God Yan anchor has been sealed again

Usually, at the beginning of the season, they will train until 08:30, and each will practice until about [-]:[-], and then go back to sleep. At [-]:[-] in the morning, all members must gather for dinner, and then train at [-]:[-].

Xuewei looked at the time.He had just played a game and he thought it was late, but it was actually only 08:30.

Walking out of the training room, a gust of cold wind hits my face, and my eyes are covered with heavy snow.The night sky and the snow are showing a grayish blue color, and the street lights outside are not on - it has been under maintenance for the past two days

Xuewei coughed violently, stretched out her hand and pressed her temple, where there was a throbbing pain.

He didn't pay attention to playing too high, and didn't add clothes in the first half of the game.

And he keeps forgetting to take his medicine these days.

Xue slightly unscrewed the thermos cup.

This thermos cup was given to him by Wenman who exchanged it with the same brand, and the paint compartment inside is good.It's just that the water was picked up four hours ago, and there is only some residual temperature left.

Xuewei didn't bother to go back to the training room to fetch water, so he braved the wind and snow and walked 50 meters back to the empty villa.

There was no one in the villa, the floor heating and air conditioner were still on, and there was a gust of warm and fragrant hot wind.With the combination of hot and cold, Xuewei's headache suddenly became severe, and she even felt nauseous and retched at this moment.

Xuewei's face was pale, but there was an abnormal blush on his cheeks, his pace began to slow down, the whole person squatted down slowly against the wall for a long time, and then barely supported the wall to stand up , and slowly moved to the kitchen.

Xuewei boiled a pot of hot water for herself, then rummaged through the refrigerator, and there was a pot of shiitake mushroom soup left over from tonight.

Xuewei put the soup in the microwave and heated it up, then carried it up to the room on the second floor with the hot water.

He drank the sliced ​​meat soup and the medicine, but his body was still very cold, and he was shaking all over. He shook off all his clothes, turned on the hot water, and took a bath. He didn't know how long it took before he felt no cold , came out and wiped off the mist on his body and hair.

He didn't feel so cold anymore, thinking that the heater in the room was turned on, so he quickly dried his hair, wrapped himself in a quilt, and fell asleep.

What he didn't notice was that the heating remote control panel was forgotten by him in the corner of the coffee table, and the heating in the room had been turned off before, instead of being turned on all the time as he remembered.

In the cold room, only Xuewei was wrapped in the quilt, like a ball of fire.

The training room of the arena.

Alan is still replaying.

Today Xuewei played 2 rounds, each for 40 minutes, with a total of more than [-] minutes of preparation time. Alan has already started the replay ahead of schedule, and led the national second team training team to check for omissions overnight.

Perhaps it cannot be called checking for leaks and filling in vacancies. This is called post-war reconstruction.

Ding Dang, the head coach of the national second team's training group, was unimpressed. He whispered: "The man-machine competition...is this a bit of a joke? Not enough to see anything."

"Then the question is, why are they in a bad state?"

The news of Alan was a shock, because the training team paid special attention to it, so he had to stop to read the news.

It's Wen Man in the water group.He recommended him a nearby oden restaurant.

Alan exited the page with a blank expression, and then clicked on the training board, "Here, here drop points, here I even forgot to detect and snipe, is this an operation that can be played in a normal training game?"

"And at the very beginning, they wouldn't be in such a bad state at the beginning, right? On this point, I agree with Team Wen. This is tactically crushed, and until the last round, their state In fact, all-"

His words were interrupted again, his phone vibrated again, and there was another burst of ding ding dong dong paying special attention to the plot.

【Training Team】【.Pretty】: @Alan, Coach A, you went to bed so early?I have something very important to see you, see the call back.

Seeing the news, Alan couldn't continue talking. He waved his hand: "You guys review the game first, and bring the second team to review tomorrow! The second team's issue will be discussed later, and I will call the Wen team .”

Alan pushed open the door of another room, and when it was quieter, he called: "What's the matter? Is there anything new?"

"The new situation is that I asked you to invite Nao Nao to have a meal, have you invited?" Wen Man's voice was accompanied by the whistling wind on the other side, he should be on his way, his voice was serious and meticulous, "That family Kanto Cooking closes at twelve o'clock in the evening, and it's cold, if he doesn't want to go out, you can take a taxi and pack the following items for him..."

Alan listened halfway, and wanted to hang up directly, but he didn't dare to move: "Oh, well, not yet, I just...reviewed with the team."

His voice sounded small and helpless because he remembered something important.

Xuewei's little wolf cub seemed to be going back to sleep first.

He himself forgot to invite him to dinner. He originally thought that it would be similar to invite him tomorrow, but in the end he still forgot his promise to invite him for supper today.

"Cough." He coughed, "I'll go right away. I just forgot, so you continue."

Wen Man learned that he forgot, and his voice paused.

Alan just made up infinite murderous intent from this pause.

Wen Man said: "Then remember, croquettes, kelp shreds..."

He reported a long list, and Alan scrambled to remember not all of them. Just as he was about to ask him to report again, he heard him lazily say: "If you can't remember, just buy a copy and bring it to him. I can I’ll reimburse you. Go buy it for him now. He won’t reply to my messages, he might be angry or annoyed, you’d better send him another cotton candy.”

How dare Alan resist: "Okay, I'll go right away, you can rest and come back early."

Wen Man heard a bit of awe from his tone, and he smiled: "Why, can't stand it?"

Alan honestly admitted: "How can I resist this!! Come back quickly, I am afraid that this great god will hand in my application for leaving the team tomorrow..."

"Do not worry."

Wen Man smiled softly again, and his voice softened a bit, "He wrote the application for leaving the team for me to read. I'm not here, and no one is spoiling him. Please coax him."

Alan put down his phone, looked at the dark night sky outside the base, and then at the warm training base.

He secretly clenched his fists, then grabbed his coat and scarf, and greeted the students: "I'll go out for a while, you are free to disband after tonight's time, and hand over your mobile phone to the training team of the second team."

"Where are you going, Coach! It's such a late date!"

Xiaopang poked his head out from behind, teasing him.

Alan said weakly: "I wish I had some free time, I worry about you bastards every day, and I don't know if I can get out of the singles at the age of 30..."

He went out, went straight to the garage, and drove to the convenience store to buy a midnight snack for Xuewei.

Xuewei fell asleep, feeling her body was hot, and the blanket was very warm.He didn't think much, just continued to immerse himself in a warm deep sleep.

He had a dream, he dreamed of the previous time.

After he and Wenman got acquainted, they were actually not that close. He was hospitalized in the hospital, and every time he played games, he came out to play secretly, and the only people he knew were those people who regularly formed teams to score points.

Those few people are not very skilled, but they all hope that he can lead them to score, and if they win the Internet cafe competition, the owner of the Internet cafe can treat them to dinner and snacks.

Every time, Xuewei would pull out her sick slippers, wrap up in her jacket and finish playing the game, and then go back to the ward with stewed boiled and potato chips in her arms.Sometimes he would be scolded by nurses, and sometimes he would be caught by a sister nurse who just got off work on the road, and he became more and more careful after that.

He is lonely and not very good at dealing with others.During the Chinese New Year that year, his parents came to see him because of property division and inheritance rights.

His condition was a bit serious that year, his lung infection had just been cured, and his body was still very weak. The hospital environment was not bad, but the main reason was that it was noisy, and the doctor said that he was "lonely in condition". .

But they never picked him up.

That year they came to look for him, and what they brought was a divorce agreement.His mother asked him, "Who do you want to be with?"

Both of them were looking at him with scrutiny, like weighing a commodity, a commodity.

He turned his gaze to the window: "Whatever."

"Then it's your father's, he's near, so it's easier to take care of you." The woman's voice was a little tired and indifferent, Xuewei seemed to know the result a long time ago, she said "um", but still didn't say anything.

The conversation was very brief, mostly his parents and the lawyer who brought him said that his ward was on the first floor, and through the window, he saw a woman waiting outside, holding two half-sized big kids.

One of the lawyers placed a fruit basket next to his bed.

In fact, there is no shortage of fruit baskets here. Every time the adults come to see him, or don't come to see him, they give them a fruit basket.Apples, grapes, bananas, and pears are tied together with gift paper. He doesn't like to eat fruits, and they often dry up when they are left alone.

"It's all here, let's go have a meal. What do you want to eat?" His mother asked him.

Xuewei thought for a while: "Hot pot."

He has wanted to eat a hot pot on the street for a long time. The soup in it is very clear and fragrant. He has seen a group of friends post pictures of it. It looks delicious and full of appetite.

"Hotpot? Let the driver check it..." His father lowered his head to ask someone to check it, but Xuewei interrupted him, "It's just on the side of the street, it's not a famous restaurant, is that okay?"

His father was taken aback for a moment, then said, "Okay."

Their "family of three" has been around for many years, and they haven't had a meal together.

Xuewei changed her clothes and followed them out of the hospital.

It was also winter, and it was snowing, and it was very cold outside.The hot pot restaurant is very popular. It is an old cheap hot pot restaurant. At six or seven o'clock in the evening, there are several tables of people queuing up outside.

"So many people?" His mother sighed, with some hesitation in her tone, "Xiao Wei, do you want to change to another place? You see, this place is not clean, you just got a lung infection and you're all right."

"I just want to eat here. There is air conditioning in the corridor outside, so it's not cold." Xuewei said.

"Okay." His mother backed down, and his father didn't say anything, just kept calling, it was a business matter.

Just then he saw Wen Man.

Wen Man didn't see him. Holding a large plastic bag of Coke soda in his arms, he walked over talking and laughing with the people next to him. After walking around, he realized that there was a queue here, so he went to the end of the line.

At that time, Wenman was surrounded by black and white, but Xuewei didn't know each other at that time.

In the past few days, Xuewei and Wenman fought a few times from time to time, and the two of them were not very familiar with each other, so the communication stopped at the level of online chatting.

He saw them and hid in the hallway against the wall.

He didn't want to be seen by people he knew and some strangers, and it made him feel uncomfortable.The boy was sitting against the wall, slightly bowing his head, with long eyelashes, and a fair and delicate chin.

He was wearing a wool hat, and there were past Christmas decorations on the vermilion lacquered window, red and green, very festive.

The hot pot restaurant is steaming, and the voices are also lively.

The waiting time passed by, and the woman kept picking up her mobile phone to look at her watch, and finally said: "Do you really want to change to another one? I have something to do at night, so I'm going to..."

The voice behind her lowered, but Xuewei vaguely heard that she was going to pick someone up.

He knew she was dating and would probably get married soon after the divorce.Plus business matters, so it will be very busy.

"It's the same with me. I originally expected to go back in two hours. The ticket has already been booked." His father was also looking at his watch. "There is only half an hour left. I don't know if I can catch up."

There were still four tables in front of them, Xuewei looked through the window and saw that several tables were almost finished, but he suddenly lost interest at this moment.

He felt that it was meaningless.

Xuewei said: "Then go back and deal with the matter, give me the money, I will eat with my friends, we have wanted to eat here for a long time."

His tone was flat, a little obedient, and it was his tone towards adults.

"Row."

They are very generous in giving money. After hearing what he said, as if they were relieved, they both raised their mobile phones to transfer money to him, and then said to each other: "Then dad/mom is going first, you and your friend have a good time .”

The two leave quickly, with the driver honking at the end of the street.

As soon as the two of them left, the people behind thought that the person in front had left, so they all poked their heads out to look.

"Is there another table waiting for people? Then we will be there soon."

At the end of the line, Hei Hei patted Wen Man on the shoulder. Wen Man threw the bag in his hand to carry it for him, and looked at him with his head: "There are fewer people... No, the number has not changed, eh."

His tone paused for a moment, and his eyes also paused for a moment, then he retracted, as if he had seen something interesting, he lowered his head and smiled.

"What are you laughing at?" Black and White followed him and looked out suspiciously, but saw nothing, "Go on, you said you wanted to pick someone back to form the formation this time, and you are still two short away, who are you going to pick?"

"I'll talk about this later when I go back."

Wen Man was thoughtful, "I saw an acquaintance."

"Who?"

Wen Man raised his chin, "That kid over there, wrapped up heavily, is ICE."

"Fuck! ICE! I haven't played against him yet. I'll go over to say hello to him. I'm looking for a duo tonight?" He's so small, he still feels like a junior high school student."

"Just turned 14, come back to me." Wen Man stretched out his hand to hold him, "He has a bit cold personality, a bit withdrawn, don't go there and scare him."

"Hey, okay, I'll listen to you." Hei Hei was dragged back by him, scratched his head, and looked over there when he came back, "He eats hot pot alone? He has money."

Their money standards are different. For this group of people playing online games, 80 per capita hot pot is already considered expensive.

"Something's wrong, I'll go and see him later." Wen Man said.

He noticed the direction of Xuewei's gaze, the couple who just left seemed to be accompanying him, they should be his parents.

Half an hour later, Xue Wei got the number. The waiter led him in and was surprised when he saw that he was alone: ​​"When I ordered outside, it said three people, are you the only one now?"

Xuewei was a little tired, he was too lazy to talk, so he replied: "Yes."

"Do you want to remove the seats for the other two?"

"No need." Xue Wei said lazily.

When they lined up, they had already ordered and paid for the food, so he didn't want to move for fear of trouble.

And it's really cold outside.

Xuewei's hands and feet were already numb from the cold.He sat down and had no appetite other than soup, so he ate vegetables while looking at his mobile phone. He ate a piece of cabbage in 10 minutes, which was very gentle.

Until Wen Man approached him lightly, curled up his index finger knuckles, and tapped his table very lightly.

Xue Wei raised her eyes, and what she saw was Wen Man in a black down jacket, her peach blossom eyes were astonishingly beautiful under the light.

He smiled gently: "Meet you again, Ice, I have a teammate and I were queuing up, the waiter said that two customers had left temporarily, so we asked, and saw that it was you, and wanted to ask if we could share a table ?”

"Uh..." Xuewei was still thinking, and Wen Man beckoned Black and White to come in—this is a dark-skinned northern man with a hearty laugh, "My ID is Black and White! Go play games with my buddies at night!"

Xuewei agreed to their table sharing proposal.

The two empty seats were suddenly filled.

He is actually not good at dealing with this kind of situation. He rarely meets with netizens. Most of the time, a large group of people play there, and he plays his own.Playing script killing, everyone communicated, he stared at the script alone, playing himself, and didn't think there was any problem.

Xuewei was still blanching the vegetables silently, but out of politeness, he put away his mobile phone, so the cooking speed became 5 minutes.

Black and white is a familiarity, the man from the Northeast has a kind of aura that is close to him, he asked Xuewei some questions, such as how old he is, game experience, and operation details.

Xuewei also likes to study these things, and his chatter has opened up.

"There is no better gun than AWM and TRG in sniper weapons now!!"

"Yes, yes, you are right."

"But the feel of TRG is still looser, do you think it? Although there is no big difference in value, but it..."

"Yeah yeah, so when I use that gun I usually set it to..."

In Xuewei's impression, that night, he and Black and White were the ones who had been discussing and drank a lot of beer.

Wen Man didn't talk much, so he always had the wrong impression that Wen Man didn't delve into tactics, and he didn't belong to the same genre.He was very calm that day, just watching him discuss with black and white, with some smiles in his eyes.

At that time, he was still gentle and refined, which was different from the feeling of the old hooligans now.

Xuewei poured a glass, and got drunk very quickly that night. He was drunk and cold, and Black and White went outside to take a taxi. Wen Man supported him and watched him squat down on the side of the road.

He asked him: "What's the matter? Are you feeling unwell, have a little fever?"

Xuewei's face was bright red, Wen Man stretched out his hand, and gently pressed it on his forehead.

He is not familiar with him yet, Xuewei usually resists such contact between strangers, but he did not hide that day.

Wen Man's hands gently covered his forehead, very gentle hands with soft skin.

That touch reminded Xuewei of his mother, who had touched him like this when she was a child.

Tears came out of him suddenly.

Wen Man withdrew his hand, caught off guard by the cry of the child squatting on the ground: "?"

He squatted down, looked at him for a long time, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"No." Xuewei wiped away her tears indiscriminately, her voice choked up, and she said after a long time, "You are just like my mother."

Wen Man: "."

He didn't cry very long because he wasn't one to be in deep sorrow.Xuewei stopped crying soon, and felt a little ashamed.

He actually got drunk and cried in front of strangers.

Wen Man saw it as if he didn't see it. He squatted beside him and asked him gently: "Where are you going? Are you in the hospital? Or are you recovering?"

"I'm cured, but I'll have to be hospitalized in the future."

Xuewei heard about it.

He added, "But you can come out and live today."

Wen Man listened for a long time before he understood what he meant, and then asked him, his voice still soft, as if coaxing a child, "Then where do you live? We are going to send you back, where should we send you back?"

Xuewei: "I don't know."

When Wen Man was about to suggest going back to the hospital, he heard Xuewei say, "But I don't want to go back to the hospital either."

Wen Man: "Okay, then I won't go back to the hospital."

……

What happened later, Xuewei can't remember clearly, because he was drunk, he only remembers that Wen Man and Hei Hei took him back to the house they rented, and allocated him a small room for him to sleep in. That fell asleep.

He still remembered Wen Man's face that day.Such a tall man squatted beside him, his eyes were calm and gentle, the lights on the street were bright, and the lights of cars in the distance were hazy.

He had a kind of calm patience and pampering towards him that he had never met before.

……

When the dream was about to end, the sound of pushing the door woke him up.

Xuewei wanted to open his eyes, but he found that he couldn't open them, his mind was foggy, his whole body was heavy, he couldn't remember anything, and he couldn't move.

"Naonao, I came in? You didn't hear me when I knocked on the door." Alan coughed at the door, "Going to sleep now? Wen Man said that even if you were asleep, I would wake you up, that's not what I wanted. I I brought you snacks..."

Alan put the things at the door, and suddenly noticed something was wrong: "Noisy?"

He turned on the light, walked in to have a look, Xuewei's face was flushed with heat, and when he touched it with his hand, it was terribly hot.

have a fever.

And the heat is not low.

Alan was almost scared to death. He immediately called the team doctor: "Come on! It's in the news team lounge. Now from the second team has a high fever!"

……

What happened afterwards, Xue Wei has no memory.

When he opened his eyes and woke up, he was still lying on the bed, but there was an infusion drip hanging beside him.The back of his hand was icy cold.

Just as he was about to get up, he heard the man say in a low voice, "Don't move."

It was a manly voice.

The man turned his back to him, quietly, Xuewei worked hard to turn his neck back, and saw what he was doing - Wen Man was filling a hot water bag with hot water, and the silent water heater made no sound, which was shocking.

After connecting it, Wen Man twisted the cock of the hot water bottle, put it flat and held it in his hand to test the temperature, and then came over to put it under his wrist.

He asked him in a low voice, "Is it hot?"

Xuewei has already recognized the current situation, he said: "It's a little hot."

He thought that Wen Man would think of a way, but Wen Man's tone suddenly became serious: "You can bear the heat."

Kind of fierce.

Xuewei wrapped herself in the quilt.

Wen Man said in a low voice: "Did you forget to take your medicine? You still caught a cold. I watched the monitoring replay of the training room, but I didn't pay attention to the temperature when I entered the door, right?"

Xuewei didn't dare to move, he really forgot to take the medicine himself, and thought there was no problem.

"You didn't pay attention to the time when you were playing games, did you?" Wen Man said, "I told you to sleep according to your schedule."

"They all... practice more." Xuewei muttered a bit, and she was a little rebellious, "I also slept according to my schedule, and I came back early."

He lay in the quilt without moving anything, but saw Wen Man came back and asked him, "You just finished studying?"

"Same as last time, a temporary flight." Wen Man pinched the bridge of his nose, as if helpless, "My team has a problem, can I not come back?"

"Oh, I'm fine, you can go."

His drip was almost finished, Xuewei pulled out the needle skillfully, then suppressed the bleeding point, and got up from the bed.

He felt very well, and when he was about to get out of bed, he suddenly felt a violent dizziness.

His legs went limp when he landed, and he almost fell forward, Wen Man saw that the situation was wrong, and immediately stood up to support him, Xuewei lost his footing, and immediately fell into his arms.

Wen Man's embrace was hot and strong.

Xuewei was flustered all of a sudden, he tried to push him away to show his innocence, but Wen Man didn't let him go.

Wen Man... took a step forward, put one foot between his feet, embedded him deeper into his embrace, and took a step further around his arms, tightening them down.

Grabbed his waist.

The young man's skin was pale, his cheeks were bright red, his whole body was so soft that he couldn't stand upright, and he seemed a little unsteady when he was hugged in his arms. He used this embrace to lift, pinch, and hold him, preventing him from moving. Nothing loose.

"Can't stand still, still move?"

He heard Wen Man whispering, hot breath sprayed on the tips of his ears.

There was a sound of footsteps outside.

There are also voices.

"Yes, he had a fever last night. He has been measured in the morning, and the fever has subsided a little, but the sequelae may still appear, such as dizziness and weakness..."

"Give him some drips."

"Hmm, we won't disturb him. We are all very careful. Team Wen is also back to take care of him, so he should be awake..."

The door was pushed open.

Alan opened the door and walked in. He was surrounded by the national team doctor, coaches carrying a series of biscuits and snacks, clear soup and spicy soup, fruit baskets, and the two captains of the first and second national teams.

Pandora (acting captain).

and silence.

The moment everyone entered the door, it seemed as if the freeze button had been pressed, and they all stopped.Didn't even dare to let out the air.

Wen Man was very casual, he hugged Xuewei, and then let go, raised his eyes and greeted: "Oh, you're here?"