my brother is not cute at all

At the end of the meal, the atmosphere at the dinner table became dull at a speed visible to the naked eye. In order to liven up the atmosphere, Bajie took the lead in giving Shimei a birthday present and motioned her to open it. Then everyone became more active.

Yang Yue took out the backpack prepared by Hou Zeqi, which contained a full set of professional peripherals commonly used by Shimei. Bajie gave her a large sculpture figure of her best role, and Dajiu opened the small box. Inside was an 18k gold inlaid Zhuan’s surrounding bracelets, and even Erbing, Santiao, and Sihai’s gifts are all conquests and commemorative backpacks for the global finals, as well as a full set of commemorative badges and other gifts closely related to e-sports.

Shimei thanked her one by one for accepting, Yang Yue looked at her smile and felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.

Since ancient times, the beauty has sighed for twilight, and the hero is not allowed to see the white head.

The things they respect, love, and work hard for have melted into their flesh and blood with the precipitation of the years. Every time they think of it, they will be filled with blood and tears, just like the veterans who fought for the country will still choke when they see the national flag. Salute, it's as if a dancer in his twilight years can't help but dance when he hears the melody.

But they will never go back...

Thinking of this, Yang Yue's heart froze.

He couldn't imagine what it would be like if one day the training hall and dance theater that accompanied him for a long time disappeared overnight. In his opinion, the FIH team must be a very meaningful existence for everyone. If it disappears, then Everyone must be very sad, right?

The bowls and chopsticks in the sink were neatly arranged after draining, and Yang Yue walked behind Shimei with a small bag.

"Sister Shimei, I don't know girls well, and I don't know what you like. This is the perfume I asked my experienced friend to help you choose. It's a neutral fragrance and it won't be particularly sweet. You can keep it." He handed over the things in his hand and added in a low voice: "Happy birthday."

Shimei received the gift, a little surprised, and smiled happily after two seconds: "Thank you very much, a group of dead straight men in our team have habitually treated me as a brother, so they will send some tomboys Give me the presents you like, and you are more careful than them."

Yang Yue knew very well that he couldn't understand her better than his teammates who had been with her day and night, so Shimei said that there was something to comfort him in it.

"As long as you like it," he smiled, and suddenly asked, "Sister Shimei, where is my brother?"

"He's smoking on the balcony. He's not in a good mood. Go and see him," Shimei said. Seventh brother is so angry, I will go and deal with them."

After she finished speaking, she rolled up her sleeves and walked out aggressively as if fighting.

Yang Yue walked in the direction of the ten beautiful fingers, opened the sliding door on the balcony, and the bitter breath of the cold winter came to his face. He shuddered, and saw Hou Zeqi's fingertips under the light and bright moonlight. With a little spark that flickers on and off, it spits out a misty and long white mist towards the distant sky.

For some reason, he seems to be able to see through the tall and lonely back in front of him, the high-spirited appearance of that glamorous young man back then. He must be the beam of light that everyone yearns for, the trump card that everyone expects, and the places he passes must be full of mountains and rivers. The roar of the tsunami and the blooming of bright and dazzling flowers should not be like now, hiding in a corner where no one cares about.

"You're thinking about something, aren't you?" Yang Yue quietly walked over and stood beside him.

Hou Zeqi said nonchalantly, "No, I'm looking at how beautiful the moonlight is tonight."

"The soil is dead," knowing that he was joking, but Yang Yue couldn't laugh at all. He stared at the scarlet fire and asked, "Is there any more cigarettes? Give me one too."

Only then did Hou Zeqi come back to his senses: "Didn't you already—"

Halfway through the conversation, Yang Xing's voice suddenly echoed in his mind - "Brother Seven, I'm telling you this, can you not let my brother know?"

"What's wrong?" Yang Yue asked.

"It's nothing, it's fine," Hou Zeqi popped a cigarette and lit it for him, then changed his words and said, "Seeing you drinking and getting tattoos, I didn't expect to smoke. I'll take you to have your head permed another day."

"Are you sick?" Yang Yue let out a puff of smoke and glared at him.

"Maybe it is. My brain is sick. Otherwise, why would I give up the excellent opportunity to go public to sponsor a team that is about to wither?"

Hou Zeqi withdrew his smile, squinted his eyes and looked at the waning moon in the distance, the light in his pupils faintly revealed loneliness, half of his face was covered with a layer of soft light by the moonlight, the other half was hidden in the darkness, making the deep The facial features are as handsome and three-dimensional as chiseled by knives and axes.

Yang Yue suddenly regretted that she was so fierce just now.

"What's a dual-core?" he asked.

"It's nothing, it's just an idiot's nickname," Hou Zeqi said.

Yang Yue: "Is it related to the June they mentioned?"

Hou Zeqi suddenly stopped talking.

The wind picked up, and the bleak cold wind blew across the bare branches. It couldn't make the music of the leaves, but made a rumbling sound from the iron shutter doors on the street.

After finally waiting for the wind to stop, he sighed softly: "Stop mentioning the past."

"But you can't make it through," Yang Yue said mercilessly, "Isn't it uncomfortable to watch your team go downhill?"

Hou Zeqi: "So what? I've already given it the greatest support, and it's the best of my benevolence. It's up to them how they will go in the future."

Yang Yue: "If you do this, the root problem cannot be solved at all. The team is now like a pan of loose sand, and it will completely collapse when the wind blows. Everyone can't see hope or direction. What they need is a guidepost. A man who can bring everyone's energy together."

And who will this person be?The answer is already obvious.

Yang Yue looked at him, her dark eyes were extremely determined: "Don't you really think about going back to help them?"

"Help? How? As a contestant?" Hou Zeqi seemed to understand his meaning from his eyes. His light-colored eyes were condensed into two deep ambers, which looked a little sad in the misty smoke : "Xiaoyue, I'm 24 years old. Do you know how cruel this age is for e-sports players? Even if players of this age can speak for themselves on the field, you know how much psychological pressure they have. Is it pressure? How is everyone talking about it behind the scenes?"

The media was right, that was the downfall of the e-sports duo, and the era belonging to FIH had already passed the moment Liu Yue died. Even if he chooses to come back, he may not have the ability to reverse the situation.

The vast sky is like a deep curtain, and at the end of the night, there is only a lone star on it, like a diamond that flickers on and off.

Hou Zeqi stared at the light, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm not young anymore, I have career and work, and my life is very happy, I don't need to bet so much to take this risk, do you understand?"

"But you are different from them. Your state is still at its peak, and you never care about those gossips, but there is something in your heart that has been holding you back. I don't know what it is, but it just makes you Becoming..." Yang Yuesi thought about it, as if she couldn't describe that weird feeling with words, she paused for a moment before she frowned and said, "Because I don't look like you at all."

"Huh? Then what kind of person do you think I should be?" Hou Zeqi seemed to think that his appearance was a bit cute, and showed his first relaxed smile tonight.

"A very powerful man, the greatest man."

"Is there?" Hou Zeqi was a little surprised, but also a little moved.

The moonlight casts a soft halo on Yang Yue's cold white skin. He wears a little less, and the collarbone of the wide sweater reveals his deep collarbone. A sharp piece of paper.

He took a deep breath of the cigarette and exhaled it deftly, looking far away in the haze of smoke.

"Well, I don't know why, from the first time I saw you, I felt that you have a very strange power, which always makes people feel at ease and safe, although sometimes you are lazy and not serious, But it can be seen that your team members are actually very dependent on you, for them, you are like the North Star, powerful and dazzling, always able to guide the lost people."

In a trance, the lonely cold star in the distance seemed to suddenly brighten for a moment, Yang Yue stared at it, and continued to say in a daze: "The team relies on you, you can't let them go, it's like you and I are running in both directions. , no one can do without each other, that's why I think you should protect the team you love and take them out of trouble... Don't peek at me with that kind of eyes, I don't know what nonsense I'm talking about, just pretend to be me Get drunk."

There was a scorching gaze on his side that depicted the contours of his facial features like a fine brushwork. It was so focused and affectionate that his cheeks were burning with embarrassment, but he still turned his head suddenly, and his eyes stared straight into the pair of light brown eyes. Yan Tongli: "I just... don't want to see you regret it after the team is completely disbanded."

Hou Zeqi smiled: "You comfort me with such nonsense, it's better to kiss me directly."

Being ridiculed even after saying nasty words, Yang Yue was so angry that she pushed the person away: "Then you should blow some air and calm down!"

The burnt cigarette butt landed on the concrete floor and was lightly crushed out. He took two steps, and the moment he opened the sliding door, he stopped.

Hou Zeqi stood guarding the lonely moonlight, and the voice from behind was calm and firm, like the clear moonlight suddenly opening his heart and shining in——

"Anyway, I believe that Polaris will never fall, and the FIH team will not wither."

"..."

The sound of the door being pushed and closed became the last sound in this corner, and another gust of cold wind blew in. Hou Zeqi lit a cigarette again and held it between his fingertips, letting it burn quietly, the stars Bits of cool ice crystals fell on the back of the hand, and quickly melted away.

Snowing.

The chaotic snowflakes fell from the towering sky, and the crystals were as bright as fine stars falling violently, blown by the wind, and flew away into the endless darkness with a whistling.

The words Yang Yue left before the sliding door closed flashed back into her mind again, as if it was the echo of the tide in the wind and snow, which could not dissipate for a long time.

——The Polaris will never fall, and the FIH team will not wither.

Is that the case?

Hou Zeqi looked at the distant sky and smiled silently.

The phone in his trouser pocket suddenly buzzed and vibrated, pulling back his messy thoughts.

Gently swipe and press to answer, Angie's calm voice came from the other end.

"This year's living expenses, medical expenses, and nursing expenses have been paid to his card as you said. He will graduate in July this year and has no plans to take the postgraduate entrance examination, so I did not pay the tuition."

"Okay, I see," Hou Zeqi said.

Anji hesitated to speak: "But I found someone to investigate, and her mother passed away in less than four months in a vegetative state, so your high medical expenses and nursing expenses in the past few years..."

"I know it all," Hou Zeqi interrupted her before she finished speaking: "As long as he doesn't say anything, just pretend that I don't know."