nonsense [e-sports]

At the top of the mountain, Song Wenzhou found a piece of dry grass with a wide view and parked the car.

As soon as Qi Yuanxing opened the car door, a very strong wind poured directly into the car.

"Fuck." Qi Yuanxing got out of the car while cursing.

Although it is a southern coastal city in December, the wind on this mountain is still very biting.

"Spend the night here tonight, and go directly to the hospital tomorrow to get water." Qi Yuanxing cursed and walked to Song Wenzhou's side, watching Song Wenzhou open the trunk of the car.

"No, I brought a tent and a down jacket."

As Song Wenzhou said, he took out a black down jacket from the trunk and handed it to Qi Yuanxing.

Because it was really cold, Qi Yuanxing didn't refuse, just took it and put it on his body.

"Are you still able to build a tent?" Qi Yuanxing looked at Song Wenzhou who was setting up a tent, and asked again.

"En." Song Wenzhou responded, but the movements of his hands didn't stop.

Qi Yuanxing leaned against the trunk of the car, folded his arms around his chest, and looked at Song Wenzhou's familiar movements, it was obvious that he was an old hand.

"I used to come out to set up tents a lot, who did they come with?" Qi Yuanxing asked again.

"Hmm...can I interpret your words as you are interested in my life?" Song Wenzhou turned his face, looked at Qi Yuanxing and smiled.

There is no light on the top of the mountain, so we can only rely on the light released by a large flashlight brought by Song Wenzhou. This light just shines on Song Wenzhou's body, and his body is coated with a layer of light white light, which makes people feel like Song Wenzhou is shining illusion.

"Bah, who is interested in you?" Qi Yuanxing immediately snapped back, but only he knew he was guilty.

Qi Yuanxing really wanted to know who Song Wenzhou had pitched a tent with before and watched the sunrise...

"I used to be alone." Song Wenzhou said suddenly.

Qi Yuanxing was taken aback for a moment, Song Wenzhou was the only one who came to set up the tent before, which he did not expect.

However, Song Wenzhou and the Zhang family didn't get together, so it was very possible that he would not go home and set up a tent here.

"Okay, help me get the blue box in the trunk." After Song Wenzhou spoke again, Qi Yuanxing came back to his senses.

"En." Qi Yuanxing responded, and Song Wenzhou had almost set up the tent at this moment.

Qi Yuanxing lifted the blue box out of the trunk and walked up to Song Wenzhou. Song Wenzhou took it and opened the lid of the blue box.

"You actually brought an electric blanket?" Qi Yuanxing couldn't help but look at Song Wenzhou taking the electric blanket out of the blue box.

"It's cold, and it's good to use a small generator." Song Wenzhou said, spread the electric blanket inside the tent, added a fluffy blanket on top, and put a quilt inside.

"Good guy." Qi Yuanxing clicked his tongue.

After Song Wenzhou set up the tent, he placed two foldable stools outside the tent and plugged in a heater.

"Song Wenzhou, didn't you prepare these things before the game? You planned it early in the morning?" Qi Yuanxing looked at the heater in front of him, and stretched out his hand to get closer. The bright yellow flame was warm.

"Well, I prepared it before the competition." Song Wenzhou admitted directly.

Qi Yuanxing looked at Song Wenzhou's side face, and was a little dazed for a while.

This guy has prepared so many things just to take himself up the mountain to watch the stars and watch the sunrise after the winter season?

"you……"

The two spoke almost at the same time, and their eyes collided with each other.

"You go ahead." Song Wenzhou said.

"You should go first." Qi Yuanxing looked away. How could the atmosphere between him and Song Wenzhou be so awkward now? It's really terrible.

Song Wenzhou looked at Qi Yuanxing's side face, and suddenly smiled and said, "Why are you twitching like a girl now?"

"Fart, my lord, when did I get twitchy? My lord, I gave you a chance to speak first. If you don't want to say that, my lord, I will!" Qi Yuanxing immediately snapped back.

"Well, I would like to hear more about it."

Song Wenzhou stared at Qi Yuanxing, his eyes seemed to be soaked in water, as gentle as a sunlit ocean.

This guy……

Why are you looking at yourself like this?

"I just want to say that you have prepared so many things just to spend Christmas with me, right?" Qi Yuanxing hesitated for a while, but asked what he wanted to say just now.

However, after asking, Qi Yuanxing regretted it a little, and felt that he was out of his mind for asking such a question.

"Yes." Song Wenzhou admitted directly.

Qi Yuanxing: "..."

The eyes of the two met again, and the awkward atmosphere once again rose.

"Well... what did you want to say just now?" Qi Yuanxing quickly changed the subject.

"I just want you to look up at the stars." Song Wenzhou smiled slightly, and looked up at the night sky.

Qi Yuanxing was startled for a moment, then raised his head.

I don't know if it's because of looking at the stars on the top of the mountain, Qi Yuanxing felt for the first time that the stars are so clear and within reach.

The stars dotted in the night sky are like shining apple candy.

The evening wind was mixed with the special smell of nature in the woods, mixed with the smell of lemon laundry soap on Song Wenzhou next to him. In the hazy night, Qi Yuanxing even saw the thick and long eyelashes on Song Wenzhou's bright peach blossom eyes .

Suddenly he wanted to reach out his hand to cover his eyes, as if a flock of birds lived in the palm of his hand.

But in fact, it was impossible for Qi Yuanxing to do this, he just thought about it in his heart.

"I let you look at the stars, but didn't let you stare at me." Song Wenzhou suddenly turned his face, and spoke to Qi Yuanxing solemnly.

Qi Yuanxing quickly looked away, it felt like being caught doing something secretly.

"Qi Yuanxing, when you looked at me just now, were you thinking about something?" Seeing that Qi Yuanxing hadn't spoken, Song Wenzhou opened his mouth again.

"What can I think..." Qi Yuanxing replied, not daring to look at Song Wenzhou.

However, at this moment, Song Wenzhou was staring straight at Qi Yuanxing, his pursed lips melted into a gentle and doting smile.

"Then what are you thinking while staring at me?" Qi Yuanxing turned his face and asked Song Wenzhou with his head tilted.

At this time, Song Wenzhou was staring at him, Qi Yuanxing couldn't miss the good opportunity to win the round.

"Hmm..." Song Wenzhou hesitated for a moment, but he didn't avoid Qi Yuanxing's gaze, "I just remembered that you were braver when you were drunk than you are now."

huh?

Qi Yuanxing's brain hummed twice, and then the sound of the beating heart in his chest began to amplify infinitely in Qi Yuanxing's perceptual world.

Hearing Song Wenzhou's tone, he must have done something to Song Wenzhou when he got drunk twice, otherwise, Song Wenzhou wouldn't have said that.

"Then tell me what I did?" Qi Yuanxing said directly, anyway, it was all drunk.

"Drunk for the first time, you...you said I smell good." Song Wenzhou narrowed his eyes and began to recall.

I don't know why, Qi Yuanxing felt that Song Wenzhou's expression of recalling the past, even showing a bit of enjoyment, was his own illusion?

"Yeah, the lemon laundry soap on your body does smell nice."

Although Qi Yuanxing felt that he was really ashamed to say this, but in terms of face, Qi Yuanxing couldn't lose.

"Hmm...you're still touching my Adam's apple." Song Wenzhou made up his knife.

"Adam's apple is Adam's apple, who doesn't have this thing?" Qi Yuanxing said, but swallowed subconsciously.

Song Wenzhou looked at Qi Yuanxing's rolling Adam's apple, and suddenly stretched out his hand to stroke his Adam's apple.

At that moment, Qi Yuanxing felt that his whole body was numb.

This... this feeling? !

The people from Qiyuan Star were just stupid!

"Fuck."

Two seconds later, Qi Yuanxing was swearing, but who knew he couldn't sit still, and fell directly backwards.

Song Wenzhou stood up quickly, covering Qi Yuanxing's back with his palms.

"Song Wenzhou, are you so sick?" Qi Yuanxing stared at Song Wenzhou, his anger rose a little bit: "Master, I did it while drunk, what the hell are you..."

"sorry."

Song Wenzhou's voice was deep and gentle, because the two were very close, Qi Yuanxing even felt Song Wenzhou's warm breath.

How could you apologize to yourself so quickly?

This was also unexpected by Qi Yuanxing.

For a while, Qi Yuanxing put away all his temper at this moment.

"If you're sleepy, go to sleep." Song Wenzhou helped Qi Yuanxing up and said this.

"Oh..." Qi Yuanxing responded and walked towards the tent.

Qi Yuanxing took off his down jacket and lay down in the tent.

Because of the electric blanket, Qi Yuanxing felt comfortable sleeping on the top of the mountain.

but……

Qi Yuanxing recalled the moment when Song Wenzhou stretched out his hand to touch his Adam's apple, Qi Yuanxing felt his heart beating faster.

Why?Why is there such a strange feeling...

Moreover, Song Wenzhou is his deadly enemy, and he should hate him very much, but today he followed him to the mountain for Christmas out of nowhere?

At this time, Qi Yuanxing saw that the warm light of the heater outside the tent went out, and then, the sound of Song Wenzhou's footsteps came closer.

Qi Yuanxing quickly closed his eyes.

Because thinking of Song Wenzhou lying in the same tent with him, Qi Yuanxing felt uncomfortable.

As for why he was not at ease, Qi Yuanxing believed that it should be because he still hated Song Wenzhou in his heart, that's why he felt uncomfortable.

"Sleep?"

After Song Wenzhou came in and lay down, seeing that Qi Yuanxing hadn't moved, he asked in a low voice.

Qi Yuanxing ignored him and continued to pretend to be asleep.

Fortunately, Song Wenzhou didn't continue talking, but pulled the quilt on Qi Yuanxing's body, and there was no more movement.

Qi Yuanxing heaved a sigh of relief.

I don't know how long it took, maybe because of the continuous heating of the electric blanket, Qi Yuanxing was so hot that he couldn't sleep, so he lifted the quilt.

Song Wenzhou reached out and pulled the quilt back, covering Qi Yuanxing.

"I'm hot." Qi Yuanxing said impatiently.

"I'm hot too." Song Wenzhou's voice was deep and dull.

"Then you turn off the electric blanket." Qi Yuanxing said.

Song Wenzhou didn't move, and after about half a minute, Song Wenzhou slowly opened his mouth: "It's not the pot of the electric blanket."

"Ah?" Qi Yuanxing didn't realize what Song Wenzhou meant.

"If you're hot, I'll turn it off." Song Wenzhou just sat up and turned off the switch of the electric blanket.

The author has something to say: Qi Yuanxing: I am really hot.

Song Wenzhou: I am also really hot.