I'll take you to lie down [E-sports]

Want a hug?

"Accompany a friend."

After a subtle pause, Zong Heng quickly gave an answer.

In Lu Ke's impression, his male god is like a feline with full aura, always with a lazy look of ease.

But at that moment just now, he did feel the other party's tension.

Holding the male god's medical record in his hand, Lu Ke kept his face on the part of the name, and took the initiative to say hello: "Hello, my name is Lu Ke."

"My family doesn't have time today, so I asked Brother Zong to accompany me to review."

Yue Mo didn't expect that the two people in front of him would lie together without making eye contact. The female doctor with "Cai Jing" on the badge replied hello and turned her attention to Zong Heng.

"...I'm here to participate in an academic exchange meeting," the woman said after walking to a relatively secluded corner, "What about you? Are you still playing games?"

Zong Heng: "Yes."

Cai Jing: "But I heard..."

"It's all just the hype of the marketing account. If you go back and search now, maybe the wind direction has changed." There was a three-point smile in his voice, and Zong Heng's tone was quite natural.

Lu Ke, who was standing outside the stairwell watching the wind through a door, pursed his lips.

He doesn't know about others, but Zong Heng, with so many game interview videos, the other party rarely interrupts.

Unless it is when you are very unhappy.

"That's it." Even though he didn't want to pry into the male god's privacy, his overly keen hearing allowed him to hear the conversation behind the door, "Your parents still miss you very much, go back and have a look when you have time."

Zong Heng said indifferently: "Think? Aunt Jing came to S city this time, do they have anything to tell me?"

Suddenly, there was a long silence behind the door.

It wasn't until Lu Ke silently counted 75 that he heard the lady surnamed Cai say: "I have a meeting to hold later, let's talk later, Xiao Heng."

The door of the stairwell was pulled open forcefully, and the other person was in a hurry, but Lu Ke only had time to nod his head and didn't even say goodbye.

Always felt as if he had inadvertently breached the male god's privacy, he lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop."

"What's there to apologize for? I told you to wait outside the door." Stretching out a hand to rub the boy's soft blond hair, Zong Heng, who seemed to be rua cat, suddenly relaxed a lot.

Playing a full set, he pointed to the case: "Let's go, accompany 'you' to review."

So, Lu Ke, who was supposed to be sitting on a chair in the corridor waiting for someone, accompanied him like a tail to finish all the inspections.

Including the subsequent visits to private hospitals, he listened carefully to the whole process.

"...hot compress, keep warm, massage, continuous high-intensity training should not exceed two hours, and don't lift heavy objects at ordinary times." After typing the memo on the phone one by one, Lu Ke said without looking up, "Next time, let Brother Chen Come and drive, or I can go to test for a driver's license."

The treatment plans for chronic diseases are not bad, Zong Heng laughed: "It's so delicate."

"What if it develops to the point of requiring surgery?" Hearing this, Lu Ke became serious for a second, "Although the doctor said that he can guarantee that there will be no sequelae, we still don't want to go to that step."

"I will accompany you to massage every week from now on."

In analogy, the hands of an e-sports player are as important as those of a pianist. If it is not necessary, it is better not to use a knife.

But in any case, with the guarantee of the doctor and the success stories, the two people in the car felt much more relaxed.

When returning home, he bought large and small bags of snacks to fill the refrigerator. Lu Keyin ignored Zong Heng's encounter with acquaintances, and relayed the doctor's instructions to Chen Mingjun verbatim, and then devoted himself to training.

Today, MC made an appointment with ZOO for a training match. It is also a veteran team that ranks among the top eight in China. With the lessons learned from YF, they decisively chose to let the starting players compete.

Compared with YF, which obviously lacked the running-in last night, tonight's MC obviously has tactics and cooperation. Although they still hide some strength to some extent, it is no longer a one-sided situation.

In the end, ZOO ended the game with a score of 2:1 and handed in a pretty good answer.

"Don't be arrogant in victory or discouraged in defeat, the opponent must have hidden a trick for the spring game," Chen Mingjun poured cold water on the right time, and tidied up the video, "Go to bed early tonight, and tomorrow I will find you one by one to review the game .”

Thinking of his small mistake in the game, Lu Ke casually opened a custom room: "I'll practice shooting again."

Yu Xiaoyu: "Add one."

The old man Hao Qi Linmu also nodded.

No one appreciated the burden reduction and holiday, Chen Mingjun had no choice but to cast his eyes on Zong Heng: "What about you?"

"Replay," Zong Heng said slowly when he clicked on the replay he had just recorded, "Don't worry, I won't start."

From the captain to the team members, one by one, the lights on the second floor of ZOO turned on after midnight.

Simply regard Zong Heng as an idol who appreciates and loves to worship. Before that, except for recording, live broadcast, game video and interviews, Lu Ke never thought of spying on the other party's private life.

But the few conversations he heard in the hospital during the day seemed to have taken root, lingering in his mind all the time:

Don't Brother Zong's parents support Brother Zong to play the game?

Or just plain bad relationship?

Brother Zong really won't be sad if he has to hide it from his family when he's sick?

The more he thought about it, the more he lost sleep. The blond boy closed his eyes and rolled on the bed, then sat up abruptly.

——Anyway, he couldn't fall asleep in bed, so he might as well go to the training room and shoot for a while.

Unexpectedly, when the boy in pajamas went downstairs and found the training room, the light was already lit inside.

Dim, cold light from the computer screen.

Realizing that no one was sitting in front of the computer, Lu Ke pushed open the glass door of the training room, and was immediately shivered by the cold wind.

With a little red spark between his fingers, the man standing by the window turned his head: "Who?"

"I, I can't sleep." Lu Ke moved the tip of his nose and smelled a strange smell in the air without turning on the light abruptly, "Brother Zong, are you smoking?"

After closing the window and pressing out the cigarette, Zong Heng threw the disposable paper cup into the trash: "Yeah."

When he first joined PW, he was under a lot of pressure, and he gradually learned to smoke. Later, he met such a worrying and nagging coach as Chen Mingjun, and he gradually quit this thing.

I thought that the other party would read a few words for his own health like Chen Mingjun this time, but Zong Heng looked up after throwing away the trash, but only saw the boy rubbing back and forth on his body.

Thinking that the other party's flustered appearance was really funny, he took a step forward: "What are you looking for?"

"Sugar," replied simply, Lu Ke gave up the empty pocket in front of his stomach, and opened the drawer of his computer desk, "I remember there seems to be a bag here."

Hearing this, Zong Heng's footsteps paused.

To be honest, he didn't really like sweets much, but during the period of quitting smoking, once he felt anxious, he always used sugar and other foods to divert his attention.

When he was in London before, he thought the toffee on the greeting card was a coincidence, but now it seems that the other party always remembers his habit.

Even if that was three or four years ago.

"I found it," the blond boy quickly stood up with the dim light of the computer, "but it seems to be strawberry flavored."

Just when Zong Heng thought that the other party was going to hand him candy, Lu Ke suddenly stopped.

"Exchange for cigarettes," he spread his palms, solemnly, "Boss Lu does not trade at a loss."

In the dim night, the eyes of a young deer are particularly beautiful, reflecting the flowing light, like two ink jade beads soaked in spring water, and like gentle twinkling stars in the sky.

Before the man could answer, he couldn't help himself laughing, small dimples emerged, and the "star" turned into a crescent moon, which only made people think of Yingying.

The corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, and Zong Heng took out a freshly unpacked cigarette from his pocket: "Okay, I'll listen to the boss."

"Be good." The more he dared to joke with the male god, the deer was so ridiculous that he couldn't see his teeth, he almost wagged his proud little tail to the sky.

Cooperatingly unpacking a toffee and putting it in his mouth, Zong Heng tasted the sweet taste on the tip of his tongue, and the depression in his heart dissipated a lot.

"Actually, my parents don't support my career." Inexplicably having the desire to confide, he pulled up a chair and sat down. "They are all doctors, the kind who have practiced medicine for three generations."

So from the moment he was born, he seemed to be sexually determined.

Maybe it's the opposite of everything, or maybe it's a genetic mutation. His personality is completely different from that of his rigid and serious father. His decision to play a professional role after adulthood made him even more furious.

However, when facing the camera, Zong Heng never said these things. Firstly, he hated being miserable, and secondly, he didn't want to affect his family.

If he hadn't happened to run into his mother's friend today, maybe Lu Ke wouldn't have known about it until he retired.

Having vaguely guessed the reason why the other party was hiding in the training room alone tonight, Lu Ke secretly encouraged himself, and opened his arms a little nervously: "Do you want to hug?"

"I guess you don't want to hear all that good but useless nonsense right now."

After so many years, today's Zong Heng really doesn't need external consolation. Facing the boy's unique invitation, he raised his eyebrows and leaned over to hug him:

"Thank you."

His favorite deep voice was close at hand, and Lu Ke, who was originally frank and natural, suddenly turned hot. It was obviously his initiative to hug him, but compared to Yu Xiaoyu, the atmosphere at this moment seemed to make him more nervous.

"You're all stiff, aren't you used to hugging?" Zong Heng didn't notice the boy's sensitivity to his voice at all, and patted him like a cat, "Okay, it's getting late, go back to sleep."

Lu Ke, who was suddenly let go by the male god: ...

Get used to it!He is used to it!When he was abroad, he had to hug many people every day!

But those hugs and Zong Heng gave him different feelings.

Confused in the bottom of my heart, I couldn't shoot what I wanted to shoot, so Lu Ke went upstairs with Zong Heng side by side, remembering that the other party had just blown a cold wind, and went back to the bedroom to get a plush warmer that looked like a deer.

"...Double-layer charging, you can put your hands|in it and it will be warm."

"Understood," Zong Heng smiled and touched the pocket where the cigarette case was hidden on the other side's lower abdomen when he heard the boy's voice lowered like a thief, "Are you Doraemon?"

"Deer jingle."

The author says:

Lu Ke:! ! !The male god touched my belly!

The pajamas worn by the cubs are the ones that have only a large front pocket that can be carried with both hands.

It's a natural sweet bean, that's right.

Comparing hearts every day, okay?