cat writing love poems

The game was played late that day.

But Luo Jia didn't finish watching. Not long after the competition started, the parents' friends came back from other places and arranged a temporary reception, and Luo Jia also went out.

It was very late when I came back, and the game was over.

When she got back into bed after taking a shower and checked Weibo, she saw the result of the game, and it was Team Ss who won.

The e-sports bloggers on the homepage of Weibo overwhelmingly posted wonderful shots of this game, many of which cannot be separated from Crow.

So she saw the ice archer played by Crow for the first time, arrow after arrow, bow and arrow, the clumsy and slow hero in her hands, flexibly dodged skill after skill in Crow's hands, Every arrow of the curved bow in his hand is a deadly blade.

This unexpected choice made an unexpected result.

The output panel of this round came out, and Crow's ice shooter hit the highest damage in the game.

In the second game, the opponent gave all the ban positions to AD, and for the ice shooter that Lu Ziyan might choose again, he selected two assassins with strong second-hand ability.

Ban position is not enough, rely on hero restraint.

Then in this round, the hero selected by Crow was the source of the plague. The whole round was elusive, and the opponent's rhythm was disrupted several times.

He won two rounds and directly won the game.

Luo Jia watched all the exciting operation videos on the homepage, and was dazzled by the ice shooter who was like a fish in water among the crowd of team battlers.

I watched it over and over again, and I still feel very powerful after watching it several times.

She couldn't help but save the moving picture, sent it to Lu Ziyan, and said, "This person is really amazing."

She simply wanted to share, and when she saw something she liked, she wanted to share it with Lu Ziyan.

I don't know where this desire to share comes from. It may be because I don't have many friends, and there are only a handful of friends who can talk about games.

Originally, there were many students who played games in the class, and she tried to blend in.

But... She really doesn't seem to be suitable for making friends.

After the unhappiness in the Internet cafe that day, she didn't play games with them again.

She was not a sociable character in the first place, especially under the strict supervision of her parents since she was a child, she had less interaction with boys. After she had no common topics, she didn't know how to deal with them anymore, so she naturally faded away.

Fortunately, there is Lu Ziyan.

He doesn't have much free time, but it fills the boredom of her world just right.Like her, he is not a talkative person, and his tone is always cold, but his patience gives people a feeling, as if there is no need to worry about him disappearing.

As a result, when she really wanted to share something at a certain moment, Lu Ziyan was the first thing she thought of.

She knew that Lu Ziyan was busy recently, so she didn't stop in the chat box waiting for his reply.

Go back to Weibo and continue reading.

However, just after returning to the Weibo interface, the phone vibrated, and the information bar indicated that there was a new WeChat message.

It was his message back, "Did you watch the game?"

Luo Jia didn't expect him to reply to the message so quickly, thinking he was busy.

"No." After sending a word, she explained: "I wanted to watch it at first, but I only watched a little bit. I didn't take it as something at home. Now I'm watching some clips."

"Where did you see it?"

"At the beginning of the first round, he chose a hero." She typed slowly, "He chose Han Bing, and everyone was very, very surprised."

"You don't seem surprised."

Luo Jia said honestly: "It's not that I'm not surprised, I just don't understand it, I don't know what a version hero is, and I don't know why everyone was surprised when they saw Han Bing, I think Han Bing is very strong .”

"Why do you think the ice is so strong?"

"Because you play very well, every time you play Ice, you can kill a lot of people."

He was quiet for a few seconds, Luo Jia held the phone and finally saw him typing again.

"League of Legends will continue to update the version, and adjust some hero skills, equipment, defense towers, and game mechanics. Heroes that meet the changes in the current version are version heroes."

He typed a long paragraph slowly, explaining something she didn't understand.

Luo Jia watched slowly, trying to understand.

However, he said at this time: "But in my opinion, there are no strong heroes, only strong players. The existence of every hero has its meaning."

……This sentence.

Luo Jia watched for a while longer.

Because she always felt deja vu.

It seems that when she just realized the power of the guns in the game, she lowered her head and picked up a shotgun, and threw it away in disgust.

After pushing forward for a while, it was a gun that could only hold five bullets.

She threw it away again in disgust.

Her behavior of picking up and throwing away was obviously noticed by the people next to her.

The brother in the peaked cap who quietly watched her play the game tapped her on the head, "It's fun."

After walking all the way, there were garbage weapons, and her head was still knocked on. She looked back aggrieved, and sincerely defended herself: "I played very seriously."

He leaned lazily in the chair, half of his face exposed under the peaked cap smiled a little, "Is this also called seriousness?"

"My luck is too bad. Two guns in a row are bad. If you don't give me a good gun, how can I fight later?"

"go back."

"why?"

"Go back and pick up the gun just now."

"……I do not want."

"stand up."

This meant to let her get out of the game and let him play instead.

"..."

She didn't move, and didn't listen to his words, and went back to pick up the useless little gun.

Then, from the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of his lazily leaning on the chair.

Realizing that he might directly pull her off the chair, Luo Jia quickly leaned forward, trying to keep her keyboard and mouse.

Then nothing happened as she expected.

His hand came around from behind her, and he just held the mouse in her right hand, and pressed the keyboard with the other hand, covering her hand to manipulate the character back to pick up the gun.

Jumping, forward, and squatting, the little gun with only five bullets knocked down the person in front of him neatly.

He let go of her mouse and keyboard, leaned back in the chair, and looked at her lazily, "There are no bad guns, only bad players."

It was the first time since she grew up that she was so clearly aware of how close the contact with the opposite sex was.

In fact, it wasn't that close, but she was trapped in her arms for less than a minute, but she felt bewildered and blank in her mind.

Turning around, I saw him still lazily sitting on the chair.

Seeing her in a daze, he rolled his eyes and looked at her with a smile, "Do you understand? If you understand, then play with me."

The phone vibrated again, interrupting her momentary trance.

It was Lu Ziyan's message, "I'm going home on vacation tomorrow."

"Where is your home?" She asked casually.

After clicking send, looking at the string of messages that had been sent in the chat box, I realized what question I asked.

This, can this be withdrawn now!

Ah, is this question too private...

Would it be too offensive?

Luo Jia typed anxiously and nervously, trying to save a little, "I'm just asking casually, I don't mean to offend privacy, you don't mind..."

She hasn't finished typing yet.

There is a new reply in the chat box.

Lu Ziyan said, "Tongcheng."

Her hand that hadn't finished typing suddenly stopped.

Tongcheng.

...in the same city as her home.

She is now in Tongcheng.

Originally apprehensive and nervous, the embarrassment that could not be contained suddenly stopped at this moment.

All I could hear was a deafening heartbeat, and as these two words were replayed countless times in her mind, the more violent excitement in her heart at this moment was so violent that it could not be suppressed.

After a while.

The screen of the mobile phone has gone dark due to a long period of inactivity, and her froze but raised eyes were immediately reflected on the black screen.

The phone screen lit up again.

Lu Ziyan sent a message, "It's very late, don't read, go to bed early."

She quickly replied, "I'll sleep after reading this."

"Yeah." He said again, "See you tomorrow."

Let your heart skip a beat.

The sentence of Tongcheng that Lu Ziyan replied had already disrupted all her rationality, she asked in a daze, "Where will I meet you?"

"Where do you want to meet?"

His rhetorical question immediately stopped her.

Tongcheng... where can we meet?

Although she grew up in Tongcheng, she didn't know much about Tongcheng... She rarely went out, and her parents kept her under strict control since she was a child.

I have never gone out to play with friends, let alone go out alone. Most of the time I read books and do homework at home. Even if I go out to play, I go to parks and playgrounds accompanied by my parents.

She never went anywhere other than those parks etc. that her parents allowed.

So much so that when she graduated from high school, after the graduation wine, her classmates went to KTV to sing, she followed among them, she couldn't even open the door of the private room, and was laughed at by her classmates for being too stupid, she was extremely embarrassed.

While she was thinking hard, Lu Ziyan sent another message, "Go to bed early, I will find you when I go online tomorrow."

"..."

She suddenly reacted.

It turned out that what he said to see you tomorrow was to honor what he said he would find her for a double row after the holiday.

Those surging tides gradually calmed down.

...That's right, he didn't know that he was in Tongcheng.

How could you ask yourself to meet.

What are you thinking.

Luo Jia was a little annoyed by her overthinking, her cheeks became hot, and she replied "okay" and closed WeChat.

Returning to the Weibo interface, I couldn't watch the clips of the game that I was interested in.

She put the phone aside, closed her eyes and planned to fall asleep as if evading.

However, the phone vibrated again, reminding her that her heartbeat was fluctuating.

She turned on the phone again in the dark.

The light from the mobile phone screen illuminated the thick darkness in front of her. She opened the lock screen and saw the message Lu Ziyan had just sent her.

In the quiet night.

He said, "Good night."