In a place like the e-sports circle, because most of the players have good relationships and are not affected by the fans' disagreements, countless CPs have been born.
But in fact, everyone knows that even Shen Ye, who is so old that his hand speed is no longer good, is still coquettish, it is just a joke between straight men.
So this is the first person to post on Weibo like Wang Yan.
As a result, there were a lot of dumbfounded question marks under that Weibo post, and all related discussions exploded into a ball. No one dared to believe that this was true.
Not only did the "Flower God's Wife's Exclusive Blog" leave a message on Qin Jue's Weibo, "Yan Shen, I will sell you this ID as long as 88888, don't you roar (dog head)", the refresh rate of comments also increased dramatically visibly to the naked eye.
[Even if I am dead and nailed in the coffin, I will still shout out in the voice of a cute girl who pays 800 yuan for an hour to play with me, the flowery words are true! !]
[Oh my god, let me beg you. Who can add a member to Yanshen? Is it appropriate not to pin it to the top of this Weibo? ? ?]
[Are you sure it’s not account hacking? The front row feels sorry for me, an empty-nest gay man who falls into the night for three minutes]
[European and Vietnamese gay bars buy people for real, very real]
[It turned out that Mr. Hua didn’t announce it personally! ! ! ! I won’t allow my flower to lose its overall offensive character like this! !]
[Husband, ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooot maybe..."
[Brother, please, put away your East African Rift Valley and stop being so arrogant]
[exist? Am I the only one curious about it?]
[Don’t ask, just ask about 18.82 centimeters]
[People already have a blog dedicated to Aite’s wife, so why are you still asking? ?]
[No, Yan Shen is a gong. He did this on purpose just to take care of Huahua’s shyness. You can’t say that anymore (dog head)]
The remarks that everyone is worried about have not appeared on a large scale yet, but what is beyond everyone's imagination is that compared to Qin Jue, who is usually as thin-skinned as a veil, Qi Ji's face is red and his ears are red, and he is trembling when he speaks.
Doctor Meng said: "Your injury is not too severe. I suggest you suspend training for 10 days. I will observe and see again."
However, while he was stubbornly bargaining over whether five days and seven days could be allowed, his face turned red and he wanted to stamp his feet when he thought about being publicly acknowledged by Qin Jue. This made Dr. Meng feel that the child was really sick when he was sad and happy at times: "Don't Stomping, the beat is directly arranged for the wedding march, right?"
- "Little comrade, we are asking you something."
Even the police who came to the IS team base to collect evidence had to remind him. It was only after Qin Jue touched his head to comfort him that he said with red cheeks, "I'm sorry, uncle policeman," and then explained the situation.
The police handling the case learned the details and took away the surveillance records, so the matter was put to rest for the time being.
***
Throughout the night, Qin Jue was placed in the dormitory by the coach and asked to have a good rest first.
He seemed to be tired and fell asleep in the middle of the night. Qi Ji stayed with him and browsed Weibo content for a while.
The complex emotions he had felt over the past day had calmed down a lot, so at this moment, Qi Ji gradually felt uneasy every time he moved his fingers, because he was still a little afraid that being forced to disclose their relationship this time would bring too much psychological pressure to Qin Jue.
—However, things went against expectations. As the hot search trend was clicked into the top ten, all kinds of ghosts and ghosts appeared, and public opinion became more and more chaotic.
[What is the e-sports circle? Am I wrong? Can a group of internet-addicted teenagers not study and play games be called professional sports? Still gay?]
[I vomited. Does this mean two men are together? Don’t your teammates feel disgusted? Living and dining with gay men every day, isn't this sexual harassment?]
[Stop talking, I'll give you a punch if you say it again]
[Let me see which Sima fujoshi are climaxing again? If your dad PY was stabbed, would you be able to have an orgasm?]
[I am not opposed to homosexuality, but I do not support it either. Nowadays, children start to engage in homosexuality when they are eighteen or nineteen years old. Do you think you are fashionable?]
[Handsome guys are gay when they are gay. How can an ugly guy be qualified to be gay? This scar on my face is not good-looking. As a fujoshi, I can’t even continue to have sex. I’d better go back and watch my "XXXXX"...]
[LES is okay. I have to get married sooner or later anyway. I can accept a double life, but gay people really can’t accept it. It makes me sick just thinking about it. Am I alone, you guys?]
[Let me go and ask if those who understand and support are ill. Do you understand and support your son if he is gay? ?]
[I don’t discriminate, but I will still keep a distance. I just think that as a public figure, why should I post this kind of Weibo? There are so many children playing games nowadays. How many teenagers will this unhealthy thinking have a negative impact?]
[Isn’t this Ouyue’s team? No wonder I dare to make it public without fear of being banned]
[I heard that I want to represent China in international competitions? It's too embarrassing. Can you report the substitution? Doesn’t anyone in China’s 1.3 billion population know how to play games?]
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What's even more outrageous is that Qin Jue dug up his ancestral graves and directly cursed them through a Weibo post.
In the second half of the night, the hot search content was already too noisy to watch. Qi Ji used his still mobile left hand to scroll for half an hour, and then he began to feel uneasy. He even vaguely felt that he had impulsively moved at the K6 Cup finals. What a wrong decision to express good feelings towards Qin Jue.
Looking at it this way, he should still cover Qin Jue and protect him.
However, just when he was panicking and preparing to find a suitable excuse to ban Qin Jue from reading Weibo for the past two days, the other party raised his eyelids and woke up.
"Senior..." Qi Ji blurted out with a guilty conscience, "Otherwise, I'd better delete that Weibo post..."
He was a little reluctant to let go, but compared to Qin Jue, nothing else was more important.
However, Qin Jue thought silently for a while, and then curled up next to him, disobedient at all: "I don't want it. Rather than my brother guiding public opinion, it's better for me to make it public first."
At this time, Shen Ye and Cui Xuezhi, who had returned from training, pushed in the door. Qin Jue seemed to have regained his momentum and continued: "I am not weak anyway. After they get over this wave of scolding, I will still show affection and play games every day. It’s none of their business.”
The two old fritters looked at each other, and Shen Ye adjusted his expression first and said jokingly: "Yes, Yan Shen, you know how to hurt people. My little girl will not be at a loss for marrying you, but the betrothal gift is a little less. Next time, use my ICBC card." ."
The two of them walked over, seemingly relaxed. Only Qi Ji gradually lowered his gaze and stared at Qin Jue. He could still see the wavering in the other's eyes: "Then... senior, won't you feel uncomfortable now?"
He thought that Qin Jue would still feel uncomfortable - this kind of discomfort was basically a conditioned reflex engraved in Qin Jue's body. Qin Jue might shudder when someone mentioned that he was gay.
However, he originally thought that Qin Jue would stubbornly deny it again. Unexpectedly, this time, the other party rubbed his shoulder with red eyes, without any concealment: "It will be a little uncomfortable. I will think of it soon." There was only a closed space the size of two floor tiles. I remembered how my mother pushed me into the basin when she was angry and made me choke on the water. I remembered how hard it was for me to dare to tell my uncle who loved me the most about this, but he replied that it was all normal. , I have to be considerate to my mother, my brother and the others are just playing tricks on me."
He was very calm, but the two old fritters who were listening next to him were shocked. Shen Ye even tightened his grip on his mobile phone: "... What kind of fucking relatives are these?? 300-year-old original garbage, right??"
Cui Xuezhi held down Shen Ye's arm and shook his head, as if joking: "Don't talk trash, Captain Shen."
After all, they were Qin Jue's closest blood relatives. Shen Ye also realized that he had made a mistake: "... I'm sorry Yanshen."
But Qin Jue sat there obediently, not hiding anything anymore, and seemed to already know what he could say to his teammates: "Actually... my mother and my brother usually have good tempers, so I never knew when I was a child. Is it my fault that I ended up like this?"
As he said that, he paused: "No one gave me accurate information, so I just made do with it. When I was 16 years old, I didn't dare to make any friends... I even thought about committing suicide."
This was the first time he mentioned this. The three people around him were so surprised that their backs were straightened. Qi Ji was so frightened that he grabbed his wrist, fearing that there were some cuts hidden in his tattoo. Fortunately, there were no cuts on his wrist. Nothing unusual.
But when he thought that he didn't dare to do anything because he was afraid of pain, Qi Ji hugged him from behind, not knowing how to comfort him.
However, Shen Ye reached out and covered the scar on Qin Jue's neck with the palm of his hand. He said in a joking tone, but his voice was very deep: "We Yanshen... the length is only 1.84 meters plus 18 centimeters. I have to spend so much money." Da Jin'er is only just over 1.7 meters tall and 16 centimeters, so I'm too miserable, right?"
"Are you starting again? I swallowed the ruler when you were 16 centimeters." Cui Xuezhi quarreled with him and lowered his eyes. He couldn't help but ask Qin Jue, "... When will you have suicidal thoughts? Will you still have them now? ?"
Qin Jue closed his eyes and let Qi Ji put his head on his shoulder, and let Shen Ye's hand brush over his scar. His voice was so soft that it seemed inaudible: "Just... before I plan to take a career path, I have to do it every day." You want to commit suicide."
This "every day" made Shen Ye's hand stop, and Qi Ji's hold on Qin Jue's waist suddenly tightened. Cui Xuezhi moved his throat even more, and his eyes, which were always calmer than anyone else, turned red first: " Then if you weren’t talented enough to play games and were bad at it, wouldn’t you have jumped off the building a long time ago?”
Qin Jue opened his eyes, which were a little dazed, and thought for a while. His dissatisfaction was clearly written on the curve of his lips: "It doesn't matter whether you are good at playing games or not. I can squirt anyone all over the place looking for my mother. Otherwise, it will still be fun."
"... Do you really want to piss me off to death?" Cui Xuezhi quickly exhaled, and felt scared when he remembered that he was worried about Qin Jue joining the team. "No matter what, you have to take two days off to rest. Have a good chat with the team’s psychological counselor.”
After all, it seemed that if Qin Jue had not joined this team, he would have appeared on the headlines of the social section of "Oriental Morning Post" one day. Shen Ye also nodded: "I'll tell Lao Liu."
Qin Jue raised his head suddenly, obviously not wanting to further affect the team's training, but Cui Xuezhi had already expected what he was going to say, yanked the drawer, grabbed a pack of cigarettes, stood up and left, interrupting his retort: "Don't talk nonsense. , you should move forward the rest days later."
So after Cui Xuezhi left, Qin Jue asked in a daze: "Why is Cui Shen so fierce today?"
- You must know that in his impression, Cui Xuezhi never gets angry.
"You're not so stupid, are you?" Shen Ye half-bited an unlit cigarette and leaned against the bed. "You, Cui Shen, were also a delinquent back then. You were born into society early, and your emotional intelligence was very high when you were 15 years old. Like a 30-year-old adult, why do you think it is?"
Before Qin Jue could react, Shen Ye continued: "From the beginning, Cui Shen signed a contract with the team every year to guard against me and Lao Liu and the team. Of course, I think this It’s a reasonable form of self-protection, and it’s what the life experiences he was forced to acquire taught him.”
It seemed that Shen Ye was a little disappointed, but soon he changed the topic again: "What a pity. Who knew that if you stay with a simple-minded fool for a long time, even our God of War, Juexue, will be taken to the pit."
Qin Jue frowned, and then he felt something was wrong: "Who are you talking about, idiot??"
Shen Ye laughed so hard that he couldn't even see his eyes. The two of them played around on the bedside for a while, and then he tightened his grip on the phone. His smile gradually became serious, and he just wanted to tell Qin Jue more.
"Yanshen, I know that you must now think that you are relying on the team, dragging down your teammates, and letting us work hard to protect you alone - but if you really think like this, you are wrong. In fact, it is you who is doing this to us. Said, indispensable. Without you, Xiao Qi might still be autistic, and Cui Shen still wouldn't really recognize himself as a member of the team. I think I might also be confused about the game - you know, I'm like this The light of Chinese e-sports is so great.”
Shen Ye seemed to be joking, but he did not tell Qin Jue and Qi Ji that he had experienced various transfers, disbandments, injuries, discrimination, and even been cheated by the team management in his career - there had been countless painful and helpless times. The night of helping others was imprinted in his mind, leaving him at a loss as to whether e-sports was the right path.
But now, he is finally more than just an ordinary player, he has more power, and the environment has begun to get better. Therefore, what he wants to tell young people is that you are needed by the world, no matter how others criticize your industry, Sexual orientation, you will definitely have a better and broader future.
As for everything in the past, it was just a foreshadowing.
He said: "Don't worry, if geniuses like you can't shine on the court, then it must be my problem as the captain. So, you must believe me - at least soon, mindless insults will be posted on Weibo's hot searches Everyone will be sprayed back."
The two young men were stunned after hearing this. After a while, they couldn't help but nod. So he breathed a sigh of relief and was silent for a while. He took out a piece of candy from his pocket that he should have taken out just now, and turned on his mobile phone: "Qin Jue, now, captain There’s a multiple-choice question here.”
It's rare to see Shen Ye look so solemn, so not only Qin Jue's whole body's nerves were tense, but Qi Ji's silent breathing at the back of his neck was also a little heavier. At this time, Shen Ye also said: "Your brother's side... They just sent me a message to tell me that they found a lot of records on his phone, as well as orders and photos of your treatment at a certain 'doctor', and even... including pictures of you being beaten while topless. It seems that you If you resist, he may take revenge on you by dying."
Qin Jue's breathing became a little heavier, but Shen Ye opened his palm again and revealed a candy: "I found it on him and brought a piece back. He said he bought it for his younger brother. When he was a child, he His father often drank and beat people. Later, his mother remarried, and he finally had a happy family. His younger brother liked to eat this the most. Every time he had a cold and felt bitter after drinking the granules, he would clamor for his older brother to buy it. So other classmates After school, he buys sour plum powder and ice packs to eat, but he saves his ten cents a day pocket money to buy candies for his younger brother."
After saying that, Shen Ye hesitated for a moment: "This candy... none of us have seen it before. Maybe it's only available in your place."
Qin Jue looked at the snowflake candy in Shen Ye's hand that he hadn't seen for many years and belonged to his hometown. He was stunned for a moment and his nose became sore again.
The light shone on his shining eyes. Although Shen Ye couldn't bear it, he had to continue: "I-I'll put it simply, he thought you were still the child who didn't dare to resist at all. He could still do whatever he wanted, but he didn't He knows how ignorant he is of the sky and the earth. In the end, he may be sentenced to attempted murder, with a maximum of 10 years; he may be given a lighter sentence, or it may be found that he intentionally injured others, which will also be lighter. I estimate, He doesn't have to bully the weak now, and he won't dare to do anything in the future - as long as you think about it, this is a reasonable and attainable outcome. It depends on how you plan to choose."
However, Shen Ye just sent a message to Qi Ji but did not tell Qin Jue that no matter which one he chose, the other party would suffer enough as retribution for his brother's abuse and venting on the weaker ones.
At this point, Qin Jue roughly understood the meaning of "reasonable and attainable", so when he looked at the candy and mobile phone screen in Shen Ye's hand, his vision couldn't help but become blurry.
The night outside the window showed a hint of weakness, but it still pulled at his muscles and bones, tearing them gently without leaving any trace.
When he realized that a big hole had been ripped open in his heart, the sadness suddenly magnified hundreds of millions of times and began to squeeze into every crevice in his bone marrow, causing his whole body to tremble with pain.
If it were really a 10-year prison sentence, and the other party would be a middle-aged man when he was released, it would be impossible for him to survive normally in society.
But he couldn't recall the scene of Qi Ji standing in front of him. Although the stabbing was not a vital part, he was so frightened that he felt cold all over - otherwise, he might not have overcome the psychological barrier so quickly and pointed the knife at his brother. .
It was as if the moment Qi Ji was injured because of him, he woke up from a big dream and finally knew that he had to cut off from the past, but now, he suddenly didn't know how to cut off.
The light shone quietly around him, and Qin Jue's confused eyes flickered to the floor, still unable to give an answer. But at this moment, the person behind him suddenly scratched his chin with his left hand, as if teasing him and wanting him to relax. .
"Senior," the voice, as clear as ever, asked him, "Senior, do you think your brother really meant to murder you with the blade?"
Qin Jue was wrapped in that warmth, and his whole shoulders became sore, as if he had lost most of his strength, and he slumped a little further in Qi Ji's arms.
The furry head poked over from his shoulder, nudged his ear with its cheek, and said: "Then let's base it on the facts. How about it, senior? He goes to jail. From now on, you have us. It's best not to see him again." The result - and I promise, even if he comes to trouble you again, I will squat next to you and eat snacks, and I will never care about you, so as not to get into trouble again, okay?"
In the night, seeing the tears rolling down Qin Jue's face, Shen Ye, as if he knew the answer, bent down and gently put the candy in his hand, turned around and walked out the door.
The only sound left in the room was Qin Jue's sniffling sound. He didn't dare to hold the candy in his hand tightly, and he couldn't believe the answer he chose: "Choose candy...is it right?"
"He's going to be sent to jail anyway, so of course it's right."
While answering him, Qi Ji kissed his ear with soft lips to comfort him. After his breathing calmed down, Qi Ji took out a large handful of candy from his pajamas pocket, and his voice continued to rub his ears: "But , I mean, choose the one in my hand.”
Qi Ji's voice was like a breeze blowing on his aching face, with a cool comfort, and a spring of water began to bubble up in his chest.
But before he could be moved enough, the other party dug into his pockets that somehow managed to hold so many snacks, and kept saying, "Oh... not only candies, I also have jelly, senbei, and quiche, senior." Do you want it?"
A piece of colorful wrapping paper was shaken off. Even if Qin Jue insisted on answering, "Snacks are for younger brothers like you," Qi Ji couldn't help but put a gummy candy into his mouth.
Then, before the sticky sweetness spread completely in his mouth, Qi Ji had already touched his face, and with a silent and gentle kiss, he slowly took his lips in his mouth and pressed him sideways. on the pillow.
At this moment, the world is quiet, and the light opens up a lingering silhouette. Qin Jue's moist eyelashes tremble slightly, constantly bearing the love brought by Qi Ji's fresh tongue - as if just a soft kiss from the person in front of him is enough to resolve his feelings for this person. All the doubt in the world.
When he recovered his vision from the kiss, he saw Qi Ji wrapping his left hand around him while leaning down to look at him, with a strong protective desire in his deep eyes that he had never seen before.
His heart rate suddenly increased, and Qi Ji also asked him: "Senior... is it okay? For the last time before the game starts, forget everything."
The two of them already knew each other, but Qi Ji still asked him first, which made him feel frightened and he hurriedly blurted out: "But, your hands... I still don't know how to... myself... "
His eyes were misty, and a shy emotion surged out of his sore chest, which made his usually tongue-tied tongue tangled. However, just when he didn't know how to deal with it, Qi Ji hugged him with one hand. His waist hugged his body and he said unconvinced: "Senior, do you think I can't do it with one hand?"
Qin Jue stumbled forward, and finally moved forward, burying her red face in his neck, and nodded firmly.
- It's like he was answering Qi Ji, let me just be in your arms at this moment and forget everything as you said.