Don't click in [e-sports]

Jin Yuan looked at Qu Yi from the viewfinder.

He stood in the snow-covered grass, and when he bent down to grab the snow with his hands, the edge of the camel coat fell to the ground, but he didn't know it. He kept kneading the loose snow powder into a ball, and then turned back.

"You secretly photographed me!" Qu smashed out the snowball in his hand, and it scattered into a vast expanse of white as soon as it flew into the air.

Jin Yuan pressed the shutter.

Flying snowflakes fell on his eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings, and Qu Yi smiled at Jin Yuan with his neat white teeth.

"I told you that you are not allowed to secretly take pictures of me!" Qu Yi put some snow left in his hand on Jin Yuan's face, took his camera away, and checked the photos inside.

One, two, three...more than 50.

Qu Yi licked his lips: "Why did you take so many photos of me?!"

"Didn't you say you don't want this camera?" Jin Yuan took the camera away, "Then I can use my things as I want."

Qu Yi followed behind him: "Then you can't take pictures of me without my consent, I have the right to portrait."

"You are a person in debt of 20 yuan, what kind of portrait rights do you have?" Jin Yuan turned around and took another picture of him, "Hurry up and pay back the money."

Qu Yi sniffed, and hummed softly: "It's not that I didn't pay it back, it's that Shenhai TV's cash withdrawal was too slow, and it took me a day to still not give me the money."

Jin Yuan hung the camera around his neck: "Will you walk with me the day after tomorrow?"

"We don't start school until after the Lantern Festival." Qu Yixin hugged the camera, "Are you going to the base on the sixth day?"

Jin Yuan brushed off the snow on the bench, patted Qu Yi to sit down: "Well, I have to go back to training," he stretched out his hand, moving all five fingers, "I am a hard-working professional player, You know."

Qu Yi looked at his feet, and there were tips of withered grass not completely covered by the thick snow, which was lonely and desolate.

Jin Yuan is a typical talented player, in all aspects. During the half a month spent with him during the winter vacation, although every day is lazy, Jin Yuan will also spend some time practicing to maintain his hand feeling, or see Replay video and game data before.

Qu Yi often feels that getting along with Jin Yuan is an extremely simple matter, there are not so many complicated twists and turns, no need to deliberately worry about his emotions, he can do whatever he wants, Jin Yuan is wrong He would dislike him openly, and Jin Yuan would happily praise him if he said it well.

"What are you thinking about?" Jin Yuan put his hand on the back of the chair behind him.

Qu Yi flipped the toe of his shoe to the tip of the grass, and said, "I don't think you are so vulgar as a rich man."

"Why did you talk to Baba?" Jin Yuan raised his arms around his neck, pressing him down, "I can't see that you still hate the rich."

Qu Yi smiled, leaning his hands on the back of the chair, with the sun shining on his face warm, he sighed comfortably: "Do you know about me?"

Jin Yuan paused, and said, "I asked Sister Hu." He tilted his head, seeing that Qu Yi didn't mind, instead he squinted his eyes comfortably, the fluff on his face was illuminated by the winter sun, shining golden, If it licks its paws again, it will be no different from a lazy kitten.

Qu Yi raised his eyebrows: "Sister Hu is soft-hearted. If you ask her, she must be sad." He slowly opened his eyes, and bent his mouth at Jin Yuan, "It's really nothing. If they didn't abandon me back then, I would Now, there should be an alcoholic and domestic violence father, a mother who quarrels day and night but is unwilling to divorce, and a younger brother who needs to be taken care of, it may not be something that can be settled with 20 yuan, so, "He patted Jin Yuan shoulder, "Xiao Yuan, don't feel sad and at a disadvantage."

Jin Yuan let go of his hand on his neck, and squeezed his earlobe when he retracted.

Qu Yi raised his chin and whispered: "I hold parent-teacher meetings, but people go there, and I never worry about it."

A man led the children along the stone path in the garden. Qu Yi looked at their backs and smiled. Jin Yuan asked him, "Did you have anything you wanted very much when you were young?"

Qu Yi rolled his eyes: "It seems that there is nothing I want. The uncles and aunts in the hospital often buy me clothes and stationery..."

A cluster of branches and leaves above the head couldn't support the snow, so it easily bent over and sent a cloud of white into the air.

pat.

Qu Yi shook, and stretched out his hand to pat the snow off his head: "Damn, this can hit me too..." He lowered his head and shook it, "I remember, when it rained when I was young, I was very envious of people coming Sending an umbrella, the point is not whether you have an umbrella, but the point is the feeling of pride when you get out of the classroom, you understand."

Jin Yuan took off the snow from the back of his head: "Understood."

Qu Yi grabbed his hair and looked at his expression: "I don't think you understand my psychology, because you look like the kind of person who goes out and takes an umbrella."

Jin Yuan smiled subtly and tilted his head: "To be honest, I have never been given an umbrella, because people come after school every day..."

"Stop talking, I'm going upstairs." Qu Yi stood up neatly.

Jin Yuan chased after him: "Didn't you insist on saying it, I'm just stating the facts."

"One day I will seal your mouth with black tape..." Qu Yi ran into the inpatient department.

Jin Yuan stretched out his hand to grab his hat, dragged him back, and whispered in his ear: "I didn't realize that you are quite good at playing, you are so exciting."

"???" Qu Yi's face was incredulous and indescribable.

Lin Yu knocked on the door: "Can I come in?"

Wen Huancheng turned off the phone: "Mom."

Lin Yu put a bowl of red dates, wolfberry and longan soup on the table for him, and then sat down: "Is there something unhappy about you? I always feel a little unhappy during the Chinese New Year this year."

"No." Wen Huancheng stirred the spoon, "Don't think too much."

Lin Yu has a gentle appearance, and sitting in the room wearing a shawl makes her look even more graceful. She said softly, "Son, did you say when you will come to play at home this year?"

Every year before the start of school, Qu Yi would come here once as a New Year greeting, and also as a special visit to Lin Yu.

The spoon hit the wall of the bowl with a crisp ding, Wen Huancheng lowered his head to drink the soup: "I don't know."

"Have you looked at the painting that Dad brought back a few days ago?" Lin Yu asked casually.

Wen Huancheng licked the sweetness on his lips: "The one from Austria?"

"Well," Lin Yu's gaze was still soft, "In that painting, when viewed from the front, it is a snow-capped mountain, and when viewed backwards, it is a glacier. The wonderful thing is that we are standing at the critical point, no matter which side we are on, we are all landscapes. "

Wen Huancheng and Lin Yu looked at each other, looking deeply into her eyes.

"It's the same with human feelings," Lin Yuqian curled his lips, "Going to the left may be desire, and going to the right may be love, but no matter which side is beautiful."

Wen Huancheng's pupils dilated suddenly, and the spoon in his hand smashed into the bowl, making a muffled sound of water ripples.

Lin Yu closed the shawl, and said in a very steady tone: "Yi Yi is relatively slow in emotional matters, but he treats you no differently than he treats his brother." She looked at Wen Huancheng, "And you yourself , Which side are you walking on, what kind of feelings are you, have you thought about it clearly?"

Wen Huancheng closed his eyes angrily, and Lin Yu rubbed the side of his head: "Son, I don't mind what kind of gender or personality you like, but seeing you so sad, I also think you can Take less detours."

"I...I know." Wen Huancheng remained silent on the spot.

Lin Yu pressed his shoulder, got up and went out, Wen Huancheng stared at the red ball in the bowl in a daze.

Qu Yi’s words that day destroyed the Garden of Eden he created, and told him nakedly that those things he thought were good and should be are just poisonous apples in Paradise, which are of no benefit to others or himself.

He knew he was wrong.

But today Lin Yu's words pierced into his heart like a sharp knife.

On both sides of the balance, which side is he on?

He really wanted Qu Yi to get rid of those pasts, he felt that Qu Yi should be the same person as him, as long as he corrected all wrong tracks and choices, Qu Yi would get everything he deserved.

But did this kind of feeling go wrong from the very beginning? Maybe he doesn’t like to be inferior, but it’s his kindness and pity and the artist’s innate sense of shaping that make him sensitive and paranoid.

He put the bowl on the table away, and lay down gently. After a while, the phone kept vibrating by his hand. He glanced at the phone number, hesitated for a moment with his fingers on the hang up button, and switched to answering: "Okay, I'll accompany you." Why don't you go out and play?"

Qu Yi was wandering in the corridor, Jin Yuan patted him on the head from behind: "I told you to go out for a walk."

"There's still 10 minutes until the live broadcast. Where can I go for a walk?" He opened the door and kicked Jin Yuan, "It's all your fault. You insist on ordering so many things, and you don't want to eat them yourself."

Sitting on the chair, Jin Yuan said, "Why don't I order more for your treat? Besides, after living with you for less than half a month, two pieces of my abdominal muscles disappeared. You have to take responsibility."

"I'm also responsible for this?!" Qu pushed him away with the chair, "Then you are responsible for the seven or eight catties I gained?!"

Jin Yuan dragged him around: "It seems that he is a little fatter. I don't know if he has grown up or not. Go downstairs to measure tomorrow?"

"I don't want it. They all laughed at me as soon as I got on the scale." Qu Yi sat in front of the computer, took two deep breaths, finally stood up again, and said seriously, "It's over, I'm really exhausted."

"Okay, okay, can I rub it for you?" Jin Yuan put his hand on his stomach, "It's quite soft."

Qu Yi picked up Jin Yuan's paw, stared at him with bulging eyes, and the roots of his ears were unnaturally red.

Jin Yuan raised both hands, level with his ears: "I'm complimenting you, really." He moved his gaming chair aside, "It's time, little anchor."

Qu Yi stood and checked the equipment, gave Jin Yuan a habitual warning, and then clicked on the live broadcast.

"Good evening." Qu Yi greeted briefly.

【Good evening! 】

[Voice, is there any food? 】

[Do you have any guests today? I want to be Baba, Hong Jiang, Brother Cheng, and even Dan Ding. 】

"Don't ask if there is any food, I ate too much at night... I'm almost exhausted now." Qu Yi leaned back in the chair, and let out a comfortable "um" from his throat.

Jin Yuan paused when he turned on the phone, turned his head, and stared at him with piercing eyes.

The barrage was a mess, and the audience might not know what they were talking about.

【This voice... Let's bury Awei respectfully】

[I and 11's mother-child relationship ends here, from now on, I will be 11's wife fan (Zhen Sheng)

[As long as my brother calls you well, I will pour if I say one sentence]

【Ah, doctor, this is my Xi pulse】

While rubbing his stomach, Qu said, "Is Chaoguan there? I don't want this live broadcast room anymore. Please seal it for me."

Three seconds later, the screen went black.

【The anchor you follow is on the way...】

"???" Qu Yi looked at Jin Yuan, "Huh?"

Jin Yuan stopped practicing with the gun and moved to his side: "What's wrong?"

[Shh, your live broadcast room is gone]

[Deep Sea TV, only play the real thing]

【I, Feng, I, myself, myself】

[Go away!I am willing to be responsible for 11, it is my fault! 】

"What did you do?" Jin Yuan asked.

"I..." Qu Yi pointed at the barrage, "I, I asked the superman to block me, and he really blocked me."

Jin Yuan couldn't help laughing: "No, didn't you ask for this? What does it have to do with Renchaoguan?"

"I..." Qu Yi pursed his lips aggrievedly, chatting with Xiao Xia in private, [I think I can still rescue her]

Xiaoxia: [I'll arrange a pacemaker]

Qu Yi: [? ? ? 】

Xiao Xia: 【I'll contact Super Management. (patting chest)]

Qu Yi: [Come on, it's up to you]

He sat cross-legged on a chair, his mouse was flickering on the desktop, he caught a glimpse of the collection of paintings for the escort bosses, and remembered that his Weibo of "Out of One" had already grown grass, so he decided to play with his phone for a while before the live broadcast room resumed.

He didn't take orders during the winter vacation. Although he had a lot of inspirations in his mind, because of Jin Yuan's presence, something happened again, and he really didn't have time to draw anything, which led to an explosion of private messages and comments.

The last Weibo post was a New Year greeting on New Year's Day.

Jin Yuan kicked his chair: "What are you doing?"

Qu Yi looked at the screen of his mobile phone, and decisively extinguished it.

Jin Yuan narrowed his eyes: "What are you doing wrong?"

"Look at WeChat." Qu Yi said.

"I think you have a secret behind my back." Jin Yuan said, "Did you do some tricks in private?"

Qu took a look at him and thought, yes, I am the "Mrs. Chu Yi" that you eagerly came to like and asked for support pictures.

Who doesn't have a vest yet?

He originally wanted to tell Jin Yuan, but thinking that he had lied to himself for so long before, he felt that he couldn't let Jin Yuan know so easily.

"I'm not, I'm not." Qu Yi straightened his back.

"You're lying," Jin Yuan made a gesture to snatch his phone, "otherwise you're drawing pictures to vilify me again."

Qu Yi grabbed the phone tightly, Jin Yuan stood up and grabbed him, Qu Yi simply stuffed the phone directly into the neckline, and it slid to the bottom, Qu Yi fearlessly said, "Don't move!"

Jin Yuan paused for a moment, and stretched out his hand to tear off the sweater on his stomach. The mobile phone was unobstructed and slipped onto his lap.

Qu Yi and Jin Yuan shot at the same time, the two twisted into a ball, Jin Yuan grabbed his wrist: "Don't scratch anyone!"

Unable to move with one leg bent, he kicked twice in vain: "Go down first!"

Jin Yuan straightened the knee that was pressing on his leg, looked at his blushing face, and let go.

Qu Yi snorted, picked up the mobile phone that was under his feet and put it on the table, and looked at the table while pulling his sweater.

Xiaoxia: [Super tube explained]

Xiao Xia: 【...What are you doing】

Xiao Xia: [I, I'll help you stop the super tube, I think I'm going to lose my job]

Xiao Xia: [Maybe you don’t have time to read the news]

Xiao Xia: [But I still want to say something, your live broadcast room is automatically connected...]

Qu Yi opened his eyes wide, looking at the last three words: Lian, Shang, Le.

He was in a daze for a while, shrinking Xiaoxia's chat interface, looking at the barrage through his fingers in fear.

[Tell me, who is galloping on you! ! ! 】

【You and Baba... So... have you lived together...】

【The girl who stripped the clothes passed away in bliss today, Amitabha】

[Super care, listen to me!They are pure friendship!They are just working out! 】

[Who am I, where am I, what is this doing]

【do not stop!do not stop! ! ! 】

[I'm a mature mother fan. When you catch your son..., you must keep calm, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. I've been doing sit-ups [-] times over and over again]

【So the um just now was just foreplay, right? 】

Qu Yi looked at the last four words on the bullet screen again, and turned his head to look at Jin Yuan stiffly and fearfully.