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Chapter 12
"Xiaokui is okay. I just got a good shot at close combat with Sugi, and he has blown his head once, and there is progress and progress."
"No, the captain, all the hounds commanded well, and it's even more difficult to deal with the miscellaneous brother after his resurrection," Zheng Xiaokui said, "and we didn't win the MW in the end..."
The end of the afternoon game and the MW team finals.
After the interview after the game, won the runner-up trophy in the rookie competition. Except for Li Zhongchen, the SVG team in Yuwen is ready to return to the base.
"But the performance exceeded expectations. The audience was also very addicted!" Yao Tong encouraged everyone, "This time the overall play is correct. The invisible evil spirits flirted and moved through the void portal. It's annoying Sugi a few times back and forth that it's enough to disrupt their tactics."
Being the youngest in the national competition for two consecutive years, SVG has rarely turned himself into a small landlord.
Although the single round-robin tournament was cancelled this time, the four teams were randomly assigned, and only two winning teams entered the finals to compete for first place, which seemed unfair. However, the follow-up rankings are ranked according to the team's battlefield points, and as a business game, it has also reached the judging standard.
"We are great! The lifeblood of the morning game killed two enemies with a shuttle, and the points have a critical strike bonus!"
"Yes, OPW's rookie team is actually average. Even if it is allocated to play against us, SVG will only win."
"Everyone has worked hard, I will treat you to a big meal tonight!"
"Uuuuu captain is so good!" "I love Team Yao!"
The big guy’s focus was on the celebration after the game. At this time, a child said: "Zhong Shen is not going anymore? He didn't come back with us. It seemed that there was something urgent."
Before Zheng Xiaokui could speak, Yao Tong said: "Today is a bit special, let him invite guests again next time, let's go."
...Special day?
Zheng Xiaokui racked his brains and wondered what the meaning of the phrase "there is nothing special today" that Xiao Qiao's brother asked me to convey.
About ten minutes later.
Qiao Yan stepped out of the elevator and walked into the gloomy underground parking lot.
Today, he is wearing bright Oxford leather boots, dark jeans with slightly rolled trousers, and a suit jacket with perfect drape, which makes him taller and slender.
The MW team uniform was hung on his elbow, with the coffee and KFC bag that he had just taken in his hand, and the whole person was filled with a lazy temperament.
Walking towards the parking spot, Qiao Yan pressed the unlock button of the car key from a long distance, and the car lights flashed.
Until then, he parked the black Ford Mustang. There was someone standing next to the parking lot. He was very tall and couldn't see his face, giving people a very oppressive aura.
"..." Qiao Yan's breathing was stagnant, and the inexplicable tension made him feel at a loss.
The lover of the past stood in front of him, after a long absence, endless sorrow and sorrow flowed from the bottom of my heart, but he could only digest it by himself. But it's probably also because of his personality and appearance that he has the advantage.
As for why Li Zhongchen wanted to find himself, he thought, the other party should have something to ask.
When Qiao Yan approached, Li Zhongchen raised his eyes and collided with the opponent's eyes: "I will eat this for dinner?"
Qiao Yan replied in a deep voice, "I don't have any appetite."
Qiao Yan's height is seven or eight centimeters lower than Li Zhongchen, and his build is thin and well-proportioned.
In the past, every time he met on a date, Li Zhongchen used to get close and bowed his head for a kiss. Now he is close at hand, but he feels that the distance between each other is as far as the sky.
"Didn't I ask that little sister to tell you," Qiao Yan said without a word, "It's already a birthday."
Yes.
Today is his birthday.
After midnight, Qiao Yan was 23 years old.
He was adopted that year, and the birth date registered in the orphanage was wrong, so that it would be wrong to make a mistake. The outside world and even his teammates did not know that he actually celebrated his birthday on September 17 of the lunar calendar.
But Li Zhongchen knew.
Before separation, from the age of seventeen to twenty-one, Qiao Yan had every birthday with Li Zhongchen.
Li Zhongchen lowered his head slightly, his voice hoarse: "Throw the cake if you don't know it, it's something you can do."
The faint sense of pressure made Qiao Yan unable to breathe.
Qiao Yang's waist was thin, and the two sides struggled intuitively and lost far, as if Li Zhongchen wanted to suppress him.
But Li Zhongchen took steps and the distance gradually narrowed.
With Qiao Ming's eyes down, in the empty underground parking lot, he suddenly noticed that Li Zhongchen's fingertips were shaking slightly, which made him panic.
Qiao Yan felt sour in his heart: "I have eaten, let's get in the car and talk."
Even if there is nothing wrong with each other, there is nothing more than the sign of the storm.
But just before Qiao Yan stepped out to turn into the car.
Li Zhongchen's powerful body pressed him against the car door, tightening his wrists, forcing him to look directly at him, and the layers of thoughts were about to break out.
"..." Qiao Yan was so startled that he didn't react to push him away.
"Why are you back again?" Li Zhongchen asked.
Qiao Yan took a deep breath, struggling to calm down his emotions.
He glanced at Li Zhongchen and answered the wrong question: "This car was almost abandoned and won't start."
This SUV was bought in the name of Li Zhongchen and his brother.
The two of them each hold a key. The purpose of buying a car is to go to the surrounding cities or have a picnic in the suburbs, which is convenient for travel, commonly known as the product of the love brain.
But if it is parked in the garage of the community, Li Zhongchen will only touch it once half a year unless it is necessary.
Li Zhongchen was stunned: "...If I know that you are coming back, I will take care of it regularly."
Qiao Yan: "So blame me?"
Li Zhongchen: "..."
Breathe each other heavily.
As long as Li Zhongchen cheated a little bit, he could kiss Qiao Yan, suck on that thin lip, and block all the cold words of the other party.
But he could only ask helplessly: "Where did I provoke you."
"Clean up the mess for your newcomer's little sister, should I be happy?"
"...Then the kid in your team is right?" Li Zhongchen retorted him, "You have to be humble and understand, what's the matter of suppressing the self-confidence of your peers, and the mentality is not gloomy."
Qiao Yang said loudly: "Okay, you are weak and you are reasonable."
Li Zhongchen: "Weak ass, do you want to look through Zheng Xiaokui's live broadcast last month? What is the progress of the bad foundation now."
Looking at each other, no one wants to lose to the other side.
Everyone can see that the two of them are scolding each other with excuses.
However, the person concerned even admitted that he was justified and justified the matter.
"Li Zhongchen, do you want to fight with me when you are full? Haven't quarreled enough before?"
Qiao Yan is so beautiful, her long eyelashes are fluttering and trembling, and when she picks her eyes from the bottom up, the mole is hitting Li Zhongchen's pupils.
Every place grows in its own aesthetics.
Even if his current status is too embarrassing, Li Zhongchen can't wait to abandon his reason and put people on the spot first.
But he is really not that bastard.
The heroic spirit between Li Zhongchen's eyebrows and eyes converged: "Why do I want to quarrel with you."
This sentence seems to be a compromise.
As a result, Qiao Yan used all his strength to push him away, breathing unsteadily, and got into the car first, obviously confused.
"..." Li Zhongchen was in a daze and opened the door of the car.
Get into the familiar car and get on the co-driver.
The beckoning cats shook their heads in double decorations, the rearview mirror was hanging down, and the car aromatherapy was the one he was familiar with. Everything was the same as usual, but nothing changed.
One after another was speechless, Qiao Yan lightly stepped on the accelerator.
Originally a good birthday, because Li Zhongchen was disturbed again, it was inevitable to be upset.
But the countless sadness is only known to me. One and a half years is neither long nor short, and in the unfamiliar world, there are familiar breaths everywhere.
Both sides have changed a lot, and the lover at that time said that forgetting is too difficult.
Li Zhongchen's appearance is not the same.
He glanced sideways, only because Qiao Yan's blond hair was too conspicuous, and it made the other person's skin white. Coupled with the fact that he hasn't seen it for a long time, it is inevitable that he is in a trance, and there is an illusion that the people around him are not Qiao Yao, and even a sense of cheating suddenly arises.
... He still has to lie to himself, what's going wrong, I'm a fucking bachelor with Qiao Yan a long time ago, and now he's a golden bachelor.
High-end cars drive into urban roads.
It was in the rush hour and the traffic was heavy and the car drove very slowly.
Li Zhongchen said to ease the atmosphere: "But you should also have a good birthday. When can you not eat these fried junk food, you have to choose today."
Qiao Yan's tone sounded like he was angry: "But."
"..." Li Zhongchen silently swallowed the words that he wanted to take the other party to the restaurant, and asked softly, "Then what are you going to do these days? Are you still staying at MW after the rookie match?"
Qiao Yan looked straight ahead: "It has something to do with you?"
"Qiao Yan," Li Zhongchen was annoyed again, "Can we two have a good chat?"
Didi
He was greeted by Qiao Yan's single-handed long pressing of the horn, which added an even more irritating sound to the traffic jam.
Li Zhongchen inevitably frowned. He leaned against his back cushion and didn't want to speak anymore.
Qiao Yan was calm and tired.
His words were filled with serious refusal, nasal pantothenic acid: "I have nothing to talk to you, I have already said it very clearly."
It was always the same back then.
Qiao Yan was cold on the surface, but his heart was so soft that he couldn't even count as a knife-mouthed tofu heart.
The cruel words he said are actually not that lethal: "Li Zhongchen, it doesn’t matter what you are doing now, and you don’t bother to bother you with my business. Next time, you don’t have to meet with me and add a block to yourself, okay. no."
But accepting these words in full, Li Zhongchen's brother's sentence suddenly sounded in his mind: Little Qiao brother can't forget you, otherwise why would he choose to come back.
Yes, then why are you back again.
The configuration and teammates of the clubs in the US are top-notch. How good is it to stay in the US? If you can't let go of your old club, why don't you come back and not renew.
But the current state of both parties makes it difficult to talk about this topic calmly.
Qiao Yan has always been calm, but anger is rare. Why does it explode like this? Li Zhongchen can think of it no matter how stupid it is. He finally wants to explain it out loud.
"Isn't it just because you saw me hugging that little girl, I don't like women, don't you know?"
Li Zhongchen is too straightforward to think.
It's a pity that he will never realize this. It was the case in the past, and it is also the same now.
Qiao Yan's nose was sour, and he said nothing.
The differences in their personalities have caused too many problems. In fact, it is useless to say more, everyone knows.
The thoughts went back to seven years ago.
That year, Li Zhongchen was still in the SVG youth training team, and Qiao Ye was already an invincible star player at the time, with a promising future, and his whole body was radiant.
The day the SVG official announced the team was Qiao Yang's birthday.
Perhaps since then, many things have been developing in an uncontrolled direction, Li Zhongchen suddenly wanted to speak out, but his throat was so dumb