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In the e-sports circle during the season, there are constant hot spots every day, and there are quarrels every night.But today is the most lively day since the start of the S12 season, bar none.

The hot searches on Weibo included the entries of "End Jialan Pentakill" and "Scorpion defeated XH".

At the top of the hot list on all major video platforms is the highlight replay of Jialan Pentakill.

The homepage of the e-sports forum was slaughtered by Zuo Zhengyi's related posts——

"Rational Discussion, Two Pentakills in Two Matches, Is Brother End Fucking Up? "

"This is not a genius, but a god!" ! ! "

"Is there anything else to say about the scorpion fan who sprayed on the princess before?"Brother, come out and take two steps"

"No BAN Garan?What do you think? "

"Congratulations in advance to the Scorpion team for winning the S12 Triple Crown! ! ! "

"[Lucky draw post] save character in a low-key manner, please don't give up..."

"Assassin Version?I laughed, Jia Lan is your eternal father"

"Left god, don't show off!I can't blow it anymore! ! !I'm out of words! ! ! "

"EOH's No. [-] Beauty Kalan's Beautiful Skin Appreciation Encyclopedia"

……

On the way back to the base, Zuo Zhengyi leaned on Ji Jue's shoulder, swiping his phone boredly.

Big win tonight, but he wasn't too happy.

I even cried a little while ago.

He cried quietly, there was no sad emotion on his face, and his eyes were not red, only tears flowed silently for a moment, and he quickly wiped them away mercilessly.He yawned like nothing happened.

When Ji Jue looked over, Zuo Zhengyi said calmly, "Don't ask."

"..."

Ji Jue was very understanding, he understood without asking, and comforted him: "It's normal to be sad, after all..." It's WSND.

Zuo Zhengyi nodded: "Well, but not in the future."

He didn't even need comfort.

Ji Jue remembered that last year, when Zuo Zhengyi was discussing contract renewal with WSND, he cried on the phone: "I'm so good, Ji Jue, I'm so good, why can't I get what I want?"

He also said: "I just want to retire in WSND, I don't care if the annual salary is a little more or a little less, it's almost enough."

At that time Zuo Zhengyi thought that leaving WSND would be his "second death".

But he is not dead.

He walked onto the arena in a good manner, won XH, shed a few tears calmly, and said indifferently, "It won't happen in the future".

Zuo Zhengyi is so strong.

He seems to be born like this, to be a ruthless swordsman, not to be happy with things or to be sad with himself.

But Ji Jue knew how many times his heart had been broken before he made this expression today.

"May I hug you?" Ji Jue couldn't help but want to kiss him, smash his hard shell into slag, let him reveal his soft belly, and whimpered and acted like a baby in his arms.

But Zuo Zhengyi ignored him.

Ji Jue repeated his old trick, stretching his hand to the back of Zuo Zhengyi's waist.

Zuo Zhengyi immediately turned his head to look over: "Stop!"

Ji Jue let out a low laugh, pulled out his hand, and pretended to be wronged: "Brother End doesn't pay attention to me, what is so beautiful?" He leaned in front of Zuo Zhengyi's phone screen, "'Congratulations in advance to the Scorpion team for their S12 Triple Crown'... Hey, this is a black post."

"It's so boring." Zuo Zhengyi glanced at it, then closed it, and changed to a new post.

There is nothing new in the new posts, they are all clichés.It may also be because he doesn't care about the bragging and boasting now, so he feels bored.

Zuo Zhengyi leaned on the car seat and looked at it for a while with the mentality of killing time, when a WeChat pop-up window suddenly popped up with new news.

From the group "Blue buff's personal guards".

Zili: "Brother End, there are so many pentakill bonuses, do I still have a chance to get them in this life?"

Enter: "Don't think too much."

Zili: "Can't you think about it?"

Zili: "Have you seen Daqun? Yuchang said that he will invite us out for dinner tomorrow, let's have a little celebration, and Mr. Fang will come too."

Zili: "I guess the celebration is fake, but the mobilization meeting is real."

Enter: "I just want to know what to eat."

Zili: "You go to the big group and ask."

Enter: "I'm not going."

Enter: "Didn't you say that besides Mr. Fang, there are major shareholders coming?"

Zili: "@太子"

Zili retracted a message.

End: "..."

Zuo Zhengyi looked up at Ji Jue: "Your parents are coming?"

"I don't know." Ji Jue's happy expression sank slightly, "I haven't heard of it."

As soon as the words were finished, Ji Jue's WeChat rang. He opened the phone lock and saw that it was a message from his mother.

Xie Lan: "Xiao Jue, I'll meet you tomorrow. I want to bring some presents to Zhengyi. Ask him what he likes."

Zuo Zhengyi saw this message from the side, and was a little dazed: "Why bring me a gift?"

Although in the eyes of his relatives, he and Ji Jue have a good friendship, but it is not so close to let the elders bring gifts to him as a junior.

Zuo Zhengyi looked suspicious, but Ji Jue turned off the screen and put away the phone.

"Who knows, my mother is free." Ji Jue avoided Zuo Zhengyi's gaze, and said unnaturally, "You can accept her if she gives it to you. Don't want it for nothing."

"..."

Zuo Zhengyi was not stupid. He grabbed Ji Jue's sleeve and asked softly, "Does your mother know?"

Ji Jue said nothing.

Zuo Zhengyi poked him secretly: "Speak, does she know about our relationship?"

"Perhaps. I haven't told her. She may have guessed it herself."

"..."

Zuo Zhengyi was even more at a loss, how could he guess this?He and Ji Jue's mother had only met once in total, so how could she guess?Ji Jue is not the kind of person who would show his affection in front of his parents.

"How did you reconcile with your parents?" Zuo Zhengyi clenched Ji Jue's cuffs tightly in his hands, and rubbed them vigorously, pulling Ji Jue's shoulders toward him, and leaning his cheeks.

Zuo Zhengyi glanced at Ji Jue at close range: "Are you hiding something from me?"

"No." Ji Jue blurted out, "It's all trivial family matters. If you don't like to hear it, I won't say it."

Zuo Zhengyi said: "I like to listen, so talk about it."

"..."

Ji Jue showed helplessness: "Isn't it my birthday during the winter break? My mother called me. She cried a lot and apologized to me. Let me stop hating her and forget about my childhood. She said so, what can I do? After all, she is my own mother. "

Zuo Zhengyi felt unbelievable: "Are you so obedient? It's not like you."

"Really?" Ji Jue asked back, "What does brother think looks like me?"

Zuo Zhengyi thought for a while and said, "It's your style to hang up directly. Or sneer, 'You want to pick up ready-made ones if you don't want to raise them?' 'Why bother if you knew today', that kind of thing."

Ji Jue shrugged his shoulders and laughed.

His expression was not very clear in the car with the lights off, his eyelids drooped slightly, and his eyes fell on Zuo Zhengyi's face. The distance so close that they could touch each other's hearts without saying a word close.

Taking advantage of no one's attention, Ji Jue quickly kissed Zuo Zhengyi.

The soft lips parted as soon as they were touched. He grabbed Zuo Zhengyi's hand, clasped his fingers, and said softly: "Don't worry, it doesn't matter if my mother knows. You are my baby, and no one can touch you."