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    They didn't talk much that night, but they spent a lot of time together.

    Only in the first part of the road, they talked about these radical things done by Gudao fans, and then they walked along the bustling road and started chatting.

    Qiao Yixi couldn't remember what they talked about, but when she returned to the dormitory, she had an extra charcoal-grilled chicken leg in her hand.

    Obviously he was planning to comfort him, but in the end he bought her a big chicken leg instead.

    Why does it feel a little bit out of place.

    After she went back, she turned on her phone and found that it was full of messages from Ma Qicheng.

    Hi, have you got in touch with Zhou Mingxu?

    hello get back to me.

    Fuck, are you there, is Qiao Yixi there?

    Why did you lose contact?  Save the child, please?

    If loneliness has a pronoun, it must be Ma Qicheng.

    Later, Ma Qicheng had given up on her and never sent her any more messages.

    Qiao Yixi went back: I got in touch, and I have been chatting with him, so I didn't look at my phone.

    Ma Qicheng: Damn, chatted for three or four hours?

    Qiao Yixi: Yes.

    Ma Qicheng asked: What did you mainly talk about?  His state of mind?

    Mainly talked about which charcoal-grilled chicken legs, chicken chops, and French fries are better.  Qiao Yixi returns.

    Ma Qicheng: ?

    Qiao Yixi thought about it and said: I've talked about Gu Dao, don't worry, although he is a little upset, he should resolve it.  In two days, he will be able to turn his grief and anger into motivation, you just wait for him to get the first blow to the face, the champion will definitely be fine.

    Ma Qicheng had mixed feelings: You seem to be a fucking pyramid scheme.

    Qiao Yixi:?

    After a while, Ma Qicheng said again: I'll go to his house to see him on the weekend.

    On weekends, Ma Qicheng and Fu Qiu came to visit on time.

    Qiao Yixi didn't come back this week, it was Zhou's mother who opened the door for them.

    Ma Qicheng looked around the house: "Hello, Auntie, where is Zhou Mingxu?"

    "Playing games in the room."

    Ma Qicheng pushed open the door of Zhou Mingxu's room, and saw him standing alone.

    Use that mocked trumpet.

    In just a few days, this number has already become a trump card.

    Ma Qicheng was puzzled: "You still play the trump card? Why, you want to play God of War?"

    The top 500 of the entire game's ace ranks are eligible to be called God of War, which is equivalent to the top 500 of the entire server. It is updated in real time and the competition is fierce.

    "Well," Zhou Mingxu replied lightly, and asked, "Why are you here?"

    Ma Qi swallowed guiltily: "Come and see you, see if you're okay."

    Zhou Mingxu didn't bother to answer: "Very good."

    Ma Qicheng looked over, the boy's fingers were dancing on the keyboard, and the keyboard even followed the pressing of the keys with layers of light, the picture was very eye-catching.

    Wait light?

    "Your original keyboard is exhausted, right?" Ma Qicheng was horrified, "No way Did you fucking change the keyboard that sister Qiao sent?"

    The boy raised his eyes coldly: "No?"

    Why not use the gift she gave.

    "Yes, yes, absolutely." Ma Qicheng nodded repeatedly, for fear that he would say something wrong again and offend the cold-faced Lord Hades.

    Ma Qicheng pressed the keyboard twice and felt it: "This keyboard looks good, but it's not as easy to use as yours. After all, your expensive one is dead."

    "But this one was chosen by Miss Qiao for a long time, so it's okay."

    Zhou Mingxu found the key point from Ma Qicheng's words, and paused: "how do you know she chose for a long time?"

    "I talked about it during the chat," Ma Qicheng recalled, "When did she tell me about it, I forgot."

    Zhou Mingxu glanced at him: "Do you often chat?"

    "It's okayhow often is it?"

    The boy didn't pause, and quickly replied: "Once a year."

    Ma Qicheng: ""

    "Are you talking in human language? Once a year? I talk to that little black dog downstairs more than three times a year!"

    Zhou Mingxu looked at the screen, his fingers were still typing on the keyboard, and said in a calm voice: "In short, talk less."

    Ma Qicheng didn't understand: "Why?"

    Zhou Mingxu answered very directly: "There is no reason."

    &nsp;I watched the live broadcast, that Zhou Mingxu is not very good, I will definitely kill him in seconds next time!  Wait for you!

    That is, it is easy to get confused if you have a fever. If it is me, the sights will not be able to point at people, and my brother can kill six people. I am so proud

    "Everyone is so kind to me." Gudao lowered his head, a successful smile appeared on his slender and sharp lips, and it just passed by.

    "At that time, I will definitely bring you back the championship and grow your face!"

    In this way, Zhou Mingxu, who obviously only played a game, was brought up again, and even ridiculed by fans in disguise.

    Everyone supported Gu Dao one after another, saying, "My brother can be second if he has a fever. If he doesn't have a fever, he can't blow up the whole PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds. I look forward to my brother's failure to win the championship and kill Zhou Mingxu in seconds."

    Qiao Yixi directly turned off the live broadcast, and went to take a bath feeling unlucky.

    It's miserable to be a handsome guy with good skills, but in front of a villain Maybe being outstanding is the original sin.

    However, Qiao Yixi did not tell Zhou Ming about this matter. After all, it did not directly affect his life, and it was useless to talk about it, and it lowered his mood value in vain.

    If the only thing that can be done is to look at Zhou Mingxu and tell him not to relax his vigilance, because Gudao did not let go of his bondage because of a defeat, and Gudao's fans are still biting behind him.

    He will win the championship.

    You must also win the championship.

    But fortunately, Zhou Mingxu is not the kind of person who gets carried away with a little achievement. It was no different from usual for a while, except that he talked more when chatting with Qiao Yixi.

    On weekends, he took the initiative to send a message to Qiao Yixi: I am going to go back, are you going back?

    Qiao Yixi thought for a while: Yes, I will take the sheets to wash.  Let's go together.

    Zhou Mingxu: I called a car and waited for you at the door of the apartment.

    Qiao Yixi: Has it arrived yet?

    Zhou Mingxu: Yes.

    She was a little anxious: But I just arrived in the dormitory after class, and I haven't cleaned it up yet, why don't you go first?

    Zhou Mingxu slowly returned to her: clean up now, it's okay, there's no rush.

    After a while, another sentence came: I will wait for you.

    Twenty minutes later, Qiao Yixi packed up her things and walked to the door of the apartment. The silver-gray car seemed to have been waiting for a while.

    As the weather started to turn cold, she wore a pair of thin boots, sat and listened to the class all afternoon, and her knees were already freezing cold.  Not to mention that the feet are almost unconscious.

    According to her detection, 80% of girls have cold feet in winter.

    After getting in the car, she was a little sleepy, and couldn't bear the cold, so she struggled for a while, leaning on the back seat, half awake and half unconscious, and fell asleep.

    The more you sleep, the colder you get.

    Zhou Mingxu sat in the middle, he was just a boy, his whole body was warm, even wearing only a fleece jacket felt a bit hot.

    He unbuttoned and took off his coat.

    Qiao Yixi was sleeping in a cold sleep, she put her hands into her sleeves in a daze, and shrank her neck.

    The tip of the nose is a little cold red.

    Because people fall asleep, they can't help but move closer to warm places when they are cold.

    She arched towards him, and because she felt warm, she regarded him as a stove, and stretched out a hand to stuff it into his pocket.

    Zhou Mingxu: ""

    He glanced at her, thought for a while, and covered her with his clothes.

    Zhou Mingxu grabbed the shoulder line of the jacket with both hands, and was about to put it on her shoulders, she probably felt that his approach was warmer, so she arched towards him again.

    In a trance for a moment, he even felt that she seemed to be burrowing into his arms.

    The heart contracted briefly, as if being controlled by someone, and missed half a beat.

    Seeing them like this, the driver in front whispered, "Do you want to turn on the air conditioner?"

    Zhou Mingxu maintained that posture, looked down at the girl who was about to rest on his shoulder, and refused quietly.

    "No."

    It's better to be colder.

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