Deep jungle routines[E-sports]

Rong Ling insisted not to let Liao Yi send him to the gate of the base.

"It's not that I don't know the way, you should go back quickly."

Waving his hands, Rong Ling turned around, put his hands in his pockets and walked away quickly.

Liao Yi was worried. He stood in the morning breeze and waited for more than half an hour. When a milk tea shop opened on the street, he immediately ran over and ordered a cup of hot drink, holding it in his hand to keep warm.

The owner of the milk tea shop saw that Liao Yi was pitiful and asked him to wait in the shop.Liao Yi leaned on the soft fabric sofa, his body warmed up little by little, he kept his eyes on the park exit across the street, for fear that he would miss Rong Ling.

What happened yesterday is still vivid.

On the way back to the base, Rong Ling asked him: How did you find me?

Liao Yi smiled, but did not answer his question directly.

How did you find him?Probably a kind of intuition, Liao Yi felt that such mysterious and mysterious things could not be described in words.

At that time, he judged completely by feeling—Rong Ling took that bus.

But he didn't know exactly where Rong Ling got off the bus. Fortunately, the conductor on the bus told him that if he was looking for someone, he could go to the bus terminal and ask, and the surveillance video could be adjusted there.

After arriving at the terminus, Liao Yi took his mobile phone and asked the driver and conductor one by one if they had seen the person in the photo.

It didn't take long for a conductor to recognize it.

"Isn't this the guy who took 100 yuan to take the bus and couldn't get change?"

Liao Yi: "..."

Imagining Rong Ling standing in front of the coin box with 100 yuan in a daze, Liao Yi was overjoyed, and the mood of being repeatedly tormented by worry and uneasiness became a little easier.

After asking Rong Ling to get off at the terminal station and the direction to leave, Liao Yi asked all the way along the way.

Someone was curious: "Who are you?"

Liao Yi smiled shyly: "He is my most important person."

I can only secretly think about this in my heart.In front of Rong Ling, Liao Yi had to carefully control himself, fearing that his eagerness would scare him away.

Thinking of Rong Ling, Liao Yi felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, his blood was surging and he couldn't control himself.

I like it so much that I don't know what to do.

Carefully going over the details of the relationship between the two of them yesterday, and revisiting it for a long time, Liao Yi found that something was wrong.

It is especially easy to be at a loss in front of Rong Ling.

It's not right, it's so wrong.

Liao Yi held his forehead and bumped his head against the glass window of the milk tea shop a few times.

"Boss, the temperature of the air conditioner in your store is a bit high." Liao Yi called to stop the passing boss.

The boss was taken aback, and looked at the remote control: "Is it high? Only open to 25 degrees."

"Huh? I feel a little hot." Liao Yi tugged at his collar and stood up, "Forget it, I'd better wait outside the door, there is wind outside, blowing cool."

"Cool? No way, the temperature has dropped a lot recently... hey, wait!"

Rong Ling walked out of the park, crossed the road, lowered his head and took out money to buy milk tea, when a black shadow suddenly appeared at the edge of the flower garden in front of the store and rushed towards him, Rong Ling was startled, and conditioned to hide back.

So that black shadow came into direct contact with the ground.

Rong Ling approached and took a closer look. The back looked familiar, and the clothes on his body were even more familiar.

JHG, Airbird.

"Zero..." Liao Yi mumbled in a daze.

Rong Ling helped Liao Yi up, and found that his face was blushing abnormally, and touched his forehead, it was hot.

The owner of the milk tea shop came out of the shop: "Do you know him? He has been waiting here all morning. I told him to come in and wait in the shop. After a while, he couldn't sit still, so he had to squat outside the door and continue to watch." , I can’t persuade you no matter what.”

With the help of the boss, Rong Ling got Liao Yi up from the ground, dragged him to the side of the road and stopped a taxi.

"Where are you and your friend going?" the taxi driver asked.

Rong Ling thought for a while, and reported the address of the JHG base.

He turned his head to look at Liao Yi, whose face was flushed with fever, and sighed.

Liao Yi frowned uncomfortably, leaned against the window, knocking his head on the glass non-stop.

Rong Ling couldn't stand it anymore, stretched out his hand to pull him over, let him rest on his leg.

"...well, zero..."

Liao Yi kept shrinking towards Rong Ling, rubbing his face back and forth restlessly.

His scorching breath landed in a position that made Rong Ling extremely uncomfortable, and a subtle reaction occurred in his body unconsciously. Rong Ling slapped his head away, and after a while, his heart softened again, and he grabbed Liao Yi's hair , and push him back into place.

"Stinky boy." Rong Ling got angry, and poked Liao Yiqin's sweaty forehead, "You owe this debt first, and I have to ask you to pay it back twice!"

After finishing speaking, Liao Yi turned over inwards, with his arms resting on Rong Ling's waist.

A current surged through.

Rong Ling's scalp exploded.

Snapped!

When Liao Yi woke up, he found himself lying in a familiar dormitory room.

His head was throbbing and hurting intermittently, and his whole body was so hot that he panicked.

After tugging at his clothes, he got up to go to the bathroom, and when he passed the mirror, Liao Yi casually glanced into it.

Why is there a swollen spot on his face?

Frowning his eyebrows and taking a closer look, Liao Yi raised his hand to touch it.

It was okay when I didn't touch it, but after touching it, all the forgotten feelings came back.

It's hot, it's about to burn.

"Ah!" Rong Ling, who was squatting by the flower bed downstairs, sneezed suddenly, and he rubbed his nose, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"...You don't have a cold too, do you?" Brother Xiong's loud voice came from the phone.

"No," Rong Ling glanced upstairs, and said in a low voice, "I'm not that one, I get a fever when I blow a little wind."

"No wonder you said you were going to buy milk tea and there was no one there." Brother Xiong clicked his tongue, "It turns out that the hero went to save the beauty."

Thinking of Liao Yi's flushed face and gasping for pain, it was quite lively.Rong Ling cleared his throat, and quickly stopped the topic: "You can do it, don't talk nonsense, I'm just giving someone away."

"Then come back as soon as you send the person," Brother Xiong raised his voice, "In the past half a day, Feng Zhou has come to my house to hang around three times! Seeing him like that, he seems to be looking for you. If you are not here, he will run away. I'm here to stay. Hey, I'm so bored, come back quickly, Ling, please, get him away from me quickly."

That brat Feng Zhou still has the face to look for me?Rong Ling almost blurted out a curse.

After thinking about it, he endured it.

This kind of thing cannot be said outside.

Although this circle is an emerging industry, people's tolerance for such issues is really not that great.

"Also, Ling, I told you that you might not like to hear it," Brother Xiong showed the majesty of being the captain, "but I still have to tell you again. Each of us told you, You have to change your temper. If you don’t change, something will happen sooner or later. You don’t want to tell me why you and your boss got into a fight this time, and I won’t ask. But you can’t continue to be stubborn, you know? Being stubborn won’t do you any good Find a chance, you bow your head and admit your mistake to the boss, and this matter will be over..."

Rong Ling's anger crackled and exploded immediately.

"What? You want me to admit my mistake to him? Why!" Rong Ling roared, turned to look upstairs, and lowered the volume again, "I'm telling you, Brother Xiong, this is absolutely true , No, Yes, Can. If I am wrong, I admit it, and I will change it. But I did nothing wrong, why should I change it?"

"Ah Ling, don't be stubborn, let me tell you, now it's just a suspension and a fine, but you really pissed off the club, and you are fighting against the boss, let me tell you, he will sell you to the wild card competition area later, or simply Put you on the bench, and your career will be over!"

Rong Ling sneered: "Okay, I can't ask for more."

"You!" Brother Xiong took a deep breath, "I won't quarrel with you now. A Ling, anyway, now you just had a quarrel with the club, don't stay outside all the time, what do you make other people think? Hurry up Come back, come back and talk."

Rong Ling lowered his head and rubbed the center of his brows. He really felt that staying in the base of the GES club was particularly depressing, so he didn't want to go back.

But running away won't solve the problem.

"...I'll go back later." Rong Ling extinguished the cigarette in the flower bed, and covered the cigarette butt with some floating soil.

Brother Xiong: "Is there anything else you haven't finished?"

Rong Ling frowned, trying to suppress the impatience surging in his heart, and other emotions.

Brother Xiong was silent for a while, and then said again: "Then you can figure it out. By the way, isn't your phone broken, and you got a new one?"

Rong Ling took the phone from his ear and looked at it.

This is not his mobile phone, but Liao Yi's.

I picked it up easily and had to return the phone.

Returning the phone, he finally found a reason for him to stay here.

Holding the phone, Rong Ling returned to Liao Yi's dormitory, opened the door and stood beside the bed.

After watching for a while, he bent down and blew on Liao Yi's face: "You can continue to pretend, just play slowly by yourself, and I'm leaving."

After speaking, he immediately turned and walked out.

Liao Yi kicked the quilt away, rushed over and grabbed him tightly: "Don't, don't, I won't sleep."

Looking down at his arms and waist, Rong Ling wondered, this kid was so sick a few hours ago, how come his hands are so strong now?

He held it very tightly, and the heat from his palm made Rong Ling feel uncomfortable.

"Let go of your hand." There was a little impatience in his tone.

Liao Yi heard it, he didn't want to go against Rong Ling's temper, but he was not willing to let go like this, he hesitated for a while, he slowly withdrew his arm, and only gently hooked Rong Ling's clothes with two fingers .

"I let you go and you should go."

Rong Ling was speechless for a while because of his soft and coquettish tone.

"...do you know what you look like right now?"

Liao Yi sniffed, his voice was hoarse: "What is it like?"

"Like a puppy, the kind abandoned by its owner."

After finishing speaking, Rong Ling felt the two fingers that were pulling the corners of his clothes curled around the edge of the clothes a few more times.

Liao Yi leaned forward.

His cheeks were flushed with fever, his eyes were wet, and his hair was messed up with sleep.

Really like an abandoned puppy.

"I will be very obedient, master, don't abandon me."

Looking into his eyes, Rong Ling thought of the calm and clear lake in the afternoon.

Reflecting the scorching golden glow, Rong Ling was about to be burned, and it became difficult to breathe.

He forcefully pulled the clothes back from Liao Yi's hands, walked out without saying a word.

Walking to the door, he remembered that Liao Yi's cell phone was still in his hand, and stopped again.

"I almost forgot this, your phone..."

Liao Yi's voice was so soft that Rong Ling's heart ached.

"You don't need to return the phone to me for the time being, you can take it and use it first."

"...Then what do you use?"

Liao Yi glanced at his back sadly, and slowly crawled back to his bed weakly. He took out a mobile phone from under the pillow and put it beside the pillow.

"Your mobile phone, I will take it to repair tomorrow, and I will give it to you after it is repaired."

Rong Ling could hear the disappointment in Liao Yi's voice.

In addition to loss, there is probably disappointment.

Whether he likes it or hates it, whether he is happy or happy, Liao Yi will never hide it.

Willfully show him the truest self.

Such unscrupulousness made Rong Ling envious, and even a little bit jealous.

Rong Ling was ruthless, trying to make his voice sound very calm: "Then I'm leaving."

After waiting for a while, there was no sound behind him, Rong Ling gently closed the door, and the sound of footsteps gradually faded away.

Liao Yi raised his face buried in the pillow, and whispered "goodbye" towards the door.

The author has something to say: Today's update is here, I went to watch the live broadcast just now, I forgot to update [two ha]

The spring season is about to start, next Friday~~~ I'm looking forward to it