handicapped god, 666

The willful glory of the past, the arrogance of the gods, were all ruined by an accident. Ding Yang seemed to have no future without games. Since the first time he touched a handheld computer at the age of eight, games have almost occupied his entire life. One-third of Ding Yang's life, except for the daily life of normal people and the study that students should have, Ding Yang basically spends in front of the game console. As a middle school student, he won the championship of the Crusaders, and he was recruited into the e-sports circle before graduating from high school. Until now, he still misses it.

So what if you just remember it?

The road to becoming a god is not rough at all for Ding Yang. The words of reaching the sky in one step are referring to Ding Yang, who is extremely talented in games, but becoming a god does not mean that he can rest easy. If the height is higher, there will be countless people trying their best to pull them down. Even if they can't get on the throne, they will still dislike someone being on the throne for one reason or another.

Jealousy, what an ugly emotion, destroys not only the person who has such emotion, but also the innocent target who is forced to bear that emotion.

Ding Yang's hand injury was an accident, yes, but it was an accident that could have been prevented. Until now, he still hated the man who withdrew his hand at the last moment, but at the same time, he was afraid of the man who almost showed his hand at that moment. The jealousy that devoured him.

The pain in his fingers was transmitted continuously through the nerves, Ding Yang was almost out of breath, looking at the Yitian poster in front of him, how much Ding Yang wanted to turn around and run away, just like he did, but he couldn't move, as if It was like a stone weighing a thousand catties tied up, unable to move at all.

When the mixed emotions of sadness, pain, hatred and fear in his heart were almost engulfing Ding Yang, a low and pleasant voice like the sound of a zither was poured into Ding Yang's ears. Pulled Ding Yang out of the emotional quagmire.

"Xiao Yang?"

At the moment when the voice sounded, Ding Yang turned his head and looked over, the emotion on his face and eyes had no time to cover up, and it just fell into the eyes of the visitor.

"Are you okay?" Han Lin's serious face relaxed slightly, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, and he strode forward towards Ding Yang.

Ding Yang subconsciously blinked his sore eyes, stared blankly at Han Lin walking towards him, and stretched out his hand to him.

Han Lin's fingers are very long, with distinct joints, and his skin is as fair as all the students in the calculator department. When it fell on Ding Yang's forehead, the heat on it made Ding Yang stunned. It was at this time that he realized His forehead was full of sweat.

As if he didn't care at all, Han Lin reached out and wiped the sweat from Mo Dingyang's forehead, and his slightly long bangs were soaked, curled up and stuck to his forehead.

Han Lin plucked Ding Yang's bangs with his fingers, revealing his white forehead, and also revealed his face that he had been hiding all this time, which made people's eyes flash.

After brushing aside his bangs, Han Lin rubbed his fingers on Ding Yang's forehead twice before retracting his hand.

It's just that for some reason, Ding Yang always has the feeling that that person is unwilling to give up...

After the heat on the forehead left, a gust of wind hit and blew on the not yet fully dry forehead, bringing a trace of coolness, and finally brought Ding Yang back to his senses.

He quickly closed his eyes and calmed down his emotions as quickly as possible. Perhaps his attention was diverted and he no longer paid attention to the relationship with the Yitian poster. Ding Yang quickly recovered his mood. It can also be used against others.

"I'm fine." Ding Yang took a step back slightly. He raised his hand and touched his forehead, as if he wanted to wipe his own sweat, but he wanted to distance himself from the person opposite, and wipe off the stain left on his forehead by the other person. under the touch.

Afraid of Han Lin's questioning, Ding Yang tried to change the subject, "Why is the senior here? Do you still have to go to school?"

Ding Yang's actions made Han Lin's eyes darken, but he was quickly restrained by him, and said "um" flatly, "I'm going to the Datian dormitory, we still have some projects to do."

"Remember to report the progress next week?" Ding Yang asked casually.

Han Lin said "um" and didn't speak any more. The atmosphere suddenly became quiet and strange.

Ding Yang was a little uncomfortable just now when he was caught in the embarrassment deep in his heart. He lowered his eyes and said calmly, "Then I won't waste the senior's time."

These words obviously meant to end the topic directly and leave. Han Lin looked deeply at Ding Yang, but the other party never looked at him, so he could only say "huh".

Ding Yang got permission, and immediately started to leave, but when his figure passed by Han Lin, Han Lin suddenly turned sideways, stretched out his hand and grabbed Ding Yang's arm.

Unexpectedly, Han Lin would do this. Ding Yang looked up in amazement. Before he could ask, Han Lin said one step ahead of him: "Call me if you have anything to do." Ding Yang did not loosen his hand.

Ding Yang stared blankly at the other party, knowing that Han Lin's words were because of the embarrassment he accidentally ran into just now. Although he has been reluctant to show himself in front of outsiders, such behavior still made Ding Yang's heart fluctuate a little.

He lowered his eyes slightly, didn't say anything, just nodded his head lightly, and immediately felt the hand on his arm loosen. Before he could raise his head, the hand landed on his head and rubbed it lightly. Then stop.

He didn't talk to Han Lin, and he didn't look at him again, maybe it was impolite, but under Han Lin's actions, the wall Ding Yang built in a hurry seemed to collapse at any moment, making him seem like he was running away As soon as he turned around, he walked away quickly, completely unaware that the person behind him was standing there all the time, as if guarding with his eyes, until he couldn't see him, then he looked back sadly.

Ding Yang, who hurried home, flung himself onto the sofa in the living room as soon as he got back.

Originally, I wanted to live alone. For Ding Yang, the living room was actually optional, so he didn’t have much requirements for the decoration. The sofa is naturally not too big, but fortunately, Ding Yang is thin and doesn’t take up much space at all. , It's just right for him to be alone.

It was hard for Ding Yang to clear up his emotions on the sofa. When Ding Yang came back to his senses, he found that the surroundings were dark. He didn’t know how long it had passed, and even his stomach was rumbling. At this time, Ding Yang realized that he forgot to buy dinner and came back. , making him fall down on the sofa again, looking weak.

Later, he was still too hungry, so Ding Yang had to cheer up and forced himself to go out. Looking at the rice balls on the shelf, he gritted his teeth and bought several, planning to put them in the refrigerator, so as not to encounter this situation again. , but forgot that rice balls like this kind of rice balls have a short shelf life, and maybe they will go bad before that time, or they will be digested by Ding Yang himself, so rice balls are definitely not a good thing to store food for choose!