Deep jungle routines[E-sports]

My head hurts, but it's not as good as the faint pain coming from the depths of my heart.

Liao Yi opened his eyes, and what he saw were those familiar things.

I wish what just happened was a dream.

If only it was a dream.

When I opened my eyes and woke up, nothing happened.

The good and the bad are all in vain.

Liao Yi pressed his temples, and he suffered from a severe headache, which disturbed his thinking ability and made him unable to calm down.

After thinking hard for a long time, his brain almost became a mess, and Liao Yi still couldn't figure it out.

He didn't understand how he screwed up, just thought that the distance between Rong Ling and Rong Ling was a little closer, but in a blink of an eye, the cold wind blew icy scum all over his face.

Feeling uncomfortable for a while, Liao Yi didn't know when he fell asleep. When he woke up, he found that there were at least 5 thick quilts piled on his body, which made him unable to break free.

BUBOR said that he shivered from the cold at night, and the bed frame kept shaking, which scared everyone.

"...So you are planning to suffocate me with the quilt?" Liao Yi managed to get himself out of bed, and what was usually a very simple movement became extremely strenuous now.

"You have to sweat, sweating will get better." BUBOR looked serious.

Liao Yi pulled his clothes and looked at himself: "I'm sweating profusely, I can smell the sweat." He turned around and took a towel and shower gel to take a bath.

BUBOR followed him step by step: "Xiao Yi."

Liao Yi stopped and blocked the door with one hand to prevent BUBOR from following into the bathroom, he raised his eyebrows: "Why, you want to wash with me?"

BUBOR blushed and shook his head: "I, I'll help you... wipe your back."

"I've accepted it," Liao Yi tapped the BUBOR with his fingers, "There's no need to help with this kind of thing. I can just rush in casually, and I'll be out in a while."

Being shut outside, Bubor scratched the bathroom door and said, "Xiao Yi, you are sick and cannot go out...Xiao Yi!"

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Rong Ling made several bus transfers back to the base.

There were very few people in the car, and he sat with his arms folded in the last row by the window, his eyes closed, and his head against the cold glass.Liao Yi's expression of being left behind popped up in his mind from time to time, Rong Ling frowned and pressed his heart.

After a while, he let out a long sigh.

Brother Xiong's call reminded Rong Ling of many problems that he could not escape and had to face.Rong Ling smiled wryly, as a professional player, his most important career was about to turn into a mess, so how could he still have time to think about other things?

I feel a little irritable when I think about it.

This irritability should not be known to a child with clean eyes like Liao Yi.Rong Ling held his chin, looked out of the window in a daze, and pictured Liao Yi's heartless smile in his mind, with the corners of his mouth raised a little bit.

What a blessing to be able to play games without heart and lungs all the time.

Rong Ling was a little envious, but also a little sad.

If you can see what you can't get by yourself, it can be regarded as filling your regrets.

After thinking wildly for a while, Rong Ling got off the bus and walked back to the base.He walked slowly towards the dormitory. He didn't see Feng Zhou along the way, but happened to meet Brother Ou and a large group of them walking out.

The two of them had a bad fight before, Rong Ling thought it would be embarrassing to meet again, but he didn't expect Brother Ou to remain the same, with a nonchalant smile on his face, and asked him if he wanted to go out for dinner together.

"This meal is also one less meal."

Rong Ling understood that everyone was going to practice it for Ouge.

He felt uncomfortable for a while.

The place to eat is at the food stall not far from the base.

Ou Ge looked at the front door, turned his head and said to the others: "No way, you can buy me this for the money?"

With a cigarette in his mouth, Brother Xiong stepped forward and kicked Brother Ou's ass: "Stop talking nonsense, do you want to eat or not?"

"Eat...eat!" Ou Ge hopped in, clutching his buttocks.

Everyone rushed in with a smile.

No one at the dinner table brought up the topic of sadness. Ou Ge opened a can of beer with a bang, said boldly, "I'll toast, you can do whatever you want", and drank it down in one gulp.

"Oh, yes, Minho!" Brother Xiong patted Brother Ou on the back hard, "Come on, come on, don't do it, we are not brothers, let's go together!"

Rong Ling usually doesn't drink alcohol. Although the club has no explicit regulations, he knows that alcohol will affect the operation and reaction of professional players, so he never drinks it.

Ou Ge has the physique of drinking, and it didn't take long for him to drink so much that his face was red and his neck was thick, and he was holding a beer to pay respects to each other. When he got to Rong Ling's side, he was already a little unsteady.

Rong Ling stretched out his hand to support him, and dragged him to sit down.

"Drink less." Rong Ling frowned, and handed over the mineral water in front of him.

Ou Ge tilted his head and looked at Rong Ling for a long time, then pointed at him: "You're not mean enough. Everyone else drank it, and you didn't touch it... you didn't touch it."

Rong Ling didn't want to talk to him, so he picked up the cup in front of him and touched him.

"I drink."

"Hey, hey...forget it, forget it," Ouge reached out to cover Rong Ling's cup, took up his own wine, shook it, and drank it in one gulp, "Ah Ling, you are going to be the world's number one jungler in the future Yes, it's different from me. I can drink this wine, but you can't."

Rong Ling's nose was sore, he asked in a low voice: "Have you decided, which team are you going to?"

Ogo said a name.

"Isn't that the LSPL team?" Rong Ling suddenly looked at Ou Ge.

Brother Ou smiled: "It's the same wherever you go, let's see who pays more."

Rong Ling looked at Ouge's forced and smiling expression, and got angry: "Did you forget why you came to play professionally? What about your ambition and fighting spirit? And your dreams, all were eaten by dogs? !"

Holding the beer, Ou Ge fixedly looked at Rong Ling. After a while, he sighed: "Not everyone is like you, Ling. You are young, talented, and hardworking. You can continue to maintain your current competitive state for a few more years." .I... Let me tell you the truth, I really can't do what I want. It's not that the team is not good enough, but the whole environment is not good enough. My dream is too far away, I can't wait any longer."

Rong Ling knew what he meant, this kind of aggrieved and helpless boredom made Rong Ling very uncomfortable, he grabbed the cup in front of him, and drank it in one gulp.

Ou Ge was dumbfounded: "A Ling!"

He knocked the cup down on the table, and the surroundings fell silent.Rong Ling stood up, looked at everyone, and looked at Ouge's face: "I wish you a bright future. If you have the opportunity to meet in the game in the future, don't give me a chance to catch you in the middle lane!"

After saying this, Rong Ling didn't bother to see how other people reacted, so he grabbed his coat and went out.

Being blown by the cold wind, Rong Ling's head hurt quickly, he felt a strong call from the dormitory, he just wanted to throw himself into the bed and sleep with him for three days and three nights.

Touching into the corridor of the dormitory, Rong Ling stomped his feet, but the corridor lights were not on.

He raised his head strangely and squinted his eyes for a long time, but he still couldn't see whether the light bulb was broken or not.

"Where's the key... Where did I put the key..."

With a strong hand, the key flew out of the pocket, drawing a perfect parabola.

Fortunately, he was caught.

Rong Ling shook his head, trying to see clearly the person who slowly stood up from the ground.

"Feng Zhou?" Rong Ling's tone was full of displeasure, he frowned and stood up straight, "Why are you squatting at the door of my dormitory when you have nothing to do?"

Feng Zhou flipped his hands over and showed Rong Ling's dormitory door key.

Rong Ling raised his hand to take it, Feng Zhou retracted his hand, and Rong Ling took it empty.

"I have something to tell you," Feng Zhou put the key in his jacket pocket, "I'll return it to you after I finish."

Rong Ling was even more annoyed: "If you have something to say, say it, and if you fart, let it go!"

"Did you know, you know me and the boss, me and him..." Feng Zhou's voice was very low.

Rong Ling raised his eyebrows and turned to look at him: "Oh. So what?"

"Why did you hit him?" Feng Zhou lowered his head, clenched his fists, and asked endlessly.

"...I don't know, I guess I'm full and idle." Rong Ling rubbed his brows, feeling his headache getting worse, and the whole world was shaking wildly, he was really afraid that he would spit on Feng Zhou's face if he turned his head .

Feng Zhou was silent for a long time.

Rong Ling turned to look at him: "Let me ask you, what did he tell you? He said he would let you start, so you just listen to him honestly?"

Feng Zhou turned his head away.

Unexpectedly, he really hit the mark, Rong Ling was surprised at first, and then couldn't stop being angry.

"That bastard! What else did he threaten you with?"

Feng Zhou bit his lip and raised his head: "He didn't threaten me, I was happy to be with him. Rong Ling, don't worry about my affairs! If you look down on two men..."

"You're thinking too much," Rong Ling interrupted him unceremoniously, "When did I say that I don't like this kind of thing anymore?"

"then you……"

Rong Ling leaned against the wall, bowed his head and smiled at himself: "What do you guys like to do, it's none of my business. But the bastard is looking for a beating on his own, wouldn't it be too cheap if I don't beat him? Feng Zhou, you want to be the starter, and you are more focused on how to play the game well, e-sports only depends on strength, you don't understand this truth, why do you want to play a career!"

Feng Zhou didn't speak.

Rong Ling waited for a while, and got impatient, stepped forward and pressed Feng Zhou against the wall, took out his pocket, and took out his key.

Everything he saw in front of him was shaking, and Rong Ling couldn't align himself with the keyhole for a long time.

Feng Zhou clicked his tongue, came over and took Rong Ling's hand, and inserted the key.

"...Now you can't play and offended him. I really don't know what you think."

Rong Ling glanced lazily: "Do you think everyone is like you?"

Feng Zhou glared at him.

"Let me tell you, Feng Zhou. Even if your kid has slept with the boss, it's nothing awesome." Rong Ling curled his lips, "I have a shortcoming, whoever snatched something from me, I will definitely snatch it back with my own hands, and then hit him hard in the face. Who knows what will happen in the future?"

"You!!!" Feng Zhou's expression changed drastically.

This kid shouldn't come to play professionally, he should go to Sichuan to learn face changing.

Rong Ling complained silently in his heart.He was too lazy to continue talking to Feng Zhou, pushed the door open and entered his single room, buried his dizzy and painful head under the pillow, lay on the bed for a while, he vaguely remembered to take off his coat, his arm seemed to be broken Folded and reinstalled, it doesn't work well.The whole world was spinning so fast that he couldn't lift his energy.

Rong tilted his head and fell asleep.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Rong Ling suddenly opened his eyes.

Waking up very suddenly, he faintly felt that he was not alone in the room.

"Who?!"

A shadow stood beside the bed, and before Rong Ling could react, the man pressed his left hand tightly on Rong Ling's mouth, leaned forward with a bearded face, and kissed him a few times on the side of his ear and neck indiscriminately .

The hairs on Rong Ling's whole body stood on end, the reality mixed with the memory, the terrifying picture rushed towards him, he froze for a moment, and began to struggle crazily.

"Well!"

His mouth was covered and he couldn't make a sound, Rong Ling tried to pull out his arm and break the opponent's wrist, but the little wine he drank earlier disintegrated more than half of Rong Ling's fighting strength, and he couldn't push it away after a few pushes, while the other hand of the man was gone He groped in along the hem of Rong Ling's clothes, Rong Ling's scalp was numb, he tried to open a little gap, and opened his mouth to bite down on the man's tiger's mouth.

"F*ck!" The man withdrew his hand and slapped Rong Ling across the face, "You're still pretending! I'm going to get you done today!" Thinking of Feng Zhou's hesitant expression when he came to find him, in the I repeatedly asked about the conversation that came out, and the man's blood rushed to that place, bulging and excited.He secretly thought that Rong Ling usually had an inviolable expression on his face, but he actually spoke his mind in front of Feng Zhou.I thought how chaste he was, and he was also a waste waiting to be ridden!The more you think about it, the heavier the movement in the man's hands.

There was a rusty taste in Rong Ling's mouth.

He wanted to run, but the man grabbed his shoulder from behind, his wrist was twisted backwards, and the man stepped on his lower back, and pulled the belt around Rong Ling's wrist.

"Let go of me! How dare you fucking touch me!" Rong Ling hissed and struggled harder.

The man was surprisingly strong, he breathed heavily, touched Rong Ling's waist twice excitedly, and stretched his hand to the waist of Rong Ling's trousers: "What's wrong with touching you? I pretended to be looked down upon by everyone all day long, this From the top to the bottom of the club, everything, including you, belongs to me. Don't be so fucking shameless!"

Rong Ling was terrified and desperate, he thought this is a fucking dream, right?This nightmare is too real...

When the man put his hands into Rong Ling's pants, Rong Ling's body shook violently. He gathered his strength and twisted his body, bent his knees and punched the man hard.

"what--"

The man twisted his face in pain, reached out and grabbed Rong Ling's hair, grabbed his head and bumped it against the head of the bed.

The door was kicked open, and the door panel slammed against the wall with a loud bang.

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Seeing the little angel's message, the baby is a bit square, but you have to believe that the sun always comes after the storm!

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