"*This article is exclusively published in Jinjiang Literature City"
If you think about it carefully, Qin Jue was really a playboy when he was a child.
He liked the neighbor brother who taught him how to jump through hoops and always stopped to wait for him. He also liked the kindergarten classmate who painted together and made each other covered in crayon marks. He also liked his arrogant attitude and didn't like to talk to others but didn't let others bully him. deskmate.
In short, he will follow whoever gives him candy. Even every once in a while, he would abandon the one in front and run to the next one, which even caused his aloof deskmate to stop him and ask him why he, the little follower, didn't leave together after school.
How could he dare to say that he wanted to go and play with brother Fei Ran in the studio? Of course, he used his chubby hands to push away the game coins and plum candies that his deskmate stubbornly handed over, and slipped away faster than anyone else—thinking about it now, Although those little boys regarded him as a friend, it didn't seem to affect his physical ability to be easily abducted.
Even for Qi Ji, it was because when he was at his lowest, the other person responded to him with a few gentle words, his heart skipped a beat, and he had been looking forward to the other person adding him as a friend for a long time.
… fatal. So when Qin Jue scrolled through Weibo and saw the name Chen Feiran, he was forced to recall his experience as a scumbag, and felt a little more guilty towards Qi Ji.
After all, the other party just put some effort into helping him find this person, hoping that they could confess to each other soon and find a way to resolve their knots. How did they know that he had such a colorful love history
For this reason, Qin Jue couldn't help but sigh at the screen - obviously, Chen Feiran still remembered him, and recognized the now-famous e-sports player Wu Yan from his name and appearance. He was the childhood friend who held hands and kissed each other.
Judging from the content of the forwarded Weibo post, it can be inferred that the other person is different from those boys in the past: the other person is really like him and likes the same sex.
So after clicking on the private message window, Qin Jue didn't know how to make an opening statement, so he only deleted and deleted one line: Do you still remember me? How are you doing now
This was actually the point he wanted to confirm the most - in an era when communications were underdeveloped, the Chen family moved out as soon as they were told to protect their son. He has never been in contact with the other party again, let alone the impact of that incident. , did it also make Chen Feiran confused and miserable for many years like him
In order to easily receive the other party's response, Qin Jue also clicked follow.
But the other party didn't seem to use Weibo very often. He didn't wait for a response. Instead, he saw many fans speaking for him and Qi Ji, as well as privately imagining him and Qi Ji.
—For example, the flowers forcefully push people in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows; for example, Yan Shen, who appears to be the king of the jungle but actually dares not to scratch people until their waist and legs become weak after a few minutes; and for example, although he is good at cursing, he is actually being used swear words by the God of Flowers all the time. The number one troll in the Asian server who bullies... In a sense, he really has it all.
Qin Jue's face was red, and he felt ashamed of being seen through. There was even a joke about forcibly invading and modifying Yanshen's super alpha physique, and fucking him until he turned into an omega. Qin Jue didn't understand what it meant, and with a curious hand Damn, I was even more shocked by the content in the comments, and I was so panicked that I quickly closed Weibo.
"... This year's fans are too damn hard to bring up, right?" So Qin Jue muttered guiltily, while Shen Ye leaned back comfortably on his chair, taking a lunch break and waiting for the afternoon training, while smoking a cigarette and looking like a stranger. Tone: "It's okay. Most people actually come to watch the game. They just have fun. Like me, I have been in the industry for more than 10 years and have been ruined for a long time - but I also have to reflect on whether I wear the beautiful sheep every day. It’s so immodest to go out with sheep hairpins to seduce men~”
Through the smoke, Qin Jue's face was amused by his evil smile, and it took him a while to remember something: "... I thought there would be many people scolding me and Xiao Qi, and they were prepared to protect a wave of delicate flowers with their strength - but Some discussed it seriously, but not many scolded me in a particularly unpleasant way, which kind of affected my performance."
Everyone around him looked up at him, but Shen Ye stared at the screen and breathed a sigh of relief without saying anything.
Of course, Shen Ye advocated that the team spend money to suppress those overly extreme remarks - when Qin Jue will no longer be swayed, they can probably be shown to him for fun.
So Qin Jue, the only one in the entire training room who didn't know the truth, pulled out his sleeves, started a solo queue game, and entered the finals as usual, killing people all the way across the bridge.
But during the last wave of attacks on the turrets, just as he was about to take action with his grenade, a private message popped up on the screen, causing the curve in his hand to bend and almost blow him up. Fortunately, the enemy was forced to jump off the building. It didn't change the outcome of this round too much.
Qin Jue breathed a long sigh of relief, glanced at the words on the screen that said Good Luck and Eat Chicken Tonight, then dialed the phone and opened it like a thief.
In the dialog box, Chen Feiran responded to him with several lines: "I am living a good life, but I don't dare to come out publicly." But my mother knew about it, and she went to distribute flyers with other gay mothers, hoping that everyone could understand this behavior more, and it was all for the sake of her son, so I often felt very sorry for her... My parents are also divorced.]
Qin Jue's eyes couldn't help but pause, and he had mixed feelings in his heart. It seemed that after so many years, there was no awkward gap between the two. He just slowed down and didn't know whether he should continue to call the other person Feiran brother: "Well, Feiran, you What are you working on now...?]
The other party quickly replied: [Freelance job, painting, writing novels, etc. My big account has tens of thousands of fans, but this is a small account that no one knows about, and it was actually found. But when you appeared in the IS team before, I noticed it was you]
Qin Jue was surprised and hesitated for a while before saying: [I remember your industry is quite tolerant... Why don't you dare to come out?]
If what happened back then left a big psychological shadow on the other party, Qin Jue still hopes to do his best to help him.
Unexpectedly, the other party replied: [No, I write novels on a male channel. Even if I admit that I am a female author, readers will easily say that the format of things written by women is not good, let alone admitting that I am gay? You are pretty awesome too. 80% of the e-sports audience is male, and their mouths must be much dirtier than those of my readers. You are not afraid]
Only then did Qin Jue pull away from the fans' messy and cute jokes, and recalled the incomprehensible looks in other people's eyes - but just when he was disappointed, the other party sent another line: [... Don't get me wrong, I didn't come out because I was a child. That incident was a bit of a shock to me because my dad insisted on moving away. I don’t have your contact information, but I always remember you and thought about telling you. It’s not your fault or mine]
After so many years, the other person seemed to be as gentle and considerate as before. It seemed that he understood what he meant the moment he came to contact him.
A warm current surged in Qin Jue's heart, and he saw the other party continue to say: "I know what happened to that group of people back then. I don't study much, and I probably haven't regretted my actions. I was trapped in that place. I have no money and have never seen the outside world. Two of them have been in prison. They probably want to fight with the vegetable stall owner for 20 cents every day for vegetable money. They probably spend their whole life like this. But I haven’t seen any news about you. Suddenly when I see you again, you are now a player under Ou Yue]
As he said that, the other party added: [Well, the Internet is so developed, maybe they will be like me and see you earning millions of dollars in annual salary and bonuses, and living better than everyone else]
Qin Jue's hand couldn't help but stop on the screen. It took him a long time to come back to his senses and answer: "Well... I just had an explosive mentality a few years ago and ran away from home, but everything is fine now."
The conversation got a little closer, and the other party joked with him: [That’s good, your boyfriend is very handsome, whoever reads it will be quick~ I also wrote novels about e-sports in the first two years, and I quite like your team. Yes, so we are probably really destined]
The slight excitement of recognizing an old friend spread in Qin Jue's chest, making his tone unconsciously become enthusiastic: [Really? I'll send you an autograph. Who are your fans?]
Qin Jue could almost imagine that the other party has now grown into a great writer as gentle as jade. Sure enough, the other party's preferences are also obvious: [Okay, how about you just send me Cui Shen's nude photos]
Gradually, the early summer wind outside the window swayed in and blew on Qin Jue's face, like the smell of the sun, making people feel particularly gentle.
—Perhaps, it was always just a few words that could dissolve the blood that had accumulated in his heart for many years. So as his thumb slid on the screen, Qin Jue felt that the pool of dirty blood finally began to flow, and with it The same red color has completely transformed into the colorful fallen flowers rising in spring.
One afternoon many years ago, an immature little boy drew a watch on his wrist with a paintbrush. Even the position of the hands was very careful, and he said to him, you come to play with me at this time every day, so, I just want it to stay here.
The little Qin Jue was so happy that he couldn't help but kiss the little boy on the face. It seemed to have contributed to all the darkness that followed, and also seemed to have laid the groundwork for today's cluster of sunshine.
So while covering his eyes, Qin Jue sniffed and answered Chen Feiran: [Okay, I'll ask Cui Shen for you, if not, I'll rape him~]
***
The two chatted for a while. Qin Jue came back to his senses when he heard the sound of keyboards around him and remembered that it was time to end today's topic: [Then... should I continue training? If you need me in the future, please contact me]
After all, even when he was touched, he could imagine Qi Ji being so jealous that he rolled on the carpet. Unexpectedly, Chen Feiran saw through him and asked: [Are you afraid that your boyfriend will be jealous?]
Qin Jue was a little embarrassed and replied: [A little bit, after all, I am a coward]
However, the other end sent a string of hahaha messages, and replied, "Okay, you have grown so big, but you are still as stupid as I thought," and there was no further reply.
Qin Jue was confused and couldn't ask what he meant. He could only scratch his ears anxiously. At this time, Qi Ji, who had been discussing tactics with the coach, came over and asked, "Senior, are you in contact with brother Feiran?"
A chill ran down Qin Jue's spine. He instinctively sensed a hint of danger and laughed dryly: "Yes, that's right."
"What's wrong? I was the one who found him. Do you think, senior, that I'm the kind of stingy guy who would be really jealous?" Qi Ji pulled up a chair and sat next to him, rubbed his cheek with the back of his hand, and said, "What did you talk about?"
Those gentle eyes put Qin Jue at ease, and she couldn't help but brag to him about her childhood love story, her studio after school, and the watch that wouldn't move forward, a pair of " I was so awesome when I was a kid," he said, not realizing at all that he was getting carried away.
The sunshine with the flavor of early summer beat in the training room, which made Qi Ji's clear eyes quiet down, and made other people cover their faces. They just wanted to put some incense on Qin Jue's heart, and said "Let's lick your bag" Okay, good luck to you.
The author has something to say:
Jealousy King Qi will be online soon~
I am already a useless pigeon. Hit me. If I am not on time tomorrow, I will kill myself with a knife ((