“No, no more.”
Xue Lan clenched the space bar in his hand, but Duan Wenzheng's hand across his pocket still made him freeze in place.
"kindness?"
Duan Wenzheng's last tone seemed to carry a hint of disbelief. He lingered near his shirt pocket, and his hand then turned downward, sliding slowly along his side towards his trouser pocket.
"Didn't you just say you didn't hide it? I have to check carefully."
As if to confirm his words, his hands on his sides brushed the hem of his shirt and moved to the trouser pockets on both sides. His pockets were bulging, and Duan Wenzheng's hands turned to clench the bulging pockets. He raised his head amid the sound of crackling and asked knowingly:
"What's this?"
"Sugar..." Xue Lan was trapped in a corner by him. Duan Wenzheng's fingertips tightened, and as his movements brushed against the skin under the fabric, Xue Lan's legs went weak for a moment, and the hand holding the space bar unconsciously clenched the front of his clothes.
"Candy?" Duan Wenzheng lowered his head and asked in a hoarse voice, "Who gives me candy?"
"I, myself."
Duan Wenzheng held the candy in his pocket the whole time while talking, but the position of his pocket was too close to a certain place, and his action made Xue Lan nervous and his body unconsciously weakened.
He pushed his hand away in panic and explained again: "It was me!"
Duan Wenzheng lowered his head slightly, and his hot breath brushed over his shoulders.
"Kid, it's been so long... If you think it's okay." He turned his head slightly and whispered in his ear: "After my singles match is over, come to my room... Return the keycaps, how about that?"
Xue Lan raised her head blankly. Her misty eyes and flushed cheeks made Duan Wenzheng look away subconsciously.
He ruffled his soft hair: "Don't keep me waiting too long."
After saying this, Duan Wen Zheng pulled him aside, pushed the door open and walked out of the room.
Until the room returned to silence again, Xue Lan still stood in the room without coming back to his senses.
He looked at the keycaps in his hand blankly.
What did Duan Wenzheng just say
Oh, and told him to return the keycaps after the singles match.
Xue Lan staggered to the bed in a daze and fell headfirst onto it.
He quietly looked at the keycap in his hand, his fingertips carefully brushing over the dark pattern engraving in the corner.
Duan Wenzheng said that he would also wear his keycaps when playing, and his own space bar could actually become a secret weapon to cheer for Duan Wenzheng. It would be great if Duan Wenzheng could always wear it to play in the league and the world competition until he won the world championship.
Xue Lan suddenly came to his senses.
How could he think like that? He had clearly promised Duan Wenzhen that he would return the things to him after his individual match.
Moreover - he almost forgot that he and Duan Wenzheng exchanged the spacebar. Although it was to cheer each other up, the actual additional result was that their keyboards were now engraved with... each other's name.
After suddenly realizing this, Xue Lan sat up in shock.
He and Duan Wenzheng were actually using keyboards with each other's names engraved on them? !
But the joy that had just begun to emerge came to an abrupt end.
Although he has always liked Duan Wenzheng and regarded him as the direction of his efforts, things like changing the keycaps, in addition to encouragement, also carry a hint of indescribable ambiguity.
Even if he and Duan Wenzhen were good brothers, this shouldn't have happened.
If Wen Yan knew, he would definitely be sad.
Xue Lan looked down at the space bar in his hand in disappointment.
It would be best to wait until the singles match is over and then exchange it back with Duan Wenzhen.
Thinking of this, Xue Lan hid the space bar in disappointment, then got up and silently browsed Duan Wenzheng and Wen Yan's super chats several times. After carefully and devoutly cleansing his soul, he breathed a sigh of relief, packed up his things, and went to sleep.
The new season kicks off with the first day being the opening ceremony and business exhibition match. As usual, the organizers of such ceremonies will invite Wen Yan to participate.
Wen Yan never liked such occasions, so he naturally rejected the invitation and instead accepted the more formal singles competition on the second day.
Xue Lan was sitting in the training room in the afternoon, waiting for a new round of practice, when he saw Su Yiyu's game online. Xue Lan remembered that he had not finished chatting with Su Yiyu last time, so he hurriedly opened the chat window.
lgw-exist: You guys are about to have your first round of competition, right
lgw-exist: Come on!!
lgw-exist: How's your practice going lately? Are you planning a solo
hy-yiyu: No way qaq!! I just got exhausted from the qualifying match and I don’t have any energy left…
lgw-exist: what happened
hy-yiyu: It’s because of Yanshen…
hy-yiyu: Ever since he said he likes players who are good at DPS, it was fine some time ago, but now all the new accounts have started to train... The team queue has ushered in a new wave of blood and rain!!
lgw-exist: Is it very strong
Xue Lan hadn't had time to play the team ranking competition these days, and when he heard that there were changes to the ranking competition, he suddenly became eager to try.
hy-yiyu: No, it was the bloody battle, the kind where the assaulters started to hide in the back row, and the snipers followed the group to charge forward, bloody battle...
lgw-exist: …
hy-yiyu: By the way, is Brother Zheng with you
lgw-exist: Yes, are you looking for him
hy-yiyu: No no no... Oh, right! I heard that your team has a new medic who just came back from overseas. Our medic hasn't been in good shape recently. I wonder how your medic is doing. Is he willing to... talk to our medic about his experience
lgw-exist: Lu You is a very nice person, I will ask him later.
After Xue Lan finished speaking, he happened to see Lu You coming back from fetching water: "The medic of the Phantom Team wants to exchange ideas with you. Can I ask him to join you?"
Lu You nodded: "I still have the video of our solo last time. I have been studying it recently. You can send it to him too."
"… "
Xue Lan was about to say that it was not necessary, but Zhou Kanqing became interested when he heard it: "Did you record the screen? Send me a copy! Our team's Weibo account has not been open for a long time."
Lu You paused and asked, "Are you going to post the video of me getting beaten up on the team's Weibo?"
"You can't say that. How about I encrypt your ID?"
"?" Lu You raised his head and said in disbelief: "Aren't you here to send me a message?"
"Of course not." Zhou Kanqing said, quite logically, "I'll give flowers to our team."
Xue Lan, Lu You: “…”
At this time, Duan Wenzheng's doubtful voice came from downstairs: "Team Flower, what did you buy? I have you deliver it to the city."
Xue Lan looked out the door blankly, and he didn't remember what he had bought. He hadn't bought anything recently... Xue Lan suddenly came to his senses! No, he did buy something, and in order to catch up, he even asked the seller to order express delivery within the city.
It’s the “resetwind” sign!!
Xue Lan stood up suddenly and rushed downstairs quickly.
When he rushed downstairs, Duan Wenzheng was just taking the big bag from the courier and was about to check it with his head down in confusion.
Xue Lan rushed forward, snatched the thing from Duan Wenzheng's hand and held it in his arms.
"What is that?" Duan Wenzheng was puzzled. "It's hidden so well?"
"Nothing!" His choice of words made Xue Lan couldn't help but recall last night... Xue Lan hurriedly ran upstairs holding his pocket.
Duan Wenzheng looked at his back as he ran away, and seemed to be in a good mood as he wandered into the training room.
"Look at this operation and technique! I'll post the video online later, and our team's beauty will definitely gain a lot of fans!" Zhou Kanqing was looking forward to the future with great enthusiasm. Seeing Duan Wenzheng coming back, he waved his hand and said, "Let's go out for dinner after the singles match tomorrow! It will be the first dinner together for all members!"
"No." Duan Wenzheng cleared his throat and smiled: "I have an appointment tomorrow night."
"What kind of appointment can you have?" Zhou Kanqing muttered strangely.
Duan Wenzheng put his arm around his shoulders, smiled and sighed, "By the way, you don't have to ask about the team flower. He doesn't have time either."
“?” Zhou Kanqing’s eyes widened.
Duan Wenzheng patted his shoulder happily and sat down in his seat.
Zhou Kanqing was at a loss for a moment, then frowned and leaned forward again: "You said... you and Lanlan?"
Duan Wenzheng raised his eyebrows when he saw his look of disbelief.
"No, are you..." Zhou Kanqing tried to find the right words: "I haven't told Lanlan yet, are you...?"
"Zhou Kanqing, why are you so hesitant, you grown man?" Duan Wenzheng said disdainfully, "The relationship between these two people is a natural one. Confessions are just a formality. Anyway, he likes me, and he knows that I like him, so this matter is settled."
“…” Zhou Kanqing stared at Duan Wenzhen blankly for a long while, and finally, he burst out laughing.
"?"
"It's okay, it's okay." Zhou Kanqing laughed so hard that he fell all over the place: "I think what you said makes a lot of sense."
"Zhou Kanqing." Duan Wenzheng frowned, as if he wanted to find some clues from Zhou Kanqing's expression: "Why are you not so normal recently?"
"No, there's nothing wrong with me." Zhou Kanqing answered vaguely. He happened to see Xue Lan quietly walking down the stairs and waved to her: "Lanlan, come and take a look at your video!"
Xue Lan walked towards him upon hearing that. Coincidentally, when he was walking towards the training room, he ran into Wen Yan who was walking towards him from the other side.
"Are you going to the singles match tomorrow?" Wen Yan asked casually, "Just now Qing asked me to go and get a front row ticket."
Xue Lan waved his hand: "Thank you, Captain. Reset has already reserved a ticket for me."
Wen Yan paused and handed the tickets to him: "Three consecutive seats, you can go with Kanqingluyou."
Xue Lan looked at Duan Wenzheng in embarrassment, although he also wanted to travel with Zhou Kanqing: "But, wouldn't it be a waste to reset the tickets like this..."
Wen Yan didn't say anything. He took Xue Lan's hand and stuffed the three tickets into Xue Lan's hand.
"The tickets have been reserved. It's up to you to go or not."
Xue Lan suddenly felt that the ticket in his hand was particularly hot, and for a moment he didn't know what to do.
Zhou Kanqing looked at the ticket in Xue Lan's hand with confusion.
He was used to seeing Duan Wenzheng's mischief, but why did Wen Yan seem to be...
Zhou Kanqing was stunned.
He suddenly felt that for so long, he had been so busy watching the show... no, so busy paying attention to Duan Wenzheng's show-off and failure, that he seemed to have overlooked another extremely important thing.
Now Wen Yan seemed a little different from usual.
Although Wen Yan has always disliked Duan Wenzheng's many behaviors, it must be said that now Duan Wenzheng is very fond of the team and the game, but the relationship between him and Wen Yan has not eased, but...
For example, in the past two years, Wen Yan almost always went to rest after the end of his personal training time, but he kept practicing alone during the period before the start of the game, and played later than himself every day.
If Wen Yan wasn't practicing solo, the survival battle that day wasn't a spur of the moment thing... If Wen Yan had been playing survival battles all the time—
Zhou Kanqing suddenly felt that these strange thoughts of his were a little scary.
Just when Zhou Kanqing was stunned by his bold guess, he saw Duan Wenzheng lazily leaning on his seat and teasing casually:
"Why does the captain always like to give people things that others don't even want?"