[E-sports] On the road is not a two-way road!

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The rain outside has never stopped.When Fu Haidong left, he also took the only umbrella with him.

He Qingyang and Jiang Sizhen sat side by side on the stairs outside the public toilet, the rain from the eaves fell drop by drop onto their knees.

He Qingyang took off his coat and put it on Jiang Sizhen's body. Jiang Sizhen's cheeks were hot and red, and He Qingyang looked at him worriedly.

"Do you have a fever?" He stretched out his hand to touch Jiang Sizhen's forehead. It felt sticky and hot. He frowned and asked a little displeased, "What's going on?"

"You are wearing such thin clothes, why do you still wash your face with cold water?" He Qingyang looked at Jiang Sizhen's wet black hair, and couldn't help feeling angry. How could this person not learn to take care of himself?

Jiang Sizhen opened his mouth and spit out a few words with unknown meaning.His brain is now a mess, and his limited brain cells can't tell what He Qingyang said.

He was burned out.

He Qingyang could see that Jiang Sizhen was in a bad condition, so he stood up anxiously and looked outside.The torrential rain outside fascinated his sight, how should he take Jiang Sizhen to the hospital in such a heavy rain?

Putting Jiang Sizhen here alone, he was worried about going to buy an umbrella first——

He Qingyang gritted his teeth, turned on the phone with a sudden heartbreak.

He released a phone number from the blacklist and dialed it immediately.

The "beep" phone rang, and He Qingyang tightened the coat that was on Jiang Sizhen for him.

"Hello, Fu Haidong? I'm He Qingyang."

"I've only been gone for a few minutes, and you miss me so much?" Fu Haidong sounded in a good mood, and he still had time to joke with him.

"... I, I have business with you, can you buy an umbrella and send it to the public toilet here?" He Qingyang said in a low voice, suppressing his voice.

"Oh?" Fu Haidong's voice was full of honey, it sounded sweet, with a sticky feeling like drawing silk, "Are you begging me?"

Fu Haidong held a pure black umbrella in one hand with sharp knuckles, and held a mobile phone in the other hand, smiling casually.

"You actually begged me for him. It seems that you really love him..." He changed the topic, and there was a cool smile between his thin lips and teeth, "But, I will be jealous too."

Without waiting for He Qingyang to say anything, he hung up the phone.The bright petal-like lips curled up, revealing a nasty smile.

He quickly dialed a number: "Hi, is this a reporter focusing on e-sports?"

"Well, yes, He Qingyang and Jiang Sizhen are now in the public toilet opposite the Second City Hospital."

"You'd better go quickly. If you go late, the big news will be gone."

He Qingyang didn't know that Fu Haidong called the paparazzi and revealed the news about him and Jiang Sizhen.

He squatted down facing Jiang Sizhen in distress, and stretched out his hand to pick him up and move him into the toilet.

Jiang Sizhen was taller than him. Looking at his long arms and legs, and his thin body, He Qingyang exerted a little strength, and Jiang Sizhen was hot all over, lying on his lap like a soft cooked rice cake.

He Qingyang struggled to hold him in his arms, his right hand had been smeared with burn ointment, and now there was still some blunt stinging pain.The back of the hand, which was originally white and delicate, was stained, like a small gap in a beautiful handicraft, which looked very ugly.

His right hand couldn't exert any strength, and he could barely rest Jiang Sizhen's head on his thigh gently, and then began to gasp for breath.

Professional players like them who hardly leave the base and only do some stretching training at the base often have poor physical fitness.

Therefore, He Qingyang struggled for a long time, but he failed to hug Jiang Sizhen successfully.

He could only put Jiang Sizhen's two soft arms around his neck, and then climbed his shoulders to carefully lift him up.

The bricks were a little slippery when it rained. When He Qingyang stood up, he almost staggered, causing Jiang Sizhen to fall down.Fortunately, he stabilized quickly.

Although Jiang Sizhen was thin, most of the weight of an adult man's body was on He Qingyang's body.

The rain was still falling, and the rapid rain hit his face and eyelids. He Qingyang's face was covered with rain, and he could hardly see the road clearly.

He gave Jiang Sizhen the denim jacket, and he only had a woolen lining on his body.The soft wool lining was soaked in water and stuck tightly to the skin, and He Qingyang's teeth chattered from the cold.

Jiang Sizhen suddenly became dishonest again, his eyes slipped down the tip of his nose, and he muttered in a daze: "Hot, I'm hot..."

"Be patient, it will be fine when you get to the hospital." He Qingyang comforted him. He is also feeling very uncomfortable now. The distance to the second city doctor is not too far, and it is like a natural moat for him now.

The shoes and socks were soaked in water, and the mobile phone in the trouser pocket was vibrating persistently, and the person who was vibrating was extremely irritable.

After finally pushing open the door of the Second City Hospital, the wet water poured all over the floor, and the dry and warm heating rushed in.

He Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief, helped Jiang Sizhen sit down in the chair in the lobby, and then went to register.

He is a water man now, and the wet steam rushes from his body. When passers-by see him, they all look disgusted and avoid him involuntarily.

He Qingyang didn't have time to care about other people's stares at him. It was late at night and there were not many registered people, but the dozen or so missed calls from manager RY displayed on the phone made his scalp tingle.

When Jiang Sizhen had started the drip, he went outside to buy a few sets of dry clothes, then he cleaned up his emotions and called the manager back.

At this time, it was already one or two o'clock in the morning, Jiang Sizhen tilted his head, wearing a dry hospital gown, leaning against the back of the bed for an IV drip, breathing lightly and shallowly.

He Qingyang also lowered his voice, for fear of waking him up.

The phone rang for a few seconds before the manager answered the phone.

"Are you still willing to call me?" The manager said in an aggressive tone, "I've called you so many times and don't answer..."

"It's quite a brand."

"Manager, I'm sorry..."

"Don't tell me I'm sorry, we RY can't afford this Buddha of yours, you should discuss it with your WG coach, hurry up and leave!"

Walk? In the bpl, there has never been a player who was loaned out and played a game, and then was driven back.

He Qingyang smiled wryly when he heard the words, is he going to set a precedent for this today?

"By the way, also, after the referee in charge of the team ordered you to be suspended for three months."

"What?!" He Qingyang couldn't believe it, he asked back, "Why?"

"Don't you know why?" The coach said dissatisfiedly, "Are you with Jiang Sizhen now?"

"You are on the trending search again."