The correct posture of gratitude

The days of tutoring Fang Yu's homework were relatively comfortable.

In the interval between lectures and exercises, Fang Yu didn’t let Chu Yan go, but left him at home to eat, drink, have fun, or go to the yard to play ball for a while, and then return to the room to continue studying when the time is almost up .

Sometimes when the two of them went smoothly and the learning tasks were completed relatively smoothly, Fang Yu would wave his hand, swipe the bookwork aside, and drag Chu Yan to play games together.

Then he discovered Chu Yan's potential traits.

"Yes! How long has it been since you learned the novice tutorial, and you can already make Lan Fang defenseless in seconds?" Fang Yu gave up the dead character on the laptop screen, and turned his head to see Chu Yan's operation reaction.

They were playing the popular gun game "Legend of the Gun God", and both dodging and aiming required very flexible hand speed reaction operations.

Fang Yu is not bad at playing, but compared with Chu Yan, a novice who has just started for a long time, why is he still a bit behind?

Chu Yan didn't look back, and gave him an answer with a light hum.

Fang Yu stared at the screen for a long time, his eyes swept across Chu Yan's slender fingers from time to time, and finally moved to his face that was focused on the computer screen.

Chu Yan's expression was serious, just like the selfless look when he was immersed in the problem, but at this time, because the game was very passionate, his face had a faint blush, and his eyes shone with brilliance.

That kind of brilliance is like the satisfaction and excitement of a child who has been controlled by his parents for a long time and is not allowed to play games, but suddenly gets an amnesty and can play to his heart's content.

Fang Yu thought this way, then changed his mind, how could Chu Yan have such parents?

The reason why he can't play freely and heartily is completely helpless.

Fang Yu is not a child who has never been in contact with a difficult family, but to him, Chu Yan seems to be different from other people.

Thinking of the small house that Chu Yan and grandma lived in that was not much bigger than his own bedroom, and all kinds of waste products in the porch, and thinking of Chu Yan's calm attitude towards life and study on weekdays.

In an instant, Chu Yan, who was in the game in front of him, overlapped with Chu Yan in his mind, broke through Fang Yu's heart, and fell into it.

Fang Yu didn't notice it, but he had a very strong idea, that is, he hoped to treat Chu Yan better, and even better.

On the day of Chu Yan's birthday, Fang Yu gave Chu Yan a computer, and contacted the broadband company in a considerate manner, and connected a network cable to Chu Yan's small home.

Chu Yan, who hadn't celebrated his birthday for many years, stood at the door of his house with a dazed expression, watching the workers pulling network cables and installing computers coming in and out.

"Wait a minute, Fang Yu..."

"Listen to me, such an expensive gift..."

But Young Master Fang ignored his ramblings at all, just waved his hand, and said, "I'm not giving it to you for free, it's useful. I'll tell you later, stand on one side and don't hinder the master from pulling the thread."

"Yes, master, just go from here, it won't get in the way."

"You can understand the installation, so as not to have to call you over if there is any problem, what a hassle..."

"Chu Yan, tell grandma not to work, I have something to do later, so I won't eat here..."

With Chu Yan's face full of despair, a tall and high-end computer was installed in his room.

"Do we need a computer desk?" Fang Yu stood in Chu Yan's room touching his chin and said to himself.

"Fang Yu..." Chu Yan called out.

Only then did Fang Yu turn his head and look at him with a smile: "How is it? Are you satisfied with the birthday present?"

Just as Chu Yan was about to open his mouth, Fang Yu said first: "Don't say you don't want it, just throw it away. Although the installation is a bit troublesome, it's much easier if you want to throw it away."

Chu Yan: "..."

Fang Yu also seemed to realize that his attitude was a bit arrogant and not kind enough, so he hurriedly took out a brochure from his pocket and handed it to Chu Yan.

"I really didn't give it to you for nothing. See? This club has a Legend of Gunslinger match every season. I think your skills can be challenged. There are bonuses for the top three players in the quarter, especially the prize money for the championship is not small. , buying a computer is enough!"

Chu Yan took the picture album to look at it, and heard Fang Yu say: "Their club games are not too formal, and they mainly use live broadcasts to make money. The games are all on holidays, and the venue is in this city. There is no delay. I told Liu Jiantong has participated in it before, and the overall level is not that high. I think it should not be difficult to enter the top three in individual events if you practice for a while at your level."

Seeing that Chu Yan was flipping through the brochure carefully, Fang Yu didn't raise his head to respond to his words, wondering if he listened to his explanation?After thinking about it, he said: "Look at you, you still do part-time jobs on weekend nights, and you have to do summer jobs during long vacations. The work of serving dishes and washing dishes is too hard. You really might as well give full play to your strengths and go to the club to challenge it. You are still very confident in your level.”

Chu Yan finally raised his head from the brochure and looked at Fang Yu with complicated emotions in his eyes.In the end, he just smiled, and said helplessly, "Fang Yu, why do I feel that I owe you more and more?"

Seeing that he wasn't angry, Fang Yu laughed too, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "You really think so? Let's save it and wait for a big one someday!"

...

Chu Yan spent some time studying that club's game mode, and finally gave up the hourly job every weekend night to concentrate on the game.

When Fang Yu had nothing to do, he pulled in a group of friends who used to play games together, and practiced around Chu Yan.

During the official competition, Chu Yan really lived up to expectations. He won the first place in the quarter and gained a lot of live broadcast fans.

After receiving the first bonus, Chu Yan invited Fang Yu and the group of friends who had practiced for him to dinner.He just mentioned that about repaying the computer money, which made Fang Yu unhappy.Chu Yan thought about it, and finally let it go.

Some things cannot be compensated by money.

As Fang Yu said, what he owes Fang Yu can only be saved first, and when Fang Yu needs it, he will try his best to repay it to him.

When participating in the competition for the second time, Chu Yan met a strong opponent.

In the subsequent games, Chu Yan and that person fought against each other, winning and losing from time to time.

Apart from some fans of their respective fans who frantically called their favorite players, some of them spontaneously became CP fans of the two, imagining the emotional drama of the two players killing each other.

Chu Yan was fine, and Fang Yu, who read the battle situation and commented on it when he had nothing to do, couldn't help but get angry.

"What cp, what love and killing each other? These people are full of food, and they are barren and brainless all day long!"

"It's all said to be a brain supplement, but it's not true. Why are you so angry?"

Fang Yu didn't know.Of course, he had seen Chu Yan's opponent when he was playing in the club.

He was also a child, about the same age as the two of them, with a somewhat feminine appearance, and looked very delicate.He is also very good at showing off, wherever he goes, there is a tall and mighty bodyguard following him.

Fang Yu didn't like that man, not because his technique was comparable to Chu Yan, but because of his figure, his face, and his watery eyes...

No matter how you look at it, you feel awkward.

"Hey~ You said that kid named An, could he be gay?"

Chu Yan was busy catching up with homework, and had to help Fang Yu check it after finishing it. Hearing what Fang Yu said, he couldn't help but look up at him, with a surprised look on his face: "Can't you?"

Fang Yu said: "Why not? Aren't all gays like him? She's effeminate, fragrant, and so fragile."

Chu Yan was noncommittal about his evaluation, and recalled the situation when he was playing against that classmate An, and said: "I don't know in life, but he is quite imposing during the competition."

Fang Yu didn't deny Chu Yan's words, and that surname An's technique was good.

but……

He thought for a while and then said to Chu Yan: "Anyway, it's better for you to keep a little distance from him. After the last game, you took pictures together, and he stuck to you so tightly and put his arms around your waist, right? You're growing too Dim sum, don’t let him take advantage of you and not know.”

Chu Yan couldn't help but laugh, and said with a smile: "They're all men, what can I take advantage of?"

Fang Yu clicked his tongue, put his arm around Chu Yan's shoulder, pulled him into his arms, and said: "Look, we are buddies, and if I hug you like this, I just hug you. But if it's gay To hug you means to hug you while stripping you naked in my heart, and then XXXX, understand?"

Chu Yan thought about it for a while, but still felt that there was no difference. Aren't they all the same way of contact?

He couldn't hide the smile at the corner of his mouth, and thought Fang Yu was quite funny, but he still said seriously: "Understood."

Fang Yu raised his hand and pinched his chin, bitterly said: "Are you stupid? Stupid!"

Only then did he let go of the person, and twisted the fingers that had pinched Chu Yan's chin, thinking, the skin of the small sample is quite slippery...