The counterattack of the mid laner [E-sports]

The spring season is about to start, and every minute and every second of training is very precious. Their team usually takes a day off every Sunday in principle, but even if they take a break, no one relaxes. They still play Rank in solo to practice basic skills. It will be later than usual.

On Christmas Eve, just after their training, Yi Chun appeared at the base inexplicably as if he had pinched a pinch, brought a box of apples, bought fried chicken, and incidentally announced the good news of tomorrow's holiday.

Fried golden and crispy chicken, coated in a rich and authentic sweet and spicy sauce, with a tangy aroma that permeates the entire base.The apples are red, big, and full of moisture. It is said that they were airlifted from Shandong, and they are sweet and fresh.It's rare that Yichun didn't wrap the apples in a fancy package as a safe fruit. Yicheng was a little relieved, and at the same time he was a little angry, because his brother brought these two...he couldn't eat any of them.

He just had his wisdom teeth pulled out yesterday, and there was nothing wrong with him at that time. He only applied the ice pack for a short while, and he felt that he had recovered.

When the nurse asked him if he needed to prescribe painkillers, he thought it would be bad to take too much ibuprofen, so he waved his hand smartly.

"Need not."

"Really not?"

Fu Mixiao picked up the ice pack that he had thrown aside, and pressed it on his face lightly but without hesitation, "You used to be very afraid of pain."

have a look!have a look!This dog is talking about four years ago again!

"I'm not afraid now, okay! I'm an iron-blooded man now!"

Yi Cheng was hesitant at first, but now that he heard what he said, he became more determined. He glared at Fu Mixiao, snatched the ice pack, turned around and left, to prove that he was really good now, he even pulled Fu Mixiao Mi Xiao went to the barbershop to wash his hair together, went to watch a movie by the way, and posted a provocative Moments.

"A real warrior, go to the hair salon to wash your hair after pulling out your teeth, and watch a movie by the way/Show your teeth.jpg"

Even if you set up Moments to be visible for three days, Yi Cheng usually doesn’t like to post messy things, but this time it’s rare to post one, and it’s like a stone that stirred up a thousand waves. Within a few minutes, friends who had good things in Moments clicked Like Comment.

Yet: Still watching movies?Come back to training soon!

Rosewaitingforlove: No, Cheng!What do you mean?Official announcement?

Rosewaitingforlove: Do you have a girlfriend?

Rosewaitingforlove: No way! !You can't have a girlfriend before me!

Papo: We, Cheng'er, are also dating, tears in my eyes.I wish a happy marriage for a hundred years/rose./rose.

Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Jingjing (Shen Xingchi): Brother, don’t forget the donuts I asked you to bring for me!

……

Isn't the point of this circle of friends that he had his tooth pulled today!Isn't he still strong-willed after pulling out his teeth?Why did it involve whether he officially announced whether he would find a partner or not?

Sure enough, none of these people really cared about him!snort!

Yi Cheng turned off WeChat, and was very angry all the way back. Fu Mixiao ignored him when he talked to him, and even forgot to help Shen Xingchi buy donuts.

Shen Xingchi, who had no donuts to eat, also played a little temper, until he was solo killed several times by Yi Cheng, the "iron-blooded real guy" in Rank.

Yi Cheng spent the day unrestrainedly, and didn't even miss training, but when the anesthetic wears off at night, the "Iron-Blooded True Man" couldn't wake up anymore, and couldn't sleep due to the pain, so he hugged the pillow and knocked on Fu Mi next door. Xiao's door, begging for comfort and going along with Mao.

But this psychological comfort could not cure the physical pain. When he woke up this morning, his face was already swollen into a rectangle, like a squirrel with pine nuts in its mouth.

Of course, there is no need to think about the appearance of apple fried chicken. He is like an old lady without teeth at this moment, who can only eat soft and easy-to-swallow foods such as porridge and egg custard.

Others can eat it, but I can't. This kind of feeling is really not good, especially the fried chicken is still so fragrant, the apple is so crispy, his hearing is already very good, coupled with his concentration, so in the base The chewing sound was extraordinarily loud, which annoyed him.

But at this time, Shen Xingchi came over to challenge his patience, holding an apple in his hand, gnawed like a mouse, tiptoed to Yi Cheng, and yanked off the mask Yi Cheng had been wearing.

"Oh my god, bro, you're all swollen like this! Didn't you post on Moments yesterday saying you were fine? Why did you change like this today? You look like a squirrel!"

After finishing speaking, he poked Yi Cheng half of the face without fear of death.

"hiss……"

Yi Cheng suffered from pain, took a breath, and swung his fists to beat Shen Xingchi. Shen Xingchi was chased by him and ran all over the room, shouting as he ran:

"Help! The squirrel is killing people!"

……

The two of you chased me up to the second floor, just in time to meet Fu Mixiao coming out of the house, and casually grabbed the little squirrel that ran by... ah, no, it was Yi Cheng who caught it and picked it up to fight against his body. on the shoulders.

"Go, come with me."

"Let me beat this brat up, or I won't be able to get rid of the hatred in my heart!" Although his face was swollen and he couldn't speak fluently, Yi Cheng still yelled out these words.

Shen Xingchi watched him thrashing and struggling under Fu Mixiao's control, made a face at him in satisfaction, and ran away happily.

And Yi Cheng was carried into the house by Fu Mixiao, "Hurry up and put on a set of thick clothes, we're going to be late."

When Yi Cheng came back to his senses, he was already on the plane to the capital.

"No, what's the situation! Even if you rest tomorrow, you have to train the day after tomorrow!"

Fu Mixiao looked at him with a smile, and approached him, the lingering peppermint aroma came to his nostrils, Yi Cheng suddenly felt the cabin was stuffy, his mouth was dry, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down unconsciously.

This is a public place, and they are well-known anyway, so... it's not very good.

But if Fu Mixiao really wants to kiss, then he can reluctantly accept it, but he just had his teeth pulled out yesterday, and his face is still swollen, it should hurt if he sticks out his tongue, he can't stick out his tongue, he can't. stick out your tongue!

Seeing Fu Mixiao getting closer and closer, and Yi Cheng's heart beating faster and faster, he quickly closed his eyes and grabbed the armrest of the plane seat, his fingers turned white.

The softness on the lips did not come off for a long time, but Yi Cheng heard a clear "click".

He opened his eyes, saw Fu Mixiao's slender fingers resting on the buttons of his seat belt, and raised his eyebrows, "What are you thinking about?"

Yi Cheng's face turned red quickly, he glanced his head, and looked out of the window, Fu Mixiao's joyful laughter came from his ears, his hair was messed up by the big hand that had just gently fastened his seat belt.

"Didn't you say you wanted to see the snow?"

It seems that there is such a thing.

A few days ago, it snowed heavily in the north, and everything was covered by the white sky.This is a very extravagant thing for Shenzhen. Wearing half-sleeves, Yi Cheng looked at the photos and videos posted by friends in the north in Moments, and sincerely sighed "I want to see snow".

Wang Xue really wanted to see Xue, but the words were unintentional, even he himself forgot after saying it.

But Fu Mixiao did remember.

Yi Cheng looked at the huge wings of the plane, and tucked his head into the big hat of the cotton-padded jacket. Flying from Shenzhen to the capital was considered a long journey, and it was always the best choice to sleep at such a time.

He sat by the window, first put his head against the sun visor, and felt the vibration brought by the engine when the plane was running. He changed his position several times in a row, and felt a little awkward, so he opened his eyes a little. Secretly observed Fu Mixiao who was sitting beside her.

He originally didn't want to talk to him. This guy is very bad. He obviously didn't want to kiss him, but he was so ambiguous, causing him to misunderstand and make him embarrassed.

However, when he remembered that this person always remembered the things he mentioned casually, and how he hugged himself to coax him to sleep last night, he felt that Fu Mixiao was actually pretty good, and flying was so boring , he wants to talk to him.

Such entangled thoughts were reflected in his behavior, he squirmed back and forth on the seat like a big bug, and what ended this endless squirming was the moment the plane took off the ground.

The slight shaking accompanied by the sudden sense of weightlessness made Yi Cheng instinctively grab Fu Mixiao's arm, plunged into his arms, and pressed his forehead against his shoulder.

"I can't sleep well, please lend me a seat."

……

The current situation is more or less anxious.

Yicheng didn't know why it became like this.

The matter started half an hour ago, when they got off the plane, they were immediately hit by the cold wind, Yicheng fell asleep in the dark, missed the meal on the plane, and was already hungry at this time.

It was already cold, but I couldn't help but freeze even more when I was hungry.

The first priority is to fill the stomach.Now that we are in the capital and it is winter, we have to try the old Beijing copper hot pot.

"Aren't your teeth still swollen? Can you eat it?"

Fu Mixiao was still a little hesitant at first, but he couldn't resist Yi Cheng's insistence, so he had no choice but to let him go.

It just snowed in the capital city last night, and the roads are covered with snow on both sides, and the eyes are filled with a vast expanse of white. Yi Cheng carefully grabbed a handful of snow from a low tree branch by the side of the street, his palms were icy cold, and his little hands were red from the cold. , the snow melted in his palm, he was a little reluctant, so he waved his hands away, the snowflakes were flying with the cold wind, it looked a bit snowy.

If only we could see snow.

The reserved hot pot restaurant is a certain distance from where they are, and it is said to be very popular.The road was slippery after the snow, and the traffic was a bit congested. Fortunately, Fu Mixiao called the number in advance, and when they arrived at the store, they were just in line.

When going out with Fu Mixiao, Yi Cheng never has to worry about the itinerary, anyway, this person will arrange everything properly.

"Sir, we are holding an event in our store. If you get [-] likes in Moments, you will get a bunch of sour plum soup. Do you want to participate?"

Yi Cheng wanted to refuse at first, he was not short of the money for the pot of sour plum soup, but after thinking about it, it is not difficult to take advantage of the advantages, and it is not difficult to post to Moments.

So I took a few random photos and posted them with the words "eat hot pot".

The root of everything is because of this circle of friends. He just posted it for less than 2 minutes before he received a comment from an old classmate.

Wu Yiwei: Are you also in the old Beijing hot pot?Is it xx store?

Wu Yiwei was his high school classmate, and they had a good relationship with each other when they were in school, but the fundamental reason for their good relationship was that Wu Yiwei was familiar with him, and he kept talking non-stop when he had nothing to do.

No, Yi Cheng hadn't replied to him yet, he called him with a WeChat call.

"Cheng'er, when did you come here? What a coincidence, I happened to be waiting outside the store! Which table are you at? I'll go in and see you!"

Ever since Yicheng started playing professionally, he hasn't had much contact with his classmates, and he doesn't know how they are doing now. He only occasionally checks Moments and knows that he is studying in Beijing.

For a moment, he couldn't find any reason to refuse, so Yi Cheng had no choice but to report the seat number, and after hanging up the phone for a while, he saw Wu Yiwei.

He has grown in stature since he went to college, and he can clean up. He looks much more energetic than before, and as soon as he enters the store, he goes straight to Yicheng, completely ignoring Fu Mixiao.

Yi Cheng felt that he really committed a crime, Fu Mixiao was such a big and handsome guy, yet he didn't even look at him.

He was complaining in his heart when he was hugged by Wu Yiwei who was sitting next to him.

"Oh, Cheng! Long time no see! I miss you so much! Look at you, you come here to eat hot pot with your face so swollen, how fierce you are!"

Yi Cheng was taken aback, the hands holding the chopsticks shook, and the chopsticks almost fell onto the table.

This old classmate is really... enthusiastic.

"Okay, okay, the hall is public, what are you doing?"

Yi Cheng put down his chopsticks, patted his back twice meaningfully, and secretly moved his butt to the side.

"That's right, our Cheng'er is now a professional player and famous, but we can't be the same as before, Cheng'er...I watched your semi-finals! I'm just cheering for you! That joke is so annoying, I keep going to the middle lane to catch you……"

That nasty little boy is sitting across from you now!Why can't you see such a big person!Brother, wake up!

Yi Cheng peeked at Fu Mixiao out of the corner of his eye, and found that the other side was calm and breezy, but the aura around him was a bit colder, and even the white mist rising from the hot pot had to dodge when he met him. As if afraid of freezing.

"Yi Cheng, this is...?"

Fu Mixiao's eyes just met Yi Cheng's, maybe seeing the embarrassment in his eyes, he raised his eyebrows, put a piece of tofu into Yi Cheng's bowl, and interrupted Wu Yiwei's chattering.

"This is my high school classmate, Wu Yiwei."

Yi Cheng heaved a sigh of relief as if he was saved, and patted Wu Yiwei, "Yiwei, this is our newly bought jungler, Fu Mixiao."

It seems that this classmate Wu Yiwei is Xiao Shen's black fan. His enthusiastic face just now cooled down immediately. It was his politeness and upbringing that made it difficult for him to maintain a smile on his face.

"It's God Xiao, I'm honored. My ex-boyfriend likes you..."

Before he finished speaking, he choked up, as if recalling some sad past, Yi Cheng hurriedly pushed the empty bowl in front of him, interrupting his emo.

"That... Yiwei, why are you here? How about some food first?"

"I... Fuck, I just broke up two days ago, and I laughed at it. The buddies in my dormitory wanted to accompany me to relieve boredom, so they made an appointment to have hot pot together. Why don't I come here to make a reservation?"

As he spoke, he naturally put his hands on Yi Cheng's shoulders, just like when he asked Yi Cheng to borrow him to copy homework in high school.

"Don't talk about my nonsense... Cheng'er, you really made our poor students look bad. After you didn't come to school, the teacher still used you as a negative example. What happened? It's not a dream come true, but a dream come true. Pros!"

"Cheng'er, can you take a photo with me? I told the people in the dormitory that you were my classmate, and they all thought I was bragging, and it made me mad." After speaking, he took out his phone from his pocket , handed it to Fu Mixiao as a matter of course, "Could you please take a picture for us?"

Fu Mixiao glanced at Wu Yiwei coldly, and Yi Cheng felt that his face was going to turn green with anger.He didn't pick up the mobile phone in front of him, and obviously frowned, "His face is so swollen, it's not suitable for taking pictures with you, right?"

"What's the matter?" Wu Yiwei didn't notice his dissatisfaction, and stretched his phone forward again, "I haven't seen him before? He fell off the top bunk and became limped, and I helped him get on it." Where's the toilet!"

"Oh?" Fu Mixiao raised his eyebrows, apart from dissatisfaction, there was also a bit of inquiry on his face, "Is there such a thing?"

"That's right! If he hadn't gone to play professionally later, we probably would have been together long ago!"

?

It happened that he fell off the bed, but he didn't know about being with Wu Yiwei. He always thought this brother was a straight man of steel!

Quickly slapping Wu Yiwei's hand away from his shoulder, Yi Cheng punched him on the shoulder, "Don't talk nonsense!"

"Cheng'er," Wu Yiwei grinned, not sure if he was joking or serious, "I think it's fate and God's will when we meet again! Why don't you consider me?"

"Consider what a fart!" Yi Cheng refused without thinking, and watched Fu Mixiao secretly with his eyes, but the hot pot mist covered his face, and the expression on his face was unreal.

After that, the atmosphere became more and more subtle.

Fu Mixiao and Wu Yiwei seemed to be competing secretly.

Wu Yiwei gave him a piece of tofu, and Fu Mixiao picked a shrimp slip, and thoughtfully cut the shrimp slip into small pieces for him to bite.

Wu Yiwei poured him tea, and Fu Mixiao handed him a tissue, and later wiped his mouth for him, and asked him to spit out what he didn't eat on the tissue in his hand.

Is this... the feeling of being robbed?

No wonder everyone likes to read Shura's story now, it seems quite cool.

So when are you going to fight for me?

Although he hates troubles and rotten peach blossoms, he unexpectedly discovered that occasionally someone making Fu Mixiao, who has always been calm, jealous, is also a pleasant thing.

It wasn't until Wu Yiwei's friend came to him that the secret fight between the two came to an end.

Wu Yiwei showed strong reluctance before leaving, and asked Yi Cheng to keep in touch with him.

Yi Cheng secretly glanced at Fu Mixiao's darkened face, and agreed.

I'm sorry, student Wu, although I can't keep in touch with you, and I won't give you a chance, but it's so interesting to watch some people get jealous, so I agreed to you.I wish you an early discovery of your own happiness!

Thinking like this, he stuck out his tongue towards Wu Yiwei's leaving back, and Fu Mixiao happened to see him.

Fu Mixiao cleared his throat, settled the bill gracefully, and asked him with raised eyebrows, "Are you satisfied now?"

After finishing speaking, he got up and left without waiting for his answer.

Sure enough, his little thoughts did not escape his eyes at all.

Yi Cheng shrank his neck and hurriedly followed, but the opponent was tall and long-legged, and his steps were big enough, so it was a bit difficult for his short legs to follow behind.

"Xiao Shen, Xiao Shen, don't be angry."

Thinking of Fu Mixiao being jealous, Yi Cheng felt happy in his heart, but he had to coax him personally if he got angry, which was a bit troublesome. Fortunately, Fu Mixiao should be easy to coax, so he never tires of this process. .

"You say you, the two of us are just teammates, it's boring if you're jealous."

Obviously, even if Fu Mixiao is easy to coax, the young master Yi Cheng who we are used to coaxing is not good at coaxing people, and he can step on thunder with precision with one mouth. Originally, Fu Mixiao had slowed down a little. After saying this, people walked faster.

"Fu Mixiao! Fu Mixiao!"

Yi Cheng yelled again, but he didn't slow down, and suddenly became a little anxious, ran to his side, caught him from behind, buried his face on his back, and said in a muffled voice, "I I took the initiative to hug you, and it would be too much for you to get angry again."

Only then did Fu Mixiao stop, and he continued, "I have nothing with him, we are just high school classmates."

Being able to get the young master to explain such a sentence is already a huge improvement. Fu Mixiao turned around and suddenly felt that he seemed to be able to improve a little bit, so he took a step back and looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"He hugged you just now."

"That's different!" The young master was not very happy when he was dodged when he took the initiative to hug someone, and quickly explained, "That was his initiative, and it has nothing to do with me!"

They did not know when they had reached the nearby residential area, and the surroundings were very quiet, only the street lamps gave off dim light, shining on the snow that had not yet been cleared.

Fu Mixiao's expression became even more confusing in such an environment, just like his emotions were unpredictable, Yi Cheng stomped his feet, feeling a little anxious.

"Then what do you want from me! How about giving you a kiss? You won't be jealous after kissing you?"

"We are just teammates, you actually want to kiss me?"

Yi Cheng never expected that he would be reprimanded by Fu Mixiao with what he said, it was like shooting himself in the foot.

"Do you want to kiss? If not, I'm leaving!"

The answer to him was still endless silence. Under the dim light, Fu Mixiao opened his woolen coat and opened his arms to signal him to come over.

Yi Cheng ran over, wrapped his arms around his waist, felt the warmth in his clothes, before Fu Mixiao's kiss fell, he reminded in a low voice:

"You can't stick your tongue out!"

Fu Mixiao smiled: "Your coaxing skills need to be improved."

After speaking, she kissed him lightly.

Snowflakes fluttered from the sky at some point, lightly falling on their heads, dyeing their hair white.

Fu Mixiao's coat was warm, just enough to hold him in his arms.

The author has something to say:

Happy New Years Day babies! !

All the best in the new year and all wishes come true!

And, can I keep updating in the new year? Huh qwq

The Spring Split should start tomorrow.