Two-Way Sniper

The Chinese New Year is not too far away, except that the team arranged for Shen Ye to participate in a tasteless solo competition, the rest of the time was interspersed with some promotional shooting during training.

In a few days, even the photographers understood what was wrong with the chicken eating division—you, Mr. Ou... are all contestants who are looking for players in BLUE?

Faced with everyone's uproar asking Qin Jue to take a couple photo with Qi Ji, Qin Jue still didn't dare to move, but Shen Ye smiled and pulled Qi Ji to stand in front of the camera: "Why don't you take pictures of the two of us? The little wolf dog sniper and his idol captain, this configuration is so popular, it is too little to work for three days and three nights."

Qin Jue knew that Shen Ye did it on purpose, but still held Qi Ji sourly during the rest, and refused to accept it on behalf of the domesticated rabbit: "...Who knows, the little wolf dog will come to me for three days and three nights, captain, I must help him." kill you."

"Oh? Yes, the imported lubricant is ready and waiting for you, strawberry flavored." Shen Ye shook his collar, his eyes filled with a smile, "How about our two-headed dragon, you seven and three, look at me love you?"

As a result, Qin Jue seemed to have been seen through his identity, the temperature of his cheeks soared, and he hurriedly dragged Qi Ji to find a photographer.

But I have to say that Qin Jue still has many concerns about the relationship between the two.

For example, at this moment, even if it was just taking two ordinary publicity photos, Qin Jue never forgot to reiterate to Qi Ji: "Remember that we must never announce our relationship to the public. You must also explain clearly to acquaintances that I don't like the same sex, it's just you She looks pretty like a little girl...that's why."

Every time he tried to appear casual, for fear that Qi Ji would not be happy about it.

After all, the two kissed and hugged each other more than once, and it was very difficult for him to suppress it. It would be a matter of time for Qi Ji to misfire at this age, but he still avoided the last step, and he was not as honest as he said. Gently warm each other's body and mind with their own warm heart.

But unexpectedly, Qi Ji fully understood his decision, but this time he was a little regretful: "Oh...it's okay, but if the seniors don't want to make it public, the young ladies of 'Hua Ye' and 'Fenghua Xueyue' still won't Desperate."

"..." Qin Jue was puzzled for a while, "What kind of snow and moon are flowers??"

"Ah, senior, haven't you ever listened to fans teasing? ——the three CPs of our team, Huayan, Huaye, and Fenghuaxueyue." Qi Ji's supposedly profound Ruifeng eyes shone purely, and his tone was actually quite proud , "They're all the youngest, I'm the man's kind, it seems——it's called Zong Gong."

"..." Qin Jue was in a daze, and finally let go of his tense nerves, "It's hard to get female fans this year. If you don't want to come and send me thousands of miles, what are you thinking about all day?"

At the end, he pretended to be angry and rubbed Qi Ji's hair: "It's just you? Huh? Like a little girl, still attacking all the time? How dare you tell me?"

Qi Ji sorted out his head aggrievedly, and answered him of course: "I was wrong, dare to do it next time~"

The two hugged each other by the window for a long time, until the team leader started calling for assembly, Qi Ji hurriedly lowered his head to look at Qin Jue, and pulled him away unyieldingly: "Senior, you've seen all of me, and you still think I'm a little girl?"

Qin Jue was nervous but didn't look sideways, and analyzed seriously: "I'll just watch it, don't tell me you still want to collect money? You can't prove anything at ordinary times, men fight bayonets with their eyes full, understand?"

Of course, Qi Ji's sentence "Then senior wants to see if I'm in good shape", still made Qin Jue look remorseful for digging a hole and jumped into his arms, and stopped talking.

Unfortunately, Qin Jue really had some messy dreams that night, so he had to struggle to wake up, and buried his face in Qi Ji's neck in pain and rubbed it, his mouth was dazed and he didn't know what he asked for.

And even though Qi Ji let out the immature reproach of the senior who was really annoying, he still instinctively pulled his collar a little bit, and gently touched his collarbone twice, coaxing him to fall asleep again.

So Qin Jue never thought that even in the last few days before the holiday, there could be many such kisses.

For example, after the training, the two made a solo appointment. If you win, I will kiss you, and if you lose, I will kiss you. Qin Jue, who was shot in the head, reneged on the grounds that it would not affect the mentality of his teammates. The black uniform was thrown on his head.

When a cluster of light illuminated the brief darkness in front of Qin Jue's eyes, a fluffy head came up with a smile and kissed him without saying a word, which not only attracted the useless resistance of his cheeks burning, but also attracted Shen Ye's desperation—fuck, if the team uniforms were longer, did you two just start?

It's also like the reunion dinner at the club. After most of the people were lying together, Qi Ji pulled him and wrapped him in his arms. The kisses he gave him gradually changed from gentle to warm. The accompanying smell of tobacco and alcohol made him unconscious. But he couldn't help but grabbed Qi Ji's arm and ordered him to kiss him again, kiss him again.

For example, being able to be with the person you like openly and aboveboard when you are more than ten years old is something that many people cannot achieve, so Qi Ji's enthusiasm can be imagined. Sometimes Qin Jue even finds that Qi Ji will be so happy that he will be so happy all night long. Holding him and looking at him, it seems that stroking his forehead hair carefully is enough, and there is no need to sleep at all.

It wasn't until he woke up that Qi Ji looked bewildered and pecked at his forehead indiscriminately, and said: "Senior, senior is awake, then, now it's time for me to sleep."

So in all the kisses, Qin Jue could always find that there was light shining on Qi Ji's eyes when he looked down at him.

After gradually being willing to walk out of the past, there seemed to be a timid but gentle flame in those always cold and quiet eyes.

***

When the Spring Festival holiday came, Qin Jue reluctantly wanted to say goodbye to this cluster of lights.

The three teammates all left early, Cui Xuezhi was the farthest away, and couldn't fly directly to Zhaoqing, so naturally he left first; Shen Ye had to go back to Chongqing and Chengdu, and his things had already been packed; and Qi Ji had to go to visit his grandfather in advance Grandma, you have to leave three days in advance.

As if in the blink of an eye, Qin Jue sent the other party into the car, as if his hands didn't belong to him anymore, and he would take the initiative to push the other party to the back seat: "Go, go, don't kiss, and then kill yourself."

Before Qi Ji could speak, the driver stepped on the accelerator and went far away. Looking at the silhouette of the car going away, Qin Jue was about to lose his mind when a video invitation appeared on WeChat, which refocused his dazed eyes. laughed.

——The moment I clicked to accept, it was Qi Ji who appeared on the screen with a strange upward shooting angle, and said sadly, "It's been a long time, senior", and he slapped the camera, laughing that no one can find him ugly Angle, he can do it himself.

***

So Qin Jue can feel that this year's Spring Festival will definitely be much better than before.

Quite a few old teammates sent messages to ask him how they were doing this year, and he replied with pride: of course he woke up from a 20-meter-wide bed, wore a nightgown and drank red wine in the Jiangjing villa, and he still had to be tall. The kind in a cup.

Yes, in fact he didn’t buy a ticket, and he didn’t have anything to go back to. Compared with going to an Internet cafe to play games all night for a few days, he is obviously much happier now that he can nestle in a warm base and watch videos.

Every day he can grab red envelopes in large and small group chats, and as long as he is not "the luckiest", Qi Ji will send him a bunch of them individually, as if to say that the luck of the seniors must be First and best.

Qin Jue could imagine the flushed expression on his cheeks holding the phone, so he had no choice but to lose the battle and express: You have a problem with your thinking, why do you pay for prostitution.

Unexpectedly, across the screen, Qi Ji was not ashamed, and the names of the next few red envelopes became "Whore I Use-February 2th", "Whore I Use-February 19th"...

Qin Jue couldn't help smiling at all. Before this festival, the opponent's record was also remarkable - the team members were originally teasing him, "Child Qi Ji, do you want lucky money?", but he replied sweetly, " Thank you, Uncle", so that the cheap assistants and Shen Ye had no choice but to accept the red envelope, and appointed him to receive the red envelope: "Okay, why don't I give it to you?"

Although, Qin Jue knew that the other party must be expressionless when typing this line.

Every day, Qin Jue would also make video calls with Qi Ji. The other party shared with him the villas and prosperous dining tables he saw when he went to the countryside, and showed him the stunt of carrying four boxes of milk with one hand, as if he wanted to take him to be there. , and solemnly introduced to the group of children who were pestering to play games with him: Brother, this is a very powerful teammate, should you call him brother-in-law or sister-in-law...?Forget it, anyway, he will take you to play games after calling.

Qin Jue asked him not to spoil the child, while asking: ... Is there any Ouyue cuisine?

Without hesitation, the other party replied: No Ouyue dishes, the average is equal to 1.5 Ouyue dishes.

So Qin Jue nodded readily, and really took a few elementary school students to play the game, as if blending into the lively atmosphere of Qi's family.

By the day before the previous day, the team had almost left. There were only two local security guards in Pudong and another couple in the club.

——As far as Qin Jue knows, those are the top laner and jungler of the game "League of Legends".

The fierce-looking jungler is a fan of Shen Ye like many e-sports players. When he saw him, he naturally smiled and greeted him: "Yan Shen, why don't you go? Take me to eat chicken when you have time. I am the number one jungler in Pudong. The king, the kind that can search a full bag in 5 minutes in the wild area of ​​the farm."

"...Well, let's play together when we have time." Qin Jue nodded embarrassingly, his eyes became curious, "You two go home together?"

The paralyzed top laner tied the black scarf around the jungler's neck in an ugly knot, and replied: "Yes, go to Hong Kong first, and then take him back to my home in Zhuhai."

Qin Jue opened his lips slightly, really surprised.

——Same-sex couples, can they still take them home to meet their parents?

But not only did the two of them not feel unnatural at all, they also started arguing, "You want to eat chicken with me too", "Don't, don't, don't really eat chicken, just don't play chicken games so as not to break our relationship", and soon they both Then he went away, but Qin Jue looked at the empty gate of the base, suddenly felt surrounded by great loss, and felt a little stunned.

...I really envy that jungler.

At that moment, Qin Jue didn't know how much sourness surged up in his heart, but on the phone he held tightly, there was a message he had sent to Qi Ji a few hours ago, so he had no other choice.

——[I got on the plane, and the camera on my phone broke down. I will fix it when I come back. I won’t be videoing for the time being~]

***

On New Year's Eve, the bustling streets of Shanghai in the past seemed to be ransacked, empty and uncomfortably empty.

Qin Jue played trumpet for a long time and had nowhere to go. Even the big security guard said they would go home after 7 o'clock, so Qin Jue took advantage of the lack of people in the afternoon and planned to sneak to the supermarket to buy some New Year's goods.

Before going out, he laughed for a few seconds that he might have some fans now, so he bluffed and put on a mask. However, someone stopped him in the huge shopping mall.

"Nonsense? Why are you here?"

Qin Jue nervously thought it was some fan, and even tidied up his clothes for two seconds, but when he turned his head, he saw that the person speaking was...Wen Rong.

So Qin Jue had no choice but to take off his mask reluctantly: "...you can recognize this too?"

"With your body and hair, you can't recognize it unless I'm blind." Wen Rong stared at his shopping basket, a little puzzled, "...Didn't go home for the New Year?"

"...I didn't get a ticket." Qin Jue thought that he was one of Shen Ye's concubines, so he asked politely, "And you, why are you here?"

Unexpectedly, the other party snorted and spread his hands, saying, "The Chosen One, a Shanghai native who owns two demolition houses in Pudong, who is here if I'm not here?"

The two of them were obviously ready to fight after a few more words, but Qin Jue was behind in line at the checkout, so he paid for Wen Rong, said goodbye to him, and prepared to go back and cook some dumplings for the New Year's Eve.

***

Light snow fell in the winter night, and the lights of thousands of households were lit up, like clusters of long-burning fires, able to shine on the hearts of all wanderers.The longing for a year seemed to be cut off today, and they all belonged.

Qin Jue was walking on the street, every little snowflake falling on his face was like Qi Ji's kiss with cold lips, reminding him of the winter in his hometown suddenly.

There is also snow there, but it is as big as a goose feather; there is no greenness outside the city, and the streets on New Year’s Eve will never be like southern cities, and there are so many people laughing and having fun outside; the night there is minus 20 At this time, everyone will rush home early, preferring to live on the Spring Festival Gala and dumplings.

And thinking about it carefully, this seems to be the sixth year he has come to the south to play games.

This fabled developed and xenophobic city has never shown any malice towards him. When asking for directions, the aunt will answer him in Mandarin based on his accent. When putting down his luggage, the landlord is concerned about why he doesn’t study anymore. All the friends he meets are very kind to him. Take care, he likes the warm south, and once thought about staying here like this and never leaving.

But when he returned to the empty team base and was finally able to be alone, he still suddenly felt heat rushing into his eyes, making him lie down at the restaurant table, as if drenched in longing, a little unable to stand up.

The lonely light enveloped him, always reminding him of the scene of walking alone in the alleys when he left his hometown.

The alley was very dark, surrounded by decades-old bricks and tiles, which made him, who was under 16 years old, a little apprehensive.

But after clenching his fists hard, he still found the dragon soul tattoo shop that advertised on corrugated paper at the entrance of the alley, and stretched out a fragile arm like a lotus root to the braided tattoo artist, saying, just tattoo that The one that looks the most powerful and frightening is 1200 yuan if the tattoo is full?

The tattoo artist nodded, and only said a few words with a smile, you are so thin and tender, I'm afraid you will cry.

His throat trembled, but when the needle really fell, no matter whether it was the cutting line that gave a sharp pain, the fogging that hurt for a long time, or the whitening and coloring that was unbearably painful, none of them could make him feel sick. Say nothing at all.

He gritted his teeth until the paper towel wiped the blood, and then he hurriedly wiped the corners of his eyes, put down the money and hurried away—just like at this moment, he also wiped the corners of his eyes, put down the dumplings, went upstairs in a daze, opened the All the lights in the bedroom.

The lights in the restaurant were turned off, only the cell phone that was left behind was always on, flashing a name like crazy - Qi Ji.

***

The gentle snow in the winter night has not stopped, but Qi Ji who is sitting in the taxi now suspects that he is really going crazy.

More than ten minutes ago, he was sitting in the noisy living room of his home, sitting around with the children of his relatives, preparing to take them to play mobile games, but a message from Shen Ye popped up, which made him suddenly feel that the room was full of laughter. No sound.

On that screenshot, Wen Rong said: [Luo Ye, your team is so real, how poor are the players and they can’t even buy a ticket to go home, it’s okay to let Li Yan stay in Shanghai alone for the New Year’s Eve ?You fucking call the Ouyue private jet to deliver it, are you short of gas money?Do you want me out? 】

Qi Ji was suddenly stung by the laughter around him, and his heart ached suddenly - so the moment he dialed Qin Jue's phone, he had already stood up and began to instinctively search for his coat and wallet.

Can get through, but no one answered.

He panicked and contacted Uncle Anbao again. Although the other party confirmed that Qin Jue was still in Shanghai, his tone of voice was somewhat awkward.

Qi Ji understood the embarrassment of the other party at this New Year's Eve dinner, so he was already in a hurry to put on his shoes.

My father raised his head from the mahjong table, and when he heard him say "someone is waiting, he must go", he waved his hand and indulged him, and joked: Do you want me to see it?You're too bad to stay, baby.

The temperature at night was around freezing, but Qi Ji felt that when he ran to the gate of the community, his body and mind were heating up.

He stopped an unknown number of cars, and when the driver heard that he was going to Shanghai, he stepped on the accelerator and left. In the end, he was almost anxious to grab the window of a car and shouted, "Go to Shanghai, I will give you as much as you want." Only then did the driver spit out an astronomical figure and let him into the car.

The rainbow lights are shining along the way, there are so many roads connecting Shanghai and Zhejiang, but there is no one, and the traffic is as busy as usual.

The world was so quiet as if he was the only one still on the road. He was holding the cell phone that had never been answered, as if he was overwhelmed by self-blame. He always felt that a piece of his chest had been taken out of thin air, which was empty and painful.

It wasn't until he finally returned to the familiar team base, until he faced the darkness of the room, and anxiously found the place where the person who was afraid of the dark was, until he found that the light in the dormitory was still on, he held the cold doorknob and was caught. Huge regret pushed and barely opened the door.

The gentle blue sheets came into his eyes again, but he couldn't tell if it was Qin Jue curled up under the blanket.

With great difficulty, he held his breath and walked over gently, but when he stretched out his hand to the cheek of the sleeping man, his heartbeat was still pounding, and he was caught off guard and went into chaos again.

—— Qin Jue's appearance is no different from that of Japan, but Qi Ji found that the other party's hand was pressing a strange piece of paper, as if he was willing to fall asleep just looking at it.

Unable to think, he bent down to see what it was, but the moment his eyes focused, he froze in place and froze.

Because, that is obviously the "Supporting Banner" that he painted all over with small flowers and said words and words to spy on me.

...It turned out that it was secretly put away by Qin Jue.

He didn't even care about a piece of paper that was supposed to be discarded. He always thought it was thrown away by the cleaning aunt long ago—but at this moment, it appeared in Qin Jue's hands like a treasure, and became the only thing that accompanied Qin Jue on New Year's Eve. The thing that fell asleep also became a sharp knife on his heart, making his whole body go limp, almost so distressed that he couldn't feel what kind of posture he was in to finally hug the person in front of him.