Lin Xuhuan was on the live broadcast. He was lazy in everything, but he was diligent in the live broadcast. After all, he was a big talker himself, so there was still a barrage to take care of him when he started the live broadcast.
The barrage was laughing at him, saying that he had to teach others even if he couldn't hold back four times his AK, and some people asked him who he was talking about.
"Who said that I can't hold AK four times better? Except for my brother, I have never seen anyone playing AK better than me. If you don't believe me, go outside and shout to see who dares to respond." Lin Xuhuan said, "I just spoke. It's my brother, yes, I played with him before. Isn't the sound good?... Oh he doesn't take orders... Isn't he handsome? Just kidding, handsome is better than... "
"Is it finished?" Yan Zhun asked.
"It's over, it's over, it's over." Lin Xuhuan laughed casually, "Where are you two now?"
Yan Zhun ignored him, Pei Ran thought about it, and then opened Mai Ying: "Internet cafe."
Lin Xuhuan was stunned for a moment: "Why did you go to the Internet cafe? If you want to surf the Internet directly to the base, I will reimburse you for the taxi fare! Which Internet cafe are you in? Otherwise, I will go to you to play."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Xuhuan was shot a few times at his feet, and he jumped up and screamed in fright: "I'm just kidding, there's someone close by! I didn't even hear footsteps! It's a jerk!"
He jumped on the spot several times, looked back in horror, Yan Zun raised the gun and opened the mirror, the muzzle of the gun was facing him.
"..." Lin Xuhuan said indifferently, "Brother, I shut up."
Pei Ran didn't speak, but smiled silently.
Every time he played games with them, Pei Ran was very relaxed and happy. After a game, even if there was no head, he was in a good mood.
After searching Xiaoye District, he came out and found that Yan Zhuo had met someone. Hearing the sound of gunshots, Pei Ran put away his gun and just wanted to see if anyone could help, when the person next to him suddenly stretched out his hand.
Strictly pressing his backpack button, he glanced at his gun and the things on his body.
Pei Ran's hand holding the mouse clenched tightly: "... What's the matter?"
Yan Zhun directly killed the two enemies, and was on his way to lick the box: "See what you lack."
Then Pei Ran opened the door to a new world.
He didn't even see what was missing in the enemy's box, Yan Zhun licked the two boxes within ten seconds before Lin Xuhuan and the others arrived.
"Come on." Yan Zhun glanced at the pistol on Lin Xuhuan's back with the pitifully empty accessories, and said, "Secretly."
Lin Xuhuan whispered to the audience in the live broadcast room in confusion: "I just saw a gun muzzle... My brother won't take it, he has a muzzle before, what I saw... I'm dazzled?"
Then he turned around and witnessed the scene of the split between the two teammates.
Lin Xuhuan: "Grass, brother, you are fucking partial!"
Seeing that it was discovered, Yan Zhun should be very frank: "Well."
Lin Xuhuan said, "It's not fair! You put him back, and baby Ran and I are fighting fast. Whoever picks it up is who!"
Pei Ran didn't participate in the battle just now, it was just a muzzle. His strength was all on the spot, and he didn't care about it. Hearing that, he turned around and wanted to compete with Lin Xuhuan.
"I killed both of them, and I licked the box according to my ability." Yan Zhun asked, "I found it and it belongs to him, so what's not fair?"
Lin Xuhuan didn't pay attention to some strange logic in Yan Zhun's words. He had obsessive-compulsive disorder, and the gun on his body was only one muzzle fit. Seeing that this way would not work, he decided to go the other way: "Of course, baby, come, give me this muzzle first, I'll kill someone later and lick it back to you."
Pei Ran had already walked in the direction of Lin Xuhuan, but just after Yan Zhun finished his words, he turned his head again.
Pei Ran said, "Go search the house and look for it."
Lin Xuhuan: "..."
Lin Xuhuan shook his head, tsk tsk, thinking that Pei Ran had been damaged by his brother, and Pei Ran was willing to share all the accessories in the past.
He glanced at the bullet screen assistant and found that the style of his bullet screen was a little strange.
He couldn't understand some words, but he saw a sentence "Does No. 1 like No. 2?".
Lin Xuhuan glanced at him blankly. No. 1 was his brother and No. 2 was Pei Ran.
[Xu Xu: My Gay Gay radar is shaking, and there is a story on the 1st and the 2nd]
He hurriedly closed the game's Mai, and said to the fans, "Don't talk nonsense, they are all brothers! Hey, this one is called 'Xu Xu', and I will collect your Gay radar, it's a no-brainer!"
Say so.
But as soon as they mentioned such a thing, Lin Xuhuan suddenly felt that, it's so, so weird.
Yan Zhun: "Is there a light type?"
Pei Ran said, "Yes, I just picked one up and I'll give it to you later."
Lin Xuhuan entered a house casually, saw the light grip on the ground, and glanced at the map again. He was closer to Yanjian.
"Brother, I found one here, I'll give it to you." Lin Xuhuan said as he ran towards Yan Zhun.
Then, seeing Yan Zhun passing him, he went to Pei Ran's place without looking back.
"Lost me."
Lin Xuhuan stood there dumbfounded, holding the light grip in his bag, looked at the two people in the distance, and blinked a few times.
"What," after a long while, Lin Xuhuan dropped the light weight and coughed lightly, "Is that girl named 'Xu Xu' still there... Chat with me privately, no, it's nothing, just chat, chat."
Happy four lined up until after eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, returned to the game hall, glanced at the time strictly, and turned on the microphone: "We won't play anymore."
After he finished speaking, he took off the earphones regardless of Lin Xuhuan's insistence.
"Go back?" he asked, turning his head.
Pei Ran naturally said yes, he said hello to Lin Xuhuan, said goodbye before taking the number, and when he turned off the computer, Yanjian had already put on his coat.
The two walked out of the box, and the Internet cafe was still full of people at this time, but it was not as noisy as it was during the day. They were shoulder to shoulder, and Pei Ran could smell the cold fragrance on Yan Zhun's body, a unique smell on winter coats.
Pei Ran turned to the side subconsciously and bumped Yan Zhun's arm lightly. Yan Zhun thought he wasn't standing still, and held his wrist.
Pei Ran was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, the boys suddenly stopped in front of him.
"Pei Ran?" The boy in the lead raised his eyebrows and called him, "Why are you here?"
Pei Ran looked over and saw a familiar face, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.
Pei Ran said, "Come online."
When the boy heard this, he thought that what he asked was indeed a little mentally retarded, and made himself laugh: "Why is it just you? Where is Luo Qingshan?"
Pei Ran paused and remembered.
Luo Qingshan was a good friend from another school in high school. They had a meal together when they just graduated from high school.
The people around the boy obviously knew Luo Qingshan, raised their eyebrows and asked in a low voice, "Who is this?"
"Peiran." The boy said, "Luo Qingshan's boyfriend, we've been talking about that for years!"
The man's eyes widened, suddenly, he said to Pei Ran with a smile, "Oh, oh, I've heard the name for a long time. Luo Qingshan used to tell us about you in the group every day, and it annoyed him to death."
"Yes, open your mouth and shut your mouth, baby, special mother."
"Where?" The boy's mouth couldn't stop when he mentioned the embarrassment of his good brother, "Remember that time when he was drunk in Soho? Everywhere to show off to other people in the booth that he had successfully proposed to Pei Ran, He also said that as soon as he graduated from college, he would go abroad to get his license..."
Pei Ran felt his wrist lighten, and released him strictly.
Yan Zhun lowered his eyes, his expression unchanged: "I'll wait for you at the front desk."
Pei Ran was silent for two seconds and said yes.
Those boys could see that they had a really good relationship with Luo Qingshan. Just by mentioning his name, they could chat on the spot. Pei Ran listened to them quietly for a while, and finally someone asked, "He didn't come with you?"
Pei Ran hummed, and then said, "We have separated."
The scene quieted down for a moment.
Several boys were startled for a while, then looked at each other awkwardly.
In fact, it's not that they talk too much. After all, just last month, Luo Qingshan mentioned Pei Ran once in the group, saying that he would bring Pei Ran out for a get-together when he had time.
"This, this is it." The leading boy scratched his hair awkwardly.
"Well," Pei Ran asked, "Is there anything else?"
"there is none left… "
Pei Ran nodded: "Goodbye then."
Yan Zhun leaned on the front desk and played with his mobile phone. The boss chatted with him a few words, but he didn't say anything when he saw that he was not in high interest.
Yan Zhun wasn't actually doing anything. He swiped the screen of his phone, but he didn't see a single message inside.
Luo Qingshan used to like to show affection, and he usually called Pei Ran in the bedroom.
Yan Zhun would go out to smoke and avoid at first, but then he got used to it, listening and being silent at the same time.
It may have been a long time, or it may have only been a while, Yan Zhan was a little unable to stand, he knocked on the counter and asked the boss, "Come and pack a cigarette."
"The brand you like is gone." The boss took out his own. "I opened the last box. You can have fun with it, but you have to go out and smoke. I don't smoke here."
Take it strictly and put it in your mouth.
"I'm fine, are you going?"
The boss was about to hand Yan Zhun the lighter when he saw Yan Zhun suddenly reached out and picked the cigarette, holding it in his palm.
Then he turned his head back with a natural expression and said to the person behind him, "Okay."
When the two left the Internet cafe, the boss was still reminiscing about Yan Zhun's actions just now, feeling inexplicably familiar.
like, like...
Just like his own reaction when he took out a cigarette and his wife suddenly appeared in sight.
The night was cold and windy, and the exposure was even deeper. The other shops on this street have already closed, and only a few barbecue shops are still lit. The two walked silently. The taxis all went to the nightclub next door to solicit customers. All the cars that have been driven are marked with "guests".
Pei Ran lowered his eyes, thinking about how to speak.
He felt a little unhappy about Strict.
When the rain first fell, a drop fell on the tip of Pei Ran's nose, which was icy cold.
The winter rain comes without warning. When a heavy rain fell, the customers who were sitting on the side of the street were startled for a while, and then they got up in a panic and went to hide in the store.
Just as Pei Ran was about to raise his hand to block the rain, someone grabbed him on his waist. Strictly took him to the next convenience store.
They didn't enter the store, and the eaves at the top of the building left a clean area for them. The store also put a bench here for customers to eat oden and sugar cane.
The eaves are not wide, and both of them have to keep their legs when they sit, otherwise they will be drenched.
Although it was only for a short while, Pei Ran was still wet, and the ends of his hair were condensed by the rain.
Yan Zhun went into the supermarket to buy a pack of paper and took out one: "Come here."
Pei Ran wanted to say that he came by himself, but after a pause, he obediently put his head together.
Pei Ran's hair was very soft, and the act of wiping it was a little stiff at first, but it became lighter afterward.
They were very close, the smell of Pei Ran's body penetrated into his nose, and the sound of rain covered up the noise of the world. At this moment, it seemed as if he and Pei Ran were the only ones left in the world. In the dim environment, those unspeakable thoughts that were held in the corners jumped out again.
Yan Zhun held his breath and let go of his soft black hair.
"All right."
Pei Ran said "um" and looked up at him.
Yan Zhun's eyes were intense and heavy, he looked at him silently, and after a long time he said in a hoarse voice, "Don't look at me like that."
Pei Ran said, "Why?"
Yan Zhun glanced under the tip of his nose and said, "I will do something bad."
After speaking, Yan Zhan looked away, rolled the half-wet tissue in his hand into a ball, and spread it out again.
He could feel Pei Ran still looking at him, quiet and inviting.
Yan Zhun rolled his Adam's apple lightly, just as he was about to say something, his shoulder was suddenly bumped lightly, followed closely, and the corner of his mouth was touched very lightly.
Pei Ran's heart was beating very fast. He was used to this wonderful physiological reaction. The corners of his strict mouth were cold, very similar to the rain around him.
He only briefly kissed for half a second, then he wanted to step back with red ears, but suddenly someone grabbed his neck and moved forward.
Strictly preventing him from retreating, he turned his face and bit his lip.