Boys can't shed tears easily

Alcoholics are mostly bullying.

The little yellow hair glanced at Jize, compared the horizontal height with his head in a daze, and just wanted to say something through gritted teeth.

He was glared at by the boy who had never said a word.

Little Huangmao suddenly felt a chill down his spine, he vaguely remembered a legend about knocking down the green-haired gangster with one hand...

The two fled in despair.

Mu Bai withdrew his gaze, and his eyes stayed on Jize's wrist with a small circle of gauze, his heart was sore and numb.

He heard that severe tenosynovitis required surgery.

What kind of inflammation of the tendons sticks together, you have to use a scalpel to slice them open one by one, apply medicine, and even have the possibility of destroying the hands to a large extent...

Just thinking about it like that made my wrist ache.

Mu Bai's eyes kept looking in Jize's direction, the circles around his eyes were red, and hesitant to speak was written all over his face.

Wasn't it pretty fierce just now?

If he hadn't come early, I'm afraid he would have wanted to fight with others.

Ji Ze lifted a piece of gauze, and the smell of medicine on it was faint: "I just went to the hospital, and I'm irritated, just rest for a while."

There was no blood under the gauze.

No surgery.

Mu Bai breathed a sigh of relief, only then realized that he was still leaning on J Ze's arms, his face blushed subtly, and he squeezed out from his side.

The atmosphere is a little stiff.

Mu Bai was pinching the hem of his clothes, just about to say something, when Jize suddenly reached out and gently held his wrist.

His hands were very warm, with the smell of medicine that had just come out of the hospital. Mu Bai didn't like taking medicine very much, but he didn't resist his smell at all.

Mu Bai froze all over.

Jize looked at his face and asked, "Have you eaten tonight, are you hungry?"

Mu Bai shook his head: "After eating hot pot, it's not very..."

Jize went on to say, "I went to the hospital and didn't eat anything."

Mu Bai pursed his lips, bowed his head in silence for a moment, then quietly changed his mouth: "I'm hungry."

After getting an affirmative answer, the young man raised his eyebrows and smiled unconsciously.

"Then let's go and eat something." Jize said.

This is obviously the capital, and Mu Bai has never been here, but Jize is familiar with it as if he entered his own back garden.

Mu Bai was led by him, turned in along the path, and soon saw a small restaurant with lights on.

This kind of small shop is generally opened downstairs in old-fashioned residential areas. It has a history of more than ten years, and it is a secret treasure that only the most core local people know.

It was late and the shop was empty.

Ji Ze found a place to sit down, and the two of them ordered noodles. A fire was lit in the back kitchen separated by a window of glass, and the smell of meaty noodle soup wafted out along the gap, making people move their index fingers.

Mu Bai is really a little hungry now.

He looked at Jize's hand on the table, his mind was full of the game that just ended that night.

He raised his head, and asked directly: "The last one, your wine barrel. How did you bypass the field of vision to get there? TP? Wait... the fake eye left by the big dragon group before?"

"It has to be earlier." Jize recalled: "That eye was stuck at the last second, and I passed it directly after I was resurrected. In order to avoid you, I took the scanner and squatted in the wild for 20 seconds, but I was almost caught by Yu Yu. Cheng saw it."

Gize paused, and continued: "I'm so familiar with him, I almost know the order in which he clears vision in the wild. After all, I also gained the experience of my old teammates."

At the last moment, UM has the Wind Dragon Soul in hand, and the support is still suitable for Luo, who is able to match the Wind Dragon Soul. In head-to-head 5V5 team battles, it is likely that UM has an advantage.

There have been a lot of comments on the Internet, complaining that JG lacks hard power and can only win by stealing.

"No." Mu Bai shook his head: "You chose decisively. At least the vast majority of people would never dare to bet like this."

Once the barrel flashes R and is too crooked, or the E fails to connect to make Youzhou react and fight back, it will be an extremely stupid act of giving away the head.

At that time, it will not be #Fade抱家# that will be on the hot search, but #FadeState#.

"What if it was you?" Jize looked at the serious face of the little mid laner, and suddenly wanted to smoke one: "How would you choose?"

"Same as you." Mu Bai didn't deny it: "If I have the means to win you, even if I play Lulu as a dog, I will use AD to decorate your base."

Ji Ze smiled.

The two servings of noodles were finally cooked, and the boss brought up the hot soup.

The emerald green scallions float on top, and the pork ribs on the noodles are well mixed, and you can see the tender meat juice overflowing from the tip of the chopsticks just by touching it a little.

"Is there anything else?" Jize helped Mu Bai poke open the soy milk and put it in front of the small mid laner, "If all you want to talk to me is games, I can give you a special review. Well, that's all. Dodge them, the kind of pajama live broadcast?"

Mu Bai's mind suddenly jumped out of the company's female anchor "Pajamas Live" that he saw when he was an anchor before.

That's not all being seen...

"No...no need." He tightened his chopsticks, his ears turned red unconsciously: "Why did you come here?"

"I have an inside line." Jize blinked, "JG over there, tell them to go back and feed the cats in the base."

Jize does seem to have a cat.

Mu Bai was nervous: "Then go back quickly..."

"The cat is in Haicheng." Jize looked sideways at him: "They drank too much, I lied to them."

Jize smiled, looked at Mu Bai's flushed face, and silently swallowed the other half of the sentence.

——I just wanted to see you.

Mu Bai: "..."

Mu Bai suddenly fell silent.

Jize didn't continue talking, but just quietly ate the noodle soup in the bowl.

He ate very seriously, and the young man seemed to be imprinted with the upbringing style of not talking when eating or sleeping, and his gestures and gestures removed laziness, and also had a rather abrupt style.

There are always fans who say that Jize sitting in front of the computer does not look like he is playing a game, but is preparing to attend a meeting.

What will Ji Ze's family be like?

Mu Bai was thinking ecstatically.

Jize never mentioned it to him. Even on the Internet, he could only find ambiguous information, which was not very feasible.

Mu Bai remembered what Cheng Zi said, and couldn't help turning his head, looking at J Ze's expressionless side face.

Is Jize really just talking?

They don't look like a couple at all.

It doesn't matter if you don't know each other well, even if you go out...to a date, you'll just sit here, watch the night scene, and say some boring homely things.

He... didn't touch him much.

Mu Bai lowered his head and looked at his legs wrapped in black trousers.

Indeed, compared to most people, it’s okay for him to be in poor physical condition. Most places don’t have much meat. The nutritionist in the team looks at him like a poor child who escaped from a famine.

He pursed his lips and took a bite of the pork ribs.

With the smell of meat splashing in his mouth with the soup, Mu Bai couldn't help but take a few more bites, squinting his eyes comfortably.

"It's delicious." Mu Bai gave him the highest evaluation in the dictionary, "How did you find this place?"

"I saw it on the first day I came to the capital." Ji Ze said, "I just feel that this place is very similar to a place."

Mu Bai: "Where?"

Jize stretched out his hand and pointed out the window: "This lamp, these buildings, do they look like Hongtu Entertainment? You have stayed there before."

Mu Bai raised his head along his fingertips and noticed the glass building outside the window.

Although this kind of building has almost become a template for office buildings and can be found everywhere in the country, it does have a bit of Hongtu office building flavor.

"You know Hongtu?" Mu Bai was a little surprised.

"Of course I know." Jize smiled: "After all, that's where I saw you for the first time."

Mu Bai: "...?"

"You often cry at the entrance of the company, twice." Ji Ze said, "I failed to pass twice."

Mu Bai: "Stop talking..."

"The third time was in the studio. You were sitting alone in the aisle surrounded by a group of girls." Ji Ze's voice came out of nowhere: "Fortunately, I caught up."

Mu Bai was too ashamed to speak.

For the first time, he felt that it would be so embarrassing to hear others talk about his embarrassing pictures in a third-person tone.

It's like replaying the stupid things I did before in 360 degrees without dead ends.

In April, there is a temperature difference between day and night in the capital.

Mu Bai shivered from the cold, Jize stretched out his hand, his fingertips poked in between Xiao Zhongdan's fingers, and finally locked tightly in his palm.

Mu Bai blushed, hid under the table, and shook hands with the pair of medical tapes.

This time it was Jize who took the initiative.

He wrote it down in the little notebook in his heart.

Ji Ze lowered his eyes, looked at the boy's docile and lowered eyelashes, and the smile in his eyes deepened: "Mu Bai, there is something..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the noodle shop had no new customers for nearly half an hour, and the door was pushed open.

Several people walked into the restaurant.

There are men and women, and they all carry an all-too-familiar smell of Internet cafes, the smell of cigarettes and the dust of electronic equipment coming together.

The man in the yellow T-shirt had two huge dark circles under his eyes, and he still couldn't get enough of his thoughts: "Today's game is really exciting. I didn't expect it to last until the fifth game. Every game is very exciting."

"Damn, I still can't forget the enchantress in the third game. I found out, I'm not watching the game to see the win or loss, but to watch their fucking show!" The white shirt slammed the table, "Why? The fight at night was only BO5!"

The yellow T-shirt reminisces: "Yes, the whole Internet cafe was boiling at the end of the game, and the boss announced on the spot that the Internet fee will be free for two hours."

The girl in black sitting in the corner answered quietly: "But my feelings are shattered."

The white shirt didn't understand: "What kind of feelings?"

The girl in black took a sip of her drink: "None of you watched the post-match interview, you were all chatting. Only I finished watching."

"You all don't know the grand occasion during the live broadcast... Oh my god, the whole barrage exploded, full of question marks and shit..." the girl in black recalled with difficulty.

A few people immediately started gossiping and asked: "What did you say?"

"Here, the hot searches are hot, and there are edited videos of interviews everywhere."

The girl said, took out her mobile phone, and turned on the speaker to play it.

What floated out was a string of eager foreign words, babbling and babbling, and rushed ahead of all the reporters.

It was a foreign female reporter, she spoke very fast, and she did not hide the enthusiasm in her eyes when she looked at Jize.

"I seem to have seen this woman before. I have interviewed LPL many times, and I saw a CP clip of her and Fade before." Huang T-shirt said.

"It's definitely Ming Lian, they foreigners are really too unreserved, why don't they come to harass me..." Bai Shirt sighed.

"You don't look at what you look like, or what other people look like." Huang T-shirt laughed.

Video is still playing.

After hearing her words, the translator on the side showed a bit of embarrassment, but she was one of the few international friends present, so she could only bite the bullet and translate: "Congratulations to Ji Shen for winning the championship again. What are your plans after the game? I heard that you are also 22 years old this year, why not find a girl you like to celebrate with..."

This issue has nothing to do with the game at all, and even involves the personal privacy of the players.

As soon as the translator finished speaking, many reporters present frowned, apparently disagreeing with this question.

Liang Tian immediately stopped the translator, whispered something in Jize's ear, Jize lowered his eyes, and took the microphone on the table.

The button of the microphone was pushed, and a dull mechanical sound came from inside.

The entire venue was silent.

Ji Ze coughed lightly, and said in an understatement: "Don't bother everyone, I already have a partner."

The foreign female reporter was stunned.

This is undoubtedly big news.

A lot of domestic media were boiling over, holding the microphones to ask questions, but Jize blocked them one by one, not revealing a single word.

The video was just a netizen's edit that the girl clicked on casually. It was just released an hour ago, and now it has thousands of comments.

【seriously?Why do I feel like I’m joking, there was no rumor before]

[The person I like is too general, maybe tomorrow the official will explain that Ji Shen likes the name of the girl's name...]

[I still stunned for a second, which big coffee is the name of the name of the surname, the strip of the magic spirit hahahahahaha]

[Male fans, I thought it was okay for an e-sports player to find a partner, but I don’t know why now I suddenly feel like I’m broken in love]

[Why don't you come and follow our Wood?It's a time of youth, at least it will take another two years to get out of the singles】

[Wood's support club recruits desperate Fade fans, teenagers can't buy it if they suffer a loss and can't be fooled]

[One night after the finals, Wood's fans more than doubled by more than ten times]

[After all, the finals are really exciting, and it is only natural to increase fans]

While several people were discussing, the boss of the back kitchen suddenly came over and said something in a low voice.

The yellow T-shirt stood up and talked to the people beside him: "The ribs are sold out, let's go to another place to eat."

"I remember there was another wonton shop open."

As they were talking, the girl in black suddenly stopped in her tracks and looked at the two figures at the end of the shop.

One is taller and the other is a head shorter.

The tall one covered himself tightly with a mask and hat, and he could only tell from his straight long legs that he was in good shape. The other man lowered his head, his appearance was mostly covered by other people's figures, and he could vaguely tell that he looked good.

Is a handsome guy.

"What's wrong?" Yellow T-shirt asked.

The girl hesitated: "Look, does that person look a bit like Ji Shen..."

"Impossible. Others must be celebrating their victory with their girlfriends. How can they have time to eat in such a small restaurant. Let's go." Bai Shirt didn't care.

That is true.

The girl nodded knowingly, turned and left.

The store door was closed again, the boss returned to the back kitchen, and the surroundings fell into a strange desert again.

Jize scratched the palm of the little mid laner.

Before he could say a word of apology, the little hand hidden under the table suddenly exerted force, and took the initiative to hold Jize's hand instead, squeezing it even tighter.

When Jize's voice came from the speaker just now, Mu Bai's heart almost stopped beating.

"Anyway... anyway, it's the truth." Mu Bai blushed, and his voice was as low as a mosquito: "It's up to you...how to say."

The author has something to say: Amway, I sent a few pre-received "Code of Survival for Trainee Priests [Unlimited]"

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[Survival rules for trainee priests]

1. Prioritize task completion

2. Avoid deep exploration

3. Never pity the ghosts on the roadside [marked in red]

Cang Le was born in a priestly family, born with frailty and sickness, and visual impairment.The farthest place I have only visited is the church downstairs, and I have never traveled far in adulthood.

That year, he finally had a sudden attack and was sent to the ICU.

When he woke up again, he appeared in a strange school that he had never seen before, and the campus was full of ghosts.

[Jiangcheng No. [-] Middle School has been closed for three years after the serious case of falling from a building. 】

【Today, an expedition team appeared here, and this will be an adventure with no return...】

System: [mission released.More than 50% of the clues collected and more than 50% of the explored map are counted as mission completion.Fight to survive, adventurers. 】

Ghosts invaded, and while the players were running away, Cang Le picked up a bloody note.

Literally dripping with blood, complaining of grievances.

"Excuse me." He raised his head, and politely looked at the female ghost with his hazy eyes: "Do you know who wrote the note?"

Female ghost: "?"

System: [The task is completed, please log out of the game. 】

[Warning, the map ahead is a dangerous area, beyond the scope of the mission, please stop the player. 】

[Please stop the player! 】

Cang Le pushed open the door without looking back, and a strong smell of blood came over his face. The black-haired boy knelt in the middle of the pool of blood, exposing the bloody hole in his chest.

"Hello." He said, "God loves all living beings. I saw the note you left, and I'm here to help you."

The boy narrowed his eyes, his bare toes were stained with blood, and walked slowly towards him.

Pale and gloomy fingertips pinched his lips.

"Answer me a question first." The boy said, "Little pastor, have you ever kissed someone else?"

Cang Le:?

[If you want to save ghosts, first save yourself (referring to your body)]

*The clergy and pastors in the article are all from the original sect and have nothing to do with reality

* Tapping slices