Qin Ran was amused by the coach's words: "Coach, what are you worried about?"

Qin Ran narrowed his eyes, and continued, "Is it because I am afraid that I will defeat Su Ziqian again and cause him to lose the championship? Or is it really for the good of both of us?"

The coach was not at all unhappy because of Qin Ran's doubts. He stood up, walked in front of Qin Ran, and said earnestly: "Qin Ran, I know a little bit about the matter between you and Su Ziqian. Compared with me, I believe you are more unwilling to Su Ziqian left regrets."

After the coach finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and patted Qin Ran's shoulder heavily, as if intending to let him think for himself. He was just a suggestion, and he didn't mean to force him.

The coach's attitude made Qin Ran a little suspicious. It was Coach Zhou's behavior that gave him a thorn in his heart, making it difficult to trust the person in front of him.

Seeing that Qin Ran didn't speak for a while, the coach seemed to guess what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "I'm not the same as Zhou, I'm not doing it for my bonus, and I don't say anything for the honor of the club. I simply don’t want you to recall this incident and regret it.”

"Why?" Qin Ran was puzzled.

"How can there be so many reasons, I was young, and I still don't understand your thoughts, go back, what I said, you should think about it carefully, and then make a decision after thinking clearly, man, this life is not only about love This matter, take a step back and say..."

The coach paused for a moment, and then said: "Even if Su Ziqian will never remember your past, are you going to keep pestering him like this? If you can stop him once, you can stop him again and again. What's more, he doesn't care about taking him this time." If you don't win the championship, you have to go back to the Su family."

You are right, Su Ziqian will return to the Su family sooner or later, Qin Ran's insistence seems to be a joke.

"I know what I'm doing." Qin Ran held his breath.

He walked out of the coach's office with a sullen face.

After the door closed, the coach clicked his tongue lightly and did nothing else.

Qin Ran saw Su Ziqian.

"After training in the evening, go for a drink?"

Su Ziqian was stunned for a moment, and then thought of something: "You said you didn't take it to heart, but you really did."

He thought Qin Ran was feeling sorry for Wei Yunchu, but Qin Ran didn't explain, kicked his toes and said, "Are you going or not?"

"Go, go, we are brothers in need." Su Ziqian joked.

Qin Ran didn't think it was funny at all, so she turned around and walked away with a cold face.

In the afternoon training, he was like an emotionless machine, he became ruthless and fierce, tireless, and at the end, his fists were red.

Su Ziqian frowned slightly, and when he went to the locker room to change, he accidentally took a bottle of ointment for reducing swelling.

Qin Ran took a shower and came out, carrying her bag and standing at the door waiting for Su Ziqian.

Su Ziqian opened the door and got in the car, and the two went to the bar downstairs of Qin Ran.

The boss was a little surprised when he saw them: "Come on, brother Qian, you are not authentic. It's been a long time since I came here. Aran is always alone every time. I thought you..."

Before he finished speaking, Qin Ran interrupted: "Boss, old rules, go to the bar."

The boss turned his eyes between the two of them, and felt that the atmosphere was not right, so he wisely said nothing, and quickly brought the wine to the table.

Su Ziqian stared at the wine glass, feeling that this scene was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember when it happened.

He turned to stare at Qin Ran: "Did we know each other before?"

Qin Dang looked into the depths of his eyes, and suddenly felt a little emotional, but he didn't want to tell Su Ziqian about their past at all.

He breathed lightly: "What do you say?"

Su Ziqian laughed: "I don't think so. Aren't you my fan? It should be because you pay more attention. How could I..."

"Shut up, if you don't want me to throw you out, just drink obediently." Qin Ran was furious, how could this man have such a big face.

"Hey, I said little fan, why are you always so fierce, and you don't know how to be gentle with me."

"Why should I be gentle with you?" Qin Ran clicked her tongue softly, and poured a wine glass into her mouth.

The coach's words today made him feel tired. He suddenly felt very tired and tired. He didn't know how long he could hold on.

Su Ziqian smiled, stopped talking, and concentrated on drinking.

As he was drinking, he felt something was wrong. Did the little fan next to him drink a little too much? If it went on like this, he felt a little dangerous.

When Qin Ran picked up the wine glass again, Su Ziqian reached out to stop him: "Stop drinking, go back."

"It's still early, wait later."

Unmoved, Qin Ran stubbornly went to serve the wine glass.

"You're drunk, go back." Su Ziqian changed his usual easy-going manner, his whole face was dark and heavy, and he was serious enough not to be refuted.

Qin Ran was a little impatient, and clicked her tongue lightly: "Who are you to me, why should you care about me?"

Before his hand touched the wine glass, Su Ziqian grabbed it: "I'll take care of you."

He thought he would fight Qin Ran, after all, little fans have always had a tough temper.

It was just unexpected that Qin Ran just opened his mouth and passed out drunk on the bar counter.

This made Su Ziqian a little dumbfounded.

Subconsciously reached out and rubbed the back of his head: "Little fool."

He tapped on the bar to check out.

The barkeeper comes over.

Su Ziqian asked: "Boss, was I a regular visitor here?"

"Not often, twice a month?" Su Ziqian, who hadn't been here for half a year, asked such a question abruptly, and the boss answered cautiously.

Su Ziqian nodded, then pointed at Qin Ran: "All with him?"

The boss answered quickly this time: "Yes, you two have a very good relationship. You talk and laugh every time you come here. Brother Qian, did you suddenly lose your memory and forget Aran?"

"Aran?" Su Ziqian rolled these two words on the tip of his tongue, feeling inexplicably ambiguous.

"Ah...it's okay, boss, we're leaving, thank you for the wine."

Su Ziqian didn't answer the boss's question, but pulled Qin Ran into his arms, wrapped his arms around his waist, and led him away.

He has been to Qin Ran's home more than once, and he didn't feel much in the first two times, but he just felt that it was very warm, made him very comfortable, and felt like home.

When the word came out, he was startled, not knowing why he felt this way.

Now it seems that the relationship between him and Qin Ran is not like that of a big star and a small fan.

Qin Ran, who are you?

Su Ziqian helped Qin Ran to sit on the sofa, and was about to go into the kitchen to pour him a glass of water.

This scene seemed familiar, but the roles seemed to be reversed, and Su Ziqian felt a little amused.

As soon as the corner of the mouth raised its starting point, it was grabbed by Qin Ran and thrown directly on the sofa.

Qin Ran squinted her eyes halfway, her whole face was blushing, and she looked endearing.

Su Ziqian laughed: "Drunkard, what do you want to do?"

"Kiss you." Qin Ran was obviously drunk, but it seemed like he had never been sober before.

He lowered his head and kissed Su Ziqian's lips fiercely.

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