your glory my sniper

Yu Jianglan has always kept his mind very deep. No matter what happens, he will show outsiders a calm and peaceful state.

His expression management is so good that it makes people feel distressed.

But maybe because of the day and night together these days, Ling Jibei was keenly aware of his unhappiness the moment he stepped into the ward.

"What's wrong, Brother Lan?" He was playing a training match, and when he saw this, he quickly closed the microphone and raised his eyes: "Is something wrong at home?"

Yu Jianglan smiled: "No, just play your game."

Ling Jibei glanced again, then turned on the voice, frowning in disgust:

"Tsk, Brother Nan, what are you doing squatting there? Go open your field of vision."

"Brother Dong, can you be more wretched, you are already a mature ADC."

"Chengxi, Bajie, you are so good at playing, you are really a pig."

[first blood! 】

Longkeng started a team, mid laner Zhang Chen's Shangguan had just been promoted to the fourth level, a beautiful combo, and won the first blood at the limit.

"Beautiful, brother Chen will always be a god!"

"This wave is not bad! Brother Nan is dead! Happy you, me, and everyone!"

...

Ling Jibei was full of passion and eloquent.

The four people collectively blacked out: Captain, can you condescend to come out of the crystal first?

Ling Jibei: "I'm in the hospital, suddenly there's no signal, it's delayed by 460, I can't help it! If it's not 460 or 459, I can kill five of them in one go! Eh? It's okay, it's not stuck, I'll come Brothers..."

No one ignored him.

...

Although the net will get stuck from time to time, but generally speaking, it doesn't affect too much. After one night, I still win more and lose less.

Even Zhang Chen was a little relieved that Ling Jibei seemed to be more focused than before.

The five of them are like this. Even if there is a gap in reality, they still have a tacit understanding in the game after all.

Excluding Team Ling's workplace PUA, in fact, the staffing of each position of the team can be regarded as the top level in the profession, and it can be said to be a strong "fairy team".

Such a team is something that Yu Jianglan cannot envy.

In other words, the first team of DLK's Kings branch left Ling Jibei, and they could still give it a try, but the first team of PUBG without Yu Jianglan would be nothing.

Seeing that the invitational game is about to start, it is impossible to say that they are not worried. Yu Jianglan knows that once this game without him is ugly, the mentality of the team members will definitely collapse.

During his absence, Bai Nuo was the acting captain.

Speaking of these days, Bai Nuo's mouth burst into a big bubble.

He sent a message to Yu Jianglan, saying that the training match was a mess, Gu Feng was not capable enough, Zhu Zijian made frequent mistakes recently, Jing Baiyan lost his temper all the time, and now he is getting more and more broken.

Bai Nuo: Now there are already many public opinions outside, saying that the current DLK is just a vegetable team, which is very false.

In the past, when Yu Jianglan was around, almost no one dared to roll with the DLK team, but now, after several rounds of trials and explorations in the training match, many teams have begun to be ready to move, and they have the idea of ​​​​competing with the DLK team in the game.

He was anxious, but there was nothing he could do.

He watched the replay videos of the training match one by one, recorded and summarized them in detail and sent them to the group, but the effect was minimal.

Mistakes that shouldn't be made will still be made again, and the basic standard is still not up to the mark.It seemed that everyone's hearts had fallen apart, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stick them together.

Yu Jianglan got angry, suffered from insomnia almost every night, palpitations and easily startled, and occasionally talked in his sleep with a crying voice.

Can't hear what it is, just very wronged.

Ling Jibei's heart ached.

So he asked someone to merge the two beds together. Every night, when Brother Lan couldn't sleep well, he would move over and stretch out his arms to wrap him in his arms.

The hand landed lightly on his slightly trembling back, patting lightly and lightly, and then turning into a gentle caress little by little.

Be honest, be quiet.

...

After another two days like this, one night, Yu Jianglan woke up suddenly, sat up suddenly, startled Ling Jibei beside him.

The latter rubbed his sleepy eyes in a daze, and let out a long sigh of relief: "What's wrong, Brother Lan..."

"wrong."

The corner of Yu Jianglan's forehead was soaked in cold sweat, and under the reflection of the night, it was shimmering lightly and dimly. He shook his head and went to the bedside to grab his mobile phone, muttering: "No..."

Ling Jibei thought he was stunned from sleep: "What's wrong, brother Lan, are you having nightmares again?"

Yu Jianglan turned on the phone, frantically looking through the news of the past two days.

It's not that he doesn't know how short of money Shen Qiang is, but this time he didn't use his grandmother to persuade him as usual.

This trick has been tried and tested repeatedly, so why didn't he use it? With his personality, it is impossible not to use it.

This is so anomalous.

The reason for this... can only be that grandma's illness is getting worse, or...

problem occurs.

Yu Jianglan's heart sank, and the strong anxiety drove him to call his aunt, but no one answered.

At home, no one answered.

Yu Jianglan glanced at Ling Jibei, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Lingling, I might have to go back to Binzhou."

—

Early flight the next morning.

While Yu Jianglan was waiting for the plane, someone suddenly ran up from behind and blindfolded him.

"Brother Lan!"

A familiar call.

Yu Jianglan couldn't help frowning, took the man's hand and slowly pulled it down, turned around and looked at the child smiling at him, cold and serious: "What are you doing, who let you out of the hospital?"

"Don't worry, I'm fine. I asked the doctor and said I can be discharged." Ling Jibei smiled, took out his class ticket and waved it in front of Yu Jianglan's eyes, and sat on the latter's suitcase, He said loudly, "Binzhou, I'll go with you."

Yu Jianglan was slightly stunned, the short-lived warmth turned into mist and surged from his lonely eyes, he turned his head and said in a low voice: "Fool."

As he spoke, he opened his arms and gently lifted the child off the suitcase: "Don't fall."

I don't know why, although he is only three years older than Ling Jibei, but he always feels that he is worrying about his old father, no matter how old he is, he is still a child.

—

The plane flew from Beijing to Jinan, and then returned to Binzhou by car for two and a half hours from Jinan.

On the way, Yu Jianglan made countless phone calls, but no one answered.

Ling Jibei held his hand and kept comforting him: "It's okay, Brother Lan, maybe you lost your phone, or if something happened temporarily, it's an adult, don't think about it, it's definitely okay."

No matter how much he said, it was useless, Yu Jianglan was trembling all over, bad premonitions came in waves, palpitations continued, and he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't say a word, he just nodded weakly.

When I got home, there was no one there.

The house was a mess, the ground in front of the sofa was full of empty wine bottles, peanut skins were everywhere, and in the ashtray on the coffee table, countless cigarette butts had been soaked yellow and gave off a disgusting smell.

The door of grandma's room was open, and the quilt on the bed was in a mess, and it was not folded.

In my memory, even if the old man is sick, her habit of folding quilts will not change. She can always fold them neatly into a beautiful small square like carving a work of art, and then spread the sheets to see Not a single wrinkle to be seen.

What happened, what exactly happened.

Yu Jianglan's heart was in a mess, although he was almost sure that there was no one in the house, he still stumbled and checked the house from top to bottom.

Finally, I learned from the property downstairs that three days ago, an old lady on the sixth floor suffered a cerebral hemorrhage and was taken away by an ambulance.

Yu Jianglan's throat tightened, he opened his mouth, but couldn't speak for a while, his throat was sore and dry.

Ling Jibei asked the property owner: "Excuse me, do you know which hospital it was sent to?"

Property owner: "It should be the People's Hospital. It's the closest and the best in this area. Generally, all patients in this community go to this hospital."

"Okay, thank you!" Ling Jibei took out his mobile phone and called Didi, and took a taxi to the People's Hospital.

Yu Jianglan was so anxious that she kept calling after getting in the car, and no one answered the phone.

His hands and feet were cold and stiff almost uncontrollably.

Ling Jibei kept holding Yu Jianglan's hand, feeling the trembling that came from the internal organs, non-stop.

"Brother Lan, don't be afraid, it's okay." Ling Jibei went to rub his bloodless fingertips that were as cold as ice, and forced a smile: "Maybe it's not your grandma, it's just a coincidence that she also lives on the sixth floor. And Even if it is, cerebral hemorrhage can be cured, my dad had a friend who had cerebral hemorrhage, it was very serious at the time, and he was cured later, and he recovered very well!"

Yu Jianglan leaned on the car seat with his eyes closed, his Adam's apple slid down with difficulty, breathing heavily, he raised his thumb, and rubbed the opponent's tiger's mouth.

Tenderness lingers, all in silence.

When he arrived at the hospital, Yu Jianglan reported his grandmother's identity information and inquired about the corresponding ward.

The result was: the patient had passed away three days ago after the rescue was invalid, and he was just taken to the funeral parlor early this morning.

!!!

died of illness.funeral parlor.three days ago.

These words exploded in Yu Jianglan's mind one after another, undoubtedly overlapping thunderbolts from the blue.

His legs were weak, and he was stunned for more than ten seconds. When he spoke again, his voice suddenly became hoarse, and he asked, "Could it be... a mistake?"

"Can you...help me see..."

"That's right, it's Deng Xiufen, look, 78 years old, female, ID number..."

...

It was really a sunny day that day, but the sky suddenly turned dark for a long time.

After all, Yu Jianglan still couldn't see her grandma for the last time.

He rushed to the funeral home, and happened to bump into Shen Qiang and his aunt, who came out surrounded by relatives and friends.

You don't need to think about it, you must have taken this opportunity to collect a lot of gift money.

Shen Qiang was dressed in black, like a dutiful son, holding the ashes urn in both hands, weeping and wailing pretendingly.

When he looked up and saw Yu Jianglan, he was startled at first, and after a fleeting guilty conscience, he returned to that disgusting provocative look.He sent his relatives away, came to an open space next to him, turned sideways and hugged the urn tightly.

This is his last bet.

Yu Jianglan's pupils trembled, and he was furious. It was the first time that his usually cold and calm face showed such clear and direct emotions.Ling Jibei saw the veins on his temples bulging, and his whole body trembled with anger, even his cheeks trembled violently.

"Brother Lan..." Ling Jibei has never seen Yu Jianglan like this before. He stretched out his hand in fear, trying to wrap his fist that was almost shattered and creaking: "Brother Lan, don't be angry..."

Yu Jianglan waved his hand: "Don't worry about it."

As he spoke, he strode forward in front of Shen Qiang. He didn't look at Shen Qiang, but glanced over the man's shoulder to look at his aunt Peng Li standing behind him. That expression of being unbelievably hurt to the extreme made the people on the side Ling Jibei will never forget it.

"Aunt?" Yu Jianglan called her, then stared at her for a long time, then suddenly lowered her head and smiled self-mockingly, "Grandma... passed away... won't you... tell me?"

His voice was so soft that there was almost only one mouth shape left, and his whole body was still trembling: "How could you... do this... to me..."

Over the years, Yu Jianglan has always regarded Peng Li as his mother. He and Shen Maojie have conflicts, and Peng Li always speaks for him.Although Yu Jianglan is not good at expressing, he will firmly remember every bit of aunt's concern for him and will never forget it.

The existence of his aunt also became the reason for him to tolerate Shen Qiang and his son greatly, but now...

Peng Li cried and shook her head: "It's not Lanlan, it's your uncle...he won't let me say... woo... Auntie is sorry for you..."

Shen Qiang was so annoyed by the shrill cry that he frowned: "Cry ass! Hold back!"

Peng Li raised her hand to cover her mouth, still sobbing uncontrollably, she turned her face away and couldn't bear to see Yu Jianglan's expression.

Shen Qiang: "Yu Jianglan, let's talk about the terms."

Yu Jianglan didn't speak, her chest heaved more and more.

Shen Qiang didn't see it, and continued: "In the final analysis, my mother's death was not all because of you, it was you who refused to save me, and I was forced to go to her to borrow money..."

Suddenly realizing that he had slipped his mouth, Shen Qiang stopped it in time: "Anyway, it is now, the ashes are here, you help me pay off the debt, and I will give you the ashes, otherwise..."

He paused for a moment: "But I don't even have this thought left."

Yu Jianglan was still silent.

"Fuck! How shameless you are!" Ling Jibei couldn't stand listening anymore, he clenched his fists and rushed forward, but before he grabbed Shen Qiang's neckline, he saw the latter take the urn from his arms Holding it in front of everyone: "Let go! Okay, Yu Jianglan! How dare you find a helper! Hurry up and let this little brat let go! Otherwise, I'll drop it!"

As he said that, he made a fake move to throw the can on the ground.

"Don't!" Ling Jibei paled in shock, quickly let go of him, bowed his body and stretched out his hands to protect him.

Shen Qiang smiled crookedly, taking advantage of the time when the other party's attention was on the jar, he suddenly raised his knee and bumped against Ling Jibei's lower abdomen, which was where the surgical incision was.

Uh-

"Lingling!"

Ling Jibei covered his stomach in pain and let out a muffled groan.

Before he could bear the pain while bending over, he saw a tall figure passing by him out of the corner of his eye, wrapped in a gust of cold wind.

"Brother Lan!" Ling Jibei raised his hand to tug, but nothing came of it.

Yu Jianglan was no longer what he could hold back, and walked to Shen Qiang in three steps at a time, with a murderous aura bursting out from his whole body.

Seeing this, Shen Qiang was also a little panicked, and quickly raised the jar above his head, threatening: "Stand there for me and don't move! Come one more step and I'll..."

Snapped---

Without saying a word, Yu Jianglan swung his arm vigorously and knocked the urn away from his hand.

It fell to the ground and fell to pieces.

The ashes flew away, like sand caught in the eyes.

"Brother Lan!"

"Lan Lan!"

"Yu Jianglan, you bastard... Ugh! Cough!"

Yu Jianglan didn't show any more sympathy, he grabbed Shen Qiang by the neck and pushed him to the ground on his back.

Shen Qiang was suffocated so that his limbs swayed wildly, his face was so suffocated that it turned blue, looking at Yu Jianglan's scarlet eyes like Shura, he wanted to beg for mercy but couldn't make any sound.

He could see that for Yu Jianglan at that time, the word "property" no longer existed, and he really wanted to die by himself.

Yu Jianglan's fist was as hard as iron, and he punched Shen Qiang's face one after another, making a dull sound.

vent.

Just like all the patience over the years, all the resentment accumulated in the bottom of my heart, all gathered at this moment of wanton behavior.

That speed was really too fast, when Peng Li and Ling Jibei came to his senses and rushed forward to pull him, Shen Qiang had already been beaten so bloody that he couldn't even see his facial features clearly.

Ling Jibei hugged his waist from behind, and pulled back desperately: "Brother Lan, stop beating! Please stop beating! People are going to die! Brother Lan!!!"

Peng Li went to break the hand stuck on Shen Qiang's neck: "Lanlan, let go, let go!!!"

Finally, Yu Jianglan's nerves relaxed, and the moment all the brute force on his body was released, he was staggered by Ling Jibei's huge strength.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Shen Qiang who was wriggling on the ground: "From today... I, Yu Jianglan... have nothing to do with your Shen family."

wow-

Yu Jianglan took out a bunch of things from his pocket and threw them on the ground.

It is the key of the house, the access control card, and the elevator card.

Shen Qiang twitched his body and finally breathed out. He covered his neck with both hands and panted heavily: "...Yu...Jiang...Lan...You...deadly..."

Ling Jibei's eyes were so red that he was about to bleed, he choked up and lowered his head to caress Yu Jianglan's bleeding fist.

Brother Lan, you really scared the kids.

—

The bridge of Shen Qiang's nose and eye sockets were fractured to varying degrees, four teeth were knocked out, and he was admitted to the hospital with a mild concussion.

Yu Jianglan was taken away by the police. When he arrived at the police station, his aunt came forward and said that he would not pursue responsibility. In addition, Shen Qiang was also afraid that the gambling incident would be exposed, so he just punished Yu Jianglan to reflect in the police station all afternoon and conduct some criticism and education. .

Ling Jibei told the police that he was an accomplice, so he was punished and reflected on it.

The police uncle saw that they were not very old, and asked each of them to write a 3000-word self-reflection letter.

Ling Jibei is best at this. When he was in school, he wrote more self-criticisms than homework. He didn't need Brother Lan to worry about it. He created two copies by himself and handed them in.

It was already night when we came out of the police station.

Yu Jianglan raised his head and looked at the sky, the strong wind blew the low cloud and scattered it little by little, but above the cloud layer, the sky was still invisible.

Like, it's going to rain.

Ling Jibei turned his face to look at him.

Yu Jianglan was very calm, as if nothing had happened.

It seemed that it wasn't him who was trembling with fear, it wasn't him who was so sad that his voice became hoarse, and it wasn't him who lost control and almost beat someone to death.

Yu Jianglan remained expressionless, and the corners of her lips were slightly curved, very gentle.

Ling Jibei looked at his profile: "Brother Lan, you can cry if you want to."

Yu Jianglan was slightly startled, and shook his head.

I don't know if I can't cry, or I don't want to.

...

Yu Jianglan returned to the funeral parlor again, precisely found the place where the ashes were broken during the day, and squatted down.

Ling Jibei's heart shrank, and he looked at Yu Jianglan uncomfortable.

It's going to rain soon.

"Why is the wind so strong?" Yu Jianglan took the mobile phone to shine on the dirty concrete floor, twirled it with one hand, and his throat twitched slightly: "It blows so clean..."

His voice was completely hoarse, almost as if he had lost his voice, as if it had been scratched by sandpaper, it was difficult to recognize.

"Sorry…"

He suddenly knelt down, bent over a little bit, choked up, and twitched.

The crying was suppressed in the throat for a long time, from a low whimper to an increasingly uncontrollable sob.

The tears that I endured all afternoon were like beads with a broken thread, falling down and hitting the ground.

"sorry Sorry…"

...

The wind was strong and dust was everywhere.

The sadness that filled the sky wiped away all the arrogance of this man in an instant.

"Grandma...she doesn't want me anymore..." Yu Jianglan's eyes were red, tears streaming down uncontrollably, "I don't have a home anymore..."

It started to rain, and the raindrops fell beside the two of them.

Ling Jibei took off his coat, put it on Yu Jianglan's body, then held his trembling shoulders with both hands, silently pulled him into his arms, hugged him deeply, let him bury his face in his shoulders.

"Okay... okay..." Ling Jibei softly comforted him in his ear, "Brother Lan, you still have me, and Ling Ling."

Ling Jibei tilted his head, looked down at the person in his arms, his eyes were surprisingly bright: "Brother Lan, you have a home."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and kissed Yu Jianglan's lips.

Cold, soft and mesmerizing.

Wind and rain, lightning and thunder, and the sound of passing cars...

Everything that is noisy is stilled and silenced at this moment.

Night falls.

作者有话要说：阿～最近电竞的部分比较少的啦，大家不要急，很快就步入正轨了哈哈哈，话说我也不知道你们更爱看谈恋爱还是打游戏（反正我都不擅长）我还是写虐最擅长（狗头）感谢在2021-03-2121:23:44~2021-03-2319:25:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: Soft and his own father 2;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：许我七日暖14瓶；问枢zw、soft他亲爹10瓶；清秋秋7瓶；serendipity2瓶；我与夏风皆是过客、auuuliih1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!