When an Alpha is Marked by One of His Own Kind

"Boom boom."

When Lu Zhe teased Shen Qiao and the BLX assistant when they were happy, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of someone knocking on his desk, and the muffled sound faintly passed into the soundproof earphones, seeming to remind himself that there was something to say politely.

The smile on his lips remained undiminished, and he said without looking back, "No time."

Zhou Da's mouth and neck were elongated, and he groped his head and glanced at his game page like a big stupid goose. He caught Lu Zhe's game ID with his standard 5.3 vision in every physical examination, and then suddenly retracted. His neck looked at Lu Zhe up and down with complicated expressions.

five minutes later-

Lu Zhe regretfully discovered that the other side had surrendered again. He let out a breath and began to wonder how he teased Shen Qiao to say a few more words this time.

"Boom boom boom!" Zhou Dazui couldn't bear his loneliness, and this time he knocked on Lu Zhe's table corner harder.

This time he finally got a stingy look from the captain of his own team, but the corners of the opponent's lips were brightly impatient: "Please elaborate your central idea in fifteen words."

Zhou Dazui: "..." He couldn't help but utter his tongue: "Are you the devil?"

Lu Zhe smiled and reminded: "There are ten words left."

Zhou Dazui couldn't help but spread his wings on the verge of death: "Does your id have a story?"

Lu Zhe was unmoved: "Three."

Zhou Dazui: "..."

Feeling the cold knife found in Lu Zhe's gentle eyes, Zhou Dazui tried to suppress his instincts, and squeezed out the last three: "I...Shen Qiao..."

Taking advantage of the queue time for the game, Qian Bao conscientiously closed his eyes to do eye exercises, shaving his temples and interjecting: "Wrong, you, Zhou Dazui!"

Zhou Dazui: "..."

Lu Zhe: "..."

He smiled lightly, fixed his fingertips on the table regularly, showing a pretty smile enough to go to a bar business, and said to Zhou Dazui: "Congratulations, Manager Zhou, once again you succeeded in lowering my tolerance for you. degree."

Zhou Dazui was panicked when he heard that he was calling his manager seriously. Although his Beta would not be affected by Alpha's pheromone, when Lu Zhe laughed like this, he felt a suffocation, as if the air was invisible. Quietly squeeze him, so that his knees are not consciously softened.

He cleared his throat, watched Shang Lu Zhe's gaze carefully, watched his reaction and said, "The club wants me to try to dig Shen Qiao."

Upon hearing this, even Lao Su and Er Hua quietly pulled out the earphones, revealing one ear—

LPL players all know that Lu Zhe and Shen Qiao are not in harmony. The specific reasons are untestable, but the person's evasion of the other has reached the point where he can't hear the other's name, just like Lu Zhe did just now.

Will Lu Zhe agree to dig Shen Qiao to play the single position?

…

"Sorry."

After half an hour, after Lele left, he washed his face with cold water and sat back in front of the computer to practice jungling again. Shen Qiao received a call. When he heard the content of the call, he lowered his eyes and looked at the black. The keyboard, a drop of water that could be dried in the future slowly slipped along his brow bone, and when it crawled over the corner of his eye, it fell along with his words.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and then, Shen Qiao seemed to be awakened by some movement, and his brows were clearly frowned, but the rustling voice was rare and cramped, and he even slowed down a few times because of his polite words: " Thanks for your love, but...I don’t think I would consider DG."

As if afraid that the other party would say more words to shake his determination, Shen Qiao repeated monotonously and persistently in the other party's voice: "Thank you, no need, goodbye."

"beep-"

Zhou Dazui looked at the hung-up phone in amazement, looked at Lu Zhe who followed him out of the training room and stood beside him with his arms in his arms. He was surprised and said: "There are other teams giving him a hand. Olive branch? Why did he hang up without even listening to salary and treatment?"

"You pin him for the three consecutive refusals,'thank you','no need', and'goodbye'. I reasonably suspect that he promoted me as a liar. No, I will try another one..."

Lu Zhe stood by the ventilated window and listened to the whole process. He always looked out of the window with his cheeks half-side, and a strand of broken hair beside his ears, the line of his jaw was softly shiny by the lights in the corridor, but he looked at the black eyes outside the window. The inside is heavy, and the whole person looks cold and gentle, like a complex of contradictions.

Zhou Dazui noticed Lu Zhe's expression when he called, and he could see his indifference to the result from his posture, but Zhou Dazui didn't care.

In fact, when he made that request, Lu Zhe did not object to him already very surprised.

Even if the other party had a strange sense of provocation at the time, Zhou Dazui didn't dare to act rashly at the first time: "You can try."

Zhou Dazui blinked his eyes, thinking that Lu Zhe was threatening him with an irony, so he hesitated whether to turn around and persuade the higher-ups to forget it. Even Zhou Dazui himself felt that Shen Qiao's strength was at least better than that of the DG second team. When sitting on the bench, perhaps the liquidated damages and salary that have been negotiated do not need to be too high—

However, LOL is not a one-person game. Team cooperation is very important. The club would rather have a single order, rather than choose someone who has enemies with Lu Zhe.

Because he is the strongest jungler in LPL, he led DG to win the summer and world championships last year, and now he has the demeanor of "the league's first jungler".

To put it bluntly, Lu Zhe is the core player that DG needs to keep without hesitation, and his requirements will be considered by the senior management.

…

"No need to fight." At this moment, Lu Zhe turned his head, cast his eyes on the screen of Zhou Dazui's phone, and said faintly: "You call him, he won't agree."

Zhou Dazui is keenly aware that there is hidden information in these words: "Why? Because there is a festival between you?"

Lu Zhe stopped talking about this issue, but suddenly jumped to the topic: "Tomorrow I will ask for a day off."

Zhou Dazui: "..."

Zhou Dazui: "What's the reason?"

Lu Zhe took a deep look at him, then slowly raised his lips, "Go find a new order for DG."

Zhou Dazui calmly stared at him, and after a while, said indifferently: "No, I reasonably suspect that you want to be lazy and fish-"

Lu Zhe turned around, waved his hand at him, and replied cheerfully, "Thank you, Manager Zhou."

Behind him came a slightly broken answer: "When I need me, I am Manager Zhou. When I don't need me, I become a big mouth. You Alphas are all love liars."

…

The next day.

When Shen Qiao's door was knocked, he was still not awake.

The thick curtains in the room cut off the bright sunshine outside, the dark room was filled with just the right sleepiness, his eyelids drooped listlessly, his aura was sluggish and lazy when he opened the door, and his voice was like this: "...what's the matter?"

Lele looked at him with a particularly complicated expression: "Someone is looking for you."

Shen Qiao lazily moved his brows, and silently motioned for him to go down.

Lele gave the answer: "Lu Zhe of DG." After speaking, he quickly inquired: "Did you...how did you mess with him recently? Why did he come here?"

Shen Qiao's gaze stagnated for a moment.

Afterwards, he stood up straight and threw a sentence: "I don't know, I went back to sleep, don't knock on my door before training."

Lele asked at the closed door: "Then you won't meet him?"

Shen Qiao's voice came through the door panel: "Let him roll."

Lele: "..."

Shen Qiao waited behind the door for a while. He heard Le Le's footsteps going away, and felt an unreasonable irritability for no reason. He couldn't get rid of this emotion for a while, and subconsciously wanted to find a cigarette case. It was on the table and drawer next to the bed. After flipping for a while, only three empty boxes were found.

The cigarette is out.

He sat on the bed for a few minutes with complete drowsiness. He guessed that Lu Zhe should leave, got up to wash at will, changed a hooded sweater, took a pair of light blue jeans, and walked downstairs.

The moment Shen Qiao stepped out of the base's gate, he noticed something was wrong. He paused. When he looked to the left, the figure of the incoming person was already blocked behind him with the breath of cedar.

Lu Zhe's voice with a clear smile fell on Shen Qiao's ears like a murmur, splashing in the snow behind his ears:

"Hide, then hide, you can hide from me forever if you have the ability."

Shen Qiao froze for a while.

He thought that he was covering up well, so he deliberately disobeyed Lu Zhe's words and continued, but kept his back to him and asked, "What are you doing?"

Lu Zhe smiled, his nose fell slightly on the same skin of Shen Qiao again, he was about to step forward and stretched a distance, but Lu Zhe hooked his neck with his backhand, and Shen Qiao reflexively raised his right elbow and wanted to hit it back. Go, and at the moment he came into contact with Lu Zhe, he reduced his strength, and in the end he just resisted.

At the same time, Lu Zhe's answer came a little closer, and his breath was sprayed into his ear: "I heard you don't want to come to DG?"

Shen Qiao snorted: "Be confident and remove the word'heard'."

Lu Zhe: "Oh."

He said: "You don't want to come, I want you to come."

Shen Qiao paused, looked at the green belt outside the base door, saw the red and yellow flowers interlaced, and repeated the question asked during the hospital meeting that day: "Lu Zhe, are you sick?"

Lu Zhe laughed. Because the two were so close at the moment, Shen Qiao could clearly detect his slightly trembling chest.

It took a long time for Lu Zhe to stop laughing and replied, "Yes."

The cedar scent of the person behind him was heavy, as if the pine branches covered with snow were overwhelmed and broken, with pine needles full of trees buried unreasonably, so that Lu Zhe’s voice was obviously gentle, but Shen Qiao’s voice was so gentle. I heard the chill in the bones:

"I am sick."

"I was ill when I agreed to break up with you. I haven't gotten better in the past few years. I'm almost dying."

Lu Zhe was quiet for a few seconds, and then suddenly spoke again, but he whispered: "Jojo."

Hearing this name, the little finger of Shen Qiao's left hand, which was hanging beside him, shook slightly like a spasm.

With his eyelids half drooping, he heard Lu Zhe smile and ask, "Will you come to save me?"

The author has something to say:

Bian Que Sanlian: Can't save it, wait for death, next one.

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