Warm Water Spirits

Jiang Yunqi didn't leave the hotel this time, he went back to his room and sat alone for a while.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and the sky outside the window was gloomy. The previous light rain officially fell, turning into a gray rain curtain, and the street pedestrians in the field of vision became blurred.The two days since they left Barcelona and arrived in Paris have been cloudy and rainy.

The floor-to-ceiling sofa where one person sits next to the bed is close to the window.Jiang Yunqi opened the window, and the rain came in along the direction of the wind, wet the curtains and carpets, and the colors became different shades.

Jiang Yunqi watched it in a daze.The blue eyes had no brilliance, maybe because the room was already dark.His slender black eyelashes drooped down, and he was not energetic. He looked like a different person from the focused and high-spirited e-sports youth on the field.The marks between the eyebrows are not heavy, but at a glance, it makes people think that he has something on his mind.The ends of the eyes were still a little red, and a few strands of forehead hair fell down and brushed against the fine eyelashes.

His expression was lonely and dazed, as if he knew what he was doing, but he didn't seem to know.

He stayed out of his own affairs, like a soaked and exhausted chick, because of an accident, he stood on the edge of a cliff, stretched out his fragile and young feet to test, and the falling sand told him that even if he had wings, he Fear of falling and eventually falling to death.

Jiang Yunqi exhaled slowly, lowered his head and buried his knees.

The arena full of voices, applause and cheers is still ahead.

The opponents who passed by in the foggy jungle a moment ago, the continuous sound of sniper shots, and the roar of the grenade exploding beside him that almost pierced the eardrums, all of these were also extremely clear.

What is more clear is the scene where Suihu lay motionless behind a bush in order to avoid his hateful companions.

"...You seem to have integrated this state into your daily life. The high pressure in childhood has formed a habit that affects the present. Although you can't feel it, once the extra force appears, it will be too late."

Jiang Yunqi can still remember what he said to him a few months ago.

Sitting in the consulting room on a scorching July day, he didn't think much of what he was being told.But right now, he seems to be able to understand the unfinished meaning of Qi Jian's words.

He will get sick again.

It's not a physical ailment, it's a mental illness... Jiang Yunqi thought that he would become abnormal.

He can't get rid of Suihu, and he will never be normal in his life.

The cell phone that was in his pocket rang again.

Jiang Yunqi maintained the posture of holding himself, without moving.

It's just that the caller is persistent.

After three or four calls, Jiang Yunqi took out his mobile phone to check, it was Wenwen.

"Uncle!"

As soon as the call was connected, Wenwen came from the other end of the phone with a loud voice: "What's wrong with you! I didn't see you in the live broadcast! It was the same before, and you disappeared after the fourth round! I asked my parents to find you, and they I couldn’t find it. I called you later, but you didn’t answer! Where are you, little uncle? You are amazing! Netizens are praising you! The 666 kind! Little uncle? Are you there, little uncle?”

Wenwen spoke lightly and quickly, with the bright and lively tone unique to little girls but not at all offensive, she finished speaking in one breath without waiting for Jiang Yunqi to answer.

Jiang Yunqi couldn't help laughing, and hurriedly said before Wenwen: "I'm a little tired, so I came back first. Is sister Pei Yue okay, brother-in-law Wencuo? Where's Wenyi?"

Wenwen obviously didn't focus on her parents and younger brother, she said concisely: "I'm playing with Wen Yi. Wen Yi is getting fat! He's really a little chubby! Dun! No girl will like it in the future!"

Jiang Yunqi: "..."

At this time, Aunt Song's voice came, with a smile: "Does anyone say that about your brother? Call me. I want to talk to the brat."

Wenwen refused, picked up the phone and ran away: "I still have a lot of questions to ask my little uncle! Aunt Song comes first, then arrives!"

Aunt Song couldn't help laughing.

Wenwen didn't know where she was going, when Pei Zhe's slightly lowered voice suddenly came from outside the phone, she couldn't hear clearly, but Jiang Yunqi knew it was Pei Zhe.

"Brother Pei is here?" Jiang Yunqi asked.

Wenwen was about to go around the living room and go to her own room, when she heard this, she turned her head and glanced at Pei Zhe: "Ang! Uncle is very busy! Super busy—" She covered her mouth and whispered: "Let me tell you, little uncle. , Uncle didn’t even look at you better than—"

"Wenwen."

Pei Zhe's voice reached Jiang Yunqi's ears very clearly.

Wenwen fell silent.

Pei Zhe said, "Give me the phone."

Jiang Yunqi didn't know what expression Wenwen was doing now, but she must have obediently handed over the phone.

Because in the next second, Pei Zhe called him: "Yun Qi."

A few meters away, Aunt Song laughed loudly: "Wenwen's first-come-first-served is so uncertain."

Wenwen was probably very angry, but there was nothing she could do.After a while, he raised his head unwillingly and asked Pei Zhe, "Aren't you busy, uncle?"

Pei Zhe glanced down at her without changing his face: "Well, I'm not busy." He turned and went to the balcony.

Jiang Yunqi laughed for a while.

Pei Zhe laughed when he finished laughing, thought for a while and said to Jiang Yunqi, "I didn't miss your game. I answered the phone in the middle."

Jiang Yunqi smiled lightly again.

Pei Zhe could only listen to him laughing at himself.

After laughing, Jiang Yunqi didn't speak, the phone was stuck to his ear, and his heart felt empty.

It seemed that after the previous emotion disappeared, there was no other emotion to fill it up for a while, and he seemed extremely lonely, and his eyes suddenly became sore.

Even through an overseas phone call, Pei Zhe was keenly aware of the change in Jiang Yunqi's mood.

"What's the matter?" Pei Zhe asked him, his voice a few degrees lower than before.Others sounded like coaxing.

Jiang Yunqi didn't speak, but when Pei Zhe asked him, he wanted to cry even more.But he couldn't make Pei Zhe worry too much, otherwise what would happen in the future.Although he wanted Pei Zhe to be by his side all the time, it was impossible.

Pei Zhe frowned: "Yun Qi? What happened?"

Jiang Yunqi's throat was choked, and his speech became hoarse: "Brother Pei, I miss you."

It's not that this sentence has never been said before, but this time it is different from before.

Pei Zhe said, "I'll see you next week, and then go out to play. Yun Qi won't cry."

Jiang Yunqi nodded, sniffed his nose, his wet eyes touched his knees, and tears trickled down: "I don't want to compete anymore. I want to go back to study."

Pei Zhe didn't ask the reason, and immediately agreed: "Okay. You can do whatever you want, baby."

Jiang Yunqi suddenly laughed, raised his eyes to look at the dark sky outside the window, and said coquettishly: "You have never called me like that to my face..."

The moment he opened his mouth to act like a baby, his mood gradually calmed down a lot.

Pei Zhe didn't speak, but thought for a while and said, "This is practice in advance, and I call you that every day when we meet."

Jiang Yunqi blushed: "No, it's too nasty."

Pei Zhe bent his lips: "Brother Pei doesn't think so. Brother Pei likes it very much."

Jiang Yunqi blushed even more.

Pei Zhe was always frank and straightforward in many things facing him. Later, Jiang Yunqi thought that this was the sense of security that Pei Zhe gave him.