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The end of the game is always at night, and the night has different colors due to victory or defeat.The same neon lights and crowds, when you are happy, it is lively, but when you are not happy, the excitement also becomes a lonely foil, which makes people feel unhappy.

On the way from the competition venue to the base, the team bus was extremely quiet.Zuo Zhengyi slept with headphones on, and suddenly sneezed and opened his eyes while he was half asleep.When Ji Jue looked over, he said, "Maybe someone scolded me behind my back", as if joking, and fell asleep after speaking.

According to the lunar calendar, it is now late spring.But the flowers on the street are blooming just right, the early spring flowers are gone, and the late blooming varieties are competing for beauty, yellow, red, pink, and white, sneaking into Zuo Zhengyi's dream from the green belt, fascinated his eyes .

He actually dreamed of Ji Jue, and clearly Ji Jue was sitting beside him.

They trampled on the spring flowers all over the ground together, broke off the flower branches, trampled the petals into mud, and spring ended under their feet.But for some reason, spring is over, but summer refuses to come.

Zuo Zhengyi didn't know what kind of desire he had integrated into his desire for Xia Tian. He desperately punched and cursed: "Why? Why? Am I not strong enough? Why don't you come?!"

But time is an endless ocean. He faces Xia Tian across the sea, and he has exhausted his youth without waiting for the coming of summer.

Probably people's luck is always limited. God has given someone an unrivaled talent, but if he has shortcomings in other areas, he is not perfect after all, otherwise, wouldn't he just take advantage of it all by himself?Why?

Zuo Zhengyi fell asleep for a long time, and when he arrived at the base, Ji Jue woke him up.

The Champions Cup was eliminated, and the whole Scorpion team was in grief. They all looked like frost-beaten eggplants, and they walked in dejectedly.The team leader said that the kitchen had prepared supper and told them to eat their fill first.

But everyone lost their appetite, didn't eat a few mouthfuls of food, and dispersed in a hurry. Some went back to their rooms to take a shower, and some went back to the training room to play games and watch videos.

Seeing the situation, Sun Chunyu said that there will be no replay tonight, everyone should take a good rest, adjust their mood, and have to train as usual tomorrow.Although the Champions League is over, the EPL is not over yet, so we cannot be discouraged.

These words are what a coach should say, but Zuo Zhengyi listened more impatiently than usual.

He thought to himself, who doesn't understand the truth?But what's the use of saying more on the scene?Can you win the game without getting discouraged?They are not qigong practitioners.

He satirized Sun Chunyu harshly in his heart, and immediately disliked everyone, including himself.

But this emotion is very short-lived, similar to getting angry, Zuo Zhengyi calmed down after taking a shower, rescued himself from the defeated state of blaming others and self-pity, and began to think about the next game.

——If you are eliminated, just eliminate it, but you still have to keep your eyes on the future.

Sun Chunyu is right, don't be discouraged.

Zuo Zhengyi inhaled deeply, exhaled, inhaled, exhaled... It was really like practicing qigong, after such a few back and forth, the depression that filled his chest was finally discharged, and his face turned red again. , not so pale.

He changed his clothes and went to the second floor, where all four teammates were in the training room.

Song Xianfeng had just finished editing Weibo—he was the captain, and although he existed in name only, he thought he didn't play well tonight, so in order to reduce his conscience, he took the initiative to take the blame and posted a Weibo apology to the fans of the team.

The computer screen in front of Yan Qingyun is playing tonight's game video, the coach temporarily postponed the replay, he has nothing to do, so he will replay the game by himself first.

Zhang Zili was standing by the window on the phone. The person opposite was his mother. I don't know if he was comforting him or teaching him a lesson. He didn't cry, but his expression was uglier than crying.

Zuo Zhengyi glanced at Ji Jue, and suddenly found that Ji Jue was smoking.

Sensing his gaze, Ji Jue exhaled a puff of smoke and looked at him too.

Zuo Zhengyi forgot what to say in an instant, and after a moment of silence, he sat down in his seat.Turn on the computer, plug in the keyboard and mouse, and when the monitor lights up, Zuo Zhengyi turns to ask Ji Jue, "When did you start smoking again?"

Ji Jue said: "Occasionally take two puffs, not many."

Zuo Zhengyi didn't speak anymore, he had some opinions on this, smoking is not healthy.But he felt that there was no need to worry about such trivial matters, and Ji Jue also needed to decompress.

Zuo Zhengyi pondered for a few seconds, and suddenly, on a whim, he stepped on the floor with his feet, and slid the roller gaming chair near Ji Jue's computer desk, leaned over a few inches, picked up the cigarette case on the table, and pulled out one.

"I want to smoke too."

"..."

Ji Jue paused for a moment, but didn't stop him, and pressed the lighter with his own hands to help him light his cigarette.

Zuo Zhengyi took a deep breath, his eyes turned red from the pungent tobacco smell, he leaned on the edge of the table and coughed heavily, his expression seemed to be poisoned, but his heart was very happy.

"Not bad." Zuo Zhengyi boasted, and then praised again, "Very good. Remember to bring my share when you buy cigarettes in the future."

This time it was Ji Jue's turn to have an opinion, but he didn't say anything for a while, just staring at Zuo Zhengyi.

If not all his teammates were present, Zuo Zhengyi felt that Ji Jue might have kissed him directly.Although he didn't move now, Ji Jue's gaze had already brushed his lips and penetrated deeply into his throat.

Zuo Zhengyi suddenly wanted to go to bed.

The desire of the body grows from the deficiency in the mind, and he wants to vent it.

He turned off the computer he had just turned on, and dragged Ji Jue downstairs, "You come."

"what's up?"

"Do not ask."

Zuo Zhengyi dragged Ji Jue into his room, closed the door, pushed him against the wall with his backhand, and kissed him.

Zuo Zhengyi's cigarette was thrown away just now, but Ji Jue's cigarette was still in his hand.He was afraid that Zuo Zhengyi would be scalded, so he stretched out his arms and held them further away, so his movements seemed passive.

But soon Ji Jue turned against the guest. Before he had time to swallow the puff of smoke in his lungs, he kissed Zuo Zhengyi, put his arm around Zuo Zhengyi's waist, and kissed him deeply for a while. Handed it to his lips, took a sip.

After inhaling, stuff it into Zuo Zhengyi's mouth and share it.

They kissed and smoked the same cigarette, and then rolled on the bed, comforting each other with their bodies.

Zuo Zhengyi took the initiative more than ever before, almost using Ji Jue, a living person, as a smoke, inhaling and exhaling, the curling smoke filled the room, making people dizzy.

But Ji decided not to be passive, and lost his temper in the second half, lit a new cigarette, gagged Zuo Zhengyi every time he was trembling and out of breath, and forced him to smoke.

Zuo Zhengyi was so choked by the smell that he lost half his life, and felt really refreshed. Ji Jue knew what he needed, and they didn't need to communicate with each other. They could tell whether it should be deep or shallow with just one look.

Just once, and it's over in less than an hour.

Afterwards, Zuo Zhengyi went into the bathroom to take a shower, and Ji Jue opened the door and walked in, and pressed him against the wall again.

The shower was not turned off, and the warm water was rushing, covering the constant high and low human voices in the bathroom.

When they came out, they had finished washing, Zuo Zhengyi had marks all over his body, and Ji Jue had finger marks on Ji Jue's back, but once he put on the clothes, he couldn't see anything.

The two returned to the training room on the second floor as if nothing had happened, even drying their hair.

The three teammates looked up at the same time, with different expressions.Clever like Yan Qingyun silently turned his gaze away, as if his heart was bright.Zhang Zili, who was as dull as he was, didn't know what happened, and asked, "Why did you go?"

And Song Xianfeng only glanced at it reflexively, without thinking about anything, and returned his attention to the Weibo comment area, frowning in pain to himself.

Zuo Zhengyi felt a little sore in his back, but his mental state improved a lot. He replied to Zhang Zili's words: "I went out and walked around to get some air."

Zhang Zili believed it, and thought smartly that he and Ji Jue were a couple, and it was normal to avoid his teammates for a walk together.

Zuo Zhengyi's eyes fell on Song Xianfeng, and he said, "Stop surfing the Internet, I know how they will scold me, watching too much will affect my mood."

Song Xianfeng said: "I think I owe scolding."

Zuo Zhengyi: "..."

All right, just be happy.

Zuo Zhengyi opened the EPL schedule on the computer desktop, stared at the few remaining opponents for a while, and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything after thinking for a long time.

He originally wanted to say how we should fight, but the word "how to fight" hovered in his mind, lingering like a shadow, he couldn't think of an answer, and his mood fell down after he had just adjusted.

When he looked up, he found that Ji Jue was looking at him.

"Do you have any ideas?" Zuo Zhengyi asked.

The shirt on Ji Jue was just changed after taking a bath, and two buttons on the neckline were unbuttoned, revealing a pendant on his neck, which was a ring worn from a necklace.

This ring was a silver ring given to him by Zuo Zhengyi when he was in Tanzhou Island back then. It was worthless. Zuo Zhengyi couldn't remember it later, but Ji Jue kept wearing it, saying that he was used to it, so he took it off. I feel like something is missing, and my heart feels empty.

A few days ago, Zuo Zhengyi was still thinking, when he was free, he would go out and buy a good one for him, and exchange it.

But there is no time to go out, and dating is even more extravagant.The uninterrupted schedule is like a rope. They are grasshoppers strung up, they can only climb forward along the rope, and there will be a trophy at the end, or nothing at all.In any case, we have to climb to the end to see the outcome.

Zuo Zhengyi looked at Ji Jue, but Ji Jue shook his head and said, "This is the coaching staff's concern. Don't worry about yourself."

Yan Qingyun echoed: "Yes, SP can come up with new tactics, XYZ knows how to target us, what about us?"

His voice is not high, but his words are straightforward. Fortunately, there are only five of them in the training room, and there are no staff members.

But these words are a bit too much like throwing the pot away. After Yan Qingyun finished speaking, he regretted a little, and patched himself up: "I mean, we should learn from other people's advanced tactics..."

There is no difference between explaining and not explaining.

Yan Qingyun shut up and did not speak.

The atmosphere in the training room fell into silence.

At two o'clock in the morning, everyone finally decided to go to rest.In fact, I didn't do anything that night. Silence and powerlessness are the realistic portrayal of Scorpion.Zuo Zhengyi lay beside Ji Jue, insomnia until dawn.

He didn't sleep, how could Ji Jue sleep?

Ji Jue persuaded him and almost exhausted his good words.Later, seeing that it was useless to say good things, Ji Jue got angry, pinched Zuo Zhengyi's jaw, and said in a harsh voice: "It's obvious that Sun Chunyu is a waste, and I don't want to take the blame for it. What's wrong with you? Who do you think you are?" Huh? Want to be the savior? Do you think too highly of yourself, Zuo Zhengyi?"

"..."

Zuo Zhengyi was taken aback by the scolding, and after a while he said, "Then what should I do?"

"Accept." Ji Jue said, "Don't you know that there is a saying that says to obey the destiny? Do what you should do well, and you can't force the rest."

"Fart." Zuo Zhengyi's bones hurt from being pinched by him, and he was furious, "You don't care whether you can win the championship at all, playing professionally is like playing, how can you understand my mood?!"

He pushed Ji Jue away, got out of bed, slammed the door, and went back to his room carrying the pillow in one go.

"..."

Ji Jue stared at the trembling door panel, touched the lighter beside the bed, and silently lit a cigarette.