Widowed Bot Lane [eSports]

He Weiming felt that he was really abnormal.

He was the one who made up his mind to make a clean break with Shen Zheng.

Looking back now, it was he who couldn't help the temptation and repeated the same mistakes, and the moths rushed to the flame.

Of course, that man named Shen Zheng seemed to be less normal than him.

It was so abnormal that even He Weiming couldn't guess what was going on in his heart right now.

There was a period of time before that, He Weiming once thought that Shen Zheng was possessed by a ghost, or that the real Shen Zheng was captured by aliens and left a substitute on the earth.

Otherwise, there is no way to explain why he suddenly turned around to find himself.

After all, even if Xia Wan's matter is put aside now, just thinking about Shen Zheng's resolute and decisive attitude when he rejected him before, He Weiming feels that he can transform into what he is now, even if he is not an alien substitute, To say the least, it can be regarded as a miracle of life.

He Weiming never asked Shen Zheng what he was thinking now, not because he didn't want to, but because he didn't know how to say it.

Ever since what happened with Shen Zheng, He Weiming has always maintained a very rational and serious attitude towards Shen Zheng.

Although the two of them still chat occasionally, the topics involved are always well-regulated, and there is no place that is beyond the reach of colleagues.

Therefore, He Weiming couldn't ask this question.

He also thought about the reason why Shen Zheng has this attitude towards him now in his heart more than once, and he also thought about more than one answer, but the only thing he didn't think about was that Shen Zheng just wanted to make a comeback to play with his feelings again. .

He Weiming felt that he knew Shen Zheng fairly well. He never thought that Shen Zheng would be someone who was so boring that he was willing to spend his precious time playing with his feelings.

It's not that He Weiming is passionate, but because of his personality.

The two of them struggled on the bed for an unknown amount of time, until the bloody white coat on He Weiming's body was about to be torn into strips of cloth, and Shen Zheng was done.

The two were lying on the bed dressed roughly, and Shen Zheng sat up and took out two paper towels to wipe.

Obviously before, the room was filled with all kinds of words mixed with ellipsis, but now it suddenly became quiet, and it seemed a bit abrupt.

After He Weiming lay quietly for a while, he sat up and wanted to get out of bed to get his clothes, but Shen Zheng stopped him with his hand.

"Wait a minute……"

"What are you doing?"

This is actually the third time that Shen Zheng stopped He Weiming so far. The first two times were because he didn't "play" enough, but this time, based on He Weiming's previous understanding of Shen Zheng, it should not be the case.

"Stay with me for a while..."

Being told this, He Weiming looked down at Shen Zheng, and suddenly felt like a prostitute who just walked away after finishing the job... If it wasn't for the fact that Shen Zheng's image was so different from the duck cowherds in nightclubs, etc. Far, this sense of sight will definitely be stronger.

"How long is it?"

He Weiming asked a question.

To be honest, it was not difficult for him to agree to Shen Zheng's request, and it was not a troublesome thing for him, but he just wanted to ask such a question, deliberately making Shen Zheng feel that he seemed very impatient , so as to satisfy a kind of pleasure in his heart that can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words.

"10 minutes," He Weiming's question really stunned Shen Zheng for a moment, but soon, he gave a very specific answer, "Just 10 minutes, you talk to me about ten dollars."

"I'm going to get dressed first..."

He Weiming said while continuing to bend down to pick up the clothes that were casually thrown on the ground.

Originally, this morning, Shen Zheng asked Xiao Zeyang to give this sexy uniform to He Weiming in advance, so that He Weiming could put on a coat from the outside after changing at the headquarters, and just pass it through, but it didn't work out. He Weiming didn't seem to want it. In doing so, he still came here in such an ordinary casual attire.

"I'll wear it when I leave..."

Watching He Weiming pick up his clothes, Shen Zheng lay on the bed and couldn't help but muttered to himself, but he didn't do anything to stop him.

He also didn't want He Weiming to have any resentment or negative emotions towards him on such a small matter, otherwise it would really be considered a failure.

"What do you want to talk about?"

After He Weiming put on his clothes, he stood where he was, and struggled for two seconds between sitting on the bed again and finding a chair from the bed, and finally sat on the bed again.

"Ming'er, the two of us are like this now... what do you think it should be?"

Shen Zheng didn't know how long this question had been brewing in his heart. Anyway, He Weiming could clearly tell from the tone of his tone that Shen Zheng already had an answer in his heart. Now that he asked this question, he just wanted to confirm his answer and Your own is not the same.

But if Shen Zheng's wish was fulfilled so easily, it would be too unlike He Weiming's character.

He had to torture Shen Zheng well to be comfortable.

"I don't know," He Weiming said while lowering his head and picking at his fingers, "If I have to say it, I can at most be a friend with a gun."

"why?"

Sure enough, after hearing He Weiming's answer, Shen Zheng's relatively relaxed brows instantly frowned, showing dissatisfaction and inexplicable emotions.

He Weiming looked at it with a dark heart.

"You have no feelings for me, and I have no feelings for you either. We are just getting what we need now, aren't we?"

"..."

In fact, after He Weiming finished the second sentence, he already realized that what he said was a bit heavy, but he had no choice. Afterwards, a little bit of patching will be done to round things up.

"Why such an expression?" Although He Weiming had already made up his mind, the expression on He Weiming's face was still indifferent, "Where did I say something wrong?"

"Ming'er," Shen Zheng sat up, put the quilt on his lap, and after a moment of silence, he slowly said: "I know you're saying this now to provoke me on purpose, I don't blame you..."

He Weiming originally wanted to say, "I don't care if you blame me or not", but then he thought that the sentence he said just now was a bit heavy, so it's better to bear with it a little bit.

Shen Zheng didn't continue to speak, but instead looked at He Weiming pitifully, the emotions in his eyes became more and more complicated, probably because He Weiming's speech disrupted his previously well-arranged thoughts.

To be honest, even Shen Zheng himself didn’t know when he started to change his attitude towards He Weiming. Although He Weiming’s incident against Xiao Zeyang did annoy Shen Zheng for a while, but he didn’t seem to be able to. It had no effect on Shen Zheng's feelings for He Weiming afterwards.

Even intensified.

In Shen Zheng's logical network, he felt that since He Weiming was still willing to spend time and thought to get revenge on himself, it meant that He Weiming still had feelings for him, and it didn't matter whether the feelings were good or bad, as long as there was...

After all, there is a saying of poisonous chicken soup, love is because of love, hate is also because of love.

And this is the main reason why Shen Zheng felt particularly lost when faced with the two words He Weiming said, "Pass 丨 Friend".

Because if He Weiming said something from the heart, then it means that Shen Zheng was wrong from beginning to end.

What a sad thing that must be...

****

"What are you afraid of?"

On the other side, Xiao Zeyang, who was still in shock, held up the phone with trembling hands, and told Jing Fan a little panicked, "I'll go back and find you now."

"Don't, don't come! Don't come!" As soon as Jing Fan said he wanted to come, Xiao Zeyang yelled to stop him, his tone strong and firm, without any hesitation.

Jing Fan was taken aback by Xiao Zeyang's yelling, and then he couldn't help but sigh: "Then tell me obediently, what's the matter?"

"I..." Xiao Zeyang bit his lower lip hesitantly, and unconsciously glanced out of the window, "I don't think I can say..."

"...Sincerity keeps me awake at night, doesn't it?" Jing Fan was a little dumbfounded by Xiao Zeyang, but at the same time he realized in his heart that since Xiao Zeyang can say that, it shouldn't be a big deal, at least It will not threaten his current safety, so I feel a little more relaxed in my heart.

After swiping the access control card and walking into the building, Jing Fan deliberately squeezed his throat and said to Xiao Zeyang what he said just now: "Little villain."

"..."

"Flirt or not?"

"Actually, I'd rather you call me a big ass..."

"Okay." The deflated Jing Fan scratched his hair depressingly, "What's the matter?"

"Just... I, I'll tell you, but you must never tell others..."

When talking about this topic again, Xiao Zeyang's voice subconsciously lowered by a full octave, and he got up to close the curtains, just like acting in a spy movie.

"Okay, tell me." Jing Fan nodded in agreement.

"I wanted to find Shen Zheng just now, but I found that Shen Zheng wasn't in the office!"

"..."

Jing Fan was silent on the phone for a long time, and after confirming that Xiao Zeyang really didn't have anything to say, he silently sucked his nose twice: "Okay, it's so scary..."

"..."

Xiao Zeyang felt anxious and wanted to laugh when he heard Jing Fan say that.

He really didn't know how to tell Jing Fan what he had just experienced and how he felt in his heart at this moment.

Xiao Zeyang felt that he was a reserved and introverted person. Although he would chat with Qin Dong and the others about some weird adult topics in the past, he often played the audience and rarely took the initiative to speak.

As a result, the embarrassing situation that I want to say but can't say it has been caused.

"that is……"

In order not to make Jing Fan wait any longer, and not to whet his appetite, Xiao Zeyang had to force himself to speak out...Compared with today's game, the pain in Xiao Zeyang's heart can be said to be the same for these two things siblings.

"That's right... I went to Shen Zheng's room to look for him later, but when I got to the door, before I knocked on the door, I heard..."

"what……?"

"Shen Zheng and He Weiming are in the room... making a clang, making a child...!"

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