Bi Xie had never been in a proper relationship in her entire life before dying while climbing a mountain with her best friend.
She then made a contract with a gorgeous man who crawled out of ...
Bi Xie's mind went blank for a moment. What did Wei Zhaoye mean by this?
Is he trying to ask her whether she's closer to him or to Jiang Han?
Bi Xie pursed his lips and explained in a daze, "I don't date Jiang, nor do I say good morning or good night to her. Mr. Wei, I confessed to you not long ago. I'm not the kind of person who would cheat on someone. That day with Jiang was really just acting. Please don't misunderstand."
The phone went dead.
Bi Xie's lips twitched.
He hung up?
...
With just over a week left until the end of winter break, Bi Xie and Jiang Han's tutoring has reached its final stage.
However, Jiang Han's cold hadn't gotten better, so the two of them could only study in the living room. Their learning efficiency was also a bit lower than before. Fortunately, Jiang Han was probably really determined to get into the Imperial University of Beijing, so he studied very hard. In addition, he was smart, so he learned very quickly.
That day, after dinner, Bi Xie and Jiang Han leaned back on the sofa and played games to relieve stress, while Wei Zhaoye went upstairs as usual after finishing his dinner.
Having just finished a game, Bi Xie glanced at the second floor and, not seeing Wei Zhaoye, breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a strange sense of loss. Just as she was about to start a second game, a "request invitation" icon suddenly appeared on the game interface.
Bi Xie stared at the blank profile picture, his heart skipped a beat.
Jiang Han turned her head, her constellation earrings sparkling: "What's wrong? Let's move on to the next round."
Bi Xie hesitated for a moment: "I'll bring someone."
In just about a week, "I Don't Have a Girlfriend" had already reached the Glory King rank in the game, and Bi Xie's expression was somewhat subtle.
As soon as I joined the team, Jiang Han exclaimed, "I don't have a girlfriend!" "Is that the Bronze player? How did he get to Glory King? Holy crap, that's some serious ranking up speed!"
"Bro, can you turn on your mic?" Jiang Han turned on the team voice chat.
However, no one responded when he shouted "I don't have a girlfriend" several times.
Jiang Han said somewhat irritably, "So what if he reaches the Glory King rank? At this rank, everyone has skill; it's all about awareness and teamwork. How can you play without even using your microphone? Qin Xiaoxie, kick him out."
Bi Xie ignored Jiang Han's advice and pressed "Start Matchmaking".
On the character selection screen, someone posted "I don't have a girlfriend" asking for help to snag Yao.
Jiang Han cursed, "No Yao, no Yao, no Yao!!!"
After saying that, he looked at Bi Xie with a wronged expression: "He's just a freeloader. He must have paid someone to carry him to the King rank. Don't carry him next game. It's too hard to win when you're behind if you have Yao!"
Bi Xie chose Han Xin.
Jiang Han fell silent. Bi Xie had chosen Han Xin, so this game was practically a sure win.
Song Ma came over, and Bi Xie took a cup of hot fruit tea, thanked Song Ma, and then buried himself in his work.
Jiang Han was playing the top lane, while the marksman was a random player. Because the enemy Sun Shangxiang and Ming Shiyin were always linked together, the marksman was having a hard time and kept typing and complaining, "Don't I deserve to be a support?"
"Other players' supports always stick with their marksmen, but where is our support?"
"Support, is the jungler your dad?"
"..."
Bi Xie decisively blocked the archer's text and voice messages.
I don't know if Yao also blocked me or ignored me.
Han Xin, accompanied by Yao, constantly ganked and farmed. Sometimes, when Yao jumped down to refresh her shield, Han Xin would wait for Yao to attach herself to him.
When the two were hiding in the bushes, Yao would not use any skills to reveal their vision, and their teamwork was extremely seamless.
Five minutes later, the opposing marksman was completely outmatched and started typing all-out insults: "Han Xin and Yao are disgusting."