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    date="2021-10-19"

    title="Chapter 83:"

    weight="141152"

    series = ["My Ex-Boyfriend Became My Current Teammate"]

    mode = "manual"

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    Turning in the mobile phone, the schedule of the closed training match, unless Li Zhongchen can find a substitute for himself, otherwise there is no time to go out to see Shang Bo Lin.

    He can only try to ask the other person if he wants to come to the SVG base.

    But probably because of Qiu Yan, Bo Lin tactfully refused. Li Zhongchen had nothing to do, so he had to make an exception to ask Old Wang to borrow his mobile phone. In the evening, the cold wind was blowing downstairs in the base, and he was frozen into a fool. He talked to this boy on the phone.

    Bo Lin: "Are you crossing the catastrophe? Why does the wind over there sound a bit big?"

    Crossing the robbery would not be enough, it was true that his face was blown a little numb.

    Li Zhongchen: "..."

    Li Zhongchen: "I'm downstairs, stop by the convenience store."

    In Bo Lin's words: "Is it to hide from your object? Qiao Yan shouldn't know your relationship with me, right? It was seven or eight years ago to visit Uncle Li in the hospital."

    This sounded okay at first sight, strange.

    Li Zhongchen put his hands in his pockets and bowed his head towards the street. When he thought of the intricacies of destiny development beyond the control of human beings, he was a little bit emotional.

    Li Zhongchen smiled far-fetched: "He doesn't know, and there is no need to let him know before. It's me who disturbed you, Brother Bai."

    The superstar with full schedules can spare time to solve his worries, and Li Zhongchen also finds it incredible when he thinks about it.

    Back then, the father's ministering in unexpected circumstances was one thing. Years later, the fate was stacked on top of each other, and it was also a certainty that Li Zhongchen could contact his opponent on the initiative.

    "Don't bother, it's just that there hasn't been any intersection for so many years," Bo Lin said, "but you probably don't know, but I watched you come to the present with my own eyes."

    "Qiu Yan and you started to play at the same time. At the beginning, he played assault on the EOL team. You are already half a pillar in his brother-in-law's club. I know all of these. You have suffered far more than him."

    Li Zhongchen's white breath rose slowly.

    He seldom had a moment of conversation with older brothers like this. He was used to taking care of others. On the contrary, he was easily embarrassed and led the topic elsewhere: "It seems that Qiu Yan deceived me again. He should be with you. Live together."

    Bo Lin smiled and said: "Well, I separated from him for a while, but the situation is not like you and Qiao Yan."

    Li Zhongchen walked along the road under the warm yellow light, with a long shadow.

    Everything is as cold as an ice cellar without human visits. The weather forecast will snow tonight, once in a few years, but the intensity is not as strong as the heavy snow in the northern region.

    Bo Lin: "I'm very curious about the reason for your separation."

    Li Zhongchen: "There are many factors, I have a bad temper, and he is used to being bored with everything."

    "The most important thing is that something happened at that time. Although he said to believe me, he still misunderstood in his heart, thinking that I could abandon him and choose someone else."

    Li Zhongchen seemed to be looking for resonance: "I am ashamed to say that I was too late in the matter of love. What I thought was to respect his choice and not want to hurt him. Many problems appeared on my side. I didn't take care of his feelings, so the only thing I could do at the time of separation was not to disturb him."

    Bo Lin asked: "What happened later?"

    Li Zhongchen: "Later he came back. I stalked him and wanted him to look at me again, just looking at me, but in fact I should have known that he is more vulnerable than me and more unable to let go. He has never looked at anyone. ..."

    Li Zhongchen spoke to the point and stopped by the phone booth on the side of the road, looking lonely.

    After thinking about it for a long time, Bo Lin said, "I had contact with Qiao Yan in the United States. His state at that time surprised me. He wrote all his thoughts on his face, and everything seemed to paralyze himself. In fact, he was abroad. Older children shouldn’t be like this, especially when the two fathers in his family treat him very well."

    Li Zhongchen's heart trembled.

    The 24-hour convenience store emits warm lights in the long night, like a small container carrying the city's thousands of stories.

    The oden-boiled soup pot is bubbling, and the old man selling roasted sweet potatoes rides a tricycle, and the past is like a horse and flower. They are mixed with students studying on their own the next night, eating from the street to the end of the street.

    At that time, they were just ordinary teenagers of seventeen or eighteen years old. Wearing couple-style canvas shoes, Li Zhongchen would secretly kiss Qiao Yang's profile in a corner where no one noticed.

    Li Zhongchen’s throat was dry: "After we separated, he had a bad time, and so did I."

    He knows better than anyone about Joe's state in the US, but he can't guess what the lover who has penetrated into all aspects of his life thinks. He even dare not speculate, not dare to look at the other person, for fear that he will see it again. I'm stuck in my emotions and can't get out.

    But fortunately, the person in front of me is still my sweetheart, and both have learned to grow.

    Bolin also said, "He couldn't bear you, but he came back in the end."

    Li Zhongchen said: "Yes."

    At this point, Li Zhongchen did not expect Bo Lin to say: "We had a drink in New York. Qiao Yan was unconscious and was picked up by a friend. Because of the cooperation in work, my team and Ni Naru were the same after the meeting. Lu, I heard her call Qiao Yan's friend..."

    Li Zhongchen held his breath and waited for the other party's words.

    "Probably it was Ni Naru's friend who advised Qiao Yang not to let him watch the videos that you broadcast live in China," Bo Lin's memories stopped abruptly, "By the way, how is your relationship with Ni Naru?"

    "Not good," Li Zhongchen added, "not even very familiar."

    After hearing this, Bo Lin was silent for quite a while.

    Suddenly, catkin-like snowflakes quietly descended on the world, rustling down.

    Li Zhongchen was in a daze for a while. He stood on the side of an empty road and saw everything gradually stained with a thin layer of white sand. At the same time, the voice of people came from the endless traffic on the road——

    "It's snowing!"

    "It's really snowing! Dad, look!"

    The strong feeling that Li Zhongchen wanted to share was about to break out. The person who came to mind for the first time wanted to hold him and not let go, and wanted to see him soon and hug him tightly.

    It's a pity that the beautiful domesticated kitten is still fighting in the game late at night, not forgetting to eat Rosen's cake.

    Thinking of this, Li Zhongchen couldn't help laughing.

    Bo Lin asked over there, "I seem to hear someone say that it's snowing?"

    Li Zhongchen: "Yes, I guess it will be all night."

    The ancients have always said that Ruixue Zhaofeng years.

    In the snowy years ago, the SVG team had a fierce record and won countless trophies. No one knows how they look at it, but Li Zhongchen believes this is indeed a good sign.

    Bolin smiled and said: "The momentum is great, I wish your team will never move forward and win the championship."

    Li Zhongchen also felt that it was time to end the topic.

    His eyes were bright and clear, he strode towards the store, smiled and said, "Thank you, Brother Bo."

    Bo Lin was surprised by his politeness: "As for what you want to know, it is not difficult for me to find out for you here, but the list of the final group of your winner group has been out. You will play directly against OPW the day after tomorrow. You are sure before that. Do you need to know? Those things from our past..."

    "...I have heard Qiu Yan say more or less, but the e-sports circle is not as big as the entertainment circle. It is a rare thing to get stumbling from behind. The essence is to rely on strength to speak. What happened to you in Busan is more or less an accident."

    Li Zhongchen said, "After the game, come to our house for hot pot? Qiu Yan should also come."

    Bo Lin laughed and said: "It's going to be filming, besides, it's better not to meet him recently."

    Later they talked about some relationship issues and hung up the phone.

    At this point, what happened in Busan that year, the scars that have expired so far are also time to heal, whether it is physical or emotional, the details are really not that important to him.

    When Li Zhongchen checked out, he only bought himself a box of fresh mints, and went to the self-service checkout counter to scan a bunch of small cakes. He didn't care what kind of flavour Qiao Yan wanted. Anyway, he bought what he could buy first.

    Until he walked out of the store, he raised his head while holding the plastic bag, and he saw Qiao Yan who was panting and running straight from a distance.

    Qiao Yan has a thin profile and perfect proportions. In winter, wearing a knee-length coat and men's snow boots, he is gentle and clean, but has an almost weak beauty.

    It was only when he got closer that he noticed that Qiao Yan's white cheeks were flushed with cold, and he was pitiful.

    Li Zhongchen opened his arms and shouted: "It's snowing, be careful of falling."

    Qiao Yan also yelled from the air, "You also know it's snowing, why do you go out with only a coat on?"

    The snow flakes are getting denser, and at first they were only scattered.

    Looking around, even the iron fences on the street were stained with frost and snow, and the whiteness became one piece. The howling and icy wind suddenly became less annoying.

    Li Zhongchen approached more and more, but his footsteps became slower and slower.

    Until Qiao Yan hugged him firmly, and after a brief end of the hug, he took off his coat and wanted to put it on Li Zhongchen.

    But as the plastic bag suddenly landed, Qiao Yan's wrist was gently pinched and held——

    Li Zhongchen encircled his narrow waist and dropped a kiss on his lips, an extremely long and gentle kiss.

    Time is still, and under the sky of night, like white wings spread all over the sky.

    There are no passers-by returning home, and the traffic accidentally stops. Fortunately, you and I admire this first snow. If I hold you tightly this time, I will never let go.

    Qiao Yan smiled and quarreled with him: "Don't get tired of it, be careful not to be seen by others. After listening to me and Yao Tong, I want to eat cake, so I sneak out and buy it for me?"

    Li Zhongchen kept his arms around him, and smiled: "Well, let's go back."

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