What's the use of a good-looking assistant [e-sports]

Xie Qimian was dragged by Jiang Ye for a while, and stopped when he was about to go up the escalator.

"I didn't know it was a blind date before I came." Xie Qimian shook his hand, "If I knew it was a blind date, how could I bring you here?"

"You mean, do you still come if you know it's a blind date?"

"Ah? Your logic...is so strong." Xie Ximian smiled, "I don't want to, but my mother has been calling me for five or six days in a row. I have to see her, even if I know it's a blind date."

Jiang Ye: "I see that you are also having a good chat and laughing."

"Just smiled, sneered." They walked down the escalator, Xie Qimian threatened, "If you get angry, you will go back to the base!"

Jiang Ye pursed his lips, not bothering with him about the blind date, and asked, "Why did your mother look at me just now?"

"Really." Xie Ximian said, "Maybe you look handsome."

"You must have said something to her, otherwise why would you look at me." Jiang Ye took his hand, "What did you say?"

Xie Ximian pretended that it was hard to remember, and said, "She praised me for my nice clothes, and I said it was a coincidence that there was a man over there who wore couple clothes with me, otherwise I would just ask him to be my boyfriend."

"..." Jiang Ye's face turned hot, but he still said in distaste, "Not a single word of truth."

"You mean you don't want to be my boyfriend?" Xie Ximian sighed, "I don't know how to be blessed when I am blessed. Where can I find someone as handsome and good as me, and they are picky."

Jiang Ye: "Don't read it blindly, I never said such a thing." He squeezed Xie Ximian's arm, "I didn't pick a restaurant just now, what do you want to eat?"

"Have you finished your bowl of pumpkin soup?" Xie Ximian asked.

"No." Jiang Ye said, "I'm starving to death."

Xie Qimian smiled, stood in front of the navigation in the square and searched for a while, and asked, "Would you like udon noodles?"

"Yeah." Jiang Ye stared at the navigation for two seconds, and then said, "You treat me, you just wasted my pumpkin soup and tea expenses."

"Why are you a cheapskate? Whoever lost to me in solo invited me to dinner, and now he wants to play like a baby and get away with it." Xie Ximian said, "I should have known that I asked you just now if you want to eat Malatang."

Jiang Ye said cheekily: "Whenever you want to go out, I will treat you for two meals."

"You're so smart," Xie Qimian said, "Two more appointments, right?"

"I don't owe anyone anything. If I say I'll treat you, I will treat you, and it's obviously your fault today," Jiang Ye ordered, "That's all."

"Yeah, ok, ok, my fault, I was wrong." Xie Ximian invited him into the store, "Come on, honorable AD, order whatever you want today."

After eating and getting a haircut, it was almost early morning. Xie Ximian got into the car, rubbed his hands, and turned on the heater: "It's really cold at night, so hurry home." He pulled down the light shield and looked into the mirror Looking at my hairstyle, "Why do I feel that the hairdresser doesn't quite understand what I mean, I want to cut it shorter."

"Didn't that person say that it's too short to burn it?" Jiang Ye buckled up the seat belt in the co-pilot, pretended to touch Xie Ximian's hair but actually touched Xie Ximian's ear, and stammered, "This is... brown, and it's pretty."

Xie Qimian was tickled by his touch, and grabbed Jiang Ye's hand: "Are you talking about brown color, aren't you talking about my face?"

Jiang Ye moved his lips unnaturally, and when he realized that Xie Qimian was serious about answering himself, he said, "Smug."

Xie Ximian turned his head to look at Jiang Ye's free haircut for buy one get one free with the card, and said with a smile, "They say you get a perm for free, but you just pushed a little corner, it's really worthless." I touched it, "When will I shave my hair so that I can squeeze it every day."

"You didn't tell me in the store just now." Jiang Ye said, "But now when I go back, the store probably hasn't closed yet."

Xie Qimian didn't expect him to be serious, he smiled and looked at him for a long time, the sparkle in his eyes was quieter than the night outside the car window.

Jiang Ye couldn't bear to be looked at by him like this, but his eyes were still watching obediently, without blinking.

"It's late." Xie Ximian said.

Jiang Ye's eyelids moved: "Yes."

"go home."

"Yeah." Jiang Ye nodded, fascinated by him.

Xie Qimian started the car under Jiang Ye's unclear gaze, chatted with him and said, "I saw the picture of bread at dinner just now, and I think he is fatter than coconut milk."

"Maybe he ate too much," Jiang Ye said, "My mother likes him very much."

"I can see it," Xie Ximian opened the car panel, played a quiet and comfortable light music, and said, "It's the same for parents and children."

Xie Ximian was driving steadily. Jiang Ye looked at Xie Ximian's profile and slowly fell asleep. When he opened his eyes again, it was already a dark parking lot.

He rubbed his neck and looked at Xie Ximian in confusion: "Are you there?"

"Yeah." Xie Ximian put down his hands on the steering wheel, "I'm home."

"How long have I been sleeping?" Jiang Ye moved, and found that Xie Ximian helped him put down the seat at some point.

Xie Ximian unbuckled his seat belt: "It didn't take long, it only took three or four minutes to stop."

"Oh, that's good." Jiang Ye got up, opened the car door and walked outside. The wind in the parking lot blew and he woke up instantly.

He went around the front of the car and went to the driver's seat to look for Xie Ximian: "Where is this?"

"My house." Xie Ximian locked the car, pulled him back two steps, looked up at the sign on it - [private parking space], and said a little happily, "the parking space I bought."

Jiang Ye was still a little confused: "Your family means...your family?"

"If you're sleepy, you'll be a riddler with me." But Xie Ximian found the elevator after searching for a while. When the elevator went up, he said to the nervous Jiang Ye, "It was renovated in the middle of last year, and it's almost ready to live in. What's the matter at home?" Yes, my aunt comes to clean it every week... But there may not be any underwear to change, I will call an errand to deliver it later."

Jiang Ye was in a state of both nervousness and excitement, watching the number of elevator floors go up, and said, "Okay."

Xie Ximian swiped his fingerprints to open the door, and after turning on the lights in the room, he unpacked a pair of new slippers from the shoe cabinet and gave them to Jiang Ye: "My size may be too small, so you can just wear them, I also wear Auntie's shoes Woolen cloth."

The interior decoration style is unexpectedly warm, the walls are painted in light milk tea color, and the furnishings should all be log style.

"It's a bit small," Xie Ximian shrugged, "but I can only afford such a big one."

Jiang Ye said, "I think it's just right."

"Of course it's enough to live alone." Xie Qimian opened the windows to let the wind blow in.

"Two people...is enough." Jiang Ye whispered.

Xie Ximian looked back at him, holding the curtain and chuckling: "There are two people living here, there is no room for coconut milk in our house."

"It's enough for two people to sleep in one room," Jiang Ye said.

"What about my gaming room?" Xie Ximian asked.

Jiang Ye: "..." He sat down on the sofa, "Then coconut milk should live in the living room, anyway, he is lonely and widowed, so it's better not to live here."

"Tsk tsk tsk, you are a cruel father." Xie Ximian led him into the bedroom, "What if you marry a wife in the future?"

Jiang Ye: "...Aren't you going to cut his balls when he grows up, what kind of wife is that?"

"The next story, that's all the next story." Xie Ximian flipped through the pajamas, picked it up and compared it to Jiang Ye, "It doesn't seem to fit your size, otherwise you can sleep in underwear for a while."

In the face of Jiang Ye's embarrassment, Xie Ximian smiled and said, "I'm just kidding, let's try it out first, and if it doesn't work, I'll send someone a new set."

After Jiang Ye's toiletries were delivered, Xie Ximian pushed him to take a bath, and after tidying up the bed, he sat on the sofa to rest for a while.

This was the first time in many years that Xie Ximian lived in someone's own home.

This was very strange to him, and he couldn't even dig out the feeling of home from his memory to compare it with the present.

When I came last time, there was still a pack of cigarettes in the coffee table drawer, Xie Ximian closed the balcony door with his fingers.

Jiang Ye came out of the bathroom, but he couldn't find Xie Ximian. He went into the second bedroom to have a look, and found that the second bedroom was not a second bedroom at all, but an e-sports room made by Xie Ximian. It didn't even have a bed, only a customized computer and two display cabinets. , filled with trophies and dolls.

He walked over to take a closer look, and found that these were arranged in order, Internet cafe competition, offline competition, city competition...etc, as if a clear timeline recorded Xie Ximian's hard work and persistence over the past five years.

Jiang Ye stroked those trophies lightly, thinking, who could be as lucky as me to meet Xie Qimian.

He got the most direct competition experience and the fastest way to grow, all by stepping on the shoulders of Xie Ximian, who grew up in pain, and enjoying the fruits of Xie Ximian's struggle.

And Xie Ximian was acquiescing to all of this, he taught him everything he knew, and constantly changed himself to fit, adapt, and find the optimal solution.

He's telling everyone—

Xie Ximian is Jiang Ye's shortcut.

Jiang Ye moved some crooked trophies, stood in the distance and looked at them in awe for half a minute before slowly closing the door.

He wandered around in the two-bedroom, one-living room of only eighty square meters, and finally saw Xie Ximian, who was thin and thin, hidden behind the balcony door.

As soon as the door was opened, the cold wind brought the smell of smoke, Jiang Ye closed it again, and asked, "Why are you blowing air on the balcony, aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"

Xie Ximian shook the ashes into the ashtray held in his left hand, without looking back: "I'll go in right away, you can wait for me inside, the balcony smells bad."

Jiang Ye stood beside him and took the ashtray in his hand: "What's wrong?"

"It's just a cigarette addiction." Xie Ximian turned his head and crushed the cigarette butt down.

Jiang Ye held his wrist, pinched the cigarette from his fingertips, and watched the scarlet flame gradually burn the tobacco.

With a pinching gesture, he sucked lightly on the place where Xie Qimian's lips had been kissed.

"Idiot, suck it in and spit it out." Xie Qimian said.

But Jiang Ye had no time to spit it out.

Xie Ximian smiled and took back his cigarette, Jiang Ye said, "Show me the cigarette."

"Don't be bad."

"I want to know why you like smoking." Jiang Ye asked again, "Show me."

Xie Qimian stared at him. Under his burning eyes, he held the cigarette with his index and middle fingers, put it to his lips, took a puff, and then put down his hand.

Standing on tiptoe, he squeezed the back of Jiang Ye's neck close to him, and blew the smoke onto his lips.

Xie Ximian's eyes were bright in the white mist, like the brightest spot on the spire, he closed his eyes, and asked Jiang Ye softly, "Have you learned it yet?"

Jiang Ye briefly lost his sight, was in a trance, intoxicated, and lost his own perception in the sea of ​​fog called Xie Qimian.

If he was coaxed by him to drink strong wine, he was as drunk as mud.

Xie Ximian's heart was burnt to the core with fire, and even his breathing was completely taken away. Jiang Ye couldn't survive within an inch.

He struggled repeatedly, tearing away his reason from the hazy night, biting away the long-standing desires in his body and mind——

Xie Ximian.

Xie Ximian.

Xie Ximian.

"Xie Ximian, I'm sorry."

Jiang Ye broke through the fog and kissed Xie Qimian.

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