Widowed Bot Lane [eSports]

Xiao Zeyang has been in a hurry all the way, and he doesn't know where he has gone. He only knows that he has been burned by the flame called anger to the point that his forehead is about to emit blue smoke.

His legs were also flying fast, like he was stepping on hot wheels. If he hadn't accidentally bumped into Yan Fusen's body, Xiao Zeyang really felt that he might just walk back to the youth training department without stopping. went.

Maybe I will lie on the bed and cry a lot later.

But now it seems that God is not going to give him this chance.

"Oops," Yan Fusen took a step back from being hit by Xiao Zeyang, then frowned and covered his aching chest, "Master, what are you doing in such a hurry?"

"I'm sorry brother, I didn't notice it, I was not careful..." Xiao Zeyang took a deep breath, apologized quickly and didn't plan to stay longer, he lowered his head and continued to move forward.

Because he could feel that he couldn't hold back and was about to cry now, and Yan Fusen must not let Yan Fusen see this.

Otherwise it will be embarrassing.

"Hey, wait a minute,"

However, Yan Fusen, who was always vigilant, seemed to have fully sensed that something was wrong with Xiao Zeyang at this moment, so he immediately stopped him where he was, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay bro," Xiao Zeyang shook his head, trying not to let Yan Fusen see his expression, "Just... just now when I walked over there, I got a bit of heatstroke... I felt like vomiting..."

"If you want to vomit, go to the toilet to vomit, why go outside the door... Do you think you don't vomit enough?"

Sensing that Xiao Zeyang was about to leave after leaving such a sentence in a hurry, Yan Fusen simply stretched out his hand and grabbed Xiao Zeyang's arm, raising his eyebrows with a serious expression: "Zeyang, do you have something? on your mind?"

"No, it's fine..." Xiao Zeyang quickly shook his head in denial, "It's just uncomfortable..."

"Then do you need me to tell the coach for you?" Yan Fusen asked Xiao Zeyang, "Tell me to rest for a while and come back to training?"

"it is good."

Hearing what Yan Fusen said, Xiao Zeyang nodded in agreement without even thinking about it, and then felt that Yan Fusen's hand holding him was finally loosened, so he quickly ran away at a faster pace.

This time, Xiao Zeyang deliberately turned his head and ran towards the toilet. In order not to make Yan Fusen feel suspicious, he would talk nonsense with the coach and the others, so Xiao Zeyang had to do this.

****

Jing Fan and Gao Yuqi...

To be honest, Xiao Zeyang never thought that the two of them would get together one day, because there was simply no sign of this matter.

Although after Jin Qianchi left, many people said that Gao Yuqi had the best relationship with Jing Fan in the team, but Xiao Zeyang had no idea that their so-called "good relationship" had such a deep meaning...

Seriously, it was scary.

It is precisely because of the sudden layer of colored glasses in front of Xiao Zeyang's eyes that Xiao Zeyang now suddenly realizes that Gao Yuqi's mouthful of Jingmengmeng calls had ulterior motives and meaningful meaning...

But despite this, Xiao Zeyang still can't say anything now, no matter how uncomfortable and painful he is, he still can't say a word to others.

Not only because he has no capacity to intervene in this matter as he is now, but also because one of the parties involved in this matter is Gao Yuqi.

Objectively speaking, Gao Yuqi should be the person who takes care of Xiao Zeyang the most in the team besides Jing Fan. Not to mention anything else, he is willing to spare two or three hours after training every day to accompany Xiao Zeyang in extra training. Xiao Zeyang knew that he was doomed to have no qualifications to argue with Gao Yuqi on any non-principled issues.

Perhaps in terms of reason, these things should be one size at a time, but in terms of emotion, Xiao Zeyang can't do it, and he can't do it at all.

What's more, Xiao Zeyang wants to survive in this team for a long time in the future, establish his own interpersonal circle, so that he can have a foothold, and he will not feel like he is dependent on others like he is now.

And if you want to do this, then Gao Yuqi must not be offended.

To be blunt is to be blunt, but it is indeed the truth...

****

To be honest, before this, Xiao Zeyang seldom broke apart the problem and thought about it so carefully, but this time, his thoughts seemed to be out of control and he reasoned forward step by step, and finally got He came up with an answer that he wasn't really satisfied with.

While thinking, Xiao Zeyang trotted all the way to the toilet, hid in the cubicle and locked the door.

Uncomfortable, aggrieved, my throat seems to be choked by a plug, and there is an unknown fire that can't go up or down.

Jing Fan...

asshole……

****

"Where's Xiao Zeyang?"

Sitting in the training room, He Weiming watched Jing Fan and Gao Yuqi walk in from the door, but Xiao Zeyang was never seen.

Originally, He Weiming thought that Xiao Zeyang was with Jing Fan and the others, but now it seems that is not the case.

"Oh, Xiao Zeyang said he's not feeling well, so he'll be here later." Yan Fusen glanced at He Weiming, "I saw him just now, and he really didn't look well, so I said I'd like to ask you for leave for him." , I forgot to say when you came..."

"uncomfortable?"

"What's uncomfortable?"

The unison of He Weiming and Jing Fan startled Yan Fusen, and he was stunned for two seconds before finally nodding his head: "Ah...you say you have heatstroke."

"Where did you go?" Jing Fan turned to look at Yan Fusen, "When did I see you?"

"It's been a quarter of an hour," Yan Fusen said, "I ran to the bathroom, I don't know if I'm still here..."

Hearing Yan Fusen's answer, Jing Fan raised his legs and was about to walk outside without saying a word, but suddenly stopped in the next second as if thinking of something, and took out his phone to check the time.

"There are still 5 minutes." Before Jing Fan could say anything after looking at the phone, He Weiming spoke first, "Go and come back quickly, don't delay the training."

"Ah."

After Jing Fan responded, he turned around and left.

****

Xiao Zeyang stayed in the bathroom by himself for a long time, but his mood did not ease at all. The blood in his body seemed to be being simmered at a low temperature, and he was kept at a temperature that made him unable to calm down.

It even almost stewed his sanity.

Every word that Jing Fan and him had said before, at this moment, it seemed to be recited in Xiao Zeyang's ears with every word and every word, as if they were reading a listening test.

Including the affectionate "I like you", but in the eyes of Xiao Zeyang now, it is like a big joke, his stomach hurts, his liver hurts, his whole body hurts from laughing.

Xiao Zeyang has even begun to feel that Jing Fan is playing with him like a fool, playing with his feelings...

But Xiao Zeyang also felt that if he had to blame this matter, in the end he could only blame himself for not living up to expectations.

Before, Mingming had always insisted that he was a straight man, and he even did not hesitate to bring up Li Xiaoru to speak out, but in the end, he was teased so casually and got into trouble.

Fascinated.

Yes, it's a ghostly obsession.

hateful.

Xiao Zeyang couldn't help clenching his fists again.

He wanted to punch himself but couldn't.

……

"Zeyang?"

Just when Xiao Zeyang was desperate and helpless, suddenly, an extremely familiar voice came from outside the bathroom.

With that gentle and comfortable tone as always, Xiao Zeyang's heart trembled once again.

He struggled for two seconds between responding and not responding, and finally couldn't hold back and said, "What's wrong?"

After speaking, he flushed the toilet casually.

"Just now Yan Fusen said you were not feeling well, are you feeling better now?"

"Well," Xiao Zeyang sniffed, "it's better..."

Heh, pretending...

All are installed.

While responding to Jing Fan's question, Xiao Zeyang hinted frantically to himself in his heart.

"Come out and let me see you."

Xiao Zeyang could feel Jing Fan's voice right in front of his cubicle, but Xiao Zeyang just didn't want to go out.

It's not because of any special reason, it's just that I simply want to quarrel with Jing Fan, the purpose is as clear as a signpost installed in my mind, I just want to quarrel today.

"No, you go back first..."

Xiao Zeyang, who had made up his mind, intentionally let his tone appear to be very calm but with a hint of something on his mind.

Of course he didn't want to let Jing Fan go, and he still had a lot of things to say to Jing Fan that he hadn't explained to Jing Fan clearly...he didn't even figure out what he was in front of Jing Fan.

"what happened?"

Fortunately, Jing Fan didn't just listen to Xiao Zeyang's words so straightforwardly.

Xiao Zeyang's heart suddenly eased a little from Jing Fan's concern, but when he turned his head, he wanted to blame himself for how far he was still failing.

Obviously standing opposite is a person who is playing with his feelings like a monkey, and this person was doing all kinds of shameful things on another person's bed half an hour ago... but now he just said casually Just three words can make Xiao Zeyang fall into a burst of bewildered satisfaction.

This is fucking retarded.

"I'm fine," Xiao Zeyang took a deep breath, scolded himself and then waved his hands: "It's fine to be alone."

"Did He Weiming tell you something again?"

Jing Fan is really confused at the moment, Xiao Zeyang was fine yesterday, why is he suddenly like this today?Even if it is really uncomfortable due to heat stroke, at least open the door and let yourself have a look.

It turned out that this child was somehow stubborn like a cow.

"No," Xiao Zeyang took a deep breath, and suddenly admired Jing Fan's ability to shift the focus to blame and plant, and he didn't hesitate to draw He Weiming out, "It has nothing to do with the coach."

"That's what Shen Zheng told you?" Jing Fan continued to guess wildly like a headless chicken.

"no!"

Finally, Xiao Zeyang couldn't bear it anymore.

Jing Fan who was standing outside was startled by the sudden increase in volume.

"...Zeyang?" Jing Fan, who was inexplicably violent, felt even more confused in an instant, and there was even a tinge of grievance in his heart.

He tried his best to search in his brain whether he had done anything to offend Xiao Zeyang recently, but after searching for a long time, he still didn't get any corresponding results.

But on the other hand, when faced with Jing Fan's reaction, Xiao Zeyang's thoughts became much clearer, because this was simply an obvious expression of guilty conscience, yes, Jing Fan felt guilty.

Xiao Zeyang clenched his fists, took a deep breath, opened the door of the cubicle, and stared at Jing Fan.

The two looked at each other for a moment, Xiao Zeyang raised his leg and was about to leave without saying a word.

He didn't know where to go, but as long as he wasn't alone in the room with this stinky man who loosened his belt casually.

The author has something to say: I will come back tomorrow and change it QWQ

Then I want to say that everyone should not worry about the 0/5/0 record of the first battle of the little sheep~~ Who said that the copywriting thing will definitely happen?Maybe it's just someone's dream~~ But it may be true.

[It's so nice of me to say it, it's like the mother didn't say it]