Number one, please cooperate with my position

In the private room, several members of the MOL team looked at each other in blank dismay.

Hatata collapsed: "It's over, it's over, my little Moon's character design has collapsed."

Yu Zhe sneered, and pulled Yanran to sit down.

Yan Ran's heart beat fast.

When did Yu Zhe like her? She is not sure, let alone whether Yu Zhe will want him in the future.

But Yan Ran still couldn't restrain his heartbeat.

In the past seven years, Yan Ran has never felt as unreal as the present moment.

Yu Zhe smiled, feeling very good, leaning into Yan Ran's ear and asking him what he wanted to eat.

Yan Ran's eyes trembled, but she didn't answer.

"What's wrong?" Yu Zhe put down his chopsticks, "Don't want to eat?"

Yan Ran covered his face, unable to utter a complete sentence, his voice became hoarse before he could speak.

"Captain..." Yan Ran breathed unsteadily, looked at Yu Zhe, "Can you tell me... when did you like me?"

Yu Zhe smiled.

"Before you joined the team," Yu Zhe said softly, "At that time, I wanted to put you on the bed like this."

Yan Ran glared at Yu Zhe, a little disbelieving.

Yu Zhe knew what Yan Ran was thinking, after seven years, who hasn't expected anything?

Yu Zhe simply met Yan Ran's gaze, and said generously: "Don't worry, I said I want you, so I will definitely want you."

Yan Ran had a lot of thoughts in his heart.

Counting from before joining the team...

When the two were in the fourth row for the first time, Yu Zhe's words had a different meaning.

"Captain..." For some reason, Yan Ran didn't want Yu Zhe to think that he liked him for a short time, he wanted to tell Yu Zhe that he also liked him very much, "Actually, I was a long time ago..."

"Shh."

Yu Zhe put his index finger against Yan Ran's lips, and said slowly, "I know."

"You have liked me for seven years."

Yan Ran's nose was sour, and he tilted his head, finally couldn't help it, his eyes were red again.

He likes people and likes him.

It doesn't get any better than this.

Yan Ran has seen very few people in recent years, because with Yu Zhe as a comparison, no matter how perfect he sees people, he will feel that they are still far behind Yu Zhe.

To be precise, Yu Zhe didn't even say a word to Yanran in high school, it was Yanran who had been in unrequited love for seven years.

At that time, Yu Zhe was in his first year of high school, fifteen or sixteen years old.

On the basketball court, Yan Ran was dragged by his tablemate to watch the game, and he glanced down the stage in the auditorium of hundreds of people. He remembered Yu Zhe for seven years.

During the sports meeting, the school took a group photo. The layout of the team members was determined by Yan Ran. Yan Ran had selfish intentions and stood in front of Yu Zhe. After taking the photo, Yu Zhe smiled at him.

The one who smiled as if he was saying nothing offstage glanced at him and gave his heart away.

How could Yu Zhe remember.

He hesitated to speak, his eyes were red from crying, and he repeatedly recalled the past.

"Captain..." Yan Ran couldn't hear his own voice, was startled for a moment, and said in a hoarse voice, "Why do you..."

Yu Zhe patted Yanran's back lightly, kissed the top of Yanran's hair, and said in a low voice, "I know, I know everything."

Where did Yu Zhe think that Yanran would say this.

Yu Zhe knows that liking is more terrifying than not getting a response.

So Yu Zhe couldn't imagine how Yanran waited for him for seven years without any hope.

Rely on a sports meeting photo?

impossible.

How many times did you see him at that time?

Nor is it possible.

Yu Zhe closed his eyes and said helplessly, "Idiot, I really don't know what to say about you."

He remained silent, his eyes were faintly swollen from crying.

Yu Zhe looked at the few people who were scrambling for food on the opposite side, and took Yanran to the bathroom.

"Tell me." Yu Zhe raised his chin and put one hand next to Yan Ran's ear, "How did little Moon like me for seven years?"

Yan Ran looked sideways, trying to avoid Yu Zhe's sight.

Yu Zhe smiled lightly, turning Yan Ran's face back.

Unable to speak, he sniffed and said in a muffled voice: "I've watched your competition...you became famous long ago...I know..."

Yu Zhe took a breath unbearably.

He forgot about it.

Yu Zhe has been in the game for a long time. Anyone who has followed the e-sports circle or PUBG basically knows him.

Yan Ran is definitely no exception.

"Then you..." Yu Zhe stared at Yan Ran closely, not letting go of his reaction, "You knew about me and Gold before you came to the team?"

If this was the case, Yu Zhe wished he could kill himself.

When Yan Ran liked him in the past, what was he doing?

Yan Ran didn't need to answer Yu Zhe to know.

Before Yan Ran joined the team, the matter between Yu Zhe and Gold was already on the hot search list, and you can see it before you click on the hot search list, and there are so many comments below that there was a bug on the website.

Yan Ran joined the team under such circumstances...

"Oh shit."

Yu Zhe tilted his head and licked his dry lips.

Yu Zhe didn't know what Yanran thought of him at that time, whether he was a scumbag or a beast, but he joined the team.

Yan Ran joined the team, let Yu Zhe flirt, didn't say anything, didn't ask Yu Zhe a word, and willingly turned to him.

Yu Zhe lowered his head, looked at Yanran, and kissed again and again.

Yan Ran, who can seduce Yu Zhe with only a few small tricks, is fascinated. It is too difficult not to fall on him.

From the time when Yanran didn't resist, Yu Zhe should have known a month ago that Yanran liked him.

Now he admits it.

"You know I just broke up with Gold, and I'm still willing to join the team." Yu Zhe's eyes were a little complicated, mostly distressed, "Aren't you afraid that I'll play with you too?"

Yan Ran shook his head.

"No." Yan Ran lowered his eyes, "The captain is not that kind of person."

Yu Zhe didn't give in, and went a little further: "Then what if it's that kind of person?"

Yan Ran was stunned.

Yan Ran's cheeks were burning hot, facing Yu Zhe's gaze, he squeezed out a sentence: "I am willing."

"But I would."

Yu Zhe is really dying.

Yan Ran is such an obedient person, but Du has liked him for so long.

"You're willing to be a scumbag?" Yu Zhe's words were out of tune, his voice was low and hoarse, "Aren't you afraid of falling?"

Who would bet on liking someone who has only met a few times.

Of course it will.

Yan Ran raised his eyes, tried his best to control his emotions, and said calmly, "I'm not afraid. At worst, I'll bet another ten years."

Yu Zhe's heart ached.

Another ten years?

He was reluctant.

"You never thought about it," Yu Zhe asked, "What if I don't like you?"

Yan Ran endured it for a few seconds, wanting to rub his sore nose, but before he raised his hand, he cried.

A thin layer of sweat broke out from Yan Ran's palms, and his nails almost dug into his flesh: "I can become whatever you like."

You can do it before you join the team, and you can do it after you join the team.

Yu Zhe thought of something, and said in silence: "Gold?"

Yan Ran took a deep breath.

Yu Zhe will always know.

"Yes." Yan Ran squeezed Yu Zhe's wrist, "I learn Gold because you like Gold."

Yu Zhe took a step back.

"When did I tell you that I like Gold?" Yu Zheyuan originally thought that Yan Ran was jealous, but later realized that Gold really loves to cry, but this has nothing to do with Yu Zhe's half-money. Yu Zhe sighed, "You I have seen at the base, besides being so nice to you, who else have I looked at? When I was with you, did I mention Gold? When did I not say that I like you? Can you tell me when you heard it?"

Yu Zhe bent down and wiped away Yan Ran's tears.

Yan Ran still couldn't stop crying, and hugged Yu Zhe on tiptoe: "I listened this time."

Yu Zhe was angry and wanted to laugh.

"I have nothing to do with Gold. I haven't held, kissed, hugged, or slept," Yu Zhe leaned close to Yanran's ear and smiled, "I haven't even picked mushrooms."

Yan Ran was startled: "What?"

Yu Zhe whispered something again.

Yan Ran came to his senses in an instant, he was embarrassed to look at Yu Zhe again, his ears turned red.

After Yu Zhe finished molesting, he rubbed Yanran's butt and told him to go back to eat.

Yan Ran glanced at Yu Zhe, worried about what Hata and the others might say, and didn't have the nerve to stay any longer.

Yu Zhe leaned against the wall with a cigarette in his mouth, unlit, took out his phone and opened Weibo.

A few seconds later, Yu Zhe posted a Weibo.

@MOL-Alone: ​​Let me introduce you to my boyfriend @MOL-Moon.

Lao Chi was drinking soup when he saw the push message on Weibo on his phone, and almost sprayed his soup on the screen.

Sooner or later, I will know about Yu Zhe's pissing nature. When I meet someone I like, I can't wait to tell all my relatives and friends. After finally getting together, I have to post an official announcement on Weibo.

Lao Chi just didn't expect Yu Zhe to be so fast.

The comments under Yu Zhe's Weibo were about to explode, and Yu Zhe didn't reply.

Lao Chi's breath was choked in his throat, and this person shamelessly tweeted at them in the comment section?

[Fuck? ? ? ? ? ?I didn't sleep in the middle of the fucking night and squatted down to this? ? ? ? ? 】

[! ! ! ! ! !Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly ! ! 】

[No way, Yu Shen and Yan Shen are really a couple? 】

[After the autumn competition, everyone drifted away?Why do you learn from the FT next door? 】

[Holy shit, shit, shit, I thought Team Yu was looking at Moon in the wrong way. 】

[? ? ? Will MOL still play games?What about your mother's relationship?Don't want to go to the summit league?Leave the spot to HL? 】

[Upstairs is a fucking high-ranking sunspot, does someone care about your business when they fall in love? ? ? ? 】

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! ! !Yu Shen is out of order! ! !Let me see who it is! Moon? 】

[Fuck, it's over, Ye Qing is done. 】

[God Yu! !Why hasn't Moon tweeted yet! ! 】

[Squatting a single professional player online, I want to start a new period of youth. 】

【Announced? MOL is not afraid of losing fans? 】

Lao Chi is really not afraid of losing fans when he is pinching people, this group of cp fans are worth several fucking ones.

At the dinner table, several people's mobile phones rang push messages one after another.

"Fuck." Hatata saw the content of Weibo clearly, then looked at the opposite side, and couldn't find Yu Zhe. He was speechless, "I haven't forgotten the old and serious point. After we are not enough to abuse us, we have to abuse fans."

He Jian's head hurts too, there are a lot of things to deal with, and he has to go to the comment area to control the direction of the wind: "Isn't that how you talk about love, I just hope the fans can calm down."

Lin Zheng didn't respond, and casually commented wishing you a happy marriage for a hundred years, and the fans went on to say that they would have a baby early, Lin Zheng couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud.

Yan Ran bit her chopsticks, opened her ears to listen to what they said, and turned on her phone.

After 1 minute, the people in the first team were delirious by Lei.

@MOL-Moon: This is my object @MOL-Alone.