The lights came on.
At that moment, Qin Jue couldn't help but curl up into Qi Ji's arms because of the fear and sadness in his heart - but he seemed to never know what he was like in Qi Ji's eyes.
***
At that time, we met for the first time in the rankings. In the quality square, "Wandering" had just asked "if there are any girls." Qi Ji sat up straight with two screens open, and happened to see a barrage floating in the live broadcast room: Isn't this the number one troll in the Asian server who can only have sex with his mouth in the game
Qi Ji was used to solo queue, and had never heard of this character, but the barrage was beyond his expectation, and a small climax immediately appeared.
[Fuck, Mr. Hua hasn’t ranked him for so long. I thought I would never be lucky enough to meet him in this life... Why hasn’t this idiot been banned yet?]
[To be reasonable, if you don’t want it, you can donate it to those in need. Why does this guy still have a face game?]
[In the field of shamelessness, there are very few people who can compete with him]
[I feel sorry for my ears, Mr. Hua, who only listens to Dolby 10.1 channels. This game will be polluted by garbage]
These undoubtedly attracted Qi Ji's attention.
In the game, teammates were discussing how to jump to P City. Qi Ji also stopped trying to turn off his teammates’ voices, and instead switched the screen to the game. He felt a little scared and a little excited. He was very curious about who everyone said was the number one troll. of.
- Even though, his expression is still cold and indifferent to everything.
But in that game, the voice of Wang Yan was not as fierce and dirty as Qi Ji worried and expected. Instead, other than being a little noisy, there was nothing special about it:
"Sister? Are you there? Why don't you say anything? Sister, can I add friends to my macho voice to double queue? Sister, what kind of gun do you usually use? Sister, when I see P City, I get airsick and want to go and shoot it. Sister Come on, my rookie station is open. Today's 90 express delivery will be given to you later, okay, sister? Is she here? Are you there?"
The voice in the headset was like a repeater. Qi Ji gradually choked up and felt that it was not very scary. So after a moment, he relaxed and couldn't help but smile and replied, "Here you are."
However, as an autistic player, he never talks on the mic.
During the boring additional ranking training, he wanted to seize a moment of relaxation and concentrate on feeling the style of the top troll in the Asian server. He never thought that he would miss the opportunity to skydive, and his landing position would be quite wrong.
For this reason, he began to think about how to explain it, but he did not expect that the other two teammates did not land at the point marked by everyone at the beginning.
Even the ones they jumped to were not near P City.
Qi Ji was surprised at first, and then he took a deep breath in confusion—didn't he agree to jump to P City
What does it mean for these two people to go to M City now
Letting a person with a false statement land in a place with a large number of people like P City, doesn't it mean that he will die in vain
But the two teammates were laughing and joking and didn't seem to think anything was wrong.
- "Brother, you and we both know that, you can massacre P City at will first, we'll just sit there and we'll meet up later."
- "Brother, I really don't dare to bail you out. I even spent my prostitution money to afford this game. I was afraid of being blocked. But I still thank you for winning this game, okay?"
Their words seemed to have some hidden meaning.
Even though Qi Ji couldn't hear what was going on outside the window and heard strange things, he was silent for two seconds because he was inexplicably deceived and excluded by his teammates. He didn't say anything more: Oh... is the girl there? Sister, pick up the gun and wait for me. Sister, don’t run around. There are people everywhere. Sister, if you die, my brother’s chest muscles will hurt.
Then, before Qi Ji even apologized, he started to tease him again: "Wow, my perfect abortion technique is comparable to that of Peking Union Medical College Hospital."
This car is really a damn SF Yuantong Yunda complete package—girl, look at this three-stage head with perfect curves~
Sister, don’t die, wait until I come to find you, and I’ll give you all the good things!
Qi Ji would definitely be fine if he survived, but he always felt that his interest in the game had completely waned. On the contrary, he would always make the corners of his mouth raise with his nonsense about kills that would clear the screen and talk about bbs.
"Hurry, hurry, there's an airdrop! I'll surround three of them by myself!"
"Ouch, sexy macho, three kills online~ Let's see... Is there something wrong with this airdrop box idea? Is it the M24? I blew up the airbags on my Bentley - forget it, I'll just use it Use it!"
He pretended to be sorry, but in fact his tail was about to reach the sky. When Qi Ji, who was dressed in rags, heard the name of M24, his eyes immediately lit up and he couldn't help but follow him.
That is his favorite gun, but he has a dark face. He has never found it twice after playing the game for so long. At this moment, he can only wear a small skirt and pitifully use his identity as a soft girl to secretly hope and make lies. Notice him.
So later on, in the eyes of Qi Ji who had succeeded, Wang Yan's gesture of rushing over to offer him a gun was quite standard, as if he was throwing himself into someone's arms.
Then, the silencer and the cheek support were installed, and he quickly captured the enemy's figure with precision. He knew that as long as he clicked the mouse, it would be the human head, but the voice of hesitation continued: "Will the girl know it?" Yes? Will you? If not, you, you can actually return it to me. The fortune teller said that I am a descendant of Hou Yi, and I will perform a show for you and shoot the whole audience. Do you think it will work...? "
There was grievance, temptation, regret, and uneasiness in his tone. It seemed that he wanted to show off his magnanimity to attract girls, but he was reluctant to part with the gun he had finally obtained.
'...it's obviously quite cute. 'So Qi Ji's index finger paused and failed to press the left mouse button.
I have to say that he suddenly felt that this game was becoming interesting.
So of course he kept holding the gun and pretended not to hear. The two of them just walked on the map step by step, claiming to kill as many people as he could with poor acting skills, without any intention of feeling sorry for the two teammates.
At that time, he was like a seven or eight-year-old boy who liked to bully people he was interested in. He just wanted the M24 to turn into a black fire stick in his hands, and he just wanted to make Xi Yan anxious and annoyed. But she could only coax him with soft words - it could be said that even he himself didn't realize that he had bad intentions.
But in the end of the story, he overturned on the spot because he was too complacent.
—When someone asked him if he liked this black and thick gun, he couldn't help but answer "I like it!" on the microphone. He almost wanted to cry in anger for his nonsense, but he completely forgot about it. Without a voice changer, his voice is just playing with fire at the grave.
Sure enough, after Wang Yan realized his gender, he broke out in a second, taught him how to behave, and let him learn what real friendship between competitive game teammates is - every time he thought of the scene where he was unable to parry, he still trembled a little and didn't dare Do whatever you want.
But all the details in a game were seen by him, which made his stubborn intuition settle in his mind, and he began to hypnotize himself: lying is good, not only for girls, but also for teammates. He deliberately deceived and isolated him, and he did not greet other people's families like the legend said.
In the final analysis, those trolling videos are nothing more than a bad temper when facing a novice, a little too cultured wording, and a little too loud voice... that's all.
—So later on, Qi Ji, who was searching everywhere for teaching videos about trolling, completely lost his idol baggage and began to cover his forehead and doubt his life: What the hell am I doing...
During the same training, things started to go a bit wrong. Countless news about nonsense came to him at once. It didn't take long for him to learn about the fact that Wu Yan was questioned or wrongfully accused of cheating. He also learned about the rumors that Wu Yan's mother was no longer alive. In a sense, this was somewhat similar to him - of course, he also I heard that this guy is actually going to try out with their team.
He was so panicked that he ate three plates of rabbit meat in a row, determined to hold on—wouldn’t he be squirting on his completely autistic friend? He pays it!
But when they met for the first time, his long psychological construction collapsed and he was defeated directly.
The silver-haired boy's appearance was colder and more unique than he imagined. When he faced a group of adults with ill intentions alone, the boy's secretly clenched fists were clearly trembling, but he still raised his confident eyebrows and beat them one by one. Stared back.
Qi Ji didn't have time to be surprised or confused, so he instinctively walked over to block their gaze for him - and then when he lowered his head to look at the slightly astonished face, he felt really angry.
He was angry not only with the people in the team, but also with Qin Jue himself: How could you come alone? How can you pretend to be proud and indifferent and use these scars as offensive weapons
But Ren was anxious, and in the end he couldn't ask these overly caring words - he chose the most vulgar "Hello", which was very annoying, and he was completely forgotten by Qin Jue, and he was completely out of character. , dish to bronze five.
In the past few days, although they had not been friends for too long, Qi Ji could see through Qin Jue easily from the closest distance. In other words, this guy... was too easy to see through.
So towards Qin Jue, Qi Ji was restrained and cautious most of the time, fearing that he would not take enough care of him.
But he couldn't control his instinctive agitation. From time to time, he would go wild and reckless, changing from a cold and autistic e-sports player to an 18-year-old boy who couldn't help but want to bully others.
Even when Qin Jue hugged him to sleep, he would always think about what his senior would have done if he hadn't joined the IS team in the future. I don’t even have a Weibo membership, so I can’t use pictures to troll people. Although my writing skills are very solid, it still makes people anxious to death.
Yes, anxious... Qi Ji soon discovered that he was always anxious about Qin Jue.
Worried that he is overtrained, worried that he is afraid of the dark and can't sleep, worried that he is always stupid and thinks he is pretending to be arrogant and cool.
For example, at this moment, the effect of alcohol was still in Qi Ji's body, but he suddenly woke up from his dazed state. His heart was almost frightened, and he was so anxious that he held Qin Jue's face with both hands.
"Senior...?"
… Cried? Why are you crying? Having nightmares again? Is it too much for me to bully someone into kissing someone today? Is it not enough for me to bully people today by forcing them to kiss each other? My wine smells too strong? Are you aggrieved by being punished and not allowed to eat? Or... feeling unwell
Qi Ji noticed that the other person was clutching his abdomen, his messy bangs on his forehead were wet, and his whole wrinkled face was turning white, as if he was in pain.
At that moment, it seemed as if a huge syringe was pierced into Qi Ji's heart, and it was twitching violently. The heartache made him even more panicked, as if having three heads and six arms was not enough. He regretted letting the light pierce the other person's eyes, and was worried that the other person would cover his eyes. My stomach felt uncomfortable, so I had to cover the other person's eyes with one hand, and roughly wipe the liquid on the side of his face with one hand: "What's wrong, senior? Why are you crying? Stomach pain?"
The skin on Qin Jue's face was softened by tears, and his eyes were red and translucent, but he took the initiative to plunge into his arms. His throat twitched and refused to look at him. He just shook his head: "It's okay... just hold me and wait until I don't feel sad." It'll be fine... I... I'm very fast."
As a result, the syringe in Qi Ji's heart was pulled all the way out, and the stinging pain caught him off guard.
His consciousness was awake, but his muscles and nerves were not. At a loss, he knew that he couldn't control the severity. Rubbing Qin Jue's face was like kneading dough, but he couldn't help but slowly rub away those tears and be as gentle as possible. He hugged the person into his arms.
He is only 18 years old. Although he goes around deceiving people with the arrogance and cold face of adolescence every day, like many 18-year-old boys, he longs to release his tenderness that is shackled by his teenage status, longs to love and protect others independently, and even more longs to One day, he can find someone to show off the power that he thinks is powerful and unique to adult men - as for the gender of the other person, he really doesn't care too much.
This was the first time that he wrapped Qin Jue tightly in his arms when both parties were so awake. So he cherished this opportunity and felt extremely distressed.
Whether it's the hand patting Qin Jue's back, the soft and comforting voice in Qin Jue's ear, or the lips caressing Qin Jue's earlobe with tenderness and sweetness, it seems that they no longer belong to him, but they contain He gave me all the tenderness he could give me when he was young.
"Don't be afraid, senior... I'm here."
"If you have nightmares in the future and call me louder, if that doesn't work, just bite me."
"But... I will definitely try my best to prevent senior from crying again."
"Be good, be good... It's okay. It's all over. Now you have us."
"I... I don't want to make a promise or swear something too early. Senior will definitely not believe it. But now I..."
"Now... I really have something to say... What should I do, senior?"
"Would it make me look unreliable...?"
Qin Jue leaned against his chest, which was hot due to the smell of alcohol. She seemed to finally understand what he was saying. She paused for a moment, seemed to feel relieved, and moved closer to his arms.
This half point was like giving Qi Ji a great recognition and reward, which made his heart move, and his embrace of Qin Jue became much deeper and gentler.
The light was dim and covered with soft blue sheets, slowly spreading out inch by inch.
Qi Ji continued to rub Qin Jue's hair, whispering comfort in his ear over and over again, until his mouth and tongue were almost completely dry, Qin Jue rubbed his aggrieved eyes hard, and took the initiative to rub his neck with his face.
Then, perhaps because he was sad or perhaps because he was shy, Qin Jue's voice was uncharacteristically weak and almost inaudible: Yes... it's too early... I want you to like me more... like me very much... only then can you say it.
It was almost morning, and Qi Ji was stunned for a moment, as if he had been spied on his youthful impulses, and as if he had completed the first major and arduous task of his adult life. So soon, he let out a breath, and when Qin Jue moved his eyebrows lightly, he placed a warm kiss on the other person's forehead: Okay... Xiao Qi will definitely not keep the senior waiting too long.