Sharpen the knife without accidentally cutting the vegetable bow [E-sports]

Chapter 177

Chen Xingran sat on the table with half of his body, with one leg propped on the floor, one hand propped on the table, and the other hand holding a small piece of cake, and placed it near Yang Yunche's mouth.

Yang Yunche stammered a bit: "Just...just eat like this?"

Chen Xingran shook the small cake in his hand: "Otherwise?"

It was hard for Yang Yunche not to think too much.

Indeed, this is an action that a person with a close relationship will do, especially among boys. It is normal for one person to put food to his mouth casually and naturally while the other is not convenient in his hands.

If someone else did this, Yang Yunche wouldn't think too much about it.

But... this person is Chen Xingran.

Although Yang Yunche and Chen Xingran have a good relationship, he knows that Chen Xingran is a person with a strong sense of boundaries. Perhaps because of his martial arts practice, sometimes he has a little old-fashioned temperament, which is not like this era. young people.Even though their relationship is so familiar, Yang Yunche has never seen Chen Xingran do this action.

Did he discover something?

Is he implying something?

Do I want to...

Yang Yunche tried his best to pretend to be natural, opened his mouth, and bit into his mouth, his eyes seemed to be fixed on the screen, focusing on the data on it.

Chen Xingran tilted his head, looked at Yang Yunche's profile, and wanted to laugh.

"There's paper on it."

Chen Xingran reminded him.

"..."

Yang Yunche reacted, but half of the paper on the cake had been eaten. He said with a straight face, "I just like to eat paper."

Chen Xingran stretched out his hand to peel off the paper on the small cake. Hearing this, the corners of his mouth slanted: "Then you eat these."

Yang Yunche: "..."

Self-inflicted? Isn't it?

It's not common for Yang Yunche to look deflated. Chen Xingran watched it with great interest, and the originally chaotic thoughts in his heart were thrown aside.

He thought for a while and said, "Do you like female anchors?"

Yang Yunche: "?"

The little cake in his hand almost fell onto his pants: "...Why do you ask?"

"Fu Zhou said that there is a female anchor who wants your contact information."

Chen Xingran's tone was natural, as if he had nothing to do, chatting with Yang Yunche casually: "I love you secretly."

"There are many people who have a crush on me."

Yang Yunche turned his head secretly, and glanced at Chen Xingran's expression: "Give them one by one, why do I have other things to do besides adding friends every day?"

"It's kind of narcissistic."

"Then you have asked all the questions, and I have no choice but to tell the truth."

"Only others have a crush on you."

Chen Xingran paused, and asked, "Then you never had a crush on someone else?"

Yang Yunche's heart skipped a beat.

Chen Xingran picked up the cake with torn paper on the table and took a bite, frowning: "It's too sweet..."

Seeing that Yang Yunche didn't answer, he tilted his head again and asked, "Is there?"

The tone is as natural as a casual chat.

But Chen Xingran's palms were already sweating slightly.

"……Have."

After a while, Yang Yunche spoke softly.

"Oh……"

Chen Xingran nodded.

His eyes met Yang Yunche's.

Yang Yunche's eyes are beautiful, with deep eye sockets, thick eyelashes, and high brow bones, which makes him often have a little affectionate feeling when he looks at someone.This kind of deep emotion is not strong, and it matches his rather stern temperament when he is not cheap, like a glass of cold champagne, very intoxicating.

Chen Xingran didn't know whether he liked boys or girls.

He didn't think about it either.In his previous life, when his seniors jokingly asked him what kind of partner he wanted to find in the future, he sketched out several images that might fit in his mind, with various temperaments, gentle, cold, and playful. .

But now he discovered that there are some things that cannot be drawn with imagination before encountering them.

Just like a person who can't imagine a face he hasn't seen before, before meeting Yang Yunche, Chen Xingran would never have thought that the type he likes is like this.It was far from the various imaginations he had imagined before, even the gender was different, but he felt that it should be so.

The two stared at each other in silence for a moment.

Something seems to be moving slowly in the air.

"You said that after the game, you have something to tell me."

Chen Xingran lowered his eyes. Yang Yunche was sitting on a chair, and he was sitting on the table. From this angle, he could look down on Yang Yunche's face: "Now the game is over, you can tell."

Yang Yunche's lips moved. He seemed to understand something. The impulse in his heart that was about to break through the ground made him almost abandon all reason.

Chen Xingran's gaze and everything he said were full of unreality.

Are you dreaming?

"I want to say..."

Yang Yunche collected himself. At this moment of pause, various words intertwined and flashed through his mind, and finally he said: "Are you free tomorrow? Let's go...to watch a movie together?"

"..."

Chen Xingran got stuck for a moment: "Are you with Luo Baibai and the others?"

"Just the two of us."

Yang Yunche took it for granted, he met Chen Xingran's gaze, and his voice gradually became quieter: "...If you want to call them, it's not impossible..."

At 1.8 meters seven, he looked a head shorter in front of Chen Xingran, who was 1.7 meters five.

Chen Xingran wanted to laugh a little, but felt that laughing out loud now would spoil the atmosphere.

Yang Yunche, what kind of courage did you have when you played the game?

"It's all right."

Chen Xingran stood up, his expression became indifferent: "I'm going to rest."

"..."

Yang Yunche noticed the change in Chen Xingran, and felt like he said something wrong?But he didn't know how to remedy it, and his expression was a bit at a loss.

He has never been in a relationship. When he was on the first TV, many of his friends had talked about it. Wasn’t it always like this at the beginning? First, go to the movies and go shopping or something...

"Then you... rest early?"

Yang Yunche said awkwardly: "I'll look at the data later."

Chen Xingran rolled his eyes at him: "You read this page when I went out, and you read this page when I came back."

Yang Yunche: "...I read slowly."

"Your mind is slow too."

The corner of Chen Xingran's mouth tensed: "Let's go."

"Wait."

Yang Yunche instinctively felt that he should say something to make amends: "Then, I will call you in your room tomorrow?"

"My door is not locked, so you can push the door yourself if you have long hands."

"...Why are you so fierce?"

Chen Xingran glared at him: "I am willing."

"Did I say something you didn't like to hear?"

Yang Yunche frowned: "Which sentence is it? Please remind me..."

"You are a pig."

Chen Xingran was helpless.

He felt that he was not enlightened enough. After realizing his thoughts, he also struggled for a long time. He also felt that he had many bad sides, while Yang Yunche had all kinds of good sides, and he even thought about it because of this. Worry about gains and losses.

Now it seems that if I really like this kind of emotion, it will make people dizzy.

Those who think that Yang Yunche is a strategist of the alliance, who is full of tricks, had better go wash their brains like him... Yang Yunche's dumb, stupid look does not look like a strategist at all.

"Some people really have a name for nothing."

Chen Xingran raised his chin and put on a provocative attitude: "During the competition, he was strategizing, as if he could read people's hearts, but he was a fool in private. He knew what I meant, but he didn't want to say it directly."

Yang Yunche was so nervous that his palms were sweating.

Chen Xingran spoke so bluntly, he finally had a flash of inspiration, and after a moment of bewilderment, it was replaced by a surge of intense joy, washing away his reason like a broken dam.

It seems... not dreaming.

His voice was visibly tense: "Then I...say it again."

Yang Yunche looked like he was about to run out of battery, which made Chen Xingran secretly laugh.

Fortunately, he wanted Yang Yunche to practice martial arts with him before, but now it seems that even if he practiced, it was useless.Warriors act resolutely, forge ahead with determination, never twitch, if they like it, they like it, if they are happy, they are happy, straight-forward is unrestrained and reckless, how can Yang Yunche be so awkward?

"Say it again."

Chen Xingran's face tensed up, he hid his smile completely, and said calmly: "I'll listen to it again."

Yang Yunche took a deep breath and tried his best not to tremble in his voice.

"I have a crush on you."

"No, I like you."

"If it's not a dream now...can you fall in love with me?"

"Don't talk."

Chen Xingran snorted, turned around and was about to leave.

However, before he could move, Yang Yunche grabbed his wrist.

Yang Yunche's palms were wet, which fully exposed his nervousness.

With a gentle tug, he pulled Chen Xingran back.The chair was not big, Yang Yunche was sitting, Chen Xingran was pulled by him, it looked a bit crowded.All social distance was broken in an instant, the chests of the two were almost pressed together, two warm breaths interlaced each other, and the entire training room was so quiet that only the sound of breathing remained.

Chen Xingran is very skilled.

It can be seen from the way he practiced the knife every day, as long as Chen Xingran resisted, he could push Yang Yunche down on the table with a backhand in ten thousand ways, and Yang Yunche could beg for mercy just by turning his hand.

But no.Yang Yunche succeeded easily.It seemed that at this moment, Chen Xingran was hit by Shixiang's soft tendons, his footsteps were clearly determined to walk, but he had no strength in his steps, Yang Yunche pulled him lightly, and pulled him onto his body.

"Star burning, burning treasure, burning..."

The tip of Yang Yunche's nose could easily smell the young man's breath, like the smell of green grass after the rain, enveloping and washing away his soul.Yang Yunche breathed greedily, let go of Chen Xingran's wrist with his palm, and surrounded him with his arms, as if the person in front of him would disappear in the next moment, making him hug with all his strength.

Chen Xingran's face was a little hot from his burning gaze, he had seen Yang Yunche in many ways, high-spirited, carefree, gentle and tolerant...

But he has never seen Yang Yunche like this.Fiery and strong, as if holding the most precious treasure in the world, with a little uncertainty in his firmness, he has to use words to confirm repeatedly, calling his name over and over again.

It's kind of helpful.

The plain shell on Chen Xingran's face was melted by Yang Yunche's hug, he couldn't help laughing: "Don't touch my waist, it's very itchy."

"You haven't answered my question just now."

"I answered."

"You don't want to talk about it."

Yang Yunche raised his head, looked directly at Chen Xingran, with a strong expression: "This answer is not good, answer it again."

"Oh no……"

As soon as Chen Xingran uttered a word, he caught the tension in Yang Yunche's eyes. He smiled and decided not to tease Yang Yunche: "Okay, let's talk."

"Don't lie to me."

"People who practice martial arts don't lie, they talk for real. Let go first."

"Hold for a while."

杨云澈软硬不吃，陈星燃扬了扬眉：“都说谈了，赶紧松手，真的痒……你不会以为谈恋爱了我就不会揍你了吧。”

"I'm your boyfriend now."

Yang Yunche felt that he had overdrawn the joy of winning the world championship in advance, and now he was very arrogant: "Are you willing to beat me?"

"Hard to say."

"You must be reluctant, forget it. It's not enough for me to hug you now. In order to prevent you from regretting tomorrow, I will hug you tomorrow. I will hug you when we come together, and I will hug you when watching movies... Hey, it hurts!"