Don't try to lie to me about falling in love [e-sports]

Under Gu Chao's sting every half an hour, the patient's body temperature on the temperature gun changed from 37.7 to 37.5 and finally to 37.3, almost returning to normal.

On the night of winter, unidentified crystals like rain and snow float, as if the sky will turn white overnight.

Bian Sui didn't know why, after noon, Gu Chao's face was pale, and he didn't seem to talk much except for asking him to take his temperature.

And he was surprisingly persistent about going to school.

(): I will go by myself in the future.

(): Don't pick me up.

At first glance, it looks like a rebellious brat, but it is.

Bian Sui replied to him

Random: Master, what's the matter?

Random: I'm not skilled enough?

Gu Chao didn't reply.

It was past two o'clock, and there were only the two of them left in the huge second-floor training area. They were shooting targets at the screen, and after finishing all rounds, they looked down at their phones.

Only the group kept jumping upwards.

He couldn't figure out what was the reason for Gu Chao, maybe it was because the symptoms of his illness kept popping up, and he kept being pinched back, and then kept popping up again.

Because the cold has not fully healed, he is currently staying alone in the sub-training room. He touched the thermometer at hand and took another measurement. It was 37.0.

Already very stable.

Bian Sui picked up his phone and took a photo of the thermometer.

Random: [Picture] The fever is gone, and the cold is gone.

After posting, he suddenly realized that this was the first time he had such a hot face and a cold ass, and he continued to post when no one else responded to the message.

And I'm still on my way to become a driver.

These words are connected with the previous content, and the meaning cannot be more obvious: I can send you.

Only a fool can't see it.

But Gu Chao couldn't comprehend the same thing and replied.

():Um.

Just one word.

Did not say to send, did not say why not send.

Bian Sui's face was half black.

Tonight seemed very special. At 02:30, Gu Chao had no intention of getting off the plane, and sat in front of the computer with a single row of pressurized guns.

Bian Sui took two cold medicines at night, and he was a little sleepy at the moment, but somehow he didn't want to go back to sleep like this.

When going back to the dormitory from the main training room, he had to go through this auxiliary hall. He held his gun calmly, as if Gu Chao would definitely say something when he came over.

The bullseye is a distant and mechanical red dot. The muzzle of the gun with recoil is aimed at it. It is often necessary to predict the opponent's position and the time of the bullet's movement. Sometimes if the judgment is wrong, it will fly.

For example, Gu Chao walked past the door, but didn't explain anything.

The blocked frosted glass stretched the corridor very long, and many reflections intersected back and forth. The training hall opposite was already empty, and he only saw his own face in those reflections, a little gloomy.

After a while, it deepened a little.

He received two messages from Gu Qumei.

Gu Qumei: Sui, I'm bothering you so late.I told Chaochao today that I want him to live at home, send him to school, and send him to your place in the afternoon, what do you think?

Gu Qumei: Auntie heard that you have a cold, Chao Chao and I don't want to bother you anymore.

Bian Sui's eyes stopped on the three words "go home and live", and the broad shoulders that were trapped in Xiaopanghong moved slightly, and suddenly they didn't fit well.

Gu Qumei seemed to be asking for his opinion. Coupled with Gu Chao's reaction tonight, the doubts stuck somewhere seemed to have dissipated.

But it turned into a thicker mass of some kind of emotion, which spread.

After shooting a series of targets, he picked up his phone to reply.

Random: Did he say it himself?

Back there quickly.

Gu Qumei: Well, but he didn't ask me to talk to you about this... What we said today was a bit unpleasant, and you know that he is not very willing to communicate.

Gu Qumei: Xiao Sui, if he is unhappy now, please help Auntie to coax him. I will ask the driver to pick him up tomorrow.

Gu Qumei: Xiao Sui?

After more than ten minutes, Bian Sui replied with a "hmm".

Bian Sui played solo queue for most of the night, and sent Gu Chao a message when he didn't go back to his room to sleep.He intends to stay up until 06:30 in the morning and go back to sleep, as before.

Anyway, there is no need to get up early now, and it doesn't matter to restore the previous biological clock. Who would not like to miss one thing.

He thought so—until 07:30, a bright color appeared on the horizon.

He lay on the bed and opened his eyes on time.

It has to be said that habit is a scary and delicate thing.

His habit of several years can be replaced in just two months, but the habit of this short two months seems to have taken root and sprouted, growing wantonly, not listening to his brain.

It was quiet in the morning.

He put on a loose black down jacket. He didn't send a message to Gu Chao. After going out, he stood at the door of Gu Chao for a while, but there was no sound from inside.

When I got to the front desk, I asked him. He was tall and proud, and there was no smile on his face. The little girl at the front desk was shivering, and the chill hit the back of her neck:

"Uh, brother Gu has been away for a while, he seemed to be late last time by himself, maybe he left a little early today..."

Bian Sui couldn't tell what expression it was.

Geez, really gone.

what's next?Could it be that he really ran home to live?

He wondered if he had given Gu Chao some illusion that he could act recklessly without asking the boss's approval.

In line with the principle of never putting a hot face on a cold ass, even if he has an extremely attitude, he will never send messages to such poor employees, and it will be impossible to answer them.

After playing solo all morning, he sat down on the sofa of Lao Duan's house.

"..."

Lao Duan glanced at the clock for a second time and was sure that it was only 11 o'clock, and there was no Gu Chao.

He coughed and smiled: "It's just you..."

"Well, I'll wait for him."

Leaning on the sofa, he said lazily.

Ask them face to face.

He has long legs, broad shoulders, and a small sofa for two people, which basically takes up more than half of it. Old Duan can only pull a chair to the side, and put the bird cage on the table.

Although he knew later that the young man in front of him was a very powerful figure in a certain field of games that he didn't understand, but the old Duan didn't care much about it.

These boys in their teens and twenties, no matter how famous they are, only half of them live, so they are all brats.Middle-aged men have always been confident in this aspect.

The old Duan glanced at him and asked, "Is there a fight?"

On the sofa, Bian Sui lowered his eyes and stretched his hands in the pockets of his down jacket. His short hair was a little fluffy after blow-washing, and a few strands of hair were curled up. It blended with the sunlight on the balcony, and the color matched it very well.

He moved his mouth: "No."

Indeed, not quite.

Gu Chao just fired the driver unilaterally.

The old Duan didn't say much: "That's fine, I'll cook. You wait for him."

It doesn't matter whether these young people live or die, it's only good to save face.He closed the kitchen door and immediately called Gu Chao.

He lowered his voice, turned on the range hood and roared, and didn't say he was staying at home, but just asked as usual: "You son of a bitch, are you coming for lunch? I'll make you a beer duck."

Gu Chao had just rang the get out of class bell, and he looked out from the fence of the teaching building through the crowd, just in time to see Gu Qumei's familiar red BMW parked at the door.

Only one gate of the school is open, and it is connected to the parking lot. He really doesn't want to see Gu Qumei now, let alone go home.

Gu Chao pursed his lips: "No, I'll eat in the cafeteria at noon."

The old Duan was not willing to follow the old man directly, and said to save face: "Then...Xiao Bian will eat the cafeteria with you too?"

Gu Chao paused and said, "We're not together today, he's staying at the club to eat."

Old Duan: "..."

The old Duan was really embarrassed, coughed: "He is here with me, he has been stuck on the sofa for a long time, and the birds have fed him..."

Gu Chao: "..."

Hearing the clamor of students finishing get out of class, Gu Chao was stunned for a moment, and then answered after a while.He talked for a long time, Lao Duan frowned, and it took him a long time to hear everything.

"I know, well... find something else, okay, then take a taxi after eating and be careful."

Old Duan hung up the phone, put back the half bottle of beer he had just brought out, and worked in the kitchen for a while, and finally served two dishes and one soup, a plate of scrambled eggs with peas, a plate of mushrooms and green vegetables, served in a long square basin With pale white crucian carp soup.

While watching, Sui's eyes turned green, he raised his head and frowned, as if to say: Are you feeding the rabbit? ?

Old Duan met his gaze and dodged it a few times.

He raised his eyebrows along the way.

He quickly remembered that he hadn't mentioned the cold.

Who is that?

"What about others?" Bian Sui Leng asked.

The author has something to say: Old Duan: Let me pinch one for you.

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