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The fierce quarrel attracted neighbors. Some people pressed down the umbrella in Cheng Yao's hand and pulled him to protect him behind him.

The old man who lived at the top of the stairs was an old friend of Cheng Yao's grandfather. He recognized Cheng Honghui, went into the house without saying a word, took out his own tongs, and rushed towards him aggressively.

"Asshole, you still have the face, get out of here."

Cheng Honghui felt ashamed of being pinned down, struggled violently angrily, and uttered wild words: "Why should I get out! The house is left by the old man, Cheng Yao is my son, and his things are mine!"

The overwhelming anger made Cheng Yao feel that the oxygen around him was very thin, his eardrums were swollen, and listening to the people around him was like being in another time and space.

Hearing Cheng Honghui mentioning grandpa, his eyes were bloodshot, and the strong hostility was like a volcano erupting.

Cheng Yao frantically threw away the people who were pulling him around, reached out and snatched the tongs that the old man wanted to scare people, and before everyone could react, he swung desperately at the man who made him extremely disgusted.

"what--"

"Farewell, Xiaoyao!"

"Cheng Yao!"

Residents on the fifth floor were frightened when they saw the well-behaved and obedient children from small to large suddenly go crazy. The hot temperature of the poker made them subconsciously stop their movements and dare not act rashly.

The head of the iron tongs was burning red, and the whole body was scorching hot, except for a heat-insulating place at the top.

The place Cheng Yao grabbed in a hurry was not the heat insulation area, but he didn't seem to feel any pain at all.Thinking of his grandfather with tears in his eyes when he was dying, intense hatred almost swept over his entire rationality, and he desperately wanted this hideous man to die.

When the frightening heat was approaching like a gust of wind, Cheng Honghui's whole body was limp and cold sweat was pouring down his body, and before he could make any movements, his pants were instantly smelly and wet.

At the very moment, Cheng Yao's wrist was supported in the air by a cold and strong hand.

The tongs landed next to Cheng Honghui's ear, and the hair around him curled up quickly due to the heat, and a large blister was formed on his ear.

Standing there, Cheng Yao kept trembling, feeling that his wrist had been pinched hard, and his fingers suddenly lost strength.

With a bang, the tongs fell to the ground.

Cheng Honghui, who collapsed to the ground the moment the tongs stopped, was the first to react, and was about to run.

Cheng Yao wanted to chase, but the hand that grabbed him just now held him tightly, no matter how crazy he tried to break free, he couldn't shake it off.

Just when he was so angry that he was about to use all the strength in his body to break free, the other party didn't know where the strength came from, and a violent pull pulled him back.

The next second, he was hugged tightly in his arms.

A very faint fragrance rushed into the nostrils, and Cheng Yao was shocked, and all his rationality came back in an instant.

The person holding him was breathing as fast as him, as if he had also been greatly frightened just now.

Cheng Yao didn't know who he was, but he felt the other's hand caressing his hair, caressing it gently with utmost tenderness.Meticulous and careful, as if treating rare treasures.

He recalled everything that happened just now and began to fall into a strong fear, and all the strength in his body was suddenly drained.

The other party's broad arms supported him vigorously, and the warm palms gently rubbed the back of his neck, allowing him to successfully absorb enough strength to calm his emotions.

"Xiaoyao, you can't do this again in the future. It's against the law to hurt people."

Cheng Yao took a deep breath, broke free from his arms, and saw the neighbor's grandfather picking up the tongs and throwing them back into the house, and he kept patting his chest in fear.

"Hey, you kid is really scary, don't do it again in the future."

"If this bastard comes to you again, you can call us, and we will clean him up for you."

"Yeah, this bastard looks fierce, but he is actually cowardly."

"I'm sorry, I won't do it next time... I've caused trouble for everyone..." Cheng Yao bowed deeply to the neighbors to express his apology.

It was dinner time at this time, and the air outside was very cold. Everyone came out wearing home clothes, and gradually dispersed after comforting each other.

Cheng Yao stood on the spot with his head down and calmed down for a while to breathe. He felt the tingling pain when his right hand unconsciously grasped the strap of his schoolbag.He opened his hands and looked, and there seemed to be many blisters on his palms from the tongs, but he was too emotional just now to care about the pain.

Just as he was about to go home, Cheng Yao's hand was grabbed again. Only then did he realize that the person who had just hugged him had been standing by his side and did not leave.

The voice control light went out at this moment, and Cheng Yao couldn't see the other person's face clearly. He sniffed and sincerely expressed his thanks: "Thank you just now."

The man didn't answer, turned his head and looked around, and then dragged him to a brightly lit place.

"Hey, who are you, you want to take me..."

In the process of gradually approaching the bright lights in the corridor, Cheng Yao finally saw the face of the other party.

He had seen this face in countless places.

In the e-sports magazines, in the close-ups of the competition, in the pictures on the BNG official website, and on the podium of the solo KING.

So strange, yet so familiar.

Cheng Yao's footsteps were fixed in place as if filled with lead, and he couldn't move anymore.

His eyes widened to the limit, and he looked up dumbfoundedly at Pei Yanzhi who was close at hand. His face, which was [-] times prettier than the photo, looked like a dream under the dim yellow light.

Cheng Yao felt like he was dreaming, but the tingling in his palm reminded him that it was real.

Pei Yanzhi pulled Cheng Yao's burned right hand and frowned, completely disregarding the joy of meeting him.

The old light bulbs are covered with dust and the illumination is really limited.Even if Pei Yanzhi's eyesight was blown by everyone in the e-sports circle with their eyes closed, he still couldn't see the burn.

"No, it's too dark." Pei Yanzhi was very anxious, and looked up at Cheng Yao, "Where's the key? Open the door."

Cheng Yao's heart was beating violently, he was still in a daze, his eyes were fixed on Pei Yanzhi's face without moving away for a second, he took the keys out of his pocket like a robot, and murmured: "...here."

After receiving the key, Pei Yanzhi seemed to be at the door of his own house, and within a few steps, he touched Cheng Yao's door, opened the door three times, five times, and pulled him into the house. close the door.

Cheng Yao knew that Pei Yanzhi was tall and had long legs, but he never expected that the other party would be so much taller than him.

Standing facing each other like this, his eyes were at the same level as Pei Yanzhi's Adam's apple, no wonder he had to stand on tiptoes to successfully put his chin on the other's shoulder when they hugged just now.

This is too short...

Under the bright lights in the living room, Pei Yanzhi was carefully observing the burns on Cheng Yao's palms, while Cheng Yao had been staring at Pei Yanzhi's face with his head up.

It's no wonder that Pei Yanzhi has so many fanatical female fans, he is indeed good-looking, even if he stares at Cheng Yao face to face like this, he can't find any flaws in this man's facial features.

His eyebrows are rich black, his lips are pinkish red, his nose bridge is high, and his slender eyelashes hang like wings on his lake-like calm eyes.

Such thin lips should make people cold, but the sparkle between his eyes is too gentle, combined, it becomes the rare affectionate in the world.

Pei Yanzhi carefully observed the palm of his hand, and finally heaved a sigh of relief when he found that the problem was not as serious as he imagined. He lowered his head and asked Cheng Yao carefully, "Fortunately, there are only some small blisters. Otherwise, I should go to the hospital. Does it hurt?"

Cheng Yao met his soft gaze, and shook his head reflexively like a rattle: "It doesn't hurt."

Pei Yanzhi didn't believe it, his eyes were darkened, and he narrowed his eyes slightly: "Does it really not hurt?"

Cheng Yao was agitated, and felt aggrieved in an instant, pouted and lowered his head like a child who made a mistake: "It hurts...it hurts."

Thinking of the critical moment just now, Pei Yanzhi couldn't help but get angry, and his tone was a little more emphatic: "Next time, will you grab the tongs with bare hands?"

Cheng Yao couldn't figure out why Pei Yanzhi had such a bad first impression of his game and reality.

One was in a daze at the gun, and the other was an attempted murder.

Cheng Yao was so ashamed when he remembered that Pei Yanzhi had seen all the appearance just now, and wished he could bury his head in the ground.

"There will be no next time..."

Seeing him like this, Pei Yanzhi also felt distressed. He lifted his index finger up to let him look at him, and taught him in a soft tone: "The wicked will be dealt with in their own way, so don't let them be too careless in the future."

"understood……"

Cheng Yao raised his head and looked at the extremely gentle Pei Shen in front of him, his jaw trembled almost invisible, and his clean and innocent watery eyes began to turn red slowly, all the way to the tip of his nose.

This person has been like this since he was a child, and Pei Yanzhi is too familiar with this process.

At this moment, Pei Yanzhi could finally bend down and hug his little friend immediately, and comfort him in time before he cried, without being forced to wait for the ten-second video delay in the live broadcast.

Unexpectedly, instead of taking back his crying, Cheng Yao's tears burst like a dam that was blown up.

"God Pei... don't blame me... I didn't do it on purpose... I... I just suddenly..."

As if grasping the last straw to save his life, Cheng Yao reached out to climb Pei Yanzhi's shoulder and hugged him with all his strength. He couldn't help crying, and only choked up when he spoke intermittently.

Pei Yanzhi came here in a hurry, not knowing that the temperature here is low, and the long thin black windbreaker he wore was very easy to wrinkle. At this time, Cheng Yao unconsciously pulled out many folds and smeared tears and snot.

But he didn't care at all, at this moment he could only care about his heartache, he regretted the lesson that was not harsh at all just now, and tried his best to comfort the child.

"I don't blame you, I just don't want to see you hurt yourself."

"I know you didn't mean it, I understand."

"I'm going to cry when I get headshot in a daze in the game. Listen to me and I'll cry even if I don't play games. Can't I coax you after flying here for hours?"

"Hey, don't be sad, okay?"

But people's emotions are difficult to control, and Pei Yanzhi's gentle comfort has become a channel for Cheng Yao to vent and break free.

Being strong is a fortress that Cheng Yao has piled up layer by layer, and at the same time, all his negative emotions are firmly locked inside.

But now, Pei Yanzhi's tenderness and companionship caused Naqi to collapse.

Someone can rely on, and the grievance will be so unscrupulous.

No matter how Pei Yanzhi tried to comfort him, nothing worked, and in the end he could only hold Cheng Yao silently and let him cry unscrupulously.

After a long time, all the haze finally dissipated, and Cheng Yao's throat was extremely tired, and he gradually recovered after dozens of deep breaths.

Pei Yanzhi straightened up slowly, and when he lowered his head, he saw Cheng Yao looking up at him, his whole face was wet from crying, his eyes were swollen like eggs with blush, pitiful and funny.