Chapter 18
"Ah!!!!! Why!! How did he die?! What the hell?!"
"Come again, come again, come again."
Qu Xing: "Don't come, let's leave it at that for today."
Jiang Lin suddenly slid over and held Qu Xing's legs.
Qu Xing: “!”
Jiang Lin howled, "Wuwuwuwuwu, no! Give me one more chance—"
Qu Xing was filled with fear and pulled his legs out with both hands: "Brother, you get up first. I'm a little scared of you like this."
Le Anyi was stunned: "What happened to Jiang Lin?"
"Him?" Even though He Weichen had expected this, he couldn't help but feel shocked: "He was mutated by Qu Xing."
"What kind of platoon are they in?"
He Weichen: "I don't know."
"You're already very good." Qu Xing couldn't move his legs, so he simply squatted down and looked Jiang Lin in the eye: "Don't be so anxious, we can practice tomorrow."
"Okay." Jiang Lin held onto Qu Xing's legs tightly and lay down on the ground with a look of despair.
They had only queued for a short while before being dragged into endless solo play. Qu Xing practically dug out every little detail of his laning style and potential mistakes in duo queue, hitting him with a support, then with an AD, simulating every situation over and over again.
Jiang Lin was horrified to discover that he often disappeared without doing anything. If he wanted to survive this man, he had to learn the details of his tricky and meticulous movements.
But is it so easy to learn??!
Jiang Lin has been competing in competitions for many years, but he has never seen a player like Qu Xing, who is so confusing to watch.
Of course, as Qu Xing's support, Jiang Lin had to admit that this kind of practice was necessary. Their new AD carry had a particularly aggressive style. This wasn't just any aggressive style; if executed well, it could quickly decimate the opponent, but if executed poorly, it could easily lead to both sides suffering losses or even a trade. Therefore, the control of positioning and details was extremely demanding. While Qu Xing himself managed it effortlessly, the support struggled to keep up.
So you have to practice.
Qu Xing's warm hands covered Jiang Lin's face and rubbed it: "It's okay, you just need to feel it more, you don't have to practice it completely."
Jiang Lin wanted to say something, but he had already been aroused by the desire to become a strong man.
Qu Xing: "It's hard to train with your brain capacity."
“…”
"All right."
Jiang Lin let go of his hand and collapsed on the ground for a while. Suddenly, he felt a terrible illness: "Ah!!!!!!!"
Qu Xing smiled and covered his mouth with both hands to silence him. Jiang Lin immediately began to act out, his eyes wide open as if he was about to suffocate, and he thrashed about, whimpering. Then his arms and legs froze in the air for a moment, motionless.
Zhou Si came back after a busy day and wanted to see his children. He saw Jiang Lin lying on the ground with his eyes rolled up, and Qu Xing kneeling beside him, pretending to perform CPR.
After a pause, he said, "What happened?"
Le Anyi shouted, "The little AD is bullying our old support!"
"Don't scare Xingxing." Zhou Si said coldly, "Get up, get up."
Jiang Lin was acting with all his heart, without any motivation. Qu Xing saw that he was unconscious and pretended to give him artificial respiration.
Jiang Lin's eyelashes trembled, and before he could dodge, Qu Xing was picked up from behind by a hand.
Qu Xing smelled a pleasant scent of shower gel, turned around, and met Ling Yin's smiling gaze: "What are you doing?"
Qu Xing: "...Give Linlin artificial respiration."
Ling Yin lowered his eyes and glanced at Jiang Lin, who was looking alert. "He is alive and well."
Qu Xing was speechless and asked, "Then what are you doing?"
"I'm stopping you from kissing anyone casually." Ling Yin released his hand, "It would be bad if you get infected with some virus."
Jiang Lin, who was said to have the virus, just turned over calmly and sighed sadly: "Alas——"
He hasn't gotten over the shadow of his solo performance with Qu Xing yet.
"Dazzling, come out for a moment and tell you something." Zhao Hui said standing at the door.
"Oh, here it comes."
Qu Xing left, leaving everyone in the training room with strange looks.
Ling Yin glanced at Zhou Si, who had the strangest look in his eyes, and said, "Speak."
"Tsk." Zhou Si shook his head: "It's okay, I was wondering how your parents would accept the fact that you are gay."
"No, my dear little Yinzi." Le Anyi questioned, "Do you really like Qu Xing? That kind of like?"
"It seems so." Ling Yin admitted without any psychological burden and sat back in his seat.
Le Anyi: “Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk.”
Le Anyi: "So, are you planning to pursue him?"
Zhou Si: "What the hell, don't let him interfere with my AD's game. I'll chase him after he retires."
Ling Yin passed him by: "Do you want to give me some advice?"
Zhou Si: “…”
Le Anyi chuckled and said, "Based on my experience of early love in junior high school..."
"You'd better stop talking." Ling Yin started the next game with an expressionless face.
Le Anyi: “Hey!”
Zhou Si stood there in deep thought for a while, and suddenly heard a voice coming from under his feet: "It's okay, Fourth Master, think about it, if this is successful, Qu Xing will stay in DL forever, and it will be a painless contract renewal."
Zhou Sixin said that was true, and lowered his head and said, "Why are you still on the ground?"
Jiang Lin: "I want to cool down."
"Don't catch a cold." Zhou Si followed him out, half muttering to himself, "It's time for dinner. Don't go down too late. You have to eat on time, okay? We hired such a good chef, but he's still not very active in eating all day long. Especially that He Weichen..."
"...If that doesn't work, ask a psychologist to take a look at you."
He Weichen knew that Zhou seemed to be capable of doing this, so he quickly stood up, kicked Jiang Lin, and left.
Jiang Lin's mind was spinning with details of the solo, when he suddenly realized something: "Holy shit."
Ling Yin: "What?"
"Is Qu Xing an alien?" Jiang Lin flipped through the pages excitedly.
"..." Ling Yin silently adjusted his headphones to block out the voice of this idiot.
Why hasn't this match been scheduled yet?
Ling Yin moved the mouse slightly.
"Hey." Jiang Lin snatched Ling Yin's earphones off and canceled his game. "It's time to eat, and you're still waiting in line."
Jiang Lin: "Listen to me."
Ling Yin nodded seriously, meeting Jiang Lin's serious expression: "Yeah."
"Have you ever had a solo with him?" Jiang Lin asked.
"It's considered a solo experience."
"Do you think he can read minds? Really?" Jiang Lin said, both excited and horrified. "Not only can he read minds, but I also suspect he's not a carbon-based creature, but a silicon-based one. He has a chip in his head that can accurately calculate various values. An AI human."
"Yeah." Ling Yin nodded in agreement.
Jiang Lin's eyes widened immediately: "You too..."
"Don't you think it's a bit of a waste of talent for a creature like this to just play League of Legends?" Ling Yin said seriously, "He should pursue something bigger."
Ling Yin: "Should we send him to the research institute?"
"That won't work." Jiang Lin said, "Have you asked Xiao Xingxing for her opinion? You still say you like him, what a scumbag."
Ling Yin sighed and stood up: "Eat, child."
"I'm serious." Jiang Lin pulled Ling Yin into the elevator. "I'm not saying there's really mind reading or a chip, it's just that feeling, do you understand?"
Ling Yin smiled and said, "I understand."
Jiang Lin: "It's like we use our feelings to make a rough calculation, but he really calculates."
Jiang Lin: "That's horrible! How is this different from cheating?"
After dinner, the clown rode his skateboard around like a cat patrolling its territory. Ling Yin could feel the cat's gaze occasionally turning towards him.
After a while, the steady sound of a skateboard's wheels approached. Qu Xing's body temperature pressed against him.
"Is it delicious?" Qu Xing sat next to him.
"It's delicious." Ling Yin glanced at him and asked, "Did you make this?"
Qu Xing: “No.”
Ling Yin laughed: "Then what are you asking?"
“…”
Qu Xing stared at him for a while, then moved closer, his eyes sparkling: "Feng Shen, can I still sleep with you tonight?"
Ling Yin refused without hesitation: "No."
"Hmph." Qu Xing left him dejectedly: "Stingy."
Qu Xing began to mentally consider how to get Ling Yin to agree. He wasn't fully conscious yesterday and didn't remember anything. He felt like he'd been wronged.
After a while, Qu Xing strolled over again: "Didn't I already tell you I'd sell myself to pay off my debt? I'll give you the reward, but you still don't agree?"
Ling Yin suppressed a laugh: "That was the price last night."
“…”
Qu Xing: "You're so expensive."
Ling Yin curled his lips: "After all, this is not my main job."
Qu Xing left unwillingly again.
As usual, the two youngest people would train last during night training.
It was a little after two in the morning, and sleepiness was creeping in. Qu Xing stood up, stretched, and walked behind Ling Yin to watch him fight for a while.
Ling Yin's keyboard was a deep black, almost pale against the surface of his fingers. He didn't lift his fingertips very high to type, simply sliding across the keyboard before pressing down. His movements were fluid and as pleasing to the eye as he was.
After he finished his round, Qu Xing asked, "Do you want to play again?"
Ling Yin looked back at him and stopped when he was about to make another move.
"I don't want to play anymore." Ling Yin turned off the game.
They went up one floor and walked up the stairs instead of taking the elevator. Qu Xing followed Ling Yin, staring at his hands.
I don't know why I really want to touch it.
Then Qu Xing touched it.
Ling Yin suddenly stopped, lowered his eyes to look at his hands, then turned to Qu Xing.
Qu Xing lowered his head, revealing only the back of his furry gray...purple...blue head. He first pinched Ling Yin's fingertips, finding them pleasant, and then rubbed his entire hand vigorously.
Ling Yin: “…”
He slowly pulled his hand out and looked at Qu Xing teasingly: "What are you doing?"
Qu Xing hadn't finished touching his hand yet. Ling Yin's expression was so good-looking that he couldn't help but hold his hands and rub his face. After rubbing, he let out a comfortable sigh: "It feels so good."
Ling Yin's heart itched and his teeth itched at his touch, he wanted to grab this person and crush him to get revenge. But in the end, he restrained himself and reached out to rub the man's hair.
Qu Xing reacted almost subconsciously, tilting his head to the side and nimbly moving out of the way.
Ling Yin's hand paused in mid-air for a moment, then suddenly turned and pinched Qu Xing's face.
"ah--"
Qu Xing rubbed his face, took a few steps forward and followed, "You're so cruel, brother."
Ling Yin didn't say anything.
"Can't I sleep with you? Tonight?"
Ling Yin lowered his eyes: "Go to your room and sleep."
Walking to the door of the room. Qu Xing still refused to give up: "I didn't even see what your room looked like yesterday."
Meeting his starry eyes, Ling Yin almost gave in. The memory of yesterday's torture suddenly hit her, and she tilted her head: "No need to see."
Qu Xing nodded and stopped pestering: "Good night."
"Good night." Ling Yin turned around.
Qu Xing didn't move behind him, with a slight curl of his lips. He found the right moment for Ling Yin to open the door and slipped in lightly.
I only had time to see that it was a small living room. The fragrant aroma from Ling Yin's room had barely penetrated my nose half a centimeter. Suddenly, my waist tightened, and then my feet lifted off the ground. The scene before my eyes circled and returned to the hallway. As my feet landed, the door behind me closed. There was even a click as it locked.
Qu Xing met Le Anyi's gaze as he changed into pajamas and opened the door.
Le Anyi: "..." What should I do if there is a little AD who wants to climb into the captain's bed every day? And Ling Yin Zhenzhuang.
Qu Xing suddenly leaned back against Ling Yin's door. The place where Ling Yin had hugged him still felt a strong touch. His eyes wandered: "Ah, what should I do?"
Le Anyi: "What's wrong?"
Qu Xing sighed softly, "How can there be such a charming person in the world?"
Le Anyi: “…”
The sensor light suddenly went out because no one moved. In the darkness, Le Anyi felt that this was suddenly magical. He had never seen such a situation in his life. Let alone two men, even if it was just a man and a woman, he had only seen relationships develop so quickly and smoothly in movies abroad, where they met and had sex the next day.
A myriad of emotions washed over him, and coupled with the absolute silence at the moment, Le Anyi, still feeling sleepy, said calmly, "It's okay, he loves you."
"Okay." Qu Xing smiled faintly as he left Ling Yin's room. The sensor light came back on. He turned back and walked into his own room. "Good night."
Le Anyi: "Good night..."
"…Have a baby soon."
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