your glory my sniper

Yu Jianglan turned on the faucet to the maximum, listening to the sound of the rushing water hitting the inner wall of the pool, he suddenly felt a little ringing in his ears.

He propped himself on the countertop of the sink and vomited for 10 minutes before he recovered a little bit, but there was still bitter acid water in his throat.

Yu Jianglan rinsed his mouth first, and then began to wash his dirty hands.He lowered his eyes and carefully soaped his hands, rubbing out layers of dense and soft foam...

Just as she was about to rinse, she accidentally looked up at herself in the mirror, Yu Jianglan was stunned for a moment.

The face and lips of the person in the mirror were pale. Although his cheeks were flushed due to the fever, he couldn't lift the slightest hint of color. He looked worrisomely sick at first glance.

Yu Jianglan doesn't look in the mirror very often, and it's very rare that he observes himself so closely, for a long time, and in detail, so detailed that he can even see the lines in the corners of his eyes clearly.

It is old, to be precise, it is the vicissitudes of life.

The vicissitudes of life at the age of 23...

Yu Jianglan suddenly gave a hoarse laugh, a little helpless, more emotion.

In just half a year, too many uncontrollable things happened. In retrospect, there were even more twists and turns than his previous twenty years.

First, he was banned from games to discredit his career, then his back injury recurred and he suffered again and again. His uncle was entangled in gambling debts and was threatened by the opposing team. His grandmother died unexpectedly. Paralyzed for a short period of time, after which the team disbanded and became homeless...

Hold.

If it hadn't been for personal experience, Yu Jianglan really couldn't believe that a living person could be so miserable.

Probably because people stay in the trough for a long time, they will be saved.

He met Ling Jibei.

The first time Yu Jianglan met Ling Jibei was at the year-end reception last year.Because of his business cooperation, he was angry with the leaders above. When he was sitting in the corner drinking, he felt a very strong gaze pass through the crowd and stare at his face.

He followed his gaze and saw Ling Jibei who was chatting and laughing with others while holding a champagne glass.

The kid at that time was much more flamboyant than now, with bleached silver hair and a well-tailored pure black suit, at first glance he looked like an aristocrat with a second illness.

Because the other party's face was too protruding, Yu Jianglan couldn't help but take a second look.Watching Ling Jibei laughing unscrupulously, teasing the leader, and socializing with unfamiliar members.

His smile is beautiful, his teeth are very white, and his youthful air is inexplicably enviable.

It wasn't long before Ling Jibei came to the club, and Yu Jianglan didn't know why he was so happy, he didn't know anyone well, and just had a drink with himself in the public.

Later, Yu Jianglan left the field, deliberately passed by him, and inadvertently glanced at him from the corner of his eye.

The hair behind Ling Jibei's ear was shaved short, and he wore an earring on his left ear, which should be a diamond, which shone amazingly under the light.He has a very special energy about him, wild and uninhibited, dotted with pieces of gorgeous, not at all masculine.

It was just a glance, and they passed by, but what Yu Jianglan didn't expect was that this person appeared in his dream for no reason that night.I can't remember the content clearly, but the face is exceptionally clear.

Thinking about it later, maybe all of this was not accidental, and he suddenly believed in this matter of destiny.

He doesn't dream often.

...

In Yu Jianglan's mind, it was like watching a movie, recalling the past.Before he knew it, the foam on his hands had been rubbed completely dry, astringently solidified on his fingers, and he turned on the faucet and turned on the water to rinse.

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Yu Jianglan came out of the bathroom, and on the way to the training room, he thought about a lot of what Ling Jibei had said.He said that he was eccentric and treated his ex-girlfriend better than him. He seemed to be competing with Ye Xiyi intentionally or unintentionally.He also said that if he hurt himself again, he would not have the courage to continue.

Yu Jianglan suddenly felt aggrieved, and there was some sadness in the grievance. He regarded Ling Jibei as his life, without him, he would really die.

It's just that he is used to introverted feelings, and if he can't express this deep love, the other party will naturally not feel it, but he doesn't know that his subconscious words are stabbing his heart.

If it wasn't for Ling Jibei, he probably wouldn't be alive now...

He has never been an optimistic person. The so-called being strong means suppressing all negative emotions. It seems free and easy to pass by with a smile, but in fact his internal organs are festering silently.

Whether it hurts or not has never been known to him alone. If he can digest it, there will be tomorrow. When he can't digest it, his life will come to an end.

The timing of Ling Jibei's appearance was just right. To Yu Jianglan, he was not only a lover, but also a hard-won light in his life.

It was the light that redeemed him from the boundless darkness.

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Yu Jianglan originally wanted to go back to the training room to have a look, because he was also curious about the result of the training match, but his body was really uncomfortable, he was top-heavy, and his lower abdomen was still swollen and painful.He didn't want everyone to see him sickly, so he turned around halfway and went back to the room.

Back in the room, he went straight to the bed, pulled off the quilt, and lay in without taking off his clothes.

The whole person is groggy and has no energy. He wants to set an alarm clock and wake up after a 10-minute rest, but the phone is placed next to the pillow, and he just can't move it.

Before I knew it, I fell asleep, or to be precise, passed out.

As soon as Ling Jibei came in, he saw Yu Jianglan lying on the bed with his face sideways, blushing abnormally, and he walked over to the bedside without him noticing.

"Brother Lan, Brother Lan?"

Ling Jibei stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, it was scorching hot like a soldering iron.

He reached into Yu Jianglan's quilt again and touched, the other's clothes were soaked with sweat, both upper body and lower body.

Yu Jianglan couldn't open his eyes in a daze, his pupils rolled slightly under his thin eyelids, and he said "Huh?" indistinctly.

The voice was as hoarse as sandpaper, and Ling Jibei's heart shrank suddenly.

"Brother Lan, you have a fever." Ling Jibei narrowed his eyes and lowered his head to help him take off his clothes, but the other party didn't cooperate at all, so he took a lot of effort to take off the sweaty clothes on the latter's body , threw it into the laundry basket not far away, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"...um..." Yu Jianglan frowned uncomfortably, feeling like a stranded fish, her whole body buried in the hot sand, unable to move, she almost uttered a word with all her strength: "Water..."

"Come on," Ling Jibei got up and poured a cup of warm water, brought it to the bed, supported Yu Jianglan's head and let him drink it. "Slow down, drink slowly."

Ling Jibei knew his temperament, and he never wanted to make a scene when he was sick, so he didn't say anything, but asked him in a low voice: "Brother Lan, how are you feeling? Can you get over it? Should we take medicine or not?" Go to the hospital?"

Yu Jianglan's Adam's apple rolled a few times, drank more than half of the glass, opened his eyes tiredly, and found himself leaning against Ling Jibei's arms, wearing only a pair of tight-fitting shorts.Still a little tight.

He blinked his eyes lightly twice, and the hazy eyes were full of water vapor: "Take your medicine, I haven't finished the medicine I bought last time, and there are still a few pills in the drawer."

Ling Jibei opened the drawer, and that drawer was specially used by Brother Lan to put medicines. The medicines he took after the operation were not old or young, anti-inflammatory, nourishing nerves, pain-relieving... Ling Jibei was writhing from inside, with mixed feelings in his heart, Finally, I found out the remedy for stomach flu. I saw that there were only two tablets left, enough to eat once.

He poured some more water, watched Yu Jianglan take the medicine, took out his coat and prepared to go out: "There is a pharmacy downstairs, I'll go buy some more for you, and buy a thermometer by the way to see how high your temperature is."

Yu Jianglan called him to stop: "Lingling, let's go later."

Ling Jibei stopped and turned back: "What's the matter, Brother Lan?"

Yu Jianglan curled up slightly under the quilt, he opened his lips weakly, and his words were still hoarse: "I want you to stay with me for a while." Seeing the embarrassment on the other party's face, he continued: "Just 5 Minutes, can you..."

Hearing this, Ling Jibei's heart broke into several pieces. He took off his coat, went to bed again and hugged him in his arms: "But you have a fever. If the fever is too high, you will burn out if you stiffen your body."

As he spoke, he lowered his head, moved his lips gently on the other person's forehead, and tried to warm it up: "No, Brother Lan, it's burning, it's really burning."

Yu Jianglan raised his eyes and looked at the ceiling: "I used to seldom get sick, unlike now..." He laughed at himself: "Now, even in the drizzle..."

He heaved a long sigh.

Ling Jibei: "No, Brother Lan, you've been staying up late every day lately, and you've been worrying about us too. You're sick from overwork."

Yu Jianglan asked: "How did the training match go?"

"..." Ling Jibei looked away in a panic, Yu Jianglan looked embarrassed, and it was clear at a glance that his grades must be at the bottom again.

"It doesn't matter," Yu Jianglan spoke angrily: "It's just a training match."

"Your voice..." Ling Jibei couldn't listen anymore: "Why are you so dumb?"

Yu Jianglan was silent for a long time before replying: "I just vomited, maybe I used too much force..." He was so tired while talking, his eyelashes trembled a few times and then he closed his eyes, his face was peaceful.

Ling Jibei hugged Yu Jianglan, lay down little by little, and then let him go: "Brother Lan, go to sleep, I'll go buy antipyretics."

Yu Jianglan didn't let go, her arms were still around Ling Jibei's waist.His body was hot and soft, and there was a trace of bewitching powder in his white skin. When he spoke, his hot breath hit Ling Jibei's neck thinly.

Yu Jianglan closed his eyes tiredly, and his voice was not clear: "We have a meeting today, you questioned me..."

Ling Jibei: "I..."

"Actually...you are right..." Yu Jianglan said, "Ye Xiyi is indeed the best candidate, but so what, so what..."

He was obviously a little confused, and he was talking inconsequentially.

"I want to help you win the game...but I don't want to make you uncomfortable..."

"I actually... really moved the idea of ​​​​playing the ex-girlfriend and the current boyfriend together, I'm really crazy..."

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-05-0222:06:27~2021-05-0410:30:55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 cast the landmine: soft his father, Atsushi Nakajima, Xu Wo Nuan 1 for seven days;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: ask the pivot zw3 bottle;

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