my brother is not cute at all

In the creative water bar near the garage.

Hal took the car, paid back the money, drank a cup of burning jelly jelly and drove off in a smart way, leaving only Yang Yue and Bajie staring at him with a sad face.

"So the two of you, one is far away from the training base in a remote suburb, and the other lives near the city center, how did you end up with your car together after such a long distance?" Yang Yue asked Bajie.

"Actually, I came to Lanting to look for Seventh Brother last Friday, but I waited from four o'clock in the afternoon until almost six o'clock, but I didn't wait for him to come back. I drove by the wrong car and accidentally bumped into a Cherokee. When Bajie said this, his wrinkled face suddenly became more worried.

Last Friday was the day of the premiere of "East China Sea". At [-] o'clock in the afternoon, Hou Zeqi should have been on his way to meet his family at Bishan Mountain. To meet him would be like seeing a ghost.

Of course, Yang Yue didn't bother to explain so much to him, she just asked: "Is there anything I can't call? Why do I have to wait for him to have an interview."

After finishing speaking, Bajie's expression changed, and he fell into a brief silence.

The day in late May has begun to become a bit hot, and some fine water droplets condensed on the wall of the cup of iced passion fruit tea. He didn't speak, and Yang Yue didn't rush him, just staring at the water droplets slowly converging. The bean was a bit bigger, meandering down the lines, and finally exhausted all its strength and landed on the table with a thud.

While distracted, Bajie suddenly sighed, and whispered: "Because FIH is completely finished."

Yang Yue suddenly raised her head and looked over.

Bajie's face was pale, and he said in a trembling voice, "The boss wants to sell the team. If they can't sell it, everyone will disband at the end of next month."

His words were like a small cluster of flames falling on a huge nuclear reactor, which set off a huge explosion that destroyed the world, and Yang Yue couldn't believe her ears for a while.

"How come?" He asked, "Didn't you agree to make it to the National League?"

Bajie shook his head, his complexion was scary: "I don't know what happened, the manager just told me that Santiao and Wuren didn't renew their contracts this time, and they just transferred away. Once their two core players left, now FIH's There are only three starters left, and they can't even participate in the regular season. The coach has to leave, and the manager can't stay any longer. I'm in a mess now, and I don't know what to do, so I want to find Brother Seven. "

Three...

Yang Yue vaguely remembered this person, he was a tall, thin man with few words and few words. From the moment they first met, he had a worried look on his face.

Now think about what he said at the time——

"It's because we are not competitive enough, we can't protect the team well, and we can't bring FIH to recast the glory of the year like the dual-core back then..."

"If we had someone like Seventh Brother and June—"

Shimei: "Why are you mentioning him! It's over, let's have a good meal."

Although his words were interrupted afterwards, Yang Yue still remembered how he hesitated to speak.

"The three..." He paused, but still asked, "Is it a little strange before?"

"He and Wuren are both fans of June," Bajie said, "It's also because June came to the youth training camp. They were substitutes when June was active. Then there was a car accident in June, and everyone was depressed for a while. Time, it seems that until now, neither of them has come out of that shadow."

Yang Yue was surprised and said, "A car accident? Then he..."

At this moment, he felt like a million whys, wishing to ask all the details of the year.

And Bajie did exactly that.

"He's already dead," Bajie lowered his head, as if suddenly recalling a very painful scene, and frowned slightly: "When he was sent to the hospital, he was already bleeding profusely and his tendon was broken, and he couldn't be rescued until the end. "

"As soon as June died, Brother Seven also retired. Since then, FIH has been in a slump. June's name has become a taboo word in the hearts of all the players, especially Brother Seven—" Bajie said this, his expression suddenly flustered: "I, I don't know if it would be bad to say this in front of you..."

Yang Yue: "It's late, it's not good, you've already said half of it."

Bajie: "..."

"Okay," Bajie was defeated, hesitated for a while and said truthfully, "Actually, June...has always liked Seventh Brother."

Yang Yue's hands hidden under the table were secretly clenched, but she asked indifferently on her face, "And then?"

Bajie: "Everyone got along very well together in the team, but June publicly confessed his love to him in an interview after the game, and even kissed him on the podium. Afterwards, his parents found out about it. They I thought it was a disease, so I forced him to go to the same place, and on the way there, there happened to be a car accident..."

No wonder.

No wonder he always avoids it every time he mentions June's name, no wonder he cares so much about FIH but never dares to face the past about it.

It turned out that there has always been a thorn in his heart, and a slight touch would break his heart and make him feel so painful.

"For so many years, Seventh Brother has always blamed June's death on himself. He felt that he was unable to protect his teammates and destroyed his favorite team with his own hands. He has always lived in the shadow of self-blame. I can't escape, I can't escape, so FIH is about to announce its dissolution, I don't know how to tell him, I'm afraid he will feel bad, but I can't find anyone who can save us," Bajie said.

"But he is not a god, and he can't solve everything for you."

At the beginning of his career, he gave up an excellent listing opportunity to sponsor FIH, and now he has spent a lot of money to send a dance studio.

help?How can he help?

Could it be that he is desperate to return to the arena and lead everyone to compete for the championship?Yang Yue thought.

Bajie sighed: "I know, I understand, we are too dependent on him."

"If... I mean if," Yang Yue asked, "If someone is willing to join FIH to fill the position of starting member, will you still disband?"

"I can't say for sure. Whether everyone will stay or stay in the end, the decision is still in the hands of the boss."

"Okay, I understand." Yang Yue stared at him with dark eyes, calm and firm: "Don't let my brother know about this in advance, I will help you find a way."

Bajie's expression suddenly became complicated: "But you—"

"Trust me once."

The silver-white sports car stopped at the simple and elegant main entrance of Lan Ting like a turtle crawling all the way, Yang Yue said goodbye to Ba Jie, and walked towards the inside of the community with a solemn expression.

The wind at the end of May was already blowing a little restlessly, and he thought over and over again what Bajie had said, and those few words bombarded his brain nerves like a steady stream of ammunition.

- FIH is completely screwed.

——The boss wants to sell the team, if it can't be sold, everyone will disband at the end of next month.

——Actually, in June, he has always liked Seventh Brother...

——Brother Seven has always blamed himself for June's death. He felt that he was incapable of protecting his teammates and ruined his favorite team with his own hands.

……

Gradually slanting towards the west, Yang Yue stopped and raised her head, squinting her eyes at the clusters of clouds inlaid with golden rims at the end of the sky, her fluffy eyelashes shattered the brilliance it sprinkled, and scattered all over her eyes into mottled spots that flickered.

Even the setting sun can shed a beautiful afterglow, I hope this time, FIH can shine again.

The cell phone address book turned to the column at the beginning of H, and Yang Yue clicked on Hal's name while walking, the wind whistled in his ears, and the piercing sound of brakes suddenly pierced the quiet air, startling his fingers that were about to press the call button, look up.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! It's almost time for me to deliver food, I'm a little anxious, didn't I bump into you, did I?"

It's a delivery guy.

Yang Yue frowned: "It's okay, be careful when riding next time."

The takeaway guy apologized repeatedly, Yang Yue saw that he was working hard, and didn't bother to pursue anything, so she picked up her phone and left.

Inserting the key into the lock and turning it around, he pushed open the heavy anti-theft door, and the little boy's miserable scream pierced his eardrum with a "meow".

Yang Yue heard the sound and looked over, Hou Zeqi was wearing a soft dark bathrobe, standing at the door of the bathroom with a little hair ball in his arms, seeing him coming back, she looked at him in surprise.

Ask: "Xiaoyue, did you cut your hair?"

"Well, it will be hot in a while. I was afraid that it would be too uncomfortable to cover my neck, so I cut it short in advance." Yang Yue temporarily put aside those things that made him upset, and asked him pretending to be relaxed: "Is it true? Ugly? Like a mushroom?"

"Pfft," Hou Zeqi couldn't help laughing.

Yang Yue changed her shoes and walked up to him, lightly punched him, and said, "What are you laughing at?"

"It's not like, where can I find such a cute mushroom?" Hou Zeqi looked at the top of his black and supple head, and couldn't help but raise his hand and rub it.

"Stop rubbing it," Yang Yue slapped him away, and asked, "What are you doing? Taking a shower?"

Hou Zeqi weighed the little girl: "Well, let's take a bath for your daughter, do you want to come together?"

The big emerald-colored eyes of the little hairball were all occupied by the black pupils at this time, and they looked aggrieved. When Yang Yue saw it, she thought that Hou Zeqi had always taken care of these things, and she seemed to have never bathed it, so she He rubbed his little head and smiled.

"Okay, let me change my clothes."

"Don't change it, just take it off, anyway, you'll get wet when you come in," Hou Zeqi said, grabbed his collar and dragged him into the bathroom.

At first Yang Yue was skeptical, she just lifted her t-shirt and sat on a small bench beside her, but she didn't expect that what he said was true.

At this moment, two adult men are crowded in the not-so-spacious bath screen, sitting in front of the heated cat bath tub. Howling.

It was stuck to its body with its soaked hair, and it was covered in foam, making it look like a tiger-headed hedgehog with fried fur, which made Yang Yue laugh, and then he was thrown away by the little boy with a Thomas rotary electric drill A face full of foam——

"Hey!"

Seeing him covering his eyes and screaming, Hou Zeqi anxiously said: "Don't get so close, be careful that it throws the shower gel into your eyes!"

He was very worried, and unconsciously let go of his hand, and the free little boy immediately jumped onto Yang Yue's knee, his nails tightly hooked on the fabric of the jeans.

"Meow! Meow! Meow—"

Yang Yue became anxious and stood up in a hurry: "Hey, it picked up my pants!"

Hou Zeqi: "Hold it down quickly, don't let it scratch you!"

Yang Yue was so frightened that she reached out to grab the cat, but Xiao Guai was frightened, grabbed his trousers all the way and flew straight up, jumped onto his shoulder in the blink of an eye, and kicked with her strength!Swish onto the towel rack behind him!

The moment the five fingers bloomed, the nails pierced the skin of his shoulder, and Yang Yue frowned instantly——

"hiss!"

"What's wrong? Got scratched? Let me see!" Hou Zeqi didn't care so much, rushed up and pushed him against the wall!

The warm orange light coated the two fair bodies with a layer of soft honey, and his breath approached unexpectedly, covering Yang Yue's head.

"It's okay, I..." Yang Yue wanted to say something, but suddenly his eyes went dark, he raised his eyes, staring at the protruding Adam's apple on his slender neck, his voice stopped abruptly.

The fragrance of male hormones mixed in the nasal cavity, Yang Yue's eyes flashed, looking down at Hou Zeqi's straight and deep collarbone and shoulder socket filled with a blue shadow, from firm chest muscles to tight and muscular abdominal muscles At a glance, you can see the clearly defined jaw line and his handsome face with three-dimensional and deep facial features that are comparable to modeling.

The air around him heated up rapidly, and Yang Yue felt that his ears were about to explode. At this time, Hou Zeqi took another step towards him. He immediately shivered, leaned his head against the cold porcelain wall behind him, and his Adam's apple slid hard. one time.

Whispered: "Don't stick so close..."

Seeing his erratic eyes, Hou Zeqi suddenly smiled maliciously.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

The walls of the bathroom are cold, but Yang Yue's ear pinnae are scorching hot, and the faint redness along his cheeks climbs up to the end of his eyes, which is extremely attractive.

Hou Zeqi couldn't bear the itching in his heart, he put his thick palms on the back of his waist to block the cold porcelain wall, and lowered his head little by little towards his lips.

The scorching breath slowly approached, but at this moment there was a hasty doorbell ringing in the living room.

Yang Yue turned her head in fright, and stammered to remind him: "Yes, is someone here?"

"I'll go."

Hou Zeqi smiled softly, turned around and grabbed the bathrobe on the hanger to open the door.

The moment the anti-theft door was opened, the man wearing a peaked cap waiting quietly outside the door raised the corners of his lips, and a bright smile appeared on his thin lips under the lowered brim of the hat.

"Long time no see, Team Seven."

As the ending fell, he slowly raised his head, his face hidden in the shadows was like a beach under the moonlight, completely exposed at the moment when the tide receded.

The moment the eyes of the two met, Hou Zeqi's expression froze, and his eyes seemed to fall into an ice cave.

There were restless particles flying and restless in the air, as if falling a single spark would explode instantly, Yang Yue chased him out in the long silence.

In the dark and turbulent air, he saw the man's clean and fair face clearly, and his hair stood on end in an instant!It seemed as if a huge iron sword had fallen from the sky, piercing through his sky cap!

He had seen this face before.

If I remember correctly, he saw it when he searched for the FIH team on the Internet.

In the picture, the boy in the team uniform has delicate eyebrows and eyes, with a bright and sunny smile in his eyes. Next to the picture, the profile column clearly shows his ID——

June.

The author says:

Xiaoguai: If I am guilty, please let the law punish me, instead of letting the shower gel dry on my body.