As soon as the words on the first day of junior high school fell, the audience fell silent.

Huang Shaotian, who was forced to be a quiet and beautiful boy, finally couldn't hold on anymore: "Fuck, I can't help it! Xiaoyi, you have to tell the basic law when you make up stories? Killing people come out? How old were you at that time? It's still a little fart... Uuuuuu Ye Qiu, you bastard, if you have the skills, don't use it! It's all about the smell of smoke!"

"Then I'll fuck?" Wiping the hand that had covered his mouth twice on his body, Ye Qiu gave him a cold look, "What does it matter to you? It's a great mercy not to drive you back! Shut up and listen!"

"I said... I'm not cute, do you want to listen?" Chu Li got up and said something quietly, with a playful smile, and his tone was no different from when he was joking with them. But it was so frightened that Huang Shaotian gave up the idea of ​​rushing over to fight Ye Qiu to the death, and returned to his seat obediently.

It was Ye Shen who calmly lit another cigarette: "Of course, as long as you want to talk, we will always listen." Su Mucheng stretched out her hand and pulled Chu Yi into her arms without saying anything, just gently Patted her head.

Leaning in the arms of the beauty, Chu Yi couldn't help closing his eyes: "That night, I heard their quarrel again..."

The sounds of quarreling, objects colliding with each other, roaring and crying, all seemed to be commonplace. The girl sat up from the bed, her eyes were only numb.

Until, after a loud noise, all the sounds disappeared in an instant, and only her beating heart was left in the world.

With a bad premonition in her heart, the girl jumped out of bed and pushed open the door.

However, the scene that caught her eyes at this time became a nightmare that she would never forget for the rest of her life.

The blood stained the once warm living room, and gradually seeped into the carpet that the whole family chose together, and also soaked the clothes of the girl's parents...the one lying on the ground, and the one holding the knife.

"……Mother?"

The gentle, thin mother, who would only bow her head and feel sad no matter how much she complained, turned around and looked at the girl with eyes that seemed to have seen a treasure, emitting a frightening light: "Yichu? Come and see what mother bought for you. new clothes.” The mother who was standing was indeed holding a skirt in her hand, perhaps it used to have a fancy pattern, but now it was completely stained red by my father’s blood.

Xiaoyi first saw the skirt, and even saw the kitchen knife in her mother's hand, her body and voice began to tremble unconsciously: "...Mom...what's wrong with Dad?"

"shush"

The hand holding the skirt gestured to her lips, and the mother smiled very gently, "Daddy is asleep, let's not wake him up."

While speaking, the woman had already walked over, using the steps she was most used to for decades, gently and silently, bent down to hold her dear daughter's face, gently wiped her tears, but instead stained her with blood on her hands On the face, "Yi Chu is good, mom will take you to a fun place, where there is no worry, no sadness, and no pain."

"...In that case, I will die like my father, right?" The girl smiled with one corner of her mouth pulled up, and the blood on her face was washed into strange shapes by tears, which made her look even weirder.

"That night, I woke up from a dream and opened the door, and this was what I saw." Han Wenqing closed his eyes slightly, "She was covered in blood, desperately hammering on the anti-theft door of my house, shouting 'Help ’, saying she killed someone.”

Rubbing the middle of her eyes, Han Wenqing continued, her expression was finally not so serious, but showing a little tiredness: "I opened the door, called an ambulance and the police, and treated the wounds on her back and neck. Stop the bleeding urgently, send their mother and daughter to the hospital, and then go to the police station to give a statement."

"But there's nothing to investigate about this matter. His father was drunk and beat someone. Her mother, having endured it to the limit, killed her husband and wanted to kill her child before committing suicide. She...was hacked After being stabbed twice, she seized the opportunity to run out of the room for help. Her mother slipped and fell down the stairs while chasing her, hitting her head just in time, and it was too late to reach the hospital.”

Han Wenqing never thought that one day he would be able to narrate this incident so calmly. For many years, that thrilling night was the only theme of his nightmares.

At first he didn't expect it to be this kind of content, and Yu Wenzhou couldn't bear to listen to it, but he still keenly noticed a detail: "Xiaoyi, she... thinks she killed someone?"

"She insisted that she pushed her mother downstairs. I persuaded her for a long time before she let go. After she was discharged from the hospital, she was adopted by relatives, and we lost contact. I heard that the family who adopted her was a university professor, so I was relatively relieved at first, but..." Judging from the state of their meeting today, it is obvious that they have not given up on the first day of junior high school.

Hearing this, Yu Wenzhou also frowned. That's not what was said in the complaint: "University professor? Team Han, I think you might want to know something about the first year of junior high school..."

"Uh, what should we do now?" As he said, Huang Shaotian looked at the girl who was lying on the table with her head resting on her arms, completely asleep.

Ye Qiu exhaled a puff of cigarettes and rubbed his temples: "I finally fell asleep..." Obviously, he had to concentrate on listening to a story that was not pleasant, and he also wanted to lull the person who was not in a good state of mind to sleep. It is also a big mental burden.

And probably because of her specialty as a woman, Su Mucheng's situation is better than the two of them tied together: "Of course I'm going back to the hotel, it's so late, and I will definitely have to get up early tomorrow to prepare for the live broadcast on the first day of the new year." , she gently brushed the hair that fell on Chuyi's face back behind her ears.

Ye Qiu nodded: "It's almost time to go back. Come on, Shaotian, I'll give you a chance to hug my sister."

"Damn! Why don't you go up!" It's not that Huang Shao suddenly developed a style or something wrong with his sexuality, but...they are all professional gamers. Work... is really hard!This kind of escapism even overcomes the attractiveness of the girl.

Like God Ye, at this moment he resolutely revealed a mysterious smile: "Hehe, I am not in the same direction as you."

Huang Shaotian rolled his eyes, got up decisively, walked around the table and prepared to take responsibility.Of course, if he didn't do this while rambling, I believe the scene would be more handsome.

Under Su Mucheng's suggestion, in the end Huang Shaotian walked back with the first day of junior high school behind his back.After all, if she really carried her all the way back, according to what Goddess Su said, she might have to send both of them to the hospital.On the other hand, Ye Shen said that the direction was different, but he didn't rush to leave, and followed them all the way back to the hotel that Samsara had booked.

Then I saw two captains standing straight at the door.

"Hey, you are still guarding this late? Comrades have worked hard." I don't know whether it was out of gloating or sympathy, Ye Qiu was happy to see them, and went forward to shake hands one by one like a leader.He ignored the current Han Wen cleaning, slapped his hand away and walked to Huang Shaotian and Chuyi who was carrying him on his back.

Ye Qiu's outstretched hand was still in the air, and he was shocked by his unhesitating vigor: "I'll go, Lao Han, you can ignore us when you see a girl?" Su Mucheng" Pu Chi" smiled: "I now believe that Xiaoyi and the Korean team fought."

"Well, I believe it too. Old Han has the rhythm of admitting defeat every minute before the game begins." Facing the old opponent's trash talk offensive, Team Han, who had confirmed the situation in the first year of junior high school, turned his head and glanced at him, coldly The corner of her mouth curled up: "Childish."

Seeing the endless trend of their trash talk battle, behind Han Wenqing, Yu Wenzhou, who had been watching the show for a long time while leaning on the pillar of the hotel, came over and shook Ye Qiu's hand: "God Ye, long time no see."

So Ye Shen patted him on the shoulder and changed the attack target: "Long time no see, Wenzhou. Are you waiting for a girl? Or are you waiting for Shaotian?"

Before Yu Wenzhou could speak, Huang Shaotian began to yell: "Fuck, why are you so shameless? It's this time, and you still want to provoke me and..."

Before he finished speaking, he received Su Mucheng's slap on the shoulder: "Keep your voice down! You almost woke me up!"

"Hey, my aunt..." Young Master Huang's wailing had just begun, but Han Wenqing stared back coldly, so he had to lower his voice, "Why don't you carry her up, Old Han? Don't you go to the gym every day? I trust you."

"...No, moving it may wake her up." Han Wenqing shook his head, looked at the first day of the junior high school, and couldn't help reaching out to pin a strand of her hair behind her ear, with natural movements without hesitation, "Let's go, it's already very late."

However, let alone walking, the three onlookers who were lucky enough to witness this scene have already turned into stone statues, and they made a broken "click" sound in the wind.

Huang Shaotian, who was the only one who took two steps, turned his head in doubt: "Why didn't you leave? Let me tell you, even though Xiaoyi is not sinking, it is quite fatal to keep carrying it like this...Captain, why are you applauding?"

"It's nothing." Yu Wenzhou withdrew his hand calmly, and walked towards him with a gentle smile, "I just want to marvel at God's miracles occasionally." "Huh?"

Su Mucheng held her heart in both hands, and floated in front of him with a smile on her face: "Hundreds of refined steel that turns into soft fingers is the cutest hehehe..." "...what the hell?"

On the contrary, Ye Qiu behaved most normally - he lowered his head and lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and sighed: "Oh, Tyranny is about to end..." "???" The confused Huang Shaotian explained, raised his hand, turned around and walked out of the hotel.

In short, no matter how weird the process was, the guys finally sent the girls back to the room.

Feeling much more relaxed, Huang Shaotian, who was finally able to speak freely, hastily grabbed his team leader, waved goodbye, and walked away without a break.

As for Han Wenqing, even though everyone was turned into a statue by his OOC at that moment, he was still frowning, his eyes were firm, and his vicious feeling was almost the same as before.He nodded to Su Mucheng, and his farewell words were as short and forceful as ever: "I'm sorry."

"It should." Su Mucheng also smiled, waved her hand, and closed the door.

Looking at the sleeping Chuyi on the bed, Su Mucheng finally stretched out her hand and did what she had always wanted to do on the road—gently smoothing Chuyi's frown, she said softly, "Don't worry, everything is already gone." It's over, and everything will be fine."

Especially when there are so many people who care about you.

The author has something to say:

This chapter contains some bloody, violent, heart-wrenching and Korean team OOC content, those who are unwell are cautious to enter~

At the beginning of the next chapter, the author has something to say and will summarize the content of this chapter~~

Yes, I just want to have more bloody content on Valentine's Day ( ̄_, ̄)【It's actually a coincidence

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