The cold beauty coach likes to be good [e-sports]

For the second half of the meal, Song Rongtan couldn't taste it.

The meat is sweet, the cabbage is sweet, the bean curd sticks, shiitake mushrooms, fish balls and shrimp... all have a hint of sweetness.

He kept adding vegetables to the bowl, and half of the pot of vegetables went into his stomach. Only then did he feel that he seemed to be a little full.

"Captain has a good appetite today." Da Zhong laughed.

Song Rongtan smiled casually, put down his chopsticks and said, "I'm done eating, let's go back first? Eat slowly."

Bibabu was puzzled, isn't the coach still here, where are you going alone.

"Are you in a hurry to go back to the dormitory to sleep?" He asked, "Can you sleep after eating so much?"

Song Rongtan gave him a condescending look, and the complacency in his smile almost overflowed.

"I'll go back to training." He rarely lied.

Fang Huai raised his eyes and just glanced at it lightly, then nodded.

Song Rongtan swaggered and left the meeting early, he was not afraid of Fang Huai's suspicion at all.

After tonight... don't worry about this vest!

He remembered the scene when he impulsively confessed to Fang Huai in the game when he was in high school, and touched his nose in embarrassment.

He will be ashamed!

In Song Rongtan's heart, there seemed to be a group of villains who were exactly like the figures of [Ring], holding up one by one light signs and dancing wildly in his heart.

There are colorful words on the light board - [Fang Huai likes me].

In the middle of the night, the hallway of the club was empty, the evening wind ruffled his hair, and the smell of the newly replaced shampoo with milk and coffee flavor hovered at the tip of his nose.

Fang Huai said that this smell is not suitable for him... But it is indeed Fang Huai's smell.

Song Rongtan pursed her lips and laughed lightly.

When he first came to RTG, Fang Huai still had the kind of coffee he used to drink, with a bitter taste of pure coffee.

Coffee with milk changed because of myself.

He sniffed again like an addict, and his steps were as light as if he was going to fly.

[Square: I'm back. ]

[Authentic Song Ayuan: I'm online~!Voice? Brother Huai? ]

Sitting in front of the computer, Fang Huai paused when he saw the name [Brother Huai].

Obviously it was Ah Yuan who called it first... When he saw it, the first thing he thought of was Song Rongtan.

Song Rongtan's voice calling him was not as cute as Ah Yuan's. A Yuan's ending sound was as mellow and cute as his name, while Song Rongtan's voice was flamboyant in his bones.

[Square: Connect in the game. ]

[Authentic Song Ayuan: Good! ]

[Square: Four rows? ]

[Genuine Song Ayuan: Everything is fine!I follow Brother Huai! ]

Seeing A Yuan's younger brother's reaction, Fang Huai sighed silently.

It might be better for everyone to say it sooner.

The two of them didn't even have a voice call, and they entered the 4v4 team match.

[Broken Jue Ping An:? !Fuck it, Boss Huai! ]

[Dream without you: Thighs! !hug! ! ]

The two seem to be technical fans of the number [Huai]. I don't know who came from the live broadcast room, and they took the initiative to give up the sniper position and an assault position as soon as they came up.

[Broken Jue Ping An: Boss Huai and the object double row? /doge]

Song Rongtan stared helplessly at the dialog box, Fang Huai was silent for nearly half a minute before sending out a short line.

[Huai: It's a boyfriend. ]

Song Rongtan's eyes suddenly widened, his heart stopped beating for a moment, his eyes fell directly on them, and his expression suddenly became complicated.

He misunderstood, what Fang Huai said was...

[It's a boy, friend].

He took a deep breath, reached out and patted his dazed head, and smiled lightly.

In Fang Huai's dormitory, he also let out a long breath almost at the same time.

He was thinking about how to talk to Ah Yuan.

In one game, the two of them almost played the whole game like sleepwalking, but fortunately, their skills were almost engraved into the DNA of professional players, and no major disaster was caused.

After exiting from the settlement interface, Fang Huai canceled the request to continue queuing.

[Huai: Let's not line up, I have something to tell you. ]

[Brother Huai, I drop Superman: I have it too. ]

Song Rongtan didn't use [A Yuan]'s usual tone, and sent it directly with a quick hand.

Seeing Ah Yuan's words, Fang Huai frowned slightly.

[Huai: Let me talk first.You hear me out, can you? ]

When he faced Ah Yuan, he always had this almost coaxing tone.Ah Yuan is so obedient, if he asks a question, he will only get an affirmative reply.

Only this time, the opponent didn't play their cards in the usual style.

[Brother Huai, I drop Superman: Can I say no. ]

[Huai: Ah Yuan. ]

It was just two words, but Song Rongtan immediately imagined Fang Huai speaking, standing there indifferently, frowning slightly.

He immediately sat up straight, warning himself who was about to move.

[Brother Huai likes to be good]

[Brother Huai likes to be good! ! ]

Only then did he reply what Fang Huai wanted to hear.

Fang Huai felt guilty again, but he had to say what he said today.

[Huai: Ah Yuan, I have occasionally told you about the past two years.Your jar of stars means about as much to me as my championship ring, and you are a very important person in my life. ]

Song Rongtan couldn't control her heartbeat.

[Huai: Thank you very much, Star, for giving me company during that time. ]

Song Rongtan stood up and jumped twice on the spot, trying to release the energy he wanted to break through the door right now.

[Huai: You said before that this jar of stars is stored with me temporarily, and I will give it to you when we meet again. ]

Song Rongtan sat down to type, his fingertips trembled slightly, and he didn't even notice that he was holding his breath.

[Brother Huai, I drop Superman: I can go to see you now. ]

[Huai: Can you give me an address?I think it may need to be returned to the original owner in advance. ]

The two messages appeared in the dialog box almost at the same time, and the blank line in the middle was like a moat, separating heaven and hell.

Song Rongtan rubbed his eyes and read Fang Huai's words word by word again.

Watched it again.

[Brother Huai, I drop Superman: It is... what do you mean? ]

The other side was silent for a long time, or in fact it was only a few seconds, maybe even without hesitation... Song Rongtan couldn't tell the time.

[Huai: Yuan, you know it. ]

[Huai: Today I want to tell you that I have someone I like. ]

[Brother Huai, I drop Superman: Is it me? ]

He asked almost innocently.

[Huai: Ah Yuan...]

Song Rongtan reached out to take off the earphones, but his brain still subconsciously outlined Fang Huai's voice.

He murmured like a sigh, his gaze behind the lens should be soft...he has always been like this with Yuan.

Closing his eyes, Song Rongtan tapped the keyboard again. His fingertips were abnormally cold in the scorching night, his joints seemed to be trapped by ice, and every subtle movement was very laborious, like a frozen person trying to reach out in the snowy field. Grab the last tinder.

[Brother Huai, I drop Superman: Is that a teammate? ]

Fang Huai's eyes narrowed slightly.

As a professional player, he has only played in CRC, and his teammates naturally include those who were in CRC back then.

Song Rongtan... probably counts as a team member.

A stabbing team member who tried to make him call out "Captain" every day.

[Huai: No. ]

There was another long silence on the other side.

[Brother Huai, I am Superman: Brother Huai, did you just find out about... today? ]

[Brother Huai, I drop Superman: You like his thing. ]

[Huai: Yes. ]

[Brother Huai, I drop Superman: I see. ]

His tone was very different from the lively and well-behaved ones in the past. When Fang Huai saw his last four words, Fang Huai vaguely felt that there seemed to be a thread connected between the two of them, and there was a whine that was about to burst.

Fang Huai decided to let it go before it snapped.

[Huai: Yuan, address. ]

The system prompts that the other party has gone offline, the team is automatically disbanded, and the message has been converted into a message.

Fang Huai paused, and sat in front of the computer for a long time before closing the game and going offline.

He looked at the can of stars by the table, hesitated for a moment, and decided to put it away.

He pulled out the necklace on his chest, and after a clear buckle sound, the stars fell onto the table.

After putting down the pendant, Fang Huai stretched out his hand to fiddle with the star that was still warm with him, and suddenly felt empty in his heart.

After an unknown amount of time, he heard a knock on the bedroom door.

Song Rongtan stood outside the door with downcast eyes, her bangs covering her eyelashes messily, holding a small box in her hand.

"The promised gift before." His voice was a little hoarse, as if he had just cried or was sick.

Fang Huai took it, but didn't look at the box first: "What's wrong with your voice?"

Song Rongtan said: "It's okay, I choked on drinking water."

Fang Huai squinted his eyes slightly, without looking into it, he lowered his head and picked up the box for a closer look, only to find that it was exactly the same packaging as the blind box jointly issued by TETD officials.

He laughed and said: "What is this, exchange blind box?"

Song Rongtan still kept his voice low: "Well, this is a hidden model."

"How do you know?" Fang Huai was taken aback, "Isn't this set not hidden?"

Song Rongtan suddenly pulled the corner of his lips, but the smile fell before it was in place.

"I customized it with the official... only this one."

Just as Fang Huai stopped removing the box cover, he suddenly had a guess in his mind.

"Why don't you dismantle it?" Song Rongtan asked with downcast eyes to hide the emotion in his eyes.

After you have someone you like, don't you even open other people's gifts?

Fang Huai, you are really...

Fang Huai didn't notice the tension in his words, exhaled lightly, and took out the silver reflective packaging bag like other blind boxes.

Song Rongtan reached out to help him hold the outer packaging box that was temporarily unused.

There was a rustling sound of plastic rubbing, and the bag broke open, revealing the model inside.

The villain was wearing a black combat uniform, wearing a windbreaker, and the AW|P model in his hand was so exquisite that it looked like a scaled-down version of a real|gun.

It's a sniper, but it's far from Zhao Zichu's.

Fang Huai's eyes fell on the villain's feet, and it was written on the nameplate impressively.

[Square]

He clenched his teeth suddenly, a soreness appeared from the bridge of his nose, and his eyes were instantly red.

"Do you like it?" Song Rongtan's voice seemed a little cold.

Fang Huai's eyes seemed to be fixed on that familiar but unfamiliar English word, and he spoke almost like a raving.

"Thank you...Ring."

His lips gently opened and closed in the warm yellow light of the corridor, and were dyed bright colors.

The necklace on his chest, which he had always hidden under his clothes, was hanging casually outside the thin summer shirt at this moment, and the stars inside had disappeared, leaving only the pendant, swaying lightly on his chest empty at this moment.

Song Rongtan looked up into Fang Huai's room, the half-packed can of stars on the table reflected the silver light of moonlight under the desk lamp, but it was extremely dazzling.

Song Rongtan moved his steps to block the light falling on him.

"Brother Huai, where's the star in your pendant?" He suddenly asked.

"It's inconvenient to wear..."

Fang Huai was shrouded in the dark shadows, suddenly raised his eyes, and bumped into Song Rongtan's emotionally surging crimson eyes unsuspectingly.

Almost for a moment, those eyes drew closer to each other.

Immediately following the approach was the opponent's body.

Fang Huai subconsciously took half a step back until his back touched the cool wall, and there was no escape.

Song Rongtan suddenly leaned over, revealing the sharp canine teeth that can only be seen when he smiles, and bit the empty pendant on his chest fiercely.

"Crack."

The sound of glass shattering came from Fang Huai's chest, and his almost scorching breath penetrated into the last line of defense from the gap between the buttons of his shirt, spreading to his trembling heart.

Before the tip of his nose actually hit the chest of the person in front of him, Song Rongtan straightened up, stuck out his tongue and licked the canine teeth that committed the atrocity, his lips were scratched by glass shards, and a streak of bright red blood leaked out.

He smiled slightly, his eyes were bent, his tone was like burning ashes, still carrying a burning temperature.

"Since it's not in use, I'll destroy it for the coach."

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