The King is Difficult [E-sports]

Xing Yi had to admit that he was actually just an ordinary person trapped by the world.

——Secular sayings, boys should be strong and brave, only girls can love to cry in order to be protected, so he naturally accepted this setting.

But his friend Qi Xue told him that it was all farting.Do you understand sexism?This is discrimination against both men and women.

——The two met at the wine table through layers of friendship. At that time, Xing Yi first arrived in Shanghai. He was in his teens, and every day he either played rank in the small team training room, or went to some Internet cafes with varying levels of skill with his teammates. The only fun thing is to have a plate of spicy crayfish at the night market.

He muddled along, and didn't bother to think about whether this was an e-sports club or a pure black workshop—as the boss of Red Wolf said later, maybe he knew it best in his heart, but he didn't feel the need to care about it at all.

And Qi Xue was the first to discover the essence of the truth - at a wine table where everyone was staggering, she asked abruptly, Xing Yi, do you like Xue Haoyan?

——Xue Haoyan, the good brother who brought Xing Yi to Shanghai to play e-sports, and also one of the bosses of the "team".

"What's the matter, Qi Xue, I'm this kind of person in your heart?" But of course Xing Yi vetoed it: "Rabbits don't eat the grass by the side of the nest, and don't go into the hole by the side of the nest, so don't jb nonsense."

However, Qi Xue acted as if she didn't hear what he said, and quickly pushed him a glass of wine: "Go chase it, men chase men's compartment condoms, there is a convenience store over there, I will take you there later Buy it, how about doing something with the surname Xue tonight?"

"...He has a girlfriend, okay?" Xing Yi raised his head and drank the wine, but heard Qi Xue say: "We broke up last night, don't you know?"

Xing Yi was taken aback, and continued to evade: "I will find a new one tomorrow, I don't know him yet? Besides, how could I like being fucked by men!"

The two clinked glasses, but Qi Xue laughed so knowingly that her eyes almost disappeared.

——"I didn't fucking say you were fucked, did I, Little Hongchen?"

In the past years, Xing Yi never admitted his dependence on Xue Haoyan, nor did he admit that he was the one who was considered ashamed among the straight men.

"I'm 18 centimeters, and I'm still from a fucking noble family. Can I be fucked?"

As Xing Yi said, he behaved like a gentleman, but Qi Xue laughed and patted him on the shoulder: "God tm aristocratic background, can you still wrap a napkin around your jb? I am also 36d, but I just like it Touching a woman, what is unacceptable?"

The two argued about this issue for a long time, until Xing Yi came to Chilang, climbed to the top of LPL with a genius attitude, and had his own fans. He was no longer sprayed to pieces by Jiang Hanshuo's brainless powder like he was in the past, and he had no power to fight back. , he was finally willing to admit that he was indeed, as Qi Xue said, eager sheltered.

He has long forgotten whether he liked Xue Haoyan at the beginning, but at least, the other party invited him to eat supper all over the streets and alleys, reminded him whether he slept in an Internet cafe with too little clothes, and also shot him when he was fighting. The various behaviors of helping each other and going to the clinic for stitches together gave him the first taste of the sweetness of relying on something.

It's just that the fate finally came to an end, and Xing Yi didn't want to mention all the troubles about the original team.

"After I became famous, I was willing to admit my attributes in my heart, because this way I would not be ashamed. I can feel at ease and think that my monologue is not incapable of beating others. On the contrary, there are still many fans who want to give me children and give me thousands of miles. Send it off, but I'm not interested." Xing Yi looked at Xiao Cun, not knowing how unnatural the smile on his face was: "So is it funny? I'm just competing with myself for this shit For so many years, it's all the fault of Xing Qianyang, that trash who died after his wife died! Your father actually has a look of relief that he found the son of his old friend, and he said that my eyes are like my mother, what jb stuff, he Do you think you are Professor Snape?"

"Hmm..." Xiao Cun locked the study door while listening, and quickly walked over to meet Xing Yi's sharp eyes.

The other party looked up at him, and almost kicked him on the chair: "Speaking ill of your father, why don't you say more? Are you really not an illegitimate child? People in the Xiao family are so good at talking, just You're fucking dumb!"

Xing Yi wanted to quarrel with someone right now, but when Xiao Cun really fulfilled his wish and asked "Where am I a dumb child?", he still frowned, feeling that he had really spoken out of proportion, but he didn't want to apologize, So he didn't know whether he was having trouble with himself or Xiao Cun, so he turned black, pulled the chair over and sat down, and directly started to update the game client.

Then, Xiao Cun watched silently as he logged into the game, entered the rank, and started a massacre as if he wanted to vent his anger.

Unfortunately, however, what Xiao stored on his computer desktop was the Hanbok client. Even if Xing Yi is officially rated as one of the most powerful junglers in the world, it is still impossible to single-row in the Hanbok king where the masters gather. He chose Nocturne, his special hero for abuse, and his big move was extremely ferocious in the early stage, but he had to lose to the opponent's perfect command and team battle cooperation in the later stage. A Korean player has a good relationship with Xing Yi, so they greeted him happy new year, and enthusiastically said that South Korea also has the Spring Festival, etc., but Xing Yi's face was extremely dark, and he didn't reply a word.

"You may be blacked out by screenshots later." At this time, Xiao Cun was also calmly pointing at the side: "You don't reply when noe talks to you."

——That noe is the strongest mid laner in Korea. He has white hair dyed in the visual system. He has a lot of fans all over the world. He is usually cold and arrogant. He never likes to communicate with others, and he rarely even cares about other Korean players. Half a word, and Xing Yi is one of the rare foreign players who can make him interested in speaking actively.

But Xing Yi didn't have any worries at all, neither paid attention to him nor answered Xiao Cun, but continued to order the next game.

At this moment, his impetuousness can be said to be fully reflected in the game. He was impulsive twice and directly led Beng to the road. Although he won in the end, it was only due to the excellent suppression of the bot lane combination, so Xiao Cun continued to stand aside without any effort. Undulating evaluation: "You shouldn't choose the blind monk in this game, the lineup is not good, the early stage didn't play well, and the late stage is like paddling water."

"Fuck your mother, is there something wrong with you?" Xing Yi finally couldn't help but dropped the mouse and stood up, shouting angrily: "I'll play games to vent your bb hair here? It's your turn to teach me how to play Wild? I will take Yasuo to fight wild!"

But Xiao Cun looked at him with those silent eyes, and suddenly said: "Is this wronged?"

"You—" Xing Yi clenched his fists, his heart seemed to be pulled suddenly, and his teeth chattered a little, but he didn't say anything in the end.

He regretted it again, regretted coming to such a ghostly place - after all, no matter how good the Xiao family is, he was trying his best to blend into the atmosphere of reunion of strangers, but he was forced to listen to Xing Qianyang's bullshit past, and remembered everything he didn't want to think of Yes, but Xiao Cun inexplicably sneered at him.

There was a faint fragrance in the study room, which was supposed to make people concentrate, but it made Xing Yi even more irritable at the moment, wishing to scold Xiao Cun with the most unpleasant words, but he knew that he did not take responsibility for the beginning of this quarrel. reason.

But when his chest was congested and he wanted to sit back and play games again, Xiao Cun frowned, and suddenly grabbed his hand forcefully.

He instinctively wanted to break free, but the moment he raised his head, he saw Xiao Cun's eyes in a hurry.

The other party's affectionate eyes were still deep, and even for a second, Xing Yi completely forgot what this person did just now.

And Xiao Cun's voice, which came next, was still clear and magnetic.

"...I've been waiting for when you can beat me." He looked at him, and his tone suddenly softened, and he could hardly feel the stubbornness in the little dispute between them just now: "How can I be so stubborn?" I understand your mood, I don't know that you are talking angry, and I want to be serious with you."

Xing Yi was stunned for a moment, and the other party took a step closer, and suddenly pressed him into his arms without allowing him to resist, and his voice trembled for some reason.

"I also really want to know how wronged and unhappy you have to be to beat me up and find me to vent, instead of playing games."

Xing Yi's shoulders hurt from being hooped by him, but he completely forgot to struggle in a daze. Soon, the opponent's hand also rubbed into his hair, as soft and careful as that voice.

"Well... keep saying that you want to be protected and loved by others, but you still want to scold me and don't vent to me." Xiao Cun's voice sounded like blame and distress: "Is there someone like you?"

"You..." Xing Yi finally came to his senses: "You intentionally...?"

"Well, on purpose." Xiao Cun admitted very simply, and the breath from his lips was also in his ear: "Look, I dare to talk back when you are sad, but you are reluctant to even show a wronged expression come out."

"I..." Xing Yi didn't know why he panicked, he even started to feel a little overwhelmed with breathing, and said after a long time: "I really shouldn't say anything about your illegitimate child...it's not your fault, so—"

"It just doesn't seem to be my fault." But Xiao Cun interrupted him, and rubbed his lips against his ear as if nothing, and replied: "I am the direct responsibility, bringing you back didn't make you happy, so You can just vent your anger on me at will, if I dare to think it is unreasonable, you should beat me, spray me, or buy a plane ticket to go back to Shanghai, at worst, threaten me with breaking up, and I will be honest immediately."

Xiao Cun's voice didn't pause at all, almost not like the usual silent iceberg, but Xing Yi hesitated and evaded: "You...fucking idiot...how could you do that..."

He didn't want to accept the other party's absurd suggestion at all, and was about to continue talking, but Xiao Cun let him go slightly, as if guessing that he wanted to refuse, he tentatively touched his lips with his lips, seeing that he didn't resist, he still Pressing a step forward to push him against the edge of the table, he immediately penetrated deeply.

Xing Yi, who was suddenly kissed, opened his eyes slightly. In order to prevent himself from losing his balance and leaning back, he had no choice but to immediately embrace Xiao Cun with his hands and grab the clothes on the other's back. He was once again made to give up resistance by this omnipotent kiss.

"Hold on tight, don't let go." Under the warm light, Xiao Cun touched almost every part of his face with his lips, from the lips to the side of his nose, to the corners of his eyes and forehead, softly Whispers also began to pour into his heart intermittently, like warm spring water, trying to untie the frozen knot in his heart.

"You don't know what happened to you before, Xing Yi, but I hope you understand our relationship now." Xiao Cun said as he hugged him to sit at the table, then held his wrist, raised his head and used circulation He looked at him with bright eyes: "You don't have to be sensible and obedient to me, you don't have to find games to vent when you're upset, and you don't have to feel ashamed of it, okay? You usually make fun of me and beg for my love." Why does your energy evaporate when you have something to do?"

Only then did Xing Yi lower his head, he couldn't think too much, his ears were red and he didn't dare to look at him: "Because it's embarrassing..."

"Then don't you want a gentle and strong person by your side? I'm right here." Xiao Cun got a little anxious, and leaned forward and said, "I will try my best to meet your requirements, and I guarantee that no one will be more gentle than me." I want to be gentler, stronger, and——and handsome for you...I always think I look good, really."

"You—" Xing Yi forgot everything at once, and finally couldn't help but look over: "...you're so fucking shameless."

"But I always tell the truth," but Xiao Cun frowned, looking very serious: "This is an objective fact."

Looking at his face, Xing Yi didn't have to refute, and soon he continued: "Since I have done what you said, you have to do what you said, understand? It is not unreasonable for me to trust you People want you to vent to me, and you have to trust that I will never think you are bad because of this."

His tone was serious and anxious, which made Xing Yi swallow, so he could only agree to him before saying: "...I will try my best."

In the study room, there was only the slight sound of the computer bellows. Soon, Xing Yi saw Xiao Cun let go of his hand, straightened his waist, and looked at himself with calm eyes again.

"Come on," then, under the light, Xiao Cun repeated the previous sentence in the same tone: "Where is my illegitimate child dumb?"

Xing Yi shrugged his nose and looked at him, and immediately jumped off the table complacently, and the volume became louder: "Aren't you dumb? Fuck you!"

"You want to quarrel with me, don't you, God of Monologue?"

"Yes, what's the matter with arguing with you! I'm not happy, so don't coax me!"

"But you scolded me first."

"Then I'll go back to Shanghai now, and I won't stay here anymore! At worst, we break up, and I will take care of someone else—"

In the closed and safe room for the time being, Xing Yi answered every word Xiao Cun pretended to be arguing with without hesitation, and he couldn't help laughing at the end, but Xiao Cun was still so serious that he didn't feel ashamed She continued to grab him, shouting a little jerky: "...I was wrong...husband, don't break up with me——"

So Xing Yi looked at the red ears on Bingshan's face from calling him "husband", and just sneered from the corner of his mouth: "... idiot."

Although the ice in his heart would not melt away overnight, Xiao Cun's eyes seemed to give him reason to believe that it might happen one day.

As soon as his voice fell for a second, the other party stepped forward and hugged him, almost lifting him off the ground.

The shoulders of the two collided, and Xiao Cun's arms were almost stretched to the limit, as if he wanted to integrate Xing Yi into his chest.

——"Well, that's right." Then, his tone of speech was as determined as his determination to become the "gentle and powerful person" that Xing Yi said.