Sniper is a little milk dog

The hour hand ticked to seven o'clock, Jing Muyu sealed his thoughts for the time being, and started broadcasting on time.This time, after he finished saying good evening, he forgot to even smile. The man in front of the camera opened the interface of PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds with a cold face, and clicked play in single-row mode without any hesitation.

【Hey, don't you have a double row with Ci Shao today...】

[Ci Shao asked for a day off, woo woo woo, Brother Mu is in a bad mood, stopped laughing, and feels distressed]

[On the first day of Ci Shao's absence, I miss him]

[I am a technical fan of Brother Mu, but Brother Mu has returned to the technical stream, but I feel that something is missing...]

[Also, the live broadcast room is so boring... I obviously didn't feel it before]

[Brother Mu, do you know what Ci Shao is doing? I’m a QAQ fan of Ci Shao next door. I asked several people but they didn’t know. We all agreed that maybe you were the only one who knew, so you came here.]

[The number of speeches is not in our dimension C Liushenwuzhu 555]

Jing Muyu glanced at the barrage, and replied unprecedentedly: "I don't know."

He turned his gaze back to the screen, clicked the right mouse button, and absently added to the barrage: "I will ask."

【Ahhh, sugar again】

[There is a knife in the candy, woo woo, I don’t know your whereabouts, and there is no result when I ask, so I can only start the broadcast alone, why can’t I hide my sadness under the camera]

[Is it the devil who wrote the jokes in front, I cried, real tears]

Jing Muyu finished his live broadcast alone for today.Because I was restless and in a bad state, I moved it half an hour earlier, and it was broadcast at 11:30.

He smoked a cigarette on the balcony, and after more than ten minutes, there was still no new message on his phone.

Just as he was lighting the second one, the screen of the phone he had been holding in his hand lit up.In a hurry, he extinguished the cigarette he hadn't smoked a few puffs on the iron surface of the railing, and unlocked the phone screen saver.

Chu CC Little Genius: Brother.

Chu CC Little Genius: Are you asleep?

Chu CC Little Genius: I can't sleep, my heart is blocked

Jing Muyu thought, I feel even more blocked.

Mu: in

Chu CC Little Genius: ... Hey.

Mu: what can you say

Tree replied quickly tonight, as if his sudden disappearance made him very anxious.Chu Ci stood downstairs alone, looking at his phone while the night breeze was blowing, thinking a little bit blankly.He felt that he should be moved and happy, but too many heavy things suppressed the area where he conveyed happy emotions, the surrounding fields were empty, and there was a huge sense of powerlessness, which made him unable to say anything.

Chu CC Little Genius: It’s nothing, Brother Tree, it’s fine if you’re here

Mu: there is something

Mu: You said

Jing Muyu was uncharacteristically stubborn.Chuci typed a few words, then deleted them and wrote: I can't say it.It's a bit long, I don't know where to start

Jing Muyu ate twice in a row, touched his chin, and decided to change tactics.He remembered Chu Ci's Weibo post after returning to China, which seemed to be in a small town around him, about an hour's drive away.

Mu: Do you live in city x?

Chu CC: Ah, yes.what's the matter bro

Jing Muyu had already stood up from the chair at this time, grabbed the car keys thrown on the cabinet in the entrance, hooked the key ring with his little finger, freed his hand to type and replied: Don't sleep, wait for me for an hour.

Chu CC Little Genius: Huh?It's okay, I can't sleep now, but brother, what are you doing

Jing Muyu was locking the door, holding the key and twisting it twice in the opposite direction until it stuck, pulled out the house key from the keyhole, strode into the elevator room and typed while pressing the floor.

Mu: Send me a location

Chu CC Little Genius: ? ? ?what's wrong bro

Chu CC Little Genius: [Positioning]

Mu: send you an airdrop

Jing Muyu hastily typed this sentence, connected the address to the navigation, set up the mobile phone, put the ignition on and put the accelerator on the gas pedal, and drove away. The outline of the deep space gray Camry was gradually engulfed in the night.

Chu CC Little Genius: ? ? ?

Chu CC Little Genius: What? ?

Chu CC Little Genius: Brother? ? ?

Chu CC Little Genius: Brother Tree? ? ? ? ?

Chu Ci was tired from standing downstairs, so he sat down on the cement of a flower bed, staring blankly at his phone that hadn't responded.He has been solo queued mechanically for too long today, and his whole spirit seems to have been hollowed out. He listened to music with headphones on, and what he listened to was the bgm on the loading page of PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds. The more he listened, the more annoying he got. Health, hold on to the hoop to unseal it.

He felt that after an hour, no matter what happened, probably nothing would change his boredom.The can of cold beer was held in his hand for a while, and it was already warm when he actually drank it into his mouth. The bitter momentum lost the freezing paralysis and rampaged in his mouth, and his facial muscles twitched when he took a sip.

He hadn't eaten anything all day, his stomach was nauseated after drinking, he was dizzy and his throat was stuck, and he felt uncomfortable everywhere.The darkness around him was like a cage, locking up all the agitated emotions in his heart, and he couldn't find an outlet, and the loneliness was terrifying.

Jing Muyu was also sleepy driving in the middle of the night, pinched his thighs and drove the whole journey. When he drove into the residential area, he asked the security guard for the door number, and successfully found Chu Ci downstairs.

He saw a shadow sitting in a flower bed under Building 14, lonely under the yellow light of the street lamp, with disheveled hair, and a fallen beer can beside him, looking like a troubled adolescent.

He hurried along the way, but when he really saw someone, he was not so eager. He tapped the brakes and slowly brought the car in front of Chu Ci.Chu Ci originally had a big opinion on the Camry that disturbed his deep thinking, because the high beam light hurt his eyes.He narrowed his eyes and watched the car slowly approaching with displeasure, and the door opened in front of him.

His expression went blank for a moment.

Jing Muyu turned off the ignition, took off his seat belt and stepped out of the car, Chu Ci looked up at him blankly.He just maintained this posture and looked at him until Jing Muyu closed the car door, sat beside him, and handed over the porridge from the service area.He hastily stretched out his hand to pick it up, shaking his hands a few times, but missed the two straps of the plastic bag, and accidentally touched an empty beer can that was thrown aside, the tin can rolled far away, and there was a tinkle in the darkness. Clang echo.

Jing Muyu looked at his series of frantic bronze operations, and said helplessly, "Why, don't you know me?"

His voice is lower than that of Maili, and he has an indescribable deep tenderness.Chu Ci stared at the face that he had only seen under the camera before, thinking blankly, and it took several seconds before he realized that he should reply: "Ah, ah, no... I know, I know, no, tree, tree God, you, you Why are you here?"

Chu Ci was embarrassed, scratched his hair again, and lowered his head to pick the plastic cover of the packing box.Jing Muyu didn't answer his question directly. After all, the behavior of driving passionately for an hour late at night to meet his little fans was also his whim. If he really wanted to find a reason, he couldn't figure out the reason.He took out the cigarette case from his pocket, took out one and put it in his mouth, lowered his head and hands to block the wind, lit it with a lighter, sucked it in and exhaled slowly.

Chu Ci peeked at the disposable plastic spoon.Jing Muyu came in a hurry, and put on a wide and big white T. The shoulder blades propped up the ordinary fabric to create a clear male silhouette; he lowered his eyes, smoked a cigarette wholeheartedly, breathed clouds skillfully, half of his face covered In the unclear clouds and mountains.Chu Ci watched, stirred the porridge a few times with the spoon, and moved his Adam's apple by swallowing, thinking: Mature and...sexy.

sexy.He didn't know why this rather ambiguous and inappropriate vocabulary suddenly popped up, but Tree's sharp chin, half of the clear collarbone exposed under the round collar, two completely different emotions of indifference and laziness collided in his eyes when he lowered his eyes... ...Like a resting beast, really elegant and sexy, he can't think of other words to describe this feeling.

Jing Muyu finished smoking one of his cigarettes, crushed the butt to the concrete floor, and turned to look at Chu Ci.Chu Ci evaded his sight, picked up the plastic bowl, and hastily drank the last mouthful of porridge.He was still nervous and didn't dare to look directly at Jing Muyu, he said, "I, I'm going to take out the trash."

Jing Muyu casually threw the cigarette butt into his empty bowl, the boy got up from the flower bed and walked towards the green trash can. When he came back, Jing Muyu had already had a second cigarette in his mouth. He didn't light it, but held it loosely. .

The man bit his filter, put his elbow casually on his thigh, raised his face and said vaguely: "Is it convenient to sit up?"

He smiled after he finished speaking, his voice was low and hoarse, like a little hook stuck in his heart.Chu Ci felt like a girl with a spring in her heart for a moment, her heart was beating out of control anyway, and she stammered: "Wel...ah no, Huan, welcome."

"Then wait for me, I'll go and park the car." Jing Muyu waved the key hooked on his little finger at him to signal, opened the door and sat in the driver's seat, moved the car blocked on the main road, and found a car. Reverse into the normal parking space.When he came down again, he was carrying a big bag of something. Chu Ci stood at the security door of the building and took a closer look.

Seeing his attention, Jing Muyu raised the bag: "I saw it at the service station, so I bought it by the way."

When he entered the door, Jing Muyu stopped his polite words, and the two sat on each side of a sofa, wearing plastic gloves and silently gnawing on the duck's neck.Chuci received this airdrop at first, and he was greatly satisfied physically and mentally. He was immersed in an atmosphere of unreal happiness. While gnawing at the meat, he peeped at the tree sitting on the right, and felt so happy. Forget all the troubles of youth before.

But halfway through the duck's neck, Jing Muyu said suddenly: "Can we talk about it now?"

He is scheming, playing psychological warfare, and the Chu Ci who refused to reveal the little secret an hour ago is now clearly arranged.Jing Muyu had the winning ticket in his hands. Seeing the well-fed young man with a happy face, he was stunned for a while, then a troubled expression appeared on his face, and then, as he expected, he said, "Actually...it's not a big deal. That's, I I am unilateral, and I am angry."

Jing Muyu didn't make a sound, just looked at him quietly, waiting for the young man who had already been pried out of the conversation box to continue talking.