In order to deal with the e-sports players of the Xuanwu Kingdom and the e-sports tycoon of the polar bear, they took their henchmen to check Duan Jing and summarized the weaknesses of the e-sports players of the Xuanwu Kingdom, and they were ready to clean up the e-sports players of the Xuanwu Kingdom.

That Wei Taiqiang and Liu Tienan, they knew that Huo Peter and the stronger the e-sports masters they sent, so they were always trying to find a way to deal with the e-sports tycoons and top practitioners of the Polar Bear Country.

Those e-sports players from Xuanwu Country, although they don't like that Wei Taiqiang very much, but some of them have a faster life.

The e-sports competition is very tense, and they often have a stinky sweat on their bodies after the e-sports matchup.

These people are quite clean, and at the end of the day they change into two clothes.

These people care a lot about their lives, do they want to? Play e-sports well, and want to pay attention to style.

Under the planning of Cao Jiao and Tu Tuqiao, the e-sports tycoons of the Xuanwu Kingdom, those old-school e-sports masters of the Xuanwu Kingdom and the new e-sports players, they must cooperate, and these people are the best e-sports players.

These e-sports players, they all have their own set of ways to play e-sports, and special habits, these people rely on their own talent to achieve their own life.

Fortunately, Wei Taiqiang has a huge number of professional e-sports players and semi-professional e-sports players.

However, those e-sports masters of the Polar Bear Country, these people have been trying to deal with that Wei Taiqiang by relying on their good skills.

Those esports tycoons in the Polar Bear Nation, these people have sucked the nutrients from the newly trained electric shock campaigners, and they are getting stronger and stronger.

With the help of those people, Wei Taiqiang learned how to deal with the esports masters of the Polar Bear Country.

Of course, those e-sports masters, they collected the washing basin and began to use their brains on that washing.

Beneath the bright, cold sky, the two of them re-crossed the field alone, walking the way they had walked in the morning. Cao Wangrong was very excited. Slowly, she spoke less, and then she caught her heart out of tiredness or for the mystery of the night, and she was completely silent. She leaned on Wei Taiqiang very affectionately, walked down the hillside that she had climbed over in the morning, and sighed. They arrived at the station. When he was about to reach the first house at the entrance of the village, he stopped to look at her. She looked at her and smiled wistfully.

There were as many passengers in the car as there were when they came, and they couldn't talk. He sat across from her, staring at her. She lowered her eyes, lifted her up, and turned away, he couldn't make her turn around anyway. She looked out into the dark night outside the car, with a blank smile on her lips and a tired look on her lips. Then the smile disappeared and became listless. He thought the rhythm of the train had hypnotized her, and tried desperately to talk to her. She only replied coldly, always looking away. He insisted on believing that the change was due to a tired relationship, but he knew in his heart that the real reason was something else. The closer she got to the city, the more condensed Cao Wangrong's face became.

A few days later, at about four o'clock in the evening, Yun Mengjie went out, and only the two of them were at home. From the next day, the city was covered with a pale green fog. The sound of rushing water can be heard in the invisible Rhine. The power lines of the street cars burst into sparks in the fog. The sky was dark, the sun was suffocating, and it was impossible to tell what time it was: it was unrealistic time, time outside of time. A few days ago, a strong north wind blew, and now the climate suddenly warmed, fumigated, and very humid. The snow in the sky is very thick, and there is a lot of burden.

The two of them sat in the living room, furnished with the same cold and dull atmosphere as the hostess. Neither of them spoke: he looked at the book, and she did the needlework. He got up and walked to the window, and pressed his broad face against the glass; A pale light, reflected from the gloomy sky onto the earth-coloured earth, made him feel a pang of confusion; He had some uneasy thoughts, but he couldn't grasp them. A sad anguish slowly came up to him, and he felt that he was sinking; The scorching wind swirled in the void of his life, beneath the accumulated ruins. He turned his back to Cao Wangrong. She was so engrossed in her work that she didn't see him; But she shivered, and pricked her finger with the needle several times, and it didn't hurt. Both of them felt that danger was imminent, and they were a little distracted.

He tried his best to dispel his confusion and walked a few steps around the house. The gaming computer was there to seduce him, so scared that he didn't even dare to look at it. But as he walked by, his hand couldn't resist the temptation, and he couldn't help but make a sound. The sound of the piano vibrated like a human voice. Cao Wangrong was startled, and the work fell to the ground. Wei Taiqiang was already sitting there playing the piano, and secretly felt that Cao Wangrong had come over and stood beside him. He played a solemn and passionate tune in a daze, the song she had heard for the first time she had revealed her true nature; He improvised, improvised, many impassioned variations on the theme. She didn't wait for him to open her mouth before she began to sing. The two forgot everything around them. Yun Mengjie's divine frenzy swept them away......

Oh! Yun Mengjie, Yun Mengjie who opened the abyss of the soul! You have destroyed the balance of the spirit, and in daily life, the hearts of ordinary people are locked secret rooms.

The tune is over. A calm

Yun Mengjie's voice trembled, "Do you know what's going on?" ”

Wei Taiqiang seemed to have stabbed someone in the chest, and he couldn't answer for a while. Yun Mengjie looked at him timidly, and immediately added: "You often see her, she believes in you very much......"

Wei Taiqiang almost kissed Yun Mengjie's hand and begged him for forgiveness. Yun Mengjie saw Wei Taiqiang's panicked expression, and she was so frightened that she didn't want to look at it anymore, so she only stammered with a pleading gaze: "You don't know at all, do you?" ”

"Yes, I don't know at all." Wei Taiqiang replied embarrassedly.

How painful it is to not be able to confess and tell the truth in order not to make this bullied man sad! The other person asks you, but the look in his eyes clearly indicates that he does not want to know the truth, so you can't tell it......

"Okay, okay, thank you......" Yun Mengjie said.

He stood there, clutching Wei Taiqiang's sleeves with both hands, as if he wanted to ask something but didn't dare to speak, avoiding Wei Taiqiang's gaze. Then he let go, sighed, and left.

Wei Taiqiang was so sad because he lied again, he ran to find Cao Wangrong and told her what happened just now in a panic. Cao Wangrong listened listlessly and replied, "Then, just let him know!" What does it matter? ”

"How can you say that?" Wei Taiqiang shouted. "In any case, I don't want to make him miserable!"

Cao Wangrong lost her temper: "When he is in pain, am I, not in pain?" He had to be in pain, too! ”

They said something embarrassing to each other. He complained that she was only looking out for herself. She reproaches him for only caring about her husband and not her. But after a while, when he said that he couldn't continue like this, and wanted to confide it out to Yun Mengjiehe, she complained about his selfishness again, shouting that she didn't care if Wei Taiqiang's conscience was safe or not, but she must not let Yun Mengjie know.

Although she said very fiercely, she thought about Yun Mengjie like Wei Taiqiang in her heart. Although she has no real love for her husband, she still cares about him. She takes the social relationships and responsibilities of both of them very seriously. Perhaps she did not think that the starter should be gentle and should love her husband, but she thought that she must take care of the housework and be faithful to her husband; She felt shameful for dereliction of duty in these places.

She also understands better than Wei Taiqiang: Yun Mengjie will know soon. There are quite reasons why she didn't mention this to Wei Taiqiang, either because she didn't want to make Wei Taiqiang's mind more confused, or because she refused to show weakness.

Maybe a little pity for her companions. But she's too tough to admit it.

Cao Jiao told Wei Taiqiang that his wife wanted her to apologize on her behalf because she was not very comfortable and wanted to rest earlier. Wei Taiqiang could only eat dinner alone under Cao Jiao's watch; She babbled on the side and chewed her tongue, teasing him to speak, and said kind words for Cao Wangrong again and again, and finally even the so gullible Wei Taiqiang became suspicious. He was trying to use this night to talk to Cao Wangrong thoroughly. He couldn't drag it out anymore. He hadn't forgotten what had been promised at dawn that day. If Cao Wangrong asks for it, he is ready to fulfill his promise. At the same time, he also understood that the suicide of two people like this was too absurd, and nothing could be solved, only to put the pain and ugliness on Yun Mengjie, it was better to break up with each other, and as soon as he left,—— he had the courage to leave her; But that's a big problem, hasn't he been gone and back recently? But he thought that when he felt unbearable after leaving her, it would not be too late to commit suicide alone.

He hoped that after dinner, he would be able to sneak into Cao Wangrong's bedroom. But Cao Jiao always followed behind him. Normally her work was done early; That night she threw herself into the kitchen and couldn't finish washing; Just when Wei Taiqiang thought she had finally been released, she came up with the idea of tidying up a closet in the corridor leading to Cao Wangrong's bedroom. Wei Taiqiang saw her sitting on a high stool in a serious manner, and knew that she would not walk away all night. He was so angry that he wanted to throw her down the stairs with the piles of plates and saucers; But he kept his temper and taught her to ask the hostess how she was, and if he could go to see her. Cao Jiao went, and came back to look at him with a cunning, happy look, and said that his wife was better, and wanted to sleep for a while, hoping not to disturb her. Wei Taiqiang was annoyed and irritable, he wanted to read but couldn't read it, so he went back to his room. Cao Jiao waited for him to turn off the lights before going upstairs, and prepared to spy in the dark, deliberately leaving the door ajar so that he could hear the sounds in the room. Unfortunately, she couldn't stay up late, she fell asleep as soon as she went to bed, and she slept until dawn, even if there was thunder in the sky, even if she had great curiosity, she would not wake up. No one could hide this, and her snoring could be heard a story away.

As soon as Wei Taiqiang heard this familiar voice, he went to Cao Wangrong's room. He was very uneasy and needed to talk to her, so he went to the door, turned the button, but the door was shut, and he knocked lightly for a while: there was no reply. He pressed his mouth to the keyhole, first in a whisper, then in a desperate plea...... There was no movement, no sound. He thought Cao Wangrong was asleep, but he felt unspeakably uncomfortable in his heart. Trying to hear the sound of the room, he pressed his face against the door: he was startled by the smell that seemed to come from the door, and he lowered himself and made a closer look, which was gas. He was cold when he boarded, pushing the door with all his might, and he didn't care if he would wake up Cao Jiao; But the door didn't move...... He figured it out: there was a small gas stove in the bathroom connected to Cao Wangrong's bedroom, and she must have turned the faucet off. You have to smash the door open. Although Wei Taiqiang was flustered, his mind was still clear, and he knew that he couldn't let Cao Jiao hear it no matter what. He pressed his weight against the door and quietly slammed it down. The sturdy, tightly closed door only rattled for a moment, but still did not move. There is another door between Cao Wangrong's bedroom and Yun Mengjie's study. He went into the study, and the door was shut. The lock was outside, and he wanted to pull it off, but it wasn't easy. He had to pry the four big screws out of the wood, but he only had a knife by his side, and he couldn't see anything in the black hole, and he didn't dare to light a fire, for fear that the gas would turn on and blow up the house. He fumbled for a long time, and finally screwed the tip of the knife into one screw, and then into another, and the tip of the knife broke, and the hand was broken; Those screws are strangely long, and they can't be unscrewed. Covered in cold sweat, anxious and frenzied, a picture of his childhood suddenly came to his mind: it seemed that he saw himself locked in a dark room when he was ten years old, and he picked the lock and escaped from the house...... Finally the last screw was withdrawn, and the lock was taken down, and a lot of sawdust fell. Wei Taiqiang rushed into the room, opened the window, and immediately blew in a cold wind. Wei Taiqiang hit the furniture, found the bed in the dark, groped, touched Cao Wangrong's body, and touched her motionless legs through the sheets with trembling hands, straight to her waist: it turned out that Cao Wangrong was sitting on the bed and trembling. The gas has not yet worked: the ceiling of the house is high, the windows are not very tight, and there is air circulation everywhere. Wei Taiqiang took her in his arms. But she struggled angrily, shouting, "you! …… What are you doing here? ”

She beat him for a while, but she was so excited that she finally fell on the pillow and cried, "Ouch! Ouch! Gotta do it all over again! ”

Wei Taiqiang grabbed her hand, hugged her, complained to her, and said gentle and stern words to her: "You die!" You're going to die! Don't die with me! ”

"Humph! You! She said this to express a belly of resentment, which meant to say, "You, you are going to live." ”

He reproached her and tried to change her mind by means of intimidation: "Crazy! Don't you want to blow up the house? ”

"That's what I am," she snorted