Jiang Shenlan was silent for a while, and then said lightly: "I gave it to you."
"Thank you, brother." Nan Qing carefully picked up the keyboard and asked before leaving: "You can see the sunset from the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room. It's very beautiful. Can we go for a walk?"
"Not going."
"Okay, then I want to go out for a walk."
"You go ahead."
About ten minutes later, Jiang Shenlan heard the door code lock closing and she left.
He had just returned home these days and all his thoughts were on submitting his resume to the team, so he had no time to care about her and almost completely ignored her.
Obviously there is no sense of existence, he stays in the e-sports room training every day as usual, but why does he feel a little different now that she has left.
Jiang Shenlan wanted to start the game again, but his wrist was very sore, so he turned his wheelchair with his hands and came out of the room.
The living room has a huge floor-to-ceiling window, with the curtains drawn to both sides. The fiery red sunset shines into the living room, turning the silver-gray floor red.
Usually when he is at home alone, the curtains are always drawn.
Moreover, he stayed in the gaming room all day and didn't pay attention to the sky at all.
During the time he was being cared for in the hospital, he gave up on himself and never looked up at the sky.
When he stayed at the e-sports hotel, the doctor suggested that he go out for a walk every day, but the sky was dark for half a month, and there was no such warm red sunset.
Jiang Shenlan sat alone in the living room, letting the red light shine on her body.
The uniforms of the GS team are also red.
I don't know how long it took, but the sunset had already disappeared. Jiang Shenlan gradually came back to her senses. She looked up at the clock on the cabinet and realized that it was already half past seven.
She hasn't come back yet.
"An Xiaochan..."
By eight o'clock, she still hadn't come back.
Jiang Shenlan glanced at the e-sports room, and finally turned his wheelchair and walked towards the door. Just when he was about to open the door, he heard the sound of pressing the password outside the door.
Jiang Shenlan moved the wheelchair back a few meters, then looked at the door with a serious expression.
Nan Qing opened the door with snacks and came in, and was met with Jiang Shenlan's expression.
Nan Qing's heart skipped a beat. He was angry again. What happened to him when she went out?
"Brother, I thought you were playing games. You should take a break and stop playing games all day." Nan Qing walked up to him and shook the snack bag in his hand: "Do you want to eat?"
"Why have you been out for so long?"
"Was it a long time? I didn't pay attention. The sky was particularly beautiful today. I navigated to a nearby park and sat there for a while. When I came back, I didn't turn on the navigation and took the wrong route."
"My house has access control. No one is allowed to enter the house after eight o'clock."
It's half past eight now.
Nan Qing was embarrassed and at a loss.
Jiang Shenlan: "You have to obey the rules of the house you stay in. Today is the first time and I won't punish you. Don't come back after eight o'clock in the future." After saying that, he went to the e-sports room.
Er Er: "If I'm in a bad mood, I'll take it out on you. There's no access control. Just open your mouth and come."
"He... has a really bad temper."
In addition to buying snacks, Nan Qing also bought a few books in English. The original owner's grades were very good. She had studied bilingual education since she was a child, and she was going to study abroad in half a year.
Er Er said, read English books every day, this is in line with the original owner's character.
The original owner was simple, had very little social interaction, and lacked affection. He did not lack maternal love, but was particularly lacking in other kinds of love, so he would easily come all the way to City C for someone he met on the Internet.
Nan Qing felt that since she approached Jiang Shenlan on the grounds that she suspected that Jiang Shenlan was her online boyfriend, she had to lie to him.
Nan Qing was waiting in the living room for Jiang Shenlan to come out of the e-sports room.
She didn't dare to knock on the door anymore. After all, the other party was in a bad mood, and knocking on the door would add fuel to the fire.
It was midnight, already early in the morning, Nan Qing was about to fall asleep, and Jiang Shenlan came out of the e-sports room.
Nan Qing woke up immediately when he heard the sound of the wheelchair.
Jiang Shenlan saw her still sitting in the living room and was confused: "Why don't you go to bed?"
"I'm waiting for you, brother, what game are you playing? I also play a variety of games. Can we form a team to play together tomorrow?"
She wanted to know if his account was related to her online boyfriend.
In the past few days, Nan Qing has been using that account to send messages, but he can't send them out because it shows that the account has been banned for violating regulations.
How can a game account violate the rules? It is most likely that the game account has been cheated or cheated, and someone has reported it.
However, a person cannot have only one account. As long as the account is opened by the same person, there will definitely be similarities. For example, the name of the game account will have his or her favorite words, and the account avatar may also be a character of his or her favorite style.
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Jiang Shenlan didn't want to play games with children. He was a member of the team that was bought with money, and his opponents trained with him.
This is a serious training match, why bring a child?
She is only suitable for relieving boredom, there is no such thing as playing games with her.
Jiang Shenlan: "I've made an appointment for a fight tomorrow."
"What about the day after tomorrow?"
"We have made an appointment the day after tomorrow."
Nan Qing refused to give up: "What about the day after tomorrow?"
"We have made appointments this month, you can play by yourself."
"Okay..." The disappointment was obvious on her face.
Such a clumsy lie showed that he didn't want to play games with her.
Jiang Shenlan looked at her slumped expression and found it quite interesting. He showed a smile and said casually: "I have time next month."
Her expression that had been wilting just now suddenly stood up, and her eyes lit up: "Okay, brother, what game are you playing?"
"Don't you watch professional games? You should be able to play."
"Yes, I can play, but I have only played for half a year, and I have only watched the last few professional games. Brother, if I don't play well, will you never play with me again?"
"It depends on the situation." Jiang Shenlan was already tired: "An Xiaochan, go back to sleep and don't make any noise."
He was still smiling just now, but his expression changed really quickly.
But the other party said he would play games with her, and she was still very happy.
Jiang Shenlan returned to the room and the door closed for a moment, and he regretted it.
What's the point of playing with someone who has only been playing games for half a year? And his time is precious. Every game is not just a game, it is training.
The account Jiang Shenlan is using now is a newly opened account. He has not logged in to the account he used to play in professional competitions for more than two years.
The GS team did not sign a contract to take away his account, but Jiang Shenlan has never logged in since he was injured in a car accident.
Because it’s easy to get emotional...
She doesn't understand the e-sports community. Even if he uses his previous account to take her to play games, she probably won't be able to recognize him.
Jiang Shenlan was tired but couldn't sleep. He entered a string of account numbers and passwords, tapped his index finger, and a familiar interface appeared. More than two years had passed, but the account page was still so familiar.
GS-Jiang, former captain of the national championship team.
Jiang Shenlan took a look and was about to log out of the account when he suddenly received a private message.
