Don't talk nonsense, turn around and take the blame [Quick Transmigration]

"Mian Shen? Why haven't you left yet?" Xia Qinghe opened his mouth while turning to close the door. He didn't mean to chase away guests in his words, but he was simply curious about Jiang Mian who appeared here again, and said, "This place is no better than the one in China. , the place is remote, it’s not safe at night, it’s better to go back earlier.”

Wen Yan glanced at the time on the screen, stood up with a frown, and before Jiang Mian could answer, he said, "You know it's not safe at night."

"I'm leaving right now?" Xia Qinghe handed the note to Wen Yan, "Dr. Jiang listed some new precautions, and I'll make some snacks myself."

"What's up tomorrow?" Wen Yan said.

"No, I just finished following a project two days ago, and I have nothing to do." Xia Qinghe giggled after speaking, obviously in a good mood, "What's the matter? Just tell me what you want to eat, while I'm free these two days .”

"Very good." Wen Yan folded the note in half, put it in the storage box of the bedside table, and said very naturally: "Then sleep here tonight."

Once Wen Yan had a fever in the middle of the night, and the new nurse called the family members responsibly. That night, there was an additional patient family member named Xia Qinghe in the hospital. Scared to death.

In the event of a robbery, the wallet was not lost but was slashed, and all the unbroken money was used to pay for medical expenses. Since then, Wen Yan has never called Xia Qinghe to accompany him at night, and he will deal with it on the folding bed if there are special circumstances. Su, Xia Qinghe looked at the time, and in order not to worry Wen Yan, he nodded in response and ran to make the bed.

Jiang Mian, who was standing aside, was very envious of the skillful movements.

My younger brother can do it, but I don’t know if his elder brother can do it.

He can even bring his own bed.

It's okay to squeeze with Su Yao if it's not possible.

Jiang Mian could see the tacit understanding between the two, that kind of tacit understanding does not mix any superfluous things, Xia Qinghe protects Su Yao, and Su Yao also protects Xia Qinghe, it's that simple, unlike him, want, want Yes, much more than it appears on the surface.

"It's getting late, go to bed early." Jiang Mian said in a deep voice, "Don't deliberately accommodate their time. Now during the summer break, everyone is very free, and they can get a batch online at two o'clock in the morning."

"Well, I see." Wen Yan replied.

When Xia Qinghe came out after washing, Jiang Mian had already left. He looked at Wen Yan who was lying on the bed and swiping his phone, and said, "Where is Mian Shen? He's gone?"

"Well, lie down quickly, the lights are going to be turned off." Wen Yan said lazily.

"So early?" Xia Qinghe poked his head and glanced at the computer screen in disbelief. Looking at the darkness, he was sure that Wen Yan hadn't lied to him, and slowly climbed onto the bed and said, "Sleepy?"

"Sleepy." Wen Yan took a deep breath and lay down with his eyes closed.

The tighter some things are, the more useless they are, and the easier it is to throw them away. Su Yao actually didn't sleep less, but couldn't sleep all night. Occasionally, if he slept deeply, he would wake up in a chaotic and old dream. Woke up even more tired.

The curtains were closed tightly, and there was no place for light in the room. Xia Qinghe suddenly called out "Ayao" in a low voice, and then added, "I'm very happy."

"What are you happy about?" Wen Yan's voice was a little sleepy, drifting back and forth in the clear and misty, making him seem a little soft.

"When I first saw Jiang Mian, I didn't want to see him." Xia Qing and Xu Xu said in a calm tone, but Wen Yan could hear his seriousness.

"I'm afraid he will irritate you. The kind of person who has all kinds of glory, has never suffered, never heard ridicule, and seems to be transparent, but in fact he may be too proud in his bones."

A lot of things, you don’t know the pain if you don’t hit yourself. How can there be so much empathy in the world?

Just like himself, he doesn't understand Su Yao's feelings for Yun Shen. He understands too little, but he is afraid that Jiang Mian understands too deeply. He is afraid that Jiang Mian will think that Su Yao is evading, irresponsible, and unqualified captain. .

But looking at the long-lost relaxation in this person's eyebrows and eyes, it seems that some sharp-edged barriers are collapsing a little bit. After staying in the dark for a long time, even a little sunlight is particularly scary, but the unbearable twilight always dawns .

"Now." Wen Yan moved his slightly stiff fingers subconsciously, as if Jiang Mian's temperature still remained there.

"It would be great if the Sleeping God would come tomorrow." Xia Qinghe sighed, and Youyou added, "And that deputy Wu, the food they cook is really delicious."

Wen Yan: ...

"I fought with Xiaozhi today." Wen Yan said softly, "It's the first time I fought without any scruples."

Xia Qinghe paused, when this person used "the wind is rising" to approach Yunshen, he always showed half and hid half, and it was not easy to retreat completely.

"He may have recognized me."

"Really?" Xia Qinghe said in surprise, waiting for his confused thoughts to clear up, but he was still a little inexplicably relieved.

It's better than forgetting all about it.

"Yeah." Wen Yan said softly, "He won, whether it's consciousness or speed, he won very well."

"Better than me."

Xia Qinghe didn't know how much technical content or subjective emotion was added to the sentence "Winning is beautiful", he just thought that Su Yao was happy, but he was a fan of "Not Seeing Chang'an", the only kind of fan, so "tsk" With a cry, he said, "You brought that out too."

Wen Yan didn't respond positively, but simply said "Go to bed early".

He knew that in Xia Qinghe's heart, he had done enough in the past three years, but for Yun Shen and Lin Zhi, it was not what he had done, but what he hadn't done. It's scribbled.

Xia Qinghe never thought that what he said as a joke, "It would be great if Mian Shen came tomorrow", because he felt that a person like Jiang Mian, who has hundreds of thousands of people in a game, would not have a good position after an honorable retirement. Falling instead of rising, I just come here to relax my muscles and bones, how can I have so much free time to give warmth.

But this joke not only became true, but also an upgraded version, not tomorrow, but every day, not only every day, but also helped Wen Yan adjust his schedule, Xia Qinghe and the doctor spent three years trying Jiang Mian easily dealt with the bad habits he had changed.

The ones who are more skeptical about life than Xia Qinghe are the members of the Yishi team. It seems that their Jiang Jinzhu's father, former captain, current boss, Mian found a part-time job in the hospital to make extra money?

I haven't seen anyone for nearly a week. Except for some travel funds on the account, I am basically out of contact. I even hung up on several condolence calls from the little prince Xiao Ze. If it weren't for the reassuring string of zeros on the account , They didn't even dare to eat more.

Because Jiang Jinzhu's father, Mian, acted as if he was about to run away.

When Jiang Mian appeared in the villa, everyone still couldn't believe it, they dropped the mouse in their hands, and immediately ran forward to surround Jiang Mian.

"Master, do you still know to come back?" Xiao Ze said angrily.

Jiang Mian pressed Xiao Ze's head and rubbed it hard, "I'm going back to China in three or four days, don't stay bored in the room."

"No way, the deputy team only knows abc, and you'll die if you go out." Xiao Ze said bluntly, ignoring the roaring Wu Tian, ​​and said, "We are a little better, but we can understand and not speak."

Xiao Ze and the others are only 17 or 18 years old. For other professions, they can't even meet the most basic age requirements, but for the e-sports industry, no matter their speed, consciousness or state, they are the most malleable. During the period, the competition schedule and training are so tight, it is inevitable that cultural classes will be missed.

"Everyone is taking a break from school to play games, and they pick up things when they are free on weekdays. Don't learn from your deputy Wu, there are blind spots of knowledge everywhere."

Wu Tian: ...

"Master, you won't just come back to get two clothes and leave?" Xiao Ze half-closed his eyes doubtfully.

"No." Jiang Mian waved her hand, and continued to speak, "Stop being around, go do your own business, Ozawa, come with me."

Xiao Ze followed Jiang Mian upstairs, and before he could sit on his buttocks, he heard Jiang Mian say: "Remember to calm down when you go back, winning the championship in the sixth season is already a thing of the past, and you can weigh it yourself good."

"Both Fuyao and Sirius have added new cores, and the tactical system will undergo major changes. Baihong's Jin Chen will transfer to Jiutian, and his style will inevitably change, so we can't be careless."

"The most important thing is Yunshen. This time, if we narrowly win by one point, it will not be certain who will win the trophy next time."

Xiao Ze nodded repeatedly.

Then the more I listened, the more something went wrong. How could it be like explaining the funeral?Thinking about Jiang Mian staying in the hospital for the past few days, Xiao Ze suddenly had a terrifying thought

——"Master! Are you... terminally ill?!"

Jiang Mian: ...

"What have you been thinking about all day?" Jiang Mian nodded Xiao Ze's forehead, "I still have something to do here, so I'll go back later."

Xiao Ze let out a long sigh of relief as his heart suddenly rose and fell to the ground.

"Master, you are now in charge of the alliance committee, can you run as soon as you say it?" Xiao Ze's whole face was wrinkled, and he said in a muffled voice: "Besides, what else is more important than the game?"

Jiang Mian took a sip of tea, and said lightly -- "A big event in life."

After a while, a piercing "Ah?!" came from upstairs.