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

The weather is getting slightly warmer.

The enthusiasm of the game gradually increased along with the progress. After the second week, there were more and more activities and shootings in the club. It was rare for Gu Chao to spare two hours in the evening.

Today is Gu Qumei's birthday.

The other party first discussed with him that they wanted to go to Japan for a few days to buy food and eat together, but later found that it was not feasible, so they changed it to have a dinner.

It was really not a small setback. This request was naturally agreed by Gu Chao, and since entering the competition period after the Chinese New Year, he rarely saw Gu Qumei, only a few times.One is that there is really no time and the other is that the boss is watching closely.

As long as he wanted to go home for the night or get alone with Gu Qumei, he asked them very carefully. For example, for tonight's meal, Gu Chao even reported the address of the restaurant before he was released.

Bian Sui was going to send him there, but Zheng Renxin hadn't returned yet, and two league officials came to the club temporarily to register for interviews. Gu Chao didn't want to bother him, so he slipped out and went downstairs to dial Didi. side by side

(): I got a taxi.

He typed and walked outside, the half-set sun at the door was squeezed into several zigzag lines, Gu Chao looked up and found a Land Rover parked in a temporary space on the side of the road, swaggering and flashing.

The window of the back seat was rolled down, and the scene inside flashed past his eyes as he ran towards the roadside, and then hit his forehead with a "buzz".

Before Didi arrived, Gu Chao stood awkwardly by the side of the road.

One of them in the car was familiar to him, it was Zheng Renxin, but he only showed the back of his head between the two front seats, the other was Luo Ziqian, Gu Chao recognized his short black hair.

Their faces were very close, overlapping in the light spot in the center of the car, as if they were kissing.

It should be kissing.

From time to time, there were cars passing by the side of the road, Gu Chao didn't look back at the car, he felt a little private.A few grasses on the green belt on the edge of the road were tortured repeatedly for more than ten seconds before he heard the sound of the door being opened behind him.

Then the person in the car shouted: "If you don't marry me abroad, you will be thirty!"

"..."

"..."

"boom!"

The force with which the door was closed was significantly greater than when it was opened.

Gu Chao didn't know why, but suddenly felt his heart beating a little faster.

As if he had crashed into something, the two overlapped backs of his head kept flashing in his mind, inexplicably feeling that the picture was very happy, and the person who was doing that should be very happy.

The moment Didi came and stopped, a gust of wind blew up, making Gu Chao dizzy.

He actually remembered Bian Sui.

Gu Chao was a little dazed, and the horn honked twice before he opened the car door in a hurry and got in, and the next second he took out his phone to read WeChat.

Must have just messaged this guy, he concluded.

But Bian Sui didn't reply until he was sitting in the dining room, because he was so busy that he just caught up with the time.

Random: Send me a location.

Random: Come back to pick you up.

Gu Chao paused for a moment, and the word [No] was typed in the reply box, but it was deleted again for some reason.

():[Location]

(): Will it be troublesome?

Random: It's okay, Zheng Renxin is back, let him come here.

Random: The dog has been smoking in the stairway since he came back, and he hasn't come in yet. I'll go find him and pick you up in an hour.

Random: No taxis allowed.

():oh.

"Tide?"

Gu Qumei's voice sounded in the small elegant private room.

Gu Chao raised his head and met her smiling eyes. Gu Qumei was slowly cutting lamb chops with a knife and fork: "Who is so happy chatting with?"

Just as Gu Chao was about to pick up the fork, his eyes were a little sluggish: "No."

"You have to tell your mother more about happy things. I don't usually see you smiling." Gu Qumei was a little curious, and glanced at the phone unconsciously: "Which girl is it?"

"No."

Gu Chao's ears were a little red, he thought he wasn't smiling, and couldn't help but put the back of his hand on his cheek, and then added: "Just say a few words about the club."

Gu Qumei smiled slightly, and forked a piece of foie gras for him: "Okay, then I won't ask."

She paused, and then reminded: "But if you fall in love, remember to tell your mother, I will help you to see. You are too young and the conditions are very good, I don't worry about it."

"No." Gu Chao whispered.

Gu Qumei directly thought that what he was denying was the first half of the sentence about dating, she smiled and felt relieved, because Gu Chao would not lie to her, and this point has not changed in more than ten years.

Before leaving, Gu Qumei seemed very satisfied with the foie gras, so she packed two more for Gu Chao to take back to the club, and then said with a smile: "Let's go, I'll give you a treat, and there is a dinner party tonight, just right By the way."

Gu Chao took the bag and said, "Brother Sui is here, he will pick me up."

Gu Qumei froze for a moment, then nodded: "That's fine, he really takes good care of you, I feel relieved to have him around, you guys eat together, next time I'll thank him alone."

"Ah."

Gu Chao reminded him not to go home too late, then got into the accompanying car, and put the packing box on the ground beside his legs.

The car was well heated, and Bian Sui simply wore a black coat with a clean white T inside. His eyes scanned him from head to toe like an X scanner, and he stepped on the accelerator to make sure he was fine.

Gu Chao's heart beat a little faster after being watched by him once, and he buckled up his seat belt and muttered: "What do you think I am doing?"

He followed the voice lazily and without seriousness: "Just look at it if it looks good."

Gu Chao: "..."

He didn't know when it started, but he felt that his ears were always hot from such intentional or unintentional words, but the other party didn't feel anything.

Fortunately, the side follower doesn't talk a lot, only popping out a sentence or two occasionally, and when he was about to drive to the club, he said: "At night, there is a network failure on the road between AOA and Us, and the training game has to wait until 9 o'clock. You go back and arrange by yourself first, or take a nap, and I will call you when the time comes."

Gu Chao nodded, and suddenly wanted to ask: "What about you?"

"Tsk, I'm looking for Zheng Renxin."

While driving into the underground garage after turning one by one: "This man is strange. After he came back, he said hello and said he went to the stairway to smoke, and then disappeared. Luo Ziqian said that he hadn't contacted him. I saw that his mobile phone was in the training room. Hall, I'll go to the stairs and look for someone."

"That's the one, the handsome one with black hair... that person?" Gu Chao was still a little unfamiliar with the little boss's name, but the most impressive thing was the slap in the face early in the morning on New Year's Eve.

"Yes."

Bian Sui's movement of closing the car door was slow for a moment, he pressed the elevator, and after a while, he couldn't help turning his head and asking, "Do you think black hair looks good?"

"..."

Gu Chao looked at his slightly lowered handsome face and the snowy top above, his eyes flicked to the end of his eyes: "No."

Bian Sui looked at his slightly dodging eyes suspiciously, but when the elevator arrived with a "ding", Gu Chao had already slipped to the training hall in a few steps.

He looked at the person's back and stroked his hair, and then flashed into the stairwell. This time he was lucky, and happened to meet Zheng Renxin who was walking down the stairs, and the other had a "terrible" expression on his face.

Bian Sui looked at him expressionlessly: "Are you cheating or selling stolen goods? You stayed in the stairway for so long? The surname Luo said that you didn't answer the phone or reply to the message, and the calls came to me."

Zheng Renxin fumbled in his pocket, for sure he forgot to bring his mobile phone, and said with a serious face, "Damn it, uncle, it's all because of you. You know who I just smoked, did you see anyone?"

Bian Sui: "Who?"

Gu Chao walked a long way to the training hall, only to remember that Gu Qumei didn't take the two boxes of foie gras. He remembered that the taste was really good, and several people should be happy to add this meal, so he turned back and went up the stairs. Walking down the road, grab the car keys while wanting to shout.

A second before pushing open the safety door, his footsteps stopped slightly.

Inside was Zheng Renxin's voice, with a hint of secrecy.

"Fu Luoqi, do you remember? It was when you were in high school...that."

Bian Sui's expression was puzzled for a moment, then turned into a slight surprise, as if remembering someone from a long time ago, and finally became a little dim.

"I saw her twice before in the stairwell, but I didn't remember it was her at the time, so I thought it looked familiar. I saw it again when I was smoking a cigarette, and I just remembered her when she touched my shoulder."

"Just followed up to the 8th floor to confirm, and sat in their consultation room for a while, and now I finally saw clearly, it was definitely her, even the name of the colleague was exactly the same."

After Zheng Renxin finished speaking, she looked at her with dark eyes, and continued, "She's actually not doing as well as you do now. Hey, she's just working as an English teacher up there, so ordinary."

Bian Sui didn't speak, he lit a cigarette, blew out two smoke rings, stared at Zheng Renxin, and said in a flat voice, "Are you bored or not? It's going to take an hour, eighth woman, how can Luo Ziqian stand you. "

"You don't come here, he just likes me to talk about things."

Zheng Renxin had a strange expression on his face: "And how can this be called boring? She treated you so badly back then, and you made such a fuss with your father because of her..."

Bian Sui: "Okay."

"No, I just want to see how well she is doing now, what's the matter, cut." Zheng Renxin looked stingy.

While following him with a glance, he didn't want to continue this topic: "It doesn't matter anymore, just take care of yourself."

After he finished speaking, he leaned against the wall and smoked the cigarette slowly. The air in the stairway became a little thinner. He then extinguished the cigarette butt on the top of the trash can, then turned around and opened the door in two steps.

A row of lights in the corridor was bright white, but there was no one there.

The training room was in full swing. Because the training match was postponed, Yu Xiaocong started a live broadcast. His boss Tan Ma Li Ao and a water friend were in the fourth row for leisure. Several people were frying fish ponds. The water friend was talking and laughing with the audio on.

Gu Chao stood by the table, holding the radish against his waist pillow, as if he didn't know where to put it, turned around half a circle, and finally put it back on the stool.

Bian Sui stood outside the glass door and looked at it for a while, feeling that the boredom caused by the name just now had dissipated a lot.

It wasn't until the end of the evening training that Gu Chao recalled those two boxes of foie gras.

He asked Bian Sui to get the key, and ran to the car to get it. Although it was too cold to eat, he had to take it out, otherwise the taste would remain.

When I came back, most of the people in the training room had left, only Yu Xiaocong was left. Gu Chao was stunned for a moment, holding the car keys and asking, "Where is Brother Sui?"

Yu Xiaocong stretched, yawned halfway, and grunted: "Go upstairs."

Gu Chao: "Upstairs?"

Yu Xiaocong saw that his eyes were wide open, and frowned: "Yes, what's the matter, Xiao Gu, is it because you are tired from extra training and competition these days, I think your face is a little pale."

"No."

Gu Chao left this sentence, turned around and ran out of the training room.

It seemed that the time of tens of seconds was suspended, he didn't think too much, he didn't even think about it, he just turned around naturally, didn't press the elevator, opened the door of the stairwell, and jumped in three steps On the 8th floor.

When he stood at the door of the locked training institution and looked at the dark front desk, he lowered his eyes in annoyance amid a slight gasp.

It's almost 2 o'clock, how could the door be open.

Naturally, there are no other people.

What is he doing on the 8th floor?

Gu Chao felt irritated.

He pressed the elevator and leaned against the cold metal wall. The etiquette mirror directly opposite was a fair boy's face, but his cheeks were slightly flushed because he was running too fast.

He realized that he might be in a daze, and he heard a different meaning tonight after hearing what he usually heard a hundred times.

Going upstairs, of course, means going back to the dormitory.

How could it be on the 8th floor.

He looked at the villain in the mirror and felt stupid.

The two days of the weekend were spent in the game very quickly, and it didn't even feel like a weekend.

On Monday, Bian Sui bought breakfast in advance and put it in the car, two char siu wrapped with six crystal shrimp dumplings, and two cups of soy milk. It was exactly 08:30 when the car arrived at the school gate.

I don't know when the tacit understanding started, they always arrive at the door half an hour earlier, and then sit in the car for a while.

Sometimes they eat breakfast, sometimes they talk, and they do nothing but check their phones, but Gu Chao never got out of the car early, nor did he say he would leave later.

It seems like this is a small space that only belongs to two people.

But today, while parking the car, I found that he was a little distracted.

The fluffy char siu buns were not moved, and the shrimp dumpling was only half-bitten with chopsticks, half hanging in the air, as if it was not tasty.

"Didn't sleep well last night?" Bian Sui asked.

Gu Chao's skin is very fair, as long as he has a little bit of dark circles, he will be noticed immediately.When he sleeps well, the two lying silkworms seem to be glowing with tender water, but if he sleeps a little bit, they will turn a little green.

"No." Gu Chao stuffed the remaining half of the shrimp dumpling into his mouth, and glanced up at the time on the car display.

08:37

It's still early.

"Not delicious?" Bian Sui reached out and picked up a barbecued pork bun. This morning tea tastes authentic and looks exquisite. Zheng Renxin has recommended it several times, and it should be okay: "Is it because the training and competitions have been too concentrated recently, or else I and the old man Ma said, you still have to go to high school after all..."

"You were...uh,"

He felt like a drowning man floating in the sea. When he caught a related boat, he wanted to climb up immediately: "Where did you study in high school?"

Gu Chao turned his head and looked at Bian Sui.

He was wearing a light blue loose sweater. The scar on his neck had almost healed in more than a month, leaving only a little mark. Facing the faint morning light, he felt crystal clear.

Bian Sui was a little surprised when he was asked, he was taken aback for a moment before he said, "Beijing, Normal High School, what's wrong?"

Gu Chao turned his face away, and the edge of the shrimp dumpling box he was dragging was slightly bent inward: "No, I'm just a little curious."

While glancing at him, from the corner of the eye, he glanced past the gate of the international high school outside, thinking a little bit in his heart, thinking that Gu Chao might have gotten into a dead end, or was stimulated by the brilliant academic qualifications of some former classmate, looked at him and said: " It was all stuffed in at home, I really can't study in junior high and high school..."

He said that he was half afraid that Gu Chao would think that he was too scumbag, and he added: "Hey, I can't say no, I just don't like it, I think I can't do it with those reference books."

"Unlike you, everything is great."

The soya-bean milk cup in Gu Chao's hand was dented a little. He looked up and met those half-squinted eyes.

He casually put on a sports jacket, and the pure black zipper was pulled halfway.He is very suitable for black, which contrasts sharply with the hair color, and the whole person is very conspicuous.With a pair of thin eyes under a tall nose bridge, and a neat face, he looks very handsome.

And also very gentle.

He is also tall and has a good figure.

It's strange that such a person didn't fall in love in high school.

Gu Chao was thinking about it for no reason.

"What are you thinking? You are not humble even if you say a word." Bian He flicked his smooth forehead, then stared at Gu Chao's slightly blue eyelids and said: "I will tell the old horse at noon, and the training game will be held in the evening." It's over three hours earlier, so you can get a good night's sleep."

Gu Chao sucked the soy milk to the end: "No, it's fine."

Bian Sui: "You are the captain and I am the captain?"

"The captain still cares about sleeping?" Gu Chao whispered.

"Tube."

"..."

"Cough, I know you're afraid of being left behind, but today is my grandfather's birthday. Originally, you and I had to go there early, and we had to leave after 9 o'clock, so we couldn't make the fourth row."

Seeing him blushing, he didn't dare to tease again: "Listen to me?"

Gu Chao put on his schoolbag and ignored him, and closed the door before getting out of the car before turning around:

"Oh."

into the night.

Half a city away, the gray ash at the entrance of the alley has been bricked again, leaving brand new traces.

Zheng Zhonglin is more than 70 years old, and his body seems to be quite strong, but because of his high blood pressure, he basically does not have the opportunity to drink alcohol. That is to say, he can only drink a little water mixed with water today to taste the taste.

He is a kind and kind old man. At the beginning, Bian Sui insisted on playing e-sports, but his father disagreed, and the father and son had a very tense argument. In the end, he came forward to mediate.

Bian Sui still remembers that he said at that time: "Your mother told me before, you can do whatever you want in the future, just be happy. If you feel happy doing this, then grandpa will support you."

In the first year, he had almost no income, and the one in Beijing cut off all his credit cards and accounts, but as long as he came to this place to eat, he would always find a stack of red Mao grandpas in his pocket when he returned.

Later, when he became famous, the old man couldn't help saying, "Hey, that's it, it's my grandson."

But now, the old people still go around with the same few words, get married, have grandchildren, fall in love, and pay attention to your body.

Among them, the first two were aimed at Zheng Renxin, who was about to be in his thirties, and the last two were aimed at his grandson, who was in his early twenties.

Zheng Renxin is his old son, and he has been spoiled since he was a child. Now that he is here, he is looking forward to continuing the incense of the old Zheng family.Every time this matter is talked about, there is no spectrum. It can be talked about from Tiannan to Haibei, such as the daughter of the bank president, the granddaughter of the vice chairman of the chamber of commerce. I really didn't drink less while pulling the side.

The two of them came out of Zheng Zhonglin's house, and when the cool breeze blew, their stomachs burned uncomfortably.

He glanced at him casually: "How are you going to tell the old man about that surname Luo?"

Zheng Renxin's expression was twisted because of drinking too much, and he felt even more uncomfortable when he heard this. Before Luo Ziqian's car stopped, he said: "Take care of your first love who will be visited at any time."

Bian Sui: "..."

Zheng Renxin got into Luo Ziqian's car, and then took out his mobile phone to call for the driver. Although they all drink well and rarely get drunk after drinking so much, they will feel a little dizzy, and it is impossible to touch the car again.After calling the valet to sit in the back seat, he lay down and began to review Chao's information.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but he always feels that Gu Chao has become a little attached to him recently, and the number and length of WeChat have increased significantly.

(): Brother Zheng said in the group that you drank a lot?

():How are you?

Maybe it was the alcohol, but he responded a little more boldly than usual, and it was rare that Gu Chao cared about him, so he had to get some pain back.

Random: Not so good.

Random: Why didn't you sleep?

It's a pity that after sending this sentence, there was no reply from the other side. Bian Sui thought that the child might have fallen asleep, and the surrogate driver just arrived. After drinking and looking at the phone all the time, it was a bit annoying, so he turned off the screen and sat back.

Back to the club is already 01:30 in the morning.

Because it was released early today, Bian Sui could feel that it was very quiet as soon as he got out of the elevator door. He should have gone back to sleep early. He didn't pass the training hall at all, and directly pressed the fourth floor where the dormitory is located, but the elevator was on the third floor. paused.

As soon as the door opened, a slender figure in pajama pants and a wide jumper flashed in.

Bian Sui was taken aback.

Gu Chao was holding a cup of steaming milk, staring intently at the swaying rim, with a very focused expression, almost like playing a game.

The glass looked very hot, so hot that he could only grab a handful of rims on the top, arching his hands into a small grab machine, barely maintaining the balance of the glass, his palms were covered in red by the heat.

At first glance, the milk has not been boiled, and it has been heated for too long.

In the small elevator, the smell of wine mixed with the sweetness of milk blended and collided.Gu Chao only saw the person leaning against the corner after the door was closed.

Bian Sui was watching him.

For a moment, he felt as if the glass of milk had been poured on him, and his whole body felt a little hot.

He put his hands down immediately, wishing he could tuck the cup of boiled milk into the slightly longer sleeve of the sweater, and then stretch it out again like a magic trick.

Bian Sui's eyes are half red, which is the result of drinking alcohol.Although alcohol doesn't put you on your face, it feels more oppressive than usual when you stare at people.Gu Chao only glanced at him before hanging down, wanting to erase the existence of this cup of milk without any trace: "Cough, I'm back."

Bian Sui: "Give me milk?"

Gu Chao: "..."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-03-2415:39:44~2020-03-2514:17:36期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: Karen 1;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 43898703, Dongzang Tieguanyin, blue1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 945 bottles of flechazo; 43898703 bottle of 1, Yabai, and Sunwei;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!