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Yu Wenqiu stared blankly, not daring to blink, as if if he blinked, what Wan Sui and Wan Sui said in front of him would turn into an ethereal illusion.

But obviously, Wan Sui, who was unshakable in the training room until four o'clock in the morning, would not run away just because he blinked his eyes.

"Then...back to the previous topic," Wan Sui said not too fast, with a hint of comfort, "My liking has troubled you, hasn't it?"

"No! I... haven't!" Yu Wenqiu said incoherently, "How could it be... because of me, me..."

Yu Wenqiu's head was smoking a bit, his neck and ears were red, he knew he looked a little strange, so he squatted down and grabbed his hair randomly, not even noticing that the ointment rubbed on his hair.

He said in a muffled voice, "It's because I like you that...the competition..."

Yu Wenqiu's voice was very low, but Wan Sui still heard clearly and understood what he meant.

Wan Sui took a deep breath without any trace, covered Yu Wenqiu's hand, and gently smoothed his hair with a little ointment, and said: "Well, as an old fan of Eras player for several years, I like me, this will not Troubled. So, is there something else?"

Feeling the temperature in Wansui's hand, Yu Wenqiu got the courage to hook Gou Wansui's fingers tentatively, and his voice was still husky: "Other...I...can I have anything else?"

Wan Sui pinched Yu Wenqiu's fingertips: "Yes, of course you can."

Yu Wenqiu's breath was short.

Wan Sui let go of his hand, moved his fingers along Yu Wenqiu's cheeks to his chin, and lifted his chin again.

As if he had just forced someone to admit that his heart was a bit of an afterthought guilt, Wan Sui became gentle again, and put Yu Wenqiu back in a safe position: "You can even dislike me, you can like me but don't tell me, you can tell me Me but not with me, it's all up to you."

"Whether it's the team or me, it's your new starting point. I won't let you start with even the slightest bit of unhappiness, so don't panic, Qiu Bao... don't panic."

Yu Wenqiu felt that he should have been in palpitations for as long as a century, and it seemed that he was immersed in his longing in a millisecond.

I want to get closer.

"...Yes," Yu Wenqiu murmured, "I don't want to, I never have."

Wan Sui smiled, and scratched Yu Wenqiu's chin with his hands.

The atmosphere was good, but Wan Sui didn't continue to talk about brain-burning topics like whether he liked it or not.

"Then don't squat down, our posture... looks a bit impure," Wan Sui said as usual, using a couple of well-timed jokes to lighten the atmosphere, "I'm still embarrassed."

Yu Wenqiu raised his face to look at Wan Sui, not quite understanding: "What..."

Wan Sui interrupted him with a shallow cough: "It's nothing, don't ask, just stand up."

Yu Wenqiu stood up.

It can be said that he is obedient and obedient, taking whatever he wants, and Wan Sui feels a little itchy again.

So Wan Sui sat back a little bit, as if asking Yu Wenqiu to cook him a meal, and asked, "Can I hug you?"

Yu Wenqiu blushed, nodded, and took a small step forward stiffly, ten times more nervous than his first time on the field.

Wan Sui is also a bit unfamiliar with hugging people in this situation, but fortunately he is older and thicker-skinned, he stretches out his hands to wrap around Yu Wenqiu's narrow waist, and hugs him tightly, and he still has the strength to hold on to Yu Wenqiu's collarbone. He touched and kissed lightly.

Yu Wenqiu instantly recalled how he felt when he had a fever, his whole body was hot and his mind was dizzy.

Wan Sui buried his face in Yu Wenqiu's chest again and took a deep breath, obviously his ears were also red, but his mouth was not serious: "Qiu Bao, I can't do it like this... I'm a very good at getting things done."

Suddenly Yu Wenqiu could hear two hearts resonating in each other's chest, it was the most exciting and gentle voice.

So Yu Wenqiu also stretched out his hand, wrapped it around Wan Sui's neck, and blurted out an amazing sentence: "It's okay, you can do whatever you want."

Wan Sui was startled.

Immediately, his heart beat wildly like an immature kid.

He never knew that it was such a satisfying and joyful thing to be given wholeheartedly.

Wan Sui almost didn't want to leave today, he never thought that he - an ordinary young man with no other interests except internet addiction - would feel that one day he couldn't hug enough alone.

But he was determined not to act like a child than Yu Wenqiu, so he hugged him for a long time, and finally let go reluctantly.

After all, if you don't let go, it will be dawn.

Yu Wenqiu obviously realized this problem belatedly. Desperate Saburo engraved the training of sleepless nights and food in his DNA.

The most blushing and heart-pounding atmosphere dissipated a little, Yu Wenqiu quickly seized the opportunity to express his loyalty to his captain: "Captain, I will not affect the training, well, it will definitely not affect the game..."

There is another sentence that Yu Wenqiu didn’t say later, and he was a little embarrassed to say it—he felt that Wan Sui was like a reassurance. Today’s remarks were too early or too late, and it was precisely at this time that the buff was revealed. As a result, Yu Wenqiu believes that his current state is like a tiger with wings added.

Wan Sui sighed, a little helpless: "Yes, I know, you are career-oriented."

Yu Wenqiu: "..."

"Little brat who doesn't understand style better than me, do you know what you should say in the current atmosphere? You should say, 'Can the captain usually leave others behind and just line up with me'," Wan Sui said. Get on the train, "After all, you say so now, I can really promise you."

Yu Wenqiu looked embarrassed, but still held back his embarrassment, and said firmly: "I wouldn't say that...the game is played by five people, and you can't leave others behind. I...wouldn't say that."

Yu Wenqiu suddenly brought the topic to the direction of righteousness, and all the charm was gone.

But just based on this sentence, Wan Sui is sure that he will like Yu Wenqiu more every next minute than the last minute.

"I know, I'm sorry, mine, I made a slip of the tongue." Wan Sui smiled and said, "But my attitude is true, you can seriously think about it."

Wan Sui patted Yu Wenqiu on the back, motioning him to step back a little.

"It's very late, and I can't take you without sleeping. The princess is going to go crazy tomorrow, so hurry up and get some sleep. When you wake up, you can train. I'll give you some takeaway." Wan Sui got up and said, "You're going to sleep today." It’s too tense, there’s no need, just practice normally. Sleep well in a while, and I’m leaving.”

Yu Wenqiu hummed, feeling a little sticky in his heart, but he still moved aside sensiblely.

"Apply the medicine for me, thank you, five-star praise, I will come again next time." Before leaving, Wan Sui stood at the door of the room, pinched his collar and lifted it up, saying, "There are still clothes, I have to take them off now." You?"

Yu Wenqiu's forehead seemed to be smoking again, so he quickly waved his hands: "No, no need!"

Wan Sui smiled: "Okay, I'll wash it for you tomorrow."

Yu Wenqiu faltered, and said something that he felt ashamed of: "No need to wash... just give it to me."

Wan Sui, who was not respected because of his shamelessness, said "yes" contentedly.

It just so happened that he didn't know how to use the washing machine either.

Yu Wenqiu is such a considerate and sensible person.

When Wan Sui left, Yu Wenqiu went back and forth in the room several times in a feverish manner, but still couldn't calm down, so he jumped onto the bed and rolled around for a long time.

Thinking while rolling... Wan Sui said that he could really promise him just now.

Yu Wenqiu decided to knock himself unconscious by hitting his head on the pillow.

After he had had enough of rolling, he left the room like sleepwalking, went to the bathroom on the third floor to wash his face and brush his teeth, while washing, he thought that it was a good thing that Diao Cihang didn't live in the base today, and there were only him and Wan Sui on the third floor.

There are only...he and Wan Sui.

Yu Wenqiu's ears turned red again, as if he thought of a word randomly as evidence of his intimacy with Wan Sui.

When he finally returned to the room, Yu Wenqiu took off his clothes indiscriminately and buried himself in the quilt, repeating in his mind the voice and expression of Wan Sui when he said he liked him, like rewinding and playing the most romantic song in the world. Movie.

And he couldn't help but touch the collarbone with his hands, as if Wan Sui had left some secret mark there.

When he finally used up the last bit of strength he had today, he reacted in astonishment...

shit.

This must be together, but why didn't they say "we are together".

If you don't say it clearly, does it count?

Yu Wenqiu: "...!"

Amidst the complex emotions of regret and anger, Xiao Qiushen fell asleep in confusion.

***

When Yu Wenqiu woke up hungry the next afternoon, for about half a minute, he was thinking about starving to death upstairs.

He has lived up to now and has experienced two kinds of lives, but he has never been as embarrassed as this.

Thinking of Wansui's expression makes palpitations, and thinking of Wansui's casual words also makes palpitations, Yu Wenqiu thinks that a potential heart disease patient like him should not be able to play.

Yu Wenqiu took a deep breath while doing mental construction, took out his phone and glanced at it.

Just... There is really news about Wansui.At two o'clock, hooray said:

"Woke up"

"Go for a meal"

She lives in the same house, wakes up every day, eats, and... sends a special message to say it.

The corners of Yu Wenqiu's mouth raised and he couldn't hold it down no matter how hard he pressed it. Suddenly he didn't feel sleepy anymore, and he didn't want to pretend to be dead. He just wanted to see Wan Sui soon, and wanted to spend every second of his time with Wan Sui.

restaurant.

When Yu Wenqiu washed up and went downstairs, Zhuo Jie happened to be eating, and Yu Wenqiu greeted happily: "Sister Zhuo, are you getting up?"

"I didn't sleep much yesterday, and I was a little tossed about. I slept through today. The takeaway that Long Live Lord ordered for you is in the kitchen." Zhuo Jie waved his hand, looked up and saw Yu Wenqiu's bright smiling face like a spring breeze, and said, "Are you in a good mood? It's not you Is it time to kill people yesterday?"

Yu Wenqiu snorted and went to the kitchen to warm up the dishes, and sat next to Zhuo Jie to eat.

He clearly knew that Wan Sui was already up, and he must be in the training room if he wasn't eating, but he just wanted to ask: "Is the captain already training?"

Zhuo Jie hummed: "At his age, he rarely sleeps."

Yu Wenqiu: "..."

Taking advantage of the fact that there were only him and Zhuo Jie at the moment, Yu Wenqiu thought for a long time, and couldn't help but want to ask Zhuo Dacongming about the question left over from history last night: "Then what, sister, I have a friend..."

Yu Wenqiu thought for a while, then changed his words and said, "Suppose you have a friend."

"..." Zhuo Jie said seriously, "Well, I have a friend."

Yu Wenqiu asked seriously: "If you, a friend, confessed to another friend, hugged, and... even kissed, then these two friends must be considered together, right?"

"What?!" Zhuo Jie slapped the table hard, and questioned loudly in a tone that shocked my mother, "Wan Sui doesn't want to be with you after he hugs you and kisses you?! What kind of scumbag is he?! "