Qiao Di had just finished a round of three rows when his phone vibrated.
There were many people around him who got up to get water or go to the bathroom, but he seemed to be embedded in a gaming chair, motionless, and calmly opened the latest news.
Zou Qing: I inquired about it, and the person I met in the hospital yesterday was indeed Quan Haoyu, who is no longer in Korea.
Qiao Yan stared at the line for a long time.
He seemed to stare at the phone out of a hole, but when his heart calmed down, he clicked on Zou Qing's profile picture again.
Last night, Zou Qing went to the hospital to get medicine due to illness, so he posted a post. He probably has a rather sullen personality. From the outside world, he seems to be silent and talkative, but in private he is a chatterbox who loves to reveal his heart and loves to share his daily life in the circle of friends.
The accompanying picture is the outpatient hall of a certain hospital in the urban area, and the copy is accompanied by a line of words——
[Miserable, I have a high fever again, Brother Qing is also working hard today as a brick mover, not bowing to life. ]
Qiao Di and Zou Qing have been friends for several years, so it is not possible for them to delete each other's friends or be blocked by Zou Qing just because they left MW.
Instead they can still interact as before.
It's just that last night, when Qiao Yan was about to post a comment about Zou Qing, he noticed someone in the corner—
In this day and age, the replacement of mobile phones has formed a trend of catching up with each other in terms of photography functions. People around me often complain about buying another camera when they change their mobile phones.
This also made Qiao Yan, who was used to using two fingers to enlarge the corners of the obsessive-compulsive disorder after clicking on the picture, saw the well-dressed man in the coat at a glance.
At that time, he felt very similar to Quan Haoyu.
Qiao Yan switched back to the chat interface to type again: he hasn't changed much.
He was pulled out of prison, and his family is a well-known chaebol family in Seoul. He was even exempted from compulsory drug rehabilitation in a drug rehabilitation center, so it is not surprising that he can look happy.
Quan Haoyu's mother is Chinese, so it's no surprise that she appears by their side now.
Zou Qing: ... It's a coincidence that this happened. My phone's pixels are so damn good. When I zoom in, the face is not blurry.
Joey: It's pretty good.
Qiao Yan thought to himself, so good that he could even see the brand of lipstick that Quan Haoyu was holding in his hand.
Could it be the men's lipstick he gave Li Zhongchen a few days ago? It's not expensive, but it's very cost-effective.
—Qiao Yan immediately wanted to throw away Li Zhongchen's lipstick.
But he can't do this. After all, there is a cold war now, so he doesn't want to take the initiative to stick to Li Zhongchen's cold face. Last time, he was dumped by the other party, and he didn't even say a word. Going to have a chat with the other party
So depressed, Qiao Yan threw away Li Zhongchen's underwear in a fit of anger.
Afterwards, Zou Qing had some polite words with him, and did not continue the conversation.
Just now, the substitutes of the second team in the third row came back one after another.
Everyone boasted in front of him: "My God, Team Joe is so cool with you, not as irritable as those two", "My ears have been redeemed, Team Joe, you are so gentle", and even "Brother Zhong, if he's having trouble with you, that's because his brain is rusty" or something like that.
Qiao Yan's surface is calm, but his heart is full of waves.
He remembered that Li Zhongchen had blown up twice in the past few days, one was for Luo Yuji, and the other was for that pair of underwear, but from his own perspective, it seemed that he himself had something bad to do.
At the beginning, he could quarrel about everything and confuse big and small matters, until he was overwhelmed by contract issues, and Li Zhongchen refused to listen to the persuasion because of a hand injury and insisted on participating.
"This time it's not your brother Zhong's problem." Qiao Yan's eyes dimmed.
He just finished speaking.
Li Zhongchen walked in as if he was stuck in time, bringing a gust of wind.
"Third brother, come out for a while." Li Zhongchen didn't hesitate.
The third child hesitated: "Ah, ah? We are practicing here with Team Joe."
"..." Qiao Yan didn't make a sound.
Immediately, Li Zhongchen said again: "Some urgent matters, can I borrow someone?"
No address, no name calling.
But everyone present knew that this sentence was said to Qiao Yan.
This is the first time they meet after their quarrel.
I don't know if it's because I'm anxious, or because I don't want to talk nonsense, but in the two short sentences, no matter how I hear them, there is a strange and gunpowder smell.
"I don't care." Qiao Yan felt uncomfortable.
The third child: "Then Team Joe... I'll go out for a while? You guys should practice first."
"Yeah." Joey snorted.
Then, Qiao Yan glanced at Li Zhongchen from the corner of his eye, and saw that the other party did not care about the old relationship, and took the third child out like a cub.
The door was closed gently, and at that moment, Qiao Yan was angry and wronged.
Qiao Yan is this kind of person, how others treat him has no influence on him.
However, Li Zhongchen's every move is always pulling his thoughts, disrupting his position, and messing up his calm heart after he finally calmed down.
He lost interest: "I'll go solo."
At this time outside the door.
The third child entered the team second only to Li Zhongchen and the others, but also belonged to the half-veteran level and had a good relationship with Xu Hang. He was trembling when he was ordered to come out.
But later the youngest figured out the situation: "I thought you guys were going to beat me up, scaring me to death, this is his goddess, it's absolutely true, I don't know how many times I mentioned it to me before, if it's fake, I'll twist my head off Give Zhong Ge you a ball."
Yao Tong clapped his palms together: "Look! You should believe what the third child says, right?"
"..." Li Zhongchen waved his hands in disgust, "Okay, okay, I understand, what should I do?"
The third child just felt baffled.
And Yao Tong sneered, rubbed the hair on the back of Li Zhongchen's head with his hands, and asked him, "Cut your hair, do you want an appointment? Ronaldinho is coming too."
Li Zhongchen refused: "What good will it do you if I become a light bulb?"
Yao Tong teased him: "It complements my handsomeness."
"Then don't think about it," Li Zhongchen patted him on the shoulder, "Xiao Luo will look down on you later."
"...Damn it, I'm not really dating him." Yao Tong spat.
Li Zhongchen said impatiently: "Don't play too far."
Things here are over for the time being.
It's not that Li Zhongchen can let go of his hanging heart, but that he is still in the maze anyway, so let's put it aside if he can. Why don't he go to Qiao Yan to find his presence.
Yes, find a sense of presence.
This time it was replaced by him running to the plane near Qiao Yi, boarding the plane, and practicing.
But he found that Qiao Yan turned a blind eye to him, no matter that he deliberately walked back and forth afterwards, went to get a bottle of drink from time to time, took the opportunity to go to the bathroom from time to time, wandered around from time to time for a reason, ordered takeaway and went out to get it—
Qiao Yan pretended that he didn't exist!
I would rather swipe my phone between breaks than even look sideways!
Later, Li Zhongchen couldn't bear it anymore. For the last time, he stood up and walked out, yelling that he wanted to bring drinks for everyone, and his behavior was exaggerated, asking each one what they wanted to drink.
Everyone felt that he was forcing his presence, but he didn't dare to expose it, so he could only answer honestly.
And after asking everyone around.
Li Zhongchen, who was standing next to Qiao Yan's seat, touched Qiao Yan's face unscrupulously while no one was looking sideways: "What do you want to drink?"
"..." The skin on Qiao Yan's face that was touched by his palm was a little itchy.
Li Zhongchen turned sideways on purpose.
His tall figure stood between Qiao Yan and the others, blocking all possible sights, and he gently scratched Qiao Yan's chin with his fingertips, as if teasing a cat's chin.
Qiao Yan's breathing gradually became disordered. The sound of typing on the keyboard and mouse was completely chaotic.
But Qiao Yan kept staring at the game interface without moving his eyes, probably because there were so many people around him, he couldn't immediately stop Li Zhongchen's reckless behavior.
While he was pretending to be unmoved.
Li Zhongchen's fingers had already moved down, leaving traces on the slender neck. He reached into the collar, stroked the skinny collarbone, and finally twirled with his fingertips near the opponent's chest.
So much so that Qiao Yan's ears turned red again.
But Qiao Yan was shooting straight at the opponent without changing his face, the trajectory of the bullet was not deviated at all, and the shooting was precise, and every shot hit the opponent he was aiming at.
He was so fierce to him just now, and now he is playing a hooligan again. When Qiao Yan thought about this, his eyelashes trembled, probably out of anger.
He also wanted to reconcile with Li Zhongchen. After all, it was not out of his sincerity to support Yao Tong to go to Luo Yuji's routine, and it was not because he wanted to find out what Yu Wen's implicit meaning was. How old is he, and still making troubles, he doesn't want to be so ashamed.
While acting restlessly, Li Zhongchen knew that Qiao Yan would not dare to make too much noise in front of others, or expose him. He was just taking advantage of the opportunity of the conversation to move his hands and feet without any scruples.
This action seems to say: Don't be angry, I don't want to make trouble with you, just tease you and let's make up.
"Drink soda? Or milk drink?" Li Zhongchen asked.
"Never drink." Qiao Yan.
"Sweet ones?" Li Zhongchen asked again.
"Eat." Qiao Yan replied.
The sweet ones are all in Qiao Di's room! In the same small freezer he bought! Still a couple!
The corner of Li Zhongchen's mouth curled up: "Captain Qiao, I have some questions to ask you."
"..." Qiao Yan's attitude softened, "You wait for me to finish this round first."
The password is successfully connected.
Li Zhongchen went to get drinks for the others in a good mood, and seemed to have changed his temper. Not only was he nice to everyone, but the light hand movement of putting down the bottle was not at all like a team bully.
Then he glanced at Qiao Yan's screen.
It happened to be the final round, and he didn't say anything, pinched Qiao Yan's earlobe when passing by, and went out the door.
As soon as he leaves.
The rest of the people are all in one heart to send warmth to Qiao Yan.
"Qiao team, Brother Zhong is not going to make an appointment with you, is he?"
"Qiao team, we are worried about you. Brother Zhong can be noisy, and you are not his opponent if he wants to scold you!"
"Joe team fucked him! Momentum is everything!"
"..." Qiao Yan was afraid that this fight, no matter if it was a quarrel or a fight, would end up on the bed.
Not long after, Li Zhongchen skillfully opened the door of Qiao Di's room.
He took out the sweets from the small refrigerator, soaked the packaging box in hot water, so that it would not deteriorate and be better for the stomach, and then he leaned against the back of the wall and touched the phone.
It's just a small fight, but it's not a big scene.
Qiao Yan is so coaxing, he has bowed his head to him several times before, if he doesn't take the initiative to do something, won't he be the same as before.
After playing with his phone for a while, he counted the time and wondered why Qiao Di hadn't come for so long.
At the same time, Li Zhongchen's mobile phone suddenly received a push, and he even wanted to put it in his pocket, too lazy to respond to these inexplicable tweets—
But what was written on it was related to the person, so he couldn't help but ignore it.
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"..." Li Zhongchen's face was extremely ugly, and he seemed to be quite serious.
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