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This year's World Championship kicks off in early July.Before the start of the World Championship, the participating teams will arrange a period of special training on their own. This is the case every year. In addition to adjusting their own problems, the special training mainly focuses on tactics for foreign strong teams.

SP's special training time is scheduled from the end of May to the end of June, about a month. Prior to this, the players were given ten days off to let them relax mentally and physically.

Zuo Zhengyi received the holiday notice and asked Ji Jue, "What are we doing on vacation?"

He hadn't gotten up yet, Ji Jue couldn't get up because his arm was pressed by him.

Wechat buzzed non-stop, it was news from the small group of the team.

Ding Haichao is a "dwarf" in reality and a "giant" on the Internet. The whole team is the most proficient in online posture. I don't know how he came across the CP Chaohua of Zuo Zhengyi and Ji Jue, and kept posting screenshots of Chaohua posts Come to the team.

Among them was a picture that was captured by fans when Ji Jue was kissing Zuo Zhengyi on stage last night.This photo was filled with pink bubbles, and the CP fans of "Decisive Friendship" in Chaohua were in a daze, unconscious.

Ding Haichao said in the group: "I'm too excited to use a large size to like it. Will I be scolded? Brother End?"

Zuo Zhengyi said very sympathetically: "There are so many people who scold you, it doesn't matter if there are more."

Ding Haichao: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Zuo Zhengyi wondered: "Are you free? What are you doing with me and Righting's CP super chat?"

Ding Haichao: "You two are on the hot search, so I'll just click on it and have a look."

Ding Haichao: "You have a lot of female fans, I'm so impressed. But after saying this, I found that the number of female fans in the SP team is more than that of other teams. It is worthy of the beauty team. Even Xiao Zhao has so many female fans. Fen, I'm the only one pulling hips."

Ding Haichao: "Why? Am I ugly?"

Zuo Zhengyi: "Either ugly or bad, you choose one."

Ding Haichao: "..."

Ji Jue couldn't help laughing out loud, he especially liked watching Zuo Zhengyi chatting with others.When Zuo Zhengyi typed on the screen with his fingers, the expression on his face would change accordingly, which was very funny.

Following the topic of vacation just now, Ji Jue said: "What do you want to do? Want to go out to play? Let's find a place to travel for a few days?"

"Forget it." Zuo Zhengyi didn't look up, he was still typing with Ding Haichao, and said, "I don't have the mind to travel before the start of the World Championship, I'm afraid that too much relaxation will affect my state."

"Then we'll play locally for a few days."

"Ah."

Zuo Zhengyi agreed, and after a few seconds he suddenly raised his head and said, "But what fun is there in Shanghai? I'm tired of it."

Before Ji Jue could answer, his cell phone rang.

Zuo Zhengyi glanced at it and found it was fucking news.

Xie Lan: "Xiaojue, congratulations on winning the championship. Have you considered what your mother told you last time?"

"..."

Zuo Zhengyi saw it, but the expression on his face didn't change.He turned his eyes back to his mobile phone screen and continued to chat with Ding Haichao.

The atmosphere was suddenly subtly quiet for two seconds.

Ji Jue didn't reply, put down his phone, took the one from Zuo Zhengyi's hand, and kissed Zuo Zhengyi without warning.

"Why kiss me?" Zuo Zhengyi was a little annoyed, he fled from Ji Jue's arms, turned around and lay down on his own pillow.

Unyielding, Ji Jue hugged him behind his back and kissed his shoulder.

"do not be angry."

"Who's angry?"

The short breath that escaped from between the lips and teeth was swallowed up again in an instant. Zuo Zhengyi couldn't stand Ji Jue's nervous deep kiss, his teeth couldn't close together, and his tongue was sour from being sucked. It took him a lot of effort to get himself out of the suffocation. After being rescued, he said helplessly, "I'm not angry, why are you angry with your mother for contacting me?"

"Really?" Ji Jue confessed, "Actually, she has been sending me messages all the time."

"I guessed it." Zuo Zhengyi was not stupid.

Seeing that he was indeed not angry, Ji Jue went on to say, "She said that she will not interfere with my personal feelings in the future, and she will not make things difficult for us."

"real or fake?"

"real."

Ji Jue passed the news from last time to Zuo Zhengyi: "My parents' request is to reconcile with me and let me go back to inherit the family business. I insist on not agreeing, what else can they do if they don't make concessions?"

"..."

Zuo Zhengyi subconsciously glanced at Ji Jue, trying to see his true thoughts on this relationship from his expression.

But there is no need for him to look at it at all, Ji Jue didn't hide it: "Do you want to ask me why I don't reply or refuse? Because I think, if you can accept it, this matter can be considered."

When talking about these things, Ji Jue always has a clear mind, full of pros and cons, and is almost ruthlessly mature: "My parents are both people with a strong sense of blood relationship. They have a lot of assets in their hands, and I am the only son. Besides me, there is no one else. Who can pass the family business on? Of course it doesn’t matter if I want it or not, I don’t need money to spend, but—”

Ji Jue paused, and kissed Zuo Zhengyi again: "If I inherit the family business, we will be able to build a club in the future, brother. I want to help you realize your wish."

Zuo Zhengyi: "..."

You are really a filial son.

But this is not good at all.

Zuo Zhengyi's mood was very complicated. He was silent for a moment and asked Ji Jue, "Apart from hatred for your parents, do you have any other feelings?"

"Hate is gone." Ji Jue said nonchalantly, "I'm living such a good life now, why do I care what they do?"

"..."

Zuo Zhengyi choked.

"But every once in a while a little..."

Ji Jue seemed unable to think of a suitable word to describe it, so he thought for a long time and said, "Poor."

"Maybe blood relationship is at fault. I always feel that blood relationship is not important. The type of blood flowing in my body should not be used as a kind of moral standard to kidnap me. From the day when I was a child, I didn't care. They're gone. But my parents are so persistent in trying to reconcile with me, it makes me feel a little bit pathetic."

Ji Jue often communicated with Zuo Zhengyi what was in his heart, but most of what he said was what Zuo Zhengyi liked to hear, and it was never harsh.

Ever since Zuo Zhengyi quarreled with his mother last time, he never mentioned these things again.

Avoiding mentioning is also a kind of estrangement.

Recently, their relationship has reached a new level, and Ji Jue feels that there should be no more estrangement.The main reason is that he had the confidence to test Zuo Zhengyi's "not liking to listen" edge, so he spoke his heartfelt voice.

"If you don't mind, I will choose to reconcile with them. It doesn't take much effort for me to show some sympathy for their poor sake."

Ji Jue said coldly: "Isn't it too ugly to say that? Then let's replace 'poor' with 'unbearable' to beautify it a little bit. In short, they are only so important in my heart, and they are worthless compared to you Mention. But even if it's only this heavy, it's still... in my heart."

Ji Jue spoke directly and tactfully, and Zuo Zhengyi didn't answer for several seconds after listening.Ji Jue didn't know what he was thinking, and when he was about to say a few more words, he suddenly said, "I understand."

"Huh?" Ji Jue didn't understand.

"I understand how you feel." Zuo Zhengyi said, "I feel the same way about my dad. In fact, from last year until now, if I have any regrets, it's his funeral. I didn't go."

Ji Jue froze for a moment, he didn't know about this.

It is not even known when Zuo Zhengyi's father's funeral was held.

Zuo Zhengyi added: "It doesn't seem to be as serious as 'regret', but there is a pimple in my heart, which is a little subtle. So you just said, poor, I remembered the tone of my dad when he called me before he died..."

"Forget it." Zuo Zhengyi got into Ji Jue's arms, hid his face, and called out Ji Jue's name dully.

"Ji Jue, I think I've changed a lot. I don't know when it started." His voice was very soft, with a slightly hoarse magnetism, and he sighed.

Ji Jue asked: "What changed? Why didn't I find out?"

Zuo Zhengyi shook his head: "I don't know, it's just that I'm not as energetic as before. It doesn't matter if you hate my father or your mother, including you—"

"In the past, my mind was full of right and wrong, black and white, I hated making peace, and would rather die than surrender. Now I feel that forget it, it is not easy for everyone."

With a downcast face, Zuo Zhengyi said in a sad yet funny tone, "I've become an annoying adult, and I've learned to make do with it."

Ji Jue: "..."

Zuo Zhengyi turned out to be serious.

He said: "If you want to reconcile with your parents, just reconcile, I don't care. But there is no sign of building a club. Even if it is built in the future, I don't want their money. Let's work hard, okay? "

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Ji Jue pulled his face and kissed him.

They have all worked hard to this point, the double crown is in hand, and the triple crown is not far ahead.

——If you can even win the Triple Crown, what else can you not do?