Xue Lan's words made Duan Ke concentrate for a long time.
"How is it possible..." He came to his senses, but did not believe Xue Lan's words, and turned to look at Duan Wen Zheng.
"What he said is true."
Duan Wenzhen's expression also looked unhappy, but he finally nodded stiffly.
"I forced him to help me deceive you. This matter has nothing to do with him."
Duan Wenzhen's words seemed to cut off his last thoughts. Duan Ke stood there blankly, not saying a word for a long time.
Duan Ke's reaction made Xue Lan feel uneasy and guilty. He said awkwardly, "I'm sorry, I was the one who lied to you. I hope you don't blame Duan Wenzheng for this. He just didn't want you to worry."
Duan Ke's eyes moved between the two of them, and he said angrily: "Duan Wenzheng, you... are very good!"
After he said that, he angrily walked around Duan Wen Zheng and walked out of the lounge without looking back.
Xue Lan looked at Duan Ke's back as he left, and hurriedly pushed Duan Wenzheng, who was standing still, and said, "Go after him!"
Duan Wenzheng did not move, and instead grabbed Xue Lan's wrist: "He needs time to accept or decide not to have a son like me. Besides, I already told him about my orientation, but he just didn't want to believe it."
He understood what Duan Wenzhen meant, but they avoided the plot in the first paragraph. Duan Ke was not injured, but the matter was brought up again. Would Duan Ke be in danger again
Xue Lan was still worried and kept looking in the direction where Duan Ke left: "Let's go and take a look."
Duan Wenzheng was silent for a moment: "Okay, let's go together."
"… "
Duan Wenzheng did not give Xue Lan a chance to refuse, and took him out of the club quickly.
Fortunately, today is the day of the preliminary competition and there is no training in the evening.
The two of them came to Duan Wenzheng's home in silence. Xue Lan looked at the familiar place in front of him, his expression dim.
"Go ahead, I'll wait for you here."
Duan Wenzheng seemed a little worried, but when he thought of Duan Ke's temper, he had no choice but to leave Xue Lan outside the door.
"Just wait for me here, don't go anywhere."
Xue Lan nodded obediently and gave Duan Wenzheng a few careful instructions before he pushed the door and walked in.
Duan Ke had just returned home as well. He was obviously still angry. When he saw Duan Wenzheng coming back, he snorted coldly, "You still remember to come back?!"
Duan Wen Zheng walked to the sofa beside him and sat down after a moment of silence.
"He was worried about you and asked me to come and see you."
Duan Ke's expression became even more displeased.
"You should also know what your son is like. This matter is my own, and I am here to explain this to you." Duan Wen Zheng said and stood up to leave.
"Your idea alone?" Duan Ke snorted coldly, "I only know that it takes two hands to clap!"
Duan Wenzheng paused for a moment.
"He asked me to come and see you because he was afraid that you would be angry about this matter and hurt your health."
"I'm in good health!" Duan Ke still didn't want to hear what he said.
"Yes, that's what I said." Duan Wenzheng added casually: "I'm only responsible for conveying the message."
"And more." Duan Wenzheng thought for a moment and then said, "I must explain this matter. I was the one who tricked him into coming home with me. I didn't mean to trick you with him."
After he said that, he walked out of the house quickly without stopping.
Duan Wenzheng was worried that Xue Lan said he would wait for him just so that he could go find Duan Ke to explain. He walked quickly to the door, and his heart finally settled down.
Xue Lan still stood at the agreed location without moving at all.
At this moment he was lowering his head, kicking stones with his toes from time to time.
Fortunately, he was still waiting for him.
Duan Wenzhen quietly looked at the child who was waiting for him, and his eyes were unconsciously filled with tenderness.
He walked over quickly and returned to the club with him.
The two of them were silent all the way. When they returned to the door of the club, Xue Lan raised his head and mustered up the courage to ask, "Is Uncle Duan okay?"
"Yeah." Duan Wenzheng's eyes were intertwined with his face, and he was reluctant to look away for a moment: "I'm sorry, it's all because of me that things turned out like this."
"No." Xue Lan waved his hands quickly, his expression gloomy: "I feel guilty too. If it weren't for me, Uncle Duan wouldn't have..."
"You really are..." Duan Wenzheng thought carefully and came up with a word: "You are being sold and still have to help count the money."
Xue Lan's cheeks were puffy and slightly red, and Duan Wenzheng's eyes showed that he was so angry that he wanted to fight back, but couldn't find the words, and his heart was also filled with warmth.
He reached out and ruffled his soft hair.
Xue Lan tilted her head back, resisting his actions yet unable to break free, which made Duan Wenzheng's heart soften.
Like a kitten that feels great in the hand but resists being touched.
Duan Wenzheng's fingertips ruffled his hair, then moved to the back of his thin white neck.
There was a dim light in his eyes, and he leaned slightly closer to look into those clear eyes.
"What, what happened?" Xue Lan nervously took half a step back.
Duan Wenzheng saw his actions and said half-jokingly, "You want to kidnap children."
"..." Xue Lan quickly pushed him away and ran into the club.
Duan Wenzhen looked at the running figure and stood outside the club for a long time without moving.
Zhou Kanqing was watching the video of today's game in the training room. He was just getting excited when he saw Duan Wenzheng walking into the club with his head down.
This scene was too familiar. Zhou Kanqing pursed his lips and asked awkwardly, "You haven't reconciled yet?"
Duan Wenzheng turned on the host casually.
"…Don't be so depressed. This is not like you at all."
Zhou Kanqing had known Duan Wenzheng for so many years, but he had never seen him so depressed that he didn't know how to comfort him. At first, Zhou Kanqing thought that Duan Wenzheng would be fine after a good night's sleep, but he never thought that after so much time, he would still be like this.
"Actually, I think..." Zhou Kanqing repeatedly organized his words: "Lanlan may not dislike you. He is a person who is slow to react. Maybe he likes you but he hasn't realized it yet."
"If he likes it, what would he think of the relationship between me and Wen Yan?"
"… "
"Although you are a bit of a dog, dogs are already a part of your life. I'm really not used to you suddenly acting like this..." Zhou Kanqing looked at Duan Wenzheng, whose eyes were calm and without any of his former sharpness, and comforted him again with embarrassment: "Actually, I think you're doing pretty well. Lanlan would definitely be worried if she saw you like this."
Duan Wen Zheng opened the game silently. Zhou Kanqing tilted his head and glanced at it. It was still in survival mode.
Zhou Kanqing gritted his teeth and continued to talk nonsense: "Who knows... maybe Lanlan likes you to be such a dog?!"
Duan Wenzheng still didn't speak.
Zhou Kanqing sighed helplessly.
Not to mention Duan Wenzhen, even he himself didn't believe it.
Duan Wenzheng has been staying in the training room by himself for such a long time. He was not the kind of person who could hold it in before. Now Zhou Kanqing is getting anxious, so why did Duan Wenzheng suddenly become so cowardly
"I say, Duan Wenzheng, what's wrong with you? This is not like you at all."
Duan Wenzheng hesitated a little when opening the scope. Just when Zhou Kanqing thought he was going to ignore what he said, he heard Duan Wenzheng say:
"Everything I do lately seems to just... backfire."
Duan Wenzhen's words were vague, even a little incoherent, but Zhou Kanqing still understood what he meant.
Zhou Kanqing finally understood those strange emotions that he had never seen before in Duan Wenzhen's eyes for so many days.
That's not depression.
is fear.
If Zhou Kanqing originally felt that the word "depression" seemed to have nothing to do with Duan Wenzhen, then "fear" might never appear in Duan Wenzhen.
But at this moment, he realized with absolute certainty that all of Duan Wenzhen's hesitation and silence came from fear.
Just like he could not imagine before, what could scare Duan Wenzhen, who was ignorant of the immensity of the world, and he even secretly hoped that if something could scare Duan Wenzhen one day, he would definitely laugh at him for ten days or half a month.
But when this day finally came, Zhou Kanqing found it impossible to laugh anymore.
Zhou Kanqing was silent for a long time, his eyes following Duan Wenzhen's every rise and fall of the camera. After a while, he sighed helplessly and leaned back in his chair lazily.
"I heard that the Thunder Team was drawn in the second round of Glory. The game will be tomorrow. The situation is not good."
Zhou Kanqing glanced at Duan Wenzheng and continued, "Lanlan has been playing solo with Shen Rong, the assaulter of the Glory Team, every day. We asked him to play in the rankings but he refused to come, and he refused to play in the survival games... What's so fun about playing solo that it's worth abandoning all the hungry people in our team?"
Duan Wenzheng continued to shoot, as if he was isolated in a private world by the earphones, and did not hear what Zhou Kanqing, who was sitting next to him, said.
"Why does Shen Rong always drag our Lanlan into solos? Last time, because of him, Lanlan was suspected of being isolated by our team. How come he has no idea and doesn't know how to avoid suspicion?"
"Will he... have any improper thoughts about Lanlan?!" Seeing that Duan Wenzheng was unmoved, Zhou Kanqing didn't care and continued to talk to himself:
"Hey, the first game tomorrow is between Shen Rong and Thunder. I think I heard Lan Lan asked for leave from A Yan tomorrow... Hiss, why would he ask for leave at this time?... Could it be that he wants to watch the game of that little goblin named Shen?! If they meet tomorrow..."
Before Zhou Kanqing could finish his words, Duan Wenzheng suddenly cut off the connection and exited the game directly.
"Eh?" Zhou Kanqing's mouth was stretched to his ears, and he asked knowingly, "It's so late, where are you going?"
"sleep."
Duan Wenzheng's dark eyes glanced at Zhou Kanqing's expression, who was obviously waiting to see the fun, and laughed coldly, "Let's go meet that little goblin Shen tomorrow."