Be nice, don't bite you

A heart made of petals on the bed was received together.

When Shi Xinglan cleaned up, Bo Xian stood beside him with his arms crossed, not only didn't help, but kept teasing him.

"Hey, I put it on specially."

"The petals of very expensive roses are picked one by one, and they are still fresh."

"Don't throw it, are you throwing flowers? What you are throwing is my heart!"

……

Shi Xinglan couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed a handful of flower petals and threw them on him: "Shut up!"

Bo Xian followed the good example and zipped up his mouth.

Shi Xinglan found a box and put the collected petals in it. Seeing his cautious movements, Bo Xian couldn't help laughing.

On the surface, he doesn't care, but his body is very honest.

Mouth and body straight ah.

Shi Xinglan was embarrassed by his laugh, and became angry from embarrassment: "Pick up the petals under your feet!"

Bo Xian laughed completely: "It's okay, don't save yourself so much, if you like it, I'll buy it for you tomorrow."

"Pick it up!" Shi Xinglan picked up a petal and muttered softly, "I just like these."

Seeing that he cherishes it so much, Bo Xian put aside his joke, and obediently picked up the petals under his feet: "Like flowers?"

Shi Xinglan put away the box full of petals and took a photo: "I like you."

As long as it is given by Bo Xian, whether it is milk tea or flowers, he will love the house and black.

"Coincidentally, I like you too." Bo Xian bent down, picked him up and put him on the bed, "How about we build a small garden at our house in the future, and I will plant flowers with you?"

Shi Xinglan got under the quilt spontaneously: "Don't buy flowers, buy vegetables, you don't need to spend too much time on taking care of them, you can still eat them."

Bo Xian didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You're running the house like this?"

Shi Xinglan patted him on the shoulder: "As someone who has experienced it, I'm just afraid that you will blame yourself if you can't keep flowers alive. If you must try, then I don't mind accompanying you."

"If I blame myself, you have to coax me well." Bo Xian sat by the bed, "Go over there and tell you a bedtime story."

The two sat side by side on the bed, Shi Xinglan took Bo Xian's hand and squeezed his wrist bone: "Is this what was left at that time?"

The wristband was taken off just now, the skin that is not exposed to the sun is cold and white, and the scar on the wrist bone is particularly obvious.

Feeling itchy, Bo Xian grabbed his fingers and held them in the palm of his hand: "I started playing PUBG during the first semester of my freshman year of high school. I just played casually, but I reached the top by accident, and then a team came looking for me. Ask me if I'd like to play professionally."

Shi Xinglan's tone was inexplicable: "Just play around?"

Bo Xian smiled: "It's not Versailles. I didn't put much effort into it. I climbed to the summit once. Back then, there were fewer gods and it was easier. It wasn't a big team that came to me, and the conditions offered couldn't be compared with what they are now, but I was moved." .”

Bo Xian recalled the bits and pieces of that time, but in fact, many memories were blurred, leaving only that strong feeling.

"I talked to my parents about it, and they strongly opposed it. I was confused at the time, but..." He paused, and glanced at Shi Xinglan with a smile on his face, "I insist on signing a contract with the team. After a fight, this scar was made by my father with a knife at the time, and he thought there was something wrong with my hand, so he would give up this road.”

Shi Xinglan choked for breath, and Bo Xian rubbed his tiger's mouth: "Don't be nervous, the knife was taken away by my brother, and my father probably did this kind of thing on impulse."

"What happened later?" Shi Xinglan thought of what was written in the information, Bo Xian started playing professional games at the age of 17, that was the first semester of high school.

"Small injury, I went to the hospital to bandage it. I didn't go to the hospital. I ran away with the team that day." Bo Xian was filled with emotion, "I was very impulsive at the time, and didn't think about the consequences. Parents' consent is required for minors to sign a contract. It was my brother. Help me carry it around."

Shi Xinglan imagined it for a while, and understood why Bo Xian kept in touch with Bo Mo even after he had an argument with his family. At that time, he was isolated and helpless, and it was his brother who had been helping him.

"It's that simple, actually there's nothing to say." Bo Xian rubbed his nose, "Don't feel bad, I haven't been wronged, I've become sensible over the years, and I can understand my parents somewhat, I was probably still in the rebellious stage. "

"Have you contacted your parents?"

"No, it's always been through my brother. I can't say I regret it. I just don't know how to bow my head. It seems that if I bow my head, I deny who I used to be. It would be great if they could agree with me on this path."

How could he not care? I have been outside for the past few years, and seeing my teammates go home during the holidays makes me feel uncomfortable.

Shi Xinglan didn't know what to say. The conflict between Bo Xian and his family was not like his, which cannot be undone unless he left, but he couldn't persuade Bo Xian to bow his head to his family.

He took Bo Xian's hand and kissed the scar on his wrist: "It will be fine."

The qualifiers in the domestic division will be divided into three groups for round robin, which will last for five days.

During today's game, Bo Xian took a special look at the Boss team. They already knew about the other teams' play styles and personnel changes. Only the situation of this new team was unclear.

On the first day, everyone played more cautiously, quite well, and the difference in points was not big.

It is worth paying attention to the only Chinese player in the Boss team. He seemed to have insufficient understanding with the other three players and was killed shortly after the start of the game.

Bo Xian made a note of his name, but he didn't remember him. Judging from the level of today's competition, he was worse than the two players they originally wanted to buy.

This one-handed operation also attracted the attention of other teams. After the game ended, both Stop and Lang went back to the waiting room with the coach with serious expressions.

Bo Xian briefly talked to Qiuqiu, and left the game directly.

Leaving from the player-only passage, he saw someone waiting at the door within a few steps.

Shi Xinglan was wearing a simple casual jacket, a mask and a hat, and both hands were full.

Bo Xian took the lead and said, "Happy birthday, I will give you a surprise when I get back to the hotel."

"Thank you." Shi Xinglan rolled his eyes, "The competition was hard work."

"You played fairly well. I told you to accompany the team and watch my operations up close. If you insist on going to the auditorium, what if you are recognized?" Bo Xian muttered, and took the handed The same hat, "Why did you take so many things?"

Shi Xinglan coughed lightly: "Gifts and suits."

When meeting parents, you have to be more formal. He has photographed magazines here, and asked Xiao Liu to contact him to help order a suit and a gift this morning.

Bo Xian was stunned for a moment: "There is no need to be so grand, in case they..."

Shi Xinglan said softly: "Even if they don't welcome them and have opinions on me, I will do what I have to do."

Bo Xian snorted softly, unable to tell if he was dissatisfied or proud: "Just one year older than me, so thoughtful, I look like a child in comparison."

Shi Xinglan smiled: "Are you very thoughtful?"

Bo Xian nodded exaggeratedly, took the bag in his hand: "Yes, he is more considerate than me."

Shi Xinglan clicked his tongue and straightened his turned up collar: "I have kidnapped his son, of course I have to behave well."

Going to the restaurant, Bo Mo flew over overnight yesterday, stopped Bo's father and mother, who came to the door directly, and sent a message at noon today, asking Bo Xian to bring Shi Xinglan here for a meal.

Today is Shi Xinglan's birthday. In addition to the competition, he also needs to train at night. Time is very tight. Bo Xian wants to postpone the meeting until tomorrow. Today is the time for Shi Xinglan's birthday, but he does not agree.

"I went back to the hotel after dinner, and I'm going to practice, so I can't celebrate your birthday." Until he got in the car, Bo Xian still had some resentment.

"As long as we're together, it's fine. Birthdays don't only happen once, competitions are more important." Shi Xinglan was a little nervous, sitting upright, "Wait, you go in first, and I'll change clothes?"

"I'll be with you." Before Shi Xinglan refused, Bo Xian added, "My parents must have arrived long ago. It's not good to let others wait for you. I'll go in with you and avoid joining in the middle." Awkward."

When Shi Xinglan thought about it, he thought it made sense: "Take a look at my suit, can you?"

It was selected by Xiao Liu, who has no experience in this field.

"You look good on anything on a hanger, even with a sack on it." Bo Xian said so, and took out his suit to look at it, "It's pretty good, as expected of the person I like, with really good eyesight , look at this version, look at this design, it is sunny and energetic, not old-fashioned at all..."

Shi Xinglan rubbed his earlobe, and reminded in a low voice: "Xiao Liu picked it. I picked the pure black one. He said it was too mature, and it seemed like a check would be thrown out in a second."

Bo Xian was silent for a while, then put the suit back into the bag: "This dress is just average."

Shi Xinglan laughed out loud.

Bo Xian stuffed the bag back into his arms angrily: "Just wear that mature dress, and when the time comes, just send a check to my parents. It's 500 million. Your son is mine now!"

Shi Xinglan was slightly embarrassed: "Stop making trouble, the driver is watching."

Bo Xian looked up, and met the driver's gaze in the rearview mirror: "We are not—"

The driver shook his head: "500 million is outdated, and now people are throwing away their real estate certificates, so take out a handful of real estate certificates, it will definitely work!"

Bo Xian and Shi Xinglan looked at each other, and in the following time, they were "forced" to listen to a story about how many houses the driver's neighbor's girl received as a bride price.

After getting off the car, Shi Xinglan was still in a daze: "Why don't I go buy a few houses first, the time is too short, and I haven't figured out what your parents like, what if the gifts I buy don't suit their wishes?"

Bo Xian couldn't laugh or cry: "Are you nervous?"

"I'm just kidding."

Shi Xinglan secretly slandered in his heart, how could he not be nervous.

Bo Mo posted a private room, and Bo Xian and Shi Xinglan went to the bathroom to change their clothes before going there.

The closer he got to the private room, the more nervous Bo Xian became: "How about we go back and buy a few houses?"

Shi Xinglan: "..."

Bo Xian plausibly said: "When my parents ask me, they say that I have been in such a mess all these years, and I don't regret it after asking me, and then I will throw the real estate certificate in front of them."

Shi Xinglan gave him a steady look: "Then do you regret it?"

Bo Xian immediately shook his head: "I have never regretted taking this path, but I just feel that the way I dealt with it was naive."

Shi Xinglan rolled his eyes: "You don't need a real estate certificate to prove your grades, so don't be nervous, they are your closest relatives."

Bo Xian took his hand and added, "You too."

You are my dearest person and my favorite person.

The warm atmosphere was broken, and a voice came from behind: "Knowing that I'm naive doesn't mean I haven't grown up."

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