The e-sports god is set up by others

Chapter 252 Xiao Xiaoyan, Do You Think I'm Dead?
A very cold snow fell in Cheung Chau, and the windows were covered with a layer of mist, making it hard to see how much snow was falling outside the windows.

But from the snowflakes on Su Zhe's shoulders when he entered the door, Xiao Yan could still tell that it was really cold.

Lu Ziye will not come.

Changzhou is too cold, the young master hates the snow in Changzhou, Xiao Yan still remembers that Lu Ziye complained more than once.

On the day of the New Year's Eve, they will not come all the way.

Usually when Su Zhe talks to her, he will always feel a little bit jealous.

Xiao Yan only thought that he was speaking in anger.

After hanging up the phone, Xiao Yan ate as usual.

Xiao Fugui chatted with Su Zhe when it was mentioned that Su Zhe also went to Linshi.

Facing Xiao Fugui's bright eyes that were exactly the same as Xiao Yan's, he hesitated for a moment, but said calmly, "I went to the club where Yanyan is."

After finishing speaking, Su Zhe seemed a little awkward, lowered his head and took a big mouthful of rice slowly.

Xiao Fugui was slightly stunned, and looked at his own girl.

She was concentrating on fighting the roast chicken, her round apricot eyes were shining, ignorant and beautiful, her hands were covered with oil, and she stuffed it into her mouth without caring about her image.

It seemed that he was completely unaware of Su Zhe's obvious intentions.

Xiao Fugui could only laugh dryly, "It's good to be in the same club, and we can have a support."

Fortunately, my girl is beautiful and juicy, otherwise this slow reaction, what can I do in the future.

After dinner, a fireworks show was held in the town.

After all, it is a remote area, but there are not as many rules and regulations as in the city. It is still possible to set off fireworks during the Chinese New Year.

Xiao Yan was too full to eat, and she also had the idea of ​​going out for a walk.

Xiao Fugui saw Su Zhe really looked pitiful, so he pushed her to go out with Su Zhe.

After thinking about it, Xiao Yan agreed.

She thought about whether to tell the young master, and then sent him a message, but Lu Ziye didn't reply for a long time, so she stuffed her phone in her pocket and went out.

The fireworks show is held once a year, just in time for the Chinese New Year. Although the weather is cold, it is still snowing.

But still can not obliterate the enthusiasm of the villagers.

The streets and alleys are full of simple people wearing new clothes, with simple and clean smiles on their faces.

When they saw Xiao Yan, they didn't recognize him in a daze.

The girl was wearing a snow-white fleece sweater, with a delicate and beautiful face. Snowflakes fell on her curled eyelashes, and when she smiled with her eyes bent, it melted into drops of water.

The little girl who was mischievous and mischievous when she was young is now a quiet and gentle girl, her smile is as sweet as cotton candy.

Su Zhe followed the crowd and looked into her eyes, only then did he dare to look at her openly.

His heartbeat was a little fast, even uncontrollable.

He understood that the girl in front of her already had a boyfriend, and he shouldn't take the initiative to disturb her.

However, my heart was still agitated. When his parents asked to visit, they still couldn't help volunteering.

All he missed was this smile.

Even if she stood quietly.

Fireworks were set off in the sky and exploded in the sky.

Xiao Yan heard Su Zhe's light and shallow voice, "Yanyan, do you remember what I told you?"

The noise of people and the sound of fireworks overwhelmed his voice.

Xiao Yan didn't hear the next sentence he continued to say.

She asked in a daze, "Huh?"

Su Zhe lowered his eyes and shook his head.

He said, "It's all right."

I said that when I grow up, I will marry you.

You say, good.

~

The fireworks went on for a long time, illuminating the entire sky.

The night in Cheung Chau is like a gift from nature, as beautiful as a painting.

The curling air of cooking smoke rose slowly in the night sky.

Xiao Yan was too tired from walking, so she sat in the small pavilion to rest. Su Zhe brought her a cup of hot milk, and the little girl warmed her hands obediently.

Su Zhe looked at her silently.

"Drink while it's hot."

Xiao Yan nodded, she stretched out her hand to unscrew the bottle cap, but her hands were a little stiff from the cold, so she didn't unscrew it.

Su Zhe directly reached for the milk bottle and unscrewed it for her easily.

"Thank you."

Xiao Yan took the milk and drank it in small sips.

She turned her head, looked at the sky, and took pictures of beautifully blooming fireworks with her camera.

Su Zhe looked at her with gentle eyes, only feeling that this scene was amazingly beautiful.

Back in his hometown, the girl he likes sat next to him on New Year's Eve, with familiar laughter and laughter, as if everything was worth it.

He took off his coat and gently covered her shoulders.

Raising his eyes, his eyes met the figure under the street lamp.

A young man with a slender figure, covered in dusty snowflakes, his facial features were cold and delicate, a little red from the cold, and his shadow was dragged long by the street lamps.

A pair of emotionless eyes, dark and deep, like ice.

Su Zhe's fingers trembled slightly.

The beautiful picture was shattered in an instant.

For some reason, just looking at Lu Ziye in the eyes always makes people exude an inexplicable sense of inferiority from the inside out.

It's like meeting the face of a born emperor.

Even though the young man under the lamp was silent, it seemed that he had been delayed.

Xiao Yan hadn't noticed Lu Ziye's existence yet, she looked at the clothes on her shoulders, took them off and returned them to Su Zhe.

"Thank you, but I don't need it, you'd better put it on, don't catch a cold."

Su Zhe looked at her silently, and finally took his clothes.

But it was on the arm, and it was not put on.

Xiao Yan was a little surprised, "Why aren't you wearing it?"

The sound of the wind and snow was loud, and Su Zhe said in a tone that only two people could hear, almost whispering, "I just twisted the cap of the bottle, and my hand has cramps."

Xiao Yan looked at him in disbelief.

"Then—" she hesitated.

Su Zhe was looking forward to her actions, and even had bad thoughts in his heart.

I only heard Xiao Yan say, "You have to go to the hospital to have a look. You must have practiced too often and hurt your hand. Otherwise, how could you twist a bottle cap and your hands would cramp?"

Su Zhe: "..."

Although it wasn't what I wanted to hear, her voice was as soft as a spring breeze, and Su Zhe couldn't get angry at all.

Looking at the young man under the street lamp, Xiao Yan turned his back to Lu Ziye, still ignorant.

He saw Lu Ziye walking towards this side with long legs.

Su Zhe suddenly felt an inexplicable panic and a faint impulse. Once this kind of thought takes root, it will be difficult to control.

He raised his voice and asked, "Yanyan, have you told Uncle Xiao that you are with Lu Ziye?"

Lu Ziye paused slightly.

Snowflakes fell all over his body profusely, and he walked through the wind and rain without feeling cold all the way.

I only heard two words in the girl's soft voice, "No."

The footsteps stopped in place, and the bone was cold in an instant.

Su Zhe pursed his lips lightly, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his lips. He almost expected that the young master would leave angrily in the next second.

In the next second, a slender figure appeared in front of him.

Although her eyebrows were cold, her voice was full of grievances.

"Xiao Xiaoyan, do you think I'm dead?"

(End of this chapter)