This actually goes back to when Qin Jue and Fan Hua No. 1 met in the rankings.
In the eyes of others, it might just be an ordinary round of cheating and shamelessly continuing to mess around in the game, but for Qin Jue, it was the last thing he could do after being forced to a dead end - look, I'm still here anyway Have fun playing my game, no matter what you say.
So according to his setting, he couldn't miss a single line in the beginning to flirt with girls.
When he found out that there was a real girl in the game, he was even more overjoyed and vowed to gain her favor so that others could see that he was not pitiful.
At that time, he may not have slept for more than 60 hours, and the trash can next to him was filled with the remains of instant noodles. He was isolated and self-blaming, and his mind was filled with the phantoms of chasing his dream for the past six years.
Many teams, big and small, have extended invitations to him. Many times he bought the cheapest tickets and went to witness the games. Many times, he stayed at the exhibition just to catch one more glimpse of his idols.
It can be said that if the game had not saved him from reality, he might have committed suicide long ago.
Because of his birth, he is inherently guilty - he is not the fruit of love, but the final product of a deception.
He has experienced a lot of inhuman torture and mental torture. Once he resists, he will be put in a dark room of two to three square meters to "think about his mistakes." Only when he is willing to admit that it was a mistake to like boys can he be released and continue to be beaten.
Even his brother led people to bully him, because "you look a lot like Qin Xiaofeng, it makes me sick", and they wanted to burn his face. Even if he struggled to be saved, he would be worse than dead in the subsequent treatment.
Even when he touched the scars on his neck and side of his face now, he seemed to be able to recall the feeling of burning redness and swelling, as well as the excruciating pain when the skin blistered, fester, and oozed pus.
He never dared to say that the little monster with a ferocious appearance, bad temper, and explosive fighting power actually cared about his appearance.
In all the gloomy days, only the video game, which had been despised by thousands of people, could bring him relief, and even allow him to find his dream and sense of identity. Of course, the pure joy and ultimate enjoyment of having sex with others was also indispensable.
He was arrogant, violent and cold from beginning to end. He was passionate on the surface, but in fact he only really loved games. It wasn't until the dishonest and deceitful Fanhua responded to all his provocations with tenderness that this monster with all its teeth and claws seemed to have been stabbed in its death hole. Generally speaking, I felt shy for my trolling behavior for a while, but I was also excited and wanted to be friends with others.
"But... it turns out you still don't like me and say I'm scary." So at this moment, Qin Jue put his arms around Qi Ji's neck and acted like a baby, "So I just quit the game and waited for a long time for you to join me." Me, but you don’t—well, I’ve been hurt by my teammate’s friendship, so I can only move you from the ‘particularly favorable’ side to the ‘annoying individual’ side.”
Faced with the sudden entanglement and confession, Qi Ji tried to sort out a suitable response, but his brain was still blank and his speech was a bit unclear: "So, when we first met, the senior was angry and said that he didn't remember me because of this. ?”
"...Well." Qin Jue replied, "You must not know that I almost gave up at that time - everyone scolded me, and the other two teammates in that game also agreed that I was cheating. You are the only one with a particularly good temper. Chicken, he knows that I am the number one troll in the Asian server, and he also knows that I am a cheater, but he is still very simple and gentle to me."
However, Qin Jue couldn't help but feel unwilling to give in: "It's so annoying, I didn't want to tell you at first - I said I didn't remember you at the beginning because I was angry with you. I also really hate your good temper and thought that I would bully you to death in the future. you."
After a pause, Qin Jue, who was half asleep, became obviously embarrassed again: "But now... it seems that you are always trying your best to bully me."
"...I, I didn't." Qi Ji's cheeks warmed up, but he was trembling. He didn't dare to tell Qin Jue the truth that he was not innocent in that round of rankings.
The endless affection filled his heart, making his heart beat faster and never stopped. He wanted to hold Qin Jue tightly and not let go, but he was also afraid of making the other person's fever worse. In the end, he still reluctantly let go of the other person, and They tucked themselves back into the quilt and wanted to take care of each other and go back to sleep.
The countdown to the last minute of midnight seems to have started, but in the intertwined breathing of the two people, Qi Ji never thought that before Qin Jue fell asleep, he softly uttered a sentence: "Why didn't you say that you also like me? ah."
Qi Ji was stunned and hurriedly leaned down, fearing that he couldn't hear clearly: "I like... Of course I like you too, senior."
But the voice in his ears didn't let him go: "You can't kiss me for New Year's Eve, then... can you kiss me for New Year's Eve?"
Qi Ji's breath stopped, and before the other party could finish saying, "You can only kiss for three seconds or you will be infected," he had already palmed the side of his face, leaned over and blocked his lips, preventing him from saying any more random teases. if.
The lights outside the window flickered, forming a Milky Way, and finally, it also illuminated the new year.
***
Until Qin Jue woke up the next morning, there was still a sweet smell around him.
He was the only one in the whole dormitory, and his heart was empty. He was nervously thinking about whether he was dreaming last night, and hurriedly found the banner, folded it and put it away. The person in his mind opened the door and entered, causing his thoughts to wander. Broken, he immediately raised his arms slightly, ready to move.
Qi Ji saw something and immediately came over and put down the cup. Qin Jue couldn't wait to hug him, as if he was afraid that he would disappear again.
The two people's breaths were intertwined, and the warmth lasted for more than half a minute. Qin Jue suddenly opened his eyes, and suddenly remembered something, and the hairs all over his body stood up.
… Fuck, what’s going on? He covered his racing heart and felt something was wrong—where was my humanoid S686 that sprayed the entire audience? ? How the hell could I throw myself into my arms like a little daughter-in-law?
But because he was so moved that the other party came back to see him on New Year's Eve, he really couldn't start his own improvisation. He could only hurriedly open his arms to prop up the distance between the two, and his throat was blocked: "You, you-"
But Qi Ji's chuckle was obvious: "Senior, you touched my chest."
Qin Jue immediately let go of his hand as if he was electrocuted, his breathing was messed up: "What did we two do last night??"
"...Senior, why are you panicking?" Qi Ji handed him the hot water. Although his face was red, his tone was calm, "None of the things that should be done or the people who should be done were done last night."
Qin Jue took a sip from the cup with trembling hands. He knew he was in the wrong, but he still wanted to make trouble unreasonably: "You must have drugged the water—"
Then, Qin Jue began to hurriedly analyze how he had been involuntarily, obsessed with, and deceived. He was just short of compiling a complete issue of Science.
This made Qi Ji a little aggrieved. He raised his eyes with trembling eyelashes and looked at him: "Didn't Senior just take another sip? Are you really drugged?"
Qin Jue was staring at those deep and charming eyes and swallowed his saliva. When he felt stubborn, he grabbed Qi Ji's collar and pulled him over. He kissed his face hard and said plausibly: "Look, are there any? Otherwise?" There is no role model like me who would take the initiative to mess with relatives."
But seeing that Qi Ji was obviously stunned by the kiss, Qin Jue could not help but feel nervous about taking advantage and fearing being exposed. It was not until his face was pressed against a hot towel and rubbed that he came to his senses and heard an aggrieved complaint: "Senior, Please spare my right hand, it's already suffering enough from playing games with me."
Then, Qin Jue was stood up by Qi Ji in confusion, and everything that happened after that made him feel a little strange.
- Because Qi Ji seemed to think that he was incapable of action. He helped him change clothes and shoes without telling him, and didn't even let him brush his teeth. Instead, he frowned and poked a toothbrush in his mouth, making him miserable. It's unspeakable, but I dare not resist this persistence.
When he arrived at the restaurant, Qi Ji almost smashed two bowls against the cooking app before cooking the dumplings and serving them to the table.
So as soon as Qin Jue asked about his family situation, he laughed a little scared: "Don't, we are all old men... I'm not pregnant with your child."
But Qi Ji said with a childish stubbornness: "No, I have to take good care of you anyway."
So just as Qin Jue was about to retort, a spoon with a dumpling on the opposite side was handed to him, causing him to murmur: "Did you know that actually we northerners don't eat dumplings during the Chinese New Year?"
Of course, after being gagged, Qin Jue could only take half a bite.
There were only the two of them in the huge restaurant, but it didn't feel deserted at all. The air was filled with Qi Ji's pride of "I take good care of the people I like." It was very simple and hot, but Qin Jue slowly swallowed the dumplings, gradually He was deep in thought with a fever in his heart, and then asked for a long time: "Qi Ji... I have a question to ask you, is it okay?"
- He had actually wanted to ask this question for a long time, but now that it was so cherished, he couldn't help it anymore.
"You ask, senior." Qi Ji held his face with one hand, full of confidence and expectation that "a love expert like me will definitely know this question." However, Qin Jue turned his eyes away slightly, as if he was afraid that he would regret it, and said quickly: " That's why... you were clearly isolated by those bad people in the past, but you still like me and take care of me so much now? If... if it were me, I would definitely be afraid of having sex with anyone, and I wouldn't have the courage to like you... so much. ”
But as he spoke, he quickly buried his head lower as if he wasn't quite used to the serious atmosphere he had created.
Qi Ji was silent for two seconds and rested his gaze on his lowered eyes.
"Senior." Then, Qi Ji's voice rang out, "... So, I haven't told you yet that I think the love between people should be a kind of energy that can be absorbed and transmitted?"
Qin Jue's breathing was tense, and he didn't even have time to think about what kind of intellectual philosophical proposition this was when he heard Qi Ji continue to speak.
"When I was in high school, I just didn't want to pass it on to the people around me, but that doesn't mean it's gone."
"Because there are so many people who give me this kind of energy."
“Only when you receive it can you give it to others, that’s what I think anyway.”
Qin Jue quietly curled up his palms upon hearing this, and Qi Ji also noticed a hint of depression in him, and quickly stretched out his hands to cover the back of his hands.
"It's just... I often feel that seniors seem to lack this energy... They have to hold on to even a broken hand in order to recover."
"So I just thought, give the seniors a little more, a little more."
"... In this way, senior will be like me one day."
The warmth in the palms of his hands spread between the two of them. Qin Jue couldn't help but tremble in his heart. He wanted to nod, but instead pulled his hand away. So Qi Ji grabbed him tightly and scooped up another dumpling to comfort him and blew on it. Passing it to his lips, he hurriedly said the first joke of the day: "... Eat it quickly. If you don't eat it, I will find another way to transfer hundreds of millions of energy to seniors at once."
The fragrance of dumpling soup echoed between the two of them. Qi Ji was racking his brains to tease him, but he buried his head lower and opened his mouth, which almost frightened Qi Ji so much that he dropped his spoon.
"... Is there such a posture? Then, before they come back... it's not impossible."