Why are you yelling so loud? [E-sports]

Gu Yan had a headache, and he couldn't move the two of them by himself, so he had to call for help.

After a while, the coach hurriedly put on his clothes, opened the door and came out.

Gu Yan pushed open the car door and got out.

"What happened to the two of them?" the coach asked, Gu Yan didn't tell him what happened to the two of them on the phone, but just asked him to move out.

"Fell asleep."

"..." The coach who was woken up had an emotion similar to a breakdown for the first time, "Then you can wake them up, can't you?"

"That won't work, then who is a patient after all, how can I wake him up after finally falling asleep." Gu Yan said more straightforwardly.

"...Okay, then move the two of them out." The coach said he wanted to open the car door to hug Xing Yun, but was stopped by Gu Yan.

"Coach, move the manager."

"Aren't they all the same?" The coach who was tossed up in the middle of the night was convinced by Gu Yan.

"Cough, the manager is too heavy, I can't move it." Gu Yan's eyes wandered a little, it was dark and the coach couldn't see it.

"..." The coach thought about the 120-jin Qin Ningning, and then thought about the 200-jin iron in the gym, Gu Yan, won't your conscience hurt?

"Anyway, you go to move the coach." Gu Yan didn't bother to explain, and pushed the coach to the other side of the car.

Gu Yan himself went back to Xing Yun's side, gently opened the car door, reached out to support Xing Yun's back, let him lean on his shoulder, and carefully carried him out.

In contrast, Qin Ningning was in a much worse situation. The coach was careless, and he didn't expect to cover the roof of the car with his hands, but just carried Qin Ningning out, and let him hit his head twice and his hand once.

Gu Yan hugged Xing Yun and stared dumbfounded. He didn't wake up like this. The manager is really talented.

The coach and Gu Yan entered the base one after the other with people in their arms.

Because the manager's room was given to Xing Yun, the coach took the manager back to his room.

Gu Yan hugged the sleeping Xing Yun and stood at the stairs on the second floor, wondering whether to go left or right.

To the left is your own room, to the right is the manager's room.

The coach who had already walked a long way turned around and found that Gu Yan was still standing there, he was puzzled and said, "Gu Yan, follow up."

Gu Yan still followed and walked to the right, feeling a little regret in his heart for some reason.

The manager's room is at the end of the corridor.

The door remained open as before.

Gu Yan walked into the room with Xing Yun in his arms, and closed the door with his feet.

Gu Yan gently put Xing Yun on the bed, and wanted to help him cover the quilt, but he saw that Xing Yun was still wearing shoes.

Since childhood, Gu Yan has only had other people help him take off his shoes. Where has he ever helped someone take off his shoes?He stood beside the bed and said to himself: "Is it too much for me to help you take off your shoes?"

While struggling, Xing Yun seemed to feel a little cold, holding his arms and shrinking.

"...Forget it, no one saw it anyway." Gu Yan frowned and helped Xing Yun take off his shoes, and then gently covered him with the quilt.

After finishing this, he saw that the book returned to Xing Yun was still lying on the ground, bent down to pick it up, patted the ashes, and put it on the bedside table.

"I also told people not to touch you while you were sleeping, but you ended up sleeping like a pig." Gu Yan couldn't help but smile when he saw Xing Yun's sleeping face.

After tossing around all night, Gu Yan was also a little tired. He walked to the door as silently as possible, turned off the light, walked out softly, and closed the door.

Maybe even Gu Yan didn't realize how gentle his movements and expressions were from the moment he got off the car with Xing Yun in his arms to the time he finally closed the door and came out.

***

The next day, when Xing Yun woke up, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

After washing up, he went downstairs, and was about to take a piece of bread from the refrigerator to eat, but Gu Yan, who appeared from nowhere, stopped him.

Xing Yun looked up at Gu Yan, but didn't speak.

Gu Yan complained secretly in his heart. When he woke up, he had this paralyzed face again. It's not as cute as when he was asleep. Wait, why should I praise a man for being cute?

Xing Yun looked at Gu Yan in a daze as if no one else was there, and was speechless, so he could only say: "Why are you stopping me?"

Only then did Gu Yan come back to his senses, cleared his throat, and said, "Yesterday, the doctor said that you can only eat liquid food within 24 hours."

"Oh." Xing Yun stretched out his hand to the milk in the refrigerator.

In the end, Gu Yan stopped him again.

"There is warm millet porridge in the kitchen, go and eat that." Gu Yan felt a little uncomfortable.

"No need." Xing Yun doesn't like to drink porridge, he pushes away Gu Yan's hand, and still reaches for milk.

Seeing that Xing Yun didn't listen to him, Gu Yan got a little angry, took the milk away from his hand, and closed the refrigerator door: "Don't drink it."

Xing Yun glanced at him blankly, stopped taking milk, turned around and returned to his seat, ready to start rank training.

Gu Yan followed up: "Hey, don't you want to eat?"

"Ah."

"You really have a big temper," Gu Yan muttered, and then patted Zhinan next to him, "Hey, go get that assistant a bowl of porridge."

Zhinan was watching anime with headphones on, and was taken aback by Gu Yan: "Brother Yan, you scared me to death, I thought it was the coach."

"Go to the kitchen and bring the assistant a bowl of porridge, it's in the rice cooker." Gu Yan repeated.

"Ah? Why did I go?" Zhinan scratched his head.

"Are you letting me go?" Gu Yan glared at Zhinan, "Do I look like the kind of person who can serve porridge for others?"

Zhinan shook his head decisively: "Not like."

"That's fine, you go quickly." Gu Yan urged him.

Zhinan had no choice but to get up and go to the kitchen to serve Xing Yun a bowl of millet porridge, then walked to his place and put it in his hand.

Xing Yun had just started a game of customization, and was practicing his touch. When he saw the extra porridge bowl next to him, he saw Zhinan next to him, and looked at him with puzzled eyes.

"Brother Yan asked me to bring it over. You can take it to the kitchen after you finish eating. I want to watch two more episodes of anime while the coach is away. Bye." Zhinan hurried away after finishing speaking.

Xing Yun looked at the porridge bowl, leaned back the chair, looked over the three of them at Gu Yan, Gu Yan's back was straight, Xing Yun was a little confused, why did this person care so much about his own food today?

"Eat it, it's not poisonous." Cong Rong who was next to him turned his head and said.

"I know." Two black lines were drawn on Xing Yun's forehead, no matter what Gu Yan did, it was impossible for him to poison him by poisoning the porridge.

"At noon today, I saw Gu Yan asked his aunt to cook millet porridge, but he didn't eat it himself, and he didn't let others eat it," Cong Rong said, "It should taste good, if you don't believe me, try it."

Xing Yun was a little surprised, was it specially made for him?I couldn't help picking up the bowl, took a spoonful with a spoon, and put it in my mouth. It was soft and sweet, not thin or thick, and the temperature was just right.

Xing Yun was indeed a little hungry, and ate the whole bowl of porridge one spoonful after another.

Seeing that Xing Yun had finished eating, Cong Rong smiled and said, "We really thought you were beaten like that by Gu Yan last night."

"No, I hit him, but he didn't fight back." Xing Yun explained.

Cong Rong looked at him in surprise: "Did you really hit him?"

Xing Yun nodded.

Cong Rong gave him a thumbs up: "You are amazing."

Xing Yun picked up the porridge bowl and went to the kitchen.

Although Gu Yan sat far away from Xing Yun, he kept watching him secretly. When he saw Xing Yun walking out, he also got up and went to the kitchen.

Xing Yun was washing the dishes, when he heard footsteps behind him, he didn't turn his head, but continued to wash the dishes.

"Cough cough."

The person behind him cleared his throat somewhat deliberately.

Xing Yun pretended not to hear.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The coughing sound behind him couldn't be said to be deliberate, but artificial.

Xing Yun still turned off the faucet slowly, wiped off the water droplets on the bowl with kitchen paper towels, and then put the bowl into the cupboard.

"Hey, I'm such an adult standing here, can't you see?" Gu Yan was ignored by Xing Yun for a long time, and finally couldn't help it.

Xing Yun closed the cupboard door: "I didn't see it."

"..." But Xing Yun turned his back to him, saying that there was nothing wrong with him if he didn't see it.

"Well, is the porridge delicious?" Gu Yan touched his nose and asked.

"It's delicious, thank you." Xing Yun looked at Gu Yan.

Gu Yan couldn't look directly into Xing Yun's eyes, his eyes were a little erratic, but he pretended to be calm: "Thank you, why are you thanking me? I didn't burn it. If you want to thank, thank Auntie Base."

"I said thank you, thank you for sending me to the hospital last night." Xing Yun looked at Gu Yan with sincere eyes, the attack last night was worse than ever, the pain was so painful that he really thought he was going to die .

"Cough," Gu Yan's eyes became even more erratic, "There's nothing to be thankful for, anyway, we're on the same team, I can't watch you die from pain."

Being stared at by Xing Yun, Gu Yan felt that the temperature on his face was rising, so he quickly changed the subject: "Also, you punched me last night, shouldn't you apologize to me?"

After finishing speaking, Gu Yan pushed forward the corners of his mouth that had scabbed over.

Xing Yun wanted to laugh a little, but he knew that if he laughed, the bag in front of him would definitely explode again, so he held back, and said following Gu Yan's will: "I'm sorry, I was impulsive last night. "

Summer, who wanted to get some fruit, just entered the kitchen when he heard such explosive words, and asked, tongue-tied: "You, you guys, what did you do last night?" This impulse is an impulse he understands, right?

Xing Yun and Gu Yan turned their heads together and said in different voices.

"fight."

"Go to the hospital."

Summer patted his chest and took a deep breath: "It's okay..."

"Is it okay to be in the hospital?" Gu Yan frowned, "Is there anyone like you as a teammate?"

"I'm not saying it's okay to go to the hospital, I'm saying..." Summer didn't know what to say, especially since both of them were looking at him with piercing eyes.

"Forget it, forget it, you two don't understand." Summer waved his hand, and went past the two to cut fruit at the counter, "By the way, it's almost the end of the month, brother Yan, Yunyun, you two live broadcast often enough ?"

Xing Yun and Gu Yan looked at each other, both eyes were full of despair.

"..."

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