When Li Zhongchen walked out of the bathroom, only a bath towel was tied around his waist, and his upper body was exposed in the steamy hot air. He has a strong physique, a tight six-pack, and a net height of 1.87 meters. Some people mistakenly think that he is from the north.
But in fact, his hometown is indeed in the south of the coast, a remote town near the forest and sea.
The semi-wet hair was stroked back by Li Zhongchen. He has a deep outline and a straight nose. When he is silent, he has a different kind of sexy, supple and very intimidating.
The room is small, single room. Since the day he formally joined the SVG club, he has lived with this space and stored his youthful blood and sweat day and night for seven full years.
Until this year, he would be twenty-four after his birthday.
Thinking of this, Li Zhongchen habitually glanced at the bottles and cans on the small floor-standing refrigerator.
There are more than a dozen foreign brands of soft candy and hard candy, all colorful. The can that he eats the most has already run out, and he has never touched the ones that really don't suit his taste, but he is not willing to throw them away.
These were all Qiao Yan bought for him once, and he lost them once, so he had to find them again with great effort.
In the past when he went abroad for competitions, whenever Qiao Yan went to a different country, he would always bring Li Zhongchen a sugar bowl from a small local market. They are all niche non-imported snacks, and you may not be able to buy them if you find a purchasing agent.
Children who grew up abroad always have an obsession with candy: sweet and sweet, eating will bring joy and happiness.
What did he do with those sugar bowls? Li Zhongchen thought in ecstasy, it seems that he threw it all to his brother, or put it in an inconspicuous corner, so he won't remember it when it expires.
He used to be addicted to smoking and drinking, and the place he often went to was the bar. When he was desperate, he only slept four hours a day. He was young and arrogant, and he loved Qiao Yan but couldn't understand why the other party insisted on giving him a sugar bowl.
Today, he mixes wolfberry with warm water, uses sugar to quit smoking and drinking, keeps fit, and doesn't often stay up late.
Some people guessed that he couldn't bear the way he used to live, but it wasn't at all, he just didn't want to and dared not touch those things after Qiao Yan left.
"Why did you promise well what I told you, and you can forget it as soon as you turn around." During the quarrel before parting, Qiao Yan's eyes were red, and his emotions collapsed in the smoke he exhaled, "You keep saying love I said that I knew that I was doing it for your own good, so do you know that if you continue to fight in the national competition, your hand will really be useless."
"Li Zhongchen, do you really still love me? It's just that you can't separate from me after getting used to it."
At that time, Li Zhongchen's eyes flashed flustered, his chest hurt, and he thought how could I not love you, baby. From the time I met you when I was fifteen, to the time when I truly owned you after the reunion, my dad fell into a coma for nearly ten years, and the smell of disinfectant in the hospital was pungent. Until the last moment before he died, you were by my side.
You who only act like a baby to me, hug me and pout for a kiss, you who are willing to give me anything. I only have you from beginning to end, how could I not love you.
He obviously thinks so, but he always speaks indifferently: "You can think whatever you want."
Immediately, that pretty face, with grievances and sorrows, all flooded onto his face.
The eye waves flowed like water, the eyebrow color resembled the distant mountains, and even more so, the soft and gentle beauty of the bones was concentrated on that face. That is the lover that Li Zhongchen loves not to put it down, and is afraid of being crushed even if touched lightly. But at that time, because of his words, big drops of tears fell down that face.
He said: "I don't want to quarrel with you anymore. Really, I'm too tired. It doesn't matter to me what others say, but I just want to know if you care about me."
He also said: "We can't love each other well, so let's just let each other go."
At that time, I was really tired.
All kinds of external and internal pressures are immeasurable, not just these two small things. Getting along with Qiao Yan was full of gunpowder, and the frequency of quarrels made each other physically and mentally exhausted. Li Zhongchen didn't even say anything to make it up, and Qiao Yan had already withdrawn from all this.
Later, he was in a trance for a long time, smoking two or three packs of cigarettes a day, drinking until he vomited, and the way of vomiting tears followed, he still had to continue drinking. The people around were all afraid of him, and even worried that he would do something unexpected.
Until he woke up and realized that he had completely lost Qiao Yan—
Li Zhongchen also planned to let himself go.
19:52.
Zheng Xiaokui rushed over with the laptop in her arms, and knocked on the door: "Master! Master! It's me!"
"..." Li Zhongchen opened the door. He just put on a hooded sweater casually, thinking that the little apprentice would come after a while. Now looking condescendingly at the panting Zheng Xiaokui, as if making a special deal, "Did you bring everything I wanted?"
"Bring it!" Zheng Xiaokui stuffed the computer bag to him, "Please don't worry about the organization, the power-on password has been turned off, and I wrote the account passwords needed for Brother Xiaoqiao's live broadcast room on post-it notes. One person has one number, please keep it safe. Disciple, I have given all my love to you!"
"???" Li Zhongchen told her to speak properly, "You are just lending me your love for your brother Xiao Qiao temporarily, so be careful with what you say."
Zheng Xiaokui looked away and said hesitantly: "Uh, uh... almost! My Chinese is not very good, but I can rank in the top 100 in mathematics, physics and chemistry."
"It's commendable, let's train hard." Li Zhongchen wanted to send him away after he achieved his goal.
"Okay! Anyway, the training can't keep up with the live broadcast, so we can only wait for the recording," Zheng Xiaokui said without any complaints, "By the way, Master, I still have thousands of dollars in my balance, and I can use the yacht rocket for brother Xiao Qiao, remember later Brush it for me! I want to spend money for brother Xiao Qiao!"
"..." Li Zhongchen thought to himself, Qiao Yan is not short of your thousands of dollars, you better save it for yourself to buy some snacks and cosmetics for yourself, a little girl, and only urged, "Don't worry, I'll give you all the money once the broadcast starts." gone."
After all, he closed the door.
The footsteps gradually died down, but Zheng Xiaokui's loud voice just now made his head hurt.
Li Zhongchen realized belatedly that this girl should keep her voice down, otherwise it would be troublesome for the people in the next room to hear her. Yao Tong and the others were all waiting to see a good show, he still wanted to lose face.
But after thinking about it, Qiao Yan had to be blamed for this.
To put it bluntly, tonight's live broadcast can't be accessed without a fan member account of the MW Club.
He opened a box of sliced fresh fruit and sat cross-legged on a soft floor mat with his laptop in his lap. Enter the account password to log in to the live broadcast room—
The game screen has been displayed on the hero selection interface, and it is probably being debugged.
"can you hear?"
Qiao Yan didn't show his face for the time being, all he could see was his slender and bony hands with white wrists and red skin.
[Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo qwq! ! Miss you, miss you, miss me! My blonde Jojo! ! ]
[Brother Xiao Qiao~Long time no see~]
[Welcome back, little brother Qiao! ! Finally, I don't speak English! ]
[Baby Qiao Qiao, drink more water, I feel my voice is a bit hoarse]
"..." Li Zhongchen, who hadn't watched the live broadcast of the game for many years, was a little confused. The screen was swiping too fast, and the words shook his eyes dizzily. He didn't feel this way when he started the broadcast.
At this time, Qiao Yi spoke again.
His voice was clear: "I miss everyone too, I thought there wouldn't be so many people watching the live broadcast."
[Jojo, please don't doubt your charm! ]
[QAQ Impossible! It is impossible in this life not to watch Big Brother Xiao Qiao's live broadcast! ]
[Weakly say, can we not have a special host today, of course it's just a small suggestion~]
[When will Xiao Qiao show her face, male fans can't wait^^]
It's all soft and caring speeches from fans, which is a world of difference from his hot live broadcast room. It seems that the benefits of setting permissions in the live broadcast room are waiting here.
Li Zhongchen forked a piece of cantaloupe, put it in his mouth, and couldn't tell what expression he had.
Until this moment, the unknown netizen who claimed to be a male fan had swiped fifty-two rockets in one go.
The rocket whizzed and jumped onto the screen, making people dizzy. The sudden accident made the family that was not rich even worse. Caton's webpage was on the verge of collapse in an instant—
The id is still focused and glowing: [Joeの亲感感公].
"..." Li Zhongchen blurted out, "Fuck."
[The No. 1 male fan appears! ]
[Sure enough, it's brother number one! Generous! Up is 10,000 soft sister coins! ]
[Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Don't rob brother Xiao Qiao with our girl fans, I'm coming to the rocket cruise ship too! ]
The nameless fire watered the consciousness, and Li Zhongchen's face was frighteningly gloomy, but he himself didn't notice it.
He swiped a round of rocket cruise ships with his backhand, and randomly selected the one with the highest value, thinking that he was revenge for the web page lag, when the gift list suddenly changed——
[kk girl loves Joe's generation paper OvO]: Topped the list, far away from that male fan by several blocks.
[Wow, what kind of rich woman fan is this? ? ? ]
[Absolutely, this girlfriend fan sister, can you take care of me together? I don’t know anything but I can blow God Qiao’s rainbow fart with you! I can say as many words as you want to hear! ]
Li Zhongchen vomited. He was afraid that the balance in Zheng Xiaokui's account would be insufficient, so he recharged more than a hundred thousand.
But why didn't he pay attention to how embarrassing and suffocating this id is.
At this time, the camera was adjusted, and Qiao Yan's ice cube face suddenly appeared in the lower right corner of the screen.
The bones are soft, the tails of the eyes are raised but do not contain evil spirits, and the tear moles are ascetic and seductive. This look is used to brag about the top idols in the entertainment industry, or the actor with a cool personality.
He just casually glanced at the screen, but bumped into Li Zhongchen's pupils.
Li Zhongchen couldn't help being stunned, his breath was short of breath, his desire was about to overwhelm his reason, he just wanted to press Qiao Yan down hard until the other party was silent, but he couldn't do anything except peep through the screen.
Match is pressed and the game is loading.
Qiao Yan's face was always turbulent, but his voice was warm: "Thank you everyone, but don't spend money on gifts. The account shows that underage children download the broadcast and I will return the gifts."
Listen to this speech.
Li Zhongchen watched the other party enter the game, and he really played the lifeblood nanny.
"..." He was in a daze for a long time, and then he let out a long sigh in resignation.