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When Zhuo Jie talked about this topic, he started talking at the table, but he didn't shy away from Yu Wenqiu, maybe because he felt that Yu Wenqiu didn't know anyone.

Yu Wenqiu listened to it for a long time. He really didn't know any youth training, newcomers, or anchors, but he understood that Melon, who was bought to HG, would play five rows with Wan Sui and the others tomorrow night—a training match with HEA.

On the surface, it is a borrower.

It's actually a test.

Although the summer split can't catch up, Melon intends to come to the next season.

Yu Wenqiu remembered Melon.

When the TB team bought a mechanic, they chose him between Melon and him.

He also knew that Melon was a fan of Wansui, just like him...he always went for people.

Yu Wenqiu began to feel anxious.

This person has found a new owner and still doesn't give up.

Wan Sui... is he planning to get Melon again?

The bottles of wine that Wan Sui opened were placed on the ground at his feet.

Yu Wenqiu picked it up and poured it into his own cup.

Wan Sui saw it, and only thought he wanted to have a good time, so he didn't restrain him, just let him drink slowly.

Just asked Diao Cihang: "Did the manager of HEA call you? Did he ask why you recruited this little idol to humiliate their players?"

Yu Wenqiu snorted: "I treat them all the same."

Wan Sui was still laughing beside him.

Yu Wenqiu seemed to have merged into the commotion, but at this moment, he felt that there was a gap, and even Wan Sui's laughter in his ears seemed stern.

——He and Xia Yangzhou were not wrong.

Yu Wenqiu suddenly understood that he shouldn't be complacent because of Wan Sui's "love", because only his own children like Xia Yangzhou don't need to take care and be polite.

Yu Wenqiu's mood was like swooping down from a high place with a paraglider on his back, and fell down extremely fast.

But no one noticed, because he would still cheer when he should. Except when facing Wan Sui, he always had that arrogant look, occasionally choking someone, and it was hard to tell whether he was mocking or unhappy.

——It wasn’t until Wan Sui saw him pour beer into the half-drinked orange juice that he realized that the man had already emptied three bottles of him without paying attention.

Yu Wenqiu raised the orange juice cup to his mouth, and just tasted a strange taste when the cup was taken away.

Wan Sui ordered: "Don't drink."

Yu Wenqiu pursed his lips, feeling extremely wronged in his heart.

He realized that he foolishly mixed the wine into orange juice, and the sweet and astringent taste was just like himself at this time.

"Captain," Yu Wenqiu approached Wan Sui confusedly, and said, "I am the same as the beer in orange juice."

Wan Sui didn't understand: "What?"

Yu Wenqiu said: "It's all in the wrong cup."

Before Wan Sui frowned, Yu Wenqiu stood up in a daze, "Well, I'm going to the bathroom."

The family also joked: "Drink so hard just now, let's drink through, you have to go to the toilet all night."

Yu Wenqiu raised his hand, trying to speak domineeringly:

"Wait for your little dad, come back and continue."

Diao Cihang didn't drink much, wiped his mouth and said quickly:

"I'll take you to the bathroom."

"No, I'll go by myself." Yu Wenqiu frowned and refused, muttering dizzily, "I'm too old to let someone accompany you to the toilet..."

Then he couldn't stand still, and Wan Sui, who got up later, grabbed his shoulders:

"I'll take him there."

Yu Wenqiu, who just uttered wild words that he didn't need to be accompanied when going to the bathroom, was obediently taken away by Wan Sui.

Walking to the relatively quiet door of the toilet, Wan Sui let go of him, pulled his hoodie over his head, and said:

"Go, I'll wait for you at the door."

Wan Sui's faint smell of alcohol and laundry detergent still lingered on the tip of Yu Wenqiu's nose.

Yu Wenqiu barely stood up straight, then turned his head——

Instead of facing the direction of the toilet, he slammed his head on Wansui's shoulder and stopped moving.

Wan Sui didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and was about to help him, when Yu Wenqiu said in a faint nasal voice:

"Can't you...can't you wait for me any longer?"

"I'm working hard to get business, well, I still have some savings, I can still borrow money... I will be able to terminate the contract with the company soon..."

"Can you... can you wait for me?"

"Can you... can you not ask anyone else?"

Wan Sui felt his heart beating inexplicably fast.

He was stunned for a moment: "... terminate the contract?"

Yu Wenqiu dazedly rubbed against Wan Sui's shoulder, his warm breath hit Wan Sui's neck, and his words revealed the clues of years of paranoia:

"I-I want to terminate the contract... I am no longer an idol, I want to come to you."

"I just wanted to find you."

Later, Yu Wenqiu sniffled, as if he was really crying.

To be honest, Wan Sui didn't understand how he could be so wronged all of a sudden.

It is not appropriate to stand at the door of the toilet in case someone is photographed, and someone will enter the toilet at any time.

Wan Sui had no choice but to coax him into the cubicle while listening to his incoherent speech.

He wanted to close the door and leave, but Yu Wenqiu hugged him and hung on his body and refused to let go, and looked at him with hazy teary eyes and said:

"You're leaving, you're going to throw me here to find Guagua."

Wan Sui patted him on the back reassuringly, angry and helpless:

"...Speak well, don't make it look like I'm cheating."

Yu Wenqiu raised his head in a daze: "...what cheating?"

Wan Sui suppressed a smile: "It's nothing. Are you still going to the toilet?"

I don't know if it's because Yu Wenqiu's brain is slow and he didn't understand Wan Sui's joke. His emotions come and go quickly and he is easily distracted. Suddenly, he forgot the grievance that filled his heart just now.

He replied blankly: "Go."

Only then did Wan Sui find a chance to get the clingy kid talking drunk off of him:

"Then go, watch what I do, I can't help you."

Yu Wenqiu let out a bewildered oh, and obediently reached out to pull the zipper of his trousers.

Facing Wan Sui.

Wan Sui: "..."

Wan Sui was used to being open-mouthed with his teammates, and it was easier to talk casually with a little alcohol, but at this time it was rare to have a slight conscience, and he reflected on whether his behavior just now had the problem of bullying children.

...The result of introspection is inexplicably "seems a little bit".

So Wan Sui turned Yuwenqiu who was struggling with the trouser chain half a circle, and said softly, "I won't throw you here and I won't look for melons." After Yuwenqiu nodded hesitantly, he opened the door and went out.

The toilet is not big, there are only two compartments in the men's toilet.

When Wan Sui pushed the door and went out to close the door behind his back, he happened to come in and hugged the anxious-looking uncle. The uncle probably didn't want to take two extra steps inside to get to the second compartment, but wanted to enter the one behind Wan Sui.

Wan Sui blocked the door and did not let him in: "Sorry, there is still someone inside."

The uncle was taken aback for a moment, and then, not knowing why, he patted Wan Sui's shoulder with his stomach in his hands, and commented, "Young people are fierce."

Wan Sui: "?"

What kind of variety is this.

There was the sound of water being flushed in the compartment.

Wan Sui turned around, and just as Yu Wenqiu staggered and opened the door, he fell into his arms again like a baby.

Wan Sui had no choice but dragged and hugged the man out, and stood by the pool outside.

Yu Wenqiu narrowed his eyes, venting his anger like a child, hiding his hands behind his back, deliberately trying to fight Wan Sui.

"..." Wan Sui, as a vegetable dog nanny, is not very good at handling this situation, so he can only say, "Give me your hand."

Yu Wenqiu snorted: "No."

Wan Sui smiled angrily, "Then I'm leaving."

Yu Wenqiu was taken aback for a moment, and immediately handed Wan Sui his hand anxiously.

It was as if he was afraid that Wan Sui would really leave.

Wan Sui felt a pain in his heart for no reason.

He looked at Yu Wenqiu's reddened eyes, and squeezed some hand sanitizer into his palm.

He held Yu Wenqiu's hand, wrapped his wide palm around Yu Wenqiu's, and waited hard for the children to wash their hands.

After washing, Yu Wenqiu put his hand in front of his nose and smelled it, bending his eyes and said: "It smells good."

When Wan Sui finally brought him back to the private room, the family members were infected by Yu Wenqiu's arrogance, and they drank a bottle of white wine and staggered.

The driver master, Diao Cihang and Xia Yangzhou were the few sober people on the table.

"Why have you been so old for so long?" Diao Cihang glanced at Wan Sui with extremely distrustful eyes, and then said to Yu Wenqiu, who was sitting up straight and looking as usual, "Is there anything else to eat? If you don't have enough, add more. I found that you really drink a lot good……"

Yu Wenqiu can't face drinking.

It is said that a person like him has a high activity of anti-alcohol enzymes in his body, and he may be able to increase his drinking capacity after practice.

Yu Wenqiu felt that he must at least look immobile and not drunk—as if he wasn't the one who had a temper tantrum in the toilet just now.

So he agreed to Diao Cihang's words, with a disdainful look on his face: "Let's add half a dozen beers."

Yu Wenqiu said "half a dozen" on his mouth, but stretched out an index finger to make a "1".

Wan Sui: "..."

Wan Sui gently squeezed his fingers to put his hands back, Yu Wenqiu immediately pulled out his fingers unwillingly and ostentatiously flinched at Diao Cihang.

Diao Cihang was taken aback, then winked at Wan Sui: "...drunk?"

Wan Sui suddenly felt that Yu Wenqiu had a specific target for playing childish temper, because he was obviously drunk enough to drop his age, but he still subconsciously put on a decent look of "I'm not drunk" in front of other people.

Although I don't know why... But Wan Sui feels that he is that specific "object".

Wan Sui gave an amused hum, and stretched out his hand to grab Yu Wenqiu's fingers, this time tightening his grip a bit:

"Almost, send him back."

As soon as he walked out of the private room, Yu Wenqiu was wrapped tightly.

The peaked cap is low enough to cover the eyes, and the team uniform jacket is also worn on the body.

It was Wan Sui who "dressed up" him.

Wan Sui wondered why this person didn't remember disguises when he was unconscious. He thought that the fact that artists wanted to wear masks when they went out had been deeply rooted in their bones, written in their lungs, and engraved in their DNA.

Those who drank too much were thrown into the back of the car, and the back row was full of alcohol.

Xia Yangzhou sat where he had come.

Wan Sui was afraid that Yu Wenqiu would feel uncomfortable, so he wanted to leave him the middle row by the window. He was about to get in the car and sit on the "small bench", when someone grabbed the hem of his clothes.

Yu Wenqiu raised his small face and stared at Wan Sui in a daze:

"You take me back to the base."

Three or four people were about to come out of the store after supper.

"My little ancestor, hurry up and get in the car!" Diao Cihang stood beside Yu Wenqiu after boasting to Li Chengbei that Haikou could take good care of people, and pointed at Wan Sui with a headache, "You will really cause trouble for me... "

People are called by Wan Sui, and Wan Sui consciously takes responsibility.

He subconsciously spoke to his teammates:

"Autumn, get in the car, I'm taking you home."

Yu Wenqiu frowned.

He abruptly took off his uniform.

The three or four young guests walked slowly towards the parking space on the road.

The supposedly low-key little idol is swaggering and extremely arrogant——

He deliberately pulled off the hat on his head, and the messed-up hair was lifted up in an image-destroying way, revealing a highly recognizable and beautiful face.

His eyes were still staring at Wan Sui without blinking, as if there was only one person in these eyes:

"You take me back to the base."