The plot is different from what I thought [Quick Transmigration]

Zhou Qi was stunned for a while, leaned back, and repeated Fu Ye's words: "...married?"

Fu Ye's throat tightened.nervous.

He asked nonchalantly, "Have you thought about it?"

Zhou Qi's lips were red, he was silent, staring at Fu Ye.He could easily see the liking for Zhou Qi from Zhou Qi's eyes, but he only had a little liking for his lover, nothing else.

Zhou Qi laughed suddenly, raised his eyelids, and teased: "Mr. Fu, are you proposing?"

"No." Fu Ye's face was very pale, "I just want to ask you... Do you want to?"

Zhou Qi bit the mint leaves a few times and asked, "What about you, do you want to marry me?"

Quiet.

Quiet.

Then: "I think." The sun was just rising, the horses and horses hadn't moved, and the room was so quiet that even Fu Ye's words fell silent.As long as a small corner of the unwilling words is broken, the rest of the words will also break through the shackles of the old restraint.Fu Ye said calmly: "This is not a marriage proposal, but just asking for your thoughts."

Zhou Qi was stunned for a moment, and bit the mint leaves in his mouth vigorously, looked at Fu Ye, and asked, "Is there any difference between you and I, who don't have children, get married or not?"

"There is a difference." Fu Ye said softly, "Zhou Qi, I want to be your husband, not your lover. You can have many lovers, but your husband can only have one."

"No, not necessarily." Zhou Qi actually stuttered, and said in a dazed way, "Actually, there is no difference - some boyfriends break up, married ones have one marriage, two marriages, three marriages and four marriages, boyfriends and Husbands are legally..."

Fu Ye smiled slightly and interrupted: "Zhou Qi, there is no way I will divorce you."

"I won't let you leave, so who would dare to marry you?" Zhou Qi wanted to shut up, but his mouth didn't work.

Before I got married, I started thinking about divorce.

Fu Ye smiled and asked: "Then why do you think that if you marry me, there will be a day of divorce? Do you not trust me?"

Zhou Qi: "...No, I believe you."

Fu Ye asked again: "Then you think I'm not good, and I'm not a suitable marriage partner?"

"No, you are very nice, much better than me." Zhou Qi lowered his head, thought for a long time, raised his eyes halfway, and said, "But I am not a suitable marriage partner." He laughed, "The one who is so bad kind."

It sucks.Hook up and hang out every day, stay out at night, smoke and drink, stay up late with hot hair.It's not tiring to play ranking all night for more than ten hours, but it's unbearable to go to bed with him for a while.

The food is not good, I only know how to drink Coke, and I am not obedient at all.

Fu Ye thought silently.

But—"But I want to marry you." Fu Ye's ears were hot, and he remained silent for several minutes, then slowly moved closer to Zhou Qi, so serious that he was almost solemn, and said in a low voice, "Zhou Qi, I love you."

you like me.

But I love you.

It seems that since a long time ago, I have loved someone like this.

The advantage of staying in France for a few more days is that he can go out and visit the entertainment venues in Paris that are over 12 years old. The disadvantage is that he will not be able to go back to China to watch this year's global finals.

The finals were broadcast live all over the world at the same time, Zhou Qi could only watch the live broadcast online.

Three in the afternoon in China, nine in the morning in France.

But watching the live broadcast is boring for one person, and it is even fun to watch it in two.

Zhou Qi found an Internet cafe, and once he passed the front desk, half of the customers in front of the machines were Asian faces, Chinese students studying in small groups, sitting with friends.It was only around 08:30, and the finals hadn't started yet, but the global live broadcast of the finals was all on the screen.

The lights on the ceiling were not bright, and there was a large-sized LCD screen hanging on the wall from several rows of machines to the end, which was broadcasting this year's global finals, a man and a woman, with French commentary.The screen jumps and begins to introduce this year's final

The two teams shortlisted for the finals, the faces of the players of the two teams alternately appeared on the camera.

One of them has a round face, weighing 160 pounds in real life and 180 pounds photogenic, with curly hair and small round eyes.

It was Jiang Zhengming.

Jiang Zhengming has performed exceptionally well this year.The semi-final r is very dangerous. Jiang Zhengming was the core of the team in last year's finals, but this year r lost in the spring and summer regular season. Jiang Zhengming's state was abnormal, and the core of the team was slowly shifting from Jiang Zhengming to the adc, distributing the pressure of the captain's jungler. other teammates.It worked, but to little effect.

It wasn't until the semi-finals this year that the opponent knew that r was now the offline adc core, so they came up and took r offline first, disrupting the rhythm of r's team.

To everyone's surprise, when the offline was completely collapsed and the online had no advantage, a fat man stepped forward from the jungle, and the two mid laners turned the tide, reversing the entire round of the game.

Played five innings and advanced to the final [-]-[-].

Zhou Qi was also very surprised, a dead kid who could collapse even when others scolded him to the point of repeatedly uninstalling and reinstalling all kinds of forums, watching others scold him and scolding something while crashing, was able to withstand the collapse of the whole line The trend has kept the spot for the finals.

Zhou Qi watched the recording.

In the pre-match interview last year, Jiang Zhengming babbled a lot, from thanking the club for his cultivation to thanking his parents for their incomprehension. He also made harsh remarks from the LS division to the LCS division, and kept putting them halfway around the world. The host told him to shut up. He just stopped.

But in this year's pre-match interview, Jiang Zhengming just said one thing.

"Want to win."

The host jokingly asked him if he wanted to win the team that everyone didn't like, or if he wanted to win this year's championship.

Jiang Zhengming shook his head: "Neither, but also both."

Teams that are not pleasing to the eye must win and win the championship.

That bastard who picks on him every day, finds fault with him, suppresses him and taunts him, must also win.

Zhou Qi and Jiang Zhengming are two completely different people.

But Zhou Qi was happy to see the exact same idea in Jiang Zhengming's eyes: to win.

must win.

Internet cafes have several rows of machines outside, as well as double-row and five-row private rooms inside.

Zhou Qi came to the Internet cafe because he wanted to watch the finals outside with others, but Fu Ye followed him, so Zhou Qi had no choice but to open a room for two.

In this year's finals, r from the ll division will face hb from the lec division.

lec division, europe division.

It's the finals, best of five games.

The private room is decorated simply, with a wide square table, two desktop computers and two gaming chairs facing each other.

Zhou Qi went to turn on the machine first, but turned around to see Fu Ye still standing at the door, staring at him, or his position, motionless. "What are you standing there for?"

Fu Ye kept staring at him, and said, "There's an illusion... as if I've been here with you."

Zhou Qi was taken aback, then smiled again: "Have you ever been to an Internet cafe?"

"No."

Zhou Qi turned around and wrote lightly: "Don't think too much about the illusion."

Fu Ye couldn't remember the past.

Good.

Remembering is not necessarily a good thing.Remember, breaking up is even more difficult to accept.

Zhou Qi sometimes thinks - why is he such an asshole?

He had thought about this question when he was a teenager, and recently started thinking about it again.Think how he can be such a jerk, how can he be a bastard who doesn't know a little bit of human manners.

But the bastard got used to it after a long time.

He was too lazy to think about tomorrow.Until now, the farthest tomorrow Zhou Qi has thought about is the day when he won the double championship.This is the tomorrow that Liu Zhengguo planned for him.

After the double crown, there may be a triple crown. After the triple crown, year after year, until he retires.

After retiring, I didn't think about it.

I never thought about retiring, nor

I thought that he would lose one hand before winning the double crown, let alone go to other worlds to do missions.Fu Mingzhi was never in his limited and shallow plan, and he couldn't think of a future for him and Fu Mingzhi as lovers.

Zhou Qi knew it well, he didn't fart.

Only like it.

He really likes Fu Mingzhi.I like everything so much that I want to follow him, cling to him, and make him happy.

Just not later.

Habitually, Zhou Qi wanted to smoke a cigarette again, so he took out a milk lollipop from his pocket, took off the plastic wrap and held it in his mouth, and said vaguely: "You wait for me here... I'll buy it. Two bottles of drinks."

"Yeah." Fu Ye looked at him.

Zhou Qi came back with two bottles of beer and a plate of fried chicken, and saw Fu Ye sitting on his chair, the machine opposite him didn't even move, and was turned off.The game started at nine o'clock.

Zhou Qi glanced at Fu Ye, then at Fu Ye, and after several glances, he reluctantly went to drive another one.

Fu Ye held him back.

Zhou Qi turned his head: "?"

Fu Ye asked in a reserved tone: "Can I sit here?"

Zhou Qi glanced at the machine he had turned on, thought for a while, then went to lift another gaming chair over, pulled it closer to Fu Ye, and sat in a row with Fu Ye.

Fu Ye squeezed Zhou Qi's hand and said, "Sit here."

Zhou Qi: "?"

Fu Ye moved his fingers, and said solemnly: "Can you sit on my lap?"

Zhou Qi: "..."

Zhou Qi doesn't like to sit on other people's laps.

One is because he is a man, and the other is because it is very itchy, very itchy.Zhou Qi couldn't support others, even Fu Ye, from touching him where his clothes didn't show outside.

So Zhou Qi moved his butt onto Fu Ye's lap.

He sat halfway, Fu Ye pressed his waist and pulled him to the innermost side.Through the fabric, the back is attached to the chest and abdomen.Fu Ye's hand was on his waist, and his heels were hanging on the ground.

A gesture that lacks the dignity of an adult man.

Zhou Qi felt a little uncomfortable, and moved his butt cautiously, stretched his waist forward, and clicked on the live broadcast of the finals.

He lowered his waist and asked unnaturally: "You hug me, won't I block you from looking at the screen?"

"No." Fu Ye kissed his neck.

Very familiar feeling.

It seems that Zhou Qi has done a similar thing.But he couldn't remember.

what is it then?

Can't remember.It seems that as long as you think about it, your mind will be at a loss.can't remember anything,

But the backlog of those things was so heavy that it made people breathless.Fu Ye didn't remember what memory he had lost at all, but it seemed that someone kept saying in the dark——

Don't forget.

Forget it's always been you.

Live in delirium forever.But this time there is nothing to wait for.

My head started to hurt slowly.

Pain, spreading like warm water.Make people see nothing.I seem to have forgotten where he is and what he is doing.

Hands began to tremble unconsciously.

Until someone squeezed his hand, kissed his eyes, and asked softly, "Xiao Ming, are you asleep?"

Fu Ye froze suddenly and opened his eyes.

The brain is still empty.Only the visual neurofeedback is the vision in the brain.

The young man's face was clear and profound, and the end of his eyes was always tinged with redness as if he hadn't woken up. He rubbed his fingertips under his eyelids and licked the moisture in. He smiled, his canine teeth were white and sharp: "Do you?" Did you cry from the nightmare? It’s amazing, brother.”

Fu Ye stared at him, his Adam's apple moved slightly.

The young man still said to himself: "If Jiang Zhengming knows that you fell asleep watching his game, he will probably be very happy. What did you dream about just now?"

"I dreamed of you." Fu Ye said in a low voice.

Zhou Qi: "??"

Before Zhou Qi had time to ask, "What did you dream about me? I can fucking scare you to tears." Fu Ye kissed him.Clean and tasteless, with the sweet milky taste of the sugar he had just eaten.

He was still sitting on Fu Ye's lap, in an uncomfortable position.

But Fu Ye could make him even more uncomfortable.

Fu Ye supported Zhou Qi's waist and eyes.The young man's body temperature was hot, and he was trembling with sensitivity.

"Fuck," Zhou Qi panted heavily, "don't move...let go, let me stand up."

One round, two rounds, three rounds.

The third game just started, the score was one to one.Zhou Qi wanted to change the subject: "Is it okay to bet on a game? Bet on who wins, win by a few. I bet r, three to two wins."

Fu Ye didn't respond to him, but just kissed him lightly from behind, and it was instant.

After a long time, he asked hoarsely, "Zhou Qi, did we know each other before?"

Zhou Qi was taken aback, raised his head, and said nothing.

Fu Ye said to himself: "You said we knew each other before, but I forgot about you." He paused, "So, have you and I been together before?"

Zhou Qi had nothing to say, but he would not lie to Fu Mingzhi. "Yeah." He replied.

Fu Ye didn't question him as usual, and even thought that he had made a mistake and recognized him as someone else.Fu Ye just asked: "Then can you tell me about the past between me and you?"

"Why do you suddenly want me to talk about the past?" Zhou Qi stood up and stood in front of Fu Ye.Fu Ye looked up at him, and he looked down at Fu Ye, still smiling, as if nothing happened.

Fu Ye replied: "Because I want to remember."

Zhou Qi crushed the remaining half of the lollipop "Kaba" in his hand, and threw the stick into the trash can.Did not speak.

"If I can't remember, I want you to tell me yourself." Fu Ye said.

Zhou Qi stood there with his hands empty for a while, and suddenly his eyebrows curved into a smile.He smiled, looked at Fu Ye, and asked in a straight voice: "Fu Mingzhi, do you really want to hear me say it again?"

He commented as if asking and answering himself: "This is not a good story." But Zhou Qi thought about it again, and said in his pocket, "It's okay, I'll tell you."

After finishing speaking, maybe I was so angry that I broke up with him.

The most ideal situation that Zhou Qi can think of for breaking up is that Fu Mingzhi doesn't like him anymore.It's okay to be a friend, but it's okay to be a lover.

He doesn't like to play tricks, direct and perform some dirty moths, and then stab people with a few knives before leaving.Why bother, he's not that badass yet.

Fu Ye was so kind to him.

What can he do?

Zhou Qi really wants to smoke now.

He stared at Fu Ye and asked, "Do you want to listen now?"

"No need now." Fu Ye sat with his legs crossed, taking his time as if he shouldn't be the one who was in a hurry.

The fire in Zhou Qi's heart was ignited, and he panicked: "Then when the fuck?"

Fu Ye thought for a while and asked, "The day before the wedding?"

Zhou Qi: "..."

So this is, needless to say?

Zhou Qi kept his mouth shut for half an hour until the end of the third round.The fourth game started, Zhou Qi finally couldn't hold back, he poked the back of Fu Ye's hand with a new milk lollipop, and looked at him eagerly: "Fu Mingzhi... what if I don't marry you."

Fu Ye turned his eyes away from the screen and glanced at him: "Then who do you want to marry?"

Zhou Qi: "Can't I not get married??"

"You're almost thirty," Fu Ye twitched his lips and called out in a low voice, "Brother."

Zhou Qi: "..."

In the previous world, Zhou Qi didn't have the self-awareness of a high school student, and in this world, he doesn't have the self-awareness of approaching thirty.

In Zhou Qi's heart, he has always been a 21-year-old outstanding professional player.

"You have to get married sooner or later, and the person you marry will not change. Isn't it better to get married early?" Fu Yeyun

Said lightly, "Huh? Brother?"

Zhou Qi: "..."

Hold.

Fu Mingzhi called him brother.twice.

It's been almost three years, and Fu Mingzhi has called his brother twice.It's still the kind of forced prostitution, reluctant.

Zhou Qi squeezed the stick of the lollipop tightly, looked at Fu Ye, and asked, "What did you call me just now?"

Fu Ye chuckled: "What do you like me to call you?"

Zhou Qi handed over the lollipop, and said solemnly, "I'll give you a lollipop if you call me brother."

But Fu Ye didn't answer. He looked at him politely and said, "If you don't get married, you don't eat."

"Eat it when it's finished??"

Fu Ye nodded miserably: "Yes."

Zhou Qi couldn't stand it anymore: "Eat it every day?"

"Ah."

Zhou Qi: "How many times a day do you eat?"

"It will be all right."

Zhou Qi: "Can you call me brother all the time??"

"You can call me whatever you want." The corners of Fu Ye's mouth curled up.

With a "bang", Fu Ye saw Zhou Qi slam the lollipop on the table, turned around and went out.

Fu Ye raised his eyebrows: "What are you going to do?"

Zhou Qi didn't look back: "Go wash your face and calm down."

Fu Ye: "..."

The author has something to say: there is really no plot of abuse, don’t worry every day

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