Prohibition of ambiguous PUBG

The breeze blew through the half-opened window, and the sky-blue curtains fluttered gently.The bright sun came in, and Jiang Heng stood there silently for a long time.The thing in his hand was so hot that it broke all his charming thoughts.

It turned out that it was not a coincidence, words really did not come to find me.

It was him who pretended to be affectionate, and Xiao missed others for so long.

The rhetoric is just his fancy to this job, and his blush...it's obviously his own fault.Jiang Heng's heart throbbed a little, he calmed down and took a deep breath, and put it on the table in the living room intact, as if nothing had happened.

Going back to the room and restarting the broadcast, Jiang Heng still didn't turn on the camera, and this time he didn't say a word, solo.His behavior is not strange, but uncharacteristically, the live broadcast room is very quiet.After Yan Zi came out of the toilet, he saw Jiang Heng standing where he was, without coming in, and glanced at him outside the door with his mobile phone, "I...I'm going to clean up the house."

He flinched a bit from what he said, Jiang Heng didn't look up at him, and responded with a hum.His words are still reserved here, Jiang Heng actually has no need to worry about anything, but this is too embarrassing.There were only the two of them in the huge apartment, and Jiang Heng wouldn't go out unless words came in.

This is an endless loop, if you don't open that mouth, there will be no more intersections.

Jiang Heng wasted like this until the evening when Jian Zheng and the others came back, and the newcomer was Song Mu.After Yan Zhi shook hands with two people he had never met before, they began to discuss who would cook for dinner.

After all, they are just normal people, but they can't go out to eat out every day.Jiang Heng has always been a boss, he doesn't care what other people are like, he sat down on the sofa with his legs: "Who cooked the meal last Friday?"

"I, Ah Meng did the dishes!" Jian Zheng actively raised his hand to get rid of the nightmare of cooking, and heyed to Jiang Heng twice.Meng Xin is an honest person, obeys the rules, and mutters in a low voice: "Boss, you haven't washed the dishes a few times..."

"..." Jiang Heng glanced at him angrily, "You call me boss, can boss wash the dishes?"

The words are based on the fact that they are newcomers, and they immediately volunteered: "I'm going to cook."

He got up and took the dishes Jian Zheng brought, and ran to the kitchen without saying anything.The remaining old team members looked at each other, Jian Zheng looked left at Meng Xin, right at Song Mu, and then turned to Jiang Heng: "Old Jiang, are you bullying the newcomers? What a cruel heart!"

"Go!" Jiang Heng kicked him, his face a little gloomy.

Today's dishwashing work is probably inevitable, Jiang Heng sat on the sofa and glanced into the kitchen.The way of speaking seems to be very skillful, and his waist is very slender against the background of washing vegetables.Obviously, he was not like this four years ago...

He is the little prince in his parents' house, Biyu, who can't be beaten or scolded. How can he be so good at cooking and washing dishes now?Could it be that his wife treats him badly after he's married... Jiang Heng thought unwillingly, and felt aggrieved by his words.

Obviously, it should be pampered at ease, why go out to suffer.

He didn't understand all the reasons, and he sat on the sofa cursing secretly but didn't know how to attack.Jiang Heng sat on the spot and sulked for a long time, and he didn't calm down until the meal, ignoring anyone, he babbled and babbled most of the dishes on the plate, just as everyone else had finished eating, he didn't stop talking.A few people couldn't figure out what Jiang Heng was up to, and they all silently watched Jiang Heng's expression not looking good, and went to wash the dishes with a distaste for integrity.

Jian Zheng looked at the stunned words and thought that he didn't know anything, so he bit the bullet and explained: "Jiang Heng is like this, don't be surprised. He has a weird temper, but he is very kind, don't be afraid..."

"Uh...well, I'm not afraid." She smiled shyly and sat on the sofa without moving.He rested very early, and each room in the apartment had its own bathroom, so he didn't bother others, and took a bath towel to wash himself first.

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Jiang Heng was sitting alone on the roof with a cigarette dangling from his mouth.The smoke slowly swayed in the air and dissipated in an instant.Half of his legs were exposed outside the railing, and he was not in a hurry at all, and he poured a few beer cans on his left hand.

About the room of rhetoric lies beneath his feet.

what is he doingJiang Heng put the cigarette in his mouth back into his hand, and let out a deep breath.He hadn't smoked for a long time, because he was also busy with tasks during this time, so he didn't have that free time.Now I feel depressed, so I use it to vent.

"Why are you sitting here?" Jian Zheng himself cleaned the floor and found that someone turned on the lights on the rooftop upstairs, so he came up to take a look.He stared at the two empty wine cans on the ground with wide eyes, and clicked his tongue twice: "Oh, what's wrong with you, you smoke and drink at the same time, why... have you lost your relationship?"

"You think I have time to fall in love?" Jiang Heng snorted at him.

"Why don't you have time, isn't that boy Ah Meng the one you got in the online dating?" Jian Zheng didn't approach, but just walked towards the railing and stood on it to blow the air.

Jiang Heng took another sip of wine with a sullen head, but did not get up from the ground, "It's not a broken relationship."

Jian Zheng snorted, then turned around and waved at him: "They are going to play poker in your room, will you come? If not, I will." Jiang Heng ignored him, which means he acquiesced.Because of the captain's honor, Jiang Heng's room decoration is the most in this apartment, and it is also the most practical.Not only is there the largest LCD TV, but the casual-looking table next to it can actually be changed, and the chess and card room is also well-equipped.

The few of them caught up with the long-distance flight the day after tomorrow, so they discussed playing cards and chatting all night today.Jiang Heng didn't have that interest, and continued to sit on the balcony and enjoy the breeze.He didn't think about what Jian Zheng said just now, in fact, now it seems that it is no different from falling in love.Jiang Heng never forgot the relationship he had with Yan Zi at the beginning, and he had no choice but to leave because he focused on e-sports.

Jiang Heng has a deep affection for him, and he has never forgotten it for four years.

After a long silence, he murmured, "I'm sorry, Yanyan..."

In the first three years of playing games, he had to take practical actions.What Jiang Heng wants is to go back to find words after he has completed his dream, and say sorry to him properly, and I love you.Words are married before the two words are spoken.

Maybe after waiting for another year, Jiang Heng will be able to find him and get back together.

It's a pity that God failed to fulfill his wishes, and everything happened like this.

He felt more and more depressed, and drank a glass of beer again.Until a few loud noises came from downstairs, Jiang Heng glanced at his watch and found that it was past eleven o'clock. "Damn, what are you arguing about?"

Didn't the words fall asleep, how many of them are still so loud?Jiang Heng cleaned up the garbage upstairs, stubbed out the cigarette in his hand, and threw it directly into the trash can.He went downstairs with a cold face, and he really saw the three people sitting at his table playing cards. Jian Zheng had two strokes on his face, and his appearance was super funny.Jiang Heng didn't change his face, "Hold down, what are you talking about?"

He didn't spoil the interest of the other three, he took his clothes and went to the bathroom to wash them.After they came out, the voices of these three people were really quieter. Although they didn't say it publicly, they could all guess that Jiang Heng was for the people in another room.All four of them were night owls, and there were no other residents nearby, so the voices could only be for his sake.Jiang Heng's attitude was rather strange, but the remaining few people did not expose it.

Seeing him coming out, Jian Zheng asked, "Brother Jiang, do you play cards?"

"You guys call, I'll play with my phone." Just kidding, Jiang Heng has never been serious about arguing with them, and his attitude towards these people is very good.What he meant by playing with his cell phone was to let them keep calling, and he just didn't bother him.The three continued talking and laughing, Jiang Heng half leaned against the head of the bed, flipping through the few remaining photos on his phone.

He doesn't have many old photos from high school left, and the only few photos he found were found in a buttoned photo album that hadn't been used for hundreds of years. They are extremely old.Jiang Heng glanced at it, hehed twice, and then let go of the phone.Seeing that those people had just finished playing a game of cards, he interrupted aloud: "I want to ask you something..."

"What's wrong?" Meng Xin cleaned up the marks on his face, and reorganized the scattered cards on the table.The three of them looked at him in unison, Jiang Heng curled his lips, and asked awkwardly: "If you see your first love now, what will you do?"