King's return

On the first night, many players in the training camp moved their pillows and quilts into small boxes in order to seize the time to earn points, and prepared for a long and arduous war of resistance.

Rong Jian, a lucky guy, was sleeping soundly on that comfortable big bed in the suite.

The lights in the living room were turned on very late, and the ashtray next to the notebook was almost full of cigarette butts.

Lin Yanxiu walked into the bedroom lightly. The man with half his head exposed under the quilt at the corner of the big bed fell asleep quietly, breathing deeply.

He lifted the quilt on the other side and got in, and slowly moved to Rong Jian's side, only to find that this guy didn't even wear a t-shirt, only a pair of cotton underwear.

"Idiot, wait until I don't say a word..." Lin Yanxiu thought of his theory of "you have to take off the clothes anyway, so it's better not to wear them", and suddenly wanted to laugh.

He turned sideways to rest on his arm, touched Rong Jian's exposed chest with one hand, and stopped at the heart, clearly feeling the powerful beating under the palm of his hand.

Lin Yanxiu quietly watched Rong Jian's sleeping profile for a long time, then moved his lips to kiss him secretly.

Although he knew that the other party couldn't feel it, in the darkness, he still blushed slightly.

They slept together every night, they were already skin to skin, they were so close, but they didn't pierce the last layer of paper after all.

Lin Yanxiu knew what he was afraid of.

It's not that I'm afraid that I won't be able to do this guy in bed, but once I cross the final limit, there will be no way out.

His proud self-esteem does not allow him to turn back. No matter what he does, he is used to finding a reason for himself, even if it is just an excuse. There is a way out anytime and anywhere, so that he can walk calmly and not lose his composure at any time.

When I was a student, I was attached to Rong Jian and chased him because I admired his superb strength.

Later, when Rong Jian ran into obstacles everywhere, he was recruited into the company, because he ignored the previous suspicions and liked the other party's ability.

After Rong Jian's accident, she persisted in taking care of him for the sake of the company's reputation and to recover the investment that was made on him.

After Rong Jian lost his memory, he raised him in order to keep the OP's cash cow.

The intimacy between them has become more and more beyond expectation, and they even put down their bodies to serve him with their mouths. Lin Yanxiu convinced himself that it was just to stimulate the other party's sense of play.

But now, he was gradually unable to give a reasonable explanation for his behavior.

Lin Yanxiu's cheek was pressed against Rong Jian's shoulder, and his arms were wrapped tightly around his waist.

Rong Jian couldn't see, couldn't hear, and couldn't resist, let alone refuse, but just lay docilely in his arms - just like the days and nights in the hospital.

Lin Yanxiu can boldly kiss and touch him, or imagine a more erotic scene, without worrying about being pushed away.

As long as Rong Jian is not awake, he doesn't need an excuse.

Lin Yanxiu has never been a man who is easy to satisfy, his heart is always full of all kinds of desires, just like his game style when he was playing Beast Race, aggressively expanding, trying to control everything he wants in his hands, Fierce, stubborn, and will not give up until the goal is achieved.

Back then, in order to stay in China and to prove his ability, he insisted on founding OP despite the opposition of his family elders. This stubbornness persisted for five years.

At that time, not long after Rong Jian left, Lin Yanxiu began to frantically find him by all means, but Lu Tinggan always opposed it. Although he would not argue with him on the surface, there were also many obstacles in private.

After procrastinating for more than a year, he finally found Rong Jian in a small arena in an Internet cafe.

At that time, Rong Jian was even more depressed than when he was on the school team, he was so thin that Lin Yanxiu could hardly recognize him.

Lin Yanxiu still clearly remembers that when he found him, the cold look in his eyes was so cold that his stomach was full of words stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say a word.

He blocked Rong Jian at the entrance of the alley, and the two of them were tall and handsome in suits, and a priceless sports car was parked not far away, causing the neighbors around to stare and whisper.

The other one is wearing slippers and carrying instant noodles, standing indifferently in the corner, his worn-out T-shirt is so washed that it is almost colorless, and his hair is messed up, he is thrown on the street squatting, maybe There will be kind people throwing two coins next to it.

Lin Yanxiu didn't know what happened to Rong Jian, he only knew that he was still the same indifferent, no, he was more indifferent to himself than before.

He will always remember the scene at that time.

The entrance of the alley is very narrow, about the width of two or three people side by side, and no one can avoid the other.

Just like that, Rong Jian walked slowly in front of Lin Yanxiu, who was half a head taller than him back then, and looked at him calmly with downcast eyes.

"Are you looking for me?"

His voice did not have the slightest ups and downs of emotion, which was in sharp contrast to Lin Yanxiu's despondent look.

"...Why did you leave suddenly?! You didn't even say hello! Where did you go?"

Rong Jian maintained that slightly frowning expression, remained silent for a while, and then said: "I don't need to tell you what I do."

Lin Yanxiu was choked immediately, as if he had been punched in the chest, and took a breath: "Do you know how long I have been looking for you?! Just like that, suddenly disappeared, do you know that I -"

He suddenly couldn't speak anymore, and saw Rong Jian's eyes, which were dark, deep, cold and even a little mocking.

"Why are you looking for me? Our relationship as teammates is over. You are a high-achieving son, and I'm just a street punk. We don't have any unnecessary relationship."

Lin Yanxiu bit his lip, stared at him with wide eyes, tightly clenched his hand hanging by his side, his knuckles were almost blue, he tried hard to control the calmness of his voice, but there was a little trill in the end.

"That's because... I, I treat you..."

It's a pity that Lin Yanxiu has lived as the proud son of heaven for 22 years. The first time he put down his body to confess to someone, he was mercilessly interrupted by the other party.

"Sorry, I'm not a disgusting homosexual." Rong Jian used such insulting words without hesitation. He even frowned a little more tightly, and his tone was full of disgust and mockery, "If I had known earlier You approached me with such dirty intentions, I would never join your school team."

"Give up, I hate homosexuality, let alone men, and I will never like you!"

Although he knew that Rong Jian had always been a jerk full of thorns, it was the first time he had such intense emotions.

Lin Yanxiu, who was stabbed mercilessly, had no time to think about why Rong Jian was so repulsed, even more disgusted than ordinary people. At that time, he only felt that his mind was blank, as if all the concealment inside and out had been stripped away. As if, unreservedly exposed in full view, despised and trampled on.

In Lin Yanxiu's 27 years, there has never been a more embarrassing moment than that day.

However, for such a proud and superior man, embarrassment is more painful than loss.

In the quiet and dark bedroom, Lin Yanxiu opened his eyes and silently looked at the ceiling.

For some reason, these past few days seem to keep reminding me of the past.

After all these years of working in the mall, he is no longer that ignorant and stubborn young rich young master, but once some things leave deep marks in his heart, no matter how long time passes, he cannot forget them.

After that things were dull.

Since Rong Jian rejected him so bluntly, with Lin Yanxiu's arrogance, of course he wouldn't be so cheap that he put his face on someone's cold ass.

They returned to the state of being strangers again. Lin Yanxiu couldn't bear to look for him again, but Rong Jian would participate in various game competitions, big and small, for a living. A lot of REPs are widely circulated, as well as DVDs of his competitions.

Lin Yanxiu will subconsciously collect all the things about him and hide them in the small study in the bedroom. When he has free time, he will take them out and read them repeatedly.

The picture often freezes when Rong Jian ruthlessly kills his opponent, his usual indifferent face will obviously show excited mood swings, and he will even take off his shirt neatly and throw it on the ground, and then arrogantly shout "Next!" ".

At this time, Rong Jian was so energetic that people couldn't take their eyes off him.

Lin Yanxiu was one of them, even if he was beaten to death, he would not admit it.

Until one day, Lu Tinggan went to drink with him and talked to him a lot, his drunkenness deepened with the alcohol, and his tone gradually became more intense.

When Lin Yanxiu found something in the wine, he knocked over all the wine bottles angrily.

Lu Tinggan blushed, and he would never be afraid of anything he was looking for.

The two quickly wrestled together panting heavily. During the quarrel, Rong Jian was naturally brought up again. After drinking too much, Lu Tinggan, who was unconscious, yelled indiscriminately: "I shouldn't have just broken that Damn bastard with a finger! How dare you come back and dangle in front of your eyes!"

Lin Yanxiu was stunned at the time, and then slapped the other party furiously: "What did you say?! What did you do to Rong Jian back then?!"

That slap not only woke up Lu Tinggan, but also made him burn with anger, and said sarcastically and viciously: "You think I'm interested in that kind of person? He's an ant! I can slap him with one finger. Can crush him to death! Lin Yanxiu, don't be stupid, Rong Jian is not the same kind of person as us, he is straight, you and I both know..."

"You know what? I just told him that you mean that to his ass, hah, and he fell out on the spot!"

"How funny you didn't see the contortion of his face that deserved a punch!"

"...He still dares to scold us, you say, why does that guy?!"

"It's not easy to cut him a little finger! If you don't show him some color, you will think that you are something..."

What happened later, the memory is too long to remember clearly.

Lin Yanxiu vaguely remembered that they were taken out of the detention center later.

In that big fight, both of them died. Lin Yanxiu was ordered to stay at home to recuperate from his injuries. When he calmed down, Lu Tinggan probably didn't have the face to see him again, and was simply taken to the United States by his family members.

Lin Yanxiu had no intention of staying at home at all, and with guilt and apprehension in his heart, he finally mustered up the courage to look for Rong Jian again.

No matter how much Rong Jian hated him, even if he could never accept him, he didn't want to leave such a bad impression in Rong Jian's heart.

It was the first time he went to Rongjian's kennel. The dilapidated old building and the vulgar residents, dirty and humble, made him feel unbearable to stay for another minute.

Lin Yanxiu couldn't imagine how Rong Jian could live in this kind of place for more than 20 years.

That day, he squatted in front of Rong Jian's house, enduring the smell of oily smoke, and waited all afternoon.

But Rong Jian never came back, and he disappeared again.

Lin Yanxiu returned home silently, maybe because he was thinking about it, gave up, or maybe he was tired, but this time he didn't look for anyone with much fanfare.

Rong Jian lived quietly in a certain corner of the city, struggling at the bottom of society.

However, Lin Yanxiu insisted on staying in China to start a business despite the dissuasion of his family.

For several years, they have always been like two parallel lines without any connection.

People always learn to mature through constant injuries, fumbling to stand up after falling, and then looking back on those youthful past events, it is always so ridiculous.

He sighed, ignorant of the youth.

Thinking about it now, Lin Yanxiu felt that he had never really understood Rong Jian.

He just knew that Rong Jian grew up in an orphanage, and later a foster mother adopted him, but died when he was a teenager.

Besides, he didn't know anything about Rong Jian's past, he didn't understand his past, he didn't understand his frozen heart.

Or was it just this vague invisibility that made him chase after him foolishly?

People are like this, what is not available is always the best.

It has been many years since we met again.

The young boss who owns one of the best game companies in the industry is sitting gracefully on a high leather chair, with several resumes of professional gamers on his desk.

On the top copy, the word Rong Jian was written in the name, and Lin Yanxiu glanced at it calmly.

Originally, he didn't want to meet that person again—it was embarrassing for him to lose his composure once, and Lin Yanxiu, who cherishes his feathers, never put himself in any embarrassing situation.

But this name is like a curse, it's okay if you can't see it, but once you get out from a certain corner again, you will be fascinated, and you can't help but think about him again.

He soon learned of Rong Jian's experience of hitting a wall in other companies.

Lin Yanxiu convinced himself that he was hired because of his strength, and it could be regarded as a little compensation for the past.

Therefore, under the personal care of the boss, Rong Jian's life in the OP was very smooth, with a good income, and was even deliberately promoted higher and higher, hyped like a star.

But Rong Jian doesn't care about these other things at all, he just needs to concentrate on playing games.

He also has the capital to support his arrogance in the clouds.

The two met occasionally in the company casually, and both of them nodded and greeted politely, just like ordinary subordinates and superiors, even colder.

I am afraid that apart from Lin Yanxiu, no boss can tolerate Rong Jian's arrogance.

Others in the OP found it incredible that the President Lin they knew was obviously the most tolerant of others being arrogant in front of him.

As the old saying goes, Rong Jian is the only exception.

That period of time was quite ordinary, and the relationship between the two of them was like a touch of water, although they were not close, they were not far away.

Lin Yanxiu can control everything around Rong Jian, and can occasionally see him not far away from him. Even if this kind of relationship can't go further, it can be regarded as a kind of plain security.

But this balance was finally broken by his greed...