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Luo Jia stayed at Lu Ziyan's house for two days during the weekend, and his cold improved a little.

On Sunday afternoon, Xu Wei quarreled with her family and returned to the dormitory early.

Originally, he was sullen and wanted to confide in Luo Jia, but when he got to the dormitory, he found out that Luo Jia was not in the dormitory.

At first Xu Wei thought that Luo Jia was going out for a while, but after waiting all afternoon, Luo Jia was nowhere to be seen. She felt strange and sent a message to Luo Jia: "Jia Jia, are you playing outside?"

Luo Jia is usually not used to answering the phone, so she usually turns it on silent.

And there are not many people in the list of communication tools, except for Lu Ziyan, basically no one is looking for her.

So she put her phone on the table and didn't look at it all afternoon.

At night, Luo Jia guessed that Xu Wei would go back to school on weekends, so she took the phone.

Seeing that Xu Wei sent her a lot of messages one after another in the afternoon, she was inexplicably guilty.

Lu Ziyan sent her back to school, noticed her quietness, and asked, "What's wrong."

"My roommate went back to school early and found that I was not there. I haven't replied to her messages. She was worried that something happened to me..."

Luo Jia was a little worried, "What should I do, how should I explain to her?"

"Has she eaten yet?"

"Ah?" Luo Jia was at a loss, she didn't know why she suddenly asked, "I should eat, it's past seven o'clock."

"Then see when you have time next time, and I'll invite you to have a meal together."

"..."

He smiled lightly, "What's the matter, am I shameless?"

"No, no, no." Luo Jia quickly retorted.

After a pause, she whispered, "I'm a little embarrassed..."

"Jiajia is so easy to be shy, so I have to hide you better." With a smile on his lips, he jokingly said: "After all, my teammates are not restrained people."

"..."

A person popped out of Luo Jia's mind.

moon.

That's true, not a restrained person.

She suddenly remembered, "I'm going back to the school dormitory, why don't you go back to the base, or you live alone, I'm afraid you'll forget to take your medicine again."

Lu Ziyan laughed, "Last time I really forgot to check the time during training. My memory is not that bad."

"Really?" Luo Jia was suspicious.

"Really, don't worry about me."

See her silent.

Lu Ziyan continued: "But I will go back to the base. It's meaningless to be alone without you."

During the holiday after the Spring Split, Lu Ziyan finally had a lot of free time.

But she has a lot of classes this semester, and she is almost full during the day. When she returns to the dormitory after class in the evening, Lu Ziyan has already logged in to her account in the first district to wait for her.

After class, Luo Jia rushed back to the dormitory.

Lu Ziyan said in the voice: "Run slowly."

She agreed, but still kept running to the dormitory.

Xu Wei leisurely went to the school's pedestrian street to buy a late-night snack and went back to the dormitory. Seeing that Luo Jia had already charged into the canyon, she was dumbfounded: "Jia Jia, you are too addicted to the Internet."

Luo Jia and Lu Ziyan were in continuous voice communication, and Lu Ziyan could hear everything Xu Wei said.

He also deliberately teased her: "Jiajia's internet addiction is indeed a bit big."

"..."

She endured.

After Xu Wei went to take a bath, she said, "Don't you know if I am an Internet addict?"

He laughed, "Not sure."

"..."

The man started teasing her again.

Luo Jia said threateningly, "Lu, Zi, Yan."

"Addicted to me?" He asked knowingly.

"If you think beautifully, it is Internet addiction."

Just don't give him a chance to be proud.

Luo Jia intentionally made things difficult for him, but the corners of her mouth were raised up secretly.

From the beginning of the Spring Split, Lu Ziyan hardly had time to play games, training games, and Hanbok with her. His time was like a full hourglass, without any space for himself.

The Spring Split has come to an end for the time being, and it seems that his time has just begun to belong to him.

It belongs to her too.

She and Lu Ziyan looked like a pair of IDs with their heads on top of their heads, and their way to the top score was very smooth.

But it didn't go so well either.

The opponents he met in duo with him were all very high-level, and she fought very hard, and it was a common thing to get beaten, and then silently watched him use a support hero to show the two opponents to death.

This made her seem useless, as if her existence suppressed his performance.

After being killed in battle for the Nth time, Luo Jia felt that she really lost face, especially when she played AD like this in front of Lu Ziyan, she felt ashamed of being executed publicly.

She felt that she was embarrassing AD players, "Why don't you play AD...?"

Lu Ziyan: "I don't want to play."

"Didn't you just play AD?"

He smiled lightly, "I really don't want to play, I want to take a break recently."

"OK then."

With tears in her eyes, Luo Jia continued to choose AD.

Continue to be beaten.

But fortunately, it's not impossible to deal with it at all, after all, everyone is in the same segment.

But in a certain round, the bot lane who was placed on the opposite side looked like a power leveling, and he chose a very strong combination of Draven and Thresh. Luo Jia was beaten very depressed, and didn't say much for the whole round. sentence.

In the second game, during the hero selection stage, Luo Jia saw Draven and Thresh in the bottom lane again, Luo Jia had a hunch, and felt a little guilty: "It can't be the two people from the previous game..."

After the division is higher, it is common to repeatedly queue the same players.

She didn't know what to do, and asked Lu Ziyan: "What should I choose in this game so that my death will not be so miserable?"

"Luo, choose Lulu if you are afraid."

What Luo Jia opened was the list of AD heroes, and she was frowningly choosing which hero to use to fight.

Hearing him speak, he froze for a moment.

After realizing what he meant, he quickly switched to the auxiliary hero list and chose Luo.

He's on the fifth floor, and it's his turn to choose a hero.

I chose Xia directly.

For some reason, Luo Jia breathed a sigh of relief, and finally she didn't have to be beaten, she said, "I will protect you well."

He laughed, "Thank you Jiajia."

"Lu Ziyan—"

Someone behind him called him.

With a loud voice.

Luo Jia was already familiar with those voices, and could tell that they were his teammates. If she heard correctly, it should be the jungler.

He took off the earphones, "What's wrong."

"Did I line up opposite you?"

"I'm in District One."

"Oh, oh, it's okay. As soon as I came in, I saw that the ID on the opposite bot lane was so crooked, I thought you were in line."

As soon as the jungler's words fell, Luo Jia heard Yue Yue fanning the flames beside him, "What's this? His Hanbok ID doesn't even bother to see it."

"His Hanbok ID?" the jungler was at a loss.

"You don't know?"

"How could I not know, but isn't his Hanbok ID the same as Xia's lines?"

Yue Yue despised: "What Xia's lines, that's obviously—"

The mid laner quickly interrupted, "Stop, stop, brothers, I want to emphasize again, I'm live broadcasting tonight, so be careful with your words and deeds, don't add to the burden of barrage on me."

"Oh, yes, no problem, then I will tell him secretly."

The moon quickly agreed.

There was a temporary silence in the base.

The mid laner's live broadcast room began to send out question marks——

Is there anything we can't hear?

Isn't Hanbok ID just Xia Xia's lines, I remember wrongly?

I just checked it out, and it was indeed Xia's lines.

After a few minutes.

The base once again burst into the jungler's voice, "I rely on—"

Yue Yue quickly covered his mouth: "Hey hey hey civilized, civilized, even a single dog must be a civilized dog."

Jungle: "..."

Luo Jia listened secretly, not daring to breathe, her ears were hot, thankfully Lu Ziyan couldn't see her expression now, otherwise she would have teased her again.

After the game was loaded, I saw the ID of the bottom laner, and it turned out to be the power leveling duo who beat her up in the last game.

When the game started, Lu Ziyan put back his earphones.

She tried to ease the atmosphere, draw her attention away from his teammates' conversations, and asked about the game: "How do you play this game...?"

"Huh?" He responded flatly, "It's fine to hit me casually."

"?"

Fine.

On the opposite side is Thresh, very arrogant with a hook.

Delevingne next to him was even more arrogant, turning the two machetes around, and one could imagine the scene of blood flying everywhere.

Thinking of being beaten to the point of being self-closing in the last game, I just feel extremely bloody.

Even if Lu Ziyan was playing AD in this round, he was afraid that he would not be able to keep up with his rhythm.

The next road on the opposite side obviously recognized their IDs, and sent all the letters saying: "It's you again."

The opposite Thresh said: "I like beating up couples the most."

Looking at what the other side said, Luo Jia felt even more depressed.

Apparently Lu Ziyan also saw it, and he said softly, "Don't pay attention to them, just fight normally later."

Seeing that he didn't take the other side seriously.She was curious, "Are they actually not that strong?"

"Hmm... are you telling the truth?"

"Is there anything else to say besides telling the truth?"

He smiled, "Yes."

Luo Jia: "Huh?"

"To be honest, they are actually at the level of this division, and they don't make me pay attention to them, just play normally."

"The other way of saying it is...?"

"Jiajia's support is very strong, so they can't beat us."

"..."

She suddenly felt that she couldn't hold back her face, "You are honest, when you praise me, do you always talk about making me happy?"

Lu Ziyan smiled lightly, "How could that be?"

"Then you can boast again now."

"I like Jiajia."

"..."

After a while, Luo Jia pursed the corners of her lips that could not stop rising, and said slowly: "I asked you to praise me, but I didn't ask you to confess."

The bot lane duo who were extremely aggressive in the previous round had no power to fight back in this round.

She listened to Lu Ziyan's command, when to go up, when to withdraw, and when to ward off, and then listened to the broadcast voice playing kills again and again.

Seeing that the last game beat her to autistic bottom lane, Lu Ziyan beat her to autism in this round.

Then look at Lu Ziyan's way of teasing her, as if he wasn't particularly serious, she was suddenly very curious, very curious.

This game is over.

She didn't click on the next game, eager to try: "I want to solo."

He was quiet for a moment, then asked, "Follow me?"

"Correct."

"It's the weekend."

"Why the weekend? I'm thinking about it now." Fearing that he would not agree, she continued, "Please."

After a while, he smiled helplessly, "Okay."

He built custom rooms and invited her in.

"What do you want me to play?" he asked.

"You can choose whatever you want."

"Then I choose Hanbing?"

"You can choose whatever you want."

He smiled.

After entering the game, I saw that he really chose Han Bing.

She still remembers that when she played games with him not long ago, she played a few solo rounds with him. At that time, she didn't even understand how to lose to him. She only knew that when she was in line with him, she didn't even dare to get close .

Standing opposite him again this time.

She had lingering fears when the soldiers lined up, but relying on the voice connection with him, she asked, "I'll go to replenish the soldiers, you won't hit me, will you?"

"meeting."

"..." She choked, "Then can I beat you?"

"Shouldn't be able to beat it."

"Then do I still need to replenish troops?"

"You can try it, if it doesn't work, just wait for the soldiers to enter the tower."

"I choose not to try."

She confessed in time.

Then I heard his low laugh.

Luo Jia has been lingering under the pagoda, living longer than the previous solo.

However, the experience gap between the soldiers was getting bigger and bigger, and she was killed by Lu Ziyan when she was not even at the sixth level.

Although he knew that he would definitely not be able to beat him, he was still a little depressed at this second.

She was about to play another game when Lu Ziyan said, "If you still want to play, do it on the weekend."

She thought for a while, "It's fine, if I can't beat you in the game, I'll take it out on you."

He hummed with a smile.

After class on Friday afternoon, Luo Jia went to the school gate.

It's been like this for the last weekend, and Lu Ziyan will come to pick her up.

After getting into the car, Luo Jia thought about what he had been thinking about for several days, "You promised me, didn't you forget?"

Lu Ziyan was leaning over to fasten her seat belt, and chuckled with lowered eyelashes, "I don't think you want to solo with me, but to torture me."

"I do not have."

After fastening the seat belt, he raised his head and kissed her lightly on the lips, "I haven't seen you for a week, you don't even think about me."

She stretched out her hand to push him away, because there were people coming and going outside the car at this time, she always felt that someone could see, "Go home first."

Unmoved, he still stood in front of her: "What about after going home?"

"...Anyway, let's go back and talk about it."

Lu Ziyan looked at her for a while.

His eyes were quiet, he could see through her somewhat clearly, and slightly bent the corner of his eyes, "Okay."

On the way back, Luo Jia told him what happened at school this week. She rarely talked so much because no one was willing to listen to her before.

Now that he was in front of Lu Ziyan, he couldn't help talking about trivial matters.

No matter what she said, he would respond, and she would not feel that he had said something that made the other person impatient.

When she calmed down at a certain moment, she saw his soft eyebrows and eyes.

Suddenly, she felt that what she wanted was not freedom, nor freedom from restraint and being herself. What she wanted was someone who could listen to her voice well.

Happy or unhappy, no matter what she is doing, that person is by her side.

What she wants to get rid of seems to be loneliness.

When he got home and entered the room, he turned on the computer and asked her, "Are you hungry? Do you want to play for a while or eat first?"

Not hearing her voice, Lu Ziyan turned his head.

He stretched out his hand to rub her hair, and asked warmly, "Jiajia, do you want to eat first?"

Luo Jia reached out and hugged him.

Reliant buried his head in his arms.

After a while, he lowered his head and kissed her forehead, and asked in a low voice, "What are you thinking?"

"I was thinking, if only you showed up sooner."

He combed the long hair behind her, and asked gently, "How early do you want?"

She thought seriously, "Elementary school."

His hand stopped.

Then asked her: "Why do you want to be an elementary school?"

"...Because if you are younger, your memory is not so good, and you can't remember it even if you meet it."

Her reasons were very honest.

Hearing this, Lu Ziyan smiled lowly and said, "Can you remember it when you reach elementary school?"

"can."

Hearing him laugh, Luo Jia raised her head: "What are you laughing at?"

He restrained his smile, but didn't answer.

Luo Jia felt that her memory was questioned, and asked, "Do you think I can't remember?"

Lu Ziyan was quiet, only the hand combing her hair behind her back was gentle but absent-minded.

Eyelashes drooping, he laughed again, "No."

"Laughing at me?"

"Not at all."

"Then what are you laughing at?"

After a while, his hand that was gently combing her hair stopped.

Going around to her side face, his fingertips were warm, and slowly brushed against her ears.

His eyes were dark and dark, and he was looking at her quietly.

"At that time, I have already appeared."