he accidentally made a mistake and was taken away by a wave.Gao Yingjie's face was pale when he walked out of the training room. He hid at the end of the corridor, nestled in a corner, tears finally couldn't help but fell down.

He didn't dare to make a sound, he just kept sucking his nose, his vision blurred.In the middle of crying, he vaguely felt that someone stopped in front of him, his voice was hesitant and cautious, and his tone was purely kind: "That... are you okay?"

"I, I'm fine!" Gao Yingjie hurriedly wiped away his tears, raised his head, and saw a boy about his own age looking down at him with concern.Gao Yingjie felt even more ashamed, and his ears turned red all of a sudden.

Fortunately, the boy didn't say anything else, but thoughtfully handed him a pack of tissues and a bottle of water, and asked him with a gentle smile, "Do you want some water?"

"Ah..." The young man's gentle smile made Gao Yingjie calm down a little. He hesitated for a while, then nodded shyly, took the water, and whispered, "Okay, thank you, thank you."

"You're welcome." The boy on the opposite side quickly shook his head, his voice was clear and pleasant, "Are you feeling better?"

"Well," Gao Yingjie nodded, his affection for this strange peer greatly increased, he couldn't help but sniffed again, "Thank you very much."

The boy on the opposite side has a pair of clean and bright light-colored eyes, long and obedient eyelashes, he smiled, like some kind of white and soft animal: "Don't thank you, it's really just a matter of raising your hands... My name is Qiao Yifan, smooth sailing Yifan. What about you?"

"I, my name is Gao Yingjie." Gao Yingjie heard himself reply.His cheeks began to flush slightly, but the boy's heart flew up to the clouds with joy because he had made a new friend.

Smooth sailing.He carefully remembered the name in his heart.

Later, they became best friends, the top two in training camp.They made an appointment to be selected to the home team together, to be selected to the All-Star together, and to win a championship together.

Gao Yingjie thought that their lives would always be "together".However, the twist of fate is that from the first day they entered Tiny Herb, their fates have gone in two completely different directions, one in the sky and the other in the ground—what's more ironic is the reason for Yifan's cold reception , partly because of myself.

With a "genius" like myself around, everything else seemed to pale.

This was not Wang Jiexi's or Gao Yingjie's fault, but the day Gao Yingjie realized it, Gao Yingjie was instantly overwhelmed by a huge sense of guilt and guilt.

There is a reason for all the dodging and forced laughter.

Yifan never blamed himself for being a miracle given by God, how could he dare to ask for more—only someone as good as Yifan would still be willing to be friends with him.

Yifan is such a good, such a good person.

Whenever Gao Yingjie thought of this, he couldn't help feeling a pain in his heart.He really wanted to help him, his best friend, the person he cared about the most, to comfort him and make him laugh.

But he couldn't do what he wanted.

Sometimes Gao Yingjie really hated his overly weak character.

Several times he saw Qiao Yifan laughing foolishly at the screen during training, he didn't know what he was thinking, and sometimes, he didn't even know where Qiao Yifan went out and what he did.

Of course Gao Yingjie knew that Yifan had something to hide from him - but he didn't dare to ask, nor did he have the position to ask.

Because of guilt, because of caring, so caring is chaotic.

On the day Tiny Herb played Excellent Era away, Yifan went to the Internet cafe for additional training, but when he came back, he smelled strange.It is an alpha taste left inadvertently during contact. It is very light, but with a tobacco and leather aftertaste, it is powerful and indifferent.When Gao Yingjie smelled it, he almost lost his mind for an instant.

I can't remember how long it has been, and the only person who has gotten close to Yifan is himself, and he is the only one who smells like himself—but at this moment, a stranger appeared, invading his closest small piece of territory.

This was caused by Alpha's deep-rooted desire to possess and protect, but Gao Yingjie didn't understand it at the time.He didn't understand where his discomfort came from, but that didn't prevent him from taking Qiao Yifan's hand, clasping Qiao Yifan's ten fingers angrily, and begging his friend coquettishly: "Yifan, don't go there next time." It's a place like an Internet cafe. It's too messy, at least let me be with you..."

"Eh....it's not possible, is it?" Qiao Yifan blinked, a little confused.However, seeing Gao Yingjie's seriously worried expression, he changed his words politely, "Okay, I'll be with you next time."

Yifan has been pampering himself recently, and Gao Yingjie has been keenly aware of it.

He was a little happy in his heart, and his anger subsided a lot. He took Qiao Yifan's hand and walked into the room: "Then we have agreed! I will practice with you next time."

Sure enough, Yifan still cares about himself.

Gao Yingjie felt relieved.

A newcomer who is almost transparent in the club, except himself, no one will care about Yifan's whereabouts, no one will care about his emotions.

So Gao Yingjie felt that he had to be more responsible.

After all—Yifan is the only one left.

Tiny Herb's young genius didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his mentality, and he didn't feel that his thoughts were more like an Alpha than ever—the kind with a little bit of big Aism—he only felt that his He is doing his best to take up the responsibility of being a friend, conscientiously helping his best friend to practice hard after training, going in and out together, and being a little smug by Qiao Yifan's particularly gentle and indulgent attitude towards him recently.

Ah, Yifan is so nice.

Assassins have also played better recently.

If he wasn't born with a down-to-earth and introverted personality, he would almost indulge in this simple and happy time and start thinking about the future.

Between this day after day of practice and coexistence, three months slipped away quietly, and spring has come to an end.The eighth season is coming to an end, but Qiao Yifan still hasn't been sent to the field once.

Would any team sign a draft with a player who didn't play at all?Any fool knows the answer.

Gao Yingjie's heart was hanging in the air, uneasily.However, the playoffs were about to start, and the whole team was tense and engaged in intensive training, so he put down other things for the time being and focused on practice.

This was Gao Yingjie's first year of success, and it was also his first time to participate in the playoffs. Training until ten o'clock every night could not relieve his nervousness.That night he went to bed after training, but couldn't fall asleep, so he got up and decided to find a glass of milk.When he walked back to the dormitory from the tea room along the dark corridor, he found that the door of Qiao Yifan's room was not closed tightly, and a gleam of light leaked from the gap.

It's so late, Yifan hasn't slept yet?

Gao Yingjie blinked, and walked towards Qiao Yifan's room full of doubts and curiosity.

"One——" He was about to knock on the door, but the door that was not closed tightly was already opened with a slight force, quietly revealing all the secrets hidden in the door.

Qiao Yifan didn't even notice his arrival.He was wearing a headset, his back was facing him, and he was playing Glory.

Gao Yingjie originally wanted to say hello - really, he never thought of peeping into other people's privacy - but when he saw the picture on the computer screen, he unconsciously shook and held his breath .

It was a scene he had never seen before.

One Inch Ash fought side by side with Lord Grim, and the whole team stepped on the ghost formation, cutting into the battle situation like sharp knives.In the chaotic boss battle, Ghost Sword's actions are extraordinarily calm and calm, with erratic movements and precise singing.

That was Qiao Yifan, whom he had never seen before. He was so strong that it was shocking.

The battle lasted for a long time in the seesaw, and finally came to an end.Heavenly Sword killed the wild boss, and as soon as the world broadcast came out, Qiao Yifan finally let out a long sigh of relief and pulled off his earphones.

Then he heard a familiar voice from behind him. Gao Yingjie's burning eyes were fixed on him for an unknown how long.

"Yifan... How long have you been practicing Ghost Sword?"

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