On the day of the World League, the last pinnacle matchup.

The misanthropic nervously grabbed Qingliu's hand, and Qingliu could clearly feel that the world-weary palm was wet.

To be honest, he has known the misanthropy for so long, and he has never seen a teenager so nervous.

is always sarcastic about SIS, and keeps saying that the finals don't have time to come.

Today, I put on my favorite outfit and secretly hid the SIS cheering sign in my arms.

In the end, I found that the seat was too far forward, and I was reluctant to take it out, for fear of being seen by Jiang Tong ZERO.

"Is the dog's first love okay, why is he so weak."

"I haven't fought three or two, they really deserve to be a bunch of rookies, and I'm so angry."

"Da Qiao went to push the tower, I relied on this Gongsun to leave and it was too yin, I actually stayed here waiting for Da Qiao, Lao Yin is better than ah, Da Qiao went home, I didn't go back to die."

Qingliu rubbed his eyebrows with a little headache, like blocking the mouth of the little beast.

Surrounded by SIS supportive fans, they are already eyeing each other and want to pounce on the world-weary corpse at any time.

Qingliu was helpless, and leaned into the ear of the irritable and misanthropic and lowered his voice, "Shut up and watch quietly." ”

The world-weary turned his head to look at Qingliu, and the colors in the phoenix's eyes reflected the hazy colors on the stage.

"Did I disturb you?"

The little beast seems to be beginning to be polite now.

This realization made Qingliu a little surprised and faintly proud.

He chuckled softly in a low voice, "Hmm." ”

"That's starting to dislike me? you, dog man! ”

Qingliu: "......"

What the hell am I?

It's getting hot on the field.

Qingliu looked at the situation that had fallen into a big headwind, and shook his head with some regret, "No." ”

The misanthropic eyes are a little obscure.

Qingliu looked sideways at the little beast's face.

Now it's not noisy or noisy, and it seems to have seen the result of this game.

The emotions in my eyes were a little dark, and I didn't know what I was thinking.

Grasping his hand, he was still slightly pressing.

The young man's somewhat hoarse voice was like a mosquito and fly humming at the noisy scene, "Liu'er." ”

Qingliu turned his head almost instantly, "What's wrong?" ”

The misanthropy lowered his head, and the brim of his hat covered his flamboyant red hair tightly, restraining the madness in his heart.

The misanthropic hung long eyelashes, and the wings seemed to sense the mood of the master, and they drooped a little weakly.

"I'm feeling a little uncomfortable."

Qingliu silently stared at the young man's drooping eyes, and gently reached out to wrap his arms around his shoulders.

There are not many world-weary friends, and with such a character as him, most people actually don't like to make friends with him.

Jiang Tong and ZERO have almost been his best friends in recent years.

He felt a little breathless just thinking about the two of them being forced to retire because of the loss in the game.

But the facts were already in front of him, and SIS was going to lose.

The misanthropy had heard the fans sitting behind him start sobbing quietly.

Suddenly, he felt a little uncomfortable and wanted to cry.

Qingliu will not comfort people, if SIS retires, in fact, it is a good thing for the myths and dreams of domestic competitors.

But no one can be happy.

The misanthropy is already a little afraid to look at the big screen, "they are going to lose, what should they do in the future......"

Qingliu pursed her lips, her eyes dimmed, "Since it's a bet, we will think of all the possibilities of consequences, and SIS is far stronger than we imagined." ”

He looked up and saw that the game had reached its final wave.

Jiang Tong gave up guarding his home and chose to steal the tower.

The world-weary didn't say anything, he hung his head and didn't dare to look, the fans behind him were still crying, and his head was about to explode when he cried.

The misanthropic stood up violently and yelled at several female fans behind him, "Don't cry, the crying Lao Tzu is annoying." ”

The fans around were frightened by the sound of misanthropy.

The female fans were so frightened that they didn't dare to move, and the tears were still flowing.

Qingliu then stood up, wrapped his slender arms around the misanthropic world, and pressed his head directly into his arms.

The thin lips were pressed to the ears of the misanthropic ear, the voice was gentle, and the hand gently ran down his back, "Okay, don't be angry." ”

Turning his head to apologize to a few girls, "I'm sorry." ”

Several girls saw Qingliu's face, and they showed disbelief on their faces, and forgot to cry.

"Clear ......"

Qingliu stretched out a finger and put it to his lips, "Shhh......hh

The voice of the narrator suddenly resounded throughout the venue, "Is it KUKU who dismantles the crystal of SIS first, or BILLOW who succeeds in stealing the tower, and Gongsun Li has already arrived at KUKU's crystal, can it be removed?" ”

The misanthropy raised his head from Qingliu's arms and looked at the big screen in a daze.

Qingliu saw that the little beast's eyes were red, and he bit his lip a little stubbornly.

A forbearance that has been greatly wronged and does not dare to be discovered.

Qingliu lowered his eyes lightly and tightened his world-weary hand.

used to think that the little beast was ruthless and unrighteous, which should be his biggest illusion about the misanthropy.

"IT WAS BILLOW WHO DEMOLISHED THE CRYSTAL FIRST, AND GONGSUN LI SUCCEEDED IN STEALING THE TOWER."

"It's a big reversal."

"Let's congratulate SIS on becoming the champion of this World League Finals!"

Qingliu looked at the big screen in disbelief, seeing the crystal neon lingering, Gongsun Li standing in front of the crystal, the petals above his head were dazzling.

The corners of his lips unconsciously evoked a sincere smile.

The fans in their ears were crying and screaming.

Qingliu looked at the misanthropy.

The red-haired boy straightened his arms from the light sign he had prepared in his arms, and the banner was held high above his head.

Woo woo while crying and scolding.

"The dogs scared me to death."

When they turned their heads to look, the awkward little beast shoved the lantern sign into Qingliu's arms.

He quickly lowered his head, not wanting the people in SIS to see him crying.

Qingliu pressed down the brim of his hat for him, holding up the lamp sign in his hand for the misanthropic and silently conniving.

The misanthropy lowered his head and wiped his face with his sleeve, "Let's go." ”

Qingliu looked down at him, "Why don't you congratulate him in person for a while?" ”

Misanthropy said, "No." ”

The world-weary stretched out his hand, snatched the light sign in Qingliu's hand, and turned his head into the arms of the crying female fan in the back row.

Fei quickly said, "I'm sorry." ”

Pulling the clear stream, he quickly left the venue.

Qingliu couldn't hold back the corners of his lips and smiled.

The world-weary went to the bathroom to wash his face and looked at himself in the mirror.

Qingliu behind him leaned against the wall and looked at him silently.

The world-weary suddenly coughed lightly with some embarrassment, and snorted arrogantly, "I'm not crying, I'm spicy to the eyes by their cooking technology." ”

With a soft smile on the corner of Qingliu's lips, she looked at him quietly.

"yes, I know."

“……”

The misanthropy hung his head a little self-defeatingly, "Isn't it ugly?" ”

"It's not ugly."

"You put ...... You're talking nonsense. ”

Qingliu smiled and reached out to rub the little beast's messy red hair.

"It's not ugly, it's cute."