The e-sports god is set up by others

Chapter 247 The boy she loves is proud and dazzling, unparalleled in the world
In the night sky, the hazy moonlight hangs in the sky, as if covered with a layer of veil.

Snowflakes began to fall in the sky again, and the white snowflakes fell crystal clear. Lu Ziye was taking a taxi with his mobile phone.

Xiao Yan was a little sobered by the cold wind and snowflakes, thinking in his chaotic mind what it meant to celebrate his birthday.

She watched Lu Ziye's slender fingers slide across the screen, and spoke absent-mindedly.

"My birthday is still early, many months away."

Lu Ziye didn't move his eyes. After taking the taxi, he replied to the message from Wu Jian on his mobile phone.

And Lin Yuwei's SMS bombardment.

The voice replied lightly, "Well, I know."

After my 19th birthday, I feel less guilty... right?

He absently replied to the message.

After thinking about it, the little girl's own opinion is the most important. Although he is occasionally inappropriate, he still respects her.

It's true, he was handled to death.

Xiao Yan looked at the screen of the young master's mobile phone.

He also replied to a female commentator who showed his favor to him, although it was only an emoticon package.

But usually he never cares about these news.

Snowflakes hit the top of the head, melted by the body temperature, turned into ice water and fell into the hair, and the thoughts gradually became clear.

The little girl drooped her head, hanging low.

The young man lowered his eyes halfway, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his whole body was full of unruly indifference, completely different from the usual connivance and pampering.

So she took the initiative to apologize.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have kicked you."

Lu Ziye raised his eyes and glanced at her. He didn't react too much. In fact, he didn't take her kicking seriously at all.

He pulled up the coat on her body. Although his face was expressionless, his movements were still gentle.

"fine."

His eyes fell on the wound on the corner of the little girl's lips, his eyes trembled, he licked his lips, and looked away.

He secretly scolded himself as a beast in his heart.

The little girl reached out to pat the ashes on his waist.

Lu Ziye grabbed her hand subconsciously. The little girl was wearing his clothes, which were extra thick.

The palm of his hand was warm and soft, but he himself was a little cold, his hand was too cold.

Lu Ziye quickly let go of her hand, "I'll wash it when I get back, no need to pat it."

Xiao Yan looked at him for a while.

The boy under the moonlight is as handsome as a cold sculpture, his facial features are exquisite and cold, and when he is expressionless, he is cold and prickly.

The snowflakes fell on the slender eyelashes, and they didn't melt into water droplets. It was still white snow on them, cold and delicate.

She let out a low oh.

I couldn't tell what it was like for a while.

After a while, the taxi came.

The two sat in the car, the lively and lively atmosphere in the past seemed to be turned off today, silent and speechless.

Until the car stopped at the gate of the base.

The two got out of the car, and the base was brightly lit, exuding warm heat in the cold moonlight.

Xiao Yan didn't move forward, but stopped at the spot where he got off the car.

Lu Ziye stood beside her and did not move. Snowflakes fell one after another, hitting the tops of the two of them.

"Why don't you leave?" Lu Ziye asked first.

Xiao Yan just stood still, letting the snowflakes fall on her body, she raised her head blankly, her thoughts were still in chaos.

Xiao Yan looked at him in the heavy snow, and whispered in a daze, "You didn't hold my hand."

The corner of Lu Ziye's lips could not help but twitch slightly.

He stretched out his hand to hold her soft little hand, and let it go quickly, "My hand is cold."

Xiao Yan grabbed him, "Then I'll warm you up."

Was Lu Ziye afraid that she would catch a cold? Shi Si said that the medicine had serious side effects.

During the menstrual period, I took medicine, drank alcohol, and caught the cold in a snowy day.

Lu Ziye just wanted to let her go back to her room early and have a good sleep.

So he withdrew his hand.

"Come on, let's go back first."

The little girl stared blankly at her empty palm.

Suddenly, her heart felt sour, and her eye sockets became hot.

The oncoming snowflakes completely blew away her remaining drunkenness.

The boy's particularly hoarse voice emerged in his mind.

"I'm really trying."

"In those few days, I practiced until six o'clock in the morning. When I was suspended, I changed my number and continued to play until I couldn't lift my fingers."

"I'm your boyfriend, not someone else."

"You don't believe me do you?"

no.

Obviously not like this.

"Lu Ziye, don't you mean you won't treat me well in the future?"

Lu Ziye almost laughed angrily at this little heartless boy.

"When did I treat you badly?"

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and the tip of her nose was a little sour.

"You call me a liar, you don't like me anymore."

Xiao Yan didn't like this title, and she wouldn't be so wronged under the stimulation of alcohol.

Her mind is full of the love and affection that the young master treats her on a daily basis.

Even if he broke his favorite watch, he didn't get angry at all. Instead, he cared about whether her hand was hurt first.

She didn't know he would be so angry.

Some don't know what's wrong, and some have unspeakable grievances.

Gently tugging at the corner of his clothes, his voice was slightly nasal, like an abandoned child.

"I'm not a liar, so don't ignore me."

Lu Ziye paused slightly.

Her voice was a little hoarse, and she leaned over to rub her long hair, "Brother is just teasing you."

"I didn't mean to lie to you..."

Xiao Yan's eyes were moist, and tears fell uncontrollably.

Holding back her tears, she said sobbingly, "I just... just don't want to hurt you."

She tried her best to organize her words, but she was a little incoherent.

"I want to fight well, but I don't know what to do... I'm afraid you guys will disappoint me, I don't want you guys to disappoint me."

In the past two years, she has been extremely lonely and cold.

After finally having a warm place, facing their pampering and love, she was clumsy and didn't know how to respond, but just wanted to do what she could.

Besides, she promised her boy to give him the championship.

She crossed thousands of mountains and rivers to come to him from the mountains.

The boy she loves is proud and dazzling, unparalleled in the world.

He deserves all the glory in this world.

Lu Ziye's eyes trembled, it was rare that his thoughts were slow and clumsy, it was the first time he felt that.

He is really not human.

Lu Ziye stretched out his hands and gently wrapped them around her slender shoulders.

Take the little one in your arms.

He gently followed her back comfortingly, as if he was about to blurt out a lot of words, but he didn't know what to say.

He closed his eyes and coaxed in a low voice, "Don't cry."

It's okay not to coax, but once coaxed, Xiao Yan's tears fell even more fiercely.

Swarms of pearls hit the back of his hand, and the heat was so hot that it almost burned the back of his hand.

The temperature of the snowflakes in winter was bitingly cold, and the little girl in her arms was unusually warm and soft. She was always hot.

Including the little girl with shofar braids he saw for the first time.

Holding his cold hands, the soft hands warmed the whole winter night.

Lu Ziye heard her crying nasal voice.

"Then you still... like me?"

(End of this chapter)