Chapter 46
Seeing that his tears had not yet stopped, Ling Yin suddenly sat up straight, leaned over and kissed the tears on Qu Xing's face one by one, his heart trembling with fear. He hugged him tightly, and spoke anxiously, even using Qu Xing's tone: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"
Why?
She was fine just now. The same thing happened the last time I confessed my love to her, she suddenly burst into tears.
Ling Yin: "I'm sorry, baby."
Qu Xing: “…”
He apologized for nothing he had done. This boyfriend must be a naive person.
Logically, Qu Xing should have laughed at him at this moment, but he suddenly didn't have the energy to do so - or maybe it was because he felt very relaxed in front of Ling Yin.
Qu Xing huddled down under the blanket, leaning quietly against Ling Yin with his head tilted, looking up at the starry sky, as if refusing to communicate with words.
Ling Yin held his hand tightly.
After a while, Qu Xing suddenly said, "I love you."
Ling Yin frowned slightly. Besides the pain in his heart from those three words, he also knew Qu Xing wasn't crying because he'd said "I love you." He must have something else going on. Ling Yin remembered that after he fainted twice in a row, the doctor had referred him to a psychiatrist.
He later asked Wen Zi what they had discussed, and she simply said they hadn't mentioned a single thing about his mental state. Based on her subsequent observations while accompanying the team, Xingxing was, in every way, a very healthy, cheerful, and sunny person. He was adept at managing his emotions, brimming with energy every day. When he laughed, he genuinely did, and when he didn't want to, he never forced himself to. In short, his cheerfulness was definitely not fake.
But in addition to his enthusiasm, he also seems to have a layer of defense that he never thought of opening to the outside world.
"I love you too." Ling Yin responded in a low voice.
Qu Xing rubbed Ling Yin's shoulder in response.
He vaguely knew what was wrong with him, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. It was as if, in that moment of ultimate relaxation, he had suddenly accepted an emotion that he'd usually just tucked away, deliberately forgetting. He didn't understand because he didn't think he was sad enough to cry.
To prevent Ling Yin from worrying about it, he patted him and said, "It's okay. Maybe you just felt a little touched all of a sudden."
Ling Yin wrapped the man completely in his arms, lowered his head and smelled the fragrance of his hair: "Well, that's good."
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"What's going on with those two people?"
Zhou Si: "I already said we were going out to play."
The person on the other end of the phone choked: "I know, but the problem is that there's such a big uproar online now, I have to come and ask about the situation."
Zhou Si took a deep puff of smoke and exhaled it, wishing he could blow smoke out of his ears and eyes as well. He said nothing, but sighed deeply.
The event organizer was getting extremely anxious.
"Fourth Master?" he called out.
Zhou Si held the cigarette between his fingers and asked, "What message do you want me to give you?"
"Will they come back?" the man asked uncertainly.
"I'm not sure." Zhou Si said, "Maybe after eloping, he found the outside world so exciting that he didn't come back."
"What???? Then what about this competition?"
Zhou Si took another deep drag on his cigarette and slowly exhaled: "Just go on the bench, what else can I do?"
"Then your DL is ruined???"
Zhou Si let out a cruel laugh.
"Impossible?" the man said after a while, "Is it really that serious?"
Zhou Si said calmly, "You know it's impossible, but why are you asking?"
That person: “…”
Zhou Si: "What's wrong with the kid running off to play for a few days because he's stressed out? How much traffic did our Wind bring you in the three years he's been in the LPL? Huh? Without him, your crappy game would have died a long time ago. How many people play League of Legends now, and how many people watch your games? Let me ask you, without Wind, you'd be nothing now! Forget EKN, any random LCK team would beat you to a pulp. Only our Wind can lead the team to face EKN. What about you? You don't care about public opinion, and you even add fuel to the fire. Don't think I don't know your little tricks to manipulate the situation."
Zhou Si grew increasingly angrier as he spoke. He slammed his cigarette butt into the ashtray, stood up, and said, "And how did you edit that crappy documentary for me??? What was Wind doing when he smiled? Did you not film the whole thing or what? Where did you edit it out for me??? I'm telling you, we only have this one domestic champion mid laner in the LPL. If Wind really leaves, you'll have to find me another one!!"
That person: "I..."
Zhou Si shouted, "Are you anxious now? Huh? What the hell happened to all the power you organizers have? Why didn't you control the public opinion when it first emerged? You have the spare money to hire a group of netizens to add fuel to the fire, why don't you give those idiots a fuck? As soon as they see a little bit of attention, they pounce on it like a mad dog to grab the traffic. You want all the traffic!"
"Well, neither..."
"Why are you so anxious? Why are you so anxious? Didn't you come to the base to film a documentary? What time does Ling Yin get up and go to bed every day? Didn't you film him training for more than ten hours a day? Why don't you release it?"
The man was silent for a while, as if he didn't hear Zhou Si's string of curses. He was only concerned about one thing: "...Um, will he come back..."
Zhou Si: "Get lost!!!"
After Zhou Si hung up the phone, he almost smashed his phone in anger. Seeing the missed call, he relaxed a little, calmed his breath, lit another cigarette, sat back, and called back: "Hello, Auntie."
An Yining said slowly, "Zhou Zhou."
Zhou Si: "Hmm~what's the matter?"
An Yining: "We've arrived at the place where Xiaoyin is staying. Let's find him right away. Do you have anything to convey?"
Zhou Si wondered, "Did Ling Yin tell you where he is?"
"No," An Yining said quietly, "Of course we know where he is."
Zhou Si: "It's okay, just tell Ling Yin to relax, I'll take care of things here. He's usually very busy."
"Yeah." An Yining smiled. "Don't worry, he won't have a breakdown over such a small thing. He must be having some weird thoughts again. He will be back during the game. Don't worry too much."
"I'm not in a hurry." Zhou Si put out his cigarette: "I just feel a little sorry for your son."
Ling Song's voice came in: "Don't feel sorry for him, feel sorry for yourself. He doesn't treat himself badly."
Zhou Si smiled and was about to speak when An Yining suddenly said, "Look, isn't that the one holding hands with my son over there called Xingxing?"
Zhou Si froze: "..."
Ouch, mom.
This all happened.
Ling Song said: "Yeah. Who else can he pull in besides that kid?"
An Yining: "Oh~ This little star is even prettier than in the photo."
Zhou Si: "...Um, I'm hanging up?"
An Yining was immersed in admiring Qu Xing's beauty and didn't say anything. Ling Song said, "Hang up."
Zhou Si's inner feelings are complicated.
Has the public acceptance of these two people's couple been so high?? Their parents wouldn't be surprised to see them running out together and holding hands??
Ling Yin was having brunch with Qu Xing. He caught a glimpse of the sticky couple not far away. He tugged at Qu Xing's hand and whispered, "My parents are here."
Qu Xing was stunned and looked up suddenly: "What?"
Ling Yin: "It's okay, they know I'm with you."
Qu Xing turned his head sharply to look at him again: "What???"
Ling Yin was so adorable: "Pfft."
"Oh shit..." Qu Xing moved and used Ling Yin to shield himself. His eyes quickly scanned the area and stopped at a particularly good-looking couple, especially the woman, who was as elegant as Ling Yin. "Is that them? How did they get here? What should I do?"
"It's okay, baby." Ling Yin rubbed his hand and brought him to his side.
An Yining saw Qu Xing, held tightly in Ling Yin's arms, her sparkling eyes following him. Only when he got closer did Qu Xing blink softly, her dazed gaze tinged with admiration and fondness for such an elegant and beautiful elder. Seeing this, An Yining's heart blossomed, and she was overwhelmed with admiration. She sat down and gently plucked Qu Xing from Ling Yin's arms, holding her gently. "Oh my! How did Ling Yin manage to get such a cute little darling?"
Qu Xing had been held in arms and legs for so many years, but she had never felt such a gentle embrace before. She was a little afraid to move. She said in confusion, "Sister... Ah... Auntie..."
Ling Yin glanced at the fact that even his father, who had a very sour face, couldn't help but smile, and sat aside with his hands supported, quite proudly.
Heh. He knew that no one could resist the charm of the stars.
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