Needle tip pressing wheat mango

It is necessary to dress so handsomely... er, so formally.

Picking up the phone, I sent a WeChat message.

——I'm sorry, I found out about your game through improper channels, so I came here without authorization, and I apologize to you, seriously.

Ling Xiao's mobile phone was placed next to his leg, and as soon as WeChat passed by, he vibrated against the side of his thigh. I was inexplicably embarrassed to see Ling Xiao recover from that shock.Ling Xiao looked at me hesitantly, as if he didn't need to look to know that the message was definitely sent by me.I tried my best to make my expression look sincere, he picked up the phone and glanced down, then put it aside and ignored me.

I will not give up.

——Shall we make a confession?If Uncle Song asks me what I don't know, won't it be revealed?

I sent several times in a row, Ling Xiao seemed to be annoyed enough by me, and finally took a deep breath and picked up the phone.

I had been on standby with my mobile phone in my hand for a long time. When the mobile phone rang, I immediately clicked on it, and saw it said: If you make any noise, run up the mountain by yourself.

The winding mountain road outside the window was spectacular, and I gave a "tsk" in my heart, and entered the national team. I didn't learn from the good ones, but just learned from Lao Hu!

The car arrived at the address given to me by my aunt. Ling Xiao and Song Guo got out of the car, and I got out of the car behind. Song Guo stopped and looked at Ling Xiao. Ling Xiao turned to me and said, "Wait for me in the car." .”

"Oh~" I got back into the car again, seeing Ling Xiao who had already walked a little distance away shook his head towards me, and walked into the rather large mansion with Song Guo.

I'm just here today to step on the spot, and my goal has been achieved, so I'm not in a hurry to follow him in.But staying in the car alone was extremely boring, and seeing that Ling Xiao couldn't get out for a while, I got out of the car and took a stroll around.The Fushan Villa really deserves its reputation, and even the flowers and plants planted are rare species that have never been seen in the base.However, I still love the wild flowers and grasses in the Zishan base. The flowers and plants here are too deliberate, hanging their heads delicately under the sun, and they are not as good as those in the base.

After a while, a black Lincoln drove into my field of vision, and a man wearing a casual shirt and trousers got out of the car. I accidentally took a second look, probably because the garden was too deserted and there was nothing else to see. It must be because of the gay heart. This man's facial features are somewhat exotic. He looks like a mixed race. He is wearing a shirt and trousers. He has a tough and handsome style that others can't imitate. It is similar to Ling Xiao's oriental style. The handsome is a completely different type, but the same memorable.Judging by his age, he is only about 30 years old. At a glance, he is a young talent with a successful career. Standing in the shade of the sun in a white shirt and black trousers, it will even make people think, "So the second male number in Korean dramas really exists." Ah" feeling.

I thought wildly, if I hadn't been an athlete, I would be like many young people, dreaming of becoming such a mature and attractive man one day.

But who is this man? He doesn't look like the owner of a mansion. Could it be that he is here for the underground competition?

The man walked towards the gate of the villa and suddenly looked at me, as if he saw that I was looking at him, not only didn't mind, but smiled at me generously.

If I change my concubine, will I fall in love with such a man with a smile?However, there was no fluctuation in my heart, probably because I had already pretended to be an oriental handsome man.

Half an hour later, Ling Xiao came out, and so did Pimp Song. They drove us out of the villa with a happy face, and sent us to the station at the foot of the mountain in a thoughtful manner.

I followed Ling Xiao out of the car, closed the door, and waved to the driver's seat: "Goodbye, Uncle Song!"

Song Guopi smiled and drove away the car.

This station is relatively remote. Ling Xiao and I are the only two people on the platform at the moment, and we can’t even see a pedestrian on the road. I looked back and checked the stop sign. There are only two buses, as expected.

"Are you so curious about me?"

Over there, Ling Xiao suddenly made a sound, I turned my head when I heard the sound, and found that he was looking at me, the sun cast deep shadows on his eyes.

He actually took the initiative to look at me, usually I stare at him to stare at the blood, so he gives me a look back that is all over the country and the city?I simply cut to the chase: "Ling Xiao, are you short of money?"

Ling Xiao looked at me and said nothing.

"You are short of money, let me help you find a solution." I said, "You can't play underground games, let alone this thing is illegal. There are also rules in the team, you can't play games outside privately, and..." I looked He thought to himself that this person is like a sculpture made of ice or jade, how could he not cherish it, "Playing underground games is very dangerous, you are a professional player, and you have an obligation to cherish yourself."

Ling Xiao still didn't speak, turned his eyes to look in the direction of the car, and said without squinting after a long time: "Are you caring too much about me?"

"I'm your teammate, of course I care about you, not to mention..." I hesitated whether to hint to him, or simply jokingly said "I like you, you can't tell", and tried his reaction.But I can't help but think about it, what kind of feelings do I have for him, I like it, I really like it, but how much do I like it?Ling Xiao is not a person who can make jokes casually. Although his eyes are usually cold and supercilious, there is energy in his eyes. At this moment, it seems that a bent sword is pressing on my chest, and my mind is suddenly a little confused.

"What's more?"

The thick bass echoed in my ears, and I resisted the temptation: "What's more, you are my opponent." I said, but I still didn't say what I shouldn't have said, "I want to find someone in this world It's not easy to be an opponent in the first life, I don't want you to fall into the hands of others."

"You beat me every time, what kind of opponent am I to you?"

"Oh, don't underestimate yourself so much. I was lucky to win you. If you are so motivated, you will definitely win it back one day!"

Ling Xiao looked at me for a while, then turned his head away: "I really don't know whether I should win you or not."

The sun was shining on the stop sign, and the sun was hot. I looked at Ling Xiao's black hair. If I could touch it with my hands, it must be quite hot. However, standing here, Ling Xiao is still cold.

I don't understand what he meant. He said it as if he still had a choice when he met me. To lose or win, isn't it my choice?

When AlphaGo defeated Li Shishi by a big score, he once lost to Li Shishi in a game. Some netizens joked on the Internet, saying that maybe AlphaGo lost on purpose, and that is the most fearful thing to think about.Ling Xiao is just like such a thoughtful artificial intelligence, I, an ordinary person, can't seem to see him through.

"Are you hungry?" Ling Xiao asked suddenly.

"Ah?" I was a little surprised, but my stomach answered for me first. After all, I only ate two bites of that chicken leg.

"I know there is a good Japanese ramen shop nearby, let's go eat first." Ling Xiao said.

"Okay." I was gearing up, and the boat of friendship sailed as soon as I said it, "I treat you!"

"Yeah." Ling Xiao turned around and walked forward after speaking.

Really... can't you go to dinner with me while talking and laughing?

The Japanese-style ramen shop is not big, probably because the location is relatively remote, there are not many diners in the shop, and it is very deserted, but there are omelet rice pearls in front, and I can't wait to try this noodle.

While waiting, Ling Xiao suddenly said, "The noodles in this restaurant are all buckwheat noodles."

Soba, my name is Qiao Mai, although I don't know what this guy wants to express, but he suddenly mentioned this coincidence, which is related to me, and I was surprised as if I was flattered.

It's just... not easy to answer.Fortunately, Ling Xiao doesn't seem to need me to answer the phone, probably just talking to me.

When the noodles finally came, I couldn't wait to pick a chopstick and put it in my mouth. I couldn't believe my tongue—I didn't taste any other flavors except the soy sauce!

I looked up at Ling Xiao who was opposite. He lowered his head and ate at a steady speed, as if he didn't feel any discomfort. I stared at the noodles in the bowl, feeling very pained.Is this playing tricks on me?Omurice is really delicious, why is Japanese ramen so difficult to describe?

I took a bite of the egg, when the boss smiled and brought us a plate of fried dumplings: "This is free, you two take it easy."

I quickly said "thank you", took the plate and made a fried dumpling, trying to save the soy sauce taste in my mouth.

... However, the fried dumplings are not delicious either.

"What's wrong?" Ling Xiao asked.

Seeing the boss enter the kitchen, I asked politely, "Do you eat here often?"

"I'll come after the game."

I looked around this small shop with very few people, and my mood was very complicated. The boss is very kind, so I couldn’t help but feel lucky that he opened the shop here. How can I explain to myself the cruel reality of no customers coming?

Seeing me looking at the store, Ling Xiao rarely explained to me: "The owner of this store had a car accident before, and the surgery affected his sense of taste..."

I didn't expect that there was such a story behind it, so Ling Xiao didn't come to this restaurant to eat late at night in front of the boss... I thought of him saving food for the cat, and I felt mixed feelings for a while, I heard Ling Xiao say again:

"But I think the taste is not bad, maybe the location of the store is too far away."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and took a sip of the noodle soup with a calm expression.I was dumbfounded, did the necrosis of the trigeminal nerve also affect your sense of taste, bro...

Seeing Ling Xiao meticulously eating the unappetizing ramen and fried dumplings without knowing it, I don't know whether to laugh at him or be moved.Having said that, Mensao has taken the initiative to talk to me several times today, and in the morning he still looked like he was going to put me in the cold palace. After a while, he calmed down, and his temper was surprisingly good.

I asked while the iron was hot: "Do you have a game today?"

"No."

I thought about it for a while, and said carefully: "Well, what I told you at the station just now, can you