Mo Nan's attention was focused on the hot medicine patch he had put on his wrist.
After hearing his words, his figure paused.
The two did not communicate in any other language.
Mo Nan thought he would ask the bottom line, but Huan Leng didn't ask a single word.
Treat him like a stranger.
Huan Leng reached out and turned off the light in the bedroom before going to bed. .
Lying with his back to Mo Nan.
There is even a distance between the quilts.
Mo Nan looked at the darkness of the room.
But it felt warmer than ever before.
The warmth came from the wrist.
Probably because I have experienced it, I will look forward and backward every time I speak.
Afraid of being caught by someone, afraid of being screenshotted and recorded.
Therefore, when facing Huan Leng, he did the same.
Mo Nan never expected that anyone but his sister would stand by his side.
He's had a taste of that.
Some people betray, some don't believe it, and some are wise and safe.
No one is on his side.
0 killed and 6 killed.
This is his final end.
Mo Nan himself didn't know if his hand would have survived if he hadn't played that match.
He dare not think.
I'm afraid I'll regret it when I think about it.
Afraid that when he thought of it, it was those voices that could drown him.
What makes people uncomfortable is never someone who hates you scolding you.
Instead, people who like you start throwing cards at you.
His hands are ruined.
Only his sister would care.
No one can understand.
How much he wanted to take home the championship.
Not just as an esports player.
As an older brother, he wants to fulfill the agreement with his sister.
But in the end, he couldn't play anymore.
Tu Hai had no intention of letting him go back at all.
His brother had long wanted to replace him.
His girlfriend doesn't acknowledge his existence.
People who used to like him are greeting his whole family every day.
Glacier and snow.
Purgatory on earth.
He wants to tell his sister.
never mind.
It's okay not to win the championship or something.
But he knew that he couldn't say such words, if he did, it would ruin the dream of the little facial paralysis.
His dreams are worthless.
It doesn't matter how many times it breaks.
Facial paralysis is different.
He began to be cautious and cautious.
Even when he was drinking at the skewer shop just now, he was worried that he would leave a mouthful.
Mo Nan even thought that Huan Leng took him home to confirm his hand injury.
He was on guard again.
What I got was a warmth I had never had before.
It is already clear.
With this person's intelligence, how could he not know that he was lying.
However, he didn't want to say it, so he stopped asking.
It was already planned to help him keep a secret.
turn out to be.
Except his sister.
There is another person in this world who is on his side.
Mo Nan raised his hand to cover his eyes, and a ruffian and relieved smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.
"If there is a chance to do it again in the future, Huan Leng, shall we be teammates?"
There was no sound.
Just when Mo Nan thought Huan Leng had fallen asleep.
A word came slowly from my ear, magnetic: "Okay."
Mo Nan couldn't help laughing, a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes were reflected, and he was happier than ever.
This is enough.
His career has never been in vain.
E-sports is indeed something worth liking.
Huan Leng also saw this smile.
He couldn't tell what he was feeling.
Especially after confirming that Mo Beixiangnan is not him who is playing now, and this person's hand injury has not healed at all.
It felt like something had been knocked over.
Moran.
The person he often sees in Internet cafes.
That youth training period and the person he didn't want to go up and down.
Can't play any more games.
do you mean this
(end of this chapter)