【Double Flower】Honeysuckle

What happened that afternoon ended with Sun Zheping's apology.

Throughout the afternoon, Sun Zheping did not show up.Zhang Jiale couldn't help smiling wryly, guessing that he gritted his teeth and hated it so much, he really didn't have to wander around every day and worry about this and that.However, at night, when Zhang Jiale returned to the dormitory exhausted, he saw Sun Zheping sitting on the bed with his legs crossed and watching "E-Sports House". It never happened and generally greeted him: "I'm back."

Zhang Jiale was stunned.

Immediately afterwards, Sun Zheping sighed shortly, put down the magazine in his hand, tugged at the hem of his shirt, stood in front of him with a little embarrassment, and cleared his throat: "Well... what happened this afternoon, I didn't Okay. I shouldn't have lost my temper with you, sorry."

no.

It's not your fault.

You are just liked by me, what's wrong?

Why are you so tolerant and cramped in front of me?

The arrogant you, the flamboyant you, the cunning you, the confident you, the you who seemed to look down on everything, where did you go?

Or……

Just as I like you, you like me too?

Zhang Jiale's mind was full of thoughts, many words came to his lips at once, but in the end he couldn't utter a single word.Looking at Sun Zheping's rare embarrassment in front of him, his heart beat so loudly that even his bones trembled.He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and immediately stretched out his hand and patted Sun Zheping's broad shoulder heavily. Regardless of whether it was natural or not, he forced a smile on his face and teased: "What am I talking about? Who are we?" With whom, you still play this game with me. If you are so careful with me again, I will fall in love with you."

He blinked, half-truths and half-falsely revealed the thoughts that had been entangled for a long time, his heart felt relieved immediately, but his eyes were already filled with indifference.

Say no.

Then you can completely restrain your mind and stop thinking about anything else.

Who knew that Sun Zheping would really follow his teasing and make a joke, as if there was really no other intention in his words.

"Hey, it's good to fall in love with me, it means that I'm attractive." Sun Zheping smiled mischievously, and pretended to be deep and exaggerated: "My lord, I'm so handsome that I can't be lonely at a high place, so it's normal to fall in love with me." of."

Zhang Jiale's breathing was stagnant, and the invisible trembling all over his body drove his blood to roll together in his veins.Forcibly holding back the hot blood that was about to rush to his cheeks, he didn't know what to say, so he could only stare at Sun Zheping in a daze.

Unable to figure it out, I insist on guessing, and in the end it is myself who is trapped in the cocoon and imprisoned.But such words, even though they knew it was a joke, they still couldn't help but move Qi Nian.A piece of heart lake is like being thrown a stone by someone, it stirs up layers of ripples, but when it hits the shore, it becomes a huge wave.After Sun Zheping teased the little flame in his heart that was about to be extinguished, it suddenly "cracked" into flames. He knew that he shouldn't have hope, but he couldn't help but fantasize about it. Was it a joke? Is it also his half-truth and half-false voice?

"What? Are you stupid?" Sun Zheping waved his hand in front of Zhang Jiale.Only then did Zhang Jiale come back to his senses, and smiled with his bright eyes.

No matter what the future holds, at least for now, I can still touch his warmth, and I can even lie to myself that this is a love affair between two people.

So, just enjoy it thoroughly and thoroughly before he leaves, before everything is clear, before you hate yourself.

He pushed and shoved Sun Zheping back to the bed and sat down: "Come on, sir, let's go to the arena to compete and tell you who is the most handsome."

"Okay, little lady, you can find a room." Sun Zheping raised his eyebrows, pinched Zhang Jiale's pointed chin dishonestly with his left hand and lifted it up slightly: "Master, I will come later, just wait obediently."

"Go away, you!" Zhang Jiale was amused, glared at Sun Zheping fiercely, and knocked off Sun Zheping's evil paw with a slap: "Fuck you, who are you calling a little lady, I have to teach you a lesson Teach you not to."

The final picture was fixed on the scene where the mad swordsman stuck his epee on the ground and waved his fist to the sky to demonstrate.

Zhang Jiale stared at the dimmed screen for a while, sighed, leaned back, and fell on the bed: "I lost again. It's annoying."

Sun Zheping yawned, picked up the hot water bottle and added some hot water to the scented tea in the two cups: "Stop the fight?"

"No, I have to get it back!" Zhang Jiale sat up straight from the bed with a "thump", "Come, come, come, come again."

"I always feel that you are much easier to fight than before." Sun Zheping put down the hot water bottle, sat back in front of the computer, rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

Zhang Jiale raised his eyebrows, and flicked a request for a competition: "But so far this season, my results are much better than last season."

"Then why do I feel that the more you hit you, the easier it will be?" Sun Zheping agreed to the application for the sparring, manipulating his Berserker trumpet to rush into the brilliant light around the ammunition expert on the opposite side with a single thrust: "It's me Now you have almost figured out your style of play?"

"Look at what you said, how long have we been partners?" The ammunition expert jumped back to avoid the blow from the mad swordsman, and threw another burst grenade.

As if he had expected it a long time ago, Sun Zheping manipulated the Berserker to charge towards the grenade, dodged it sideways, and instead flew into the depths of Baihua with the air wave released by the exploding grenade: "Since when? Start counting? That time in the Spider Cave? If you start counting from that time, it must be two full years."

"Wow, okay, you, you still remember such a long time ago."

"Originally, I thought that day that I would just bring a blunt-headed rookie to brush the dungeon, but it was only later that I found out that you played really well."

"Who are you talking about being a fool?" Zhang Jiale was displeased, pouted his mouth, and the rain of flowers and flowers sprayed out from the pistol turned into a violent storm, impenetrable to the wind.

Sun Zheping laughed, his hands kept moving, and following the curtain woven by hundreds of flowers of light and shadow, he bent his body and secretly released a ground fissure wave sword, tearing the layer of gorgeous skill effects apart: "All That’s what I thought it would be.”

"Holy shit, shit, shit, you're so cunning!" Zhang Jiale tapped the keyboard faster and faster, and at the end it sounded like wild bees dancing like wild bees: "Then what do you remember now?"

"I was a little stunned, but I'm not Xiaobai." The Berserker, who had selectively eaten a wave of skills, awakened blood, violently, stabbed repeatedly, and swung at the thin and small ammunitionist at the end of the flowers. Take the epee.

"Your sister!"

Looking at the darkened screen again, Zhang Jiale angrily tapped the keyboard.

"Don't admit defeat yet." Sun Zheping glanced at Zhang Jiale with a smile, "Then give it another shot. I'll stand here and let you beat me."

"Get out!" Zhang Jiale gave him the middle finger angrily, closed the laptop with a "snap", and said angrily, "Wash up and go to sleep!"

"Okay, I admit, you are indeed outstanding." Sun Zheping stretched his waist and stood up, his expression full of complacency: "It's just that I'm stronger." Lift it up and move it back to its original position: "Compared to before, I always feel that your aggressiveness is getting weaker and weaker."

Indeed, although Zhang Jiale is not a main offensive player, his aggressiveness has never been weak in the past.Whether it's dealing with Tyrannical Ambition in the Dark Forest or competing with Sun Zheping in the Western Wilderness, his aggressive posture is often hidden in his extremely gorgeous skill effects.Although a discerning person would know at a glance that the Hundred Blossoms attack is more of a cover than an attack, but the killing intent at the end of the Hundred Blossoms is real and cannot be underestimated.

Since when did the dazzled flowers blooming around Dazzling Baihua become completely reduced to a bloody and bloody background in the bloody flowers scene?

Zhang Jiale's ability to grasp the rhythm is quite good, and his skills are so gorgeous that his eyes burn his graphics card.However, he knew that it was Sun Zheping who really controlled the rhythm in the scene of flowers and blood.He knew that what he was doing now was just trying his best to create a perfect output environment for the mad swordsman who was rushing forward with blood and flowers.He also knows that what he has been honing and improving these days is not his aggressiveness as a sharp blade that can penetrate the enemy's heart, but as a scabbard and sword guard to protect his edge.

But compared to Wu Xuefeng, who was also in front of the assist but had been unknown and even doubted about his level, his own screen was much more splendid.

So what's not to like?

If you can create a scene of blood, I will be a flower in the sky to add color to you.

"You don't care if I'm weak or not." Zhang Jiale sat on the bed, raised his chin like a provocation to Sun Zheping, and finally smiled uncontrollably: "It's fine if you fight comfortably? It's fine if we can win." Already?" He reached out to pick up the half-cold honeysuckle tea on the bedside table, drank it all in one gulp, handed the empty cup to Sun Zheping, blinked, his cheeks were slightly soft red:

"Anyway, only you can reach the end of Dazzling Hundred Blossoms, right?"