Support you lost your horse [E-sports]

The boss looked at Jing Yan suspiciously, and agreed after a moment of hesitation.

"The price list is on the wall. If you want to borrow it now, you have to start counting the money from tonight."

"Okay, trouble."

Jing Yan raised his head and made a rough estimate.The rental compass is charged by the hour, about 7 yuan for 80 hours.

"If you don't return it after the time limit, you will be charged an extra time fee." The boss's calculator flew up, "I advise you to rent longer, because there are more people watching the sunrise in the morning."

Jing Yan swiped the display on the counter with his watch and entered the amount.

"Rent for 7 hours first."

"Okay." The boss set the time, "Seeing how many of you there are, I won't charge a deposit."

"Thank you."

Zeng Mi and the others followed behind Jing Yan in panic, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Teacher, why don't we call the police first?"

The scenic spot is mountainous, so no matter how well protected it is, accidents will inevitably occur. Therefore, the nearby rescue team and police station are on duty 24 hours a day to ensure that the police are dispatched at any time.

"The time is too short, there is a high probability that it will not be accepted."

Jing Yan took them to his room, put the safety rope buckle on his waist, and adjusted the length of the backpack straps.

"After finding Chu Junhang, I will launch a signal flare."

He took out two flare guns from the rope pocket on his back waist, "You will keep watch tonight."

"Okay." Yuan Yuxuan took one of them, "We will respond as soon as we see it."

Zeng Mi wanted to say something, but was dragged away by the top order, and shut up.

"Trust the teacher... I rely on it!"

The three ran to the wide open window, staring down, their voices stuck in their throats.Just now, Jing Yan jumped from the second floor in front of them...

After landing safely, Jing Yan flexed his muscles, turned on the flashlight and flashed twice to the second floor, then turned and ran into the darkness.

-

Dark clouds covered the moon, and it was getting darker and darker.Chu Junhang stared, staggered to a rope railing, and slowly opened his arms.

"Champion! Champion!"

"Hold the cup!!!"

Shocking cheers rushed towards him, the moonlight condensed in his hands, gradually gained weight, and turned into a phantom of the Silver Dragon Cup.

"congratulations."

Chu Junhang saw the man walking towards him slowly with a smile, and also opened his hands to him.

"I am proud of you."

Tears welled up in an instant, and he moved forward eagerly, with piety and timidity in his eyes.Eager to hug, but dare not touch.

"mom……"

"Chu Junhang!!!"

Jing Yan followed the footprints and the weeds lying on the side of the road to find this place. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw Chu Junhang walking towards the edge of the cliff with his hands open.

He didn't even think about it, he rushed over and pulled the person into his arms, with his center of gravity backward, and both of them sat on the ground.

"Wake up, Chu Junhang, look at me." Jing Yan patted the little boss's cheek lightly.

Chu Junhang opened his eyes, stared blankly, suddenly began to struggle, and kept saying, "My trophy, where is my trophy!"

He turned his head abruptly, looking at the empty cliff.

"The trophy..."

Jing Yan was not paying attention, and let Chu Junhang escape.He quickly got up, caught up with the stumbling alcoholic, grabbed his waist and dragged him back vigorously.

"Let go, let go!" Chu Junhang broke down and cried, his hands flapping in the air, struggling to run to the edge of the cliff.

咚

A dull sound.

Jing Yan's chest rose and fell, he hugged Chu Junhang tightly, patted his thin back hard, and said with red eyes, "Cheer up!"

It was the first time that this suicidal move made him panic.

The pain brought back some rationality, Chu Junhang was dizzy, his head was tilted in Jing Yan's neck, and he said in a faint voice, "Why is there no Superman?"

The two of them stuck very close, the words dissipated in the air, but passed through the flesh and bones clearly into the ears.

"Superman?"

Jing Yan wanted to stabilize Chu Junhang's mood, and asked following his words.

Little Luobo didn't answer, but suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the vast starry sky.

"There are so many stars in the sky."

"None of them are mine."

After speaking, he lowered his head again and murmured in a low voice.

"I really want to be a star."

Work hard to shine, a star that makes people proud.

At some point, the dark clouds had dispersed, revealing the original appearance of the night sky.

Jing Yan's eyes did not fall on the place Chu Junhang was pointing at, but on Chu Junhang's flushed arm.

"Why are there so many bags?" He frowned and pulled down the child's wrist, "I didn't wear a mosquito repellent ring, and I didn't spray mosquito repellant."

Chu Junhang was still not very sober, he stared down at his arm and let out a smirk.

"Hey, it's so itchy and so painful."

There are many and poisonous mosquitoes on the mountain. He stood outside as a scarecrow for so long, but he made the mosquitoes full.

Jing Yan picked him up, put him on a stone bench far away, untied his backpack, and rummaged for anti-itch ointment.

Chu Junhang sat upright, looked at the person in front of him without blinking, and realized later: "Hey, you came to find me."

"Otherwise?" Jing Yan said unhappily, "I'm going to apply medicine, hold on, don't scratch."

"Yeah." At this time, the little radish has become much more obedient, nodded and said, "I never scratch."

Jing Yan's hand paused.

There are no less than ten red spots alone, not counting the swollen and white spots.Itching, numbness, pain, few people can insist on not touching it.The temptation to scratch for temporary relief is simply irresistible.

"Cross yourself." He continued to move and reminded.

No matter how long it has passed, as long as the mosquitoes are not extinct, the folk remedy of "pinching the cross" to relieve itching will continue to be circulated.

Chu Junhang's body trembled, and the memories kept replaying in his mind.

"Has my little one been bitten by a mosquito?"

The woman walked to the boy's bedside, haggard and gentle.

"Xiaohang close your eyes, mom is going to use magic."

When I woke up the next morning, the pimple on the back of my hand miraculously stopped itching, leaving only a shallow "cross".

"I don't know magic." Chu Junhang shook his head blankly.

The miracle left to him by "Cross"'s mother, after so many years, he never dared to touch this memory, fearing that the magic would fail.

Jing Yan sighed, feeling that the education of the Chu family is really special, and then started to draw a beautiful cross with his nails on a bag, and the intersection point just fell on the red dot.

The itchy feeling really relieved a lot!

"Superman..."

The sound of cicadas overwhelmed Chu Junhang's voice, but Jing Yan still caught the slight murmur.

"Would you like to drink next time?" He took out a piece of ointment and wiped it evenly on his wrist.

"How am I like the guy in the underwear?"

After applying the medicine, Jing Yan looked at his watch, it was already past four o'clock in the morning, and the sun would rise in an hour.

After Chu Junhang passed the stage of drinking madness, his brain was paralyzed by alcohol, he was so dizzy that he couldn't open his eyes, and he curled up on his side on the stone bench to sleep.

"Would you like to go see the sunrise?" Jing Yan packed his backpack, sat in front of the little boss's belly, took out the flare gun and fired it into the sky.

He was answered by a series of small grunts.

Like a cat.

He touched Chu Junhang's somewhat messy green hair by accident.

"If you don't answer, it will be regarded as the default."

Tonight he saw too many strange emotions, inferiority, longing, and rushing desperately.The person Chu Junhang tirelessly pursued was definitely not him, Jing Yan.

Because what comes with "Flame" is self-confidence, longing, admiration and stubbornness.

He carried Chu Junhang on his back, supported him firmly, and even turned upside down.

"You little brother is not up to standard."

Jing Yan smiled and turned on the flashlight, "We must not let Flame know that Wood is not the only one who admires him."

"I'll help you keep it a secret."

-

As he walked, Chu Junhang woke up again, rubbed his eyes, and smirked on Jing Yan's back.

"Hey, Superman."

Jing Yan was almost helpless, what happened to this little radish today, he just got into a fight with Superman.

"Superman is at the movie theater."

After Chu Junhang heard it, he curled his lips, and the tears instantly piled up, and he couldn't shed them.

"That's Louise's Superman."

"not mine."

Jing Yan stopped, her heart beating fast.

He remembered that when he was packing his luggage last night, the little boss seemed to have said "Superman".

He thought that Chu Junhang wanted to become a superman, but he was completely wrong.

"What would Superman do?" Jing Yan swallowed hard and asked.

Chu Junhang wiped away his tears, shook his feet and said triumphantly: "He knows what to bring for climbing, he can find me, and he can use magic."

"Shh." Little Carrot put his index finger to his lips pretendingly, "Superman's identity must be kept a secret!"

"But now he has finished his mission and ignores me."

Jing Yan lost his voice.

He underestimated Chu Junhang's trust in him.

The sky has begun to turn white, and the light of the fireflies in the grass is gradually fading.

Jing Yan's hand went around Chu Junhang's entire buttocks, and changed into a one-handed lifting posture.

The free hand aimed at one place, swung it quickly, and grabbed something.

"Chu Junhang, open your eyes and see?" He said softly.

"Ok?"

"Superman took the stars off."

The palm slowly opened, and in the palm lay a firefly glowing green.

The little bug must have been frightened. The lights flickered on and off, but they were indeed somewhat similar to the stars in the sky.

Chu Junhang stared blankly at the firefly in Jing Yan's hand.

"Superman is here."

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-03-2322:33:39~2021-03-2823:57:35期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: don’t want 7 bottles of coriander; you and I have no chance to rely on me to recharge the money, so I don’t want to urge another bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!