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

Fang Huai looked at the message on the phone, and hung his finger on the reply box, but he still didn't know which letter to drop.

[The other party retracts a message. ]

Fang Huai was stunned.

That sentence only briefly appeared in the dialog box for a few seconds. If Fang Huai hadn't been holding the phone all the time, he wouldn't even have seen it.

what is he doing...

[Square:? ]

[Square: What happened. ]

[Ring: I sent the wrong emoji/Dog ticks and wags its tail.jpg]

lie.

Fang Huai lowered his eyes.

[Ring: I'm just... so happy.Brother Huai can continue to stay in RTG. ]

Fang Huai did not reply.

He even wondered if the sentence he saw just now was a hallucination.

But at the same time, he was glad that Song Rongtan withdrew that message.

Fang Huai leaned on the door panel and let out a silent breath. He was holding the phone that had been blacked out, and Song Rongtan didn't send any more messages.

Fang Huai always knew that Song Rongtan was not as soft as Ah Yuan, or that the cuteness and obedience that belonged to [A Yuan] was just an appearance of Song Rongtan.

Fang Huai can only glimpse the tip of the iceberg of what the real Song Rongtan looks like.

Like just now, with a very strong aggressiveness, he lingered outside the door in his heart for a moment.

Then he left temporarily with great sense of propriety.

Fang Huai closed his eyes.

The sound of Song Rongtan's footsteps walking away could be heard outside the door.

Fang Huai's hand rested on the doorknob for a long time, but in the end he didn't press it.

A second before he decided to turn around and sit back in his seat, footsteps sounded again.

Then there was a knock on the door.

Even though he was standing by the door, Fang Huai still waited quietly for the people outside to knock three or four times before opening the door.

Song Rongtan was holding two cups of just warmed milk.

"A drink?" he asked.

Fang Huai frowned slightly, he really didn't like the taste of milk, either it was too sweet or greasy, or it would smell fishy.

"Taste it." Song Rongtan insisted, "I'll drink it if it doesn't taste good."

"Milk helps you sleep."

Fang Huai just wanted to refuse, but there was a smell of milk in his nose that was different from what he had smelled before.

When he realized it, he had already taken the cup and took a sip.

Song Rongtan saw Fang Huai's slightly widened eyes and said with a smile, "How is it?"

"What brand is this?" Fang Huai asked.

"Song Rongtan brand." He rolled his eyes, "I stole my mother's formula."

Fang Huai took another sip and asked, "Is there any seasoning in it?"

Song Rongtan said, "I won't tell you."

"Just come to me when you want to drink."

Fang Huai slightly narrowed his eyes.

Song Rongtan immediately changed his words: "I will deliver the goods to Mr. Fang every night."

The small cup of milk was quickly drained, but Fang Huai rarely felt unsatisfied. His eyes flicked over the cup of milk that Song Rongtan was supposed to drink by himself.

"Do you want more?" Song Rongtan handed it over, without any intention of protecting the food.

Fang Huai said lightly, "I can't drink it."

"I'll drink the rest."

Fang Huai saw Song Rongtan's hand shaking probably because of nervousness.

He chuckled and took half a step back.

"no need."

"Then I'll give you half!" Song Rongtan took the empty glass in Fang Huai's hand and poured half of his own.

His hands were steady, but the pinnae of his ears were slightly red, which completely fell into Fang Huai's eyes.

Fang Huai knew what he was thinking.

So he reached out and took another cup very naturally, saying "thank you".

Song Rongtan's movements froze for a moment, but he didn't speak to stop him.

Fang Huai took the wrong cup and left the one he drank in Song Rongtan's hands.

He rolled up and down with his Adam's apple as he swallowed the milk.

Song Rongtan picked up Fang Huai's cup and drank it down.

[thanks for treatment]

He said softly in his heart.

Fang Huai looked at Song Rongtan through the milk glass, and suddenly wanted to ask him why he did the same thing after withdrawing the message.

But he had to say that Song Rongtan did the right thing.

If he really wanted to reply to that message, it would definitely be a cold [no].

do it.

Show me your mind.

I don't know if it's because of the milk, but Fang Huai had a rare dream that was considered a good dream for him.

He dreamed of the time when his adoptive mother was still alive.

I don't know when Fang Huai began to feel a sense of rejection of the word "like".Because it sounds easy and ridiculous.

You can say you like anything you meet, even if you just glanced at it.Because it is easy to give, there will be no nostalgia when you leave.

Ever since Fang Huai could remember, countless people have said they liked him - who doesn't like children carved in powder and jade?

But he didn't really have a new home until he was ten years old.

Because there is always a child with a lively and sweet mouth who can get more "likes" from others than him.

Even his adoptive father, when he met him for the first time, pointed to him and said "I like this very much" to his adoptive mother.

The tone seems to be picking products.

He was about to turn around and leave, but he heard a woman's gentle voice.

"What's your name?"

Fang Huai turned around and saw a gentle woman with a warm smile.

"Fang Huai..." he said softly.

"So cute." The woman laughed, and then stretched out her hand to him, "Xiao Huai, would you like to go with Auntie?"

"Auntie and uncle will love you very much."

His adoptive mother hadn't lied to him, or... half hadn't.

The gentle woman brought him "love" in six years.

But the disease took her away from Fang Huai in just a few days.

"Xiao Huai, Mom will love you and Dad in heaven."

Fang Huai shook his head: "Uncle doesn't love me." Nor does he love mother.

He called the woman's mother, but he was only willing to call that man uncle.

He sees too clearly, yet refuses to compromise.

The woman is getting more and more haggard after being ill, and the number of men staying out at night is also increasing, and they are getting bolder and bolder.

Fang Huai thought about telling the woman all this, but in the end he always kept it a secret.

The almost skinny woman gently held his hand, and said a little embarrassedly: "Isn't Mom looking ugly now?"

"No." Fang Huai said, "You are the prettiest."

"Xiao Huai loves her mother so much." The woman smiled after a long absence, but almost shed tears, "There will be someone who loves you very much."

"No more." Fang Huai pursed his lips.

You are the only one and the last.

So don't go, okay?

But what he said to persuade him to stay was ineffective, and the woman withered in a desolate late winter.

The day after she left, the hospital opened the first tree flowers in early spring, but neither Fang Huai nor she could see them.

Fang Huai walked into the darkness, he knew he was dreaming, he had walked this path many times.

He tried to wake up from the dream, but never succeeded, and gradually got used to it.

There was endless darkness ahead, without any signs, and Fang Huai didn't know how long he would have to walk before he was woken up.

In the darkness, time and space seemed to become unexplorable, Fang Huai could still feel the uncontrollable weightlessness even though his feet were on the ground.

But this is still a good dream for him, because he heard his mother's words again, so he can endure any dark erosion for this.

There was no light in front of his eyes, but there was a faint but still glowing candle burning in his heart.

Fang Huai sighed lightly, then stopped suddenly.

A voice came from a long distance, and the direction and origin were unclear, and it seemed to envelop him from all directions.

"Love you……"

"I love you."

"You are my... moon."

"The moonlight is beautiful because it calls you."

There was light tearing through the darkness, and the black cloth that had covered Fanghuai for many years burst open from countless places.

Fang Huai wanted to raise his feet to chase the first ray of light, but gradually stopped in place.

As long as he stands where he is, there is no need to chase after him, and the light will follow him.

"I really... really love you."

……

When Fang Huai woke up, he habitually raised his hand to rub his cheeks, but he didn't feel the usual wetness.

He accidentally touched the play button on the mobile phone next to the pillow.

Song Rongtan's somewhat vague voice came from inside, and then continued to speak the language of love with the sentence that woke him up from his dream.

Fang Huai's ears were so red, he poked his fingertips out from under the quilt, and pressed pause in a little panic.

He was lying on the bed, but inexplicably felt that he smelled the smell of grass.

He...recorded everything Song Rongtan said when he was drunk that day.

It is about the impulse after the brain is starved of oxygen.

Fang Huai originally thought that he would never listen to that recording again.

But the truth is... what he seems to bring back to himself is not a recording, but a cigarette, or an addictive drug.

He has no plans to quit.

After a short day's rest, RTG resumed high-intensity training.

Even if there is still a month before the World Championship, they dare not take it lightly.

After a week of continuous training, the manager finally found an opportunity to pull these guys out for a walk.

"Gather for the medical examination in an hour, don't be late."

After hearing this, Bibabu was the first to call out.

"Why didn't you tell me a week earlier!!" he cried, "A day earlier is fine!"

"What?" asked the manager.

Bibabu flattened his mouth: "I won't eat that supper..."

The manager looked Bibabu up and down, stroked his chin and said, "...you really gained weight."

Bibabu was ashamed and angry.

"It's strange, they are all dead houses, why can't Song Dog get fat?" He gritted his teeth.

"Indeed." The manager gloated: "Otherwise, people are more angry than others...Xiao Song still has abs in last year's physical examination."

Bibabu resented: "He must have a small belly this year!!"

"That's really embarrassing." Song Rongtan spread his hands, "There are two more yuan this year."

Bibabu:?

Secretly behind the brother's back to work hard, right?

Depend on!Learn whore!Not... fitness whore!

"Hey, Coach Fang, don't forget to join us too." The manager said.

Fang Huai raised his head in doubt: "I want to go too?"

Song Rongtan smiled purely: "RTG staff benefits are very good, not only the players have to have a physical examination."

The manager nodded in evidence.

Although Song Rongtan's image in Fang Huai had become a "liar", but the manager's words were still very credible, Fang Huai nodded in agreement.

An hour later, the RTG players got on the bus crying and howling.Bibabu howled like he was going to the execution ground.

Song Rongtan and Fang Huai sat in the first row.

"Brother Huai, do you have abs?" Song Rongtan suddenly leaned over and asked.

Fang Huai glanced at him lightly: "It's none of your business."

Song Rongtan patted his belly lightly: "I have."

"What are you showing off?" Fang Huai was puzzled.

Song Rongtan paused.

He couldn't answer that question either.

"I mean... Brother Huai can lend it to you if he wants..."

Fang Huai:?

"Lend it to you to touch it." Song Rongtan smiled with his eyes bent, and continued.

Fang Huai stretched out his hand, and patted his belly as he wished—but the strength was far from "touching".

Song Rongtan still didn't give up promoting her abs.

The bus stopped a second before he was about to pick it up to confirm to Fang Huai.

Fang Huai almost drove him out of the car.

RTG made an appointment for the medical examination in advance, so there is no need to queue up.

"Can... two of us go in together?" Song Rongtan asked the nurse at the door.

The nurse gave him a strange look, and smiled strangely: "Are you afraid of the handsome guy alone?"

From behind Song Rongtan came suffocated laughter one after another.

"Let me go in with him." Fang Huai said suddenly.

The laughter stopped suddenly.

Everyone looked at Fang Huai as if they were looking at an alien.

Fang Huai ignored it, but raised his eyebrows slightly, and gently pushed Song Rongtan on the back.

"Hurry up."

Song Rongtan almost walked into the consulting room.

The manager told them that the physical examination appointment this time is... a full set.

A big set...that's...even the kind that takes off the pants... maybe.

Fang Huai knows...

The doctor inside was a little surprised when he saw two people coming in at once, and the other party said: "Then what... we are here alone at a time."

Fang Huai opened his mouth without any psychological burden. He pointed to Song Rongtan: "Sorry, he is afraid, I will accompany him."

The doctor's expression was complicated, and there were almost question marks above his head.

Song Rongtan followed the doctor's instructions and turned around in front of various scales and instruments. In just 2 minutes, the doctor filled in something on the watch, and then fastened the bright red badge.

"Okay, next one."

Song Rongtan froze holding the watch.

Isn't this the one who took off, took off his pants...

Thinking he had made a mistake, he set his sights on his next project.

So everyone in RTG watched their captain helplessly, dragging Fang Huai in for every project.

Then another person came out desperately.

Song Rongtan didn't wait for the project he imagined until he walked out of the hospital.

He pulled the manager aside: "Are you sure you ordered the big set?"

The manager was puzzled: "Yes..."

Song Rongtan gritted his teeth: "Then why didn't there... be a more in-depth inspection."

The manager didn't understand at all: "You should be happy that there is no in-depth inspection. If there is no problem, of course there is no need to in-depth."

Song Rongtan didn't come back to his senses until now.

"...Okay." He replied almost stiffly.

He was the first one to come out, followed by Fang Huai who had been following him.

The first time Fang Huai saw him, he knew that he probably realized that his dreams had come to nothing, so he couldn't help laughing silently.

He walked over and sat down on the seat Song Rongtan gave him.

"Are you thinking about your abs?" Fang Huai said this in the usual tone of "today's weather is fine".

Song Rongtan let out a muffled "Hmm" before realizing what Fang Huai had just said.

He looked up suddenly.

Fang Huai didn't look at him, but turned his head to look out the window at the withered and yellow leaves that had already fallen all over the ground, which had been refilled in saturation under the sunlight, as if they were glowing with new vitality.

"You don't need to prove this to me." He said lightly.

Song Rongtan pursed her lips.

Immediately afterwards, he heard Fang Huai smile moderately.

It's that kind of smile again... as if a rope hook was thrown over to trap him, with a breathy smile.

"I've seen it." Fang Huai said.

Song Rongtan clenched his teeth subconsciously, and his canine teeth pierced his lower lip fiercely. The pain and shock made him tighten his abdominal muscles.

Obviously it was just mentioned...but the reaction was so strong that it seemed...he had really seen it.

Song Rongtan's heart was beating wildly, the roots of his ears were red, but the corners of his mouth lifted up in excitement.

Sometimes he felt that he was perverted after falling into Fang Huai's trap.

He suddenly leaned over the fender rail in front of the first row of seats, and put his head gently and tentatively on Fang Huai's hand that was also on top.

He even restrained his strength, just laying his head on it, fearing that Fang Huai's hand would be pressed out badly.

"Brother Huai has seen it?" He asked in an almost innocent tone - he knew Fang Huai liked this.

"……when?"

Fang Huai turned his head and looked at him lightly with downcast eyes.

"What do you think?"

Song Rongtan pursed her lips and smiled lightly: "Could it be when I'm drunk again."

Fang Huai was noncommittal.

Song Rongtan really couldn't remember the details of that day, so he could only make random guesses based on his own understanding.

"Did I forcefully lift...?" he asked.

Fang Huai smiled lightly: "Why don't you guess anything else?"

"What else do you mean?" Song Rongtan asked, "What did Brother Huai say?"

Fang Huai took a deep look at him, but didn't continue to answer his words.

Song Rongtan put it away when he saw it was good, closed his mouth with his eyes closed, and just obediently lay his head on Fang Huai's hand that he didn't withdraw.

Half an hour later, the manager was the last to get in the car.

His complexion was not very good, followed by the big clock with a helpless smile.

Fang Huai realized something was wrong almost instantly.

"Let's talk about it when we go back." Da Zhong said gently.

After returning to the base, the report card in his hand was handed to the team doctor.

Everyone in RTG saw the team doctor's brows getting tighter and tighter, and finally put down the list and let out a long sigh.

"It's getting worse." He said simply.

Fang Huai's voice was tense: "To what extent?"

The team doctor glanced at Da Zhong, and Da Zhong nodded lightly, indicating that he can just speak directly.

"Yes...you may need to play closed to play." The team doctor made no secrets.

"If you want to continue playing next year... it's best to stop training now, go to treatment for half a year, and then next year..."

The big clock said: "I don't have a next year."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Bibabu's eyes were slightly red, but he still said, "We will die next year or something?? The coach won't leave next year!"

Dazhong stretched out his hand and rubbed Bibabu's head indiscriminately. Bibabu subconsciously wanted to hide, but thought of his hand, and stood where he was and let the big brother in the team mess around.

"I believe in Coach Fang... more firmly than I believe in myself," he said.

"Brothers, work harder, once RTG wins the championship this time, I will be able to run away next year."

There was a strong nasal voice in Ah Mai's voice: "Where are you...? RTG doesn't even have a substitute sniper!"

"You promised to bring out a little sniper stronger than you...you told me yourself." A Mai almost choked up.

He and Da Zhong are roommates, and because of his personality, he has the deepest relationship with Da Zhong.

"Don't retire next year! We can wait for you until next year..."

"If you're talking about a sniper..." Da Zhong paused for a moment, then suddenly laughed and said, "Behind you."

A Mai subconsciously followed his words and turned back.

"Behind you, isn't there a sniper king standing?"

Fang Huai's eyes behind the lenses widened suddenly, and he clutched the notebook in his hand tightly.

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