The King is Difficult [E-sports]

Everything that happened at Xiao Cun's house seemed to be smoother than Xing Yi imagined.

He has been used to celebrating festivals alone for many years, and he always feels uncomfortable and cramped when he arrives at other people's homes, but if he wants to develop with Xiao Cun for a long time, it will be a matter of time to meet this day, and as an LPL, he is the most daring and courageous As a player, he certainly can't be coaxed.

At first, he thought that he might encounter Xiao Cun's parents' eyes, relatives' pointing fingers, friends' insinuations, etc., so he was ready to be a bitter character and let anyone bully him They all held back their hands, turned their heads and hugged Xiao Cun affectionately, and said something touching declarations such as "I am wronged, I just want to be with you", so as to deceive Xiao Cun, a fool. He was obedient and obedient, so that he could promise to be taken care of by him one day. However, he came here to know that not only Xiao Cun is not stupid, but also that the Xiao family is an open-minded family with a good relationship between the parents. .

The first time Xing Yi saw Xiao Cun's father, the other party looked at him and frowned, wondering what he had said to Xiao Cun's mother, which made Xing Yi a little uneasy, but soon the other party came over with stretched brows, still enthusiastic He patted him on the shoulder and said, are you Xing Yi?Why is it thinner than Cun Cun?Eat more, Jinhui and Xiaojun didn't treat you badly yesterday——

Xing Yi half-understood what he heard, but he roughly understood that Father Xiao was talking about Xiao Cun's uncle and aunt, so he nodded obediently and replied: "Well, uncle, everyone is fine...Brother Xiao Ze And talked to me a lot.”

"...Hahaha that's good, but Xiao Ze is so good at fooling around, don't believe a word, it's all bragging." Father Xiao laughed heartily, and he looked taller even wrapped in a black coat. His facial features are profound, and he looks much more mature than Mother Xiao, but the uninhibited look in his brows allows one to see some frivolous looks in his youth, just like the name "Xiao Zhenhai". "My son is the only honest person in their life, you have to treat him well haha—"

"...Dad!" Xiao Cun hurriedly blushed and interrupted in a low voice, but Xiao Zhenhai continued indifferently: "What's wrong? Dad, don't you think you're stupid~"

When the father and son met, Xiao Cun seemed to be a little immature, and he ignored Xiao Zhenhai as if he was angry, and even grabbed Xing Yi, muttering: "Don't listen to my father's nonsense."

Xing Yi looked at his aggrieved face, and only secretly smiled in his heart, but he decided to abandon him first and please his father first.

——"Understood, Uncle~"

Xing Yi said it very politely, even if Xiao Cun haunted him with resentful eyes and complained coldly, "You won't help me", he just smiled confidently and replied: Do you understand tactics? Without my good brain, If you can't play 6 junglers, you can't accept it.

It was also during that short day of getting along that Xing Yi vaguely understood why Xiao Cun was Xiao Cun.

——His appearance and cold personality were inherited from his mother, and as a man, his strong and gentle demeanor is obviously benefited from his father's influence.

Xiao Zhenhai said, in fact, when I first found out that my son didn’t like the opposite sex several years ago, I was not angry at first, but felt very strange—I should have shared with him the picture albums I have treasured for many years—that someone would I don't like women's big breasts and butts, it's a bit too weird.But then I thought, it's normal for a child to have his own choices when he grows up. If I force him, if he ends up running away from home like in the TV series, that would be bad.

"...It's okay to watch some TV dramas. Didn't you say that you just watched it with your mother?" Xiao Cun finally couldn't help but interjected, but Xiao Zhenhai ignored him and continued to chatter to Xing Yi: "I know it's like Young people like you must be bullied and excluded at ordinary times, isn’t it? It hurts when you think about it, but it’s different when you come to Xiao’s house. It’s other people’s business if others treat you badly, but we are relatives, we have to treat you again You are not good, what should you do? Two little kids, I will not block you, can you still resist those gossips? Besides, what Lan Lan and I have always wanted is a daughter, so bring a young man back There's nothing wrong with it - oh yes...do you want to see pictures of Cuncun wearing skirts when he was a child?"

"...Dad!" But after hearing this, Xiao Cun was not moved at all, but blushed directly and almost exploded: "There are still photos?!"

"I remember yes, at your mother's place," Xiao Zhenhai said while smoking a cigarette, while Xing Yi held back his laughter, obediently pretending that he was a good-natured young man who didn't smoke or drink, and just chatted with him in a friendly way To: "...Then why didn't the uncle and aunt have a younger sister?"

"Ah? That's still not enough," Xiao Zhenhai paused, and suddenly smiled wistfully: "The day this kid was born, I was already scared to death. If it happens again, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it."

"...I heard that you weren't even interested in looking at me when I was born?" Xiao Cun continued to gnaw on an apple crisply beside him, and said, "You kept saying that you don't want children anymore, and you were almost beaten by your grandpa." ?”

"Your grandfather thinks I'm a crow's mouth, doesn't it?" Xiao Zhenhai leaned back on the sofa, and he let out a long breath as if recalling something: "It's not easy to have a child, Cuncun—look at you, you're not filial, I don’t know how often I call your mother.”

"...how can this talk about me??" Xiao Cun's expression would probably be more obvious only in front of his father, and at this moment his whole face was suffocated to the extreme: "I called her, and she just said a few words. I want to hang up and say that my aunt asked her to play cards, is it my fault?"

"Then you won't allow your mother to have hobbies, anyway, the money you win will be spent by you." Xiao Zhenhai said that it was well-founded, but Xiao Cun gnawed on the apple louder: "You first ask her what she has been hiding for a month." It's up to you to buy as many bags as you want, and give them back to me!"

However, Xiao Zhenhai hurriedly asked him to keep his voice down, and only said: "I know everything...don't talk too much, your mother always thought I didn't know."

The conversation between the father and son in the living room was just like you and me. The part-time worker hired temporarily during the New Year came to clean the table, and Xiao Zhenhai also asked her to go home early after finishing the work, and settled some extra wages.

Xing Yi sat on the side, gradually no longer able to interject/introduce any words, but just quietly looked at Xiao Cun who he had never seen before.

It turned out that Xiao Cun, who always had an iceberg face, would also be impatient, naive, and impatient, just like many spoiled children, no matter whether they are rich or not, as soon as they return home, they seem to be in love with their unnecessary love. Any guarded nest will be cared for meticulously by the parents, and will be utterly disturbed by the repeated nagging of the parents.

The light shone in Xing Yi's eyes, making him feel that his sight was gradually losing focus for some reason.

He was a little lost, and suddenly remembered the person he least wanted to think of at this time, Xing Qianyang.

In the past years there, he had wondered countless times what it would be like if Xing Qianyang was still alive. He thought they would probably rely on each other, go to the supermarket to buy vegetables together, study the chess game under the tree together, and celebrate the death of their mother together When I went to see her at the grave, I said to her, we miss you very much.

When his mother left, Xing Yi was at the age of □, a sensitive age when adults thought he knew nothing, but in fact he knew a little bit about everything.Therefore, he has always clearly known how dark his father's eyes are under his forced smile all day long.So at that time, he told himself that he must not cry in front of his father, but also stay with his father well, grow up early, and become a great policeman, whether it is to protect the motherland or anything else.

He took it for granted that he and this man, as father and son, would definitely depend on each other from now on, but soon, he had to find that Xing Qianyang didn't think so at all.

When the other party passed away, Xing Yi cried so sadly and emptily as never before. After all, in the days when his mother left, the reason why he endured it desperately at a young age was just because he didn't want to make his father more sad—and after that, he could They vented out together.

As for the later years, it seems that there is not much heartbreaking to speak of, but when he burned his hand on the stove, when he took his temperature and ran to the clinic by himself, when he was alone at the parent meeting Loitering alone under the shade of greenery, when he grew up from being beaten in a one-on-one fight to being able to fight three by himself, he gradually stopped thinking about what would happen if Xing Qianyang was still alive.

It's just that every time he went to the cemetery to drop a bouquet of flowers for his mother, he never sent any memorial to Xing Qianyang who was a row away.

He passed by his father's tomb countless times, but never stopped for a moment in his eyes or footsteps.

But at this moment, there appeared in his mind the bewildered idea that hadn't appeared for many years—if Xing Qianyang was still alive.

If Xing Qianyang is still alive, will he and I be the same as the Xiao family father and son in front of us, who seem to have a serious generation gap, but actually have endless quarrels, can they leave the deepest warmth for the cold winter night?

The moment this idea appeared, Xing Yi frowned, feeling so sick that he instinctively felt sick, so he lowered his head and clenched his fists secretly.

He wanted to expel such thoughts, and his mind was in a mess, but after a while, he heard Xiao Cun's gentle voice calling himself in his ear.

—— "Xing Yi?... What's the matter? Are you uncomfortable?"

Those hands quickly helped him, Xing Yi came back to his senses, quickly grabbed his arm and straightened up, only waved his hand and said: "No, no... just thought of something."

Xiao Cun hugged him slightly worriedly, before hesitatingly said after a while: "Chi Yang...? Chi Yang, he actually—"

"...呵," Xing Yi was still thinking about it, but for some reason, he was amused by him in an instant, so he had to pull back some thoughts, pushed him away slightly and said, "...what the hell are you talking about. "

——Oh, no, how can I, who is a modest gentleman, speak foul language in front of Xiao Zhenhai?Xing Yi realized his identity as a good baby, and quickly sat down in a serious manner, but Xiao Zhenhai looked at the two of them while gently crushing the smoke, and suddenly spit out a sentence.

"Xing Yi," he looked at Xing Yi and said, "Actually, when I saw you this morning, I wanted to ask you something, but I didn't know if I could ask."

……this.Xing Yi had a bad premonition in his heart, but he also knew that since the words had already been said, it would be impolite not to answer by himself, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and answer, "What's the matter...? Uncle, tell me."

"...Dad, what do you want to say again, don't make trouble for me." Xiao Cun hurriedly stopped beside him unhappy, but Xiao Zhenhai just looked at Xing Yi's face for a long time, and asked: "Are you Police Officer Xing... Hmm, Xing Qianyang's son?"

Outside the door was radiant light, and even the wind seemed to be festive, passing by thousands of lights in a hurry, Xing Yi was forced to meet the gaze of Xiao Zhenhai's deep eyes in the light pouring down from above his head, and then he was completely stunned Living.

Before he could recover, Xiao Zhenhai, who has been up and down for many years, had already caught the answer from his eyes and non-denial, so he sighed and laughed.

"I think it was the first time I entered the game that year, it seemed to be through your father's hands." He picked up another cigarette, lowered his gaze, and landed on the extinguished cigarette butt: "At that time, I was still in Wuhan. I was in college, and he also worked in that area. He arrested me and persuaded me to be a good student, saying that if I was a good college student, I would not be a good college student.

He spoke deeply, as if he was recalling old stories and old enemies many years ago, while Xiao Cun and Xing Yi looked at each other, almost unable to make any sound at once - at that moment, there seemed to be an undercurrent raging under Xiao Zhenhai's words , the two of them almost thought that this was going to turn into a feud and love, but Xiao's mother went downstairs at the right time, and her voice was cold when she came over.

"...Zhenhai, are you bragging again?" When she got to the sofa, she glanced at her husband and the two stunned juniors, and said ruthlessly, "You sell a yellow Die is still blatant, isn't it normal to be caught by the police?"

——Even at that moment Xiao Zhenhai hurriedly yelled "My wife doesn't want it" in a panic, but it didn't stop Xiao's mother from summarizing the matter indifferently and concisely.