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When Wan Sui closed his eyes, something flashed through his mind.

He thought that he was not a person who could always detect other people's emotions in time before, because there was no need at that time.It wasn't until the old captain gave him the position that he did little by little those things that didn't fit his personality.

It doesn't fit his character traits, but it's important.For the "captain", it is the responsibility to lead the team to play games and lead the team to achieve results, and it is also the responsibility to take good care of the team members and assist the manager in the operation.

Regarding this, he was also very unfamiliar at the beginning, and it was easy to attribute the players' low mood to the reason of "losing the game" in general, but it took him some time to get familiar with it. Life is far from being so simple and straightforward. Even the single reason of "losing the game" can produce all kinds of disappointment.

Just was prone to rampage when he was on the top, and regretted the fastest after the rush, and he needed someone to remind him.

Zhuo Jie will help him pay attention to the overall situation and habitually take care of his teammates. Sometimes the situation cannot be opened up and he is unable to do what he wants, so he will fall into self-blame and need someone to enlighten him.

Mihoo is a top-level support, but he can't show perfect strength with his partner mechanic. He often doubts himself, secretly regrets, and needs praise.

Wan Sui has to be the person who moves wherever he needs it.

After getting used to this kind of life that often requires him to observe his words and emotions, Wan Sui once thought that a person like Yu Wenqiu who has emotions coming and going quickly and writes his thoughts on his face is easy to guess and understand.

——In fact, the parts about Legend of Torch, about playing professionally, and about "I like Eras players" are really easy to guess and easy to understand.

But I didn't expect that he was still a little overbearing, and in the end he almost stumbled against the kid.

Maybe it's because he spent the six or seven years that he should spend most of his time in love with a group of old men, or maybe it's because he suddenly became an insider in a love script with no relevant experience... In short, if it wasn't for being a bystander Zhuo Jie reminded him cleverly that he really failed to notice the change in Yu Wenqiu's attitude towards him in time.

From like to like.

So logical, yet so subtle.

Because he himself went from liking Yu Wenqiu to liking it.

When Yu Wenqiu took advantage of Wan Sui's eyes closed, the things in his mind suddenly couldn't be pure and simple.

His eyes can't help but look at Wansui's eyebrows and nose bridge, his lightly pursed mouth, think of Wansui's gentle and gentle gaze, and think of his occasionally frivolous but always prudent words.

He thought that what he was chasing after was Wansui's brilliant record, Wansui's dazzling and unparalleled operation, and Wansui's name engraved in the legend.

But when Wan Sui suddenly appeared in front of him with such a trusting and close attitude, he couldn't remember at all the trophies placed in the hall of honor and the heroes who called the wind and rain on the field.

All he could think of at this moment was here, in this villa, Wan Sui who woke up in the afternoon with a bleary look, Wan Sui who couldn't do anything with the multi-function washing machine, who was bothered by boiling water and hurt by drinks. Wansui who drinks fruit juice, Wansui who eats hot and sour powder with a lot of vinegar, Wansui who taunts even fans during the live broadcast... and Wansui who shows great interest in his cooking, and is not stingy Wan Sui who supported him and hugged him.

He likes Eras.

He likes Wan Sui who has the identity of Eras.

He loves the legendary figure standing on the altar.

Also love this ordinary flesh and blood.

"It's not serious, why have you seen it for so long... I'm disfigured?"

Wan Sui asked with a smile, but still didn't open his eyes, leaving enough time for Yu Wenqiu to sort out his expression, as always, he was considerate and thoughtful.

"No, it's just... just to see if there are any other small rashes." Yu Wenqiu subconsciously cleared his throat and said.

"Well, did it grow?" Wan Sui blinked his eyes slowly, frowned slightly, and complained imperceptibly in his tone, "It's a little itchy and uncomfortable."

Wan Sui's breath was close at hand, and Yu Wenqiu felt as if he had been swept by the fluffy tail of some kind of large canine animal, and his heart was itchy.

Yu Wenqiu hurriedly withdrew, accidentally touched Wan Sui's leg and tripped, embarrassed, and felt a little regretful and reluctant to withdraw from the close distance.

Yu Wenqiu refocused his attention on the bottles and cans on the bedside table, and said as if to cover up: "There was a time before when I was in a rush, I wore makeup for too long, and I didn't have a good rest, so my skin was a little allergic. Brother Bei is very careful. And someone who is planning ahead... because he felt that he didn't take good care of me that time, so he would prepare some cosmeceuticals for sensitive skin for me every once in a while, even though I was only allergic once in total."

Wan Sui hummed: "He is really dedicated."

"Well, he's a good man." Yu Wenqiu sent someone a good man card, picked up the ointment prepared for him by the good man, took out the instruction manual and looked carefully, "This ointment seems to be usable, captain, would you like to rub some?"

"Yes." Wan Sui responded casually. In fact, he didn't care about the small red rashes on his face that he couldn't see without looking carefully, but it was because he was so "shameless" that he could use this excuse He is so proficient that he can even chat with Yu Wenqiu on this topic, "I have to wash my face?"

"Ah, yes." Yu Wenqiu thought that Wan Sui would leave with the ointment next, so he was stunned for a moment, and then he continued, "I have a cleansing towel here."

Wan Sui nodded, very satisfied: "Okay, thank you."

Thank you all, Yu Wenqiu had no choice but to look for a cleansing towel again, handed it to Wan Sui, and watched him unpack the disposable package, and wiped his face carefully without being careful or distracted.

Wan Sui walked down the slope, and said very naturally: "Okay. Help me."

Yu Wenqiu froze in place and short-circuited his mind for several seconds before realizing that Wan Sui meant to ask him to help with the medicine.

He actually asked him to help with the medicine...

But Yu Wenqiu didn't want to shirk at all.

The desire to get closer to Wansui became stronger and stronger, and he simply couldn't refuse this "righteous" opportunity.

Yu Wenqiu gave a low oh, turned around and rummaged in his pockets, opened the cabinet after searching for a while, and finally said a little annoyed and at a loss: "I don't seem to have any clean cotton swabs..."

"Well," Wan Sui waited patiently, and said, "You can do it with your hands."

Yu Wenqiu clenched his hands, then let go.

He stood between Wansui's legs again, thought for a while, and first rubbed his fingertips vigorously on the used cleansing towel held in Wansui's hand.

This small gesture was almost a pleasure to Wan Sui.

Yu Wenqiu squeezed a little ointment on the fingertips, and then gently melted it on the fingertips: "... I will lighten it."

Wan Sui smiled and said, "It doesn't hurt, you can do whatever you want."

"Then..." Yu Wenqiu said, "Then can you close your eyes..."

Wan Sui didn't speak, but if there was any substance in his gaze, he saw the tip of Yu Wenqiu's nose from his eyelashes, and said, "Why? Sorry? Even if you look at it, you will be embarrassed. Then what will we Qiubao do in the future?"

Yu Wenqiu didn't know what "in the future" meant, but felt embarrassed: "No...you have to paint your eyelids too..."

Fortunately, Wan Sui didn't tease anyone anymore, and closed his eyes cooperatively.

After closing the eyes, the other senses are slightly more sensitive.

The cool ointment was first applied on the small red rash, and then slowly rubbed away, the warm body temperature on the fingertips permeated little by little.

Too light, but it makes people feel itchy.

Wan Sui began to wonder if he was made of glass, and if he had left Yu Wenqiu with the illusion of being hypocritical at some point, and he thought of Autumn's decisive way of manipulating the mechanic hero to kill people in his mind. very strong.

Wan Sui couldn't hold back a smile, and his eyelashes swept over Yu Wenqiu's slightly protruding knuckles due to curling up.

He felt Yu Wenqiu's hands tremble, and he paused for a moment before moving again.

Wan Sui thought of Yu Wenqiu's deliberate avoidance of himself in the afternoon and evening, and suddenly felt a little distressed because of Yu Wenqiu's cautious and uncontrollable caring emotions.

If possible, he hoped that Yu Wenqiu would have no scruples in front of him.

Say what you like, mention what you want, even if you are used to fighting for everything by yourself, you will occasionally set aside a little bit to rely on him.

Wan Sui took the opportunity to go over what happened during the day, and barely managed to get over the reason why Yu Wenqiu accidentally wanted to snatch his title of jealous king.

"You don't talk, I'll talk for a while." Wan Sui thought for a while, and decided to use this limited time to get straight to the point, "I have known Zhao Yining for more than five years, but we don't see each other a few times a year."

Yu Wenqiu's hands froze, and he felt nervous for no reason, with a sense of guilt and shame that his little thoughts had been punctured.

"Except for the team members who stay with me every day, those who are a little familiar with me will be treated the same as her. Basically, they will be left ashes in my friend list," Wan Sui paused, and added, "There are some People, it’s the connection at work.”

Yu Wenqiu re-squeezed a little ointment, applied it in a different position, and responded in a low voice: "...um."

He didn't know why Wan Sui suddenly mentioned this, but he really wanted to hear it.

Wan Sui seemed to know what he was thinking, and said: "I probably thought about it and thought that I... should be a more measured person. With this psychological presupposition, I really didn't realize where I was. What you did made you unhappy."

Yu Wenqiu opened his mouth, Wan Sui closed his eyes but seemed to be able to see, interrupted him and said: "Needless to say 'no', I can still see if there is."

Yu Wenqiu had no choice but to groan in bewilderment.

...that is, Wan Sui didn't look at him now, otherwise he would never be able to finish applying the medicine smoothly.

Wan Sui made some words, but he didn't seem to find a more euphemistic one, so he sighed lightly, and could only say bluntly: "I thought I had always been modest, but as for doing some ambiguous things... that's okay. Only to you. I'm sure I'm not the easy type to do this, and before I realize it, it's already bothering you, isn't it?"

Wan Sui moved his eyelids, the ointment was a bit cold, making him squint slightly.

He saw Yu Wenqiu holding the ointment, standing in front of him in a daze, forgetting what he was going to do.

Yu Wenqiu really panicked: "I..."

He was afraid that Wan Sui would clarify, apologize politely, and draw a line with him in the next second. "I" didn't say anything for a long time, and my eyes were red because of my confusion.

Wan Sui raised his hand and rubbed the corners of his eyes, and said something else: "I like people to like. Are you?"

Yu Wenqiu pursed his lips, his heart beating wildly, and his body trembled slightly because of Wan Sui's touch.

Wan Sui is indeed not easy-going, and the Sui God, who is jokingly called the Wuxin Mage, even has red ears at this second—but Wan Sui must be persuasive, and he can take the initiative little by little even in the uncontrollable heartbeat tight.

"Captain, I..." Yu Wenqiu seemed to have finally made up his mind, as if he was ignoring the ducks on the shelves, as if he couldn't restrain himself in this atmosphere, and finally said frankly, "I'm an idol...so I... ... most likable."

"Well," Wan Sui chuckled, "I like you."