Widowed Bot Lane [eSports]

After Wang Mian finished saying this sentence, Jing Fan felt suddenly enlightened and enlightened.

After all, the word Wang Mian has been in his mind for more than ten hours, if not for a day. Now that he said it himself, Jing Fan immediately remembered that Jinqianchi hadn’t When retiring, the name Wang Mian was always mentioned at some point, but Jing Fan never asked Jin Qianchi further.

All along, Jing Fan seldom interfered with Jin Qianchi's matters, just like Jin Qianchi seldom interfered with Jing Fan's matters.

So from this point of view, the personalities of the two of them are quite similar.

No matter how much Jin Qianchi likes Jing Fan in his heart, he never dabbles in personal issues. After all, this behavior is annoying. The thing that happened in my heart was also very bad.

Jing Fan looked Wang Mian up and down, and suddenly remembered that when he and Xiao Zeyang sent Jinqianchi to the airport, Xiao Zeyang got off the car and chatted with Jinqianchi, and when he came back, he said he saw A boy came to the airport to look for Jinqianchi.

According to Xiao Zeyang's description, what he was talking about should be this Wang Mian.

After sorting out all of this, Jing Fan's question about Wang Mian's intention to come suddenly became clear.

However, due to his hopeless wit, Jing Fan did not intend to just speak to Wang Mian rashly. Sometimes it is often the smartest choice to pretend to be confused while pretending to understand.

"What do you want to talk about?" Jing Fan said while pulling up the collar of his pajamas.

This pajamas was bought for him by Jingwei before, but it turned out that the size was exactly one size too big, the collar was wide and loose, and the collar of this dress was so big that Jing Fan always felt as if he was going to lose everything. So Jing Fan would always pull it up habitually.

"..."

Facing Jing Fan's question, Wang Mian did not give his answer immediately, but stared at Jing Fan for a few seconds first.

He wanted to take a closer look at what this man, whom Jin Qianchi had been chasing after for so many years, was really as handsome as in the legend.

Wang Mian didn't want to classify this feeling as jealousy, but after observing it, he had to admit that it's not surprising that Jing Fan can make Jin Qianchi fall in love with him for so long...and it's no exaggeration In other words, maybe Jinqian Pool is just one of them.

"Just... let's talk about Jinqian Pond..."

Wang Mian knew that Jing Fan was a smart person, and he would never doubt that Jing Fan had been able to keenly perceive the relationship between Jin Qianchi and him based on the simple conversation between the two after he entered the door. relationship between people.

But Jing Fan was pretending to be stupid. Wang Mian knew that he was at an absolute disadvantage. Since Jing Fan wanted to pretend, he had no reason not to cooperate.

On the other hand, Jing Fan was surprised by Wang Mian's frankness and honesty. He always felt that this person should be as stubborn as his appearance.

But it's okay, Jing Fan is also tired today, if he insists on beating around the bush, he might not be able to chat today.

"Drinking?" Jing Fan asked Wang Mian with his face held up.

At Professor Jing's birthday party just now, some students who were willing to be lively ordered a few bottles of beer, but Wang Mian didn't drink a sip and no one could persuade him.

So logically speaking, now Jing Fan doesn't need to ask Wang Mian this kind of question anymore, anyway, he definitely doesn't know how to drink, but just now when he heard Jinqian Pond mentioned, there was a flash in his eyes. Jing Fan couldn't help but feel that the complex, entangled and painful emotions he had were perfectly compatible with alcohol.

And as soon as Jing Fan said this, Wang Mian, who was waving his hand at the table to reject the beer just now, unexpectedly hesitated for two seconds, and then nodded for the first time: "Okay."

"Then wait a moment," Jing Fan couldn't help laughing, then stood up and pointed to the small sofa in his room: "Sit here first, the snack rack is on the left."

"Okay." Wang Mian was not too polite with Jing Fan, and obediently did as he was asked to do.

Then Jing Fan left the room, and after a while he saw him walking in with a dozen beers in his left hand and a bottle of red wine in his right.

"It's raining outside, how do you go back?" Jing

Fan asked while putting things on the table in front of Wang Mian.

"Professor Jing said to let me stay in the guest room for one night, and leave tomorrow..." Wang Mian looked at the bottle of Latour that Jing Fan brought in, and while answering the question, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Jin Qianchi was as generous as he described before.

"alright."

Jing Fan didn't say anything more, sat opposite Wang Mian and was about to open the wine, but suddenly he was stunned as if thinking of something, and then stood up again.

"I'm going to find a decanter."

"elder brother……"

Hearing that Jing Fan was about to go out again, Wang Mian stood up and grabbed Jing Fan's wrist without waiting for him to take a step.

After this day's observation, Jing Fan always felt that Wang Mian should belong to that kind of cold and extremely rational personality, and the behavior of suddenly holding his hand like now is always a bit incompatible with his temperament. .

Then Jing Fan turned around after hearing the sound, and saw the eyes that had changed from being indifferent and calm at the beginning to becoming more flustered and bewildered.

"Brother Qian Chi has ignored me for a long time..."

"Brother...you tell me, what should I do..."

****

Ever since Xiao Zeyang informed his mother that he was going home today last night, he has been in a very uneasy mood.

To be honest, after being away from home for so long, this should be the first time he felt uneasy because he said he wanted to go home.

However, Xiao Zeyang himself knew that some things must be faced sooner or later, and based on his mother's attitude and tone on the phone before, Xiao Zeyang did not think that facing him would be a bloody storm.

When Xiao Zeyang woke up in the morning, Jing Fan had already left, and all that was left for Xiao Zeyang was his loud snoring after falling asleep, and the phrase "I love you".

……

The snoring audio lasted for a minute and a half, and Xiao Zeyang listened to it with embarrassment for five seconds before turning it off.

Get up, wash up, change clothes and go home.

****

Xiao Zeyang’s family had to transfer 3 times by subway to the club, and then he had to take a bus... Anyway, traveling all the way through mountains and rivers was like learning Buddhist scriptures from the west, and it was already past lunch time when he got home.

"Why is it so late?"

When Xiao Zeyang entered the house, he saw that his mother was putting plates on the dining table. There was a basin on one of the big plates. It was either cooked fish or stewed ribs. I was afraid that it would be cold, so I found something to cover it. .

"Come back at lunchtime." Seeing that Xiao Zeyang didn't say a word, Xiao's mother continued to babble: "I didn't know that I would come back early to help your mother wash the dishes and set up a plate. Such an adult doesn't know anything."

"I could have arrived an hour earlier...the bus was stuck on the road." Xiao Zeyang put his schoolbag aside and walked to the kitchen: "Three cars rear-ended in the middle of Heyi Street. Tell me how scary it is."

"It was all an accident when you came back this time." Xiao's mother showed an expression of "too lazy to care about you", turned her back to Xiao Zeyang, took a mouthful of soup with a spoon, and tasted it.

"..." Xiao Zeyang sniffed in embarrassment: "...Blame me."

"Your father has an operation in the afternoon, so he has to come back at night." Xiao's mother said.

"Then let's eat," Xiao Zeyang chuckled, and embraced Xiao's mother's neck from behind with a flattering expression: "It's convenient for our mothers to communicate with each other."

"Let me tell you, Xiao Zeyang, that you will come back at meal time next time and I will kick you. You will exhaust your mother to death."

Mother Xiao slapped Xiao Zeyang's face mercilessly, but Xiao Zeyang could only smile apologetically, waiting for his mother to finish speaking before apologizing: "Oh, I'm sorry Miss Zhou, I'm really sorry today! I woke up very early, and I didn't sleep well last night."

"Why didn't you sleep well?" Xiao's mother raised her eyes: "Did you go out to drink with your teammates again?"

"How can I drink every day..." Xiao Zeyang couldn't help but smile wryly at what his mother said, and then he quickly let go of his arms around his mother and took the lotus root pork rib soup that was just served from his mother: "The wine in the bar street It's so expensive, your son earns this money a month and he still drinks all of it."

"How much do you earn a month now?" Xiao's mother walked into the restaurant and asked Xiao Zeyang, who put down the soup and ran to the bathroom to wash his hands.

"At first I talked to the manager about [-], but if the game is good, it will go up. Last month, I sent me [-], and I bought you a bottle of perfume in my schoolbag."

After Xiao Zeyang washed his hands and wiped them casually, he ran to the dining table in three steps and two steps. He couldn't wait to lift off the bowl that covered the plate while talking. After finding out that it was really braised fish, Xiao Zeyang Finally, I couldn't help but let out a "wow" from the bottom of my heart.

Xiao's mother looked calm, she filled Xiao Zeyang's bowl with soup and asked, "Where's your friend?"

"Which one? Jing, Jing Fan?"

To be honest, Xiao Zeyang still doesn't dare to mention the name Jing Fan in front of his mother, especially when he just entered the house and didn't find out what was going on for 2 minutes, he always felt that he would accidentally touch it. A certain thunder point of my mother.

However, my mother was much calmer in comparison, she nodded and continued to wait for Xiao Zeyang's answer.

"He earns a lot...I don't dare to ask, I'm afraid of hurting my self-esteem," Xiao Zeyang pretended to be relaxed and shrugged at his mother with a smile, with a bit of helplessness in his expression: "It's incomparable. Ah, incomparable."

"How many years has he been on the team?"

"Five years."

"I haven't heard you mention him much before."

"Well, because I didn't like him before..."

After Xiao Zeyang said this, he was going to take a bite of the stewed lotus root in the bowl, but when he suddenly realized what he was talking about, he stopped immediately.

Maybe it's really because I've been with Jing Fan for a long time and I'm used to being molested. After saying this, Xiao Zeyang subconsciously wanted to ask himself, if he didn't like it before, what about now...

Xiao's mother was also silent after hearing this, her expression was not ugly but not as natural as before.

In the end, the nervous Xiao Zeyang chose the former between acting stupid and eating with his head down in embarrassment.

"But now that I've been in contact with him for a long time, I think he's still pretty good..." Xiao Zeyang narrowed his eyes and smiled, but he didn't know that his hand holding the chopsticks was already shaking a little.

Xiao's mother didn't speak, but looked at Xiao Zeyang with her face up.

The sudden silence made Xiao Zeyang feel even more flustered, and he even began to quickly search for other topics to talk to his mother in his mind, but unfortunately, his brain was as blank as a win10 that stopped working.

"It's good to be strong," suddenly, Xiao's mother said: "If you are strong, you can control you."

"Take care of you submissively, and let me, a mother, worry less..."

The author has something to say: Mr. Jing: I’m ashamed to say it, Auntie, I’m afraid you’ve got it wrong