[Gao Qiao] yesterday once more

A basin of cold water poured down his head, Qiao Yifan's hands and feet were cold for a moment, and his face was pale.

Qiao Yifan said at a loss: "Ying, Yingjie, listen to my explanation...!"

Gao Yingjie didn't speak, but just looked at him steadfastly, his eyes shining slightly in the darkness.Qiao Yifan couldn't be sure whether his eyes were doubt or hurt, or tears of disappointment, because he didn't dare to look Gao Yingjie directly in the eyes.

Ever since he was blown away by Li Xuan in the Rookie Challenge in Season [-], he hadn't been so confused and panicked for a long, long time.Qiao Yifan never thought that Yingjie would find out about this matter—probably because he was not found out in his previous life, and he always subconsciously thought that it would be the same in this life.

However, the reality slapped him hard, tore open the loopholes in his complacency, and spread the most important secret before the eyes of the person he wanted to hide the most.

How sad and disappointed will Yingjie be?Will he hate himself?

Qiao Yifan didn't dare to think about it at all.

He collected himself, suppressed the panic in his heart, and began to explain: "I... started practicing ghost formations when I met Senior Ye Xiu."

"Senior Ye Xiu...?" Gao Yingjie didn't seem to expect this answer, his eyes widened slightly in surprise.

"...Mmm." Qiao Yifan nodded lightly.He calmed down a little, lowered his eyes, and countless memories began to fly past his eyes.

Where should we start?It was a memory from too long ago, as far away as a dream.

A dream that started from the boundless darkness was like a miracle, so gentle that he wanted to cry, every detail was so clear.

At that time, he was so weak and so hopeless in the future.He is weak in strength, playing assassins that he is not good at, and has never been taken seriously in the team. All these have made the young man feel inferior and cowardly, almost numb, like a helpless drowning person, even struggling is futile.Just staying in Tiny Herb seems to be a goal that he can't reach even after exhausting all his efforts.

His life is a hopeless and dense darkness, and there is no light in his future.

But suddenly one day, a ray of light suddenly appeared in his dark world.In the arena, at the other end of the network cable, Ye Xiu said to him: "Assassin is not suitable for you, try a ghost!"

Qiao Yifan was so confused.

He didn't quite understand why the master Ye Xiu would notice his poorly played little transparent, and he didn't quite believe the master's praise of his "good view of the overall situation".It's been too long, no one has praised him, it sounds like it's just a kind gesture.

However, that little fire still made him feel a long-lost warmth in the cold night.He has been humbled for too long, numb from the cold, and any ray of light is like a life-saving straw.

Give it a try.He finally worked up the courage—even knowing it was a desperate gamble that could cost him his entire career.

Because he doesn't want to give up yet.

At least...he still wants to go forward side by side with Yingjie - just like they once agreed.

So he created a new ghost sword account with apprehension.Then, he was surrounded by great warmth and firelight.The feeling of being needed, valued, cared for, and guided is so good that it's hard to let go of it once you've tasted it.He likes and appreciates this team, just like his own home. Here, he is accepted and becomes a member of the team, giving back to each other, peace of mind and warmth.

Later, they participated in the challenge together, won the championship, entered the league, and won another championship.Five seasons later, in the last year before senior Fang Rui retired, Xingxin won the second championship.

At the moment of glory, Qiao Yifan just wanted to cry.Holding the golden trophy together with his teammates, he felt that he couldn't love Xingxin more than at this moment.

How should I describe my gratitude and love for Xingxin?Qiao Yifan didn't know, really didn't know.

He didn't know if Gao Yingjie would understand and forgive.

He could only tell Gao Yingjie everything that happened in District [-], that they were writing books and setting records together, Ye Xiu left him three chances and said to him, "You are also a professional player!".When he said this, his eyes were so gentle that it was heartbreaking, as if tears would flow from his eyes at the slightest touch.

When Gao Yingjie heard this, he could no longer control himself. Seeing Qiao Yifan's expression, Gao Yingjie's heart was about to break.Gao Yingjie forgot all about disappointment and injury.He hugged Qiao Yifan and buried his head in the crook of his neck: "Stop talking, Yifan, don't go on talking..."

"I'm sorry." Qiao Yifan hugged him back, cautiously, guilty and at a loss, "I'm really sorry, Yingjie."

"No, no, Yifan, I'm the one who should say I'm sorry, but I didn't notice how uncomfortable you were at that time," Gao Yingjie rubbed his neck and shook his head.He sniffed, tightened his arms holding Qiao Yifan, and whispered sadly, "And I'm still so useless, I can't help you at all..."

Qiao Yifan just shook his head. The better Gao Yingjie treated him, the more guilty and sad he felt, and his heart ached: "Don't say that, Yingjie. At that time, I was very scared and confused, and I didn't dare to be discovered by the club. I couldn't help it." Let me tell you, I don’t want you to be in a dilemma between me and the club. What if the club finds out... What will you do? You are the captain’s promising successor, so you are so highly valued. I don’t want—I really don’t want to Drag you down."

"Yifan," Gao Yingjie let go of him, with a hint of crying in his voice, looking at him with serious and firm eyes, "You will never be my burden."

Qiao Yifan stared at him blankly, his eyes fluttering and flickering.He was silent for a while, and finally lowered his eyes and sighed.

Gao Yingjie sniffed, held his hand, and showed a simple and happy smile: "But it's all right now, don't worry about the club. Yifan, you play so well, you will definitely stay!"

Gao Yingjie, who was so happy for him, almost defeated Qiao Yifan. An overwhelming sense of guilt and guilt surged over him, as if drowning him.His face was pale, and he forced a smile: "It's hard to say, after all, I messed up the rookie challenge like that."

"Don't worry, Yifan," Gao Yingjie approached affectionately, like a clingy and fluffy animal, so joyful and sincere, "I will definitely help you—"

Halfway through his speech, he suddenly felt himself being hugged again.Qiao Yifan buried his head into Gao Yingjie's side neck, and wrapped his arms around his neck with great force, yet seemed to be trembling weakly.

Yifan is rarely so excited, and rarely reveals his inner softness, and shows his dependence on him so bluntly——Yifan is always so tenacious, bearing everything alone.So when Gao Yingjie was hugged, he was stunned for a second, and then he felt Qiao Yifan's warm breath falling on his ears, his heart beat suddenly, and he was almost flattered.

"Yi, Yifan?" He didn't understand what happened to Qiao Yifan all of a sudden, but it didn't stop him from hugging Qiao Yifan carefully, and wrapped him a little deeper in his arms, "What's wrong?"

Qiao Yifan didn't speak, just hugged him, rubbed against him lightly, and shook his head.

Gao Yingjie... Gao Yingjie's blood bar was almost empty by him, and hot blood rushed to his face. He felt that the other party was extremely cute, and was made a little shy by this thought.

Then Qiao Yifan finally let go of him, sniffed his nose a little embarrassedly, and the tips of his ears were a little red: "I'm sorry, Yingjie, I, I was a little—"

"It's okay, it's okay!" Gao Yingjie nodded persistently, "I understand."

Qiao Yifan smiled, but his face was still pale.He sniffed and took a deep breath: "Okay, it's already late today, I don't care, I won't play anyway—Yingjie, you still have playoff training tomorrow."

"Ah!" Gao Yingjie just remembered the matter of time, and his face turned red all of a sudden, "But, but I still want to play a game with you..."

"It's the playoffs, be careful about your competitive state." Qiao Yifan looked at him with a helpless smile, "What time is it, if the captain finds out that you stayed up all night, I will lose my mind."

Gao Yingjie lowered his head sullenly: "That's true..."

The playoffs come first, and everything else comes later.

"Then I'll go back to bed first, Yifan, you should go to bed early too, don't stay up too late." Gao Yingjie left reluctantly, and even closed the door for him intimately.

Watching Gao Yingjie's figure completely disappear behind the door, Qiao Yifan's calm mask finally disintegrated little by little, his smile disappeared completely, leaving only snow-like paleness.

The day when the truth will be revealed will come, and there is nothing he can do except delay it.

He is destined to leave Tiny Herb and betray their previous agreement on his own initiative.However, at this moment, he only hopes that that day will come a little later, a little later—preferably forever, Yingjie will not find out that he has already decided to leave from the very beginning.

That night, Gao Yingjie had a long-lost dream.

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Then Gao Yingjie woke up.In the dimly lit room, the electronic clock just showed 5:33.He jumped up and ran to the bathroom, while washing off his underwear in shame, he couldn't help recalling the charming dream just now.

Yifan is his best friend.And he was in a dream with Yifan...

Just thinking about it, Gao Yingjie already felt 12 panic and guilt.However, at the same time, he felt a little...a quickening of his heartbeat.

After all... Yifan like that is really cute.

No, no, Gao Yingjie, how can you think of such a thing at this time——

Gao Yingjie's face was flushed, and he guessed that his estrus period was coming soon, so he hurried to eat two Alpha inhibitors, calmed down a bit, and then came back to continue washing clothes.

Well, calm down, go to sleep for a while after washing the clothes, recharge your energy, and play in the playoffs.

He told himself so, forcing his composure.However, for some reason, Qiao Yifan's face flashed before his eyes again, as if there was something pulling his mind somewhere, always lingering towards this only softest and most precious corner.

Finally, he thought with some excitement.

Hmm... After the playoffs, go ask the manager about Yifan's contract extension for next season.

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