The Chinese New Year is not too far away. Apart from arranging for Shen Ye to participate in a useless SOLO match, the team has been interspersed with some promotional shooting during training at other times.
Within a few days, even the photographers understood what was wrong with the chicken-eating division—you, Mr. Ou... are all looking for contestants in BLUE, right
Faced with everyone's booing for Qin Jue and Qi Ji to take some New Year greeting photos, Qin Jue still dared not move. Instead, Shen Ye smiled and pulled Qi Ji to stand in front of the camera: "Why don't you take a photo of us two, legend has it? The little wolfdog sniper and his idol captain in the movie are so popular, even three days and three nights is not enough."
Qin Jue clearly knew that Shen Ye did this on purpose, but he still pulled Qi Ji sourly during the break, and refused to accept it on behalf of the domesticated rabbit: "... Who knows, little wolf dog, if he comes to me for three days and three nights, captain, I will help him to death." you."
"Oh? Okay, I've bought imported lubricant and it's waiting for you, it's strawberry flavored." Shen Ye shook his collar, his eyes full of smile, "How about we two-headed dragons, you seven and I three, look at me Love you, right?"
As a result, Qin Jue's cheeks felt warm as if his identity had been revealed, and he quickly took Qi Ji to find a photographer.
But it has to be said that Qin Jue actually still has many concerns about the relationship between the two.
For example, at this moment, even if it was just two ordinary publicity photos, Qin Jue did not forget to reiterate to Qi Ji: "Remember, our relationship must not be announced to the outside world. You must also explain clearly to acquaintances that I do not like people of the same sex, but you She looks like a little girl... that’s why she’s like this.”
Every time he tried to appear casual, for fear that Qi Ji would be unhappy about it.
After all, the two of them had kissed and hugged each other more than once, and it was very difficult for him to suppress it. At Qi Ji's age, it was only a matter of time before a gun went off, but he still avoided the last step and was not as honest as he said. Use your own warmth to warm the other person's body and mind.
But unexpectedly, Qi Ji completely understood his decision, but this time he felt a little regretful: "Oh... yes, yes, but if the senior doesn't want to make it public, the young ladies of 'Huaye' and 'Fenghuaxueyue' still won't give up. of."
"..." Qin Jue was surprised for a while, "What is Hua Xueyue??"
"Ah, seniors, haven't you ever heard the fans tease you? They are the three major CPs of our team, Hua Yan, Hua Ye, and Feng Hua Xue Yue." Qi Ji's supposedly deep Ruifeng eyes sparkled with innocence, and his tone turned out to be quite proud. "They're all the ones where I'm the youngest and I'm the male lead. It's like - it's called the general attack."
"..." Qin Jue was in a daze, but his tense nerves finally relaxed, "It's difficult to lead female fans in this generation. If you don't want to send me thousands of miles away, what are you thinking about all day long??"
At the end, he pretended to be angry and ruffled Qi Ji's hair: "Just you? Huh? You act like a little girl and still attack? You still dare to tell me?"
Qi Ji sorted out his head aggrievedly, and of course answered him: "I was wrong, I will try again next time~"
The two hugged each other by the window for a long time, until the team leader started calling for assembly, Qi Ji hurriedly lowered his head to look at Qin Jue, and pulled him away unyieldingly: "Senior, you have looked down on me, and you still think I am a little girl?"
Qin Jue was nervous but didn't look away, and analyzed carefully: "I just saw it, do you still want to collect money? You can't prove anything in normal times. When men fight with bayonets, they have to be at their best. Do you understand?"
Of course, Qi Ji's words, "Senior, do you want me to see if I'm in full condition?" still made Qin Jue look regretful, and she fell into his arms and stopped answering.
Unfortunately, Qin Jue really had some messy dreams that night, and had to struggle to wake up. He buried his face in Qi Ji's neck and rubbed his face in pain, not knowing what he was asking for.
Although Qi Ji was unconsciously letting out the immature anger of his predecessor, he still instinctively pulled his collar slightly, touched his collarbone twice, and coaxed him to fall asleep again.
So Qin Jue never thought that even in the last few days before the holiday, there could be many such kisses.
For example, after the training, the two of them made a solo appointment, and they kissed me when I won and I kissed you when I lost. Qin Jue, who was shot in the head, refused on the grounds that it would not affect the mentality of his teammates, which made Qi Ji come over angrily and kiss him. The black jersey was thrown over his head.
When a bunch of light illuminated the brief darkness in front of Qin Jue, a furry head came up with a smile and kissed him without saying a word. Not only did he attract useless resistance with his cheeks burning, but also attracted Shen Ye's despair—fuck, if the team uniforms are longer, will you two just start
It's like the club's New Year's Eve dinner. After most of the people were lying down, Qi Ji pulled him and held him in his arms. The kisses he gave him gradually changed from gentle to passionate. The accompanying smell of tobacco and alcohol originally made him confused. But he couldn't help but grabbed Qi Ji's arm and ordered him to kiss him again, and then kiss him again.
For example, being able to be with the person you like openly and openly in your teens is something that many people cannot achieve, so Qi Ji's enthusiasm can be imagined. Sometimes Qin Jue even found that Qi Ji would be so happy all night long. Holding him and looking at him, it seemed that she was satisfied by touching his forehead carefully, and there was no need to sleep at all.
It wasn't until he woke up that Qi Ji showed a confused look on his face. He quickly pecked him on the forehead and said, "Senior, I'm awake. Now it's time for me to go to bed."
So in all the kisses, Qin Jue could always find that there was light shining on Qi Ji's eyes when he looked down at him.
After gradually being willing to step out of the past, there seemed to be a gentle flame that was timid and did not dare to burn wildly in those eyes that were always cold and calm.
***
During the Spring Festival holiday, Qin Jue was reluctant to say goodbye to this cluster of light.
The three teammates all left early. Cui Xuezhi was the furthest away and could not fly directly to Zhaoqing, so he naturally left first; Shen Ye had to go back to Chongqing and Chengdu, so his things had been packed long ago; and Qi Ji had to go to visit his grandfather in advance. Grandma also has to leave three days in advance.
As if in the blink of an eye, Qin Jue helped the other person get into the car, as if his hands no longer belonged to him, and he even pushed the other person into the back seat: "Quickly, quick, quick, don't kiss me anymore, before I kill myself."
Before Qi Ji could say anything, the driver quickly stepped on the accelerator and drove away. Looking at the silhouette of the car in the distance, Qin Jue was about to feel lost when a video invitation appeared on WeChat, which refocused his dazed vision. laughed.
-The moment he clicked to accept, Qi Ji appeared on the screen at a strange upward angle and said sadly, "We've been apart for a long time, senior." He then patted the camera and laughed that no one could find his ugly angle. , as long as he can.
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Therefore, Qin Jue can feel that this year's Spring Festival will definitely be much better than before.
Many old teammates sent him messages asking him how he was doing this year, and his replies were full of pride: Of course he woke up from a 20-meter-wide bed, wore a nightgown and drank red wine in a river view villa, and he had to be high. The kind that comes in a foot cup.
Yes, in fact, he didn't buy a ticket, and he had no place to go back to. Compared with going to an Internet cafe to play games all night for several days, he was obviously much happier now that he could stay in a warm base and watch videos.
Every day he can grab red envelopes in large and small group chats, and as long as he is not the "luckiest", Qi Ji will send him a bunch of them individually like a goddess, as if to say, the senior's luck must be First is best.
Qin Jue could imagine the rosy expression on his cheeks while holding the phone, so he had no choice but to say: You have a problem with your thinking, how can you still pay for prostitution
Unexpectedly, across the screen, Qi Ji was not ashamed. The names of the next few red envelopes became "Whoring for me - February 19th", "Whoring for me - February 20th"...
Qin Jue couldn't help but smile. Before this festival, the opponent's record was also remarkable - everyone in the team group was teasing him, "Little Qi Ji, do you still want some lucky money?", but he replied sweetly, "Thank you." "Uncle", which made several cheap assistants and Shen Ye have no choice but to admit their defeat and designated him to receive the red envelope: Okay, why don't I give it to you
Although, Qin Jue knew that the other party must have an expressionless face when typing this line.
Every day, Qin Jue would video chat with Qi Ji. The other party would share with him the villas he saw when he went to the countryside, the prosperous dining tables, and his unique skills of carrying four boxes of milk in one hand, as if he wanted to take him with him to the scene. , and also introduced to the group of children who were asking to play games with him in a serious manner: Brother, I have a particularly powerful teammate. Should you call him brother-in-law or sister-in-law...? Forget it, he will take you to play games after calling him.
While Qin Jue asked him not to be a bad boy, he asked: ... Are there any European and Vietnamese dishes
Without thinking, the other party replied: There are no European and Vietnamese dishes, so the average is equal to 1.5 European and Vietnamese dishes.
So Qin Jue nodded cheerfully and actually led a few primary school students to play games, as if he had blended into the lively atmosphere of the Qi family.
By the day before last, almost all of the team's talents were gone, with only two local Pudong security guards and another couple in the club left.
-As far as Qin Jue knew, they were the top laner and jungler of the "League of Legends" branch of the game. They seemed to have been together for two years. As soon as Qin Jue came down the stairs that day, he saw them carrying their luggage and getting ready to go out.
The fierce-looking jungler is a fan of Shen Ye like many e-sports players. When he saw him, he naturally smiled and greeted him: "Yanshen, why don't you leave? You can take me to chicken when you have time. I am the number one jungler in Pudong. The king, the one who can search a full pack in the farm and wild areas in five minutes."
"... Well, let's play together when we have time." Qin Jue nodded nervously, and his eyes became curious, "Are you going home together?"
The paralyzed top laner tied the black scarf around the jungler's neck in an ugly knot and replied: "Yes, I will go to Hong Kong first and then take him back to my home in Zhuhai."
Qin Jue opened his lips slightly, feeling a little surprised.
—Can same-sex couples still take the same-sex couple home to meet their parents
But not only did the two of them not feel unnatural at all, they even started arguing, "You want to have chicken with me too?" As he walked away, Qin Jue looked at the empty entrance of the base, suddenly feeling surrounded by a huge loss, and felt a little enlightened.
… I really envy that jungler.
At that moment, Qin Jue didn't know how much sourness he felt in his heart, but on the phone he was holding tightly, there was a message he had sent to Qi Ji a few hours ago, leaving him with no other choice.
—[I got on the plane, and the camera on my phone fell down. I will fix it when I get back, but I won’t be able to record the video for the time being~]
***
On New Year's Eve, the usually bustling streets of Shanghai seemed to have been ransacked and felt uncomfortably empty.
Qin Jue played on the trumpet for a long time and had nowhere to go. Even the security guy said they would go home after 7 o'clock, so Qin Jue took advantage of the lack of people in the afternoon and planned to sneak to the supermarket to buy some New Year goods.
Before going out, he had a few seconds of fun that he might be recognized by fans now, so he put on a mask with bravado. However, in the huge shopping mall, someone still stopped him.
"Nonsense? Why are you here?"
Qin Jue nervously thought it was a fan and adjusted his clothes for two seconds. However, when he turned his head, he saw that the speaker was... Wen Rong.
So Qin Jue had to reluctantly take off the mask: "... Do you recognize this?"
"With your figure and hair, I wouldn't be able to recognize you unless I was blind." Wen Rong glanced at his shopping basket, confused, "...didn't you go home for the New Year?"
"...I didn't buy a ticket." Qin Jue thought that he was one of Shen Ye's concubines, so he asked politely, "What about you, why are you here?"
Unexpectedly, the other party snorted, spread his hands and said: "The Chosen Son, a local Shanghainese who owns two demolished houses in Pudong, who is here if I'm not here?"
The two of them were obviously ready to fight if they said more than a few words, but Qin Jue was at the back of the queue at the checkout, so he paid for Wen Rong and said goodbye to him, preparing to go back and cook some dumplings for the New Year.
***
Light snow falls on the winter night, and the lights of thousands of houses light up, like clusters of long-burning fires, which can shine into the hearts of all wanderers. The longing for me that lasted for a year seems to have been cut off today, and everyone has a place to belong to.
Qin Jue was walking on the street, and every small snowflake falling on his face was like a cold kiss from Qi Ji's lips, which suddenly reminded him of the winter in his hometown.
There is also snow there, but it’s as big as goose feathers; you can’t see any green outside the city, and the streets on New Year’s Eve will never be like those in southern cities, with so many people laughing and having fun outside; the night there is 20 degrees below zero During the Spring Festival, everyone will rush home early, preferring to spend the Spring Festival Gala and dumplings.
And if you think about it carefully, it seems that this is already his sixth year in the south playing games.
This supposedly developed and exclusive city has never shown any ill will toward him. When asking for directions, his aunt would answer him in Mandarin based on his accent. When he put down his luggage, the landlord was concerned about why he stopped studying. All the friends he met were very kind to him. He likes the warm south, and he once thought about staying here and never leaving.
But when he returned to the empty team base and was finally alone, he suddenly felt heat welling up in his eyes, causing him to lie down at the restaurant table, as if he was drenched in longing, unable to stand up.
The lonely light shrouded him, always reminding him of the scene of walking alone in the alleys when he left his hometown.
The alley was very dark, surrounded by decades-old bricks and tiles, which made him, who was under 16 years old, a little scared.
But after clenching his fists hard, he still found the Dragon Soul Tattoo shop that had written an advertisement on corrugated paper at the alley. He stretched out a fragile arm like a lotus root to the tattoo artist with braided hair and said, just tattoo that tattoo artist. The one that looks the most powerful and scary, does it cost 1,200 yuan to be fully tattooed
The tattoo artist nodded and said with a smile, "You have delicate skin and tender flesh, so I'm afraid you'll cry."
His throat trembled, but when the needle really fell, no matter whether it was the sharp pain of cutting the thread, the long-lasting pain of fogging, or the unbearable pain of whitening and discoloration, nothing could stop him. Just say a word.
He gritted his teeth until the tissue wiped the blood stains, then he hurriedly wiped the corners of his eyes, put down the money and left in a hurry - just like this, he also wiped the corners of his eyes, put down the dumplings, went upstairs in a daze, and opened the bedroom All lights.
The lights in the restaurant were turned off, and only the abandoned mobile phone kept shining, flashing a name like crazy—Qi Ji.
***
The gentle snow on the winter night has not stopped yet, but Qi Ji, who is sitting in the taxi at this moment, suspects that he is really going crazy.
More than ten minutes ago, he was sitting in the noisy living room of his home, sitting around with the children of his relatives, preparing to take them to play mobile games. However, a message from Shen Ye popped out, and he suddenly felt that the whole room was full of laughter. No sound.
On that screenshot were Wen Rong’s words: [Luoye, your team is so real. The team members are so poor that they can’t even buy a ticket to go home. Is it okay for Wu Yan to stay in Shanghai alone for the New Year? ? Why don't you ask for a private jet to Europe and Vietnam? Are you short of gas money? Do you want me to come out?]
Qi Ji was suddenly stung by the laughter around him, and his heart suddenly ached - so the moment he dialed Qin Jue's phone, he had already stood up and began to instinctively search for his coat and wallet.
I can get through, but no one answers.
He was panicked and contacted the security uncle again. Although the other party confirmed that Qin Jue was still in Shanghai, his subsequent tone was a bit awkward.
Qi Ji understood the other party's embarrassment over the New Year's Eve dinner, so he had already kicked off his shoes in a hurry.
My father raised his head from the mahjong table and heard him say, "Someone is waiting, so I have to go." He waved his hand and allowed him to go, and even joked: Do you want me to send him off? You're too unlucky, honey.
The temperature at night was around freezing, but Qi Ji felt that his body and mind were heating up as he ran towards the gate of the community.
He stopped countless cars. As soon as the driver heard that he was going to Shanghai, he stepped on the accelerator and drove off. In the end, he was so anxious that he grabbed the window of a car and shouted, "Go to Shanghai, I'll give you whatever you want." , the driver spit out an astronomical figure and let him get in the car.
Rainbow lights were shining along the way. There were so many roads connecting Shanghai and Zhejiang, but none of them were as busy as usual.
The world was so quiet that it was as if he was the only one still on the road. He was holding the phone that had never been answered, as if he was overwhelmed by self-blame. He always felt that a piece of his chest had been taken out of thin air, which was both empty and painful.
It wasn't until he finally returned to the familiar team base, until he faced the darkness in the room and anxiously found the place where the people who were afraid of the dark were, and until he found that the light in the dormitory was still on, that he held the cold doorknob and was With huge regret, I pushed and reluctantly opened the door.
The gentle blue sheets came into view again, but he couldn't tell whether it was Qin Jue huddled in the bed.
He finally suppressed his breathing and walked over gently, but when he reached out his hand to the sleeping person's cheek, his heartbeat still felt like it was hit hard, and it started to mess up again unexpectedly.
- Qin Jue's appearance was the same as that of Heping, but Qi Ji found that the other person's hand was pressing a strange piece of paper, and he seemed to be looking at it before falling asleep.
Unable to think, he bent down to see what it was, but the moment his eyes focused on it, his whole body froze in place.
Because, that was obviously the "support banner" that he had painted with little flowers and written "Shen Me" on it.
... It turns out that it was secretly put away by Qin Jue.
A piece of paper that should have been discarded, he didn't even pay attention to it, always thinking that it had been thrown away by the cleaning aunt - but at this moment, it appeared in Qin Jue's hands like a treasure, becoming the only one who accompanied Qin Jue to sleep on New Year's Eve. The thing became a sharp blade scratching his heart, making him feel weak all over. He was almost so distressed that he couldn't feel the posture in which he finally hugged the person in front of him.