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The night is a natural cover, the face is not as clear as the body temperature, and the words are not as deep as the intertwined lips and teeth.Zuo Zhengyi suddenly stopped his resistance and allowed Ji Jue to invade.Suddenly Ji Jue thought he agreed, and a wave of ecstasy welled up in his heart.

Zuo Zhengyi's clothes were pulled down to his shoulders, Ji Jue bowed his head and kissed his shoulders, the smooth skin and protruding bones were fascinating, Zuo Zhengyi was lying under him alive, no longer a cold back and silence profile.

But after kissing for a while, before he could go any further, Ji Jue felt Zuo Zhengyi's displeased gaze while he was motionless.

His kiss stopped abruptly, and he left Zuo Zhengyi's body.

"Continue." Zuo Zhengyi's voice was unnaturally hoarse after being deeply kissed, and his eyes stared at him coldly, "Why don't you continue?"

"...I'm sorry." Ji Jue muffled.

"Where's Yan Qingyun?" Zuo Zhengyi asked him.

"Change rooms with me."

"So it's a traitor." Zuo Zhengyi pushed Ji Jue, "Get off me."

Unprepared, Ji Jue suddenly fell to the side and fell to his side.But the bed was big enough, and there was room on the edge. Ji Jue took advantage of the situation and changed his posture. He pressed Zuo Zhengyi's arm from the side, put on a low face, and said in a low voice, "It's my fault, I threatened you!" his."

"Of course it's your fault."

Zuo Zhengyi suddenly turned over and lay on his side. He didn't want to look at him more, and left him with a view of his back. It took him a long time before he said, "What do you mean? Repeat the old trick? To pretend to be pitiful?"

"No, I just miss you." Ji Jue's voice came from behind, with a bit of self-deprecating, "I don't know how to talk to you now, I have no right to be tough, and I have no right to 'play pitiful' , what do you want me to do, brother?"

Zuo Zhengyi sneered: "It means my fault?"

"No, that's not what I meant....Don't think so badly of me, okay?"

Ji Jue's hand stretched out from behind, before he hugged his waist, Zuo Zhengyi slapped him away.

Zuo Zhengyi turned to look at him: "Ji Jue, you should know what is most important at this stage. If you don't come to me this month, I think you know it well."

"I know it." Ji Jue said, "I should not think about anything, train hard, and fight for the world championship with you. This is what I demand of myself, so I have been enduring it... But I am not a machine, I can't help it At that time, I just wanted to kiss you and hug you, and I couldn't stand the headache when I saw you sharing a room with someone else."

"Come on, what's none of my business?"

Zuo Zhengyi was very indifferent: "You can kiss if you want, hug if you want, what do you think of me? I think you are a dog, and you can't change your life to eat shit."

These words are really ugly, and they hit the nail on the head.

Ji Jue was silent for a moment, then said clearly: "I understand, you don't believe me anymore."

Zuo Zhengyi didn't say a word.

Ji Jue said: "You feel selfish in everything I do, and you feel that everything I say is flattery. There is nothing about me that deserves your liking, right?"

"Yes." Zuo Zhengyi nodded, "Go, don't disturb my sleep."

"..."

Ji Jue got out of bed, Zuo Zhengyi turned his back to him again.

Ji Jue stared at the back that he had watched countless times, and observed Zuo Zhengyi's shoulders, wanting to see if he was trembling or showing a little bravado.

But the night was too dark, and the outlines one meter away became blurred, and he couldn't see him clearly.

It may also be because there is fog in front of my eyes, so I can't see clearly.

"I'm sorry." Ji Jue said, "I admit that I did something wrong, and I'm sorry for you and grandma. If time can be turned back and we go back in time, I will never let you get hurt for me."

As the fog got thicker, Ji Jue lowered his head: "When we finish the fight and return home, I'll accompany you to visit grandma's grave and apologize to her face to face, is that okay?"

Zuo Zhengyi didn't answer.

Ji Jue said again: "Play well, me too. I won't bother you for the time being."

He turned and went out, closing the door.

Zuo Zhengyi remained silent. Gradually, his tense shoulders relaxed, exhaled exhaustion, fell back on the bed, and closed his eyes.

This is my first night in Korea.

Zuo Zhengyi struggled to fall asleep, and even started to continue the dream he hadn't finished just now—climbing a mountain.

Zuo Zhengyi is usually not superstitious, but whenever he encounters a major event, he can't help but believe in metaphysics.

Before the Champions League final last season, he dreamed that he was the king and won the championship.

Before the knockout round of the Champions Cup this season, he dreamed of playing games with Ji Jue's parents and was eliminated.

In fact, before the finals of the World Championship last year, he also had a dream, and he vaguely remembered that he didn't dream of any good omens at that time, so he became the runner-up.

This "so" is very unreasonable, but Zuo Zhengyi in the dream is more superstitious than when he is awake. He climbs the mountain desperately, hoping to reach the top soon and win a good fortune for himself.

However, the mountain road was endless, and he was sweating all over, his body was sore and limp, and he had no strength, and he still couldn't see the peak.

That seems to be an endless road to the sky.

Zuo Zhengyi passed out on the road and woke up.

"..."

The dream was too real. After waking up, the illusion of weakness and soreness was still there. Zuo Zhengyi had pain in his back, leg, wrist, and heart.

He turned on the light and the phone displayed five twenty.

It was already dawn, and the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hotel on the upper floors of the building were facing the east. He opened the curtains and glanced at the distant sky, then turned and went to the bathroom to wash up.

After Ji Jue left, Yan Qingyun didn't come back. I don't know how they allocated the room. Maybe Ji Jue opened another room alone to rest.

Fragmentary thoughts flashed through Zuo Zhengyi's mind. He lowered his head and stared at the faucet that was constantly pouring out water. The sound of flowing water and the cold touch woke him up a little.

Cold water was poured from the back of his hand to his wrist, his fair skin flushed faintly, suddenly, and there was a pain somewhere, Zuo Zhengyi suddenly withdrew his hand reflexively.

"..."

He froze for two seconds, unable to identify where the pain came from, it was more like a dream that had not yet woken up, and the hallucinations still remained.

Zuo Zhengyi turned the cold water into warm water, took a brief wash, brushed his teeth, and changed his clothes.But it was too early, and he didn't know where to go or what to do, so he sat down in front of the sofa and looked at his phone.

Yesterday, Scorpion chatted in the WeChat group for half the night, and Zuo Zhengyi couldn't get through the news interface for a long time. After a cursory glance, they were discussing the grouping situation of the World Championship.

In the group stage, sixteen teams from major regions around the world were randomly divided into four groups.

Scorpion is in Group A, with a Korean team, a North American team, and a Vietnamese team.

Because of the "same country avoidance principle", the three Chinese teams will not meet in the group stage. SP and CQ entered Group B and Group C respectively.

CQ's luck is obviously not very good. This year's Korean league champion and Australian league champion are both in Group C. Three hard stubbles meet together, with the cannon fodder of a weak competition area. Four teams will advance to two teams, and there will be tragic casualties.

In contrast, the lottery calculation of Scorpion and SP is neither good nor bad, and the prospects for qualifying are quite promising.

The group stage is a BO1 competition system, with double rounds within the group, that is to say, each team has to play two games with three opponents in the same group, and finally rank according to the points, and the top two will be eligible to advance to the knockout round.

The schedule is out. On July 7st, Scorpion's opponent in the first game is the North American team KTE.

This year's World Championship starts earlier than in previous years, and the schedule is denser.

The draw ceremony for the group stage was held live online. The official opening ceremony is scheduled for the evening of July 7. It is said that many stars will appear at that time.

Zuo Zhengyi had no interest in those Korean stars, and after reading the group chat messages, he felt a little sleepy again.

But the uncomfortable feeling near his right wrist from time to time cast a shadow over his heart that he didn't dare to look at carefully.

It may be because he has been too tired in recent months, and he has never had such a high training intensity before.

Ordinary people have adverse physical reactions to playing computer games every day, let alone his style of play.

It feels like it's time to take a break.

Zuo Zhengyi sighed, thinking how annoying, doesn't he want to rest?

At 06:30 in the morning, Zuo Zhengyi was still sitting on the sofa in a daze.

He moved his wrist a little, and the awkward feeling was no longer obvious. It seemed to be a reaction stimulated by the cold water, and it soon returned to normal.

Zuo Zhengyi stared at his wrist for a few seconds, thinking in his heart that the problem should not be serious, and he would be fine after a while of rest, which is probably a normal reaction to being overworked.

But I don't know if it was because the dream last night was really unlucky, and he was inexplicably flustered.

Even if it's a big deal, you should find the team doctor to deal with it, right?

"..."

Zuo Zhengyi endured until eight o'clock, finally couldn't sit still, went to the opposite room and knocked on the team doctor's door.

The team doctor's name is Sun Zhixin, and he lives with the translator Song Yan.She opened the door and saw it was Zuo Zhengyi. She was a little surprised and asked him, "What's the matter? Come in and say?"

Zuo Zhengyi was embarrassed to enter the room of the two girls.

He was in a bad mood, his face turned slightly pale, and he stood at the door and said, "Sister Sun, my hands don't feel very comfortable..."

Sun Zhixin was more "outrageous" than Zuo Zhengyi, and he was startled when he heard this, and said nervously, "Come in first, let me have a look."