I heard that my ex-boyfriend is my new teammate

Esports has no sleep.

However, under the healthy schedule strictly required by the manager, the children in KWC usually return to their rooms obediently before 12:30, no matter live broadcast or training.

Except for the captain.

Whenever he coaxed his teammates back to the room to go to bed on time, he would stay in the training room alone and continue to do those boring exercises.

Although the training time has seriously exceeded the standard, he always uses excuses such as "the glorious model No. 1 of the Cultivation Party".

After chasing the three laughing ducklings back to the room according to the schedule tonight, it was rare for Shen Qiuming not to line up liver points as usual.

He slumped on the gaming chair like an old man, staring blankly at the dimly lit computer screen, and resting his chin on his chin, secretly pondering what Luo Beichen had said to him after the meeting.

After Lushen retired and his successors were not strong enough, the tactical flow took the dominant position in the KWC team's game, and Shen Qiuming, as the field control commander, naturally became the core hub of tactics.

It is precisely because he knows the importance of this identity that he cannot tolerate any mistakes in his decision-making on the field.

In previous games, he had to firmly control every move of the players at all times, figure out the opponent's intentions and direct the players to make corresponding correct actions, and make up for the weakness of the breakthrough hand through more precise field control.

But after hearing Luo Beichen's words today, Shen Qiuming's heart began to shake a bit.

He once wondered if his pathological desire to control other players on the court was quietly killing some of their potential talents.

But at this time, the subconscious mind of the collapsed will involuntarily stir up troubles in the bottom of his heart, come up with many excuses to prevaricate himself, and repeatedly imply that his actions are nothing but normal.

Only in this way can he continue to deceive himself and others with peace of mind and maintain this deformed and fragile relationship chain in the team.

Now it seems--

……Well.

I have to admit that it is indeed like a neurotic behavior that my own fault can cause.

He didn't want to be a big bathhouse that boiled frogs.

Their team is obviously an e-sports men's team(...).

……

Do you want to go to a quack doctor to prescribe some medicine?

Shen Qiuming, who was lost in thought, didn't notice that there was a man behind him leaning against the wall silently and staying with him until the end.

The other party bit his lower lip irritably after seeing his preoccupied face, wondering if he pushed his ex-boyfriend too hard and made him depressed.

Could it be that I have to go to sleep on the sofa tonight?

Luo Beichen: "..."

That's a bit too fucked up.

He glanced at the electronic clock, twelve thirty-eight.

He felt that his ex-boyfriend was an idiot for 8 minutes. At this moment, his mentality was almost as stable as an old dog. He walked over and patted the other person on the shoulder without saying a word: "I heard that Captain Shen spends all night cultivating immortals? Seeing is better than seeing."

Shen Qiuming's wandering soul was slapped back by this slap that was neither light nor heavy, and the primordial spirit failed to return to its place, but Zhang Kou came: "I want to cultivate immortality with boundless mana, please, you are so weak, mortal. "

Hearing this, Luo Beichen licked the corners of his lips with a smile or not: "Say it again?"

Hearing the other party's unkind tone, Shen Qiuming's body trembled subconsciously, and he finally came back to his senses.

He coughed in a disguised way, and said calmly, "Cough, you must have a weak kidney, you went to bed so early."

Luo Beichen: "Hehe."

Shen Qiuming: "..."

After he finished speaking, he wanted to slap himself hard.

Call your fucking mouth cheap.

Luo Beichen glanced at him meaningfully: "Why don't you try it? Let's talk about whether it's true or not after the trial."

Shen Qiuming: "...?"

Shen Qiuming: "No no no no no need!"

Shen Qiuming: "... for now!"

Luo Beichen: "..."

After seeing his team leader finish speaking incoherently, like a little girl who just confessed, he turned the gaming chair and turned his back to him, shyly covering his face and shrinking himself into a ball.

I don't have the face to see my ex-boyfriend anymore.

It made Luo Beichen feel that Shen Qiuming like this is too fucking cute, he's so cold-hearted.

After a long while, he looked at the clock again, it was 49:[-], and when he was about to call Shen Keai out to meet someone, the other party suddenly said: "Fuck, you actually want to fuck the captain!"

Luo Beichen: "..."

He pursed his lips, and smiled maliciously at Shen Qiuming: "I originally wanted to go upstairs and take a shower and sleep, but if you keep talking nonsense, I'll change my mind and sleep with you, brother Shen."

The last two words were spoken in a cadence, Shen Qiuming shook his shoulders.

He obediently moved the chair back: "Well, cultivating immortality makes me happy, why don't you-"

"Come up to sleep with me." Luo Beichen raised his eyebrows, his tone uncompromising.

Shen Qiuming narrowed his eyes cautiously: "The one who just chats under the quilt?"

Luo Beichen: "...do you have other ideas?"

Shen Qiuming: "No!"

Luo Beichen: "I don't mind if you have it."

Shen Qiuming: "You're thinking about farting, absolutely not!"

Then Captain Shen was forcibly carried back to the room by his ex-boyfriend with "I'm unhappy" written all over his face.

After returning to the familiar room, he sighed tiredly, and resigned himself to finding a temporary change of clothes for Luo Beichen.

"You should really be thankful that my body is a little bigger than yours since I was a child, otherwise I should sleep naked tonight, and I don't want to think about how many black mirror fans are coveting the body and beauty of Wuli Luoshen , tut tut."

While half squatting, Shen Qiuming rummaged around in his closet with a few pitiful coats and shirts hanging on it, chatting like an old woman.

When we first met, Shen Qiuming, who looked like a veteran killer, was half a head taller than Luo Beichen, who was obviously malnourished.

Although this sense of height superiority only lasted for more than a year, he was overtaken by Luo Beichen.

As "Shen Qianlang" who was shot to death on the beach by Houlang, he soon discovered this cruel reality, and then pretended to be a melancholy and beautiful boy for a week.

At that time, I either slumped in the yard unhappily and bald other people's cats, or sighed in front of the mirror.

It wasn't until Luo Beichen, who really couldn't bear it, gave him a pair of booster pads with a black face, that he continued to go out to do things alive and well.

"So, does that include you?" Luo Beichen asked casually, lying on the side of the bed lazily with his legs crossed.

In the pitch-black pupils, that blazing gaze always followed Shen Qiuming who was squatting by the cabinet and kept busy.

"Stop it, we are pure teammates now, thank you." Shen Qiuming said calmly with his back turned to Luo Beichen, pretending to be reserved.

Only the ghost knows that his heart beat so fast just now, and his cheeks were abnormally red.

"Oh?" Luo Beichen raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.

The man glanced at the other's thin back with a subtle expression. The thin cloth was clinging to a little flesh, and when he leaned forward, he vaguely outlined the beautiful curvature of the shoulder blades.

His Adam's apple moved slightly, and he then asked meaningfully: "Are you willing? It's just a pure teammate relationship."

Caught off guard by his ex-boyfriend's flirty words, Shen Qiuming subconsciously reached out to wipe his face, and hurriedly threw a set of clothes to Luo Beichen.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense, get out of here and take a shower." He urged loudly, with a hint of embarrassment.

"...Tsk."

Luo Beichen accurately caught the clothes thrown over as if venting his anger and sneered inexplicably, then swaggered into the bathroom of his captain's room with an arrogant appearance of a successful scheme.

Seeing that the bathroom door was closed, Shen Qiuming dared to raise his neck and mutter in a low voice: "Which bastard led him to death, I really want to run over and beat that big dog.".

After a brief silence, there was a clear sound of cloth being rubbed in the bathroom, followed by the sound of running water.

"........."

Ever since he took the initiative to break up with Luo Beichen, Shen Qiuming, who was full of guilt, had forcibly lived himself as a frigid person in the past six years.

...not without luck.

But all these signs were stifled in the bud. He put all his energy into boring training and fierce competitions. If he had nothing to do, he secretly went to that quack doctor for consultation and took some medicine as candy.

He knew that Luo Beichen had nothing to do with the incident back then. At least half of the consequences of the two breaking up as strangers were caused by him unilaterally and silently.

During countless sleepless nights, Shen Qiuming questioned himself over and over again: Am I such a rotten person that I don't deserve love at all?

Otherwise, why is fate always against me?

Not daring to say the answer that seemed like a nightmare to him, he prayed more than once for that person to come back and give him a hand one day, even if it made him pay any price.

Now, he's really back.

But what should I do?

Shen Qiuming was thinking wildly, and the repeated rubbing sound of the cloth reverberating in his ears disturbed him, and he felt an unreasonable hot feeling in his body.

For some reason, as if possessed, he raised his head and casually glanced at the bathroom.

There are two wide pieces of frosted glass inlaid in the middle of that door. At this time, through the water mist, a muscular blurred figure can be seen shaking constantly.

"Crazy you." Shen Qiuming quickly retracted his gaze as if he was electrocuted, scolded himself in a low voice, and turned his attention to his hands again.

He packed up the messed up clothes one by one, took off his shirt, and prepared to change into the new pajamas that cost 19.9 yuan a few days ago.

"My captain, the clothes are too small."

Luo Beichen yelled lazily while hanging his voice, and walked out like a second uncle with a naked, strong upper body. The only shelter below the waist was the strip around the waist with a group of rainbows printed on it. Pony's pink bath towel.

Then Luo Beichen, whose upper body was naked and lower body girlish fans, happened to bump into face to face with Shen Qiuming, who had just taken off his clothes halfway, the moment he pushed open the door.

"........."

"........."

The two big men just looked at each other without saying a word, the love was deep and rainy.

After Shen Qiu Mingtong pulled off his shirt with a blushing face, he quickly ran towards Luo Beichen.

When his ex-boyfriend showed a surprised and slightly excited expression, he raised his foot and slammed the bathroom door back with a clean whirlwind kick.

Immediately afterwards, the new teammate heard the captain standing at the door, shouting in a rough voice and extremely violently: "Luo Beichen, are you fucking looking for a beating? Open the door without knocking!!!"

"My captain, is there a need to be so excited?" Luo Beichen's teasing voice came from the bathroom with a slightly playful smile.

Before Shen Qiuming could get angry again in shame and indignation, the new breakthrough player answered unhurriedly: "Anyway, it's not like I haven't seen it before."

"........."

Is it that I haven't seen you, or you haven't seen mine?

Shen Qiuming was speechless for a moment, after all, these words were really difficult to answer given the current relationship between the two of them.

So he tried his best to dig out a piece of clothing from the bottom of the press box, opened the door of the bathroom fiercely through a pitiful little gap, and then roughly and quickly stuffed the piece of clothing in.

"The biggest one here, if it's too big, you just wait to run naked."

"Also, don't say a few words, the female ghost ahead warns you."

Shen Qiuming shouted angrily at his ex-boyfriend in the bathroom, turned his cheeks that were inexplicably red and hot, quickly shrank into the bed, and carefully changed into new pajamas.

At this moment, his mind was full of messy thoughts, and the only clear picture was Luo Beichen's upper body that was accidentally exposed just now.

Although it only took less than a few seconds just now, he still caught sight of the dark pattern on Luo Beichen's left chest.

A four-faced ugly fish similar to a killer whale.

He knew what it was, and no one knew it better than he did.

That blob of ink was the pattern he tattooed for him by relying on his unskilled technique when they first started dating like other couples——

There is a fish in Beiming, and its name is Kun.

His boyfriend, his Kun.