Widowed Bot Lane [eSports]

come again and again...

Xiao Zeyang looked at Jing Fan's malicious smiling eyes, and his whole heart tensed up, as if he had been shocked by electricity.

For Xiao Zeyang, Jing Fan seems to have such a magical power of enigma, that is, the kind that can easily make Xiao Zeyang's mind instantly revolve around "Jing Fan" even if it is just a frown or a trivial movement and expression. From the theme of “everything”, a lot of messy and weird things come out of my brain.

But Xiao Zeyang never told anyone, after all, this feeling is really too abnormal.

Xiao Zeyang tried his best to calm himself down and looked up at Jing Fan.

As a man, Xiao Zeyang is actually unwilling to let himself appear particularly youthful in front of Jing Fan, especially in "this kind of" aspect. Of course, this idea has nothing to do with age. It's just a kind of innate sense of dignity that will sprout in his heart as an out-and-out big man, and it's crazy.

However, Jing Fan can easily and clearly make him submissive every time, Xiao Zeyang doesn't even know where to start his resistance.

"Clean up quickly and stop talking nonsense."

Xiao Zeyang blushed and turned his back, took out the hanger from the closet and threw it on the bed.

Jing Fan was also obedient, and he shut up obediently when he said he would not talk nonsense, and accompanied Xiao Zeyang to pack the luggage and then cleaned the room again.

"I always feel that this room... seems to be missing something compared to the room I lived in in the youth training department."

After tidying up, Xiao Zeyang rested his chin and looked around, and after a long time, he couldn't help muttering something with raised eyebrows.

"What's missing?" Jing Fan asked softly while fumbling for a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

"I don't know, I feel that everything that can be moved has already been moved here..." Xiao Zeyang tilted his head, and after thinking hard for a long time, there was no result, and finally shook his head: "I really don't know, maybe it's because Shen Zheng is missing. Let's gossip..."

"Hey," Jing Fan was a little surprised that this answer was true, he turned his head to look at Xiao Zeyang with a smile, and reached out to pat her on the shoulder: "It's okay, don't panic, He Weiming will not let you down in the future." of."

"..."

****

Although Shen Zheng didn't want to admit it in his heart, the fact that Xiao Zeyang moved away was indeed a sad thing for him.

After all, Xiao Zeyang was one of the first batch of youth trainees brought by Shen Zheng after he became the deputy manager of the youth training department. There are always various encounters as well.

Originally, all of this should have been paving the way for the great cause of Xiao Zeyang to be trained as a qualified professional player and sent to the youth training department to enter the starting lineup. Going to be on his own, Shen Zhengcai gradually felt particularly uncomfortable in his heart.

Even if Shen Zheng was in a good mood when Guan Peng left before, it happened that Xiao Zeyang had a hard time.

Besides, there was another thing that made Shen Zhengxin extremely uncomfortable tonight... that little rascal, He Weiming, went to find that Zhao Wenyan for dinner again tonight.

And I don't know which of the broken mouths who suffered a thousand dollars went to Meng Wangyang to report a letter and blow some evil wind, so that Meng Wangyang made a special call to Shen Zheng in the afternoon and said that He Weiming was looking for Zhao Wenyan tonight. The meal was to represent the club to discuss investment matters, so I told Shen Zheng not to mess around, otherwise he would be overwhelmed and go around, and his head would be cut and farted.

Now that the conversation has reached this point, what else can Shen Zheng say, the so-called official rank crushes people to death, and Meng Wangyang suppresses him by more than one rank. Meng Wangyang is like a Wuzhishan in front of Shen Zheng.

However, Wuzhishan belongs to Wuzhishan, but Shen Zheng, who has always been suspicious, still feels very uneasy. The more Wuzhishan is pressed down, the more he wants to operate it, so he quietly squeezed the time, taking advantage of He Weiming. Before meeting Zhao Wenyan, he called He Weiming.

But the content of the call was not so satisfactory.

Because He Weiming didn't answer the phone at all.

Shen Zheng had no choice but to send a message telling He Weiming to let him come back as soon as possible.

However, as expected, He Weiming did not reply.

Sometimes Shen Zheng really feels that he is really unpredictable and uncertain about He Weiming. It is no exaggeration to say that Shen Zheng feels that maybe even He Weiming himself does not understand himself. I am in a good mood today and I will give you a good face Er, Minger will not be able to stop because of his unhappy face, wishing he could go directly to Changbai Mountain.

not good.

It makes people feel particularly bad.

So in desperation, Shen Zheng could only wait quietly in the office for news from He Weiming, and by the way carefully screened the freshmen recruited by the Youth Training Department this year.

I don't know how long it took, until a phone call came in, which interrupted Shen Zheng's thoughts.

And it seems that the caller ID is still a string of numbers that have never been saved.

"Hey?"

As Shen Zheng picked it up, he got up and opened the curtains of the French windows in the office behind him, and looked out the window aimlessly.

It's raining outside, so I don't know if He Weiming has an umbrella or not...

"Hello? Xiao Shen?"

Although a series of unfamiliar numbers were displayed on the phone, Shen Zheng could clearly hear the voice.

Uncle Zhang of the guard.

After all, in Shen Zheng's social circle, Uncle Zhang is the only one who can speak such a fluent local dialect of S City and also has a thick old smokey voice.

"Hey, I am, what's the matter, Uncle Zhang?"

While speaking, Shen Zheng stood on tiptoe facing the window and took a look at the guard room, but because he was blocked by trees, he really couldn't see anything clearly, he could only know that the guard room was now lit.

"Xiao Shen, I see that the light is on in your office, where are you in now?"

"Yeah, I'm..."

Shen Zheng felt a little regretful when he finished answering this sentence, and quickly turned his head to look at the watch hanging on the wall, only to find that it was already past ten o'clock and almost eleven o'clock.

If at this time, Uncle Zhang finds him some weird jobs, will he agree or not...

Anyway... just don't ask someone to help him cover the peppers and beans he grows in his back garden with plastic sheeting on another rainy day... Shen Zheng has already helped with this once before.

"Here's a little girl who keeps saying she wants to see you. I think she's getting wet. Let her go up first..." Uncle Zhang was halfway through, when he suddenly realized that he still had important information to say, so he quickly added He said: "The girl said her name is Xia Wan."

……

……

After hearing this sentence, Shen Zheng's first reaction in his heart was to quickly ask the uncle if he needed to cover the peppers and beans grown downstairs with plastic sheeting.

It's great if you use it, let him cover it all night.

No, why is this person here again! ?

And Shen Zheng didn't even need to think about it, what he just said about getting wet all over his body was purely for the convenience of adding drama to herself. In fact, there were twenty big flower umbrellas piled up in the car.

"Xiao Shen, if you know this girl, I'll let her go up first. Hurry up and get a towel and let her find a place to wipe it off." Uncle Zhang was still urging.

"..."

irritable.

In fact, at that time, Shen Zhengxin wanted to say that uncle, why don't you just let her come here and go back, but then I turned my head and thought again, I let a girl come here in the middle of the night in the rain, and the door was not allowed to enter. Going back in the rain, there is really something unreasonable. If it is spread out, it will not necessarily be a beast if it is processed by art.

So considering his reputation in the club, Shen Zheng could only bite the bullet and gritted his teeth, frowning and saying: "Then let her in, sir."

It feels like my molars are going to collapse after I say this.

****

For Xia Wan, Shen Zheng really couldn't think of what else she could do to him besides borrowing money.

Xia Wan knew very well how much savings Shen Zheng had in the past few years, so every time she came to Shen Zheng to borrow money, the amount would always be stuck to the amount that Shen Zheng could afford, but she felt a little uncomfortable Comfortable.

And just as Shen Zheng was sitting on the sofa this time seriously guessing how much money Xia Wan came to borrow from him this time, Xia Wan suddenly caught off guard and took a few bundles of brand new Renminbi丨 on his desk. superior.

Shen Zheng didn't know how many bundles he had, because he was completely stunned at the time, and after staring at Xia Wan for a long time, he stuttered and asked, "What do you mean?"

"I owe you this," Xia Wan let go of her wet braids while looking at Shen Zheng, "I will slowly return the rest to you in the future..."

"Where did you get the money?"

Compared with how much money Xia Wan still needs to pay back later, Shen Zheng at this moment is more concerned about where the money came from.

What if he really robbed the bank as he had imagined in his mind...then Shen Zhengneng would accept it.

"You don't need to worry about it," Xia Wan sniffed, and took out two tissues from the table to wipe her rain-drenched face: "But I can assure you that the money is clean..."

"What guarantee do you have..."

Originally, Shen Zheng didn't want to ask so bluntly, but his mouth was as fast as a Boeing 747.

Xia Wan glanced at Shen Zheng.

To be honest, in Shen Zheng's heart, he really felt that after so many years, there was no such abstract thing as tacit understanding between him and Xia Wanzhi.

But today he realized that he might be wrong.

The moment Xia Wan turned her head to stare at him, Shen Zheng frowned, and after a long silence, he slowly opened his mouth: "You... went to find your uncle?"

Afterwards, Xia Wan nodded.

"..."

"Shen Zheng..." Xia Wan expected Shen Zheng's silence. She stood up from the sofa and walked to Shen Zheng and bent down. The water from her hair fell on Shen Zheng's pants drop by drop, but Shen Zheng But I don't know how to avoid it at all.

It's not because he forgave Xia Wan, but because at this moment, he is still immersed in an unspeakable emotion and cannot extricate himself.

Xia Wan could feel it all.

Seeing that Shen Zheng didn't respond, Xia Wan reached out and hugged him gently.

"Shen Zheng..."

"Let's make up……"

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