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Ren Jian thought that Yu Qinghuan would be silent.

Unexpectedly, Yu Qinghuan's eyes suddenly turned red after he asked the sentence, "Do you have anything to say to me?"

His eyes were originally slightly red due to being drunk, but at the moment they were really red, like grievance and sadness falling into the depths of his pupils, hurting his eyes.

Yu Qinghuan stood up abruptly, his lips trembling slightly, he seemed to be trying hard to control his emotions, but he couldn't hold back his collapsing tone: "I have, I have a lot of things I want to tell you, since I made up my mind to confess in China Since that day, I have been holding back a lot of words to tell you. I have been dreaming for the past few days. I dreamed that after a few of us won the championship, everyone took off their headphones excitedly, jumped up from their chairs, and a few people shouted. We hugged, cheered and hugged, and the audience burst into applause, watching us create a legend, and then I saw you, you stood in front of me, and happily said to me, we won, we are champions…”

As he was talking, Yu Qinghuan's voice had tears in his voice, he choked up, and continued: "I answered you, I said, yes, we won, I can finally tell you what I have held back for a long time, and then I rushed To you, hold you tightly, I shouted loudly, I liked you during my tenure, you are the reason and reason why I came to TKOW team, now that I have won the championship, I can finally summon the courage to tell you. But... But we lost, we lost in the semi-finals..."

There were tears on Yu Qinghuan's face. He bit his lips blood red because of his unwillingness and remorse.

At this moment, Ren Jian suddenly stretched out his hand and gently held Yu Qinghuan's face. He paused every word to ensure that Yu Qinghuan could hear clearly.

"Yu Qinghuan, I like you too."

Yu Qinghuan was stunned, and looked up at Ren Jian blankly, as if he was about to collapse and cry, but he suddenly forgot how to cry.

"You like me too?" Yu Qinghuan repeated blankly.

Ren Jian smiled, with a hint of youthful innocence, he said affirmatively: "Well, I like it."

Yu Qinghuan stretched out his hands to hold Ren Jian's hands and wrists holding his cheeks, and he stammered, "I just said I liked, not admiration and worship."

Ren Jian replied, "I didn't say I liked it either."

Yu Qinghuan wanted to say something, but Ren Jian suddenly reached out and raised his chin, and kissed his lips very quickly. After the kiss, he even licked the corner of his mouth.

Yu Qinghuan was so frightened that he leaned back, his eyes widening.

Ren Jian thought that Yu Qinghuan couldn't get used to the too close contact because he was straight and bent, and was a little flustered: "What's the matter? Did you scare you..."

Yu Qinghuan clenched Ren Jian's wrist tightly and asked, "Aren't you going to feel sick to your stomach like this?"

Ren Jian said: "As long as I kiss fast enough, the physiological response can't keep up with me."

Yu Qinghuan laughed out loud, the flushing from the sadness just now was still dyed in the corner of his eyes, but at this moment it seemed a little unclear, Yu Qinghuan hesitated, and asked nervously: "Then, then... kiss again, okay? ?"

"Aren't you sad?" Ren Jian asked with a smile.

"It's sad after the kiss." Yu Qinghuan said.

Ren Jian sucked in his breath: "Are you still sad after kissing?"

How unattractive is he?

Yu Qinghuan plausibly said: "Sad is still sad, not blaming myself shows that I despise this competition, I need to put my attitude right, positive self-blame is a reflection on myself, it can turn arrogance into humility, it's a normal psychology... hiss. "

Ren Zhan tugged at Yu Qinghuan's face.

Yu Qinghuan murmured in pain, and quickly let go of his hand, but in the next second, Yu Qinghuan raised his head and leaned over to kiss him.

Although it was still a shallow kiss, it stayed for a long time, restraining himself to remember those times that would make him nauseous, and devoted himself to this kiss.

At this moment, Yu Qinghuan stretched out his tongue and gently licked Renjian's lower lip, and the soft, wet touch hit Renjian's heart.

Ren shuddered back in fright.

"Ah... I'm sorry, do you feel sick?" Yu Qinghuan asked in a panic, "Are you nauseated? Hurry up and drink some hot water?"

"No..." Ren Jian hesitated, "tongue...tongue..."

After he finished speaking, his cheeks flushed a little red.

"Ah..." Yu Qinghuan's face turned red.

The two did not dare to look at each other, one looked at the sky and the other at the ground.

"Uh... Or, take a rest early... Don't you have an exclusive interview tomorrow?" Yu Qinghuan said.

"Well, good." Ren Shi regained his calm in a timely manner, very deliberately showing a calm look.

Yu Qinghuan's face was getting redder and redder, and he didn't know if it was because of the alcohol.

Ren Jian sat on the sofa, listened to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, and gently rubbed his lips. It was only a few minutes ago, but he had already started to miss that soft touch.

An unreal feeling of dizziness rose up suddenly, and he pressed one hand against his temple for a while, and for no reason remembered the first time he mustered up the courage to confess, but in exchange for nearly two years of hardship.

Ren Zhan can still recall the feeling of helpless suffocation, like a fine steel wire slowly wrapping around the body, tightening little by little, like a long torture.

What will be waiting for him this time?

Inexplicably, I felt a little nauseated.

The unknown is always anxious, disturbing and frightening.

"I'm done washing, do you want to wash it?"

A cheerful voice suddenly appeared, interrupting Renjian's thoughts, Yu Qinghuan walked out of the bathroom, steaming all over, with a white towel hanging around his neck, his eyes were clear, and he was no longer drunk.

"Well, yes." Ren Jian suppressed his unease, stood up and walked into the bathroom.

The water washed away the tiredness of the body and also washed away the anxiety. After taking a shower, he walked out of the bathroom and was pulled by Yu Qinghuan's wrist to the side of the bed.

Ren Jian paused: "I'm not sure if I can... After all, I will have nausea..."

Yu Qinghuan: "Ah? What? I want to dry your hair for you."

Ren Jian's eyes dodged: "...cough, nothing."

"Come here." Yu Qinghuan asked Ren Jian to sit beside the bed, then picked up the hair dryer and stood to blow his hair.

The warm wind blew on his cheeks, and the fragrance of the shampoo lingered around, Yu Qinghuan's fingers stroked Ren Jian's forehead and behind his ears from time to time.

Feeling inexplicably relaxed, Ren Zhan slowly closed his eyes.

At this moment, Ren Jian heard Yu Qinghuan say.

"Any time! Thank you for liking me too!"

Ren Jian suddenly opened his eyes and looked up.

The world is hesitant, wandering for years, not knowing where to go.

Until later, he saw the warm light of the world in his eyes.