bereavement

Xie Qin handed him one, and kindly reminded: "You can't smoke this cigarette."

"Your mother is so funny, who do you look down upon?"

Wan Zeyu snatched it, lit it and took a deep breath. The expression on his face was disdainful, but now it was so hot that he stuck out his tongue and coughed non-stop, "...vomit..."

Xie Qin made him amused: "Does your face hurt? Cerebellar palsy."

"Wait, I will solo with Lao Tzu later." Wan Zeyu threw the cigarette into the trash can, fiercely.

When they went to the Internet cafe, the two played 1V1 first. Xie Qin's rank was higher than Wan Zeyu's, and he showed a lot of quick moves. The biggest problem was the waves, which would float when they swelled.

Wan Zeyu played the game with a very stable mentality, and he did not collapse against the wind. In addition, Xie Qin’s charitable behavior of jumping the tower to give away the head, the rhythm was slowly brought to his side in the later stage. But it's too late.

"Hahahahahahaha," Wan Zeyu pointed his middle finger at Xie Qin: "Trash."

Xie Qin took a puff of cigarettes and was not in any mood. He didn't have such things as face and desire to win. Wan Zeyu pulled him into a duo. After entering, Xie Qin didn't hesitate to grab the jungler position decisively. He really deserved a beating. Said to Wan Zeyu:

"Play a female assistant, follow me."

"..."

Wan Zeyu made him so angry that he couldn't speak, "It's a big deal with your mother, Lao Tzu, Dharma King, please."

"Xianfu, don't be silly," Xie Qin flicked the cigarette ash, "Just lay down the trash and we'll be done."

"Okay, if you lose this one, your mother will die."

Xie Qin glanced at him, his mouth was stinky and fragrant.

I don't know if Wan Zeyu did it on purpose, or if he didn't realize that he was a support. In the beginning, he followed Xie Qin to play red. In the end, when there was a trace of blood, he released the second skill. The red buff was directly given to him by the first support.

"Damn it!" Xie Qin yelled at him: "Your mother's hand trembles?!"

Wan Zeyu coughed in embarrassment: "Too much."

The voice in the team sounded, and a girl reminded: "...you didn't turn off the microphone."

Then another girl said: "If you don't know how to play, don't grab support, speechless."

When Xie Qin heard the woman's voice, goosebumps erupted all over his body.

The fabled pinching Lolita made him come across it, and he couldn't hear what the woman was saying, she was pinching so hard it sounded like a thermos cork in her nostrils.

"Smelly sister straightened her tongue and spoke." Wan Zeyu was very shameless.

"Who should I call my stinky sister?"

The boys who lined up with Loliyin sweetly also opened the mic. They wanted to choose jungler and support at first, but they were snatched away by Xie Qin and Wan Zeyu. They were originally resentful, but they found out that the support was a rookie.

"Stop arguing," reminded Guan Mai's girl a little annoyed, "If you don't accept it, you will go to 1V1 later, and finish this game first."

Luo Liyin and the dog licking man didn't make any more noises, and turned off the microphone. Xie Qin and Wan Zeyu were hurting each other with the opposite ADC, and they couldn't pay attention to them. Just after the girl finished speaking, the "First Blood" system sounded.

Xie Qin took a blood.

"I milk you, I milk you."

Wan Zeyu hurriedly said that Xie Qin started to wave again, and he dared to go to the opposite side to fight against the wild with only one bar left on the health bar. He was chasing after the milk. When the red buff was about to be obtained, four people came. Thanks to Xie Qin in an emergency Grab the red.

Wan Zeyu blocked the attack while breastfeeding him, and the screen turned gray after a short while. Among the three teammates, two were idiots. The young couple has never pushed the tower or joined the team since the beginning of the game. They have been shopping. Only the ADC girl came to support , but missed the big move, and was instantly overwhelmed by the opponent.

Wan Zeyu couldn't see the tragedy. He closed his eyes and counted the seconds in his heart, waiting for his resurrection.

After three seconds.

"Double Kill!"

"Damn?" He was startled, and opened his eyes to look, but he didn't expect that Xie Qin could turn the tables and fight back, even...

"Triple Kill!"

"Quatre Kill!"

"Anally has been laid"

"..."

The pentakill was close at hand but he didn't get it, Xie Qin angrily yelled "Fuck your mother" and punched the keyboard.

"Amazing, I'm going to lie down," Wan Zeyu praised him, "It depends on you tonight, Brother Yewang."

Xie Qin lay down on the computer chair with a sullen face, and lit a cigarette to calm down.

However, after one night, Wan Zeyu not only didn't feel happy, but also flew into a rage. Xie Qin led him to kneel twelve times, and Xie Qin was the MVP in eight times. He played suicide, and the enemy's wild area was his home. All kinds of saucy operations.

In the middle of the night, Wan Zeyu was so angry that he almost fainted, and yelled at Xie Qin several times. If he hadn't bought a pack of cigarettes in advance, he would still have fought with Xie Qin.

From all night to six in the morning, Wan Zeyu was sleepy. He got a room in the hotel next to the Internet cafe, and Laseqin slept. He got up in the afternoon and went back to W8 to practice singing together, but was rejected.

"Oh, then you died suddenly," Wan Zeyu looked at Xie Qin's dark circles under his eyes, "what could be more important than sleep?"

Xie Qin had just washed his face in the toilet to refresh his mind, his eyelids drooped from sleepiness, and the water dripped down, looking decadent like a beggar.

He didn't answer Wan Zeyu's words, and while walking forward, he waved his back to him and said lazily, "Let's go."

Wan Zeyu groaned, watching his back, seeing him getting further and further away from him until he disappeared around the corner.

Xie Qin took a taxi back to the unfinished building. He stood in the room and looked around. It seemed that there was nothing he was reluctant to part with. He was going to move to the W8 headquarters. His daily job was to attend classes, practice songs, write songs, and occasionally participate in some competitions and commercials.

Although the house was bought, Xie Qin didn't want to rent it out to others, preferring to keep it idle.

It may sound absurd, but Xie Qin always felt that when he was not around, there was still someone living in this house. If he sold the house, that person would not be able to find a home, and it would be winter in one month. The chair was very cold and I couldn't sleep.

Xie Qin only took away a black peaked cap, which he put on to cover his eyes. Before leaving, he glanced at the neighbor's house. Pregnant women were playing cards, and four shirtless men were squatting in the corner. With some white powder.

After going downstairs, Xie Qin took out his mobile phone and dialed 110.

I have the opportunity to see more about how the anti-drug policemen died and how tragic it was. With a salary of 3000 yuan, they fought against the most extreme desperadoes. This is not something that can be summed up in a sentence. .

No matter how animal Xie Qin is, no matter how anti-social his personality is, he still knows that there are some things that are absolutely untouchable. He doesn't mind any bad habits, except poison.